Stepping into the studio, Ren was glad that Yashiro had an emergency personal matter that he had to attend to. This allowed Ren to have an hour break for lunch. But it wasn't lunch that Ren was really interested in, as he followed the signs down the quiet hallway towards the Box-R filming area.
He was hoping that Kyoko would be free. Last night he was barely able to sleep as he worried about her condition. Yet, it was Kotonami-san who had mentioned while they had danced together, that Kyoko had showed no indication that she had been feeling ill in any manner whatsoever.
Although he was glad that Kotonami-san had eased some of his anxiety, he was still uncertain if Kyoko was completely free of any further fainting spells. Ever since he allowed her to leave with Kotonami-san, he had been thinking of her welfare. Having the opportunity to seek her out today without having Yashiro tag along came as a welcome surprise.
As he approached the entry way, a red bulb was on above the door, indicating that filming was in progress. His eyes perused the area until they settled on the crew of teenaged actresses. Moving silently towards the set, Ren stood in the shadows where he could watch the scene unfold, without being seen.
He was slightly appalled when he realise that he had just walked into a filming of a bully scene. 'Natsu', Kyoko's character was dressed elegantly in a school uniform and surrounded by several other actresses that made up her posse.
In the middle of the small group was another actress that Ren recognised as the main character, Maruyama Mrumi, or "Rumi" for short. She was kneeing down with tears falling down her face. The other girls stood close by with varying degrees of hostility aimed at her.
Ren's eyes widen in amazement at the ruthlessness of the ongoing harassment. Several times throughout the scene he had to remind himself that it was really Kyoko that was playing 'Natsu'.
Kyoko on the other hand, had no idea that Ren was watching her from the shadows. Pouring her pent up emotions out into her character, she acted out her scene with complete abandonment. Even the director was in wonder at how brilliant her portrayal of Natsu was depicted.
Bending down to Chitose, Natsu reached out to the terrified girl. A wick smile spread across her features as she slowly stroked along the side of her victim's cheek. Natsu's long well-manicured fingers began to spread over Chitose's terrified face until it completely covered her features.
With an evil sneer, Natsu pushed Chitose backward and watched with amusement when the young girl fell onto her back, smacking her head on the ground. Trying to roll over, Chitose pleaded, "Please, I'm sorry. I'll didn't know that he was your friend. I promise I'll stop talking to him."
Glancing at her comrades who were mockingly laughing at the crying girl, Natsu tilted her head towards Kaori and Yumika. Both girls instantly came up to Chitose and seizing her arms on each side, they pushed her face down onto the classroom's floor.
Natsu circled Chitose, while scrutinizing her with a menacing look before she scathingly explained, "It's not that I care about that idiot. I just don't like to see interspecies mingling."
Pausing for effect, she folded her hands behind her back. Her chin was thrust out in contemplation but her features were distorted with hatred, while she stood with her back to Chitose.
Slowly and deliberately, she turned and continued in a chilling voice, "You think just because of your family and status that you are deserving of human interaction? But what you don't realise is that you are an ugly mutant. You aren't even human are you?"
Crying hysterically Chitose squealed, "No…no…I know that I am not worthy. I know that I have done something wrong, please forgive me!"
A throaty laughter burst from Natsu as she scorned, "Forgive you? How can I forgive an abomination that nature probably didn't even intend? You don't deserve your body or looks, yet you try to flaunt them as you flirt with Doujima?"
Shaking her head, Chitose vehemently beseeched, "I didn't approach him. It was him that asked me out first! I swear that if I had known that he was your friend, I would not have even talked to him. Please…please…I am so sorry."
Walking up to Chitose, Natsu lifted her foot up and positioned it on the side of Chitose's face, pinning her cheek to the ground. Purposefully stepping down hard, Natsu mocked, "Please…please…I'm so sorry."
Laughing as she shifted more of her weight onto the young girl's bruised cheek; she requested of her companions, "Well girls, what do you think? Do you believe this bitch when she says she's sorry? Or do you think this slut deserves a little more care to make sure she really understands her place?"
Yumika was the first to answer. With a wild look of cruel excitement in her eyes, she eagerly suggested, "This lying freak is only pretending, she hasn't learned anything yet. Let's make her really sorry!"
Natsu chuckled at Yumika's enthusiasm. Pulling a pair of scissors from her pocket, she cheerfully complied, "Well then, why don't you do us the honors and make her see what she really looks like to the rest of us?"
"Cut! That's a wrap! Everyone, good job," the director shouted.
Everyone started to scatter as the actresses left their positions. But Kyoko remained still as Chiori helped Rumi up to a standing position. Neither of the girls noticed as they started to chatter brightly to one another.
