Author note: Alot of thanks to Juudaime my beta reader.
Thanks to the ones who took their times and reviewed my story.
Happy reading!
Chapter 8 Big day
Days had passed since that horrible day. Kyoko never met Sho since then. Moreover, Kyoko gained a manager / bodyguard.
To assure Kyoko's safety, Lori hired a multifunctional woman named Kageru. Kageru was a skinny woman, a little taller than Kyoko, but she could kick ass. From the beginning, she was informed of Kyoko's condition, and her role was to assure Kyoko and the baby's safety.
Lori wanted a female for Kyoko's protection in case that bastard came back to stalk Kyoko was in the bathroom. It's been ten days since the attack, and Kyoko was accompanied permanently. When she was at work, Kageru was there with her. At home, there were Ren and his parents.
It was strange at the beginning, but Kyoko discovered that her multifunctional bodyguard was a nice person. Even if that incident had shocked her badly, Kyoko started to get over it. In only one day, she will have her wedding ceremony. That bastard's memory won't linger in her mind much longer.
He lied her down on the couch. They wanted to watch a romantic movie in the intimacy of their home.
No matter how much he would keep her in his arms, no matter how much he would kiss her, no matter how much she would make scream his name in pleasure, he never had enough. He was like a vampire who couldn't stop drinking the delicious blood of his mate.
Ren licked her lower lip to grant him access in her delicious mouth, which she did. His tongue pressed on hers, challenging her into a game of lust and passion. She didn't need words to respond to Ren's actions. She responded to his game with fervor as well.
Kyoko's hands were behind his neck, dragging him down to her mouth. His hands were on her body, trying to reveal the skin hidden by her clothes.
His mouth left hers, and it went to caress her silky skin. He kissed and licked the nape of her neck lightly. Kyoko moaned at his touch. He couldn't have enough of her erotic moans. It was like a drug to him. He was addicted, and he didn't plan on giving up his intoxicating drug.
His lips moved lower to her neck, nibbling at the crook of her neck. He licked and sucked her skin until a faint hickey showed up on her skin. Proud of his work, he moved his playful tongue lower onto her chest. She panted heavily, intoxicated by his actions. He always knew how to please her, how to bring her to the edge, asking for more. He was such a tease sometimes.
Ren unbuttoned her shirt completely and tossed it on the floor, letting her chest be exposed to his hungry eyes and mouth. Ren bent his head over her right breast. He teased her buds through the fabric of her bra while his left hand massaged the other one. His right hand went lower on her body, caressing the skin of her thigh.
At each movement of his, she moaned his name. His skillful hand removed her bra, releasing her small mounds from confinement. Once again, he bent his head to tease them with his tongue and lips.
He added pressure to her nipple, and she arched her back in response, wanting more. His right hand spread her legs slightly, enough for him to roam his hand on her inner thigh and farther between her folds. Ren groaned when his hand felt her dampness. Slightly, he moved his hand into her pants to feel her bare skin under his touch while his mouth and left hand teased her breasts over and over again.
"Ah…Ren…" she moaned his name in pleasure as he inserted his middle finger in her slick opening.
With shaky hands, she started to unbutton his shirt. She moved her hands from his waist, over his chest, and stopped at his broad shoulders. She used his shoulders as support to raise herself up, deepening his thrusting finger in her womanhood.
"Ren, please…" she whimpered, begging him.
"Please what? What do you want?" he asked teasingly.
"You know what…ah…" she couldn't bring her words to life when his skillful fingers maneuvered into her female spot. "Please, Ren, take me…"
"Take you where?" he asked again before crushing his mouth over hers.
Their tongues engaged again in that game of lust and passion that Kyoko loved so much. His skillful fingers never stopped their ministration while his mouth was busy.
She broke the kiss, needing air. She took advantage of this to finish her sentence.
"Take me to Heaven!"
He crushed his mouth over hers again, engulfing her pleasurable moans.
After he brought her breathless state, he released her. Ren removed her remaining clothes. His eyes lingered upon seeing her naked body on his couch, begging for pleasure. Her cheeks were flush, her breathing was heavy, and her small breasts were begging for attention.
