Chapter 132: House Chores

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Skip Beat, for if I did, it wouldn't be such a bad thing for KuonKyo to be associated with Kuu.

Kuon perked up as he glided down the stairs behind Kyoko still attached to her by the fingertips. When they were inside her room she didn't stop, nor breakaway; however, she did flick on the lights. Not the main lights, but the lights above the bed that lit the canopy like stars in the night sky. The soft glow was enough for him to see the golden hues in her eyes, the soft pink on the apples of her cheeks, and the glint of the jewels on the tiara she still wore.

She tugged on him gently through the vast closet and into the equally as large bathroom. It was here that she dropped his hand and moved to the spa/shower combo to uncover the hidden touch screen panel to turn on the water and the recessed lighting above. Her face lit up with excitement when the water cascaded from a two by four-foot shower head integrated into the ceiling giving the illusion of rain. He had to admit, his parents thought of everything in her room. He couldn't have designed it better with Kyoko in mind. With a few more taps the soft sounds of nature filled the room. It transported his senses to a hidden location in the middle of an enchanted forest where a seductive little nymph with golden eyes resided.

She stuck her hand into the water to check the temperature. "Perfect," she whispered to herself. He thought so too when she smiled at him. She walked over to him wiping her dripping hand on a hand towel. Kuon felt his breath hitch and his heart race as she stepped in front of him. Her hands drifted to the zipper of his hoodie pulling it down slowly. Too slow for his taste but he let her be. She was being extra attentive to him today. He found every minute of it endearing since she managed to do all these lewd things to him with such a red face. It was cute.

He moved his arms as required to help her remove his jacket then bent lower so she could tug his t-shirt over his head. She reached for his belt buckle before he could and unfastened it. He looked passed his erection to her down on the floor and stepped out of his boxers and jeans. He gulped wondering if she was finally going to let him touch her. She took him by the hand and walked him toward the shower giving him a little shove to encourage him to step over the faux rocks lining the perimeter of the bath and into the water falling from above.

He blinked through the water and looked at her through blurry eyes. Was she not joining him?

"Is the water warm enough, Corn?" She walked to the touchpad in case the temperature needed adjusting.

"It's fine," he replied watching her every move. She smiled again and walked right out of the room leaving him wet, naked, and oh so painfully hard. Kuon sighed and went to the touch panel to change the temperature to a much colder setting.

A few minutes later while Kuon was rinsing the soap off his body with the frigid water, Kyoko returned to the bathroom without her tiara and only wearing a robe. She smiled at Kuon again and told him she would be right there as she disappeared into the separate room containing the toilet.

Kuon frantically changed the settings of the water back to a hotter temperature. She would scold him for taking another uncomfortable shower no matter its health benefits.

"My hair is all stiff? I don't know what they used on it but it's effective," she told him when she emerged to wash her hands. She tried combing her fingers through the strands but they kept getting caught. Kuon laughed at her reflection. All she managed to do was stand it straight up like one of those cute little treasure trolls.

"Come in. I'll help you wash it," he told her eagerly. Kyoko's eyes trailed over his exquisite physique from head to toe through the mirror. It had been so long (before leaving Japan) since she had really seen him naked not including this morning. She let out a small squeal when his cock twitched right as her gaze fell upon it.

Kuon grinned and stroked himself proudly. Kyoko spun around to face him nibbling on her bottom lip. She dropped her robe joining him under the pseudo rainfall. She raised her hands and face to the water spinning in a circle. This had to be her favorite part of the bathroom. Kyoko giggled when the water beaded over her hair. It was going to be a bear to get the gunk out of it.

Kuon chuckled with her and pulled her tight against him. His lips slanted down on hers kissing her passionately. Kyoko struggled for air when he finally broke their kiss. She wanted to kiss him some more but his attention was elsewhere. He pumped shampoo into his hand and lathered it up into her hair. Kyoko was dumbstruck that he preferred to wash her hair rather than kiss her. Her little trip to the restroom confirmed that they were okay to resume intimacy without getting messy.

