Finally, chapter seven! I'm so happy I'm making progress with the story. Thanks to XxLadyYuixX and Reina Shirahime for leaving reviews! I'm glad you liked Gi in the last chapter, I was smiling the whole time I was writing him! (Sorry, my being a YuiNak fan is starting to eat me. I can't wait to write a story about them!)

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Disclaimer: Want as I might, FY is not mine.

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Who do you love?

By Slavedriver2008

Gi woke up from a deft almost heavenly sound. Instinct made him stand up even at that freaking early hour and head out to the source of the sound. His footsteps led him to Yui's bedroom and as he gently opened the door, he saw her playing the violin. A smile spread on his face as he watched her. Her back was against him, she was facing the window, as if playing for the morning. The sound she created with her fingers was magical. Gi never thought Mancini's Moonriver sounded this good in the violin.

When the last note ended, Yui opened her eyes and slowly put the violin down, relishing the last sound that came out from it. She sighed and she let her back fall back in the comforts of her bed, arms outstretched with the left holding the violin. The ceiling caught her attention, and in the plain white-washed landscape she saw a familiar image. Kaika. Again. For the hundredth time, he had been filling her thoughts. She missed him.

Yui bit her lower lip, forcing herself to not cry. She could still remember what happened the other night, his soft lips, his arms, his words or lack thereof. She was willing to stake everything for him. No, she already did. She turned her back on being a doctor just to be close to him. Why does everything have to fall out of place? Why can't she just get him for herself? Was it so hard to love her? Was she not good enough for him?

Tears stung her eyes and she hastily stood up from the bed, childishly wiping the flowing liquid that refused to be controlled. She placed the violin back on her shoulder and played Gavotte, a happy piece. But the notes slurred and the tempo was dragging. She can't play a tone that does not reflect what she felt. She stopped and played the Claire de Lune instead. One can never go wrong with such a piece.

Gi stood unmoving, fascinated by the conflict he saw in the girl and the display of emotions on her face. There was something about her that made him stop and stare. She was not the most beautiful woman in the world, he had seen more gorgeous ones (and slept with them at some point), but she was different in a way he could not describe.

Yui was playing a lonely piece and he felt the intensity of her sadness in each note, in each stroke of her bow, in each movement of her fingers. The urge to pull her into his arms surfaced from his thoughts and it made him look at her more intently. She suddenly stopped playing and turned to him, eyes a little sore but there were no longer traces of tears in them. Redness spread over her cheeks and Gi instantly knew the reason. He was only wearing his pajamas and he has forgotten to put on a shirt.

"Do you mind wearing a shirt when you come to my room?" She breathed out.

He smirked. "My manliness affecting you?"

Her eyes widened in shock at his response, her face reddening more. A virgin, definitely. The realization entered Gi's thoughts and he couldn't help but smile broader at the conclusion.

"Excuse me!" Her tone was higher than the normal and blood rushed to her face. "What do you think of yourself? A god?" She looked away and started to place her violin inside the case on her bed.

He laughed out loud and slowly turned around from her, eyes still glued to Yui who suddenly seemed very conscious of her actions. Gi went back to his room to grab a shirt, still laughing.

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It was already near noon when Yui went out of her room, bathed and properly dressed for Miaka's wedding. Her bestfriend and Taka were getting married in the country club where Taka worked as an internal vice-president. His family owned the place. Miaka finally told her parents about the wedding and contrary to initial reactions, they accepted it quite well. But of course, with a healthy share of crying and all that family sensitivities. In the end they agreed to the wedding and this prompted the two to make it a big one. At least Miaka got the love of her life.

She chose to wear a blue Grecian dress, the style and color of the season. She might be pennyless, but she has amazing style and fashion sense. The dress flowed languidly on her body, slightly hugging her curves. The dress was tied on her left shoulder and draped asymmetrical over her upper body. A thin strap of a belt was neatly tied a little below her waist, accentuating the littleness and curves that she never usually showed off. She tied her long light brown hair in a ponytail and painted her face with light make-up, a dash of blush, light pink gloss, a smear of blue eye shadows, and mascara to create perfectly-curled eyelashes.

Yui went out of her room to find Gi sitting on the couch, drinking beer early in the morning. She had almost forgotten about him but at least he had his shirt on. Seeing him in a half-naked state was in actuality, troubling. A smile played on his lips when he saw her. Yui swallowed hard, trying not to blush when he stared at her from head to foot. He nodded to himself and continued to drink his beer.

"Where did you get that?" Yui asked, trying to stop him from possibly commenting on her looks.

