Her return

Reino.

...Third Person POV...

Kyoko and Tyler hit the ground, laughing and smiling like fools. Lory smiled at the reunion, wrapping an arm around Jelly's waist, Ren grinned widely at the scene while Lory searched his eyes for any signs of possessive jealousy. When he found none, he redirected his attention back to the happy sibling-pair on the ground, Kyoko had him in a playful headlock while Tyler tried 'violently' to escape. Ren laughed as she screamed, "For Sparta!"

Tyler's seemingly dead body laid limp, Kyoko stood, put her heeled shoes on his stomach, and did what can only be described as a victory smile. He got off the floor and met Ren's eyes, "Ah, let me guess...Tsuruga Ren?"

Ren was astounded by his perfect Japanese, but nodded, "Indeed I am. Are you Tyler Connolly?"

"I am, Kyoko talked about you all the time. "Tsuruga-san would never treat me this way!' 'Tsuruga-"

"Tyler Connolly if you say another word i swear to Buddha that I'll maim you!" His face lost all of its color as her grudge demons wrapped around his body, forming a prison. Kyoko's face was bright red in embarrassment as she walked to Ren's side and buried her face in his shoulder, "He's such a bully!"

"I know, love. It's okay."

Her grudge demons dissipated and Tyler gulped, meeting his eyes again; Ren's eyes held a silent laughter to them, as he too shared an amused gaze with the freakishly tall man. It would seem, that they may get along.

...Timeskip...

Her chestnut hair fell seductively over her face as her golden eyes hooded with lust, her clothing clung to her body like glue due to the rain. Kyoko elegantly placed her delicate fingers on her collar bone, turning an aloof gaze to the side; there was a series of flashes before she turned her eyes forward again, glaring sensually. Another series of flashes, then, "Okay! Thank you Kyoko-san, get changed for next set! We'll be having break after this shoot!"

She nods and walks to her dressing room, getting out of her wet clothes and drying off quickly. She grabbed the lilac colored blouse and wrapped it around her body, buttoning it up quickly. Next, she grabbed the elegant pair of black skinny jeans and tugged them on; finally, she pulled on the black blazer to complete the look. She swiftly pulled on the dark purple pair of pumps that were set to the side and walked out of the room, checking her watch on the inside of her wrist. Perfect, just under five minutes.

The makeup artists threw a vinyl clothing protector around her body and ushered her into a seat before a vanity, lining her eyes with swift strokes of black eyeliner and coloring her lids with a light lavender shade of eyeshadow. Next the quickly curled her hair into loose waves and squealed at her beauty, blushing under her cool, professional gaze.

The rest of the shoot went off without a hitch and Kyoko retreated to her dressing room to relax, even if only for a few fleeting minutes. She checked her phone and flinched at the four missed calls from her mother, she quickly called her back, "Hello?"

"Hi, Okaa-san, sorry I hadn't gotten your calls. I was busy."

"I understand, I was just calling to let you know that Ushio has been anxious to see you."

"He has?" Her voice cracked slightly and she coughed, continuing, "I mean, why?"

"Well, he is your father...is he not?"

"Yes, but if he wanted to see me why hasn't he called. He has my number."

"He believes in letting suspense build over time, that and he's afraid of how awkward you are around him."

"That's only because-!"

"He's aware of why that is, but he's still afraid of it."

She nodded, scratching the back of her neck, "Alright, I'll talk to him. I have to go now, I love you!"

"I love you too, Kyoko."

With a wistful smile, she hung up and immediately it began to ring again; jumping, she fumbled to answer it, "Hello, you've reached Mogami."

"Hello Kyoko."

Her eyes darkened in rage, "Beagle..."

"How are you?"

"I was fine until I heard your voice, you bastard."

"You wound me." He chuckled in a humorless mirth, "I have to say, your acting during the Blood on My Soul filming was incredible."

Kyoko fought the urge to cough in shock, "And your character-Setsu was it?-she's quite the reel."

"What in the hell do you want?"

"Simple, I want something with all of your feelings for me embedded into it, but not something as cheesy and unoriginal as chocolates. I was thinking, that blue stone you hold so dearly to your heart?"

Memories of when she and Ren spent long summer days next to the river as children looped through her mind, she let out an inhuman growl of anger, "Like hell."

"But why?"

"Because you deserve nothing from me and if you call me again, I swear to everything that is holy and unholy that I will crucify you and serve your organs to the darklords on a silver platter."

"Oh, my how I've missed our chats!"

"Do you understand me you doggie bastard, or do I have to make this crystal for you?"

Kyoko's voice was low and threatening, a shiver passed through Reino's body at the delightful sound. Even though on normal occasions he was a sadist, he couldn't say the same for Kyoko: she truly made him a masochist to the highest degree. And she didn't even know of the effect she had on him, on other people. That's what made her special, her obliviousness to the aftermath she left in her wake; that's what made her so damn interesting, "No I understand, but that doesn't mean I'll listen. You see, if you don't do this for me I may or may not expose your little lie about who you pretend to be on that set and your 'brother; I don't know who he is yet, but when I find out? I'll ruin him."

"Fine, I'll give you what you want. Only if I bring along a friend?"

"Who?"

"Tsuruga Ren."

"Nice try, but that man doesn't frighten me anymore. You go right ahead, bring him, but I will not be affected by his presence."

"Right, okay."

She ended the call and blocked the number, hoping that would be enough to keep him at bay or the time being. One thing was for certain, she had a problem and she needed a solution fast, because if she didn't get one: hell will be greeting her face-first. Kyoko clinched her fists in raw, seething anger as she scrolled through her contact list, finding the appropriate name to assist her in the situation, "Hey, Sho I need a favor. Meet me at the Takarada mansion at ten thirty tonight, we have a dog to put on a leash."

"Absolutely, I've been itching to beat the hell out of that guy again."

"See you then."