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Here is chapter twenty-six. I'm sorry that I'm posting it so late. School has taken up most of my free time. So my posts will most likely be sporadic for a while. At least until I get my schedule completely figured out. Please bare with me. I promise that this story will not fall to the wayside.

Words written in italics are spoken in Russian.

Disclaimer: I do not own Skip Beat or any of the characters from it. Skip Beat is the property of Yoshiki Nakamura.

Couple's Feelings

Kyoko could feel her whole body go red. 'I've been saying 'I love you' without even knowing it!? Why did Kuon want me to learn how to say 'I love you' in Russian? Is it because...'

Kuon could feel the heat coming from Kyoko. He loosened his grip a little so that he could look at her face.

Her eyes were spinning and she was as red as a tomato.

Kuon smiled slightly before leaning forward and giving Kyoko a soft lingering kiss. After he ended the kiss he whispered, "Kyoko, do you want to know why I taught our the Russian for 'I love you'?"

Kyoko had come back to life when Kuon kissed her but she couldn't talk. So she just nodded in answer to his question.

Kuon started talking again, his voice still a whisper, "I want for us to he able to tell each other how we feel without anyone else knowing what we are saying. Our relationship is just that 'ours.' I want to keep as much of it private as possible.

"I love you. I want the world to know that but they don't need to know everything about us. I told you I'm very possessive and I don't want to share you with anyone." Kuon looked into Kyoko's eyes the whole time he was talking. Trying to convey how much she meant to him.

Kyoko had started crying while Kuon was talking but she was also smiling. She wrapped her arms tightly around Kuon's waist. "I don't want to share you either. I love you."

Kuon smiled his heavenly smile again as he held Kyoko tightly. Enjoying the peaceful feeling that had settled over them.

Kuon's phone rang making Kyoko jump two feet in the air. She put a hand on her heart glaring at the phone as Kuon answered.

"Yes, Yashiro?" Ren's personality coming to the surface. He put an arm around Kyoko's shoulders trying to help her calm down.

Yashiro smirked when Ren answered his phone. "No why the annoyed tone of voice? Did I interrupt something between you and Kyoko-chan?"

"Why did you call Yashiro?" Ren's voice was very friendly.

Yashiro felt the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. "Ren are you doing that scary smile of yours?"

Ren didn't reply but Yashiro could feel the gentlemanly aura increase. He swallowed. "I only wanted to inform you that the interview will be at ten tomorrow morning. It is going to be a live interview. Though I suppose you would have assumed as much."

"Yes, I did have a feeling that would be the case. We do want our relationship known as soon as possible. At least now because of Fuwa. Who will the interviewer be?"

"It will be Kamya Chieko. You've been interviewed by her before." Yashiro said flipping through his planner from the previous year.

"I remember that interview. She was very professional."

Yashiro nodded in agreement even though Ren couldn't see him. "Yes, she is. She won't ask extremely personal questions. Which is why President Takarada decided to have he do the interview."

"Is the location the same as last time?"

"Yes, it is."

"Alright, thank you for calling, Yashiro. Is there anything else that Kyoko and I need to know?"

"No, that was everything." Yashiro suddenly grinned and spoke in his devious voice. "I'll no longer keep you from whatever you and Kyoko-chan were doing. Enjoy!" He squealed. He quickly hung up before Ren could say anything.

Ren sighed as he put his phone back in his pocket.

"What's wrong?"

Ren looked into Kyoko's eyes and smiled, becoming Kuon again. "Nothing's wrong, Babe. Yashiro was just fangirling."

Kyoko smiled slightly. "I guess you don't like it when he does that."

"No, I don't." Kuon pulled Kyoko closer to him and rested his chin on her head. "How can a man in his twenties be so similar to a teenage girl? It should not be possible."

"I don't know. I think that the only explanation that can be given is that it's Yashiro-san."

Kuon gave a small sigh before kissing the top of Kyoko's head.

"Why did he call anyway?"

Kuon sat down and pulled Kyoko onto his lap before answering. "He called to tell us more about the interview. It's going to be live."

Kyoko stiffened when Kuon said "live." 'Oh no! Will the audience like me? Or will they hate me? I'm scared! What if...'

Kuon felt Kyoko stiffen and instantly knew what direction her thoughts were headed. He tightened his arms around her and kiss her temple. He then gave her a soft loving kiss on the lips. "Kyoko."

Kyoko started to shake. She turned and wrapped her arms tightly around Kuon's middle burying her face in his chest.

Kuon kept his arms around Kyoko as he started to rock them. "Shhhh. Kyoko, it is going to be okay. We'll be together the whole time. No one in the audience will say anything bad about you. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll never let anyone hurt you."

"But what if they say that I'm not‒"

"Kyoko," Kuon said in a somewhat stern voice. "You need to stop thinking that way. It isn't true. Trust me."

He felt Kyoko give a small nod.

They stayed like that for a few minutes before Kyoko's stomach rumbled. Kyoko turned bright red.

Kuon laughed as he stood them up. "We should go. Id' say it's time for dinner judging by the sounds your stomach is making."

