Chapter Title: Worries, Scandal!
Disclaimer: Guys, it's really not mine. Do you HAVE to make me repeat that which causes pain in my soul over and over again?
....... Cuz if you do, you might wanna get a brain scan. xD Lol.
Disclaimer Part 2: THIEF OF THE NIGHT TIS MINE!
Dedication: This is dedicated to momoirousagichan because she (You're a she, right? I keep wondering these things, sigh...) actually told me she was disappointed with the shortness of the chapter so I'm all, OMG! Person has guts! Let's go write an update! This to you, person with momo in the name. :D
Chapter Summary: Kyoko frets about having Ren as a co-star and then, surprise! You thought you'd lost him back in the manga! But here he is again! SHO!
–cricket chirps-
Haha, no applause for poor Sho.
I write this thing playing it by ear so much that I have to fill in the chapter title and summary after I write the thing. Seriously, as I write this I have no idea what I'm gonna put.
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: Sugar by Flo Rida feat. Wynter
Yeah, when I logged on today I saw THREE reviews waiting for me, not counting the one I got last night. I was so happy I decided to write another update; 'cause hey, I'm not lying, I was so, so tearfully bored earlier today. I had NOTHING to do without my computer. I'm so pathetic. TT_TT But yeah...
B...E...C...A...U...S...E...T...H...E...V...O...I...C...E...S...S...A...I...D...S...O
Everybody! Put up your hands; say I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love!
Dance Floor Anthem (I Don't Wanna Be In Love)
Good CharlotteAnd another quote, just for Sho:
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick
crocodile, Mr. Grinch.
Given the choice between the two of you,
I'd take the seasick crocodile.
Kyoko sighed forlornly, staring blankly at her script.
She was once again lying on her back, her head and neck hanging off the foot of her bed. She was holding the script in front of her face, but the words swam before her eyes. No good. She just couldn't focus now.
She turned over on her stomach, paused, scooted back a bit, and then was able to rest her head in her arms. The whole position would have been pointless had her arms had nothing to rest upon.
Of course she was immensely glad for her new friend that she had made, Naneki-san. Maybe, she mused, she would get to call her Rin-chan soon enough. Oh, but then wouldn't Moko-san be jealous? Kyoko furrowed her brow worriedly, debating on whether to call her dark-haired friend.
The seconds ticked by as Kyoko eyed her cell phone suspiciously, as if it had caused her some great discomfort and might do so again. However, the phone simply lay there. She let out another tremendous sigh and, with some effort, sat up and stretched, leaving the script on her bed as she stood.
The real problem was, as she found she couldn't avoid thinking about it, that Tsuruga-san was her co-star. It wasn't as if she were upset that she would be acting alongside him, not at all. In fact, she was grateful for his presence, as the support while she attempted to grasp her role was much appreciated. However...
She clenched her fists open and closed helplessly. Did he have to be cast as her opposite?!
It wasn't good for her health! Or that of her demons, for that matter! She was sure she would mess up at some point and then out would come that horridly frightening smile and her poor demons would wither and die under the brilliance...
That aside, the real problem was...
She had seen what the man could do to the women who starred with him!
Kyoko didn't care to experience that first-hand; no, she was perfectly content to watch from the sidelines, thank you very much.
She bit her bottom lip. Tsuruga-san was the most popular male celebrity in Japan- closely followed by Shotaro, but he was not important to this particular train of thought- and as such, was the object of many women's affection. Kyoko, she...
She didn't want to become one of them. He was her sempai. A good friend, a confidant, a wonderful veteran actor whom she could come to for advice and entrust her most prized possession- Corn- to.
He shouldn't be more than that. Not to her.
For after all, what would happen if she did let her guard slip? He probably wouldn't betray her like Shotaro had; no, he was much too kind for that. Nonetheless, she would still be broken-hearted.
And in all honesty, she would much rather be betrayed than let down in a kind way, knowing that she was being pitied and that if she hadn't been so foolish she might have salvaged the friendship she'd had.
N...O...B...O...D...Y...L...I...S...T...E...N...S...T...O...K...A...B...U...T...O
Shoko fought hard to keep her cheery smile up while her client's face got- quite obviously- more disgusted with each line he read.
Sho hadn't even finished scanning half the script before he crumpled it and threw it at the wall. "It sucks," he deadpanned.
"... Oh," a small voice said meekly. Shoko looked over at her friend, slightly alarmed. She put a hand on her shoulder.
"It's okay," she assured. "Why don't you give Sho and I a minute to discuss this?" The timid, petite woman only nodded, pushed her large, owl-frame glasses up her nose, and hurried out of the room, shutting the door behind her. Shoko whirled on Sho.
"Sho!" she hissed. "It's a bit cliché, yes, but you didn't have to be so blunt about it!"
"What do you want me to do about it?!" he snapped back. "It's not my fault she's so sensitive about it, but I refuse to act in this, this... thing!"
"But think of what it'll do for your career!" Shoko protested.
"Career, ca-schmeer; I have my pride, y'know!"
Shoko folded her arms primly. "Look, Sho; the actor was injured. He couldn't do the part. They called you instead, and you, who 'can handle anything', decided to take it on the spot. Now that you've read the script, you want to quit?!"
"I don't want to quit; I just want a different storyline!"
Shoko threw up her hands. "How do you expect that to happen?!"
"I don't know; you're the manager! Make it happen!" He was in one of his spoiled, stubborn moods.
"What do you want me to do, threaten to sue unless they change it?!"
"That's perfect! It shouldn't cause a problem since the public doesn't know about the movie yet." Sho sat back in his chair, a self-satisfied smirk on his face as if he'd thought up the idea himself.
Shoko groaned, face-palming. Why her?
D...O...N...'...T...F...R...Y...H...A...M...!
Song: What's Victoria's Secret? by Rick Springfield
I dunno if it's good enough, but I tried... Yeah, I dunno if Sho and Shoko are in character or not but I decided it was time to put them in.
By the way, momoirousagichan, that notion of Ren bringing his American experience into his thoughts was a great idea and I shall use that as my excuse from now on, but... In all honesty, to tell you the truth I had no idea that seventeen and twenty were socially acceptable in Japan. I live in America, so that's why I put it. But now I have an excuse! Thanks! -glomps you-
And I have no idea if you can sue in Japan, but for this fanfiction I honestly don't care. I play the fiction card. Muahahahaha.
I love the idea, whoever told me about it- I forget- to type up my stuff on Notepad and then copy and paste onto Word. I do that now, thanks so much! If you want you can leave a review or PM me or whatever and tell me it was you who suggested that, whoever you are... But yeah. I'm still gonna leave my argument with Spellcheck up there, 'cause it's funny and it still bugs me when I copy and paste!
Okay, so that's it for now. Hope you guys like the update!
Subaki-Chan out.