Chapter 74: Green Eyes

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Skip Beat, for if I did, there would definitely be a lot of Kuu harassing Lory in the wee hours of the morning.

Lory paused the latest otome game he was playing and reached for the ringing telephone. He knew of only one person that would call him at this ungodly hour.

"Hello, Takarada Lory speaking," he answered formally just in case, for once, he could be wrong.

"Boss! How could you? I know it was all your idea to pair my sweet little girl with such a wolf!" Kuu was singing a whole different tune with Lory than he did hours ago when he talked to his children. He wanted to lock his daughter in her room and never let her out. He knew the perverts would start coming out of the woodwork sniffing around his precious little girl.

"You know that wolf is your own flesh and blood right?" Lory responded dryly, lighting his cigar.

"That's beside the point!" Kuu screeched into the phone so loud that Lory had to pull it away from his ear. "Couldn't you have covered her up a little more?"

"Now, Kuu, that's the father in you speaking. You know very well that Mogami-kun needs to overcome her distaste for certain roles to grow as an actress."

"I know, but still! All those red-blooded hounds are going to come sniffing around her and I'm not there to protect her," Kuu whined. Lory could practically picture Kuu's pouting face.

"You do know her real father is watching out for her; Although, he will be returning to New York City soon to close out some business. He wants to make sure things with Mogami-kun are settled before he leaves."

"Don't remind me that she has a real father," Kuu scowled, jealousy dripping from his voice. "He seems like a good man from the emails Kyoko-chan and I exchanged. I'm very happy for her. If there's someone that deserves to be cherished as a daughter, it's her."

Lory hummed his agreement.

"What's your opinion of him, Boss? You're second to none when it comes to reading people. Do you think he would hurt her? If he does, he'll have to answer to me and Julie."

Lory chuckled. He wondered if Tadashi was aware of just how many people he would have to contend with if he ever hurt Kyoko.

"So far, he has been sincere. I have no reason to doubt his intentions. He's committed to devoting the rest of his life for the sake of building a relationship with his daughter. He feels guilty for what he did, not only to her mother all those years ago but also for not being there for his daughter."

"I have no place to judge the man. We all make mistakes. I guess I shouldn't complain too much about missing the last six years of my son's life," Kuu replied quietly. "How is he doing, Boss?"

"I'm surprised you haven't called him yet. Aren't you talking again?" Lory asked, astonished. He thought Kuu would be bursting with excitement to call his children after he heard the news.

"I did call him. Can you believe that boy told us not to watch his movie? Do you know how much that hurts to not see your lovely son's performance on the big screen?" Kuu sniffled, choking back tears.

"Isn't it because Juliena is weak to those kinds of movies? It's very violent and gory. I'm afraid you won't recognize your cute son," Lory warned. Kuon probably didn't want to burden them with painful memories.

"Even still, Jules is determined to watch it until the end. No matter what, he's still our precious boy. I can't see him in any other light."

"Then I suggest you prepare yourself. He had to tap into his darkness to pull off the role. I'm ashamed to say that I selfishly used Mogami-kun as his omamori. She was able to bring him back into the light several times. He's close, my friend, I'm positive of that."

"What are you saying, Boss? Do you think he's ready to live as Kuon again?" Kuu asked hopefully.

"I'm not sure what kind of criteria that boy is holding himself to, but I'm sure you already know. To put it bluntly, he had surpassed you when he played Katsuki. He can only go up from here. Perhaps he's just waiting for the right moment?" Lory took a long drag of his cigar as he contemplated Kuon's actions. It would seem the boy needed another little nudge.

"Are you serious? I won't tell Jules right now. I don't want to get her hopes up. We can be patient."

Lory could tell his old friend was already full of hope. He wondered how long he would be able to keep these thoughts from his wife.

"Yes, it hasn't been easy, but you both have endured very well," Lory praised his close friend.

"Thanks for everything, Boss. We took parenting for granted and we're prepared to do better once he's ready to have us again. We couldn't have saved him without you..."

A short pause ensued before Kuu spoke again, his tone cold and deadly, "Are the Morizumis going to be a problem for my children?"

Lory sighed. It didn't look like he would be able to get his couple together anytime soon as he filled Kuu in on the past events. It baffled him why neither of those kids had disclosed anything to him.