"The beer?" he asked nonchalantly, holding up the bottle to her.

"Yes. The beer." She answered sharply, rolling her eyes.

"I bought it earlier with some other stuff while you were getting dressed. I rummaged your refrigerator and I couldn't find anything to eat, just leaves and what-nots." He answered. "Are you on a diet or you're just poor?"

Yui's face flushed. "What?! How could you—" she said, annoyance obvious at her tone. She would never admit being poor, especially in front of someone rich like him! "I'm a vegetarian." She said proudly. It was a state of living she was in for a year now, not because she initially wanted to but because she has limited choices. Besides, it would make her healthy while saving her money.

Gi chuckled. "No wonder you have that body." He said and Yui reddened more. "I must say it showed very good results." He said teasingly. Was that his way of telling her she looked good? Yui bit her lip at the undertones of what he said and was about to state a counter-attack when the doorbell rang. She was forced to look away to hurriedly opened the door.

"Good morning." Tomo greeted and his eyes twinkled when he looked at her. "Wow, you look…absolutely stunning." He said unconsciously and Yui's face went beet red.

"You are quite handsome yourself." Yui breathed out. Yes, he was handsome in his black coat garment with a scarf instead of a bow or a tie. His hair was flowing freely on his back and he looked every bit dashing. His wound was almost gone, reddish but not too obvious.

"So what time are you bringing the beautiful lady home?" Gi suddenly spoke behind her and both Yui and Tomo turned to look at him. He had raised an eyebrow.

Tomo eyed him in a not-so-friendly manner. "Hi Sir, my name is Tomo. I'm Yui's friend and her companion for today." He raised a hand and Gi shook them.

"Tomo, yes. The man on the phone yesterday." Yui raised an eyebrow and Gi smiled. "Gi Ayuru Stevens, Yui's boyfriend." He said and Yui choked. She hastily slapped his shoulder.

"You are not!" Her eyes were wide with surprise. "I can't believe you said that!"

Gi laughed. "We met yesterday in Kyoto and I'm staying here for the mean time." He said briefly, hiding the laughter in his voice.

"Yesterday?" Tomo eyed him and glanced at Yui.

"He's a friend of my grandfather." Yui explained. She suddenly felt the need to. Oh, she will really explain everything once they leave. "Let's go now. We might be late." She said, trying to steer him away from Gi, who was obviously having the time of his life annoying them.

"So what time are you going home, Yui?" He asked authoritatively and she wanted to slap him. He raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly do I tell your grandfather if he calls?" Yui gritted her teeth.

"I'm going home around ten. Just tell him I went to a friend's wedding. Satisfied?" She said and he smirked.

"Be home at eight." He said.

"What?" Yui questioned. He's giving her a curfew? "Excuse me?"

"I said be home at eight." His face was serious and his voice was stoic when he said that. Yui felt the coldness of his stares.

"Fine." She answered and she turned to Tomo, who was still eyeing Gi with distaste. "Let's go." Yui clung to his arms and pulled him away. When they were far from the apartment, she sighed. "He's not my boyfriend. No, we did not sleep together last night. And no, I do not intend to sleep with him ever."

Tomo laughed, relieved. "It's good to hear that." That was the only thing he said as they walked to his car. Yui didn't know what he meant and chose to leave it at that.

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The wedding was perfect. Miaka was every bit bridal while Taka was very charming. They were a perfect couple, they were even perfect to look at. Despite the obvious happiness in the atmosphere, Yui couldn't help but feel sad and jealous. Miaka finally found the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. Marrying your one true love was every woman's dream, whether they admit it or not.

There were lots of guests for a wedding that was sudden. When she had the time, Miaka approached their table. Tomo was sitting beside her. "Yui! You look amazing! Half of the single men here are looking at you. Maybe you'd get a boyfriend at the end of the night." She winked and nudged her bestfriend's side, she instantly blushed at the comment.

"Stop it, Miaka. I hate meeting guys who are obvious perverts." She said back and Miaka laughed. Tomo laughed with them as well.

"Whatever, Yui. Anyway, it's nice of you to come, Tomo, though your date didn't bring me a gift." Miaka eyed Yui and the latter smiled sweetly. "Oh Yui, you like this song! Why don't you two dance together? That'll definitely stop them from undressing you." She winked at them and stood up. "I'm pulling Taka for this one." Before Yui could say anything, Miaka was already across the garden, pulling Taka to the dance floor. Yui smiled when the singer sang the first lines of the song.

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?

