Disclaimer: I love Skip Beat!, but that doesn't mean I own it. Pure fan love here.
Story: Kijima was just looking for a little fun. And somehow, it all turned into a learning experience and he wasn't quite sure he qualified as a teacher. And yet, Kyoko on the other hand, seems to be an eager student
Set somewhere after chapter 101, with some previous scenes beforehand being switched in time.
Spoilers: Yeeeessss. Yes, yes, yes. Beware?
Warnings: Hm, I need to think about this time.
Pairings: Kijima/Kyoko, side-Kyoren, side-(very downplayed XD) Kyosho, one-sided Hikaru/Kyoko….and we can't ignore one-sidedness from strange Reino, eh?

An Education
Chapter Fifteen: Of Kinks and Surprises

Kijima was embarrassed. He also knew Kyoko was supremely embarrassed. And all the two of them could do was stand there in embarrassment, while everyone else was silent and watching them with those damnable wide eyes.

And then someone wolf whistled.

That broke everyone out of their stupor, causing a domino effect of people beginning to chuckle, clap, or join in with the wolf whistles and cat calls. Kijima coughed and ignored his blushing face to look at Kyoko, whose red face was probably worse than his, and the two of them grinned sheepishly at each other.

"Well that was something," he told her quietly, grinning.

"I suppose it was," she teased back, eyes lighting up in merriment.

"So good take, you two. You two can take a break, while we have Tsuruga-san and Iizuka-san doing the confrontation over Katsuki's past," Ogata called out. "We'll take five though, so we can review the footage first."

Kijima looked to Kyoko and gestured towards Ogata with his head, and the two of them headed over.

"Was the scene really okay?" Kyoko asked nervously.

Ogata smiled gently. "Wonderful. Very intense, as is usual of you and your Mio, though Kijima-san definitely added a new and even more exciting layer to Naoyuki and his and Mio's interactions than even before. Haha, maybe even too intense! We're not sure if we're going to be allowed to show all of that, but I would definitely like to and will push for it, if need be. And I'm sure if the broadcast will have to be censored, then at least our future Blu-rays will be able to feature uncut versions."

Still, hearing that made the two of them go back to blushing. Had they really been that racy? After all, it's not like they'd actually had a full 'sex scene' filmed. It was cut off before that and meant to imply what happened.

"Here's an idea," the Assistant Director cut in. "Why don't you two join us in reviewing the footage?"

Though surprised, they agreed and followed Ogata into the viewing room, where they stood and waited and then gaped as they watched themselves onscreen. Dear God, even if it hadn't been full on sex, the two of them really had gone pretty full throttle in that scene and hadn't pulled back on it at all. No wonder everyone was so shell shocked afterwards. The two of them had practically gone to third base in front of everyone! That was beyond a make out!

Kijima winced. "We're sorry, Director Ogata. We promise to hold back a little more next time."

"Please don't," Iizuka interrupted, grinning slyly, and he hadn't even noticed she'd been there. Neither had Kyoko from the look of her.

Ogata coughed, cheeks blushing lightly. He smiled at them. "What Iizuka-san said. Please don't. It would be a disservice to the scenes and the characters' natural progression with themselves and each other. Just go on as normally, and I'm sure we will come out with more fantastic scenes like that."

Kijima was still unsure, but he nodded. Kyoko copied his lead.

"You two can take your break. We're just going to be a few more minutes in here and then continue filming, though you two may continue on your break while we film with the others," Ogata told them.

"Alright, we'll be…in our dressing room," Kijima said, though he inwardly winced as he had forgotten to make that plural.

Still, they retreated out of there and headed to Kyoko's dressing room, where the two of them just stared at each other. Even if Kijima was thinking about it and had taken a step towards her, it surprised him that Kyoko took the initiative and moved towards him quickly, kissing him fervently first. Their tongues tangled together and he lifted her up, moving towards the counter and sitting her down. Her legs wrapped around him once more and drew him closer to her, and he could feel her warmth.

He nearly snarled, feeling himself harden and his control slipped, leading to him grasping her waist and thrusting against her. He swallowed her gasp, squeezing her hips approvingly when her hands slipped underneath his shirt.

"We…we should stop," Kijima moved away, saying breathlessly. "If we don't, I might just end up taking you right now."

Kyoko shyly bit her lip. "Then why don't you?"