Kuon woke with a start from his nightmare. Talking to his parents last night about Tragic Marker must have triggered the dreams. He looked to his right, seeking comfort from his girlfriend, and found Kyoko's side empty. Panicking, he looked at the clock on his phone, it was way too early to be awake. He sat up in bed listening for any sounds of her. When he heard none, he stood up quickly and frantically searched the bathroom, finding it empty. He turned to the bedroom door and noticed it ajar. They slept with the door closed and locked as an added security measure so if it was open she had to be outside.

Finding her sitting at the coffee table, she looked up from her laptop at his approach. The warm smile she gave him made all the anxiety in his heart melt away.

"Did I wake you?" She asked as he walked towards her in nothing but his boxer briefs. He shook his head and plopped himself behind her leaning against the couch, his legs stretching out on each side of her. Kuon wrapped his arms around her slender waist and laid his chin on her shoulder. Kyoko relished in the feel of him as his bare chest rippled against her back. She was now shamefully aware that she was still bare beneath her nightgown as liquid heat began to pool at the apex of her legs. It reminded her that they didn't finish what they started before his parents had called and instead went to bed.

"What are you looking at?" He asked gazing at her screen. She had completely forgotten what she was doing on the computer when she saw him coming out.

"Is everything okay?" He asked tightening his hold on her. "Why are you looking at our pictures?"

"I just couldn't sleep, so I decided to do something joyful by putting our memories on the computer." She clicked the keyboard and the screen changed to her wallpaper. It began scrolling through her saved pictures. He had seen many of them before but only through her tiny cellphone screen. "I wouldn't believe that this was my life without all this proof."

"Believe it! You're stuck with me for the rest of your life, baby. I'm never letting you go," he vowed, kissing her temple.

"I'm so blissfully happy that I don't care what the rest of the day may bring. Even if I'm hated for portraying Setsu, I don't regret my decision on becoming her; after all, she brought me closer to you," Kyoko confessed, twisting in his arms and kneeling between his legs.

Her breath caught in her throat as she stared into his gorgeous green eyes illuminated by the computer screen. She tenderly cupped each side of his face with her hands and declared in a trembling whisper, "I love you Kuon." She leaned forward and closed her eyes to kiss him.

Kuon was so overcome by emotion that his eyes involuntarily watered. "I love you too," he replied, his voice cracking like a pubescent boy. He closed the gap between them to receive her kiss. His arms encircled her waist once their lips touched, and his heart hammered in his chest as he pulled her closer against him.

Taking her cues from him, Kyoko parted her lips to deepen their kiss. As always, his lips were soft and sensual drawing her in for more. She knew she would never get tired of kissing him.

Kuon broke the kiss and lifted her, spinning them around so she was settled on the couch with her legs bent at the knee, hanging over the edge. Kneeling between them, he ran his hands up her smooth thighs, pushing her nightgown to reveal her sweet flesh. Feeling exposed when the air hit her bare parts, Kyoko tried to close her legs, but Kuon's body barred her from doing so. The man had the audacity to adjust the location of the computer so he could see her better, using the soft glow of the screen to light his view. Kyoko's cheeks burned when she realized why he moved it.

"You're beautiful, baby. Never hide from me. I want to see all of you," he rasped in a voice thick with desire. He leaned over her, his lips seeking hers once she was settled against the cushions.

Kyoko let out an erotic moan into his mouth, responding as his body rubbed against her mound. She reacted wantonly by bucking her hips against him, feeling her wetness gush between her thighs. She did not doubt that Kuon could feel her creamy juices slathering his lower abs. Would he think I'm disgusting?

Her action caused Kuon to pull back panting with need. He wanted her naked, stat. He pulled at the hem of her nightgown lifting it over her head and discarded it over his shoulder. He paused to gaze upon her as if it was his first time seeing such beauty. He stared deep into her eyes, drowning in the amber pools clouded with lust. Reluctantly, he broke eye contact and slowly trailed down the length of her neck to her breasts.

Her soft, pink-tipped mounds stood erect, begging to be ravaged by his mouth. Smirking, he planned to leave a love bite or two on her beautiful skin before he was done with her. His scrutiny continued down her toned abdomen, making Kyoko squirm under the heated gaze of her Emperor.

Kyoko's stomach clenched when his perusal halted at the cleft between her thighs. She watched in rapture as his body tensed and trembled, drinking in the sight of her. Another wave of wetness hit her when his tongue seductively slipped out, slowly licking the seam of his lips.