Kyoko glared at him. He just kissed her and took her hand. "Come on. We can get some take out and go back to my place."

Kuon opened the door to his apartment and let Kyoko in first. They made their way to the kitchen and set the bags down.

"Why are we bringing groceries back when I said that we'd get take out?" Kuon asked as he started pulling things out of a bag.

Kyoko smiled. "I told you that it would be better to have a home cooked meal."

"I want to spoil you, though." Kuon pouted.

Kyoko blushed. "I like cooking and I know that you enjoy what I cook. Besides this way I can make sure that it is healthy."

"But with you busy cooking I can't hold you."

Kyoko's blush got even darker. She ducked her head and pulled the rest of the groceries out of the last bag.

Kuon smirked. 'Kyoko, do you have any idea how cute you look when you blush?' He came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. "How long will it take to make dinner?"

It took Kyoko a couple moments to respond. "Ummm, not long."

"How long is 'not long'? And what are you going to make?" Kuon rested his chin on Kyoko's shoulder.

Kyoko huffed. "Let me start cooking and you'll find out."

Kuon chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Alright. I'll get out your way." He kissed her cheek again and went to the living room.

Kyoko shook her head trying to clear it. 'He really is a playboy.' She put the rest of the ingredients she didn't need away and started cooking.

A short while later Kyoko came out to the living room carrying two bowls of Oyakodon. She set them on the table and turned to get two glasses of water but Kuon grabbed her arm.

"Where are you going?"

"Just to get some water for us to drink."

Kuon smiled. "Stay here I'll get it."

"But‒" Kyoko couldn't finish as Kuon was already in the kitchen. She sat down and waited for him to come back.

"I could have gotten them you know." Kyoko said as soon as Kuon set the glasses on the table.

"I know but I wanted to help. Even if it was just a little bit." He sat down next to Kyoko and kissed her cheek. "Let's eat. Itadakimasu."

Kyoko smiled. "Itadakimasu," she said quietly and started eating. "Are you sure that everything will be alright tomorrow?"

Kuon stopped eating and took Kyoko's hand in one of his. He used his free hand to gently turn her face so that they were looking into each others eyes. "I can't guarantee that everyone in Japan will take our relationship well. We already know the one person who won't and it's thanks to him that we are doing the interview. But I can guarantee that we will do this together. You will never be alone again. I will never leave you and I won't let anyone hurt or say anything bad about you. You are everything to me." He gave her the most loving kiss he had yet, trying to make her understand. He ended the kiss and smiled at her gently. He raised his hands and wipe a few stray tears from her cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I just‒"

"Shhhh. I understand."

Kyoko gave Kuon a very small smile and a light kiss.

They continued eating still holding hands. When they were done, they gathered the dishes, and took them to the kitchen. As they were washing the dishes Kuon looked at Kyoko. "Do you want to spend the night again?"

Kyoko blushed as she thought about it. "What if people see us in the morning? What will they think?"

"Kyoko, you've stayed here before and we haven't had any problems."

"That's true." She was quiet again for a little bit. "I don't have any clothes for tomorrow."

Kuon dried the last dish and took Kyoko's hand again. "Come with me." He lead her to his bed room and had her sit on his bed. "Close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Just do it, okay?" Kuon sounded like an excited little kid.

"Fine." Kyoko covered her eyes with her hands.

Kuon smiled as he quietly went to his closet and pulled out a box. He went back to Kyoko and set it on her lap. "You can open your eyes now."

Kyoko quickly opened her eyes and looked at the box in her lap. She looked at Kuon, "What's this?"

"Open it and find out."

There was a small frown on Kyoko's face as she opened the box. Inside there was a white peasant style top paired with a pale green flowing knee length skirt. There was also a pair white wedge sandals. Kyoko gasped as she saw what was in the box. "Kuon, I‒"

"Don't say you can't take these, Kyoko. They're yours. I got them for you when I was still in Guam. I have something else for you too. Hold out your hand."

Kyoko just looked at Kuon. So he gently took her hand and placed a small gauzy bag in it. "Open it up. I think you'll like it."

Kyoko slowly opened the bag and tipped it over her hand. Out fell a pair of small dangling earrings shaped liked tiaras. Kyoko couldn't breath for a second. "Kuon, these are beautiful."

"So, you like them?"

"I love them," Kyoko whispered. She leaned up and gave Kuon a small kiss.

"I'm glad. And you like the clothes?"

"Yes, but I don't know if they'll look good on me."

Kuon smiled. "They will look wonderful on you."

Kyoko nodded and covered her mouth as she yawned. She blushed, "sorry."

Kuon took the box out of her lap. "We should get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Kyoko nodded and stood up. They made their way to the guest room.

Kuon set the box on the second bed. He turned and saw Kyoko pulling her pajamas out of her bag. He gave her a quick hug and kiss. "Sleep well, Kyoko. I'll see you in the morning."

"You too, Kuon. I love you."

"I love you, too." Kuon said with a smile as he left the room closing the door behind him.