Here is chapter three! Thank you so much for the reviews, favorites, and alerts, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Also I put in part of Ren's POV, and I plan on doing that a bit more as the story goes on, to be able to see how Ren struggles with himself as Kuon; I hope that doesn't throw you off. Anyways, happy reading!

-LIA

Chapter 3

Ren

"What were you thinking?" I demanded, letting a small percentage of my annoyance seep into my voice.

As always, Takadara-san seemed unfazed from the other line.

"What do you mean, Ren?" he asked.

"You know perfectly well what I mean." I answered stiffly. "Kidnapping. Kyoko. Flamenco dress."

"Ah, yes, that."

I could almost hear him grin from the other line.

"Why-" I began, but was cut off as he spoke.

"Before you go on pouting, let me say that it was the female dancers with me who changed her. I did not do it, so you can calm down."

I paused. Well, at least he didn't change her. But even so. I opened my mouth to retort when I was cut off once more.

"Also, you have to admit that red suits her."

I was silent as the memory of the bright red flamenco dress flooded my mind.

"Your welcome Ren." President Takadara said with a chuckle.

"It is still not proper to have us stranded here in Kyoto-" I began.

"Ah, but you see, you are not stranded. You are in a nice house, with enough food to last you the two-week period that you will be staying there, and you can also go swimming, take a walk around the forest to enjoy nature, and simply relax. It's a nice change to being in the bustling city of Tokyo, no?"

I didn't answer.

"And it is the perfect place to focus on your role."

With that reminder I felt my entire demeanor shift. That's right. I had to do the role. I unconsciously stiffened and put on an indifferent look on my face so that it were as though I was conversing something as banal and mundane as the weather. It was something I had managed to master after so many years.

"Ren," he began, sensing the sudden change in atmosphere and switching to a more serious tone. "You knew you had to face this some day. It's best to do it now, you are still young and there is still hope. Don't let it eat you away until it is too late. This is the perfect opportunity to face you inner demons, away from the eyes of the public."

At this I clenched my fists, the knuckles turning an unnatural white as I forced my breathing to be level.

" . . . And you can also enjoy some quality time with Kyoko while you're there." Takadara-san said, suddenly breaking the tension. "A white dress flowing in the cool breeze, the sun shining on her glowing skin and hair-"

"Takadara-sa-" I warned.

"Have fun." And before I could finish speaking he hung up.

I stared down at the phone in my hand, as though if I stared hard enough, I would be able to send my annoyance to the person that I had previously been conversing with.

With a mighty sigh I shut the phone and set it down on the bedside table, sitting down on the large king-sized bed and rubbing my face with my hands.

Suddenly the memory of Kyoko in a flamenco dress flashed in my mind. I groaned. Red does look good on her. I thought to myself, running a hand through my hair. I'm so weak.

Kyoko

I quickly slid the door behind me, my face turning a deep shade of red as I recalled what had happened just a few minutes before.

~O~

The trip in the helicopter had been pretty short, and when the helicopter finally landed it was greeted with another helicopter that landed right beside the one I was on. From the helicopter emerged Tsuruga-san, his jacket and hair billowing around him. From there the two helicopters had taken off, disappearing into the blue sky and leaving no trace of their existence.

For a few moments I simply stared at Tsuruga-san, and he at me, both of us shocked at what just happened. Tsuruga-san was the sooner to recover, as he cleared his throat and spoke.

"Mogami-san, do you mind telling me what you are wearing?"

It was only then that I looked down at my clothes and saw what they had been replaced with. Instead of the outfit I had been previously wearing, I was now dressed in a bright red flamenco dress with black lace, and red high heels!

I promptly jumped and turned a bright red, ironically matching the hue of the dress, and mumbling to myself.

"How did he change my clothes?" I wondered aloud. It was then that I remembered Tsuruga-san, and forced myself to look up at him. He had a strange look on his face, and I managed to identify the aura around him that appeared when he was angry.

What could he be angry about? I wondered, slightly cowering in the presence of rage. An angry Tsuruga-san was not a good Tsuruga-san.

As I did so I noticed something on the edge of my peripheral vision. I turned my head and noticed that some distance away there was what appeared to be a traditional Japanese-style house.

From there we went inside the house, and were greeted by the president's voice coming from a phone some distance off.

"Hello Ren, Mogami-kun. Now that you are hearing this message, it means that you have reached the house. As you may have guessed, I have prepared this residence where you two shall be staying for the time period of two weeks in order to prepare for your roles. Here you will find all that you need; all food, clothing, and water preparations along with others have been taken care of. Mogami-kun, your room is on the east side of the house, Ren, yours is on the west side. The rest of the house is yours to explore. Please take this time to develop your roles and to enjoy your time here in Kyoto!"

The President's voice vanished from the room, leaving Tsuruga-san and I in silence.

"I-I will go get changed." I said, stuttering over my words as I was reminded once more of what I was wearing. "Goodbye, Tsuruga-san." With a hurried bow I went off onto the east side of the house and began to search the rooms for what would be my room so I could change into a different set of clothes.

~O~

And so here I was, my face the same color as my dress, as I thought of what just happened. I knew this was to help Tsuruga-san but . . . how in the world was I supposed to act towards him now?

~O~

I changed into different clothes and stepped out of my room, deciding that it would be best to familiarize myself with the house. I silently walked down the hallways, now taking time to admire the house for what it was. Everything inside was made of the finest quality and appeared good as new, and yet was still built in the way of the traditional Japanese home, down to even the smallest of details. It would make any architect proud to be able to say that they created it.

It were as though I was taken back in time, and for a time I felt as though I actually were, as I imagined nobles and aristocrats walking through these very hallways. It was then that at the corner of my vision I saw Tsuruga-san, apparently exploring the house as well.

"Good evening Mogami-san."

A bit of a cliffy! XD I love cliff hangers so much, but I won't torture you all by waiting an excessively large amount of time unless it is absolutely necessary. Next is actually living with each other, oh dear. What shall our dear characters do?:D

-LIA