Ren frowned as he watched the young actress remain motionless. Was she feeling alright? He wondered as he thought back on the scene he had just witness. The dark nature of the act reminded him of his own past.
The harshness of words and being called a mutant were things that he had also once had to endure. Though his heart was still triggered by the similarity of his past, yet remarkably, he could not sense his inner man lurking around with an angry, bitter presence any longer.
A calm serenity fell over him as he realised how much he had changed since Kyoko had entered his life. But his thoughts were suddenly interrupted when several of the cast started to recognise his presence.
Stirring him into action, he nodded politely to several of the Box-R crew members and staff. Hastily, he made his way over to Kyoko. The young actress still remained in an almost catatonic state by the time he reached her.
With a worried look, he called out softly to her, "Mogami-san?"
Kyoko's eyes blindly flew up to meet Ren's but it took several seconds before they widened in recognition. Gasping and bringing her hands to her mouth she asked, "Tsuruga-san, what are you doing here?"
A warm smile spread across Ren's face before he answered, "I wanted to check to see how you were feeling. I had been worried about you ever since last night."
A deep blush spread over Kyoko's face as she remembered yesterday's events. Her skin felt warm and began to tingle. Looking away, she tried not to let Tsuruga-san's musky cologne overtake her senses, the effect the man had over her was something she currently could not contend with.
Jerking slightly from nervousness, as she straightened up, she glanced around self-consciously and realised that they were being watched by several Box-R crew members. Her voice was high pitched and filled with anxiety when she said, "I can assure you that I am feeling fine, but you didn't need to come all the way here to check on me like this."
Uncomfortably, she lowered her head. All morning, she had been filled to the brim with so much tension. Worrying about her situation as it pertained to Tsuruga-san. Even today's acting had become a personification of her inner turmoil. Mortified that he had been watching her, she pulled fretfully at the strands of hair on the back of her nape.
Noticing her discomfort, Ren asked in a gentle voice, "Would you like to go somewhere a little more private? Maybe where we can sit down and have a meal?"
Kyoko did not want to spend too much time in his presence until she was better able to contain her inner conflicts. Her mind screamed at the possibility of her losing control and risking him discovering how much a fool she could become. Why did she have to fall in love with this man?
She didn't care if anyone realised how senseless she could behave once she fell in love. She was used to the jesting and mocking that had occurred around her when she loved Shoutaro. She had made such a fool over herself for love that she just couldn't stand doing it twice.
Yet the worst threat was that she would likely not only repeat her ridiculas actions but it may even be worst. She already knew that her behavior would possibly cause him great embarrassment, like the way it did Shoutaro.
And it was only him that she did not want to witness her potential folly. She would rather die than ever let him see how despicable she could become. Because when he did, it would only be a matter of time before he would despise her or worst, feel pity for her.
But not wanting to alert him and thereby worry him by not eating lunch with him, Kyoko thought of a plausible way to shorten their time together. Speaking softly she requested, "Um, they have bento boxes for lunch and I'm sure we can eat in the dressing rooms, if that would be alright with you?"
"That would be fine," Ren replied with a kind smile.
Ren followed close beside her as she led the way into the lunch room then to her dressing room. Kyoko occasionally stopped to introduce Ren as they came into contact with a few of her fellow cast members. But within minutes, they were all alone in her dressing room.
Hanging her uniform jacket up, she headed over to the corner of the wall. Kyoko sat down on a long couch and made herself comfortable. Her posture was regal as she spread her pleated skirt out over her knees.
But her demeanor changed when she glanced up towards Ren, who was choosing to sit beside her. A slight wince shot across her face and she quickly tried to conceal her anxiety behind a mask of indifference when Ren scooted over towards her.
Her heart began to pound painfully in her chest at the awareness of Tsuruga-san closeness and lifting up trembling hands she tried to open her bento box. But her hands were useless and she fumbled helplessly with the tight lid.
"Here, let me help you," Ren said when he noticed Kyoko struggling with her packaged lunch. Reaching across her, his arm lightly brushed her breast as he took the small box from her cold hands. A soft gasp tore from Kyoko's chest and she froze with shock from his accidental touch.
"I'm sorry, that was unintentional," Ren quickly apologized as he stared down at Kyoko's horrified face.
"No…no… I…it's fine," Kyoko quivered, while she looked down and away in embarrassment.
Ren's face tightened in worry and his voice was etched with concern as he said, "I didn't mean to cause you any distress; I hope you can forgive me."
