Not really having a good day writing.. I have scrapped everything I have done since I got up this morning... Maybe if I put up another chapter I will get some good karma and ideas will flow better. I hope you all enjoy it. Please let me know
Note: I do not own Skip Beat!.
Ren had dropped Yashiro off at LME so that he could finish up some paperwork while the actor went home to rest. It had been another long day as they prepared for Ren to take the first of the year off to spend with his new bride. They were going to fix the paperwork before hand and have a public wedding later. Lory had already started the planning, but was waiting for the girls to show back up before finalizing all of the details. He figured that they could have the invitations made and sent as soon as they agreed on a date. He had even picked out the flowers and the dresses for the bridesmaids, but he needed the bride to tell him who those would be and who she wanted to invite.
Yashiro caught the last train home and was closing on his building when he heard a voice that made him pause. He shook himself and started on his way again. He had been hearing Catherine's voice calling to him in his mind since they disappeared three weeks ago.
"Yuki!" This time the voice was harder and hinted with a little annoyance. He turned to find where the sound was coming from. Catherine had just stepped into the light from an ally way dressed in a black leather jacket. He rubbed his eyes to clear the illusions but she was still there smiling at him.
"Catherine?" He asked the apparition. When she smiled and nodded he approached her not really believing it. His heart sang as he pulled her into a tight hug to make sure that she was real. "Where have you been?" Yashiro's mind snapped to an important fact and he pushed her back so he could see her face. "Where's Kyoko." Catherine gave him a calm, yet sad smile.
"She's fine." Yashiro could tell that there was something wrong with the girl as she continued. "Listen, can we go inside to discuss this." Catherine looked at the open but empty street.
"Of course." Yashiro released her and turned so he could get his keys out. He let out a muffled yell when the woman's arms grasped him from behind and pressed a very thick, chemical covered cloth to his face. As the Ether stole his consciousness away he relaxed into her arms. Catherine kissed the side of Yashiro's head and apologized to his now limp form as she dragged him deeper into the darkened ally.
Kyoko opened the door after checking to make sure that it was Catherine that had knocked. She had been pacing the room for the last hour waiting for her friend to return. Catherine closed the door and looked at the worried actress.
"Are you ready?" Catherine asked. Kyoko waffled on her decision. She understood the reasons behind what they were going to do, but she was still worried about the repercussions thereof. Catherine could see the actress' indecision. "If you want to stay here, I'll go by myself." Kyoko shook her head.
"No this is something that we decided to do together, so we go together." Kyoko firmed up her resolve.
"But it was my idea." Catherine pushed her to make sure she was solid. Once they left this room, there was no going back.
"True, but you're doing this for me." Kyoko and Catherine locked eyes and they both set their minds to the task at hand.
"Alright, then let's go." Catherine picked up their bags and led Kyoko out.
Ren sat on his living room floor looking through the scrip for tomorrow's recording. The director had made several changes and he was trying to stuff them in his head, but his heart really was not in it. He looked at the little doll of himself sitting on the chair and wondered where the girls were tonight. He had tormented himself every night with that same question since he heard the girls had gotten a motorbike. Winter was not the best time to travel on bike, but with the right equipment, it would not be too bad. Ren had just laid back on the floor to stretch the muscles of his back out when he heard a knock on his door. He could just see down the hallway to the source of the noise when it sounded again. Ren pulled himself up and went to see who could be calling on him so late at night. He nearly tore the door off the hinges when he peeked through the hole and saw his love standing there in Catherine's fedora.
"Kyoko!" The name was barely past his lips when a heavy weight hit him in the sternum and he stumbled backwards. He had not expected the attack from the woman standing next to his love. The two women rushed into the room after him. Kyoko closed the door while Catherine made another advance on the tall actor. Ren did not know what was going on and instinctively took up a fighting stance as Catherine lunged at him again. He dodged her attack and swung her around and into the living room. His mind reeled as he tried to come up with an explanation as to why this was happening. Catherine did not give him a chance to think as she rushed him again. When he dodged her, she managed to get his arm and flip him over to the ground. His instincts kicked in and he slammed his foot up into her stomach and tossed her up and off of him. Ren's glass coffee table shattered as Catherine's weight came crashing down on top of it. It was the squeal from Kyoko that distracted him long enough for Catherine to get up and throw herself at him as he tried to right himself. The extra weight on his unstable position knocked him back to the floor with her on top of him. Now that she had the advantage, she hit him with a well-placed blow that knocked his consciousness from him.
