Hello! Thanks for the reviews. I have to be honest, I've no idea how to reply to your comments except through here =)) I've always been a reader of , but never submitted stories til now, because, well, I can't help it!

AGAIN! This is my own continuation from falling, kicking off from Chapter 13, not Chapter 14 of surreal-illusions's story. If I did kick off from 14—I might just write one chapter only haha! I didn't see chapter 14! I had it saved in my pc (then the files transferred to my laptop) for AGES.

Thanks Haruka Tenou Kou for pointing out xD Now I have a warning to everyone who reads—because they'll get confused.

Mika-bibifan1: actual the person did, and I was right, the link went crappy so you can search with these keywords: Falling, Haruka, Seiya.

All right! Enjoy Chapter 15. It was originally longer but I cut this chapter in two and uploading the first half.


Chapter 15: Discussion

She remembered how she felt when she first looked into Seiya's deep, sapphire eyes. She felt like she was almost drowning just staring at them. His eyes...they were sincere, and full of emotion...full of suppressed passion. She wondered if that passion she saw in those eyes were meant for her.

"NO!!!" She brought her knees to her chest and leaned her forehead to her hands. All the confusion in her head was driving her crazy.


Seiya dragged his feet toward his house. He was still thinking about Haruka. He really didn't expect a lot from her. She WAS still Haruka, and they still generally don't agree very often. There WAS a bigger probability that she still didn't like him. And she didn't, as her reaction told him weeks before.

What he didn't expect though, was that it would hurt this much. It had been weeks since after she had slammed the door to his face, but somehow, he can't shake the feeling of rejection off of him. Move on Seiya! She doesn't like you. He sighed, knowing that moving on was not easy for him.

It had always been the case. He would love someone and he would get nothing in return. It was the same with Usagi. When will he ever receive any love back?!!!

The raven-haired leader of the three lights entered the house downcasted. His rather stormy appearance surprised his housemates.

"What happened to you? In fact, what's BEEN happening to you?" Taiki asked.

"Yeah, the other week you were happy and these past few days, it looks like the whole world's on your shoulders. Wait, that's how you always feel," Yaten commented and received a light smack in the head from Taiki.

Seiya stopped and raised an eyebrow at them. Great. His housemates had been observing him. He then just continued walking toward the direction of his room, but was blocked by his "brothers."

"Nonono Seiya. No more keeping secrets," Yaten said, standing in the taller starlight's way.

"We are your brothers and we do care about what's happening with you," Taiki reasoned.

They led Seiya to sit down on the couch for a talk."Now, tell us what happened." The starlight's leader sat in silence, furrowing his eyebrows, not knowing how to tell them what had been happening.

"Is it about a girl?" Silence.

"I take that as a yes." More silence.

"Did she dump you??" Yaten blurted out, receiving another smack in the head by Taiki."Yaten! You're making it worse." Their bickering died down when Seiya said, "She doesn't like me." Taiki and Yaten looked at each other. It had happened. Their brother was hurt because of love again. Taiki knew the silver-haired brother would be blurting out "who?" anytime but cut in with another question. "How did you know?"

"She slammed the door to my face when I asked her to go out with me," Seiya sighed, remembering that night. Everything was working out well between them, until he popped that question.

"Does that mean she doesn't like you?" Yaten asked, grinning.

"Dang it Yaten, don't you get it?! Why would a woman slam the door to your face??? Because she likes you?? Because she is soo pleased with you?!! I don't think so! It's because she doesn't like you and she is annoyed with you!"

"Well, technically no." Taiki said quietly."Did she say anything when she did slam the door to your face?"

"No."

"Well that does't mean that she doesn't like you then. She might have been confused, like she just came from a recent breakup, or was taken by surprise and didn't know how to react. Women are like that, they confuse you a lot, especially when they themselves are confused." Taiki continued.

".....she did break up with her...lover quite recently..." Not wanting to give a hint that it was Haruka he was in love with.

"See? Knowing you Seiya, you're not the type that gives up easily. EVEN when it came to YOUR ODANGO, even if she was destined to marry someone else, noooo, you still tried to win her." Another smack at the head from Taiki was received by Yaten.

"OW!!! Come on Taiki, let me finish!" Yaten was rubbing the back of his head."So why would you give up so easily? Maybe she does have something for you and she's not yet willing to admit it. Or maybe if you're stubborn enough then she will learn to love you. You actually have a better chance with this one Seiya."

Seiya kept silent. Yaten was right. What Haruka did was not definitive. And she did come from a break up. He wouldn't expect her to be so open about dating another right away, she was still recovering. And now that she is single, and knowing that the hatred between them was already diminishing, he still had a chance, although not a better one. The silver-haired guy was wrong with that one. This could be even harder. "Yaten, for the first time in this conversation, you do make sense." Seiya stood up and headed towards where the phone was.

"So who's the girl?" Yaten asked, putting his hands behind his head. Taiki picked up his book and resumed reading, watching Seiya at the corner of his eye.

"Tokyo Flowers Corporation? Yes, I'd like to make arrangements. Yes please," Seiya ignored Yaten's question and headed toward his room, completing the arrangements.

"Okay, he didn't answer my question," Yaten said falling back to the couch.

"That's how he is when he's smitten," from behind the book.