A/N : I wrote this as sort of release for my pent-up frustration so it might be messed up and a bit weird.

P.S. I actually intend to write it as a one shot, but as I started to type the words seemed to flow from my mind. Tee hee anyhooo... just read it please.

Disclaimer : I don't own Hana Yori Dango bla bla bla

'I need your help.' The text message had stated. Although the name had been long gone from the contact list in his phone, he still could faintly recognize the number.

Tsukasa stared incredulously at the screen. Is it real? There was never in million thoughts flashed in his mind that she would ever contact him again much more ask for his help. She had been so independent and always tried to handle her problem by her own. She didn't like to have in debt with anyone, especially him. This was so unlike her.

He re-read the text message once again. It must be really ugly if she even could go as far as ask for my help, he thought grimly.

Tsukasa wasn't sure if he wanted to help her. That woman had done the most absolute awful thing to him in the past, so what right she had to ask for his help- hell, she even hadn't had right to talk to him anymore.

However, as the image of her flashed in his mind once again and the thought that she must be pretty desperate to even ask someone's help more so himself, Tsukasa finally gave up.

Ignoring the nagging sound in his mind that demanding loudly 'what the hell are you doing, you moron?' and 'don't you learn anything from the past?', Tsukasa punched some button in his phone. It didn't even take that long before someone in the other line answered his call.

"Where are you?"

In the past, Tsukasa was always well-known as the cruel, sadistic F4 leader who knew nothing than bully. People thought that he had no heart or mercy; he always had his way and no one dared to oppose him. He beat people all the time even for a mere slightest reason- well, actually he could do that even without a single reason. He punished anyone who dared to get in the way and he wasn't a sort of person who could take hurt lightly.

However, as soon as he saw her re-appearance back in his life once again, Tsukasa couldn't bring himself to hate her even for just a little. He really did have a heart after all, otherwise he wouldn't love her this much. Though he still wondered why in the world she would ask for him. Where is her white knight in shining armour?

He didn't know how long she had been crying. He had let her cried in his shoulder while he tried his best to soothe her. His shirt were almost soaked wet because her tears and her body went limp against his own as he noticed that she had cried herself until she fell asleep. She must be really exhausted, he mused. With a heavy sigh, he lifted her body almost in no effort as he brought her to his waiting car. He let out another sigh when he noted that she was lighter than he could ever remember.

"Silly woman," he mumbled as he looked at her sleeping soundly in the passenger seat before he drove his car through the dimness light of the road in Tokyo downtown.

A/N : It's pretty short, but I promise a longer chapter next time. Ja ne..