He stared dumbly at her for a second, before his brain worked out what she said and he decided what the hell. He fumbled with his belt as he kissed her again, and had just removed it and was about to unbutton his pants when there was a knock on the door. They stopped again, giving each other confused looks as they reluctantly parted. Kyoko pushed herself off the counter and then headed to her door, trying to make herself look alright. Kijima doubted it though, her face was still red and her lips swollen, but that could be blamed from the scene from earlier.

"Y-yes? Is something the matter?" Kyoko asked faintly.

"Ah, K-Kyoko-chan, are you alright?" he heard Itsumi's voice.

"I'm fine!" Kyoko's voice went high. "Just fine!"

"Um, I-I heard you and Kijima-san from my dressing room next door," she said and Kijima almost cursed aloud.

"Oh!" Kyoko's voice definitely went high. "T-that is –!"

Kijima strode over quickly and reached around Kyoko, grasping Itsumi and dragging her inside. He quickly poked his head out and took a look, before he went back inside and shut the door. He turned around to face Itsumi, standing by Kyoko's side. The blonde was bright red.

"S-so, uh, you two, huh?" Itsumi laughed weakly.

"You could really hear us?" Kijima winced.

"Well, my dressing room is next door and since there's no ceiling, I could hear you two," Itsumi explained, wringing her hands.

"Please don't tell," Kijima said. "Kyoko wouldn't want anyone to know and –"

"I don't mind," Kyoko blurted out and Kijima looked at her, caught off guard. "That is, I don't care too much if we acted close like we were today, or if you flirted with me or-or…" She didn't say anymore, quieting as she trailed off.

Kijima blinked before he beamed happily at her. Still…He turned back to Itsumi.

"It would still mean a lot if you kept it on the down low," Kijima asked. "We would really appreciate it. I know I don't have the best reputation, but Kyoko is definitely a good friend to me and I just want the best for us."

"Of course," Itsumi said firmly. "You two are my friends. Answer a few questions though?"

Kyoko and Kijima looked at each other and Kyoko shrugged, so Kijima nodded. Itsumi practically squealed.

"So how long have you two been like this?" she asked eagerly. "Since the first time your scenes changed all of a sudden? It has to be! No wonder you two as Naoyuki and Mio became so much different than you two had been before."

Kijima coughed, but he nodded. "More or less," he answered and with a look to Kyoko, who smiled slightly, he went into more detail. "Two nights before that scene, I was looking to find some female company and I thought of Kyoko and asked her if she needed a ride. We had dinner first and then I dropped her off. The next morning, I called her to see if she wanted to try a dessert, which afterwards I told her straight out I wanted to have some fun with her, and she surprised me by accepting. She, uh…" Here he went quiet and blushed a little.

Kyoko piped up. "I asked him for lessons."

"Lessons?" Itsumi blinked.

Kijima was still embarrassed and reddening even more, so Kyoko continued on blithely, though she was blushing too.

"Ah, well, that was my first time doing anything of the like, and I asked H-Hidehito if he could teach me more on sex and things, and since then…yeah," Kyoko ended lamely.

"Then the next day was that scene and then that night is when we went out clubbing," Kijima explained.

Itsumi giggled. "Oh wow, that makes my shipper heart so happy," which made them give her strange looks. "I ship you two together so hard, not just Naoyuki and Mio," Itsumi told them bluntly.

That made them stare at her and she just shrugged.

"So don't mind me! Go back to what you were doing. I won't say anything," Itsumi grinned widely and they couldn't help but get awkward and confused. At their continued stares, she shrugged and her grin became wry.

"Can I watch?"

Kijima practically choked on his breath, not sure if he heard what he did. Itsumi, however, didn't flinch and stared steadily back at them.

"Okay," Kyoko said suddenly and Kijima looked to her in shock. "I guess this can cover exhibitionism, right?"

Kijima started to mentally flounder. What was happening? And where did Kyoko learned that? Ha…haha..ha…someone was researching far more than Kijima had expected of her…Ah geez…

"Ohh, you guys can act as Naoyuki and Mio! That'll cover roleplay!"

Itsumi…shut up…Just shut up…

Kijima briefly face palmed, before shaking his head and turning to Kyoko with a ready smirk on his face.

"But she's right, Mio," he drawled, slipping into character. "And I do have you all alone with me."