He will bring her to Heaven, and he will come with her. With a quick movement, he removed his clothes too. Kyoko spread her legs slightly, calling for Ren. He smirked at her invitation. He towered over her naked frame. Ren crushed his lips on hers, and his hands parted her legs wider, placing himself between her thighs. He was hard, she was wet and begging for his throbbing length to impale her cavern.
He teased her enough with his hands, with his mouth, with his tongue. He had to feel the ultimate pleasure: to dive his shaft into her welcoming cavern. And he did so. With a fluid motion, he was completely inside her. He moved inside of her slowly. Since they found that she is pregnant, their love making sessions have become gentle. Kyoko wanted to scream faster, harder, but even with that slow pace, he brought her to Heaven.
Kyoko found pleasure in that slow pace. She had time to bask her eyes on his body. She had time to roam her hands over his body, making his groans louder. She felt a familiar feeling building in her lower stomach. She was close to her climax. Ren noticed her increasing screams and panting, and he knew she was close; he was close too. He thrust few more times before reaching their climax together.
Ren fell over her body, catching his breath. A little after that, he shifted their position. He pulled Kyoko over him. At the edge of the couch, he saw a blanket and rolled it over her to keep her warm.
Kyoko's head was resting on his chest, listening his heart beat. Ren's left hand was around her waist while the other one caressed her face.
Kyoko's left hand touched his chin. "Neh, Ren… What do you love about me?" she wanted to know what a man like him could see in a plain girl like her. She wanted to know how it was possible for a man like him, gorgeous with thousand of females fans, to belong solely to her.
"What do I love? Mh… where should I start? I love everything about you," he declared proudly.
"That's all? What is everything?"
"Well, I like your eyes, your nose, and your lips. I like when you smile at me. I like when you do that pouting face of yours. That is so adorable."
Kyoko lifted up her head to see him. "You like my pouting face? What kind of man likes that?"
"Probably me. I am a strange man. I like when you scold me for my eating habits. I like it when you say my name."
"Is that all?"
"Am I allowed to say perverted things?" Ren chuckled when he asked.
Kyoko nodded.
"I like they way you look after your first release. You are hot, and that makes me want you more. I like how your lips plead to be kissed by me. I like how you squirm beneath me when you are a prey under my hands. I like when you scream my name in pleasure and ask for more. I am glad to know I am not the only one who can't get enough of you."
"You really are a perverted man."
Ren laughed. "When you love someone, you love everything about them, even their flaws. But you, what do you love about me?" it was Ren's turn to ask.
Kyoko's watched his eyes carefully. Gently, she caressed his hair. "I like your hair, it is silky. I like when you smile at me. Your heavenly smile melts all my grudges. I like when you say my name. Many people have said my name before you, but you, when you do it, I feel the love you carry for me. Your voice is filled with adoration when you say it. That makes me feel loved."
Kyoko closed her lips to his to give him a chaste kiss. "I like when you kiss me. I like when you hold me in your arms; I feel safe. I like it when you do that puppy face. All I want to do then is to pamper you more."
She pressed her mouth on his again, prolonging the kiss. Ren parted his lips when she asked for entrance. They kissed for minutes, their tongues engaged in an erotic dance. Kyoko was the one who broke the kiss.
"Ren, promise me you will love me this much twenty-five years from now."
"I can't."
Her heart seemed to stop beating.
"Because, each day I will love you more than the previous one. Twenty-five years later, I will love you more than I do now. Don't ask for something impossible."
Her heart started to beat again. She was relieved to hear his answer. "For a second, you scared me. I thought you don't love me the way I love you."
Ren kissed her on her forehead.
"I am glad I am the only woman you love."
"But you aren't the only girl in my heart. I love one much similar to you."
Her heart seemed to stop beating again.
"My love is divided equally between you and the princess from your tummy."
Kyoko laughed. "You scared me again. But I am sure I am the unique girl in your heart since I am carrying a prince."
"Well, we will see."
"I am sure I have a prince, not a princess," she pouted.
" Let's make a deal. If it's a girl, I will choose the name, and if it's a boy, you will do it."
"Did you think of a name?"
"I am positive sure my Princess Ayame is in your tummy."
"Ayame… Hizuri Ayame… I like it!"
