A/N: I WAS SO HAPPY WHEN THIS MOVIE CAME OUT. This was like the first time you had a good looking Asian guy and a good looking African-american female imply some sort of BW/AM relationship :) So of course I had to write a story about it and yes if your wondering the chapter titles are famous Asian songs, but the story title is a line in a verse by Sade in the song Skin. Okay enough of my rambling here is the story :).

Sometimes Love has to let go

Chapter 1: Look, Look, Look

~Mika~

It had been three months since Mika had last seen Raizo. Her wound was fully healed in the physical aspect but not the emotional one, because she had gained feelings for Raizo even though she knew she shouldn't. She could feel herself slowly on the point of breaking and Ryan wasn't helping with the work load that he kept her up with. "Mika, what's with you lately? You seem to be slacking off drastically, usually you have all this stuff done," Ryan asked her, expecting for her to evade the truth somehow but knew something was different, she seemed wounded in a form of love.

" I'm sorry, Ryan I will try harder, sorry for slacking off," she said trying to hide the sniffles in her voice. Ryan knew she had liked Raizo, it had been a while since their encounter with the deadly assassin, but he could tell that she was still hurt about his disappearance. Thinking maybe he should give her sometime off, Ryan exhaled and began," Listen Mika, there is somewhere I need you to fly to in order to gain research on one of the worlds most wanted drug lords. I'm not sending you alone just in case your cover gets blown, but your partner won't be right next to you. She will be in the hotel room with you but she won't be around you."

Mika's face turned sour, but he didn't see it because she was turned in the opposite direction, she really didn't want to do anything; she just wanted to be left alone, to mope in peace. "Oh yeah another thing Mika, you need to change your appearance, so you will have to disguise it somehow, you fly out to South Korea in three days, get some sleep before then," with that said Ryan turned and left her office. Not only did Mika feel pissed but she felt hidden hostility at him doing this, what was he thinking! Out of all people, Ryan knew what she was going through because he had the same thing happen to him as well some odd years ago, but he found his love of his life. She sat there staring out the window in such solitude thinking her life couldn't get any worse.

She went to a famous Berlin beauty place, she asked them for a wig, instead of cutting her hair she insisted for a wig. The wig was black and styled in the form of a bob, similar to that of an Anime character it had no flips or anything it was straight and asymmetrical. She also bought fake facial jewelry, the fake lip ring, nose and cartilage. It took some of her co-workers to do a double take to understand that it was her. Since she was going to South Korea she decided to dress in the fashion of most Korean women. She opted for some black tights, black and silver shirt, black pleated skirt, with some silver pumps.

She looked like a goth freak meets fashion princess. She had met up with her partner at the airport the next day, when she met her partner she was surprised at how beautiful she was. She was Korean, looked like she could be a model, and yet had these gray eyes. "Are you ready to go find out about Steven Seung," she questioned Mika, but Mika was caught by her exquisite eyes. "Oh, my name is Danika Hwang, even though you should already know that." Mika finally snapped out of it, " Yeah, I knew that, nice to meet you too, and yeah I'm ready sorry I was distracted by your eyes, they are really beautiful."

When they stepped onto the plane, while it was boarding, Mika got a lot of looks. Some of the looks were good and others were bizarre. It wasn't until you and Danika sat down in business class that a girl came up to you and asked," Are you the new singer from that American soul band?" Danika leaned into your ear and whispered," Answer yes its part of your cover, but tell her your throat is killing you." Mika answered just like Danika told her and the girl was happy with the response but sad that her throat was hurting her.

The flight wasn't that long, but it felt like days to Mika. Mika knew Korean, but tried not to let her cover go in front of Danika, because her natural intuition told her not to trust her completely. When they arrived at the airport there was a sign with both of their names on it, but it was in Korean so she let Danika do the guiding. She wasn't surprised that she caught it after Mika did. Mika just pulled out her MP4 player and put on a song by a famous Berlin lounge singer. Mika and Danika were guided to a Taxi where they loaded their stuff in the trunk and began to get in. "What are you listening to," Danika asked Mika, but Mika was so caught up in Clara Hills lyrics that she didn't hear her. It wasn't until Mika felt the tap on her shoulder that she understood what Danika was asking her," Oh sorry, I was listening to this song by Clara Hill and Jazzanova called ' No Use'." "Can I listen to it with you," Danika questioned, which surprised Mika by her bluntness, but she just pulled out another set of headphones and her headphone splicer so they could both listen. Mika couldn't help but sing to it.

"There's no use moving around

there's no use changing my mind

ain't no dream but a mental desert

like the scream inside my mind

What am I suppose to do?

Use to miss the hidden signs

Its too late for more advice

what am I suppose to do?

