25 Women 1 Wife. (A Skip Beat! Fanfic)

Her challenge.

Kyoko slammed her head into her hands. Dropping her pen to the table she groaned.

"You never told him!" Chiori cried looking very worried by Kuon's reaction.

Kanae looked at Chiori her eyes saying it all.

"No Chiori. Mo! Kuon just stormed out of the room because he already knew." Kanae deadpanned as she shook Kyoko by her shoulder.

"MO! Kyoko go after him!" Kanae said literally pulling Kyoko from her seat and pushing her towards the door.

"I don't know what has happened between you, the chicken and Kuon but sort it out!" with that Kyoko was out of the door after the man she had been deceiving for over two years now.

God he is going to hate me! Kyoko thought as she stopped in the entrance hall and wondered which way she should go to follow Kuon.

The sound of a throat being cleared behind her startled her slightly. She spun to face Lory's aid Sebastian. A single finger pointing at the front doors was the only signal she needed. With a bow and a quick, tense smile Kyoko was off at a quick trot and out of the door.

Kuon didn't know what to think as he strode swiftly across the lawns. Hell how would anyone feel if someone who they thought of as a friend suddenly turned into the woman they loved after they had basically admitted to them how much they loved them! God it was like some sick joke! Kuon had to run his face red with not anger, but pure and simple embarrassment. Did Kyoko know? Had she figured it out? Hell he had told that blasted chicken everything! Short of naming her by name he had basically spelled out that he was in love with her and she had never said anything! She had never even acknowledged his feelings! Was this a good sign or a bad sign? Hell who was he kidding? Of course she knew, how could she not? How many high school girls did Kuon know for god sakes? The more Kuon thought the more he panicked, but that would do him no good as Kuon suddenly stopped in his tracks and cleared his thoughts.

Who was to say Kyoko had always done that role? Who was to say it wasn't just something she had done once or twice? Though saying that the chicken always seemed rather consistent in its acting style. He should know he watched the show enough! He had even been known to record the show to watch later...Hell Kyoko had even watched the show with him when she had been at his place. Thinking back on it he thought about how fidgety Kyoko was when they watched Bridge Rock. Kyoko would always go to her regular job on friday nights at TBM. Kuon had even taken her there himself. He had dropped her off for what she had called a Love Me task and he...stupid him had never really asked further what that task was. In the cases he did she would just fob him off with a half answer or completely divert the question. God she was a good actress! Kuon sighed deeply trying to calm the blush on his cheeks.

"Kuon?" the voice was quiet, but he knew who it belonged to without even looking.

He couldn't answer, he just couldn't force himself to turn as he felt her presence behind him. He felt the blush rising to his cheeks even more now. God this girl had been the first ever person he had talked to about his true self!

"I'm so sorry Kuon! I truly didn't mean to lie to you...It's just...It's just I wanted so badly to help you back then and you hated me. With Bo you were nice! Since I couldn't do it as myself I thought it would be OK to help as him!"

Kyoko felt her heart breaking. Kuon had not even turned to look at her. This was it, this was the end. He would never want to speak to her again. Kyoko wouldn't even be surprised if Kuon asked her to leave the show there and then and send her home.

"Please Kuon... I'm so... s...orr..y." It was too much for her as she fell into the dogeza, prostrating herself before the man she loved and cared for, wanting nothing more than some sign. For him to say it was OK. Even if she did have to go home after this, all she wanted was to hear her name from his lips. That would be enough, for her to still be able to maybe pass him in the corridor when this was over, just to be able to maybe greet him.