Wedding day
The day when Kyoko will wear her lovely, white dress finally came. Kyoko was woken up at seven AM by Julie. They had a lot of things to prepare.
At twelve PM, Ren and Kyoko had their appointment at church. Until then, Kyoko's hair must be ready; she must be dressed.
Kyoko prepared for the wedding at Lori's house. His house will be the place for reception too. Kanae was chosen to be Kyoko's maid of honor. Her role as a maid of honor was to prepare the bride for wedding; her role was to dress the bride.
"Stay still Kyoko or else I can't dress you. Do you want to get to the church?"
"I am nervous. It's the first time I am wearing such a pretty dress," when Kyoko decided to order the dress, she decided to be princess style.
In her satin white dress, with left shoulder, with a corset that had beaded embroideries and applications in both front and rear, with a skirt that had the same embroidery and beads to the bodice applications but had hand-made flower to the back, with a skirt chapel style, Kyoko felt like a princess.
"It's your wedding day…Sorry, is it correct if I say wedding day? Because you married three month ago, it's weird to say wedding day," Kanae wanted to tease Kyoko.
"It is my first religious ceremony, so… yes, it's my wedding day. Do you have the wedding rings?" Kyoko asked.
"Yes, when the time comes, I will give them to the priest. Don't worry! Everything will be okay."
All morning Kyoko was agitated. She wanted everything to be perfect.
"Now, do a pirouette!" Kanae told Kyoko.
And she did so.
"You are the most beautiful princess bride. Ren will adore you," Kanae told her with a warm voice.
Since she was little, she dreamed of this day. The day when she will be in front of the altar with her prince on her right side, being united for eternity in front of God.
Having that golden crown on her head made her feel like she was a queen. For three months, she bore her wedding ring, but from today it will be different. Before it was just a ring, but today onward, it was a sacred ring.
A year and half ago, she thought her dream never would come true, but she was so wrong. For months, she refused to open her eyes and see her charming prince. But like in fairy tales, her prince's kiss awaken her from her slumber. The kiss she shared with Ren made her eyes open, made her raise the mist up from her eyes, and for the first time in her life, see clearly.
For the first time, she feel blessed to have him; she was blessed to have caring parents. She was blessed to have close friends such as Kanae and Yashiro. She was blessed to have a man like Takarada Lori on her side, the man who saw through her from the beginning and decided to give her a chance to re-discover human emotions.
If it wasn't for him and his stupid Love Me idea, she wouldn't have gotten close with Ren and, Moko wouldn't be her best friend; she wouldn't have become friends with Maria.
Even if he played with her feelings, it was impossible to not forgive him. She learned something in her time spent in Love Me section; she learned to forgive her loves ones. Even if his game was harsh, he never intended to make her suffer. He just wanted to open her eyes. Lori and her sensei were the ones who put the base on her happiness; they were the ones who pushed her to it.
The wedding reception had fifty people. They invited a few friends from Dark Moon, Love Me members, some close friends of Ren Kijima, Yashiro and director Shinkai, and few members from LME. The rest of the guests were family members, most of them were Ren's. Kyoko didn't have one single blood relative, but she wasn't sad. For her, the couple whose house she stayed at until three months ago were her parents.
They gave her love that her real mother didn't. When she was sad or at the edge of despair, they were the ones who helped her break her wall. When she met them, she felt loved for the first time in her life. They never asked for anything in return. Kyoko's happiness was absolute.
The reception started with the groom's waltz. They took dance lessons, with Julie and Kuu being their teachers. They spun around. The guests applaud, and the photographers took pictures. Her dream wedding day wouldn't linger just in hers or Ren's memory, it will stay in those photos.
Ren wanted to keep her in his arms all day. He wanted to dance with her nonstop, but it wasn't possible. Many guests wanted their share as well. The first was Taisho.
"May I?" he asked politely. "I want to dance with my child," he said to the man who stole her from his care.
"Of course," Ren answered. "I will go to dance with Okami-san."
Taisho was surprised. This top actor thought of his wife, a common woman as his mother.
"He's a good boy," Taisho said to Kyoko while he spun her around. "If he weren't appropriate for you, I wouldn't have agreed to this."