Kyoko had to stamp down her annoyance when he washed her hair again then conditioned it. The product must have been stuck on there good. Finally finished with her hair, he moved on to washing her body. His sudsy fingers slid erotically over every inch of her body. He started with her face which left them both laughing when she sputtered bubbles. He was being silly and gave her a bubble beard. She didn't think now was the appropriate time to tell him she used a special wash on her face. Men just didn't understand the pain women went through to protect their youthful skin. Things turned serious when his hands dipped lower gliding over her curves. There was no spot left untouched as his soapy hand slid between the crevice of her legs from front to back. It felt so good. By the time he turned off the water, Kyoko was convulsing with need.

Kuon removed a towel from the nearby warming rack and draped one over Kyoko then dried himself off quickly with another. She had herself mostly dry when he took over patting her body down with the soft warm cloth. I need to get one of those warming racks for their bathroom at home.

Tossing the towels aside, he lifted her wrapping her long lean legs around his waist and walked her back to the bedroom. The friction created by his gait while pressed against him rekindled her desire. Kuon placed her gently on the edge of the bed and leaned, kissing her softly and deliberately as if he had all the time in the world. Her hands slid up and down his body restlessly. She caught herself before raking her nails against his taut back muscles. She couldn't leave any markings on his body because of work. It was bad enough she left a hickey on his chest which, thankfully, was already fading.

Kuon chuckled against her lips when she ground her hips against him impatiently. She wanted to feel him inside her whether it was his fingers, mouth, or his penis. She needed her release. He stood up and slid his length against her slit coating himself in her juices. They moaned in harmony. Kyo felt her breasts pucker with arousal while his tip rubbed against her clit. Those stormy green eyes gazed down on her through thick lashes sending a fresh wave of heat flooding through her core. He smiled blissfully when he slid easier against her skin.

Kyoko was reminded of the dirty dreams she used to have earlier on in their relationship. This was the first time they were making love with his natural hair color.

He gripped her ankles lifting her legs ninety degrees in the air and rested them against his shoulder. Kyoko felt the blood flush to her cheeks to be in such a position. He ran his large callous hands roughly down the length of her legs squeezing her thighs together to tighten them around his cock.

Her clit was already sensitive and swollen from all his touchIng she couldn't wait any longer. She pushed her hips up when he slid back in hopes that his tip would catch her center. She needed him inside her. She needed relief. Kuon answered her demand and plunged inside her with long deep strokes.

Kyoko clapped a hand over her mouth before she could make her pleasure audible. There was no way she would alert his parents to what they were doing under their roof. She knew it would be no surprise to them but she would like to save some face by doing at least this much.

Her body shook every time he pulled out obscenely slow and drove back into her. She kept the back of her hand pressed against her lips and watched him. She could see the challenge in his eyes. Was he making it his mission to try to get her to cry out? Kyoko pulled her hand away and answered his challenge. The smirk on his face faded when she clenched her inner muscles around him the next time he slid back.

"Fuck," he groaned closing his eyes. He tightened his grip on her thighs and slammed into her again. Kyoko was delighted by his reaction and did it again. She felt him tremble against the back of her legs making him increase his thrusts. His mouth latched on to the inside of her ankle, nibbling and sucking at the bony spot. An electric jolt shot down her leg and shocked her very core, making Kyoko break her silence. She could no longer contain her gasps. She dug her fingers into the sheets and threw her head from side to side as he worked her higher and higher with each pounding thrust.

"Come with me baby," Kuon grunted. He reached down and thumbed her clit while he continued to drive into her. It was her undoing. Her orgasm crashed over her wave after wave. She felt Kuon gush inside her a moment later. He spread her legs down on either side of him and slumped on top of her. Their bodies remained half on half off the bed. Kyoko swore that she wouldn't be able to walk anytime soon.

"Give me a minute," Kuon rasped. "I'll get off of you soon." Kyoko stroked her fingers through his blonde hair while her body hummed with the afterglow of their lovemaking.

After another minute he pulled out of her and moved her to the top of the bed. He didn't let her go. They made love one more time before going to bed. Only this go-around was much slower and lasted much longer. They fell asleep in each other's arms thoroughly exhausted.

In the morning, Kuon opted to surf with his father again. It was as his dad said, just like riding a bike. He was invigorated by his night with Kyoko and put all his energy into catching large waves using his dad's shortboard. He thought about replacing his old one while he was here and picking up one for Kyoko.

