It can't be. She is supposed to be in the suit! It's all he can do to not just start peppering them both with questions. When he gets up to them, she turns and she is the genuine article. Then who is in the suit? The bird salutes him. "Yo! Long time no see, Tsuruga."

"Hi...Bo."

"When Kyoko-san here said you wanted to see me, I was shocked. Now tell me, why would you want to see someone who laughs at you?"

"You laugh at him? When?" Kyoko looks over at Ren. "Why would you keep a friend like that?"

"Oh, well, he doesn't really-"

"Tentekomai?" Ren shuts up and looks at Bo as Bo looks at the ceiling, looking innocent. What's going on here? "So, what can I do for you?" The rooster continues.

"I just wanted you two to meet since you helped me back then."

"Oh. Okay. Did you already know we work together?"

"No. I hadn't."

"Well then." They stand in silence as Ren just stares at the rooster. It's pretty awkward as both the rooster and Kyoko wait for Tsuruga to speak. When he doesn't, the guy in the costume wishes to leave, so he does. "If there is nothing else, I'll be going. I gotta get out of this suit." The rooster walks away from the pair and back to the dressing room.

The two walk out to the parking garage and get in the car. Once behind the wheel, Ren let's out a sigh reminiscent of when the two were pretending to play from Dark Moon and she had to start over. The NG sigh slithers down her spine and she shies away from the feeling. He starts up the car eventually and pulls out of the garage and heads to LME. She doesn't ask questions as they pull up and wordlessly follows him inside, half wary of him and half anxious about meeting Kuon. He stops in the elevator, not pushing a button for any floor. "You know, I had planned to make this easier on you. I really did. It was going to be a good, calm thing, but you went and make it difficult when you did that. And so flawlessly too, without any planning or anything." He punches the button for the president's floor with a little more than the necessary force. "But I can't help you with that part of it now." They get to the office and he leads her in without knocking where a giant screen and popcorn machine are in place with a whole bunch of pillows, blankets, and oversized beanbags are on the floor. The president and his manservant are at the ready as they walk in. "I took the liberty of getting this ready for you with the president's help as you wait. However, the president and I have business to discuss, so you'll be watching this movie with Sebastian until he comes."

"You had this planned?" She looks up to him.

"Not for long, but the president was good for the time and lent his creative...gift."

"But you aren't going to watch it with me?" Her eyes are shiny and he just wants to agree and have a date with her, but he shakes his head.

"No, I have to get this done. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. We'll just have to do this sometime then. Although, I'd hate for you to go through this much trouble, so maybe just at movie at home would be better than setting a whole theatre up." I like the sound of that. Not 'your' home or 'my' home...just 'home'. And a date? No way am I turning that down.

"That sounds like a good plan, Mogami-san. Now go on. Have fun." She smiles at him and goes over to the giant bag, barely making much of a dent as she sits on it like a normal chair. It was probably big enough to fit them both, which was probably the president's idea. He and the president walk out to an adjoining office area as the lights dim, making her gasp in awe as twinkling lights make their appearance up above like stars.

"What are you doing, son?" The president asks as soon as the door shuts.

"I'm telling her."

The president just stares at him. "You are? Why?"

"Because...she deserves to know. I need to tell her. It has gone on long enough, boss."

"So are you going public?"

"No, not yet. It really depends on what happens with her."

"Noted." The president relaxes his stance ad sits against the desk. "So! What was going on the phone with Yashiro? You had another person at your place last night? Named Kuon?"

"It's sort of hard to explain..." Any time I try to think about it, it boggles my mind, so I'm sure explaining won't be that easy either.

"You can do your best."

"I can't even wrap my head around it well. It was weird. I don't thing it was as bad as the Twilight Zone, but it surely was pretty unusual."

"I've seen plenty of weird. Try me."

Ren closes his eyes. "I will while Ms. Woods does what I came here for." So they head to the bathroom/salon area and she gets to work. Ren closes his eyes and slips into English. "There was no guy named Kuon last night. It was only me and Kyoko."

The president follows suit on the English portion as he lounges on a spare hairdresser chair. "But Yashiro said it didn't even sound like her, and that you had said she was resting and whatever."

"Well, she was. She doesn't even remember any of last night."

"So who answered the phone?"

"Kuon and I did."

"Start talking sense, Ren, because the last time I thought I knew anything, you were the only Kuon I know."

"That's because you never met her," Ren sighs. "Remember when dad was here and Kyoko was looking after him and he gave her some acting practice as his 'son'?"

"How can I not? I never stop hearing about his special son. I think he calls me three times a week to ask about him. On the days he doesn't call me about him, he calls me about you, so I talk to him every day. What about it?"

"That's who was up with me last night. Well, most of the night," he corrects himself, "Natsu was there too, at the beginning."

"Still not making sense."

"Kyoko was technically there, but she wasn't really conscious."

"How is that possible?"

"I'm not sure. She is just really good at making characters. They have lives of their own."

"Anyone can see that in set-"

"I mean literally. If she weren't an actor and used them for her job, she could be checked into the closest psych ward for schizophrenia or something. Multi personality disorder. They were different than when other people are in character. I could hardly think that Kyoko had anything to do with them." The president opens his mouth to speak, but Ren goes on. "Her Kuon was so accurate it was borderline scary. I thought dad showed her videos or something, but he hadn't had the chance to. Voice, mannerisms, intellect...I wouldn't be surprised if her physical abilities changed with each character."