"He's my prince charming."
They spun around a few times before their dance finished. Taisho embraced Kyoko tightly.
"You're my cute child. The day when you entered my house, you were a daughter to me. If someone is hurting you, you can come and tell me. A father's duty is to protect his child. Don't be ashamed of me or Okami-san. I was a little hurt when you didn't tell me about that person."
When he first heard about that person and his criminal act against Kyoko, he was a mountain of nerves for a week. For a whole week, he searched his kitchen knives, but he couldn't find any. A whole week, Okami-san tried to reasoned with him. After days of efforts, Taisho declared Fuwa Sho's presence was prohibited in the restaurant.
"Okay Oto-san. From now on, I will tell you and Oka-san everything."
Taisho eyes lightened when he heard her for the first time calling him father. It sounded good.
"When the little one comes into this world, announce it to us. We will be there."
"I will," Kyoko said before to go to another man arms to dance.
Everything went okay for Ren. He was married to the woman of his dreams, he was surrounded by friends. But his heart stopped to beat when he heard uncle Tiger's announcement:
"The bride was stolen."
Ren wanted to check. Kyoko was nowhere to be found. He looked after Kanae; maybe she knows something, but she wasn't there. He tried to find Momose-san and Yashiro, but they weren't there either.
"Calm down Ren," Lory said to him. "She's probably in the bathroom, and Uncle Tiger just said it as a joke," he tried to assure Ren.
He waited; the guest waited for Kyoko's return for fifteen minutes, but she was nowhere to be found. He wanted to go search for her but stopped when he saw Yashiro. In Yashiro's right hand he saw a white shoe. It belonged to Kyoko. Yashiro went straight to uncle Tiger and took his microphone.
"I stole the bride. If you want her back," he looked at Ren, "you must pay."
Ren was dumbfounded. He looked at Yashiro and couldn't believe what he heard. Did he said I must pay to take my wife back?
"Pay the price I want, and she will be yours again," Yashiro continued.
Ren decided to enter in his game. "How much?"
"Two bottles of champagne and two bottles of whiskey and sing a song love, and she is all yours."
Ren chuckled. "Deal. Now give her back."
"You think everything is okay?" asked the bride. "Maybe he won't bite this joke."
"Don't worry. Everything will be okay. You're an actress. Just do your role as a bride," said the dark- haired woman.
The bride nodded in agreement.
Ren saw the bride coming with her veil covering her face. But something wasn't right. Her walk was different.
"Here's your bride. You must dance a waltz with her," said Yashiro.
Ren approached the bride and removed her veil. Ren laughed when he saw the bride's face.
"Yashiro-san, I know you like to do pranks, but Momose-san isn't the bride I paid for. Can you bring the real one?"
"Isn't Momose-san enough beautiful enough to be a bride?"
Ren looked at the fake bride. "Momose-san, don't get me wrong. You're beautiful; any man would be lucky to have you as his bride, but you aren't my bride."
"Dance a waltz with her, and the next bride will be the real one," Yashiro demanded to Ren.
At least Ren could play the game Yashiro started. So he danced with the fake bride.
After he paid for his bride and danced with the fake one, Yashiro finally retrieved the real one and gave her to her husband. Ren paid the booze already; he just had to accomplish another tiny part of their deal: the love song. Ren took the microphone from uncle Tiger and started to sing.
He didn't have a great voice, but the song lyrics and the love he put into that song entered her heart, never wanting to leave. A well known star couldn't make her feel more emotions than Ren's baritone voice did.
Don't ever take your love from me
You can take from me everything I hold most dear in the world
You can take from me the days, the nights and the years if you want
Leave me alone in a certain place
From where I can't ever return to mine (*folks)
But don't ever take your love from me
But don't ever take your love from me.
You can make me one with the earth
Step on me a thousand times
Tear me with your teeth and then summon the wind
Scatter my body in a thousand rays
But don't ever take your love from me
But don't ever take your love from me…
Because I'll die from missing you
Because I'll die from missing you
Because I'll die from missing you
And the days will be again as they were before
From missing you, yes, yes, from missing you.
