Disclaimer: I don't own Skip Beat! but it's better that way.
Inspired by Permanent Marker by Taylor Swift. I freaking love this song, I think it's hilarious. I just had to write this story. ShoXMimori (kinda)
Long story short, Mimori had a shit fit, and paid for it.
She had been in Sho's apartment, waiting to surprise him after his photo shoot since she never got to see him anymore. She was starting to fear that he might be avoiding her. She had flirted with the doorman in order to get in. She was lucky that he was a pervy old guy.
She was getting bored with waiting, and her mind wandered to the day two years ago when they had filmed the 'Prisoner' PV. Just the thought of that girl made her mad.
No matter how much she denied it, she was jealous. That plain, unpopular girl got to grow up with Sho, she knew Sho better than she did. They had history. A lot of it.
She needed to distract herself somehow. So she went exploring the apartment. She had never been there; Sho never brought anyone there, it was the only place he could be alone. Only Shoko could get in. She walked into his kitchen, which had basically nothing in it to a personal effect, just some beer cans on the counter, dirty dishes in and near the sink, and leftovers in the fridge.
Moving on, she found his bedroom down a short hallway. Looking back to the front door to make sure that Sho wasn't back yet, she tip-toed in. She saw his unmade bed, a bedside table, a desk covered in half-written songs. His favorite song-writing guitar was on a stand beside the desk. The guitar he used for performances was hanging on the wall with several other guitars he had.
She wandered towards the desk, shuffling through the sheet music, trying not to put anything out of place. That was when she saw a plain, leather bound book underneath the papers. it looked well-worn, like it was constantly looked though. It was a photo album, she saw.
Wanting to know what memories Sho held dear enough to keep photos of, she opened to book. There was an inscription on the first page, in elegant calligraphy that was distinctly feminine. It read, Sho, your father and I hope you are happy with your choices.
Wondering about the strange words, thinking perhaps they were mad that he left home still, she turned to the first page. There were two pictures per page, but one was all it took to make her almost drop the book.
The very first picture in the album was of a smiling little girl with black hair and pig-tails holding onto the arm of a small Sho about the same age. While he pretended to be annoyed that she was clinging onto him, Mimori got the impression that he was still happy.
The picture set the trend for the whole album. All the pictures were of that cheery little girl, always with Sho. As she gradually got older in the photos, Mimori realized that they were pictures of her. Kyoko. They were pictures of their childhood, which he never told Mimori about. If the pictures were any indication, the two were always together, except at school. The last few pictures were from their middle school graduation. Sho was surrounded by girls while Kyoko posed with a couple that must have been Sho's parents.
When she opened the last page, a folded paper fell out. The creases were worn thin, from being folded and unfolded. She opened the page to see a page from a magazine, a full page spread of the actress Kyouko, hair done up, make up professionally done to make her look exquisite, and wearing the most beautiful green full length dress, standing out against the red carpet she was standing on. There were several smaller shots of different angles, to see the dress from all sides. There was a small paragraph at the bottom saying that the dress was designed for her by R Mandy as a gift from her boyfriend, Tsuruga Ren.
She remembered the article, which is why she knew that the next page of the magazine had had a picture of her on Tsuruga's arm, with a brief interview about their going on six-month relationship beneath, and the page after that had showed two pictures of Kyoko accepting her awards, one for best actress, one for best supporting actress. Mimori had been so upset, since her movie debut had been the same year as Kyoko's two movies, but she hadn't been nominated for anything.
At that point, her shit fit began.
The fact that Sho had these pictures of them, and this picture of her made her furious. She wanted to burn the whole album, but she couldn't hurt photos with Sho in them. The magazine page, though, she shredded into pieces, as small as she could make them. Then she took half the pieces and threw them all over the floor. She flushed the other half down the toilet.
Then she pulled out the Sharpie marker she always carried out of her purse. She kept it in order to sign autographs, but unfortunately people didn't ask her often.
She started pulling the first picture out of the album, and drew a big black X through Kyoko's young face, when she suddenly heard a male voice growl, "What are you doing?"
She slowly straightened up and turned back to face Sho. He was furious, and it scared her. She had never seen him so angry for any reason. It seemed like Kyoko was the only reason he ever became emotional.
He walked over and snatched the album from her hands before she could destroy anymore. He saw the shreds on the floor, and didn't want the same fate for the gift his mother had sent him in anger of losing Kyoko as a daughter-in-law.
He wanted to smack her for what she had done, but that made him remember the time he had accidentally hit Kyoko. So, instead, he grabbed Mimori's arm, dragged her through the apartment into the living room and towards the door, while she screamed her protests.
"Sho-chan, please, I'm sorry, please don't be mad, I only did it because I love you! She even told me that I was better suited for you! Let me go, You're hurting me!"
Sho just dragged her to the door and told her not to come back. He could still hear her crying through the door as he walked into his bedroom. He found thirty pieces of the magazine page she had torn. He began idly piecing them back together, before deciding he could just find a new picture online. Then he looked at the picture where she had drawn an X through Kyoko's face. It was his favorite picture, a perfect representation of his childhood.
But it didn't really matter. He had a copy of the photo framed on the wall. He was glad she hadn't noticed it.
Then again, that didn't matter either. Since he would never get Kyoko back. Looking at the big black X across her young face, he knew that if he ripped his aching heart out he would see the big black X that Kyoko had left there in permanent marker. He regretted abandoning her every day of his life.
a/n: Yo, wassup my readas? LOL. I'm in a really good mood for no reason. Anywho, a bunch of avid readers reviewed (EARNING MY UNDYING LOVE) saying that they wanted a part 2 of 'the bucket list.' well, TOUGH. cuz that story ended exactly the way i wanted it to. giving ren enough hope for you all to imagine the happy ending. MWUA HAHA! See what i mean about the good mood? *Breaks down into giggles* REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! ! ! ! Cheers.