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+++Back to the interview+++
That's it.
We're dead.
Done for!
Goners!
How the hell are we supposed to get out of this?
It'll take a miracle to save us!
Ren was freaking out.
Next to him, he could
ever so slightly feel Kyoko shaking next to him.
No doubt she was thinking the same thing he was;
what the hell were they supposed to do now?
They couldn't risk getting
found out by the media, yet the
evidence was indisputable.
The problem left him with a throbbing in his head that he was sure was going to turn into a full blown migraine.
Sho, on the other hand was pissed as hell, try as he might, he couldn't deny the evidence in front of him.
Kyoko was living with Tsuruga and not only that but the two seemed closer to each other than ever before.
He began to see red,
how dare he?
He had no right to touch
Kyoko, hell, he hadn't even touched her and now this guy thinks just because he's her sempai, that he's got some special privileges?
No way in hell!
Then he realized where he
was and tried to calm himself.
He picked up the cup of coffee next to him and took a long gulp as he tried to calm his nerves.
While he was drinking, he kept his eyes focused on his childhood friend.
He put the cup down and leaned back in his chair.
It looked like she was about to say something.
Kyoko knew what she had to do; she would just say it was a
misunderstanding.
That she had moved into the apartment beside him.
Never mind the fact that she
couldn't afford it, she would worry about that later.
All she had to do was say that being neighbours is practically like living with him.
She picked up her teacup and took a delicate sip to punctuate her statement.
"Well Kurosaki-san it seems we have a misunderstanding here about what actually happened.
You see I just moved into the apartment beside Tsuruga-san's"
Ren's eyes flicked off stage and found that Yashiro was gone, no doubt arranging for Kyoko's
things to transported to an empty apartment in his building with the President.
He turned his attention back to the conversation at hand;
Kyoko was still trying to convince Mei that she wasn't living with him.
"In any case–" she paused. Hang on, she thought,
this coffee...
She happened to glance up at Sho and her face blanched.
Oh dear lord..
Without preamble she turned to the host.
"Kurosaki-san," she began urgently,
"what was in the coffee?
Please tell me it wasn't hazelnuts!"
Mei looked confused at the sudden change in topic but replied.
"Umm yes it is hazelnut, why-" she was interrupted by coughing from the chair next to hers.
She didn't get a chance to finish her sentence because Kyoko's attention was already elsewhere.
She had turned to Sho, who's head was , strangely, down.
"Fuwa-san?" Kyoko said urgently.
If he could at least speak, then there wasn't sufficient cause to worry.
But if he didn't answer, it would be bad.
Very bad.
And true to her fears,
he wasn't answering.
The rest of the guests kept switching their gaze from Kyoko to Sho.
Something seemed to be wrong with him.
Kyoko got up hastily shoving the center coffee table out of her way, kneeling in front of him to everyone's surprise. She shook him.
"Sho!" At this point Shoko ran out onto the stage, she grabbed his hair and forced his head up and gasped.
His skin was hot and sweaty to the touch; his eyes were half open and feverish.
Kyoko reached up and
forced his mouth open.
By now the crowd was getting louder and louder with concerned panic settling in
for Sho.
Kyoko noted with mounting
horror that the roof of Sho's mouth had swollen and it looked like he couldn't breathe and his lips were beginning to swell.
She began to frantically search his clothes, while the others watched with concern.
Ren and Kanae approached her first.
"Kyoko- is everything oka-"
he was cut of as Kyoko's frantic and shrill voice rang out.
"Call an ambulance!"
Mei motioned at the director to do as she said while the guests crowded around them.
"What's going on Kyoko?"
Kanae asked.
Kyoko's searching still
continued.
She kept muttering
"He's having an allergic reaction.
An epilepsy attack!
Where is it? I know he has to keep it on him.
He isn't that stupid to not carry one with him – OH!"
her exclamation startled
all of them.
"Shoko get me his bag!"
She ordered Shoko in a surprisingly commanding voice as Shingai and Kinnji could be heard in the back.
"An allergy attack?
How did she know he was allergic to hazelnuts?"
"She is his childhood friend, one would pick up on such things."
Ogata replied, calm, oddly enough, in the middle of all the chaos.
All any of them could do was to watch the goings on and try not to get in Kyoko's way.
Suddenly, Shoko returned carrying a large black leather messenger bag which Kyoko ripped out of her hands and began rummaging through
unabashedly.
With a loud exclamation, she pulled a long silver stick out of a white holder.