"Catherine! Are you alright?" Kyoko rushed to the woman getting up from the unconscious actor. Kyoko looked down at the busted table. She was glad that Catherine had kept the heavy leather jacket on, or she would have been cut up badly by the broken glass. Catherine moved to stretch her muscles so that they would not cramp up. She still had things to do.
"Ya, I will be fine." She looked at the lightly bleeding scratches at her wrist before rubbed her stomach where Ren had kicked her. Kyoko watched the action with concern.
"Are you sure?" Catherine gave the actress a very stern look.
"What's done is done. Now let's get him tied up before he wakes up." Kyoko pulled some heavy plastic zip ties from her pocket and the two girls bound Ren's hands and feet with them. Catherine then placed tape over his mouth to keep him from yelling for help. Kyoko pulled a tissue from her pocket and stretched a piece of the tape across it and the minor cut on Catherine's wrist so that she would not get blood on everything. Now that their actor could not get away and Catherine's wound was taken care of, the two girls turned to the task at hand and proceeded to tear the actor's bedroom apart till they found what they needed stuck in the very bottom of his sock drawer. Catherine slipped the thin blue book into her pocket and the girls went back out to attend to their captive. Between the two girls, they rolled the limp actor over and levered him up enough to get him on Catherine's shoulder in a fireman's carry.
"God he's heavy." Catherine groaned and she pushed herself up. Kyoko helped to stabilize her until she could find her feet under her. "What have you been feeding him?" Kyoko giggled nervously at the joke as she tossed a blanket over the tall actor to try to hide him. It did not work very well, his feet stuck out one end and his hands out the other. The two women made their way out of the apartment with their captive. Catherine bounced along the wall trying to stay up right as Kyoko checked the stairwell to make sure no one was there. It would have been easier to use the elevator, but the chances of running into someone were greater.
Ren woke up to a soft swaying motion and Kyoko's voice. A pounding head ache was starting to rage and his stomach was hurting where something was digging into it. He remained limp trying to process what was going on.
"Are you sure you should be carrying him." He could hear the concern in Kyoko's voice. Memories of what just happened flooded into his head as he felt Catherine's voice vibrate through his body.
"Don't worry about that now. We just need to get out of here before someone calls the cops." Catherine pushed away the girl's concern.
"But, it could hurt you." Kyoko fussed. He felt the girl carrying him bump into the wall again as she turned the corner on the steps.
"If the kick to the stomach didn't hurt me, then carrying his fat butt down the stairs will be fine." He could hear the humor in the woman's voice as she stopped before the doorway to the parking garage. "Check the door to make sure it's clear." Kyoko pushed the door open and checked.
"Clear." Kyoko held the door open as Catherine slipped through with her burden. Kyoko released the door and it swung shut faster than Catherine was moving and smacked the actor in the head. Ren grunted in pain, but remained unmoving. "I AM SO SORRY!" He had to smile at Kyoko's apology. He went slack again when she flipped the blanket up to check to make sure he was ok. When she could not find any injury, she pulled the blanket back down and patted it into place. He felt Catherine try a shrug under him.
"What's a little concussion after what we just did?" Catherine laughed. Horror filled Kyoko's face at her manager's words.
"That's horrible." Kyoko fussed as the two girls made their way to the waiting car.
"And what we just did is not." Catherine raised an eyebrow at the girl. Kyoko did not reply. "Open the back door please." Kyoko stopped with her hand on the trunk latch.
"The back door?" She asked. Catherine looked at her from under the weight of the pretending man.
"Unless you really WANT to stuff him in the trunk." Kyoko moved to open the passenger's back door for her. Ren felt Catherine bend over and gently place his butt on the seat of the car. He felt Kyoko hand against his head so that they would not smack it again on the frame of the door. He remained limp as the two girls carefully loaded him into the car. It took Kyoko getting in on the other side to pull him by the shoulders before they were able to get his massive frame crammed into the back seat of the car. Once he was in, they covered him over with the blanket and drove off.
Author's note.. now I hope I can get back into my groove and pump out the rest of the story... wish me good luck.