Kuon groaned in appreciation. She was still so smooth down there that he couldn't wait to taste her. Kuon tore his gaze from her just as she was about to cover herself with her hands. He reached for her hands and interlaced his fingers with them. Lifting them over her head, he crushed his mouth against hers. His kiss was hard and full of wanting. Kyoko instinctively lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He spent a long time just kissing her while he gyrated his hips so his erection rubbed at her hot center. Whenever he would thrust, she would thrust to meet his hips in return. He never thought dry humping a woman could be so erotic and fulfilling. He was on the cusp of his climax but he wanted to prolong this feeling.

He broke their kiss again and pried her legs from around his hips. Kyoko whimpered when he stopped. She was so close and needed more.

"Shhhh, baby. I'm not done yet." He promised in a hoarse whisper, brushing his lips against her ear. He nibbled and sucked her lobe before he moved to her neck. He made sure not to linger there too long. He didn't want to leave a mark that would trouble her at work. He moved to his next point of attack as his mouth covered her right breast, nipping and sucking at her supple skin. I'll leave my mark right here. He smirked and lingered on her breast, sucking the tip while rolling the other between his fingers. Kyoko flailed beneath him and rocked her hips rhythmically against him. "Ah...Kuon...don't stop," she managed to pant out. Her fingers delved into his silky hair holding him against her chest. He switched sides and began torturing her other breast with his skilled tongue.

His hand slid away from her breast and settled between her thighs. "Christ baby you're so wet!" He rasped out. He couldn't wait to taste her. His tongue blazed a hot trail down her abdomen and lingered over her belly button. He laid soft kisses on her tummy and pulled away again. He took her legs by the back of her knees and lifted them so her feet rested on the couch, spreading her wide. He wrapped his arms around her legs to hold her thighs apart. Kuon rained soft kisses on her inner thigh starting from her knee and working his way down. When he got close to her sex he switched legs and continued tormenting her. He stopped at the bottom and sucked gingerly at her skin to leave another mark. The heat and scent of her so close drove him mad with desire.

Kyoko didn't think she could take the torture any longer. Her body shook with need. "Kuon...please," she begged. She didn't have to beg him twice. He dipped his tongue into her entrance and ran it up the seam of her pussy, laying a soft kiss right above her sensitive button. Mmmm, she tastes so fucking heavenly.

Kyoko cried out in response making Kuon chuckle. The breath from his laughter on her pussy sent hot jolts coursing through her body. She opened her legs wider, welcoming him to do more. "Please Kuon...don't stop," she gasped.

Pulling his mouth away, he slipped two fingers inside of her and watched her golden eyes darken with lust as he slid them in and out, curling until he found her sweet spot. Unable to hold out anymore, Kuon used his free hand to reach into his boxers and grip his painful erection. The timing of his hands worked in unison. Every time he slid his fingers deep within her, he pulled back on his cock. He closed his eyes and imagined sliding deeply inside her hot channel. Hearing her labored breathing, he opened his eyes to watch her. She flicked her tongue over her lips, wetting them, then threw her head back and dug her fingers into the cushions as ecstasy overtook her.

"Uh...Ah... Kuon...it feels so good," she moaned, rocking her hips against his hand. Her carnal sounds were his undoing. His fingers pumped vigorously until a powerful orgasm crashed over him quickly as cum spurted into his boxers and coated his hand. When his body settled, he leaned down and sucked her clit into his mouth. He continued to thrust his fingers inside her as he nibbled and sucked on her delicious bundle of nerves. Within moments, Kyoko came apart at the seams as she climaxed, her orgasm racking through her body. That didn't stop Kuon's mouth from continuing its assault on her. He removed his fingers and tongued her entrance lapping at every drop of fluid gushing from her, relishing in the taste of her sweet nectar.

When he licked up every last drop of her cum, Kuon straightened his body and swiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then grinned down at her. She looked thoroughly sated and so was he. Having Kyoko like this was more than satisfying for him. She stretched languidly and let out a loud yawn. Kyoko covered her mouth quickly with her hands, ashamed of what she just did.

"Ouch," Kuon winced.

"I'm sorry, Corn! Please don't be mad! It's just that...um...what you did just now...my body that is... it's very relaxed," she stammered.

Kuon smiled proudly as her words bolstered his ego. He loved the way the blush from her cheeks extended down her neck.

"Looks like the princess needs her beauty sleep," Kuon teased as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to their bed. There was still time to doze before they needed to wake up.

"Wait! What about you? I want to, you know..." Kyoko suggested shyly as he laid her down on the bed.

