This one is short today, but I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know
Note: I do not own Skip Beat!
"So what is this new job?" Ren questioned his beloved kohai as the elevator dropped down its shaft. Kyoko froze trying to find a way to turn her senpai from the subject that she was sure would make him upset. Unable to come up with a good cover story, she decided that the truth would be the best option.
"The president has asked me to appear in Fuwa-san's latest PV." Kyoko sighed as she admitted her dilemma to Ren. The tall actor stiffened at this news. 'How could the boss ask her to do something like that!' Ren fumed as he pulled on his best cover smile.
"And are you going to do it?" He asked quietly, trying to keep the disgust out of his voice. Both Yashiro and Kyoko cringed at the anger Ren was failing to conceal from his friends. Kyoko had been seriously thinking about it, but with the way Ren was acting, she was not sure if she should.
"I was thinking about it." Kyoko started. "Otousan told me that I should not pass on jobs just because I did not like them, and I am indebted to Haruki Asami-san for showing Ogata-san the 'Prisoner' PV early, assuring me the part of Mio." Kyoko quickly explained her thinking before Ren could blow up at her for considering the job. Ren calmed as she explained her thinking, and by the time the three had settled in the car, he had come to the same conclusion she had. As long as she was not doing it to try to exact her revenge, it would be in her best interests to do the PV, even if he did not like it.
"Ok, if you are sure it's something you want to do." Ren gave in to reason. Kyoko did not know what to make of her senpai's response, but decided not to push him anymore. Yashiro had listened quietly to the conversation trying not to draw attention to himself, but had to agree with Ren's opinion after hearing all the details. They rode in a comfortable silence until Ren dropped Yashiro off. Kyoko had insisted that he take the cookies that Catherine had made. She forced them on him with the explanation that an actress needed to watch what she ate. It was the same excuse that Kanae tried to use on her before giving in to Kyoko's ice cream demands. He finally agreed and took the surgery snack inside to recover from the day. It would take a long bath and a few of the cookies before he could clear his mind of their maker enough to actually get to sleep.
Ren walked Kyoko clear up to the door of the Darumaya when they arrived. One of the streetlight was out and he wanted to make sure that she was safe.
"Thank you for your help today." Kyoko smiled to the man watching over her as they arrived at the door of the restaurant. "Please be safe going home."
"As you wish." Ren replied in English. Kyoko froze as she recognized the words from the movie she had watched that day. Her heart pounded as she stared at her respected senpai with wide eyes trying to understand why he had used that line in response. She finally decided that he was messing with her and didn't really understand what those words had meant in the movie before wished him goodnight and disappearing into the restaurant. Ren sighed in defeat as he returned to his car. Even after using the cryptic words of love from the Princess Bride, she still did not realize his feelings. At least she had not torn away in horror at his words. He took several deep breaths to compose himself so that he could drive home for a good stiff drink before bed.
Kyoko held up the front of her floor length skirt as she ran down the long corridor and around the corner into a dead end. Her heaving breathing was hampered by the tight corset pressing against her ribs. Finding herself trapped, she turned to face the tall man in the black pirate shirt that had been chasing her. His face and hair was covered with a black bandana and the rapier in his hand looked deadly. He slowed his chase when he discovered his pray trapped. He slipped his sword back into its sheath as he closed on the young woman. Kyoko pressed herself into the cold stone wall hoping to find a lose brick or hidden passage that would allow her escape.
"What do you want?" She screamed at the menacing figure. The man continued forward without answering. "Why are you chasing me?" Still no answer from her pursuer, he was only a few feet away now. "At least tell me who you are!" The tall figure stopped at these words. He freed one of his hands from its leather glove before pulling the bandana off reveling flowing golden hair and familiar blue eyes from her distant past. Her memory give adult form closed on her and wrapped her in his arms. Kyoko nearly died as she recognized the voice of her respected senpai English words echoing off the walls with all the passion of a lover's confession before stealing her lips.
"As you wish."
Kyoko woke up flailing as she ripped herself away from the dream. She ran her hands over her body checking for the corset that had restricted her a moment ago. It had been so real that she could still feel the warmth from the passionate kiss on her lips. Finding herself safe in her bed, she laid back and tried to slow her breathing. The final words of her dream rolled around in her head as she tried to figure out how she had mixed her fairy prince and her respected sempai together. She looked over at her clock, 3 am. She needed to go back to sleep or she would not be able to function tomorrow. Even after getting up to make herself some warm milk to help calm down, it was over an hour before she was finally able to get back to sleep.
Across town, Japan's favorite actor shifted in his bed as he was pulled from his dream. He could still feel the heat from the corset wrapped girl he had been holding, the taste of her kiss still on his lips. He lay still savoring the details of the fading dream and clinched his hands imprinting the feel of his love on his memory. He sighed as he rolled over in the expanse of his empty bed to find his clock. 3 am. If only she could accept his love, he would show her how sweet life could be. Giving in to the need for sleep, he used the three English words from his last dream to seed the dreams to come.