Confabulation. (A Skip Beat! Fanfic)

Fishie Revenge.

"I'm gonna take a shower sweetie." He kissed her sweetly and softly as Kyoko felt she would melt from his touch. He turned and left the room heading back upstairs slowly. It was Kanae's turn to freeze, but a second later she dropped his hand, turned and pushed him off his seat!

She had felt so comfortable with her hand in his. Her fingers and palm still trembled as Yashiro hit the floor with a bang. He looked up, confused at Kanae who looked just as confused also.

"I'm sorry." she cried out in obvious distress as she stood and ran from the room, Kyoko following her as Kanae fled out of the front door down the steps and across the garden.

"Moko-san...Moko-san wait!" Kyoko cried, but Kanae was fleeing as if the hounds of hell where on her heels. She didn't stop and she never looked back as she ran across the gardens following the path she had walked not too long ago with Kyoko down to the stream. Standing on the stream bed she screamed her confusion. Kyoko who had almost caught up with her halted at the anguished cry her friend had let out as she stooped down and washed her hands over and over again as if trying to wash something away. She was trying to wash something away, but how could you wash away the feeling of electricity that seemed to be coursing through her veins from the touch of his hand on hers alone.

Neither of them spoke, Kyoko sat on the large rock Kanae had sat on earlier and allowed her friend time and space, offering her comfort through simply being there like she had done for her. She didn't need to speak to know how Kanae felt. It was the same way she felt every time Kuon touched her. That simple and impossible brilliance, the feeling that your hand fit perfectly in theirs, but how were the two who had retracted love going to deal with this?

"You know I may have to call this the Love Me Liberation front the way you pair are going." Lory said as he stepped down the embankment to Kyoko's side.

"How are we supposed to do this prez? If you don't mind me saying, we are both not cut out for this loving stuff." Lory chuckled,

"My dear Kotonami-san, isn't that what your whole section is about? Learning to love? This has just sped up the process a bit." Kanae turned and scowled at him menacingly.

"A bit...A bit! MO! I just had to act all lovey-dovey with a guy and I don't even know his first name!" MO! "Then I proceed to scare myself and push him off a chair which I'm sure he is none too happy about!" Kanae was bright red, fully embarrassed by her own actions. It had been reflexive, someone had been making her feel something she wasn't used to so her survival instinct had kicked in. She wanted to be an actress and nothing more so her instinct had told her to push him away. But maybe the literal part had been a tad over the top her mind reasoned with her.

"How can we do this?" she was almost begging now. Lory had never seen the ever calm ever aloof girl like this. He stood taller, he had planned this moment out in his head, and with little excited squeals ringing in his head he finally got to say what he wanted to say exactly how he wanted to say it. Bringing himself to his full height and puffing out his chest, he spoke in a firm and commanding voice,

"How you ask? You act!"

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Kuon came downstairs again, a towel around his shoulders as he held the banister tightly. His legs still felt weak and out of sorts, he hoped they would be better soon as he really hated being a burden to Kyoko. Yashiro was sitting quietly in thought at the table and Lory and the two women were nowhere in sight as Yashiro jotted down notes in the back of his diary.

"You OK, Yukihito?" Kuon asked as he watched the older man sigh, take of his glasses and squeeze the bridge of his nose. He startled at Kuon's question, not realising there was anyone there as he quickly popped his glasses back on and smiled sadly at Kuon.