"No, I'm really fine," Kyoko said with more conviction but her eyes still were unwilling and unable to meet Tsuruga-san.
"Kyoko, please look at me," Ren requested in mounting worry.
Shooting to her feet, Kyoko's face paled and her eyes scanned around hurriedly. Taking a step back, she looked for a route to escape. "I can't! I'm sorry but could you please leave?"
Astonished at her bizarre reaction, Ren slowly arose from his seat. Reaching out to her, he softly called, "Mogami-san please, come here."
Shaking her head from side to side, Kyoko took another step away, "Please…go."
Taking a step closer, Ren caught her swiftly into his arms. "No, I won't."
Pulling her delicate trembling form into his, he folded his arms over her and brushed her hair with a tender hand. Trying to calm her down, he whispered achingly into her hair, "Kyoko, please, tell me…what's wrong?"
A low and painful moan came from deep within Kyoko's chest in answer. Reaching towards Ren's shoulder as if in desperation, she half pulled and half raised herself up to his strained face.
Her lips met his in a desperate kiss and she fitted her small frame to his larger profile. Ren stilled instantly at her frantic movement. Astonished and uncertain of what to do, he stood unresponsive to her.
As her soft lips swept eagerly over Ren's, he could feel his heart beginning to race but still, he was unable to respond to her kiss. After a short while, Kyoko tugged away from him, breaking her kiss. Her eyes were wide as they blinked up at him.
A tortured look marred her features as she lifted a hand to her swollen mouth and stammered, "I…I…I'm sorry."
Pulling away from his arms, she turned her back towards him. Mortified at her reaction, she could not face him.
"Please…go," she breathed.
Startled at the brokenness in her voice, Ren grabbed her shoulders. Spinning her around to face him, he firmly asked, "Not until you tell me what is wrong. Did I do something?"
He stood taut and ridged, while he waited for her reply. His eyes searched her flushed face. Watching her quietly as she bit her lips, he fought not to pull her back into his arms and bury himself in her softness.
"You didn't do anything, it's me. I want…" her voice trailed off as she flushed profusely under his intense scrutiny.
"What do you want?" Ren asked tightly, as his eyebrows knotted in worry.
Unable to answer him, Kyoko felt herself on the brink of tears. How was she to tell him that her heart was aching for his love? Like a fool she had thrown herself at him thinking she could make him love her but in the end he had hardly responded.
Was it even possible that she could ever make this man see her as a love interest? Was Shoutaro right after all? Had she become prey to Tsuruga-san's charm? Being honest with herself, Kyoko recognised that he was unlike any force in this world.
Like an overpowering tsunami or immeasurable earthquake, he had the capacity to abolish all her barriers and break through every lock that enclosed her heart. No one was supposed to be able to destroy them. They were like the layers of the earth's crust and indestructible but this man was unstoppable.
Her body shook with fear as she stood feeling exposed and vulnerable to his probing eyes. "I…just wanted…you to…to…me," she brokenly exhaled, unable to explain with devastating misery.
Ren winced in pain at her words. He could hardly believe his ears but he was certain that she was trying to admit to wanting him physically. A drained sigh left him and he let go of her shoulders.
He tried not to show how distraught he was that she would only find his body appealing but not his heart. But his eyes had turn gloomy and his lips were cast down in a grim line. Turning away from her, he quietly said, "I see. I'm sorry. I didn't know you felt this way."
Kyoko's heart shattered as she heard Ren's response. Was this his way of telling her that he did not feel the same way for her? Was this his way of telling her that he could never love her?
With a whimper, she buried her face in her hands and wept uncontrollably. Reacting quickly, Ren drew her into his arms and embraced her tightly. "Don't cry. Please don't cry."
Lifting tear stained eyes up to his, she bravely tried to smile at him. But her face cracked and in self-loathing, she sobbed, "No, it's my fault. I shouldn't be like this!"
"No, it's okay. I don't mind. I'm fine with how you feel," Ren answered unwavering. As if to show her that he was supportive of her emotion, he planted a soft kiss on her lips.
Their eyes met and held for a long moment before they both closed them shut. Bringing her body towards his, Ren laid his lips firmly over Kyoko's trembling ones and kissed her deeply. The emotion felt kiss was like a spark to inflaming their bodies.
Lifting Kyoko up, Ren walked over to the makeup table and sat her down. Without breaking from his kiss, he positioned himself between her legs. Pulling her uniform's skirt up, he caressed her thighs. His hands ran down the curve of her calves in a fluid motion.
A long moan left Kyoko and she clung tightly to Ren. Her body arched towards him as she spread her legs open. The erotic invitation was all Ren needed to proceed. Breaking from his kiss, he lowered himself to one knee.