'Mio' came alive at that moment and Kijima shivered in excitement. Kyoko sauntered over, a deadly look in her eyes and he responded back before she could do anything, yanking her forward and grasping at the end of her dress and hiking it up. Somehow, they'd found their way back to the counter and he'd had his fingers rubbing against her and getting her wet. Their tongues warred while her legs spread, and soon enough he was pushing aside her panty and slipping his fingers into her.

He thrust in and out of her nice and easy, her juices making his invasion easy. At one point, he ducked down and spread her legs, pushing the skirt of her dress further over her waist and taking her panty off while he was at it. He dived in, licking a slow line up her slit, enjoying her taste.

"D-damn you, Naoyuki! I-I won't let you get away with this," Kyoko hissed.

What?

Oh, right. He was supposed to be role playing as Naoyuki right now. He moved back, looking up at her with a lazy grin.

"Quiet now. I'm the one in charge here, little Mio," he purred.

He went to unbuckle his belt, but realized he'd already done so earlier. Instead, he unbuttoned his pants and slid it down a bit, along with his boxers, and let himself out. He was already mostly hard, had been since earlier with the scene he'd just filmed with Kyoko, but now he was fisting it until it was fully hard and he was ready to go. He lined it up and pushed it in, moaning at the tight heat that enveloped him. After a few shallow thrusts, he began to go faster into her, picking her up and shoving into her pussy in a rapid pace that had her bouncing on him while she held onto his shoulders. She threw her head back and let out a lewd moan that made him feel even hornier.

"So fucking tight," he growled against her neck.

Holding her to him, he sped up even more until they were practically banging against the mirror above the counter and shaking the walls a bit. He was pretty sure they were making too much noise, and that this time they were going to be heard beyond Itsumi's room.

Fuck, fuck, he wasn't wearing a condom –

Groaning in both pleasure and irritation, he pulled out and quickly finished off on the floor, while rubbing Kyoko's clitoris and making her give a short scream as she came too.

"Fuck, I think I got some on your dress," Kijima panicked.

"A-ah, will the Wardrobe Director notice?!"

"S-shit, I don't think so? Crap, I think my sleeve smell like your juices –"

"Relax, you two!" Itsumi cut in and Kijima almost had forgotten she was still there. "Even if the costume people notice, they won't say anything. Haha, just play it cool and don't say anything! Besides, I'm pretty sure the cast and crew are convinced by now that the two of you are dating or going to."

There was a loud knock and they all froze in shock. There was a mad scramble and Kijima had tossed himself under the counter and scooted up against the corner and hid as much as he could, while Itsumi dropped to the floor and lay flat, relying on the couches to hide her.

"Kyoko-chan?" One of the assistants entered. Kijima hoped she wasn't going to stay long or go further into the room. "Just wanted to let you know that your next scene with Kijima-san is up. We've been looking for him, but haven't found him yet. If you see him, could you let him know as well?"

"H-haha, sure, of course," Kyoko smiled nervously and stayed absolutely still.

Once the assistant was finally gone, the three of them finally let out relieved sighs and relaxed a bit.

Itsumi stood up, giggling. "What a rush! Doing it in such a public place and then almost getting caught. You naughty children," she wagged a finger at them, before fanning herself. "So hot though!"

Kijima coughed, shoving his pants up and buttoning them. "I think we should clean up and try to look composed and not like we just…had sex. Right. Itsumi-chan, not a word, alright?'

"How about Airi? Come on! She's begun to ship you two too, and I need someone to gush over you guys with!"

"Ugh, shut up. Whatever," Kijima looked up and rolled his eyes.

Itsumi cheered.


The empty Styrofoam cup in his hands was slowly crushed. Ren felt cold fury inside of him and he felt beside himself. He could do nothing as he just stood there and watched the scene unfold, and Kijima and Kyoko were wrapped up in each other, hands all over each other and lips crashing forcefully.

He never took his eyes off of them. The way the scene began felt like it was all in slow motion for him, and felt like a train wreck that he couldn't stop watching. Disbelief and anger warred in him as he saw Kijima be all over Kyoko, and she reciprocated.

Ren knew it was a scene, just a scene, and not real life. He knew now, after reading the scene after it had been shot, that it had been in the script and wasn't something out of the blue, not like that first one before where the two of them had gained some inexplicable chemistry that changed their scene from normal to what it was now, and why the show was going in the direction that it was now.

