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"Only in Movies? Fake Love?"

Kahoko's POV:

"Tsukimori," Kira called.

Len was hall-in in his car and turned to look at Kira-kun. Avoiding mygaze. "Yes?" he asked. He still can hold his stern voice and keep his politeness.

Kira-kun took a step forward but, not in the rain. "You are not going to back out in this project." It was a threat in my ears but I can hear the question mark after the sentence as well.

Len looked away and went inside as he started his car and drove away without answering.

"What if he'll back out?" Shimizu asked from the background.

We all faced Kira-kun, Kanazawa-kun and Ousaki-kun.

Kanazawa-kun was the one who answered, "He won't but, surely, this will affect his departure."

"What departure?" the others asked.

Ousaki-kun lowered his gaze. "His stupid father changed his plans and wants him to go back with them after this project end. And never come back here again." He answered.

Even I, his former…partner, didn't know that. So, that's why. He hid everything on me with his smile. There's always hidden behind his facade and I can't still read all of it.

"And there is a possibility that if he won't come back tomorrow, here….you know the reason already." Ousaki-kun added.

I felt my knees tremble and I can't picture not being the partner of Len in this movie anymore. Miyaji just hissed between clenched teeth and glared at the ground.

But, Len, no! No...please come back. Please DO come back...I still love you, how much painful your words were.

No, Len. Don't back out. Fine, I'll avoid you. I'll do it, just don't leave us especially, me. I need to see you again, if that's the lease I can do.

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"Ok, we are dismissed and it's raining hard—I think I'll just call or announce when the filming will start again." Kira-kun uttered and walked away.

We bade goodbye through silent words and went to our own cars. I went in and started the engine as I overly think what happened to Len. Why was he like that and will he come back or back out.

I pressed the gas and then drove back to my residence. My body and eyes in the road but, my mind flying away thinking about something else.

I put my cellphone in the fitted case below the radio of the car and pressed the speed dial for Len's number as I put the earphones in my ears.

After three rings, he picked up the phone and answered, "…Tsukimori,"

"Len," I whispered.

There was a loud intake of air in the other line and a long pause. "…Kahoko, it's you."

"Len, how are you?" I asked.

"I'm fine. Nothing bad happened to me." He answered with emotionless tone.

"Are you backing out in the project?" I blurted out as I spinned the wheel to the left.

He answered after a little moment, "I am still thinking about it."

I smiled to myself because I know that that means he isn't sure at all and there's a possibility he'll come back. "You know," I paused.

"Know what?" he prompted.

I smiled to myself. "You don't resemble your dad at all. You are so…Um," I hesitated as my cheeks reddened.

I almost can see him smirk…ruefully. "I am what?" he teased, but his depressed tone can't be hidden to me. I know him so much to take his bait.

Instead I parked the car in a vacant space for a little while, "I—"

There was a knock in my window and when I opened it, a cop was infront of me. "Y-yes?" I stuttered.

"Huh?" Len asked from the other line.

I removed one of the earphones and smiled. "I'm so sorry."

The cop raised one eyebrow. "May I ask, why you suddenly stopped, Miss?" he asked politely and casually.

Uh-oh. I shrugged, "I got a phone call and parked to answer it. I know that the rule in driving is that—no talking on the phone while driving." I lied.

He eyed me for a moment and Len was silent in the other line as well. "Ok then, I just got suspicious. That's all." He muttered and stride away.

I re-closed the window and exhaled. And placed the earphone back in the available ear. Wrong move, "Are you insane to call me while you are driving towards your residence? What if you got in an accident because of worrying about me? Aren't you thinking at all?" he demanded at once with a growl.

I sighed. "Then, let's meet and I won't do this anymore."

There was a loud crash in the other line.

"Len, what's happening there?" I gasped.

"It's nothing…..the vase…slipped at our maid's hands." He answered. "And Kahoko, we can't meet…I've got something to do."

"But—" he cut me off.

"Goodbye." He bade and hung up.

I let that pass and removed the earphones as I drove back home. I'll give him today, if he won't contact me and let me meet him, I'll go to his residence tomorrow morning. I planned and tried to ease my mind.

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He never called again and today is the tomorrow I was talking about yesterday. I opened my closet and took out a dress and jeans then a coat because it is raining again.

I dressed up and fixed my hair as I put on my coat and went downstairs.

"Kaho, where are you going?" Mom asked from the kitchen.

"Gonna meet someone." I answered.

"Take care," she replied.

I smiled. "Ok!" I responded and ran to my car. I opened the driver's door and got in. I put the key in the ignition then, pressed the gas and drove to Tsukimoris' Residence.

My heart thumped loud and I sure do feel that something bad will happen soon.

On the time I arrived at his residence I can feel the cold atmosphere.

I, with shaky hands, rang the doorbell and Hamai Misa greeted me with a hesitating smile of hers. "Come in and…I'll just call Len," she offered and I did come in.

When I got inside, the whole place is still the same except the flower vase in the table is missing and I noticed that Hamai Misa's left hand is injured and covered with bandage.

She went upstairs and when I was about to sit down I heard yelling.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU WON'T GO ABROAD BEFORE YOUR BIRTHDAY LEN TSUKIMORI? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND OR YOU ARE JUST BECOMING STUPID?" I heard Mr. Tsukimori yelled from near the stairs.

