Chapter 01: Confession

Kyoko swung the door open and entered the room falling into the character of Setsuka. "I'm back…Nii-san," she chimed cutely. Walking up to her bed, she dropped the bag onto the mattress and smiled to her brother Cain.

Turning his face to look upon his baby sister, Cain was once again stunned by her appeal. She was wearing a black skin-tight corset top with a thing black cover up wrapped upon bare shoulders. A sexy black leather mini and over-the-knee leather stiletto boots completed her dangerously alluring attire.

Seeing his dazed expression and bored posture, Setsuka stopped and spoke again. "Don't tell me you were asleep?" As she watched him, she could feel something different about the man before her.

Cain lifted his head and ran his fingers through his long raven locks. "Seems that way," Tilting his head, he watched as she walked around and picked up the empty Asahi can off the floor.

"Instead of sleeping here with that position, why don't you sleep properly in bed?" Setsuka asked

Resting his head in his palm, he watched as her skirt hiked up her milky thighs just a little bit as she bent over. "Doesn't really matter where I sleep," he answered indifferently. "Until you come back, I won't be calm enough to sleep."

Standing back up, Setsuka cocked her hip, placing her hand upon the curve of her waist. She smirked as the shadow of mischief blanketed her eyes. "My poor Nii-san! It's all because you have such a cute little sister like me, that's why you can't get any sleep."

Their eyes locked after he took in every single sultry curve of her body. "Damn right," Cain answered. "I might as well just lock you in this room, and make sure you touch no one else but me."

She wrapped her can-holding hand around her slim stomach and lightly nibbed the long nail of her free index finger, smile widening with seduction. "In our next off day, why not go and buy a lock?"

RING, RING, RING! RING, RING, RING! Setsu misted into air as the alarming sound of her cell phone jilted Kyoko out of character. Eyes widening with shock, she looked over at the bag atop her bed. "What's that sound?" RING, RING, RING! RING, RING, RING! "Could that be my cell phone?" Shock transitioned to terror as she realized she had forgotten to place the damned thing on silent. Kyoko ran over to the bed and rummaged through her belongings searching for the pesty device.

Watching her intently as she rushed over to discover who the caller was Cain began to flicker under the pressure of the beast within. Ren watched as she quickly pulled the phone from her bag and checked who it was. When her eyes widened with fear and lips parted in awe, he narrowed his black eyes. That could only mean one thing.

Kyoko mentally berated herself for being stupid enough for not turning her phone off. Checking the ID, she recognized the ringtone and felt her pulse quicken with rage. Not only did I forget to turn it off, but this lame ringtone…Unknown number…SHOU…SHOUTARO! What the hell is that guy thinking calling me at a time like this? "Turn it off! Turn it off Kyoko!" She mumbled like a mantra as she fiddled with flipping it open.

Dropping his hand, Ren gripped the armrests tightly trying to remain in cool Cain mode. But sensing the excitement from his co-star, he felt his irritation and impatience reach their max. Shoving off the seat, he stood up and strode over to the teen. As soon as she flipped it open, he rudely snatched it out of her hand and turned it around, glaring at the flashing name. Unknown Number. All the chains restraining the beast broke and shattered. Hitting the ignore button, newly unleashed Kuon threw the device clear across the room behind him. It bounced off the table and smacked into the wall before flipping shut, dead upon the carpet.

Kyoko's jaw dropped as she watched the angry maneuver. She wanted to say something, anything but the sudden shift in the atmosphere held her tongue at bay. When he looked at her, tremors pulsed throughout her entire body. Dark furious eyes lay silhouetted behind long black bangs, causing her to close her lips and gulp painfully. As he stepped closer to her, she instinctively stepped back. Her heart hammered restlessly amidst its confine as sweat kissed her palms and neck.

His entire body was aflame with unimaginable ire. Furrowing his brows he stared at the woman he loved intently. "What happened? You're not saying anything?" He said with low, deep voice. His bangs swished to the side as he tilted his head and stepped closer to her. "You can't deny it either, that the phone call wasn't Fuwa?"

Kyoko's heart froze in her chest. Feeling the solid wall collide with her back, her lips parted as she tried to absorb the stranger before her. Balling her hands into fists, she slid to the side intuitively, needing room to breathe. Why…do you want to talk…about that…here? Now that we're the Heel Siblings?

Kuon continued through her silence as he slowly stalked towards her. "It can't be anyone else but Fuwa. The only people that call you with an unknown number in the end are either me or the agency or him." Kuon curled his fingers tightly together as his eyes fell upon her soft lips. "But now both I and the agency have a number that shows up. In this case, he's the only one left. Why is he calling…?" Glancing to the clock, he noticed that it was one thirty in the morning. "At such a time?"