"HA! I found it!
I knew he wouldn't be stupid enough to not bring his
Epi Pen with him!"
Kyoko turned to Sho and in one fluid movement she
jabbed the Epi pen firmly through his black pants and into his right thigh.
Sho jerked harshly in pain,
Kyoko pressed a light kiss onto his forehead, much to the shock of everyone.
"Shh. Its alright, you're alright now Sho."
She murmured in his ear.
She pressed his face to her chest and almost instantly, Sho seemed stop, his lips began to regain his natural color as he began to become more
alert and aware.
Kyoko breathed a sigh of relief as she opened his shirt
and checked for rashes and put her head against his chest to check for a steady heartbeat as paramedics thundered on to the stage and began to swarm around her.
They congratulated her on her quick thinking saying that if she hadn't, he wouldn't have lasted long enough for them to arrive, though, they added,
he wasn't out of the woods
yet.
Kyoko withdrew from the
commotion and seemed to sag
against Kanae in exhaustion.
The paramedics quickly loaded the singer into a stretcher and into the ambulance, roaring away at full speed towards Tokyo Central Hospital.
"Thank god."
She sighed.
"I thought he was going die."
She rubbed the back of her hand across her closed eyes, wiping off a slick sheen of
sweat.
She wouldn't admit this later,
but the panic she had felt at that moment had been paralysing.
To think she had come so close to losing him, the thought made her shudder.
Try as she might, she wouldn't even wish that kind of death of Sho, and whether she liked
it or not, he was a part of her life, and his death would effect her, plus she would've regretted not helping him, his parents would have been
devastated and she wouldn't have been able to bear that.
It was then she realized that
everyone was staring at her.
Including the live studio audience.
A quick look at the camera
confirmed her suspicions; the steady red light told her quite clearly that they were still on air.
And here she was.
On the floor.
Sitting there like an idiot.
Trying to seem nonchalant, Kyoko picked herself off the floor, dusting herself off and nimbly walked back to the couch and sat down.
The rest of the actors followed suit, so she was once again seated between Ren and Kanae.
Mei stared at her, for once in her life speechless.
She turned to the camera with a strained smile.
"Aand that's all the time we have today everyone! Join us next time as we welcome to the show some very special secret guests!"
The words left her mouth woodenly as Mei internally cringed.
Boy am I glad this is over, I have no idea how to deal with this!
The red light turned green as the live audience filtered out the studio doors talking in muted voices about the show they had just seen.
"Kyoko-san!"
Mei cried as soon as only the stage crew were in immediate vicinity,
"how did you – I mean you knew he was having an
attack?
I thought you said you were
only work acquaintances."
Everyone stared at her, wondering what she would say to defend herself against this.
The attack had been caught on
tape, so she had to have her story straight now.
She contemplated lying
briefly but decided against it.
"Sho's actually deathly allergic to nuts. Hazelnuts in particular, he doesn't really know what they taste like so he didn't know it was in the coffee."
She said tiredly, not noticing
that she had reverted to calling him by his first name.
Ren did notice however and his frown was evident to everyone, who mistook it for
concern.
Kyoko stiffened as she felt
Ren's mood turn dark.
She turned around to look at him.
"Tsuruga-san?"
she said hesitantly,
he just smiled at her.
"Yes what is it Mogami-san? "
Kyoko shivered,
what the hell is the emphasis on my name for?
The others (particularly Yashiro and Kanae) also noticed his mood and
made their respectful departures.
*I'm sorry Kyoko-chan!
Yashiro wailed internally, You're on your own this time!*
"Tsuruga-san, Kyoko-san,
we'll see you at the set okay?"
With that Shingai, Ogata, Yashiro and Kanae left to go to the shooting site.
Since Mei was there he quickly texted Kyoko and Ren that the President had arranged for an apartment for Kyoko right next to Ren's.
With a subtle nod in their direction, Yashiro left.
Mei also took her leave
reluctantly.
Her time slot was done
and she couldn't keep the actors against their schedules, she maybe a stubborn as hell when there was good gossip afloat, but she also valued professionalism, and she had
other appointments that she
couldn't skip out on.
They walked back to Ren's car alone, Kyoko turned around to face Ren.
"What's wrong Ren?"
She looked at him like he was dangerous to even talk to.
"Nothing."
He ground out.
He was upset, he kept replaying the affectionate kiss that she had given Sho and it angered him to no end.