The conditions weren't ideal for a beginner like Kyoko so she chose to spend her time with his mother. While they ate breakfast, Kyoko gushed about the Latin ballroom lesson she received from his mother's dance instructor, Alessandro.

"Alessandro made my body ache in places that I didn't know it could," Kyoko groaned. Kuu scalded his mouth with his coffee after drinking it too fast. Kyoko was oblivious to her choice of words and handed him a glass of water.

Kuon frowned at his father and had to bite his tongue from cursing Alessandro. His name just oozed sexiness whenever she said it with all those emphasized syllables. I bet he even has one of those deep accented voices that women swoon over. Too bad he missed the man. He would have liked to meet him to make sure everything was kosher.

Julie laughed melodically, "I was the same way when I first started. You eventually get used to it. It's a fun way to stay fit."

"He was so much fun. His personality reminded me a lot like the designer Mr. Fuji. I wonder if I should sign up for ballroom classes at LME. It would be something different," she added thoughtfully. Julie encouraged her to absorb as much as she could while she had the time.

Kuon felt his ears burn with embarrassment from his petty jealousy. If the man reminded her of Fuji that could only mean one thing. He batted for the other team.

His mother taking up ballroom dancing was something new. She must have started after he left. He recalled her telling him she used to train in classical ballet when she was a girl. Julie joked that she didn't have the discipline when she was younger to continue. She pursued a career as a model and eventually ventured into acting instead.

Kuon and Kuu were left with clean-up duty while the ladies went to get ready for the day. Kyoko would be tagging along with his parents to work while Kuon stayed behind.

"Are you sure you'll be okay alone?" Kuu asked while placing another plate into the dishwasher.

Kuon let out an exasperated sigh and rolled his eyes. Kyoko already asked him several times if he would be okay as well before she headed downstairs for her shower.

"I'm twenty-one years old now. I think I can handle being without a babysitter for a few hours," Kuon responded sarcastically.

"Right," Kuu replied curtly then wiped his hands with a towel after all the dishes were stacked in the washer.

It just occurred to Kuon that he never saw a single housekeeper since they arrived. They seldom did morning dishes when he used to live here and usually left it for the housekeeper that would appear later in the day.

"Does Ms. DeeDee still work for you guys?" Kuon asked remembering the name of the nice older woman that used to take care of the house.

"She would be happy to know you remember her and yes she still works for us. She's just on vacation right now while you're visiting. But don't worry, I won't tell her you were here," Kuu clarified after seeing the apprehension on Kuon's face.

"Thanks!" He smiled lopsidedly. His parents were going through a lot of trouble to keep his visit under wraps.

"No problem son." Kuu glanced at the clock on the stove. "I'm going to get ready for work." He turned back to Kuon one more time, "are you su-"

Kuon glared at his father before he could finish his question. "Okay, okay," Kuu placated. "I'll be sure to put his name down on the list," he said before disappearing in the direction of his bedroom stairs.

…

Kyoko found Kuon sitting alone on the couch in the formal living room. He looked serene and otherworldly as he gazed out the glass wall. The thought that he was lonely jumped to the forefront of her mind. She felt guilty for leaving him. She placed her ankle boots on the floor and leather jacket on the chair with a soft thud gaining his attention. She walked to him and slipped under the arm he held open for her.

They sat in silence watching the sky drift by. The view on this side overlooked the ocean but from their angle, it was hard to distinguish where the ocean ended and the sky began. In Kyoko's eyes this house was perfect but how did Kuon feel about it? They took everything in stride since they got here; living day by day and going with the flow. She didn't have the chance to ask him how he felt about being home. He always looked at ease to her but that didn't mean anything. He was an excellent actor. Unless he said it out loud, it was hard to gauge how he was feeling sometimes.

Kuu and Julie entered the living room together ending their moment of solitude. Kuon helped Kyoko stand to join his parents.

"What are you two doing?" Julie asked, stepping up to Kuon and brushing back his bangs the way all mothers do. "I can't believe how tall you've gotten." She sat on the couch to slip on her designer high-heeled booties. She wore a hunter green sweater dress with patterned floral tights that looked amazing on her long lean frame. As expected of the Faerie Queen, her hair and make-up were impeccable.