No way! Kyoko could hear her pulse in her ears. The energy in the room became heavy, thick. She could feel the black livid mist swirl around them as she locked eyes with this unfamiliar persona. No way… Tsuruga-san can't…be saying such a thing… Her thoughts were momentarily interrupted when the back of her knees collided with the bed behind her. Kyoko gasped as she fell back She placed her palms out upon the soft sheets to brace her fall. Shaking the long blonde hair out of her face, she was further amazed when she felt his hands upon her body, pinning her down.

Kuon towered above her, thick hair shadowing his expression. His left hand held her arm to the bed, while his right grabbed her shoulder, slightly slipped the material of the cover up off her silken skin. "Are you still keeping in contact with him?"

THUMP, THUMP! THUMP, THUMP! Kyoko shivered, falling utterly frozen beneath him. His voice was so calm and quiet, yet every time he opened his mouth to speak, she couldn't help but feel the strong aura of a ravenous, raging creature.

"You were supposed to be at school, yet you were with him, at the TV studio. You seemed quite friendly to each other, sitting together." Long fingers caressed the curve of her shoulder as he lowered his mouth. His eyes danced from her lips back up to her astonished gaze. "You say that you hate him…but…what do you really want from him?"

Who is this person? Kyoko wondered maddeningly. He's not Tsuruga-san…and he's not Cain Heel… Someone I don't know…moving Tsuruga-san's body… Kyoko immediately thought back to him filming as BJ…You were smiling… So lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice when he placed his knee beside her upon the bed, holding her hostage.

Her silence was starting to irritate him to no avail. His fingers tightened around her right arm. "Still no answer? If you don't deny it, then it means it's true."

The actress quivered as she felt the air grow increasingly icier. Fighting away her nervous feelings, she cleared her throat and spoke softly. "Why are you now asking me this?" As his fingers delicately ran down her chest, hooking into the thin fabric of her top, a switch flipped inside the young woman. Reaching up, she grabbed his shirt and dexterously flipped him in an instant.

Kuon was utterly taken back as his prey now became the huntress. Feeling her spread her legs as she straddled him, releasing the tights fists holding his shirt hostage, all he could do was gawk at her in total astonishment. Eyes glanced to her mouth as the tip of her tongue flicked out licking her lips.

"Whatever I do with Fuwa or don't do with Fuwa, why do you care so much?" She hissed to him.

Kuon stared at her in disbelief. His heart began to pound as his fears and desires molded into one overwhelming entity. Reaching out to her, he was further awed when she slapped his hand aside.

Setsuka ran her hands up his hard chest to his broad shoulders as she brought her mouth to his. "Don't worry Nii-san you don't have to be so jealous." She purred and then playfully nibbed his lobe. When she pulled away her eyes met Kuon's for an instant.

Seeing the shadow of a familiar character, Kuon gritted his teeth with frustration. This isn't a damn act. I've had it! Kuon reached out and grabbed her arms roughly and rolled over, obtaining control once again. As soon as her hands touched his chest, he grabbed her wrists and tightly pinned her to the bed as he lowered himself and spoke sternly. "Dammit Kyoko, this isn't a game!" Her eyes flickered as all semblance of Setsuka disappeared. "I want you to give me an answer! What is it about that ass that makes you run back to him, each and every time?"

The teen gulped, eyes wide, brows furrowed as she scrutinized her sempai. "Tsuruga-san…Why are you asking me such a question?" Kyoko felt herself drowning in the depth of his stare. "Ren…" she muttered naturally as the small pieces started to click into place. "It can't be…"

"Isn't it obvious to you yet?" Kuon whispered as he tightened his grasp. "Are you really so blind that you can't see what's in front of your face?"

"You can't…" Kyoko replied, voice cracking. "A man like you just can't…"

"Can't what?" Kuon gritted. When she closed her eyes and looked away, Kuon brought his lips to her ear. "Say it Kyoko. I want to hear you say it to me. A man like me can't what?" The excruciating seconds ticked by as her silence continued. "Answer me Kyoko!" Kuon shouted to her.

Kyoko balled her hands and twisted them, but found no success for release. As his voice rang to her, filled with passionate desperation, she licked her lips and turned her head to face the man she had come to admire, come to appreciate… Tried to very hard to not fall for… "A man like you can't possibly want a girl like me…"

He grazed her lips with his as he spoke softly. "Then let me show you how much a man like me loves a girl like you."

Kyoko eyes shot open when he kissed her passionately. Feeling a streak of trepidation flutter through her abdomen, she held perfectly still, feeling her own emotions twirling insanely within her. Loves me… He said that he loves me… Tsuruga Ren loves ME! Kyoko unclenched her fists and relaxed as she felt the final lock snap and shatter, exposing her to true love's grand embrace once again. Closing her eyes, she let herself fall into the chaos that surrounded her…

A/N: This isn't a full on story. Just a one-shot chopped into two chapters. The latest SB chapter was driving me absolutely batty so I thought I'd write what I wish would happen (even though I know in actuality it won't). If you get a chance drop a review! The second and final chapter will up soon. Take care everyone.