"That's almost unreal." Says the flamboyant cosplaying president who turns his office into a desert on a whim. "So she let them control her?"

"That's the thing! She was too tired to even notice what was going on. She was asleep and even having other dreams when Natsu woke her up!"

"So she really is a nutcase?"

"At times it's hard to realise how things work according to her, so yes?"

"But you still love her?"

"Without a doubt. And she loves me too," the president looks up, shocked by Ren's words, "but I can't go further until she knows about all of me. I'd feel too guilty."

"I presume you found out she loves you from these characters?"

"I also found out that you knew too. That you found out while we were Setsu and Cain and got her to admit it here in your office the time we met after."

"With how she felt about it. I didn't think she would tell you-"

"She didn't." Ren clarifies. "Her Kuon did. And her Kuon used what she knew and found out that I was the real Kuon. I have to tell her before she gets it herself or she will take it all the wrong way. She would think..." He gives up the chain of thought and stops talking, feeling Ms. Woods bring back his natural hair. The president holds his questions, sensing the running nerves in the boy.

When it's all done and the brown wig was secure. Ren hesitates at the door. "Can you have my parents in standby? I don't think it will be necessary, but dad might be able to help."

"Son, they have been on standby for the last six years, maybe more."

"Good." Ren walks back into the office where the last part of the movie was still playing, Kyoko still sitting up in her seat, eyes transfixed to the screen. He closes his eyes in contemplation. I have an idea of how it'll go, but she tends to be notorious for going against what people think of her. Although, it would be wonderful if she reacted how one would want... Ren takes the time for a little daydream about how that would be.

He smiles and sits beside her, the beanbag making her lean into him. She, however, barely notices his presence. "Do you like the movie, Mogami-san?"

"It's a wonderful movie, Tsuruga-san! You should watch it next time." Her eyes flit to him briefly before looking at the screen again as the prince character runs on his horse after the 'bandits' who has his girl.

"I'll have to see if I can borrow it from the president and we can watch it back at the apartment."

"I hope so. I'd make some snacks for us that aren't so salty then." He looks at the bowl of popcorn in her lap that barely looks touched and smiles.

"Can I recommend fondue?"

"Anything you want, yes," she distractingly says before gasping at the sight of the prince being shot by the now retreating bandits, that were revealed to be the neighbouring king's knights, while the princess stands beside him. I could make a mile long list of what I want, but it would all just boil down to you, he thinks as tears are streaming down her face because of the scene before her. He leans back onto his hands and openly watches her watch the movie, loving it when she realises the prince didn't die and the princess gets her happy ending.

When the movie is done, the lights slowly turn on and she looks beside her for the first real time. She blinks a few times, then actually rubs her eyes before blinking again. "Tsuruga-san?"

"Kuon, Kyoko-chan."

He watches her openly pinch her forearm and flinch at the pain. "It's you?"

"Yes, Kyoko-chan, it's me." She reaches out carefully to his face as he looks into her eyes. "Ouch!" A sudden, sharp pain on his cheek causes him to jerk back and his hand to fly up to it, capturing Kyoko's hand with a clap, all on instinct as if he were ridding the world of one more mosquito. "You don't have to pinch me too, you know. And if you do normally pinch yourself this hard, please stop."

"You, Tsuruga-san, are Corn? Are Kuon?"

"Yes," he admits.

"This whole time?"

"Well, I only became Tsuruga Ren after I was fifteen. When I was ten I was still Kuon."

"So Corn?"

"I didn't have the heart to correct you in how to say my name. You were six and thought I was a fairy. You believed in me." She wiggles her fingers from his hand and gingerly touches his hair as if it were real, spun gold. She pets his hair when he doesn't move away.

"The same person...same..." Her eyes become a little unfocused as her hand slowly stills in her hair and he can tell she's thinking as she processes the information. "Why didn't you tell me? When did you know?"

"I found out when your stone fell down the stairs at LME that one time with Sawara-san. The stone is pretty unique, so I couldn't mistake it. As for why I didn't tell you...it's kind of like a 'Bo' thing, but for much longer."

"Bo?" Her eyes widen at the name and he can almost feel an invisible, pulsing and impenetrable wall go up.

"I don't know how you pulled it off earlier, but I know you are Bo, Kyoko, so don't deny it. And before you start doing something weird, it's fine. I'm not mad, and I'm not embarrassed about getting advice from you."

"You're not?" Her eyes look at him closely for a lie or a weak point, but there isn't even one sparkle coming off of him. Her curiosity breaks the feeling of a wall. "How long have you known?"

"Last night," he answers, "um, you seem to be taking all of this more calmly than I originally thought you would."

"Maybe it hasn't sunk in yet," she says quietly.

"You seemed off from your normal self earlier too," he says, hushing his own voice to match hers.

"Is it bad?"

"No, it's just different than I was picturing."

"And what was that?"

"I thought you may raise a fit or yell or hate that I practically lied to you for eleven years or so?"

"But it was my mistake, right?"

"Uh."

"But that's okay. The truth is out in the long run, so let's move on from here."

"To where, exactly?"

Her voice drops. "To wherever it is we want, Ren."