Just as Kyoko was doubting her attire, Julie stood from the couch and caressed her cheek. "You look stunning Kyoko."

Kyoko looked doubtful. She wore a pair of black faux-leather moto leggings with a white dress shirt and a navy cropped designer sweatshirt over it.

"Are you sure it's not too casual?" She asked, looking at everyone in the room.

"You look, beautiful baby," Kuon assured her. He was glad she was wearing pants albeit very tight Setsuka-Esque pants but pants nonetheless.

"Everything looks good on my baby girl! I'll have to do my best to fend off the feral beasts at work today," Kuu exclaimed with a thumbs up. Kyoko giggled.

"Please see that you do, Dad," Kuon groaned.

"You look young and chic, honey...Are you wearing this jacket with it?" Julie asked, holding up the leather jacket she recently purchased for Kyoko. "Let's see it on," Julie said excitedly. She held the jacket up for Kyoko to shrug into. "You look great."

Kyoko's self-esteem was soaring by the time she got her leather boots on. Now she knew where Kuon got his smooth tongue from when it came to compliments.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay honey?" Julie asked Kuon once more while hugging him goodbye.

"I'll be fine. I have to check my email anyway. That would probably take up all my time. Which reminds me...Dad, do you mind if I use your computer? It would be easier to work on than on my phone."

"Sure, no problem. Just stay out of my spank folder." Julie smacked Kuu upside the head. "It was a joke!" Kuu explained with a chuckle. "I don't need that stuff when I have a goddess by my side."

The joke went over Kyoko's head. She had no idea what Kuu was talking about.

"Oh, the password to the computer is Kuon0219!" Kuu grinned at Kuon.

"That's hardly an acceptable password. You should change it before someone hacks into your data," Kuon scolded.

"What? It said it was a strong password. I used numbers and symbols too," Kuu refuted. Kuon could only shake his head in dismay. "The car keys are on the hook for later," Kuu informed him before heading out.

Kyoko double-checked her purse before swinging it over her shoulder. The most important stuff was there: passport, wallet, and phone. "I'll see you soon. Call me anytime. I'll answer. I love you," She pecked Kuon on the lips and followed his parents out to the garage.

"I love you, too" he called after her.

…

Kuon took a seat at the bar in the kitchen and rested his hands in his chin. It felt weird being in the house alone again after all these years. He didn't have Kyoko or his parents to distract him and keep him from getting lost in his head. He went through a list of things he could do to occupy his time. Top on his list was to go for a walk outside. He could always breathe easier when he was outside. As he stood to get his shoes on, he noticed droplets of brown stains on the white countertop. He looked at the rest of the surfaces and found crumbs sprinkled throughout. He did a pisspoor job cleaning up earlier. It was his fault DeeDee wasn't coming around so the least he could do was clean up. He retrieved the cleaning supplies, wiped down all the surfaces, and also ended up sweeping the kitchen floor.

The chores calmed his mind and gave him the bright idea to clean his old room. He went in armed with several large garbage bags. He cleaned out his drawers of the paraphernalia he hid from Kyoko and threw away all the smut magazines Rick gave him. He apologized to Rick in heaven but there was no way he could keep those even to honor his friend's memory. Kuon walked into the attached bathroom. He opened the cabinet to make sure nothing was left in there. He was relieved to find it bare. He moved to the master closet. It was packed thanks to his mother's incessant need to shop. Kuon didn't hang on to anything. He stuffed the bags full of clothes, shoes, and accessories. It wasn't doing anyone any good just sitting here. He had grown significantly since he left home none of this stuff would fit him anyhow.

He walked into his father's study feeling positive after purging his old stuff. He entered his father's obnoxious password into the computer and accessed the web browser. He groaned when he saw the sheer number of unread emails in his inbox. He filtered his by name and found one from Kei.

I'll have it done by the time you return. Practice!

Kuon glanced at the calluses forming on his fingertips. If Kei was working hard for him, he needed to put in the effort as well. It was difficult to do so here since they were always together. He typed up a short line in response and hit send: I appreciate it.