"No, Dad. I am doing my will because I can be a famous violinist by just pursuing this dream here at Japan." Len retorted with unaffected tone.

I remained standing up and gaping at nowhere at the stairs.

"Stop this nonsense, both of you. There's a lady present downstairs." Hamai Misa interfered.

Oh no! "What?" Len gasped.

"Hino Kahoko, she's here for you; I think she is eager to meet you." Hamai Misa muttered.

"You mean the red-head girl who interrupted my meeting with Len in the hospital?" Mr. Tsukimori grunted.

"Don't you dare touch or hurt her again." Len threatened.

No Len!

"Kahoko!" Len shouted from upstairs.

"Y-yes?"

"Get out of here! I already said that you got nothing to do with this! Get out of here or I'll call Lou to force you to do so!" he flared.

What the! "Hell, Len Tsukimori." I retorted.

"Kahoko, GET OUT." He warned.

"IS SHE ONE OF THE REASONS WHY YOU DON'T WANT TO GO? THE HELL SHE'LL GO!" Mr. Tsukimori doesn't mince words does he?

"No. You won't be going downstairs." Len said.

What?

My feet walked, on its own, near the stairs and I looked up to see what Len is doing. Sacrificing.

"DON'T BLOCK MY WAY, MISTER. HECK, I'LL PUSH YOU IF YOU WON'T MOVE ASIDE." Mr. Tsukimori bewared.

"No." Len replied stubbornly and then I heard his mother cry, "LEN!"

My eyed widened seeing Len already in front of me. His head bleeding from falling two flights of stairs and…from being pushed by his brutal father.

I cried and fell on my knees. I picked his head and called Lou, "Lou! Please call an ambulance."

Lou with astounded expression went to the phone and dialed a number.

Hamai Misa hurried and caressed her son's cheek. "Len, wake up."

There was no response and she buried her face in his chest. "Len," she sobbed.

I cried more and Loud nodded as a message that she'd done it.

Len half-opened his eyes and squeezed my hand weakly."Kahoko…you are so stubborn." He scolded. "B-but,"

"Shh," I shushed but he didn't listen.

He smiled. "Don't forget that…I still love you." Those were the last words and he fainted in my arms.

NO!

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After several minutes, we arrived at the hospital and they placed Len in the ER as he got in a surgery in the head and we waited, hopelessly in the waiting area outside.

Mr. Tsukimori didn't come with us and locked himself in his room as Hamai Misa couldn't stop crying in her seat. I stared at the wall like an idiot and sighed.

After few hours, the light went off and the doctor came out removing his gloves and apron covered with blood. My knees felt weak and I remained in my seat as he explained, "There was just a little damage in his skull but there, sadly, there was a small effect in his brain and though the surgery is successful we can't exactly say that he will wake up….soon," paused and eyes us ruefully. "He is in coma."

The time stopped and there was a silence that makes me deaf. My tears—I can't shed them because I want them to pout out when I already held his hand and kissing it.

"C-can we see him?" I stammered.

"We'll place him in a big room later and we'll call you when it is the right time." He answered and walked away.

We patiently waited and, thank God, only 20 minutes and we went in his room. There were many tubes and wires attached to him and his head is covered with bandage as well as his arms, as I know they were sprained for the long fall.

I touched his lips and they are pale. Then his azure hair that is losing its color.

"Len," I called.

His father had done enough but, why won't Len tell him that it hurts him? Not only physically but, emotionally?

His breathing became shallow and it brought tears to my eyes as I watch him suffer.

"Len," I repeated with cracking voice.

There's still no response and I am losing hope.

No...please, why did I even come if I'll be too late?

I cried and kissed the back of his hands as I put his cold palm in my cheek. Hamai Misa just watched her son in corner and planted a kiss in his forehead.

"Recover soon," she whispered.

I intertwined out hands and replied, at last, "I love you too, Len, I still do."

A/N: So, the sneak peek in the last chapter was the last part of this one. Sorry it had gotten so long. But, actually, this is NOT full of drama. Just maybe four chapters and we'll be back in the romance part. I can't bear separating them so, that's the reason I made this chapter.

I know his dad is so cruel but, he wants Len to go abroad sooner or later as he –his father- pleases. He wants his career to be continued by his heir. You can hate him but, you'll like him sooner.

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Sneak Peek:

I caressed her cheek and smiled. She stayed. "Hey, Kahoko." I greeted with my hoarse voice.

Her eyes widened and her smile widened. "You finally woke up."

"I did," I agreed and then as she hugged me, gently, the door opened and when I was about to greet my mother, I was so astonished to see father.

Kaho gasped and blocked him from walking towards me. "No!"

His eyes softened as he saw me in my situation and, for the first time in my cruel life, I saw him cry and shook his head. "I am here to apologize." He muttered and Kahoko looked at me with surprised expression.

"Please, stay." I pleaded to her.

She smiled and nodded. She sat on her usual seat and rested her head beside mine as father stared at us.

"I—"

Is he faking or saying the truth? Find out and then the romance of the true movie will finally be going on.