Hello everyone!

Time for some new lemonade from our favourite manga Skip beat!

All rights belong to Yoshiki Nakamura and if you love this series then go buy it just as I do. I only borrow her characters because I love this series and because I want to fantasise about them.

This fanfic is rated M for its mature content. Most chapters will include quite a lot of lemon so you need to be of legal age before you read them! (Some chapters will be having more lemon than others…)

(And for those of you that wonder. This takes place/ gets its inspiration from around the time in the manga where Kyoko and Ren plays the Heel siblings. Read it if you haven't since its soooooo good! ^_^ and it becomes even better!)

Enjoy!

Kyoko closed the script. The changes had not been that big and seemed to make the scene seem a lot better. This wouldn't be any problems for her.

It had gone a few days since that horrible day. She tried not to think of it since it still hurt like a thousand needles was piercing through her heart every time the thoughts was creeping in.

Luckily she had a busload of work that could help her keep her mind occupied. This one was one of them. She made everything she could just to make herself not get time to think.

She sighed and hoped that the producer would arrive so that they could start the filming of the scenes. These pauses she hated since they gave her extra time. Time she didn't want to have. She looked down at the script in her hand. She had memorized everything for the day's scenes. And she thought that she had grasped her role and would easily go into character… but she felt that her co-actor would be the big problem… again.

She shrugged her head to clear it again. No, if she started to think in these negative ways she would go crazy! It was too many things being wrong in her life for that.

A soft knock was being heard on her dressing door and a cute smiling face of the helper looked in through the doors crack.

"Ms. Mogami-san. It's time to start the filming now."

Kyoko thanked her and went out to the set. She saw that they had built it too look like an regular classroom. She then saw a couple of other actors that had dressed in school uniforms. The same as she wore. She took a relief sigh. He weren't here yet. She still had some time before he would start to annoy her.

Kyoko yelped! A firm hand grabbed her around her waist and pulled her towards a firm body. She cursed herself inside. Speaking of the devil…

"Let me go Shoo!" she tried to wiggle herself out of his grip but he held firm.

"Tsk! Is that the way to great the love of your life?" he said teasingly.

"You're NOT the love of my life! Let me go!" she froze. She felt his breath blow softly into her ear and she became red all over her body. Luckily none of the other actors saw what was happening.

"Oh. But you do know what they say: Old love never grow old. And since we're going to act as the perfect lovers on stage it's ok for you to show me your love off the set to."

She grind her teach in frustration. Why had she accepted this job from the beginning!? Finally he let her go and she quickly widened the distance between them.

The producer shouted that they were going to start filming and Kyoko quickly ran towards him to get the information of where she would begin.

"This is only a regular work like any other assignment that I've had…" she thought but she knew that it wasn't…

"CUT! Mogami-san! I told you that you should twirl left! Not right! Ah! What's the point!? Let's end the filming today. It no use! Who wants to stay and help her learn the steps in this number?" The producer looked really annoyed and Kyoko felt the red colour rise. She had told them that she weren't a good dancer and now she had proved it. She really did have two left feet and she felt like a dancing hippo the way she moved…

"I'll help her. Since she will be dancing a lot with me in this movie its better that she practises with me." Kyoko wanted to scream. No! Shoo was going to do something bad. She just knew it! He would never be the one to help someone like her out of his good will. That was so out of character it had to be something up his sleeve. She looked pleadingly around but she only got jealous stares from her co-workers. She would trade places with them in a heartbeat if she had anything to say about this. No one else offered to help. The sling got tighter around her neck.

"Thank you so much Shoo-kun for taking your time to help her. Very much appreciated." The director said with a nod and told everyone else to leave them.

In a few seconds time the set was empty except for Kyoko and Shoo. Kyoko crossed her arms in front of her annoyed. She looked at him with hateful eyes and wished him dead.

"Ok. Let's just get started. With your lack of skill this is going to take forever to go through." He said mockingly.

"If I was this much of a lost cause then why did you even bother to help me from the start? I know you're not doing this out of kindness." She retorted.

"Of course not. Do you know how much my image would be ruined if my fans would see me acting this out with such a lousy dancer… and don't even get me started on the singing part… No. I'm doing this because I know how I will manage to get you to a level where you will at least not embarrass me totally."

He took a step forward and she backed away a step from him. She did not trust him at all!

"Let's start with your posture. It's all wrong for this scene and dance." He quickly put his hands on her and made her straighten her back and move her arms to the starting position where the dancing would start. Kyoko grinded her teeth but kept her calms. The quicker she learned this dance the quicker she could get rid of him.

She did the choreography and Shoo was correcting her every so often. She had to admit to herself that he was a rather good teacher. Not that she would tell him that out loud.

Finally he said that she had done enough for today and she collapsed on the floor exhausted. I'm going to have problems getting up out of bed tomorrow with stiffness. She thought for herself and felt sorry for herself. She accepted the towel that Shoo threw at her and let it absorb the sweat from her forehead.

"So. What was it that your mother said to you?"

Kyoko froze and looked shocked at him.

"How? How did you…"

"I saw it when that psycho, slimy bastard drove you to the LME building and I realized that the only one even remotely close enough to make you go into that state is that bitch. So what did she say?"

Kyoko scrambled to her feet and tried to look calm and started to go away from him. Shoo quickly moved in between her and the door.