But it didn't stop him from seeing them touching each other, see their faces as they became intimate in front of everyone. Kyoko had even bared skin, something she would normally be horrified in doing so in that kind of manner. And Kijima…that bastard had been able to do things to Kyoko, onscreen or not, that he hadn't been able to, though Ren found he desperately wanted to.

The jealousy that consumed him was suffocating and he wasn't sure how to make it go away. He only knew he couldn't stand seeing those two together, whether it was in front of the camera or just hanging out as friends.

"Ren, are you alright?" Yashiro asked softly, still looking shocked at the scene he'd watched some time ago. "I'm glad you were able to act right now and do the scene with Iizuka-san, but I know what you saw with Kyoko-chan and Kijima-san must've been shocking and just too much. Right? It really was too scandalous! I really don't think they'll keep it in, or at least not the whole thing."

"Y-yes," Ren murmured thoughtfully. "You're right. It's probably too racy for the network and our show rating is too low to even consider keeping that scene."

He tried to latch onto that and feel better about it, but it wasn't an easy thing. Shaking his head, he went to throw away his cup, with Yashiro following, when he caught sight of the newspaper left behind on the table next to the garbage container. He realized it was a tabloid paper and was about to dismiss it, when he caught sight of the title and a glimpse of a picture of a familiar face. His eyes widened.

Unfolding the paper and letting the entire front page be shown, his eyes bugged out at seeing the pictures of Kyoko all dressed up and worse –being next to Kijima.

He looked for the article and read it quickly, mind racing and emotions bubbling up to the surface. Kyoko had gone out with Kijima that night, that night he and Yashiro had warned her away from Kijima and when the playboy had asked her out to come with him and 'his friends' to go clubbing. And not only that, Kijima had somehow convinced her to get all dressed up.

Not that Kyoko didn't look good; Ren remembered the photos. She looked fantastic, if unlike herself. And it was because of Kijima.

He was torn between anger that the man had forced her to look like something else and to dress up (and in such a fashion), and jealousy that she'd gotten dressed up for the other man.

Even if the article was just speculating that it was Kyoko, the article heavily suggested and implied it was her, and the people behind it was sure that it was her and oddly heaping compliments towards her way. And Ren wasn't fooled either, given that he'd recognize her no matter what.

That meant to know that she was this mysterious dressed up and beautiful lady on the arm of some other man felt like a stab to his heart.

"I think I need to sit down," he mumbled and moved away from a worried Yashiro.


Shouko rolled her neck, feeling exhausted and wanting a good, long soak in the bath. Still, at least Sho was working hard and delivering so many good songs their way. He was doing such a great job, and to be honest, she'd like to attribute it to that strange but sweet girl.

Really, Kyoko had gone a long way from before and Shouko felt a little pride in her for the success of the young girl.

Now if only Sho would clean up his act and stop acting so stupid and immature toward Kyoko, then maybe the two of them –

Shouko tilted her head at the tabloid paper laid out in the dressing room's coffee table. She normally couldn't stand those things, but every once and a while she'd get drawn into a quick glimpse. Seeing the title of the front page, she instantly thought of the Playboy Prince being none other than Kijima Hidehito, who she was admittedly a big fan of. She wondered who this 'Fire Goddess' was…

Reaching out, she unfolded it and gaped. Undoubtedly, even if it took a second, she realized said 'Fire Goddess' and the beautiful young lady in the pictures was none other than Kyoko herself! Dressed up unbelievably fantastically, but still the same girl.

Reading the article quickly, she shook her head and decided that this was no good. She absolutely could not let Sho know about this or see this tabloid in any way. Hell no.

Refolding the tabloid and stuffing it in her purse, because she herself adored the pictures and the way Kyoko looked (and the article) as well as the actor the story was framed about, she decided to keep calm and play it off, pretend things were normal.

Even though it was not. Totally was not.

Besides, at least she could be sure the tabloid didn't somehow accidentally make it into Sho's hands, unlike if she just left it somewhere else or threw it away. She would at least know where it was for now, and keep an eye out for any more copies.

"Hey, Shouko! I'm here!"

Shit.


"Stop giggling."