Kuon browsed through the rest of the email stopping occasionally to read those from the Ryu director and his co-stars or Matsushima. He ignored Kijima's social hour invite. The last time he went out drinking with Kijima resulted in that woman causing him problems. He didn't want anything like that in his life. If he were to go drinking for work or socially he would make sure to bring Yashiro along.

It didn't take him long to sort through his email since he once again went through the routine of ignoring past female colleagues' propositions. Yashiro already confirmed that their modeling schedule did not interfere with Tina's gallery night nor the charity event his parents wanted them to attend. He was not thrilled about going to that event. What if he slipped up and someone recognized him as Kuon there? It would be a media circus that he wasn't ready for. He couldn't disappoint his parents any further. This night seemed important to them.

He closed out his mail and typed in the search bar for a local surf shop he used to frequent. He clicked on the website and browsed their boards. He picked up the house phone on the desk and made the call to purchase a couple of surfboards over the phone. He even negotiated to have the boards delivered to the residence for an additional fee which was convenient. He gave instructions to leave the boards with the guard then notified the guard of the expected delivery.

Kuon tapped his fingers on the mahogany desk wondering if there was anything else he needed to do on the computer. A eureka moment struck him. He searched eagerly for the Japanese website and logged in.

KyoFan1: OMG! She makes a beautiful princess! Does she have a new role in America?

KyoFan2: No, she's only there for fashion week but it wouldn't surprise me if she gets noticed. She's so beautiful!

KyoFan3: Nooooo! If Hollywood picks her up, will she ever look back at our small country?

KyokoMyGoddess: I'm torn! On the one hand, I want her to dominate those westerners but on the other, I want to keep her all to myself here in Japan! Either way, my heart is shattering into a million jagged little pieces.

EmeraldEyedFairy: As her fans, we need to be supportive. She's too talented to keep to ourselves. She deserves the world and more.

KyokoMyGoddess: Bahhhh! For once I agree with you fruitcake! But I can still be heartbroken about it.

RenKyoFan1: Wait! Wait! It just hit me. If she's being scouted, what of Ren-sama?! Are we going to lose him too?

EmeraldEyedFairy: Good riddance!

RenKyoFan2: Judging from the new pictures on social media, Tsuruga-sama isn't with her. Did they break up?

RenKyoFan1: Of course they didn't! I've never seen a more perfect couple. I might literally die from a broken heart if they ever split up. Does anyone remember when the idols Haru-san and Ichika-san broke up? It has been two years and it still hurts.

KyoFan3: Ugh, I remember that. I bawled my eyes out for three straight days. I couldn't eat or sleep because my heart was in so much pain.

RenKyoFan3: No one is breaking up! Those pictures were posted on their joint media account. Shouldn't that count for something. Its obvious Ren-sama is behind the lens. Her post screams that they're stronger than ever.

RenKyoFan2: Oh yeah...teehee. I forgot about that. I've, also, read in separate magazines that they are dense when it comes to technology but even my two-year-old niece knows how to take a selfie.

VoodooPrincess1224: I'll curse anyone that dares to break my onee-sama's heart. I have voodoo dolls to make this happen. *smiling devil emoji*

MoriT: I like the way you think VoodooPrincess1224! If your curses don't work my connections will.

Kuon gulped reading that last threads over and over. There was something vaguely familiar about those user names. Voodoo, 1224, and onee-sama. One person came to mind when he thought of those words together. A very cute and tiny person he knew very well. Maria!

The other person was undoubtedly Kyoko's father. Kuon groaned at his comprehension. He never wanted to get on the wrong side of either of them.

He clicked out and went to their social media page. There were a lot of fans speculating about his whereabouts. Why did some of them turn so negative so quickly? He hummed to himself reading the most shared and liked picture they had to date. It was the photo he took of Kyoko and his parents yesterday. He read the caption Kyoko had tagged on the photo.

Big thanks to the Hizuris for taking me out to play. Can you guys believe their disguise? #ActingGoals

Kuon laughed all over again looking at his parents. He couldn't laugh too hard because they saw real people dressed like that at the theme park. They blended in perfectly with the other tourists. He scrolled down a little more and found another recent post.

