Ch3

Hey all, this is what was going on while Kyoko was with the president and talking to Kuon. Ooo, I wonder what will happen. Heh, heh heh...

Kane ran to the cafeteria where water was free. She sat down with her cup and thought.

"Stupid president. How could he do this? Why did Yashiro agree to this?" Kanae sighed.

"Tired?"

Kanae's eyes twitched and she turned around to face Yashiro who had a plate full of food.

"No." she said. Yashiro raised an eyebrow at her.

"May I sit down?" he asked.

"I don't think you need my permission to do that."

"I meant here. May I sit here?"

"Sure," Kanae stood up and started walking away.

"Wait. May I have a moment of your time?" he asked.

"Why not?" Kanae breathed and sat down. "What do you want?"

"Judging by your actions I believe the president has informed you..."

"Yes." she hissed.

"So I take it you have signed it already?"

"What possessed you to do such a thing?" Kanae shouted. "Mo! Do you know how stupid that was?"

"What are you talking about? Getting Ren and Kyoko together is not stupid. Kyoko needs protection and Ren can offer that to her. I was asking if you signed the witness forms."

Kanae crossed her arms.

"And may I ask why you signed a marriage license too?"

"Oh that? I was getting Ren to go along with the plan. President said that if I signed one Ren would be... more... will..ing." Yashiro paused and looked at Kanae who was glaring at him. "What happened?" he asked.

"Good job, genius. Did he tell you he was going to destroy it?" Yashiro nodded. "And you didn't watch him do it? You idiot! This is all your fault!"

"Kotanami-san," Yashiro sighed pushing his glasses up. "I don't know what your talking about. Why are you so upset?"

"I'm upset because my name is not Kotanami anymore!"

"Did you change it?" Yashiro chuckled.

"I signed a marriage license too, Yukhito." Yashiro eyed Kanae for using his first name and wondered what she was doing.

"That's nice." Yashiro said. "I didn't know you knew my first name." he said idly.

"I didn't until I read it on the marriage license next to my name."

Yashiro dropped his fork and stared at Kanae. He smiled and picked up his fork.

"That's funny, Kotanami-San. Oh, I'm sorry that's not your name now, right? What is you name?" he teased obviously he thought this was a joke.

"Yashiro." she grunted. "Yashiro Kanae."

"This isn't funny Kotanami-san." he said putting his fork down. He was never going to eat was he?

"I'm not joking! It's all your fault for signing that thing and not watching him destroy it!"

"My fault? You had to sign it too!" Yashiro said.

"I'm leaving." Kanae said and stood up to walk away.

"Oh no you don't. I want to know what's going on." Yashiro grabbed Kanae's arm and turned her to face him. "You're not leaving until I know exactly what happened upstairs."

Kanae told him briefly of their stalker and their attempt to escape. She told of what happened and how the president held the license.

"So, how did you get to sign it?" she asked.

"Ren was called into the president's office early this morning. He said that Kyoko was in danger and needed to be married before the week ended. He said she needed someone to protect her and he wanted Ren to do it. Ren almost refused when President said there was also someone else who needed protection and he wanted me to sign the other license. I thought he was just trying to persuade Ren honestly. I didn't know he was telling the truth." Yashiro said pushing up his glasses again.

"Great." Kanae leaned back in her chair. "I'm stuck with you until I can find a lawyer."

"Not quite." Yashiro said writing something down in his notebook.

"What do you mean?" Kanae asked dangerously.

Somehow Yashiro seemed rather calm. He may have been around Ren too much. "I read the license. It cannot be broken. There's no way out of it for three years."

"Excuse me?" The aura around Kanae seemed to grow thick and dark.

Yashiro drank some coffee. "The president said it was precaution. It's unbreakable for three years."

"This is horrible! How am I supposed to become Japan's face actress when I'm married to a manager?" she stood up and moved in front of the older man.

"Don't ask me." Yashiro said sipping his coffee.

"Don't you 'don't ask me' me!" she said hitting his coffee away from his hand.

"Hey, that was my coffee!"

Kanae lifted him from his chair by the shirt.

"Yashiro, fix this." Kanae said slowly.

"I can't. I told you my hands are tied. It's not like this is public information anyway. The license is just a precaution. I'll keep an eye on you, Ren will watch Kyoko and if anyone catches us then we have a license to back it up so you're not branded as gold diggers and we're not stalkers."

Kanae let go of Yashiro's shirt. She sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder.

