A/N: I updated as soon as I had time. Thank you for your kind response. I was very nervous about it all.

I do not own Skip Beat! or any of its characters.

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Chapter 16

Kuon and Kyoko got into his expensive Mercedes Benz. to drive off to the nearest supermarket. Kyoko started taking mental notes about the things she needed to buy, completely ignoring Kuon and his weird behavior around her. Her demons poked out several times sensing his angry aura, but she tucked them back inside. It was still raining heavily and she had to admit, it would've been impossible for her to navigate her way in this sort of weather. The radio transmission informed them about the upcoming typhoon and its possibility to hit Tokyo along the way.

Kuon had changed the channel before the whole news had a chance to provide them with the information they needed. This turned the gear to a more complicated situation for both of them along with their siblings who were currently stuck in an important meeting in the HTC tower. Instead of the important news broadcast, all they could hear was English songs.

It was becoming hard for Kuon to drive, the rain made it harder to see the road and he was being more cautious. If he would've been alone in the car, he might not have been this much cautious, however, having Kyoko with him, invoked some sort of protectiveness in his thinking. This disturbed him even more.

"Rice or pasta?", suddenly Kyoko asked, breaking the tension.

"Pasta", he said without thinking twice.

Kyoko had a feeling she knew what his issue with food was, he wasn't used to or that much fond of Japanese cuisine perhaps because of his foreign blood. He craved light food and fresh taste and had a taste for alcohol. That much she understood. She just needed to combine this information with her knowledge about foreign food. To tell the truth, Japanese was her forte, her comfort zone, maybe now she has to push past her boundaries more.

The car came to a halt in front of the supermarket. They somehow managed to get out before being soaked all the way through. Kyoko didn't waste any time and grabbed a trolley. First she went to the meat and fish section with Kuon trailing behind her. He could feel all the eyes that were openly staring at them. The female employees and the customers had eyes fixed upon him, which was a rather common thing. However, it wasn't his concern right now, because he could feel the men around him leering at his companion, who was oblivious to the attention she was getting.

He wasn't sure why the men were so attracted to her, she wasn't that beautiful! He mentally scoffed. But somewhere in the back of his mind, where his ego didn't reach to cloud his judgment, he could see why men were attracted to her.

The way she smiled, showed politeness, radiated kindness, the way she moved gracefully, effortlessly, the way her clumsiness was adorable and funny at the same time, the way she looked at him innocently and asked him if he was allergic to anything…..

"Hizuri-san…. Are you allergic to anything?" Kyoko asked the second time to the man who seemed lost in his own world.

Kuon snapped out of his musings and stiffly nodded his head side to side. Kyoko took that as a no and continued to move along the aisle. What just happened?! Was he thinking about her so hard that he got completely absorbed in his thoughts?!

"Girlfriend?", a voice behind him asked and Kuon turned to look at a man around his late twenties looking at Kyoko. A vein popped in Kuon's head because of his forwardness. He had an urge to break this guy's bones for even looking at his….. his…. His cook? What has gotten into him?!

"No", he said in a gruff voice.

"So you wouldn't mind if I talked to her?", the man already went past him without giving him any time to reply. This pissed him off more than he allowed himself over the past years. But the teenager rage of his rebellious days was threatening to resurface, in that very moment. He had an impulsive desire to claim the girl who was busy picking out mushrooms, oblivious to the looming threat. He knew what men like this had on their mind and that angered him even more. Before he could comprehend what was going on, he went past the man blurting out the first thing that came to his mind.

"Mine"

Kanae and Yukihito were working their asses off for a new project. Yukihito had back to back meetings without any sort of rest and Kanae was getting agitated. She knew how important work was but her charge hadn't taken any break even when it was Sunday. The weather was getting worse and they were stuck in Yukihito's cabin going over paperwork.

"Excuse me… Yashiro-san.", Kanae called the man who was typing furiously in his laptop wearing gloves. The gloves phenomenon of Yashiro Yukihito was something she thought was both funny and weird. He destroyed his new phone just to prove he wasn't lying about his '10sec and boom' concept.

"Hn", Yukihito responded.

"It's late, I think we should call it a day"

This got his attention more than anything. He hadn't looked at the time and once he glanced at his phone, he found out that he didn't notice his father's 33missed calls either.

"Excuse me, Tsubasa-san", Yukihito got up and dialed his father's number.