Tomo stood up and faced her. "Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?" Yui smiled warmly and took his hand. He ushered her to the middle of the dance floor. Tomo wrapped his right arm on her waist and it settled on her lower back. Yui's skin prickled at the contact. She never danced with a man before, it was one of her fondest childhood dreams. She can't believe she was doing it now.

Would you run and never look back?

Yui placed her left hand on his shoulder and she couldn't help but feel sadness when their free hands touched. Kaika's image returned to her thoughts and she willed them away. Her glance stayed on their entwined fingers, Tomo's warm hands cupping her cold ones near his chest.

Would you cry if you saw me crying?

"Have you talked to Kaika?" He asked gently.

"No." She whispered, loneliness filling her. She shouldn't be sad, but she was. "There's nothing to talk about."

Would you save my soul tonight?

"He loves you." Tomo said, sadly. Tears welled up on Yui's eyes, eventually flowing down her cheeks.

"Let's not talk about him." His hand left clutching hers and dried the tears on her cheeks. She smiled at him. "Let's talk about something else…"

Would you tremble if I touch your lips?

Tomo looked down on her and Yui felt the warmth of his stares. He never looked at her that intently before. It was the kind of look that women mistook for love. Her heart beat faster when she thought of the possibility. No, Tomo treats her like a sister. He can't be in love with her. It was unthinkable.

"You are beautiful." Tomo whispered, unknowing of the battling thoughts inside her head and the tremble that was making its way throughout her body.

Would you laugh oh please tell me these

Yui let out a laugh. She was unsure whether it was a way of letting out the sudden surge of emotions within her. But one thing was true: it relaxed her. A bit. But when she met his eyes again, the intensity of his stares doubled and she couldn't look away. It caught her and she wanted him to stop. She was not ready for what was to come.

Now would you die for the one you love?

Tomo's thumb gently brushed her cheek and her body relaxed to his hand. God, she's not supposed to but she was. Her head was telling her to make him stop but her body stood still. It was one of those moments when she knew she had no control of herself. It was probably brought by the comfort that she had grown to need from him since they've met.

Hold me in your arms tonight…

Yui felt Tomo pulled her closer and started to lean slowly on her. She could hear him breathe, feel the gentle intake of breath that sent warm air on her lips. She could feel the palpitating movements on his chest, and she knew it reflected hers.

"Don't kiss me…" She told him, almost like a whisper. Fear gripped her. She was not ready for something intimate between them. She was still in pain.

I can be your hero baby…I can kiss away the pain…

He chuckled. "I'm not…" he said finally, his face still centimeters away from hers. "I'm just…" Tomo leaned down and captured her lips. Yui closed her eyes as he kissed her with such deftness that she strained to meet his lips, returning the kiss.

I will stand by you forever…You can take my breath away…

Tomo's hand gripped her face and pulled her deeper. And she did not resist. Her subconscious was telling her to stop, she does not love him! But his mouth was offering her something she badly, desperately needed at that time—comfort.

Would you swear that you'll always be mine?

The thought of having someone to touch was gnawing on her system. She needed someone. She badly needed this closeness. She needed someone to soothe the pain. But for the life of her, Yui don't want to use him. Not Tomo, of all people. He had been more than nice to her and she could not lead him on.

Would you lie? Would you run away?

Tears fell from her eyes when their lips parted. She was trembling. Tomo held her steadily and wiped the tears on her cheeks. Their eyes met again and all the guilt emanated. Fear enveloped Tomo's features. What if she never talked to him again? He wouldn't be able to bear it. He can't lose her, even at the expense of holding back what he felt.

Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?

"God, Yui…I'm sorry. I am. I'm…" He was stuttering, the kiss had affected him more than he had expected. "I just want to comfort you…" He whispered. "…to love you…" He rested his forehead on hers. "Please…don't…don't push me away…"

Yui was still crying. "I can't love you…" she said with hardship. Knives stabbed Tomo's heart. "Not now…I'm not ready…" She bit her lower lip and looked down, her eyes avoiding his gaze. She couldn't look at him. She was ashamed of her weakness. Yui was ashamed of herself.

I don't care you're here tonight…

"I will wait, Yui…" He whispered. "Can you let me wait?" he asked, his voice was trembling. He was scared. What if she said no? Yui nodded and Tomo pulled her closer. She didn't push him away and instead, leaned to the comfort of his chest. He kissed her forehead and rested his chin over her head.

They stayed that way until the song ended. Not caring that almost all eyes were on them, saying what a perfect couple they were.

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Author's Notes: OH MY GOD! I can't believe this chapter ended up like this! I'm sorry for those who got disappointed. But I'm crossing my fingers and deeply hoping you enjoyed this chapter. Do drop your comments please!