"This is horrible." she said. Yashiro put his arms around the girl.

"You'll get through it." he said.

Kanae heard someone clear their throat behind them. She looked and saw Kyoko and Ren standing there. Kanae pushed Yashiro away. He slipped on spilt coffee and caught himself on a table.

"What happened?" Kanae asked Kyoko.

Kyoko bit her lip.

"The president has something to say to all of us." she said. "He just called Tsuruga-san calling all four of us up there."

They all walked silently to the president's office each to their own thoughts.

Yashiro: I'm married to Kanae? Oh, if anyone can hear me, help me!

Kanae: All I have to do is ignore his presence in my life. Someone help me!

Kuon: Kyoko hasn't said much since she's pieced everything together. I hope this plan works,

Kyoko: Ren is Kuon. Father's son is Kuon. Kuon is Ren. Ren is Tsuruga-san!

The poor unsuspecting couples had no clue what Lory was about to throw their way...

Lory watched as the four people entered his office. The two girls sat on one couch and the men sat on the other.

'That must change' he thought with a smirk.

"Welcome all." He said standing and smiling. "I suppose by now you have found your new spouses."

"No thanks to you." Kanae mumbled quietly.

The president continued. "Ren, Yashiro, your jobs are to make sure your wives are protected, safe and healthy. Watch over them carefully. Kanae, Kyoko, I want you to take care of your husbands. They tend to overwork themselves. A strong husband is a good image for you, not necessarily physically strong, but strong character. You must build them carefully, if you are harsh and cruel they will break, if they break, so does your good image. Ren, Yashiro, same goes for you. Your spouse should reflect you well."

The president looked in each of their faces. All four were avoiding each other's gaze. Fortunately, Lory had a trick that would bring them at ease with each other.

"I have a wedding gift for all four of you." Lory said smiling. "I hope you enjoy the beach."

Kyoko blinked at the hand waiving in front of her face.

"Kyoko?" Kuon was trying to get her attention. She turned to him.

"Yes?"

"What do you want to drink?"

Kyoko looked over at the stewardess serving drinks.

"Oh. Um, soda please." Kyoko said.

Flashback

"I hope you enjoy the beach." Lory said. "I'm sending you there for a four day honeymoon. Your private plane leaves at five so hurry and pack. Don't worry about your schedule, I'll fix everything."

Everything after that was pretty much a blur in Kyoko's memory.

Kyoko did not know how she was going to explain this to Taisho and his wife. They had taken such good care of her, even after she moved out they were still on good terms. Now she was married and they didn't even know!

Kuon handed her the soda and Kyoko didn't even sip it.

"You look distraught." Kuon said leaning on the arm rest between them.

"I am." Kyoko wailed. "Taisho and his wife don't know a thing! They're not going to be happy they couldn't be at my wedding."

Kuon smirked. Was that all that was troubling her? She should be worried about much more than that.

Kuon put a hand over Kyoko's.

"Call them."

"You can't use cell phones on an airplane."

Kuon reached beside him and pulled something off his arm rest.

"What's the number?" he asked swiping a card through the plane's phone. Kyoko said the number and Kuon punched it in and handed her the device. "Here,"

Kuon listened quietly to Kyoko as she told her once-tenants that she was married and would be away for four days.

"Please don't worry about me," she said to the phone. "I'm in good hands."

Kuon smirked. I wonder if you'll say that as we fly home. He thought.

"Yes, I'll be careful. Bye!" Kyoko hung up and leaned back in her seat closing her eyes.

"Comfortable?" Kuon asked.

Kyoko nodded.

A stewardess came up with a tray and smiled.

"Hot towel Mr. Tsuruga?" Kuon nodded and took one. "Mrs. Tsuruga?"

Kyoko's eyes shot open and she froze. Kuon sighed and nodded to the woman taking another hot towel and putting it on Kyoko's neck.

"Kyoko? Kyoko, can you hear me? You're doing it again." he patted her cheek. "Kyoko wake up." Kuon sighed and leaned back in his seat watching Kyoko.

I wonder how Yukhito and Kanae are doing?

"Hot towel Mr Yashiro?"

"Yes please."

"Mrs Yashiro?"

Kanae had to put on her best acting face to smile and nod. When she got her towel she unrolled it and put it on her face.

"Stressed?" Yukhito asked writing in his notebook.

"Y'think?" came Kanae's voice from under the towel. "I think this is the worst day of my life."

"It could be worse." came the reply. "I could actually secretly love you and want this marriage."