You can pour me into a glass of water
Or forget me at the bottom of the sea among predatory fish
Leave me to float on a wave in the Dead Sea
Or fall slowly from the sky with the rain
But don't ever take your love from me
But don't ever take your love from me.
The guests applauded after Ren's performance. Immediately after he finished, he hurried to kiss her rosy lips. Guests giggled, but the happy couple forgot about their presence. All they wanted to do was convey their feelings through a simple long kiss.
Their wedding party was near the end. They cut the cake, and it was time for the bride to take her veil off. Okami-san, being the godmother, had this role. At the end of it, she put on the bride's head a white hat.
The guests waited for the moment when the bride would throw her bouquet. All unmarried women waited for the big event. Among them was a dark hair girl who wanted to skip it, but Lori's glare stopped her. Traditionally, the one who will catch the bouquet will marry next. Kanae wasn't a superstitious person, but even she had her limits. She was at weddings before, and all the women who caught the bouquet were the ones who married next.
Maybe it won't be me. Maybe it won't be me.Kanae mumbled in her mind.
Kyoko throw her bouquet to the person who was afraid of it the most, Moko-san. Even if she didn't want to catch it, she attracted that bouquet like a magnet.
Kyoko had her bride moment; she threw her bouquet. Now it was Ren's turn to follow the tradition. The first thing he had to do was to take off the garter from his bride.
Ren waited for this moment all night. He took off the garter with his teeth from his bride's thigh. Kyoko sat on a chair. Her groom lifted her dress to reveal her leg. Before making his next move, he gave her a smirked. Kyoko blushed. The emperor was the one smiling, not Ren.
Ren put his head under her dress; a dress that hid his actions: licking her leg from her calf to her thigh, nibbling on her skin with his teeth, and kissing and sucking on her skin until a hickey took form. Kyoko could barely maintain her composure. Only after he did his job, he decided to accomplish his second part of his task. Slowly, with his teeth he took off the lovely item. He threw it after with the same millimeter-wave to his best friend: Yashiro.
They were on their way to the mansion where they will spend the next ten days. They took the plane to Hokkaido, their honeymoon place. Initially, Ren wanted a honeymoon in Paris, but due to Kyoko's condition and long ride, they decided for Hokkaido.
They will stay in a secluded house which belonged to Lori. He was more than please to provide the "playful" place for his lovey-dovey couple. Ren waited in the bedroom for his bride to come out. He wanted to take a shower with her, but she insisted strongly not to.
"If you come in, you will ruin my surprise. Wait there you, horny man."
Ren sighed. Am I really a horny man? This is her image ofme? Well, it's true. I am all horny when I see her or when she tip-toes to kiss me.
His mental conversation was stopped by a slim figure standing at the door frame. Ren thought she was going to come out dressed in sexy lingerie, and he'd ripped it with his teeth.
But no, she was actually clothed. She was wearing a high school uniform, a sexy one with an incredibly short skirt. Her sexy cute outfit screamed "take me off."
"Sensei? Today, I was naughty," she said using an innocent tone. "I didn't do my homework."
Ren smirked. She wants to play…
"Naughty girl, you must be punished," Ren got up from the bed and came closer to her.
He bent his head towards her, his lips were at her ear. "You were very naughty. If you want me to forgive you, you must obey me and do your homework…" he licked her ear lobe.
"I will do whatever you want, sensei. I am your," Kyoko couldn't finish her sentence. Suddenly she found herself being thrown on the bed mattress.
In a matter of seconds, she lost her tie, and her wrists were tied up above her head with that tie. He crushed his lips onto hers. Her cute high school uniform disappeared like magic. This was the start of ten days of playing.
Author note: The lyrics doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Holograf. I found the lyrics on internet (were translated from my native language to english). Maybe for you the lyrics are strange and don't rime, but in my language it rimes.
Initialy I tried to describe an orthodox religious ceremony, but it sound more like an explanation, not a story, so I decided to focus on Kyoko's feelings during the ceremony.
In my country, is a tradition for the bride to be stolen from her wedding. The groom ofc knows his bride will be stolen, but he can't do anything about it. He's too busy with the guest, that for a moment his bride isn't on his sight anymore. Ofc he must pay to take her back, and that price include booz.