"You're fine, baby. I took care of the both of us," he winked and kissed her sweetly. "I'll be right back." He gave her lips one more peck before disappearing into the bathroom and returned with a wet rag. He cleaned her up quickly and pulled her into his arms. Content, they both fell fast asleep.

Yashiro looked at his phone for the umpteenth time that morning. He was using his old phone until he had time to replace the one he broke yesterday. He told himself that he was just checking the time while Ren and Kyoko were currently upstairs in the LME gym. Kyoko was taking her training with Ren seriously so all Yashiro could do was support her. He thought it was a good idea that she took such interest in keeping her body healthy and fit; after all, appearance was key for a celebrity. However, there was the occasional role that called for weight gain, weight loss, or even muscle build-up. Those types of situations were monitored by a professional nutritionist and trainer to limit the damage done to the body due to the extreme changes.

He turned back to his work. Since it was still too early, he was focusing on returning emails rather than phone calls he received yesterday. His inbox was flooded by various people he had come in contact with since he had been in the industry. He had a filing system for prioritizing emails as he clicked through them. He threw "personal" emails received from acquaintances and other managers that were more or less sent out of curiosity than work-related into a separate folder. Those had a lower priority. He would prefer to delete them altogether but in this business, one never knew when the connection might be needed.

Yashiro clicked on the next one and zoomed over its contents. Another publication wanted to get the inside scoop of the Heel siblings as well as the story behind the Kimiko video. As he suspected, the Kimiko video was gaining traction. He had yet to see the morning entertainment news, but he hoped this tactic didn't backfire on them. His last folder contained interested parties in hiring Ren and Kyoko for future work. He was quite happy that Kyoko was getting her fair share of offers. The only problem with her was time. Kyoko was returning to school tomorrow and knew how important it was to her to finish her education. He would do his best to optimize her schedule without burning her out.

The manager's phone alarm went off, alerting him that he had twenty minutes to link up with Ren. They had back-to-back meetings this morning with the directors and producers for a watch commercial and a script reading, and an already established magazine interview. The questions for the interview were predetermined and cleared by the LME PR department. Yashiro hoped the reporter would not stray from the assigned questions. Since it wasn't live, Ren could easily decline to answer anything off-topic.

Yashiro made his way to the LoveMe room to rendezvous with Ren. He kept his eyes and ears peeled for a glimpse of Kanae and had strategically suggested they meet in the special section's room for convenience. Ren didn't even question him and was all too happy to spend more time with Kyoko. Of course, his ulterior motive was to try and find a reason to talk to Kanae again. Yashiro had received her permission to call or message her, but he didn't want to seem too desperate. He fought the urge to check his phone again and kept walking. Kyoko would be working LoveMe assignments this morning until it was time to meet with Lory. Coming up to the desired door a few minutes later, he knocked on the door but heard nothing. He opened the door gently and peeked inside only to find Ren sitting on the couch spacing out with his headphones on. He didn't notice Yashiro until the man was upon him.

"Ah, Yashiro-san, is it time already?" Ren startled, pulling his headphones off and tucking them into his jacket pocket.

"You were spacing out. You didn't even hear me come in. Is everything okay?" Yashiro looked around the room as if by some miracle Kanae would materialize out of thin air making him only mildly interested in Ren's response.

"Looking for something, Yashiro-san? Perhaps a raven-haired young woman clad in pink?" Ren teased his friend. Oh, how the tables have turned. Their strange behavior around each other last night didn't go unnoticed. Despite his fangirling tendencies, Yashiro was very serious and dependable. Kanae would be lucky to have him.

Yashiro pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and answered, "Yes, I was going to ask her out on a date. I must have just missed her. I'll have to call or send her a message during our next break."

"What?!" Ren exclaimed, surprised by his manager's boldness. He was not expecting Yashiro to admit so easily that he was attracted to LoveMe member number two.

"Ren, not all of us are clueless in love as you are. You may have the face of a playboy, but the fact of the matter is Kyoko is your first and only love. You're no better than a newborn calf learning to walk."

"Ooh, low blow." Ren didn't have a good rebuttal. The shallow relationships he had as a teen were insignificant in comparison to what he shared with Kyoko. Bragging that he had lain with countless women in the past would only hurt Kyoko and him. He wasn't that guy anymore though he regretted his actions deeply. He felt like such a pervert holding Kyoko each night. It was too late now he was too far gone. He had tasted the forbidden fruit and was content to not let it go any further until she was properly his.