Kanae took a sharp intake of breath and removed the towel to look at Yukhito.

"Your right." she said. "That would have been horrible!"

"Thanks," Yukhito said, "I think you've just hurt my ego."

"Anytime, glasses." Kanae smirked and leaned back.

"Look, Kanae." Yukhito leaned close to the woman and whispered. "We have to make the best of this. There will be reporters at the hotel, if there are not then once this leaks out to the press they'll trace our steps. If they do that, they will come here. We have to put up a good front. Until this contract wears out I have to make sure nothing bad happens to you including tabloids on how you torture your husband. We both must work at working well together."

Kanae grunted in response. She did not want to admit he was right.

In the meantime, Kuon had finally gotten Kyoko to blink.

"That's a good start." he thought shaking her shoulder.

"Kyoko. The plane is landing soon."

Kyoko looked over at Kuon blankly. Kuon smiled and Kyoko woke from her trance.

"Tsu- I mean- Hizu- I mean... Oh boy." Kyoko buried her face in her hands. It seemed everything thing she did was a misstep and she was embarrassed. First she didn't know who her husband was, then she couldn't talk to him now she couldn't get his name right even when she knew what it was.

Kuon took Kyoko's hand and raised it to his mouth, he didn't kiss her hand which was probably a good thing.

"Ah!" Kyoko jumped in her seat and drew her hand back to her as quickly as she could.

Kuon smiled. He couldn't help it. It was funny.

"I hope you don't do that in public." Kuon said. "People will think I forced you to do something you didn't want to."

Kyoko sat horrified in her seat.

All truth exposed she never once thought of being married to Tsur- Kuon.

I have his name now. I'll probably have to stay with him, Kyoko thought of things she would do in a relationship. Have to hold hands, and... oh no! Not... Kyoko looked over quickly at Kuon who still held her soda. She couldn't suppress a blush.

"Er, Hizu-"

"Kuon." Kuon corrected.

"Uh, yes, Kuon. Um, do we, now that we're married um, do I..." Kuon waited patiently. He felt sorry that he was enjoying himself watching her become nervous.

"Yes?"

Kyoko leaned closer and said in a low voice.

"Now that we're married do I have to... hug you?" she finished very quietly.

Kuon stared at the girl in disbelief. He wanted to laugh, but he settled for a smile instead.

"Of course." he said. "We have to create the proper image."

'Proper image my foot!' said Kuon's conscience. 'You just want to hug her. No, I don't 'just want to hug her' Ha! Well you got that right. You wanna do more than that. Heh. Poor girl looks so distraught. Maybe we should practice comforting, ne?"

Kuon took Kyoko's hand again and trapped it between the arm rest and his hand.

"I cannot protect you, Kyoko if you do not trust me. Do you trust me?"

"Of course, sempai!"

Kuon was a little irritated. She still called him sempai. She could never say his given name without saying his surname at least three times. That's why he let her continue to call him 'Tsuruga-san'. Because she would never say his name.

"Names, Kyoko. For this to work we must use names."

"I'm sorry." Kyoko said bowing as well as she could in her plane seat. "I trust you will teach me how a married couple should act over the next four days. Please take care of me."

Kuon smiled. Why did she have to be so innocent?

The plane began to descend and Kyoko's eyes began to water and her ears began to pop. She looked over at Kuon.

"What's going on?"

"We're landing." Kuon said.

Kyoko felt her heart moves to her throat as the plane moved down a little more. Her hand clenched on the arm rest and she closed her eyes.

Kuon finally remembered she had never flown anywhere before. He pried her fingers off the armrest.

"Hold on to my hand," he said. "Your hand will hurt if you hold on any longer to the armrest."

Kyoko tried to smile but closed her eyes feeling her heart in her throat again.

Mental note for Kuon: take Kyoko flying.

Mental note for Yukhito: Kanae is strong when scared.

Yukhito saw Kanae's white face and looked down at his now white hand. He felt them begin to descend and the next thing he knew Kanae was holding his hand and squeezing the life out of it.

I bet she's never flown before. Yuhito thought.

"You okay?" Yukhito asked.

"Fine." Kanae said staring forward. Other than Ren and Kyoko, who were in a different cabin, they were the only two passengers on the flight. Kanae was glad no one saw her except for Yukhito.

None of the four people could guess what the days ahead could bring. If they could they probably would not have gone...

Four days on a honeymoon, what will happen?
Sorry this is a little longer than usual.

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