Author's Note: I'm soo sorry for the long wait you guys. I just moved into my new house and there is a lot of stress going on with that. Then the night I finish this chapter, my computer starts acting up. It stayed on the Windows booting screen for NINE HOURS straight. That's when I had to do factory restore on my computer and now everything I had on my laptop is gone. The only thing I'm pissed about is the fact I almost had ten pages of awesomeness and it's gone. Oh well, this one is better anyway. Hope you guys enjoy this. I put a lot of energy and thought into it. Sorry again and leave reviews or follow. Thanks! :D

*Warning: Foul language


''I will follow you to the ends of the earth. My love for you

is everlasting whether you like it or not.

But, please don't reject me. The last thing I want to happen to you is death.''

-S.P.

OoO

''Tomoko..it's almost seven and I'm about to leave.'', Kage called out as he buttoned up his shirt.

He was wearing a black and gray long sleeved collared shirt with black straight leg jeans, and black sneakers. Since the world cared a lot about appearance, he cared about how he appeared to other people. In another hour Kage would board a plane to the United States; his first match was being held there. There he would meet his partner for the first time and face his first opponents. On the inside he was quite excited that he was finally going to show the world his face and what his fists are capable of, yet he did worry about one thing. It was Asuka. The last thing he wanted to do was face her in the arena, but knowing her skills and how persistent she tends to be; he had a deep feeling boiling in his stomach that he would. He glanced down at his black sports watch; right now it was too early to even call Asuka. She, probably, wasn't even up.

Tomoko lazily rolled over; wiping her tired green eyes as they itched. It was now time for her lover to depart from her and it would be a few weeks until she saw his handsome face again, unfortunately. Even though their relationship was nothing but sex, she couldn't help herself to feel more for the young boy. He was everything she ever wanted in a man. He pleased her physically and mentally; no man before him was never to complete those tasks. She slowly sat up and moved her long red tangled hair from her face, so she could gaze upon his delicate features once more before he departed. Her slightly tanned nude body shivered a little as the cold air from the room brushed against her.

''Did you hear me?'', he asked as he turned away and walked over to his suitcase.

''..Yeah..I heard you..'', she murmured.

Kage chuckled a little, ''Don't sound so sad.''

She curled her legs up near her busty chest and rested her small head upon her knees. The sadness in her voice couldn't be helped. When Kage left, Tomoko was all alone and being alone was something she hated with everything in her. She slowly allowed her sleepy eyes to watch Kage as he went around the room collecting his things. Every moment of her pointless life was something Tomoko wished she could spend with Kage, but that was literally impossible; you can't love someone who doesn't love you back.

''Kage..'', she choked.

He stopped what he was doing and cocked an eyebrow up in confusion. ''What's wrong?'', he asked as he walked over to her side.

Tomoko shook her head and wiped the apparent tears from her delicate face. ''It's just...I'm going to miss you..that's all..'', she sobbed.

A faint smile graced Kage's thin lips as he reached over and caressed her wet face. ''Don't cry over me, Tomoko.'', he said gently as he wiped a few more tears away.

But Tomoko couldn't help it; the feelings of sorrow were just too overpowering. ''I..I'm sorry, Kage..f..forgive me.'', she choked as her cheeks became more wet.

He said nothing, leaned over and gave a her kiss upon her small pink lips.

This was the most passionate Kage has ever been when he kissed her. Usually he forced his long tongue deep within her small mouth, but this time was different; what was causing this? His tongue gently curled and flicked with hers as their saliva entered each others mouths. This whole gesture was simply intoxicating.

Now would be a good time to tell him the news.

Just as she was about to open her mouth for words, Kage pulled himself back; wiping his mouth clean of spit.

''W..what's wrong?'', she asked now confused.

He said nothing and stood from the bed. There were two notes he could leave on: showing no more lust or desire for Tomoko, which could help him get rid of her once and for all; or running to her side every time she shed a tear, which would only string her along more.

I have no more use for her; this relationship has to end. It's of no importance any longer.

''I have to go.'', he responded his tone now serious, ''This is the last time you will see me.'' Without even looking down at her, Kage walked to the other end of the bedroom; zipping up his suitcase and placing on his black jacket. He wanted to leave before Tomoko started one of her insane temper tantrums; that's another reason he didn't want to come back.

''Wh..What? Y..your not coming back?'', she stuttered.

A small chuckled escaped from his mouth; it entertained him when she acted oblivious.