There's no use turning around

there's no use leave it behind

There is no use (no use)

Abandon your past

Pain has nurtured me

Like my own destiny

What am I suppose to be

loves dead and gone

All tears I've cried

Couldn't fight my thoughts of vital time

Why do I believe in you

There's no use turning around

there's no use leave it behind

There is no use (no use)"

Mika thought maybe her singing was terrible because both Danika and the taxi driver were staring at her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make your ears bleed with my horrible singing voice." Mika still didn't understand until the driver said in perfect English, " That was the best singing I think I've heard in a while, in person. Anyway we are here at your hotel." Mika couldn't help but blush and thank him for his compliment. They quickly got out and went to check in.

*In the hotel room *

"Mika you can go do whatever you want at this point, but if you need me call me, or activate this," Danika held out a necklace for her that had a small button similar to a watches. "Thank you, I will make sure to do that, but right now, I'm going to take a shower, and get ready to find something to eat," Mika said trying to excuse herself as quickly as possible. She ducked into the bathroom. She looked at herself, took off the wig and facial jewelry before hopping into the shower. When she got back out of the shower she didn't put the wig back on but put the facial jewelry on. She had brought a wig similar to the one with a bob, except it was curly. She wasn't fixing to have Danika, know her true identity either. She wore black shorts, off the shoulders red shirt, with some black and silver boots. She never wore any make-up, but decided to line her light brown eyes with white eyeliner, black and red eyeshadow, and mascara.

She wouldn't over-do her face with lipstick, so she just added a clear gloss on her lips and stuffed the necklace in her pockets. When she opened the bathroom door, Danika was standing there looking at her. "Well who are you getting all dressed up for, you even curled your hair," she questioned her but Mika just evaded the question. She went to her night stand and grabbed the hotel card along with the International credit card her company provided her that was useful every and anywhere. "I'm not getting dressed up for anyone, besides, I don't know anyone here. I am here to do my job, and that is it; but right now im hungry so I'm going to get something to eat," Mika was almost free. She was almost out the room until Danika said," Make sure you stay within walking distance, we wouldn't want you to get hurt." When Mika left the room and went down the elevator to the lobby, she could see through the glass doors that it was night time. Mika hurried to the first establishment she could find and dropped the necklace somewhere around there.

She knew what she was looking for, and she didn't want Danika to jeopardize it, or should she say him. She heard some rumors about him being somewhere in South Korea, and she wasn't going home empty handed. She spotted this nightclub and it had a weird name to it,"My body's candy." She thought it could be because of that song 'My ears candy', but she knew it had to be after that. Something compelled her to go in but not dressed the way she was. She quickly ran into the first fashionable store she saw. She saw the perfect dress, it matched her boots it was black and silver, and it was short and had spaghetti straps. It gave her enough motion to move, and she needed it.

She immediately bought it, while she wore it. The cashiers didn't think she was crazy because they "knew" who she was. Celebrities in Korea are completely different from those in America because they act like normal people, instead of being all stuck up. When Mika went back to the club, the bouncer didn't even stop her, he just let her go by. It was almost completely black when she went in. She thought it was going to be harder for her to find him, until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Mika almost screamed, but she held her tongue," Mika, what are you doing here" he questioned. She almost felt her knees buckle, just the sound of his voice touched her heart," I'm here on business, the question is why didn't you come back," he could tell she was hurt.

He didn't answer her but instead left as quickly as he came; Mika was on the verge of tears, yet she knew that she couldn't let herself cry. It wasn't until she heard a song playing from the DJ, and felt something grab her hand, that she gained her composure again. She couldn't see him, but she could make out his features, he pulled her to the dance floor. They began dancing to Intoxication by Xiah-Junsu. He held her close and took in her scent, they both didn't say anything, just danced, and Mika couldn't guess why he picked such a seductive song. She didn't care but she knew she loved where this was going. It felt like they were dancing for ages and she loved the way he was up against her body, it was sensual and seductive and yet innocent. It wasn't until the end of the song that she felt him pull her close to him, he gently caressed her lips with his own. He quickly pulled her from the dance floor as the lights turned on. They were in the shadows," Mika what is that all over your face," he questioned looking at her as though they appalled him. "Don't worry Raizo, they are fake, its just to disguise my appearance just in case my cover is blown," she said as if to beat him for calling her out on a lie.

Even if she were to lie he would be able to tell which really sucked. "Mika who did you come with, surely you didn't come alone," he pushed as if to get more information out of her. "Some agent named Danika Hwang, I don't trust her she seems to in your face-ish," Mika was being bluntly honest. Whatever she had said had caused Raizo to tell her to stay with him. He whispered instructions for her to follow and he then he left as quick as he came. She looked around but knew it was better to follow what he said. She wouldn't let this pass up and she knew the people at Europol would be trying to watch her every move. Mika wasn't going to give up not now, not ever.

She followed his instructions to meet up in his hotel room which was a couple blocks down from the club they were just at and she knew she couldn't let things leave off where they were at this moment. She loved him and she knew even though he was a cold heartless killer that he loved her too. The only problem was proving that he was capable of loving, even though it was going to be difficult.

~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~~