"Move Shoo." She said.

"Not until you tell me."

"It's none of your business." Kyoko tried to make her voice sound cool and not falter. She hoped that he didn't hear the small trembling.

"Come on! It's not like she accused you and told you it was your fault that she got raped…"

BAM! Shoo hadn't finished the sentence before he felt his back hit the wall next to the door she had tried to go out from. He looked down at a furious Kyoko holding his t-shirt in a steady grip. He was too shocked to speak, his jaw open in surprise.

"You knew!? How dare you say something like that?!" Kyoko's anger made her start to shiver. Shoo went still. Crap, he had said it as a joke. He had years ago overheard his parents talking. They had whispered something about Seina probably had been raped and that it was such a shame that she let it out on poor Kyoko. So it had been true all along. He hated Seina even more now than he had when they were little and that hateful bitch had made Kyoko cry. He hated it when Kyoko cried.

"I didn't know. I only said it as a joke…" he said.

SMACK! His hand automatically went up to his cheek. It throbbed after Kyoto's hand had hit it. His temper made him react. He took a grip around Kyoko's left arm and forced her to turn around and pressed her into the wall only centimetres to where he had stood just seconds earlier. He placed his arms on either side to her and looked angrily at her.

"How dare you joke about something like that?! Apologize right now!" Kyoko cried out and Shoo started to panic. He saw her eyes starting to tear up. No! He did not want to see her cry! He hated that!

"I'm sorry. I can admit that it was a hit under the belt." He hated apologizing but he hated her crying even more. If he saw Seina right now he would kill that bitch!

Kyoko looked up and realized how close he was standing. She put up her arms and tried to push him away. He didn't move an inch. She forgot her tears and became angry again. She looked up at him and realized that he leaned in even closer. She tried again to push him away to no avail.

"Now it's time for you to say you're sorry. How dare you hit a celebrity on the face?" Shoo looked intently on her. He tried to hide the smile when he saw her starting to blush with frustration.

"I'm sorry." She said and looked down. Feeling ashamed but still very angry. She had never hit anyone in her whole life! And now she had! On top of that Shoo, the celebrity. She wanted to win over him not because she had ruined his perfect face but of humiliation when she became more famous than him.

"Do you really think that a sorry will make it hurt less?" He was starting to enjoy this. The pain already forgotten but this was too much fun not to enjoy.

"Then what do you want me to do?" the angry spark in her eyes became stronger and Shoo felt a strong satisfaction that she seemed to have forgotten the fact that they were standing so close to each other. Kyoko, you never learn. He thinks and smiles wickedly inside.

"As you usually did when I got hurt. Blow the pain away and give it a kiss."

"What?!" Kyoko turned tomato red and started to try to wriggle free again.

"Yes. It's not much I'm asking for is it." He turned his head to show the red cheek. Everything went quiet. Shoo waiting for her and Kyoko trying to figure out if it was the best thing to do to make him stop. The seconds felt like hours for them.

Shoos heart missed a beat when he felt the soft warm breath caress his cheek. His whole body turned into a burning inferno because of her innocent action. He turned his head again just in time to let her lips touch his instead of the intended cheek. When he felt her head moving away from him he followed and deepened the kiss.

Kyoko's objections never reached the limbs of her body. The passion flooded her and she opened up her mouth when Shoo teased her lips with his tongue. Kyoko's knees threatened to turn into jelly but the wall and Shoos arms kept her up.

Without realizing it her arms moved up around his shoulders as to pull him closer towards her. Shoos lips left her swollen lips and they trailed to her ear and her neck. The pleasure was immense and Kyoko held her eyes closed to savour the feelings that rushed trough her. Shoos lips turned back to hers and the kisses deepened even more.

Shoos left hand had left her hip and was now weighing her left breast in his hand. Shoo felt like bursting of desire. Kyoko was so hot! He softly massaged her breast trough the fabric and he felt her nipple harden. He lowered his head again towards her neck again. Her fragrance was the best! The other hand found the other breast and he gave it the same treatment. He felt joy when he heard Kyoko's breath turning out of sync, the classic sign that she was turned on. He made her like this!

He let his thumb and index finger go around the hard peak trough the fabrics and he felt his lust grow when he heard the moaning coming out from Kyoko's mouth and when she arched into him.

All of a sudden Kyoko's body froze solid. Shoo stopped what he was doing and looked at her.

Her face was red of embarrassment but her eyes still shone filled with the lust he knew that she had felt seconds earlier. Her lips was still wet and swollen from his kisses and he wanted nothing more than to kiss them again.

He felt her pushing him away from her and he let her run away from him. He knew that he had come on to her a bit too hard. But damn it! He wanted her more and more every time he saw her. He smiled none the less. He knew it was just a matter of time. He had seen the proof that she wasn't immune to him.

He strode off towards his dressing room. He had to wait a bit before he went out to the waiting car. He did not want to show the bulging pants if he didn't have to. He cursed. It would take longer if he couldn't get the sexy image of her off his mind. This way he would have to hide in here the whole night.

*Blushing*. It's starting to become a bit more lemony now. ^_~ I'm soo sorry that I've waited this long before putting up this chapter. I felt the need to re-write it a couple of times just to make it feel right.
Please give me feedback as usual guys! I love it and it makes my writing block go away.
Until next time.
Aasa