A/N: I've never written a Skip Beat fic before and surprisingly, I'm having the most trouble with Kyoko's character. She's very polite, but is really open with her emotions at the same time. Yeah, and in an answer to a review, no the B.J. script, in the manga, as far as I know, does not involve Kyoko. I just made that up.

"SCCCRRRREEEEEEEEEEECH!" Went the tires of Kyoko's longsuffering bike as she came to a halt outside of the agency.

Kyoko burst into the conference room and landed in the first empty chair she saw.

"Breathe, Miss Mogami, you're just in time."

Kyoko melted into a literal puddle of relief.

"Eh . . . Miss Mogami . . . Um . . . Pull yourself together . . ."

Kyoko snapped back to normal.

"YES!"

Ren softly chucked at her enthusiasm. If Kyoko had looked at him at that moment she might have seen the spark of affection quietly hiding in his eyes.

The read-through went smoothly. When Ren read his lines, chills of fear trickled down Kyoko's spine. Ren was so amazing! He made her believe for a moment that it was B.J. sitting beside her. There was a sinister calm to his voice as he read the lines. Kyoko shivered again.

" . . . Mogami? . . . Miss Mogami?"

Kyoko's head snapped up from the script, which she hadn't really been looking at. "Huh?"

The man playing the police chief was looking at her expectantly.

"It's your line."

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Yes! Yes." Where are we?

Kyoko began to fumble through her script. Her heart plummeted and her face burned as low murmurs of disapproval began to sweep around the table.

Suddenly, Kyoko was aware of Ren's large hand gently pushing hers from the pages of her script.

"Allow me, Miss Mogami." Ren deftly flipped the pages and pointed to her lines.

All murmuring came to a dead halt. Ren mentally smirked.

"Th-thank you very much, Mr. Tsuruga."

"My pleasure, Miss Mogami," answered Ren with his most gentlemanly smile. He heard a few collective sighs from the women and even some of the men in the room. Kyoko breathed a sigh, too, but of relief. It wasn't the smile of DOOM.

Kyoko cleared her throat and tried to visualize her role as best she could as she read.

Things were going along swimmingly now. Kyoko liked her part. The cop wasn't a princess or even a high born lady, but she very serious and dedicated. She could play that . . . and she did some butt-kicking, which Kyoko was kind of excited about.

Yes! Everything was fine until they came to the part that Kyoko had almost forgotten about. Her character seduces B.J. in order to get a confession about him. She didn't know how to be sexy, much less speak in a sexy voice . . . and to Mr. Tsuruga!

But, right as she took in a breath to begin the lines for the scene, the director spoke up.

"Okay. That's enough for today. We'll pick up from here on Wednesday."

Kyoko let out the breath she had been holding. Safe . . . for two days . . . That will give me plenty of time to prepare!

Ren mentally sighed with relief. Safe for two days . . .