I can't express in words how incredible Ren is for making today magical. I'm so lucky to have met him. He is my happy place! #HappiestPlaceOnEarth

He swiped at the newly formed moisture that blurred his vision and began to type a post of his own. He couldn't wait for her to read it.

…

Kyoko's mouth hung agape as she walked on to Kuu's filming location. They dropped Julie first at her studio. Both had walked her inside so she could introduce Kyoko to her colleagues. They didn't stay long because Julie promised that for her Bring your child to work day, Kyoko would accompany her on a modeling shoot.

Kuu smiled and had to guide her along because she kept stopping to observe something that caught her eye. She couldn't believe that this was an indoor set. It was larger than anything Kyoko had ever seen inside in Japan. It looked like a small city within a large warehouse.

The crew was busy testing lights, sounds, and other equipment when they walked in. Kuu greeted anyone they passed by with a cheery, "good morning" and "this is her."

Kyoko felt a little overwhelmed by the number of people that greeted her. She couldn't remember all their names but she politely returned their greetings with a small bow of her own. There was a chorus of "Kuu she's adorable," surrounding her. She could feel him beaming with pride beside her, which made Kyoko happy. After walking a couple of blocks within the tiny city, they located the director and his assistants giving instructions to a crowd of crew members. Kyoko kept her eyes peeled and ears open to absorb every single thing she could learn during this amazing Hollywood experience.

While they waited, Kuu gave Kyoko a synopsis of the film's storyline and the kind of character he was portraying. In the five minutes they waited, Kyoko was approached by several men with the offer of sparkling water or other refreshments. At first, Kyoko denied them politely but by the fifth one, she took the bottle of water just so no one else had to go to the trouble to bring her one.

…

Kuu sent anyone male or female with any type of romantic interest away. Those that offered to take her places while she was in town were immediately sent packing. If not by her then by him. In this industry, Kuu had to look out for both sexes wanting to get closer to his daughter. He couldn't blame them for being enamored by her humility and grace.

"Kuu!" The director hollered approaching them. He reached out for the hand the director offered and shook it. "This beautiful creature must be your princess."

"Ohayo!" The director greeted her and then proceeded to speak to her slowly. "My...name...is...Mac." He dropped into a passable bow before Kyoko.

"You don't have to talk like that Mac. She's fluent in English," Kuu said, rolling his eyes at his director's poor assumption. The director smiled sheepishly and scratched his mop of coppery hair.

Kyoko didn't seem offended. It was an easy misunderstanding. She responded respectfully to a man of his standing with an even deeper bow of her own.

"It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Mac. My name is Kyoko Morimoto. Thank you for allowing me to watch," Kyoko replied.

"Amazing! Please just call me Mac. I apologize for my poor assumption earlier. You sound like you were born here," he praised.

Kyoko smiled at the compliment. Kuu had not even noticed. It was normal for him to hear her speak English so well with an "American" accent ever since the time she spent acting out Kuon in Japan.

"Kuu's told me so much about you young lady. Or well he's told, everybody. It's been a while since we've seen him so enthusiastic that we needed to meet you."

Kyoko flushed red and looked at Kuu. He shrugged his shoulders at her. He wasn't ashamed to admit that he may have been overexcited about her visit.

"Are you thinking about branching out internationally? Kuu let me borrow his collection of Dark Moon DVDs. I haven't had the time to finish the series but I like what I saw. I think you have great potential to make a name for yourself here. Even your co-star. The actor that played Ka...Katsuki is very promising. It was startling to learn that he was the villain in Tragic Marker as well. Do you know if he speaks English?"

"Yes, Mr. Tsuruga does speak English. He is an amazing actor and very generous with his acting advice. I couldn't have portrayed Mio in Dark Moon so well without his tips. I have no doubt he would be successful here in Hollywood when he finally decides it's the right move."

"And what about you dearie? Do you hope to make it to Hollywood?"

"As an actress, it would be a dream come true to be a part of an American production. I just started my career in Japan. I still have a lot to learn."

Mac chuckled. "How refreshing and so humble! I can see why Kuu is so smitten by you. You couldn't have asked for a better mentor. I'll be sure to keep my eye on you."

Kuu smiled. He never once mentioned Ren to Mac. It was exciting that he took notice of his son's talent too. Kyoko's visit to the set was already off to a positive start.