"Did Kyoko-chan get called away for an assignment?" Yashiro asked wondering why Ren was all alone in the room.

"If you must know, Kyoko and Kotonami-san, are in studio four. The cleaning crew were short-staffed and enlisted the girls' help," Ren explained while closing the door behind him.

"I see. I wonder how much longer Takarada-san would keep her in the LoveMe section. She is becoming quite popular. I've had several offers coming in for you both. I'm afraid you two will become even busier from now on. But not to worry, I have already penciled in your leave for fashion week as well as the additional days you both requested beforehand for a little R and R."

"Thanks, Yashiro-san." Ren lowered his voice and glanced around the hall before speaking. "I'm glad we're living together. No matter how late I work, we would always be able to see each other at home."

"Are you trying to pick a fight with me? No need to brag about the lovey-dovey good life you're living," Yashiro grumbled begrudgingly.

Ren laughed at his friend's sour expression. "I'm sure you'll be in my shoes soon my friend." He had convinced Kyoko at the gym not to interfere with whatever was brewing between Yashiro and Kanae. He figured those two weren't as dense as they were and wouldn't need their help. Kyoko had looked disappointed but agreed. Given Kanae's personality, would she really want her assistance in love? Kyoko knew he was right. She just wanted to help her friends find happiness.

As they walked down the hall, Yashiro noticed that many people were avoiding eye contact with them. Ren took it all in stride and kept his professional smile plastered on his face. The actor wasn't giving off any kind of aura so he wasn't sure what the problem could be until he heard the whispers.

It's Tsuruga-san. He played Heel Cain who played BJ in Tragic Marker.

I heard he and Kyoko-san fooled the whole cast and crew there. Truly amazing.

Really? What a scary actor?

Word on the street is he got so angry on set he nearly killed the protagonist. The cameras weren't even rolling. They said he just snapped.

Ehhhh! How do you know that? He could have just been stuck in character? That happens to the most talented ones.

Either way, he might have us all fooled. I wonder how Kyoko-san can date such a dangerous guy. What if he is abusing her? She's so innocent…

Heh, the innocent ones are usually the worst. She played that role so easily and looked like a total prostitute yesterday.

Ren's ears twitched at that last remark and turned in the direction of the speaker. His Cain switch was flipped on by the derogatory remarks made towards his girlfriend. Cain stalked up to the noisy women with Yashiro freaking out behind him.

It's BJ! Run for your lives, you idiotic women! The ladies were so engrossed in their chatter that they didn't notice he was walking towards them.

"Tsuruga-san, go- go- good morning to you," the ladies stammered as they bowed. When they stood back up they both gasped. Terrified, one lady's hand shot up to cover her gasp while the other took a step back. They couldn't understand why he was so angry with them. Ren switched to his gentleman smile pleased by the fear in their eyes. The women's demeanors went from scared to dreamy in an instant.

"I admire you ladies," Ren began, laying on the charm. "You must be very proficient at your duties that you have nothing better to do than gossip here like a bunch of Oba-sans. I have some pull with the President I'll be sure to let him know of your hard work," Ren offered, turning up the wattage of his brilliant smile.

"Fo- forgive us, Tsuruga-san, we didn't um mean to. It was unprofessional of us to be gossiping in the workplace."

When her apology didn't appease him the other woman tried instead. "What she means…. Is, in general, not just the workplace. It's unbecoming of a lady to spread gossip," she said in a rush.

"I'm sorry ladies. Please excuse this guy. It's a big peeve of his when he sees people not taking their job seriously. As a team member of LME, you should have more pride in your work, right Ren?" Yashiro broke out in a sweat and elbowed his charge in the ribs to get his cooperation. It would do him any good if he starts scaring away his colleagues.

"We're so sorry. We'll go back to work immediately," the ladies cried, scurrying away.

When they were finally gone, Yashiro spun on his charge. "Ren, you can't be going all Cain on people whenever you hear them talking bad about Kyoko-chan," Yashiro scolded.

"I got it. It was my mistake. I'll try to be more careful," Ren apologized and continued walking down the hall.

"You aren't wrong though. It made me angry as well to hear LME employees talking like that about one of their own. Unfortunately, jealous women will always be vicious. I hope Kyoko-chan is doing okay," Yashiro contemplated.

...