Tugging Kyoko's underwear off, he watched as her eyes darkened with desire. His fingers reached into her wet triangle and a high pitched yelp left her at his initial touch. Was this what she wanted? A grim look resurfaced on his face and he recalled that she only wanted him physically.
Casting aside the raging storm building in his heart, Ren was determined to give Kyoko want she wanted. If all he was good for to her was a good fuck, then he would give his whole to fulfilling her needs completely.
Like a painful sound resonating in his mind, he could hear Fuwa Sho's words as they echoed repeatedly. She told me, even should she make a mistake, she would never foolishly fall in love with someone like you.
His face twisted with resentment but he hardened his heart. His mind stayed alert and without emotion, he proceeded to caress her. There was nothing else she may want from him but his soul was on fire to possess all of her.
His tongue licked the inner part of her thigh as it trailed towards her center. Her warm moisture was saturating his index finger as he sank it deeply within her. Stopping his head a few inches shy of her opening, he began to nibble at her inner thigh.
Teasing her slender thigh with his lips, he began to suck hard. He might not have been able to mark her heart with his love but he was certainly determined to mark her body. Staring at the deep purple bruise he left on her thigh, he grunted sardonically at himself.
With her head thrown back and her eyes shut tightly, Kyoko did not see Ren's look of bitterness as he gave her the love bite. Neither did she hear his low growl of anguish at her pleasure.
Her skin felt like it was on fire as she felt him lift her hips up to meet his waiting lips. A soft cry sprung from her when his tongue plunged into her wet cavity. Circling her walls, he licked at her heat with his probing tongue. Twisting and flickering it within her until she tensed tightly at it.
A sudden burst of pleasure exploded in Kyoko making her fall back on the table. Her whole body shuddered and a soft wail erupted from her. But Ren was only beginning to get started.
"Did you like that?" Ren asked when she finally opened overbright eyes to meet him.
Nodding her head, Kyoko could not find her voice to answer. The look on Tsuruga-san's face temporally stunned her. His lips were thinned into a hard line but his eyes were lit with a burning fire, reminding her of his emperor of the night look.
Subconsciously she recognised that he was angry. With an uneasy voice, she said cautiously, "I'm sorry."
Her apology was like the last straw for Ren. He did not want her pity. He could not stand her fundamental lack of grounded emotion. How was it that she could bring herself to fall so madly and utterly in love with Fuwa Sho, who had been treating her so poorly; however, she could not reciprocate the honest feelings that he held for her in his heart?
With a wide grin that did not meet his eyes, he drawled, "Don't apologize. I am not done fucking you yet."
Abruptly, he turned her around, folding her over the table. Holding her waist still with a large hand, he wedged a knee between her legs. Spreading them open, he positioned himself behind her and bent over her so that his hips were pressed firmly against her buttocks.
Kyoko gasp in surprise at his rapid movement. She could feel his hardness though his slacks, as it pressed up against her. Her body welcomed it without any hesitation but her mind was screaming in alarm at the way he was handling her. Biting down her panic, she reminded herself that this was the only way to make Tsuruga-san love her.
Hadn't Mouko-san assured her that she could use sex to make Ren love her? Wasn't it worth the gamble, since her only other recourse was to divorce him? Giving her body to him was just a simple matter since he already possessed her heart.
Her thoughts were soon overwhelmed when she felt him begin to move above her. His hand glided softly under her shirt and up her back to unclasp her bra. Circling around to the front he unbuttoned her blouse and pushed her bra out of the way to fill both his hands with her full breasts.
With an unrestrained urgency, he half caressed, half tugged at her nipples until they peaked in his palm. Stoking her over and over again, Ren persisted for several long moments until her breast rose and fell on their own accord, rubbing against him in response.
Kyoko could see his large strong hands caressing her breast. His fingers were long and tanned, a startling contrast against her white skin. With each expertise stoke of his skilled hands, she couldn't help but wonder at how many other women he had done this to.
The thought was immediately vanquished when one of Ren's hands left her breast. She stilled in surprise but when he inserted two fingers into her moist center, she melted against him and began to moan with pleasure.
"You're so wet. Do you like that?" he questioned softly against her ears.
"Yes," Kyoko breathed back.
"Do you want more?" he asked in a silky voice as his hand lingered at the tip of her clitoris.
"Yes," she said while she rested her head forward on the table.
"Tell me what you want," he urged her in a low murmur, while he began to stroke her sensitive soft muscle.
"I want you," Kyoko answered, uncaring that she was revealing her deepest emotion to him.