Kyoko almost started giggling herself at Kijima's exasperation as Itsumi and Oohara continued giggling, with the two women looking at her and Kijima. Was it really that amusing to them? Why were they so interested in the fact she and Kijima were together? Sort of.

"I want to go out with you guys!" Itsumi exclaimed suddenly. "Come on, I know you guys had fun going clubbing. I want to do something with you guys too!"

"How about karaoke?" Oohara suggested and Kyoko thought it would be nice to hang out with the girls for once. Though she got along well with both Itsumi and Oohara, she never actually hung out or had fun with them. Well, to be truthful, she didn't really hang out with anyone, not even her precious Kanae. She could kind of say she sort of hung out before with Ren, but she didn't know if that really counted. Still, most of her time before was spent in Ren's company and she hadn't gravitated or been around others too much.

But then she met and became friends with Kijima and she found herself meeting so many others and becoming friends with them.

She was different now. Things were different.

So she looked to a hesitant Kijima and tugged at his arm, smiling up at him. "I wanna go," she told him. "Let's go."

And when he looked at her and winked, she knew he'd agree and they would all go together.

That's why, half an hour later found the four of them in a karaoke establishment and having rented a room.

"I want some saké!" Oohara happily sing-songed.

"Me too," Kyoko and Itsumi said together, grasping each other's hands and giggling as they looked at each other.

"Too young," "Nope," Oohara and Kijima said without looking at their younger counterparts.

"Geez, you guys are killjoys," Itsumi huffed.

She turned to the karaoke book to look for a song she wanted to do, finding a whole page full of a certain artist.

"Heh, look at that! They have a full page just for Fuwa Sho songs! Well, he is a cutie though," Itsumi hmmed.

She heard Oohara laugh, but heard nothing from Kyoko, who she thought was a good friend of Fuwa (who she'd seen on set many times during filming for Dark Moon and talking to Kyoko) or a sarcastic or mocking comment from Kijima. Instead, she got dead silence and she looked to them and saw Kijima looking at Kyoko nervously, while Kyoko was blank-faced and frowning.

"Okay. I want to clear this up now, instead of assuming things about this matter and about you and Fuwa," Itsumi demanded.

"Spill," Oohara ordered, having also caught on.

Kijima looked to Kyoko and she looked tiredly back at him. It was going to be a long night.

Started 2/22/17 – Completed 2/24/17

A/n: Um…I don't have anything to say? XD Haha, yeah, full version on my Ao3 (er, I don't think I edited too much this time), but yeah…And Itsumi…(shakes) I hope you guys enjoyed this crazy chapter! Next should be the start of the Happy Grateful Party arc, I think, so please remember to leave a review! I adore them so much.


Quick Points:

1. These one-shots: Anyone is welcome to use these ideas and expand on them, or even continue from what I have.

2. Pandora Box: My rare pair forum that has challenges. Please subscribe!

3. The Regions Legends: If you're a pokémon can, this is my collab account and the link is on my profile. I'd really appreciate it if you check it out since it hasn't garnered too much attention.

4. (Pretty Please?) Request: So I'd gotten back into this fandom because one day I felt like rewatching the anime and seeing certain arcs again, and then I thought about the manga and went to its wikia and ran across the wiki profiles of Kuresaki and Koga, which interested me enough to go and read the newest arc of Skip Beat! (and henceforth skipped all the chapters since I last read the manga), and then end up rewatching the anime for real and then read the manga from where I left off on the anime. I loved the new arc so much I really got back into Skip Beat!, but I was disappointed to come back and find practically no variation of stories with Kyoko other than pairing her with Ren! It's frustrating and part of the reason why I lacked any interest in this fandom before, so I would like to request a story, even if it's a one-shot, pairing her with either Kuresaki, Koga, Director Shingai, Yashiro, Matushima (the Head of LME's acting department), Nakazawa (the Head of LME's singing department), Kuu, or even anyone not mentioned that is practically NEVER paired with Kyoko. In fact, I'll call this the Rare Kyoko Love Fest Challenge!

Please answer this challenge and do your best to write it!


Anon Reviews:

1. Julez: Aww, thanks a lot! I'm glad you're read and enjoyed so many of my stories! I hope you continue to read and enjoy!

2. Kyoki: Hehe, right? I just found I really enjoyed the idea of Kyoko/Kijima and had to write it! Thanks for liking the ship too!