The refreshed, properly dressed Heels sat in President Takarada's office. They looked down at the sleek open laptop with dread, their characters obviously leaving them. Both their eyes were wide, although Kyoko's by several more degrees than Ren.

Mogami Kyoko was the first to respond. She leapt from one side of the lavish office to the other in one fluid bound. Her body looked like a bear-skinned rug as she preformed the deepest dogeza she had yet to do within her career. Her tears didn't flow like rivers, but instead dripped slowly, one at a time.

She opened her mouth to apologize, but words failed her.

Much more slowly, Tsuruga Ren raised to his feet from the couch. He kept his head bent as he crossed the threshold. Next to Kyoko bowing shape, he too went to his knees. Placing his palms flat on the floor, he leaned over and also assumed a dogeza form. His voice rose as he kept his eyes to the floor. His voice was pained.

"I apologize for my actions. There is no excuse I can give to explain for my extremely poor behavior. I only ask that you excuse Mogami-san. She has done nothing other than to take care of me during my inexcusable outbursts."

President Takarada looked down at two of his prized employees, kneeling for forgiveness. He sighed heavily.

"I'm afraid I can't do that Ren. Whoever got access to those security tapes and released to the public doesn't matter now. The problem is that your and Mogami-san's faces are clearly visible, buying a room at a love hotel. We must act."

Kyoko released one short small sob, but she bit her cheek in stop herself from continuing. Taking a shaky breath, she turned to her senpai. She kept her face hidden, but he could see droplets of salty water slide down her cheek and off her chin.

"I'm so sorry Tsuruga-san. I wish I had acted better. I wish I could have been a better kohai."

"Kyoko, look at me." The young actress shook her head, ashamed. Ren took a deep breath. "Please."

Slowly, she forced her head up to look at him. Kyoko could count on one hand how often she had looked at Ren, eye to eye. She had seen expressions on his face before, never any like these. Her heart felt squeezed when she saw what his eyes contained. Regret, Shame, Pain, Doubt, Embarrassment. He fought his desire to turn away from her as he spoke.

"Kyoko, you've helped me last night in a way I don't think I would have been able to pull out from if you hadn't been there. You're no longer a kohai. We'll always be on even footing."

Her tears started to fall freely. President Takarada turned away from the painful sight as he picked up a clipboard. Attaching a sheet, he handed to Kyoko. He dipped the eagle pen in ink for her.

"Initial on the top right, sign on the bottom right, Kyoko-chan." She did as she was told, holding the paper on arms length so she wouldn't smudge the fine print's ink with her crying.

He handed it to Ren next, along with the old fashioned feather pen.

"Initial on the top left, sign on the bottom left."

The young actor dipped his pen into the ornate ink bottle. The president coughed as Ren went to write on the line.

"Not your stage name Ren. It needs to be your legal name to be binding."

The actor nodded, sighed, and signed. He watched both names glisten as the ink dried.

Somewhere, something clicked.

Why would we be signing the same contract if we were both being let go by LME…?

President Takarada took the clipboard and smiled down at both names. Handing it to his robed butler, he too took the pen, dated and signed it on the witness line. Once he recapped the ink, he took Kyoko's hand and helped her to her feet.

"Now get up Kyoko-chan, Ren. We musn't cry at such a happy time."

She sniffled as she stood up. "Happy?" Ren also rose to his feet, questioning, and suspicious.

Lory beamed at her, wiping her tears away.

"Of course! It's not every day our top actor gets married to such a pretty young actress!"

"…Excuse me?" "What?!" Kyoko and Ren spoke simultaneously. They both whipped towards the leaving butler. The words "Contract for Marriage" was clearly visible, even at such a distance.

The actress turned to look at the president of the media corporation she still worked for. Then she turned to her husband. Ren caught her before she fainted.

The president chuckled lightly. "Surely you didn't think I'd let my top talent go for something like this? There's nothing wrong with a newlywed couple going to a love hotel, right Ren?" He winked at the actor, then walked over to his desk. Lory pushed the intercom button.

"I need Jerry, Armani-san, the best Kyoto caterers, my band, the interior designers, the jet to pick up the Hizuris, and the usual media members all ready for a wedding by 7pm tonight."

"Right away sir."

"Invite everyone who attended the Happy Grateful Party last year."

"Yes sir."

"I also need you to book the best honeymoon suite in Tokyo."

"Of course, sir."

Ren looked down at his unconscious new wife. Definitely a love-filled hell.

I said I'd do a epilogue if I got 100 reviews, but I got hit with a writing bug once I read the newest Skip Beat update, so here it is!

I'm trying to work on a M rated fiction. I've only thought of one that could be in character, but it's too depressing. I might just write one purposely OOC M fic. I'll warn you guys though