Her return

Dress Shopping pt. 1

"Shut up!"

Tyler laughed at Akane's growing embarrassment, grinning from ear-to-ear like a pervert. They were great friends and often fought like siblings, but they got along so much better than siblings; they were linked at the hips, best girl/guy friends forever! Tyler was her protector when they had tours and concerts, so when Kyoko had to leave it was hard on him. Tyler knew that Akane wasn't really who she was, it was a stage facade and when he found out she was originally a Japanese Actress, he laughed and accepted the truth gracefully. He helped her write her first song, Ghost, and was extremely proud of how quickly it blew up; not only did her acting career get a boost, but she was recognized as a singer/co-songwriter as well.

Ren read through the bio of Akane thoroughly, an eyebrow raised to perfection. Of course, Kyoko had to write him the bio and character description of the international star, she's Kyoko, but this Tyler fellow? Did he have a thing for his Kyoko? No way, he cared for her like a brother, from what Kyoko wrote his actions were never anymore intimate than a brotherly peck on the cheek. He sets down the folder and stands, bending backward to pop out the many kinks in his back. As he rights himself he finds himself staring at his phone, fighting himself on whether he should call his wayward lover or not. Suddenly, as if she heard his conflict, Kyoko's face popped up on the screen due to an oncoming call. Ren did another notorious naked happy dance in his head.

"Hey, Kyoko~!"

"Hi!"

"You seem rather lively."

His green eyes darted over to the clock that read thirty minutes after midnight. Kyoko giggled, "I have some good news!"

"Hmm?"

"My amazing older brother figure is paying me a visit, and he wants to meet the amazing people who made me who I am!"

"Really? And who are you?"

"An 'amazing phenomenon, that needs to be recorded in the history books'."

Kuon could hear the air quotes as she spoke, she still didn't see it yet. He smiled, "I'm looking forward to meeting him, supposing I'm one of those 'amazing people'?"

Kyoko gasps, "Always! You're one of the main ones."

"Are we still going shopping...?"

Another gasp followed by, "Of course we are, as long as it isn't an inconvenience?"

"Kyoko, seeing you is always convenient."

Kuon smirked at her sputtering, grabbed his car keys, and his wallet. Leaving with his lady love still in his ear.

...Timeskip...

He parked in the alley and Kyoko was running around the kitchen, making Kuu Hizuri a midnight snack, as Kuon walked in, he'd been greeted by the sight of his father scarfing down three full plates of food. Kyoko was staring at him awkwardly, "Hey."

Kuu choked, "Tsuruga-san!? It's been a while."

"Hey dad."

More choking, "Does she-?"

"Yes."

Kyoko grinned and hugged Kuon around the waist, burying her face into his chest. Kuu then enveloped them both is his arms, "Finally, Kyoko can be my actual child-in-law."

Kyoko squealed in embarrassment, but in no way did she protest the thought. Kuon smiled and he looked down at her, "You ready to go?"

"Hai!"

Kyoko kissed Kuu on the cheek and the loving couple left, Kuu's heart healed at the look Kuon sent over his shoulder, "I love you dad."

"Good bye Otou-san!"

He smiled wider, waving at his daughter and son. Kuon glanced down at his lady love's face and grinned genuinely, "Do you have any place in mind, princess?"

"Any bridal store that you have in mind."

He nodded and opened the car door for her, closed it after her, then got in on his side. Kyoko pulled out her phone and messaged Chiori: Hey, what is the concept of the dresses?

What do you mean?

Kyoko grinned: You know...sexy? Or modest...?

She practically seen Chiori jump thirty feet in the air at the question: Well, I suppose, both...?

Kyoko snorted quietly, then shot a quick glance at Kuon to see if he heard the disgusting noise. If he did, he had shown no sign of it: XD Okay you dummy, I'll send you pictures!

Okay!

Kyoko chuckled and put the device back into her back pocket, Ren then decided to say, "Hey, Ms. Piggy, done chatting with your friends?"

"KUON!"

Her screech filled the car, then--in response--Kuon went into a pompous fit of laughter, feeling it in his stomach, causing his abdominal muscles to tighten. Kyoko's lower lip slipped out into an adorable pout and she turned away, watching the bright lights pass in somber. Her sulking was obvious as they pulled into the nearest parking space, and Ren was glad to find the store nearly deserted, perfect for late night celebrity shopping. Kyoko flung the door open and glared at the tall man as he fluidly got out of his car, who seemed to be enjoying the attention from the woman, no matter how angry she may have been.

Kuon hugged her close, showing his blatant possession of her, and Kyoko held no objection, but continued to glower, "Mogami Kyoko, you'll give yourself wrinkles!"

"I've heard enough of that from you, Daddy Long-Legs!"

He was so amused, that the insult completely flew over his head and Kyoko was pleased with her quip. That'll teach you not to mess with me, Hizuri Kuon. Then, he leaned down close to her ear, "Daddy? My, my Kyoko, who knew you were so naughty?"

"Tsuruga Ren, so help me, I will deliver the devil from Hell if you keep talking." She growled, hiding her blush.

Tsuruga Ren shut up as they entered the quaint little store, "Welcome!"

They smiled at the clerk and she blushed, "Y-you two a-are-!"

"It's a pleasure ma'am, but we're here on on the down-low. Don't tell anyone!" Kyoko kissed the tip of her finger, symbolizing the finality of their secret and the woman nodded frantically, "Thank you very much."

Again she nodded, smiling widely at the couple, of course the clerk didn't know that. As they roamed the aisles, Kyoko kept in mind that it needed to be red, so she dialed Kotonami Kanae, "Mo! What!?"

"Moko-san! I need you to meet me at," she looked at Ren who pointed to the sign at the wall, "White Dreams."

"Are you shopping for Chiori-chan's wedding?"

"Yeah."

"I'll be there in fifteen, with Yukihito."

Kyoko giggled and hung up, of course she'd bring her fangirl-ish lover along. It would give Ren something to do while waiting for her to exit the changing stalls, all the way around it would be convenient. Ren looked at her as she went to the cheapest rack of red dresses, raising a brow that spoke years of modeling on her back, it's a wonder she didn't start yelling in Russian like his mother often did when she was shopping. The thought made him laugh.

"MO! Kyoko!?"

"Moko-san!"

The ravenette is plowed over by the chestnut haired beauty, who was crying tears of happiness, "Mo! Get off!"

"But we haven't seen each other in ages~!"

"It's been less than a week Mogami Kyoko~!"

"Too many days, hours, MINUTES!"

"MO!"