Chapter Title: The Dark Lord, the Manager, and the Script

Rating: PG-13/Teen

Disclaimer: If I owned Skip Beat! it would suck. Plain and simple. Hard as it may be to believe, I'm not that good. 

Disclaimer Part 2: THIEF OF THE NIGHT TIS MINE!

Dedication: Erm... hang on. –goes and checks email- This is to... Pinkpokeal because she totally just favorited my Dream Saga fanficcie. Also, because my email notice of her favorite was number 99. And we ALL love the number 99! It's so... not an even 100! But 100 rocks too! Yay, 100... and 99... –rambles incessantly-

Chapter Summary: Ren is filled in about the drama and crap.  Woohoo!

... Yeah, I said crap. Oh, look! I said it again. Or typed it. Whatever.

I k33l teh spell check! With 3s instead of e's! Or i's! Don't bug me when I'm typing fanfiction! –argues one-sidedly with Spellcheck-

Song: Untouched by The Veronicas

N...E...J...I...L...O...V...E...S...M...A...T...H...x)

Ren tapped his fingers absently on his leg, and then stopped. He looked up at the ceiling, and then back down. He sighed, picking at a miniscule stain on the couch. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Yashiro!"

Said manager barreled through the suddenly open door right after his name was called.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" he exclaimed, closing the door behind him while nearly dropping papers all over the floor. "They couldn't find it, and then I had to stay behind and talk with them, and then... oh, it was a mess. But I got it!" He proudly brandished the prize of hard work and dedication: a script.

Ren Tsuruga had been signed on as the male role for this drama a while ago- it was simply his usual line of work. Thief of the Night- it sounded like a typical forbidden love chic-flick-type story. They tended to bore him after so long; but someone had to do these roles, and as Ren Tsuruga, it was expected of him.

It was only just now that he was able to get the script. Shooting would begin tomorrow- how troublesome. It didn't seem to be the director's fault, however. Actually, it couldn't be- it appeared that Ren had been fortunate enough to have Ogata as his director again. He was a truly talented director, and Ren felt that he truly could work well under the man.

The script had had some trouble getting finished, as the writer had had conflict with the story- it wasn't based off of anything, so she'd had to come up with it herself and something had troubled her. It had only been finished four days ago, and had only gotten to him today.

Oh well. He was an experienced actor- it shouldn't take long for him to get acquainted with the story, even if it was late. It was most likely many of his other dramas. And at least, with Ogata directing, the annoying task of needing to coach along his female costar- who couldn't act right due to working with Ren Tsuruga; as seemed to be the unfortunate pattern in these types of things- would be a little more bearable.

The actor pondered these thoughts while Yashiro scanned the script and checked over when Ren would be needed for shooting. The silence was comfortable, at least until abruptly interrupted by Yashiro's cell phone. The cheery, upbeat tone startled the both of them, and Yashiro nearly dropped the phone attempting to answer it.

"He-Hello...? Yes, this is his manager." Yashiro was silent as the person on the other line said something, and then his face brightened. "Oh, then who is it?" He paused again, and then smiled slyly. "Oh really? Well, I'm happy to hear that- What? Oh, well... I guess you could say that they get along. Yes... Yes. Alright. Have a nice day. Goodbye." He hung up, and looked over at Ren to see the actor peering at him from over the back of the couch suspiciously.

"What's got you so happy...?"

Yashiro beamed. "Ren, isn't it wonderful? I've found out who your costar is. She's just accepted the role today."

"Why in the world has she only accepted today?"

"Because she was only offered the role yesterday."

"Ah... So who is she?"

Yashiro's smile turned quite subtly into a smirk. "You... know her."

"That should make things easier." Ren was not about to let Yashiro try to beat around the bush here. "So who is she?"

"It would make things easier," the manager agreed. "You've worked with her before."

"Who is she?"

Yashiro's smile had fully disappeared now, leaving a sinister grin in its place.

"... Mogami Kyoko."

H...A...H...A...H...A...I'...M...S...P...O...N...G...E...B...O...B

(No, I'm not really Spongebob.)

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm off to go post it right now, and since I'm so awesome, I think I'll write two or three more chappies afterwards. Consider it my present for the holidays, dear readers!

Again, thank Pinkpokeal- she was my final motivation to get this thing out. (Again, I really hope you're a girl; because again, it would be very humiliating if you were a boy.) Even if it wasn't for my Skip Beat! fanfic, and for my Dream Saga fanfic. Oh well! x)

HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Look for chapters 2 & 3 and maybe even 4 & 5 reeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally soon!

Song: Walking on Air by Kerli (ZOMG that song rox meh sox)

Sigh. Since is doing upgrades I have to listen on youtube where the music break is shorter... oh well. x)

Subaki-Chan out.