"What do you want me to do? Do you want me to fuck you?" His tone was brass, almost harsh and cruel.
"Yes," Kyoko replied without any hesitation as she easily succumbed to his explicit claim.
Satisfied with her yielding response, Ren had to respect that she could be so honest with him. Even though he longed to love her passionately and hold her lovingly, he understood what she wanted from him.
Wasn't it foolish of him to expect more from her? This was the reason she had left him on their wedding night. The truth was that she never saw him as a potential love interest. He wasn't even as important to her as her best friend Kotonami-san.
That was why she could so easily run out on him to meet up with Kotonami-san. Again, Ren cautioned himself from being fooled into believing that she could ever feel anything for him. He was lucky that she even felt desire for him.
Hardening his jaw, he studied her through narrowed eyes that were no longer blinded by his love. Her ragged breathing was fast and she rested her face on her cheek over the desk. With her eyes shut tight, Ren wondered if she was thinking of Fuwa Sho.
An angry flare lit up his eyes as the notion took hold. Wanting to toss her alluring body as far away from him as possible, his hand bit down hard on her hips. But Kyoko's sudden cry changed his mind.
Relaxing his tight hold, his hands slowly ran up her legs and pulled them wide apart. Reaching down, he pulled the zipper down on the front of his pants. With a shove of his hips, he forcibly inserted himself into her wet cavity.
Kyoko was startled by his swift movement. Her eyes flew open and she bit down on her tongue to keep from crying out. His large member embedded her tight walls completely and she was barely used to his fullness when he started to move within her.
His body was hard and he was rough as he pounded her smaller frame. Her body rocked forward with each of his strong deep thrust. But within seconds, she was finding her own rhythm and meeting his demanding body.
Plunging himself into Kyoko in a steady tempo, Ren began to lose himself within her. Knowing that she only wanted him physically, made him insensitive and rough, as he sank himself into her soft and willing body. Grabbing her small buttocks, he measured their consistency in his large hands. His hand caressed their smooth curve languidly.
Noting the sharp increase in Kyoko's breathing, Ren increased his pace. He deepened each strong thrust, until he could feel her body jerk upwards from the force of his actions. Hammering deeper still, he sought only to fuck her without having any loving emotions. But his heart resisted this approach and he found himself desperately kissing the nape of her neck.
Tiny beads of sweat began to appear on the small of her back and Ren leaned lower to lick at them. With surprising gentleness, his warm tongue burned with heat against Kyoko's flushed skin. Clenching her hands into tight fists, she tried to suppress a soft groan against them.
As Ren pounded at her hard and fast, Kyoko started to feel herself come undone. It was as if an explosion had gone off within her body. Convulsing in bliss, she let out a small scream. With ecstasy, every inch of her body went limp in abandonment.
Her response excited Ren and with a few more deep thrusts, he emptied his load within her. His body went rigid with pleasure before he shuddered uncontrollably within her. With exhaustion, he finally collapsed on top of her.
Shutting his eyes as he rested on her back, Ren could hear Kyoko's heart beat racing. A slight smile curved at his lips at the notion of fulfilling her sexual desire. Her soft skin was moist and smelled musky from having sex. The erotic blend was mesmerizing to Ren.
As their labored breathing returned to normal, Ren lifted himself off Kyoko. Withdrawing from her warmth, he pulled her skirt back down before he attended to his own clothing. His hands were fluid as he straightened himself in his pants.
Slowly, Kyoko rose from off the table and turned around. Her face was flush and her skin was glowing as she faced him. But her eyes were downcast, as she smooth down her school uniform and buttoned up her shirt.
Glancing around the room, she bent down and hastily picked up her discarded underwear. Shoving the pink lace into her pocket, she walked unsteadily away from him. Her shoes clicked loudly in the quiet room.
Ren waited for her to say something and his eyes followed her movements. But it wasn't until she reached the door of her dressing room before she turned a shoulder to regard him. Her eyes were dull and almost emotionless. Her voice was calm and aloof, as she quietly said, "I have to get back to work."
Nodding coolly, Ren forced a lazy grin across his face, "I need to go as well."
A/N: Hi everyone. Hope you don't mind me adding a little drama into this story. Some of you have asked if it was coincidental but I always try to align my stories to what is currently going on in SB.
Since Kyoko is seen falling off the cliff, the tone of SB has turned more serious, and so I shall try to accommodate as well.
But not to worry, this won't be as dramatic as my other fan fics (at least I'll try not to make it so).
Please continue to send me your reviews and show me what you think. I still haven't worked out the kinks in this story, so I welcome all your sugesstions.