All he had wanted at that moment when she was fussing over Sho, was to rip her from him.
Despite knowing that she had a good reason to act that way,
he was still upset.
He had also been startled when she had gone through his private belongings like it was nothing.
Something she would never have dared to do had it
been him. She was always so careful with him, but with her precious Sho, she threw caution to the wind and
did as she pleased.
The ride back to his apartment was silent.
But unlike the other silences
they had shared, this one wasn't as comfortable, it was a strange, tension filled silence that made her squirm in her seat and made her afraid to look at him.
Once they arrived at his apartment building, the trip up the elevator and to his
apartment was even tenser.
He opened the door and walked in, for once not being the perfect gentleman and making Kyoko enter first.
Which was odd.
He was usually so stuck on etiquette, this time he just left her to walk in on her own as
he flung his coat on to the couch and walked to his ceiling to floor window over looking central Tokyo.
Kyoko walked in behind him shutting the door softly behind her, set her purse down on the coffee table and stood uncomfortably in the center of
his living room.
The silence between them stretched until Kyoko could
stand it no longer and she
hesitantly ventured to say
something.
"Ren are you alright?"
he let out a frustrated sigh.
He didn't turn to face her, choosing instead to keep
watching the city below him buzz with life.
"No I'm not alright. Not at all."
Kyoko stared at him,
taken aback.
Why was he so upset?
Kyoko thought confused.
It showed in the very stance of his body. Something was
bothering this man very much.
"Ano, if I may be so bold to ask, why are you so irritated?"
The minute the words left her mouth, she cringed.
Stupid! What kind of a way
to pose a question is that? That'll just make him madder!
"Kyoko, didn't you say that the
reason you entered the
entertainment industry was to prove your worth to Fuwa?" Ren asked.
Somewhat puzzled by the strange direction in which the conversation was going, but still indignant at his thoughts Kyoko replied.
"I thought we had already gone
through this! Yes at first, but now it's more to discover a new me."
She was startled by his instantaneous
almost explosive response.
"Is this new Kyoko a Fuwa fan? Her eyes widened.
"Of course not! What would make you think that?"
"Then what are you doing Kyoko? In front of all of Japan, you embraced Fuwa!
The intimacy you displayed to
him will be taken as affection!"
Kyoko flinched, she was aware what she had done would have some negative repercussions.
"Maybe, but I don't regret doing what I did! He was scared and he was in pain, I was just trying to calm him down."
"Wasn't it you who said that you never wanted to turn back into the woman you were before you entered LME?"
Kyoko went rigid as she took his words and implications in.
"What are you saying? That I've
turned into a Shotaro worshipping groupie?"
Ren snorted.
"Certainly seems like it.
You were quite clingy with him today."
"He was having an allergic
reaction Ren! Was I supposed to just leave him there?"
"No but you kissed his forehead!"
"Yes! The way you would kiss a sick child!"
"Need I remind you,
he's not a child!
He's almost a fully grown
adult!"
"I don't understand why you're
behaving like this Ren!
Why on earth are we fighting over something as trivial as a kiss on the forehead?"
"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU THAT CLOSE TO HIM!"
Ren practically yelled!
Finally turning to look her in
the eye.
"YOU CAN'T ACT THAT WAY
WITH HIM!"
"What do you mean 'I can't'?
I SURE AS HELL DON'T RECALL EVER SAYING
THAT YOU COULD DICTATE WHAT I CAN AND CANNOT DO REN! I DEALT WITH THAT MY ENTIRE LIFE AND I DONT NEED IT FROM YOU!"
"MAYBE, THAT'S BECAUSE YOU KNOW THAT'S WHAT YOU NEED!"
There was a long silence as both stopped to catch their breath.
The two had reached a stalemate in their argument that no one was willing to
admit defeat to.
The temperature in the room seemed to drop steadily as
the tension between the two went from mildly and uncomfortably chilly
to downright furiously freezing.
Once again, Kyoko broke the silence first.
"Maybe it's a good thing the
president gave me my own
apartment. Clearly,"
she said in a chilly voice.
"we need some space.
And I sure as hell don't want to stay a second longer with a controlling jerk like you."
Ren chose not to
reply, turning to look back out the window, his back solidly to her.
Without another word, Kyoko picked up her handbag, and walked out of his apartment, closing the door with a loud slam!
That echoed through his now empty apartment.
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Eri-chan:waah ~sobbing loudly~ their first fight.you two are both idiot you know nee-chan and nii-chan..