Valentine's Target: Unfinished Conversations
"Then what will you do if you get chocolates from Kyoko?" Yashiro asked impishly observing Ren.
"Eh?" Ren responded surprised by the sudden question. Though in retrospect, he wasn't sure why exactly that surprised him.
"If. Kyoko. Gives. You. Chocolate. Will. You. Eat. It.?" Yashiro asked again feeling the need to spell it out for the slow actor.
Ren stared blankly at Yashiro. The thought had never crossed his mind before. Why exactly was that? Weren't people who were hopelessly in love always daydreaming about the other? Then again, this was Kyoko. A member of the Love Me Section, the first in fact. Thanks to that baka. Her heart was protected by an iron clad shield. And February 14th was the un-holiest of days in the minds of the love impaired. A diseased day when foolish, naïve, love-afflicted couples ran around holding hands, and promising eternal love. Knowing her she had probably dubbed the day something silly like Fiend's Day or Vain Day. On that line of thought, why was he even considering the possibility of getting chocolate from her? Grinning ruefully, he shook his head.
"No? Why not? After the trouble she would have gone through to make you the chocolate. Just be prepared for her calling you 'the meanest senpai on Earth' and yelling 'I hate you'." Yashiro stated matter-of-factly, not realizing Ren's thoughts.
Ren regarded him briefly before shaking his head again. Love obsessed manager. Teasing, matchmaking manager. Better go with it.
"I don't think Mogami-chan would say that. In fact, I doubt Mogami-chan will be making chocolates for anyone considering her status as the Number One Love Me member. By the way, did you hear that there is a third member now? Apparently, she has previous jobs under her belt too. Odd that she would enter when she has already debuted."
"Hai. I had heard that. I agree it is quite odd. Don't go off topic. As a Love Me member Kyoko-chan is most likely especially pressured to give someone chocolate, as President Takarada carefully observes all chocolate offerings. Who better than her ever helpful senpai Tsuruga Ren to give chocolates too?"
Damn. I thought that might work too.
"Hai, but President is not going to force anyone to give out chocolate, otherwise that would be going against his free spread of love. He detests people who pretend to feel love and hurt others because of it. And Mogami-chan would most likely feel it more prudent to give Sawara-san, Ogata-san, President or her landlords chocolate because she has a lot more to thank them for. Anyways, if she did give me chocolates, I would tell her that it wouldn't be fair for me to eat it because I never eat any of the chocolate anyone else give me either. She would understand considering my appetite anyways. If I don't have an appetite for normal food there is no reason for me to like sweet things either."
Yashiro eyed him critically. Before going into a very, bored businesslike manner.
"I suppose you're right. But following that line of thinking, wouldn't she be just as likely to give Sho Fuwa chocolate…he did help her with the stalker and all."
The second the words left his mouth, Yashiro knew he had said the wrong thing. Very carefully out of the corner of his eye he glanced at Ren. An ominous dark aura seemed to be surrounding him much like the time at the hotel. His face was hidden from view, the silence of the room making Yashiro sweat bullets.
Oh no, what did I do?
Ren stared at his hands clenching and unclenching. Why did it always come down to that boy? Ever since he had first met Kyoko all those years ago, she had always been hopelessly intertwined with that baka. Finding out a mere few months ago that the boy that had broken her heart had also been the one to save her from a stalker, a stalker that had only begun stalking her because of said boy, had been a harrowing experience for Ren. It was the irksome experience that made him come to terms that his feelings for her weren't going to go away, and he wasn't going to put up with the chance of anyone stealing her away from him. Only his stalwart façade as Tsuruga Ren had kept him from reacting as Kuon would. Just barely. As it was, between the Stalker and the Baka, a sliver of Kuon had allowed itself to appear. Tsuruga Ren might be able to distance himself from her, but Hizuri Kuon had no desire for that to happen. Kyoko was his princess, not another man's, especially one that had already tossed her to the side. Fortunately, the baka had cursed himself too, making her extremely wary of him attempting to ensnare her again. At the time, that was enough to appease Kuon, so Ren's levelheadedness could control their actions. In the meantime, Ren needed to figure a way for them to stay apart, or come between them.
"But Kyoko-chan hates Sho for tossing her aside, so I seriously doubt she would give him any chocolate. So there is no reason for you to worry."
Yashiro babbled nervously. Ren blinked, as he realized his manager was trying to reassure him of the same conclusion he'd just come to. But if he acted like Kyoko giving Sho chocolate bothered him, Yashiro would just blackmail him with it later. Carefully, he composed his face and smiled his favorite fall back smile, and glanced up at Yashiro who looked as if he'd just witnessed the bogey man come to life.
"No. You're right. Mogomi-chan should give Fuwa chocolate, but I don't think she'll come to that conclusion on her own. Maybe someone should tell her that. A responsible person who she won't think is picking on her. Perhaps you Yashiro-san. She's a good girl, I'm sure she'll make the right choice."
Checking his watch, Ren stood up. Yashiro stared at him flabbergasted.
Baka Ren. Why does he always have to be such a gentleman?
"H-hai. I guess we should be getting to the set now."
Ren nodded grinning more naturally now. He opened the door for Yashiro to go out before him, relieved he escaped Yashiro's teasing.
"I mean it's not like you have to worry about competition on Valentine's Day or anything, since Kyoko-chan plans to give you your birthday gift, and will most likely still be apologetic about forgetting your birthday. She'll still be worried that you won't accept her gift, or hate it somehow. So you will be forth most on her mind all of Valentine's Day. Lucky man."
Ren froze in the doorway as Yashiro pranced out of the room like a schoolboy having just played an awesome prank.
Damn it! How does he always do that?
Glancing resignedly at his gifts, he habitually combed his fingers through his hair. His hand briefly tightened around the handle of the door. Under no circumstance did he want Yashiro to know that if Kyoko offered him chocolate, nothing was going to stop him from eating it, even if he had to eat all the chocolates that had been given to him, so as not to offend his own principles. Sighing, he flicked off the lights and shut the door with a click. Yashiro had run off to the car, so the empty hall was filled with his own light taps as he walked out.
I don't think my stomach will be able to take it if she gives me chocolate.
A dark, gloomy light overtook his expression. Sweets and food, never a good combination.
So why do I hope she will make honmei for me?
Resigned to his troubled thoughts, he stepped out the front door into the brilliant sunshine.
Series of Oneshots.
*Honmei- When a girl makes chocolate for the guy she likes.
Sorry, no funny Yashiro in this fic.
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