Setsu and Cain stomped out of the set in unison, Cains heavily sleeved arm was wrapped protectively over his sisters tiny shoulders and her delicate fingers hooked through his belt loops. A few cast members shook their heads in disgust at the siblings, Murasame openly grumbled loud enough for the pair to hear but neither of the siblings indicated that they'd heard.
"Oh Nii-san!" Setsu stopped suddenly and looked up at her brother.
"What's wrong?" He looked down at her expectantly. She stood on her tip toes and pecked him on the cheek.
"I left my cell phone in your dressing room. Wait for me."
He sighed and leant against the wall as he watched her walk away with the usual seductive roll of her hips. This sibling role was bad for his self-control. This whole situation wasn't really good for him, The BJ role was so violent it made him revert back to how he felt in those dark days of his past that he had so desperately put behind him. He realised that when he's playing BJ he seems to lose his stream of consciousness and revel in the power he had over other people, he smiles when he slashes at his victims and it takes a while to come down from that bloody high even after the director calls cut. The role of Cain was just as hard on him. Cain's character was just as dark and his temper just as volatile as the Kuon of the past. To make things worse Cain's obsession that came in the form of the leather clad bombshell that is Setsu is his own personal obsession Mogami Kyouko. Yes, his self-control was hanging by the tiniest of threads.
He was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the clack of Setsu's heels at the opposite end of the corridor. He looked up to see her ignoring a persistent blonde guy a few steps behind her. Cain's blood boiled instantly. That bastard Fuwa Sho was trouble. He remained leant against the wall in order to fight the urge to bury the dickhead pop stars face into the floor.
Setsu span around to tell man to get lost. She didn't care who he was she only needed her Nii-san, she had no interest in baby faced Pop stars. She opened her mouth to speak and froze as a leather sleeved arm reached over her shoulder and fisted the collar of Sho's shirt.
"Aaah Nii-san. Just in time." A sly smirk was now firmly set on Setsu's. She studied the popstars scared features and giggled. Inside Kyouko was confused, why was he so scared? Normally he'd just jerk away and say some sarcastic comment but he looked terrified. She turned her head to look at her 'Nii-san' and suddenly understood why. This wasn't Cain that was glaring at his prey over her shoulder, nor was it Ren. His dark eyes were fixed on Sho's as if daring him to move. Kyouko had to do something before Ren seriously hurt Sho.
"Nii-san?" She said softly as she put her hand on his chest to gently push him back. He didn't move, and he gave no indication that he had even heard. His muscles were tensed tight under her hand and they slowly shook with tension. A slow smile crept onto Cain's face. Sho felt like his insides had frozen solid, this guy was a demon.
Setsu stepped between the two men and placed a hand on Cain's face. She called his name but he didn't even see her, his eyes were fixated on his trembling prey behind her. Kyouko started to panic, this wasn't working. She did the only thing left she could do. She pulled her head right next to his and hissed in his ear so that only she and he could hear.
"Ren! Let him go!"
He snatched his fist away from Sho's shirt and jumped back as if he'd been burned. His eyes were wide as he seemed to realise what he was doing. Ren's gaze fell on Kyouko's worried face, her eyes were beginning to tear up. She was out of character; her façade of Setsu was completely discarded. But so was Ren's. Luckily for the two actors Sho never noticed and he began to retreat down the corridor. Ren ignored the fleeing pop star and pulled Kyouko into his chest. She said nothing, she just let him hold her as she felt his body trembling against hers, and she let out a sigh of relief. He had completely lost it a moment ago. Ren's voice cracked as he spoke.
"Arigatou, Mogami-san."
After their disguises had been removed and they'd spoken with jelly and the president Kyouko found herself in the passenger seat of Ren's car. They hadn't mentioned the incident with Sho but naturally the couple's odd mood was noticed by the president. Ren started the engine of his car and the pair sat in silence. The silence was strained as it stretched out, neither of them wanted to mention the 'incident'. The buzzing of Kyouko's phone broke the awkwardness of the quiet. She saw the message on her screen and gasped.
"Tsuruga-san! Sho knows about us being the Heel siblings!" He gently took the phone from her hand and looked at the screen. It read:
Kyouko, we need to talk. Or should I say Sestuka Heel? I'll be waiting.
Ren sighed. This was all his fault.
"Mogami-san, you should stay at mine tonight."
"Eh?" Her head snapped up to meet the serious gaze of her senpai.
"He'll be waiting for you at Daruma-ya. I'm guessing you don't want to speak to him right?" The last part of the sentence was more of a threat than a question in Kyouko's eyes. What had she done to make him mad? She quickly agreed with him and let him take her to his apartment. Once again the journey was spent in silence. As they drew closer to his condo they saw someone leaning next to the door. Ren immediately drove past.
"What is he doing here?!" Kyouko hissed, enraged at Sho's stupidity and persistence. Oh how she wished she'd let Tsuruga-san beat him shitless earlier today. She was mentally slapping him silly. Ren glanced at her and a sighed at her dark expression, he heard her growl "Shoutarou!" under her breath, her obvious killing aura flooding the confines of the sports car.
"Mogami-san I have an idea. Yashiro lives near here. We can stay there tonight."
She snapped out of her mental image of stomping on Sho's face. "Huh? Won't Yashiro-san mind?"
He smiled his gentlemanly smile back at her. "No, I have a spare key anyway. I stayed at his during a stalker incident once."
He silently added that Yashiro would be shamelessly fangirling at the two of them turning up at his door anyway.
"Eeeeh? What stalker incident?"
They were walking towards Yashiro's front door, Ren decided to push the doorbell instead of just enter with the key. If he was alone he would have just walked in but he didn't want to walk in with Mogami. He knew Yashiro had a habit of walking around with his shirt off when he was home. He lifted his eyebrow slightly as he heard shuffling and muffled voices behind the door. Was that a girl's voice he just heard?
A few seconds later the door flung open to reveal a disheveled looking Yashiro. Ren eyed his friend suspiciously. Yashiro's glasses were gone as was his tie; his normally tidy hair was stuck up on one side at an odd angle and a furious blush painted his cheeks. Yashiro fumbled to fasten the top buttons of his crumpled shirt and Ren could swear there was a tiny bit of shiny pink lip gloss on his bottom lip. Ren looked past his friend to see Kotoname Kanae holding Yashiro's tie. He cocked his eyebrow at his friend only to make him blush more.
"Moko-san!" Kyouko exclaimed pushing past Yashiro to bear hug her protesting friend. She was completely oblivious to the suggestive scene that had just played out before her. Ren was about to say they would go somewhere else so as not to disturb them but instead touched his thumb and fore finger to the bridge of his nose when Kyouko entered anyway. Yashiro stood aside to let Ren in. Ren leant in so only Yashiro could hear him and chuckled.
"Oh Yashiro you sly dog you!"
Yashiro stammered and blushed again much to Ren's amusement.
