Hello everyone! Presenting part 3 of "Time to Suck out the Poison"! Thanks for sticking with the story, and I hope you all like how this one plays out! Will try to update soon! Reviews are more than appreciated.

Sho shook his head clear and scoffed. "I had nothing better to do."

He then sat down on the edge of the fountain, refusing to meet her gaze. His heart was beating spasmodically and he needed some time to adjust. Never before in his life had he seen Kyoko look so alluring, except for that one time at his video shoot, but that was because of the immaculate make-up and costume that she was wearing…at least that was what he told himself then. This time, however, Sho couldn't deny it. It was completely and naturally her.

Kyoko smiled at his tone of voice and sat down, putting enough distance between the two them. She folded her hands in her lap and stared at the empty forest ahead. "Whatever the reason, thank you for coming anyway."

Sho didn't reply.

They remained silent for what seemed an extremely long time until he finally cracked.

"Why the hell did you ask me to come here?"

Kyoko laughed. "You never take it slow, do you?" she asked shaking her head. She expected this from him though. He was never one to wait. And after living with him for so many years, she could anticipate every single one of Sho's moves…although there was one GLARING exception.

Sho grinded his teeth together. He didn't know why he was getting so irritated. She wasn't even yelling at him or being rude. In fact, she was acting more civil towards him than ever before, but he found it extremely difficult to calmly speak to her like a human being.

"But you're right," she began gently after a while. "I should just get on with it."

He raised his head to look up at her. To his surprise, Kyoko's facial expression changed drastically. Instead of the out-right annoyance that she felt whenever she laid eyes on him, Sho realized that she seemed distraught. Unconsciously, she was squeezing her hands tightly together as if whatever she was going to say was going to cause great harm.

Letting out a long sigh, she asked, "How long has it been, Sho?"

"How long has what been?"

Kyoko met his astonished gaze with a cool, calm expression. "When you told me what I really meant to you."

He gulped. Sho had no idea how to respond. He knew exactly what she was talking about, but he refused to acknowledge it. He wasn't going to give in that easily. "How should I know? Memories fade and things of unimportance don't stick with me. I have better things to think about."

Expecting her to blow up, Sho smirked. He was more than ready for her fury; it was almost accurate to say he enjoyed it when she was mad. Kyoko was most entertaining at times like those.

But suddenly, his blood ran cold when he saw her smile sadly, looking down at her lap once more.

"I envy you," she whispered quietly. "If only I could forget…"

This was bad. The situation was nothing like Sho could have ever expected. Every move she was making was catching him off guard. He was practically spinning from confusion. Sho didn't understand it at all. Why was she talking like this! Why was she acting so strange!

"Okay, I'm sick and tired of this bull-shit," Sho said angrily as he stood up, looming over Kyoko. "What the hell is going on? Ever since that damn incident, you wouldn't even spit at me, let alone look at me and now all of a sudden, you're talking to me as if we're great, old friends. Just get on with what you want to say instead of trying to confuse the hell out of me!"

Finally, Kyoko started to get annoyed. With the blood rushing to her face, she sneered, "What's the matter, Sho? Is the memory still raw for you? Why don't you tell me exactly what you mean by incident?"

Clenching his fists, Sho scowled at the woman glaring up at him. She was doing a great job at aggravating him and he was afraid that he was going to do or say something he would regret later.

But as his hands squeezed tightly together, he realized he was still holding the newspaper in his hand. Looking down at it, he could feel the anger return tenfold. He finally understood exactly why she was here and he would be damned to give her the satisfaction of winning one over him.

Throwing the tabloid onto her lap, he asked, "This is why you came right? To shove it in my face?"

Kyoko looked down. It was last week's newspaper and by far the most talked about issue in Japan ever since it was published. Plastered on the front page with a huge headliner was a large photo with none other than Tsuruga Ren, smiling tenderly at a young woman who he held in his arms. The subtitle below read: Japan's most revered and sought-after actor finds love on the set of Dark Moon.

Staring at her joyful face in the picture, Kyoko couldn't believe that it was the same person. Never in her life did she expect things to turn out like this. Published for the whole country to see, was a love that she had for a man who not only cared for her deeply, but also healed the wounds she thought would never disappear.

Remembering that Sho was still staring at her, Kyoko looked up at him. With hardened eyes, she replied, "What does me having a relationship have anything to do with you?"

"You're trying to prove to me that you don't need me, aren't you? But you know what, I don't give a damn, Kyoko! Go and frolic with that pretty boy of yours. It means nothing to me anyway!"

Kyoko stood up. If it was possible to see, a black, sinister aura would have been swirling around her like a dark mist as she took one step toward Sho.

Clearly sensing that he crossed the line, he took a step backward and instinctively raised one hand up as a shield from the crackling electricity that was directed towards him.

"Don't you dare speak about him that way," Kyoko said menacingly. "This is between you and me. Leave him out of it."

Sucking in a breath, Sho straightened himself up and sneered. "You're lying. This does involve him. It's why you came here. I can tell something is disrupting that wonderful paradise of yours and you're here to fix it. Face it, Kyoko. You don't love him."

Clenching her fists, she shook her head. "You have no idea how I feel."

"I know you better than you think. If you don't recall, we shared a household before." He laughed. "But I don't think you could ever forget that."

If there was any reason for Kyoko to lash out at someone, Sho would have been the perfect candidate. The fury that was rolling off of her caused her knees to shake and her body to tremble. She had never been so angry in her life. Partly, because Kyoko despised that damn ego of his, but also, because she knew he was right.

No matter how much she loved Ren, there was something that was in the way. And she couldn't blame it all on Sho. It was her fault for not being able to rid herself of it. Kyoko was the one who held onto the bitter past. She was the one who had a hard time letting go. And now, it was destroying the one thing that was keeping her happy.

Gritting her teeth together, Kyoko sat herself back down. She needed to calm herself. This wasn't how she wanted to start this conversation. After acting for so long, Kyoko knew that she had it in her to change her mindset; so breathing in deeply, she allowed her shoulders to slump a little bit as she collected her thoughts.

Sho, on the other hand, took it as a sign of defeat and triumphantly smiled at his victory. He always knew exactly what to say to tick her off. Even though they haven't seen each other in a while, nobody understood Kyoko like he did.

Realizing that she was giving up, he sat down and looked up at the sky. "I knew it. I knew I was—"

"Stop."

Sho turned his head.

Kyoko wasn't glaring anymore, but the look on her face was grave and serious. The frustration was still there, but it was the kind that made you nervous and anxious about what was looming ahead.

She looked out of the corner of her eye and replied, "You're right about one thing. There is something wrong between Ren and me right now. But it has nothing to do with the fact about not loving him. In fact, I'm not ashamed to say that I need him more than I ever needed anyone else in my life."

Feeling his heart constrict at how easily she pronounced his real name and her feelings for him, Sho clenched his teeth and said, "Look, I don't need all the damn details of—"

"It's you."

Sho froze.

"What?"

Kyoko faced him. "You're getting in the way."

"And what the hell does that mean?"

Laughing darkly, she replied, "It means I'm done, Sho."

"Done with what?" he spat heatedly.

"Done with you."