SO I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANY CHAPTERS SINCE 2012… WHAT THE HECK GUYS?! *DOGEZA* *DOGEZA* *DOGEZA* *DOGEZA* I'm glad you guys want more but I have nooooo idea story what's been happening in the story and nevertheless where the story is going! Ideas?! I was just busy in life and well… I guess I forgot about this. Until I got a recent emails and I guess I should finish what I started… Sorry for the long author note but it had to be done and said! I'm still extremely busy though so I don't know if I can promise a chapter a day but I'll do my best to finish! By the way, I haven't kept up with Skip Beat much so please excuse any OOC .
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After Kyoko and Ren had gone through a long time shopping, they finally arrived at Ren's house. Kyoko was shuffling through the bags, looking for the right vegetables to chop up first when she noticed Ren was staring at her like a helpless puppy. "I think it's going to be awhile Mr. Tsuruga and I don't think you can help that much, ha-ha-ha but why don't you go ummm watch TV? I'll tell you when it's done" Before Ren could even reply, Kyoko was doing dogezas repeatedly "I'm sorry, Mr. Tsuruga! I should have known and told you how long it would take to cook all this food!"
Ren strained to hide his laughter from her, "Pfffttt… It's alright. Kyoko-chan, I'm not upset or anything, you see?"
Kyoko looked up from her feet and cocked her head a little to the side.
Huh, Ren thought, What's wrong this time?
All of the sudden, Kyoko wagged her finger and said, "Mr. Tsuruga, you need to call me Mogami-san! It's not formal otherwise!" I mean, I like you a lot and you should get to call me Kyoko-chan rather soon but, I… I… I… This is moving way too fast! How am I suppose to open up my heart to… love? It's a stupid emotion…! But I've longed for it for so long now…How else am I suppose to appreciate my fans or even-
Kyoko face had become ill and on the verge of breaking. What's happening now?!, Ren thought. He waved his face in front of her face, "Mogami-san?"
Kyoko snapped out of her thoughts, "Huh?"
"Are you okay? You kind of went out of it."
Kyoko threw her hand behind her head, put on a sales woman smile on and said "Yes! I'm fine! I just had a long day at work, but I'll get to cooking now so you can go take a shower or watch TV or whatever you want!" Then she bowed, strapped on her apron and began chopping away at the vegetables.
Ren, completely and utterly confused, walked to his bedroom and sat on his bed. He began running his hand through his soft hair before he pulled out a long, thin box from the drawer next to his bed. Is this really the right time to give this to her? No wait… is this the right time to tell her? I know she can beat Fuwa but if I do this now, and she rejects me, how will she fair when the time comes… Nevertheless if she locks me out of her heart, I can't…
Ren forced himself up and went to his closet, picking out a casual sweater and pants then walking to the bathroom. Maybe it can wait. I love her but… It can wait.
Kyoko continued to chop the vegetables, soon after she was done, she made sure the rice was cooking. Then she began to chop up pieces of the chicken. She smiled to herself, remembering the time when Ren first bought package chicken. He was so unsure on whether or not which one was fresher. She chuckled, remembering how she corrected him during her state of panic. "The cheaper one is fresher than the expensive one! The taste and the texture is better than the other one! Even the skin is fresher!"
Kyoko looked up and sighed. What am I going to do? I'll just wait and see until after my competition with Fuwa. Kyoko gripped the knife tighter at the thought of Show Fuwa but then quickly tried to calm herself. One issue at a time.
Demon number 1: She still isn't here! And no way Momma's going to confess her "love" to Tsuruga, we locked up those feelings a long time ago!
Demon number 3: We need to find her, NOW.
Demon number 4: And do what?! What can she do and what can we do to her now?! It doesn't matter anymore.
Demon number 3: Pffttt when did you become such a saint?
Demon number 4 slapped her hard and said: I never did but I want what's best for Momma.
Kyoko continued cooking even though she felt like she was having an internal battle going on within her own body. Still, she pressed on, hoping for the best with this dish. I hope I made this right, I've only ever done it one other time… kinda.
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