Kyoko was fighting her own battles at the studio. The crew manager obviously did not like her. Kyoko was given the task of taking out the garbage, wiping down the equipment, and mopping the floor by hand. She swiped her sleeve over her brow and looked over at her partner in crime. Kanae had the lovely job of serving refreshments to the workers. Her friend looked like an Ojou-sama hosting a tea party as she walked over holding a glass of juice.

"Moko-san, please tell me what I did wrong to deserve this? Why am I the only one doing the laborious jobs?" Kyoko whined and stood up to stretch her limbs.

Thanking her friend, Kyoko took the proffered cup of juice and took a sip. Kanae considered Kyoko's situation and couldn't understand it either. Her only conclusion was that the manager was picking on her friend.

"Oh, because you're a little popular you're now too good for the LoveMe section?" The manager asked overhearing her grumbling.

Kyoko stiffened at having been caught complaining. "Ehhhh? No, ma'am, that's not true….. Housework is my forte! Just leave it to me," she said, flexing her arm. "I'll have this floor shining in no time." Her super Okami switch was turned on as she sped across the stage floor, cleaning at maximum level.

"Hah, she's surprisingly simple," the manager blurted out, admiring Kyoko as she worked. She was a huge fan of the young actress and could say in good conscience that Kyoko was in fact as humble as rumored. The girl had done every demeaning task she had asked of her this morning superbly and without complaints. She was glad the young actress wasn't a fraud.

Kanae looked at the crew manager. She could tell the woman liked her friend. "You were testing her?"

"I'm a fan. I just wanted to see if she was genuine," The manager replied.

"I have a prior engagement soon so I have to go now," Kanae said bowing to the manager. The manager bowed in return. She thanked Kanae for her hard work and stamped her LoveMe book with one hundred points. This surprised Kanae since she didn't do much but pour drinks. She waved goodbye to Kyoko on her way out.

Kyoko admired the three one hundred point stamps she had received for her work at the studio. The manager had even asked for her autograph, making Kyoko blush with delight. She was heading back to the LoveMe room to wait for Ren and Yashiro to return. Passing through the lobby, Kyoko had to rein in her grudges before any irreplaceable damage could be done. They were feeding off the strange emotions of every passerby. She got it. The uniform was hot pink, but that wasn't what had people chattering.

No matter which way they looked at her, they couldn't believe that the young woman before them was the Setsuka Heel.

Kyoko hastened her steps to the LoveMe room so she could get away from all the prying eyes. Men and women were being more friendly towards her which she found very weird. She was used to being ignored. Once inside the room, she shut it behind her to change. She had about a half-hour to kill before she was due at her next job. This would be a good time to return some of the messages she had received yesterday.

...

Later that morning, Ren and Yashiro found a small crowd huddled outside the LoveMe room. Among the crowd, Ren recognized three of LME's branch heads, Sawara, Matsushima, and Nakazawa. He increased his pace and left Yashiro behind worried that something was wrong. Ren called out when he was closer, but they all frantically shushed him. It wasn't until he neared the door that Ren realized what they were doing. Kyoko was singing in the room.

Ren slowed and lightened his footsteps so he could hear too. Kyoko's beautiful voice could be heard clearly through the door as she belted out an English song.

"That green eyes, you're the one that I wanted to fiiiiinnnd...And anyone who tried to deny you, must be out of their miiiinnnd. 'Cause I came here with a load, and it feels so much liiiighter since I met you...Honey, you should know that I could never gooooo on without you..."

When Kyoko's voice grew softer Ren pushed his way through the crowd. The look on his face made everyone get out of his way. It took all his control to open the door softly then shut it behind him and turn the lock.

"...oh, oh, oh, oh...honey you are the rock upon which I stand."

Kyoko glanced up in alarm when she heard the door click just as the music faded with the song ending. Ren stood against the door staring at her intensely. She pulled off her headphones and stood up, a slight blush dusting her cheeks. His eyes bored into her soul, so full of love and tenderness her heart nearly stopped. "Corn, I'm sor..." He didn't let her finish. Using his teleportation power, he had her in his arms in seconds. His mouth slanted over hers stealing her breath away. Without hesitation, Kyoko wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back with equal fervor. The room faded into the background, leaving just the two of them in their own little world.

AN: My mantra is fluff and smut, fluff and smut. My Ren/Kyo/Kuon perv came out. Thanks for sticking with me and continuing to read. You guys are awesome! I hope you enjoyed it!

Big thanks to all my reviewers of the last chapter. I truly appreciate your feedback.

Kyoko was singing "Green Eyes" by Coldplay.

Until next time, ja ne! ^_^