"By the way Kuu, there's a very interesting picture that was brought to my attention. It was taken last night at the amusement park."

"E21….E21…" he mumbled, jostling a sleek looking key fob in a gloved hand and rolling his suitcase in the other. He navigated the parking garage easily. He just passed the last row of cars marked with a "D" so the next one had to be E. He increased his pace with the knowledge that his car was down this row.

Yashiro stood before the car sitting in the space and looked at the key fob in his hand. He must have looked weird to the lady at the counter when he put on his gloves to retrieve the key to his car after being denied a different car.

"I'm sorry sir we only have electric vehicles in inventory. We take pride in our ability to go green and do our part to save the planet."

It was not in Yashiro's nature to be argumentative so he took the key quietly and thanked the woman for her help. The rental company had great reviews so Yashiro booked a sedan without the proper research. A car was a car, wasn't it? Thank goodness he had the hindsight to put on his gloves; otherwise, the key fob would have been fried. The lady explained in his contract that it would cost USD 150 to replace due to loss or damage.

He pulled out the sheets of frequently asked questions and instructions the woman handed him on the car. He was glad it included a small diagram of the key. Pressing certain places on it opened the trunks, the charging hatch, and the doors.

Once you're sitting inside, tap the brakes. Your vehicle will wake up.

Yashiro was already very nervous about navigating the streets of a foreign place now his car had the ability to wake up. Is it a transformer or something? He sat in the car and pushed the brake pedal. He let out an unmanly squeal when the displays lit up and the seat and steering wheel adjusted. He must have spent over a half-hour in that parking space adjusting the settings to his frame and familiarizing himself with the car. Once he figured out how to pair his phone with the large touchscreen display in the center he called Ren through the car.

"Yukihito, welcome to L.A," Ren answered in Japanese. His baritone voice boomed inside the car startling Yashiro.

"Yukihito is everything okay?" Ren asked with a voice full of concern.

"Everything is fine. Stop talking for a minute. I'm trying to figure out the controls on this alien spacecraft," he replied frantically tapping at the screen's volume control. He sighed with relief. "That's much better."

"So did I hear you right? You rented a spacecraft?"

"Or a Transformer!" Yashiro exclaimed.

"A Transformer? I'm not quite following you here."

"You know...more than meets the eye. It's one of those electric vehicles that starts itself. I wouldn't put it past the thing if it could drive itself too. I have to wear my gloves just to hold the key. The key Ren! You know how hard that is going to be for me to remember not to touch! I'll show it to you later. You know more about cars than I do," Yashiro explained with a touch of hysteria.

Ren chuckled. "I get it now. Have you settled into your hotel yet?"

"No I'm still in the parking garage of the rental place. I'll be heading there now."

"Well get some rest. I'll see you later this evening. Call me if you need help or anything."

"Thanks, Ren. I'll see you guys soon. I can't believe I'm going to see Kuu Hizuri's house! Kyoko was lucky to have landed that LoveMe job!"

Yashiro said goodbye and looked at the large display. He needed to figure out how to input his destination on the GPS. He picked up the instructions again and walked through the steps for the navigation system. He would slowly but surely get to his hotel on the beach.

AN: Hiya, thank you for sticking with me. Ask you shall receive...I hope you guys liked the fan site chat. I was halfway done with this chapter when I decided to go back and add the pervy section in the front. I included it to make things spicy for my girl, Sarg aka Nerdy Inu. I hope it cheered you up! And I hope it cheered up any of you that may need it during these crazy times here in the U.S.A.

Thanks so much for continuing to read and for the reviews. I HEART you all!

Guest reviewer asking about Cedric, I have not forgotten the issue with his friend. I trying to work it in. I don't think any woman Cedric impregnates would keep his child a secret. That woman would come after him for child support or con him into marriage. LOL. It would be a nice torture for him though.

Guest reviewer asking about Reino, *spoiler* you bet that creeper will make an appearance. XD. BTW thank you for your wonderful and kind words. I don't know how many times I read it.

The Real Jackie-O: Come join us in discord, lots of crazy action in there. You can even harass your favorite fanfic writers for updates. XD

Stay safe and take care, everyone!

Until next time, ja ne! ^_^