"Hello, dad…."

"WHERE WERE YOU?!", Lory screamed into the phone while crying rivers of tears.

"Amm…. So sorry Dad…. I was busy preparing for our next project presentation. Tsubasa-san and I have been working on it for days and we forgot to look at the time…", Yukihito trailed off, looking out of the window to see the amount of rain was pouring down Tokyo city.

"…. Or the weather", Yukihito finished.

"Kanae-chan is with you?! Thank god you didn't let her go home yet. Look Yuki, take her and get out of the building right this instant and bring her to the mansion. A typhoon is about to hit Tokyo and things are getting serious."

"But why dad? Shouldn't I just drop her to her home and come home?"

"I've already sent Sebastian to get her parents to come here. They will be here any minute now, don't ask too many questions and come home ASAP! Maria has been crying for you and Kuon since the news broadcast."

"Okay…. Understood!", Yukihito replied and ended the phone call.

"Did something happen?", Kanae asked her boss who was looking at his phone very seriously.

"We need to get out of here. The weather is very bad right now and the condition is getting worse. Dad called to let me know that your parents are going to the Takarada mansion. We are going there too, please put the documents in the file and follow me."

"Give me two minutes."

After the work was kept in its place, Kanae and Yukihito walked towards the lift for the underground parking. Kanae managed to remain calm but her restraint was slipping. She hated thunderstorms and Kyoko and she both used to get up and go sleep with their parents during any storm. Only after their dad hugged both of the girls they could sleep. Her sister was as scared as she was.

They got out of the lift and in that very moment a loud thunder cracked and everything went dark. Kanae was scared out of her mind and without thinking launched herself towards the direction she thought Yukihito was.

Yukihito was stunned; he wasn't sure what was happening until he felt the soft straight locks of Kanae's raven hair in his hand which was resting upon her head that was currently hiding her face in his chest. He did it on reflex; Maria was used to launching herself into his arms every time he got home. But this was different; the love of his life was holding him in a tight grip and whimpering with every time thunder cracked, the darkness didn't help either. Actually it did help him as he was blushing like a teenager.

"Tsubasa-san, it's okay. I'm here and the generator will start working any minute now. Please calm down.", he tried to say it in a soothing voice.

Kanae slowly peeled herself off of him but was still holding his shirt in a vice like grip. The light came back and Yukihito noticed for the first time that she had tears in her eyes. He slowly wrapped his arm around her, trying not to scare her, and moved towards his car. The silver BMW SUV was his personal favorite. He got her into the passenger seat and got in.

It was really hard to drive in this weather and it became more difficult to do it with one hand. Because his other hand was gently held by two rather tiny soft hands that belonged to the love of his life. It was her anchor; he wasn't going to take it away ever.

Kyoko could feel Kuon's anger radiating out of him. He was currently latched onto her back and every time she moved, he moved. It was like they were in perfect sync.

"I'm not a big fan of tea.", he suddenly whispered in her ear and his warm breath brushed her neck. She froze on the spot then and there but managed to nod.

Kuon chuckled very softly, this girl was very sensitive when it came to skin to skin contact. The way she was blushing right now looked like he told her something naughty like what he was going to do when he got home with her… Kuon mentally smacked himself before his thoughts turned dangerously inappropriate.

What was weird was that even after he emitted a possessive aura around her and moved with her like a puzzle piece, the idiots in the store couldn't stop gawking at her. It was like, even though they thought she was taken, they wouldn't stop trying to look for a chance to get close to her. What happened to the men in Japan? Unless….. unless they didn't believe that she was taken.

Kuon went to stand beside her in the cash counter and the lady was sending him wired looks. Kyoko suddenly knew that the girl was trying to flirt with the demon lord and he in turn looked so uninterested that it was a very pitiful site.

However, the shock she was in after she felt his hands wrap around her waist in a protective way was nothing she could ever describe. She was blushing like a tomato but he wouldn't move his hand and to make matters worse, he closed the gap between them. Kuon took the heavy grocery bags in one hand and with another still wrapped around her waist they went to the car as soon as they could manage.

Kyoko didn't know what happened, why it happened and what was happening now. However, the man in the steering wheel was not angry anymore, he had a triumphant smile on his face and a happy aura around him. She didn't know why….. but it made her happy…. Kind of.