''Yes, I'll be back. Just not to see you anymore.'', he addressed.

What? Is this it?! Is this the end?!

The heart that pounded within Tomoko's chest felt as if it just stopped; emptiness slowly started to enter her body once again. His words sliced and cut up all her dreams or hopes of them actually being together. Her greatest fear was someone else stealing Kage from her, but now it was something totally unexpected; he was leaving her behind himself. The brightness in her eyes slowly turned into anger as she watched him open the bedroom door; prepared to leave.

''What have I ever done to you?! Where is this coming from?!'', she hollered as tears escaped her eyes once more.

He rolled his gray eyes in annoyance and faced the emotional broad for the last time.

''You used me and I did just the same to you. I'm leaving for good this time. Don't call me, text me, or even come by my place anymore. What we once shared over these past four months is now gone forever; never to return.'', he said coldly.

''B...But, Kage...I never...I never..'', she whimpered as tears poured from her eyes, ''I never wanted to hurt you! Please stay! Please!''

''Quit begging. You sound desperate.'', he advised her as he took a few steps down the hallway.

''Kage! Please! Don't leave me all alone!'', she wailed. Tomoko stretched her hand out; almost as if she was reaching for him.

''Forget about me, Tomoko. My heart belongs to someone else and that is not you. Goodbye.'' And with that, Kage opened the front door and left the apartment; leaving all those sexual twisted memories behind as well. As he walked towards the elevator, he pulled his fairly large suitcase's handle out and began to pull it. The sound the rubber black wheels made as they rode over the carpet, soothed him in a strange way.

Shit, anything is better than hearing an emotional whore cry.

''Kage!'', Tomoko shouted loudly as she heard the front door shut, ''Don't leave me alone!''

Her wails became louder as she realized that he was actually gone; never to return. Feelings of hatred and regret started to pour into her mind as she slammed her face down onto the purple pastel sheets.

''I hate you Kage! I fucking hate you!'', she screamed.

Suddenly, she began to choke; mucus was building up in her throat, but it didn't stop her from crying. The emotional pain was just too great.

You allowed him to do this to you. You pathetic little slut!

She shielded her ears and tightly closed her eyes while violently twisting and turning on the bed.

''Leave me alone!'', she cried out.

Your nothing, but a mere fool! No one is ever going to love you!

''I..It's not true!''

Really?! Make a change then! Prove it to yourself that you are in control of things!

''I can't! Now stop! Just stop!'', she begged as fluids escaped her nose.

Kage will never love you; simple as that. You have no chance of getting him back!

Tomoko's eyes shot open as the words replayed themselves over and over in her mind. ''Kage..Kage...does love me...I kn..'', she chanted to herself.

Really?! Do you still think so?! How entertaining! Your just as delusional as he wanted you to be for these past four months, yet he released you from his spell just a few moments ago! Wake up you dam dumb girl! Come back to reality!

''SHUT UP!'', she roared as she quickly sat up. Tomoko angrily looked up towards the white ceiling as her snot and sweat glistened on her face and mouth.

''Now you fucking listen to me! I'm not foolish. I can have got damn man that walks these fucking streets; without hesitation! Who the hell are you to tell me that I'm nothing?! Huh?! This is my fucking show! And it's doesn't stop until I fucking say so!'', she screamed as she angrily pointed her finger up towards the ceiling.

Prove it to us then.

''Stay on the inside; I got this!'', she growled.

Tomoko suddenly stood up and walked confidently into the bathroom. The cool air she once felt before, was gone. The room now felt hot. As she entered the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She could see through the tangled up red strands of hair; the hatred that burnt in her eyes. The bright glow that was once there before is now gone; as if it was non-existent. She gripped the edge of the brown marble counter tightly with both hands as she watched a devilish smirk play upon her face.

''Kage...how dare you run away from me. You belong to nobody else. Your mine...all mine! But, now...you want to play games. So, I'll play..but, there's one thing..'', she took a moment to manically laugh as more tears escaped from her eyes, ''I'm a monster! And monsters play to win!''

Tomoko continued to laugh to herself as she looked in the mirror. This feeling she was getting was something she's never experienced in her twenty-three years of life; she felt powerful and in control for once. Everything that would happen from this moment on would no longer reflect on the sweet innocent person she use to be. Times have changed and it's about time she's changed with it.

As her laughter slowly died down, her stomach suddenly started to growl in hunger. A small smirk came up upon the red head's face as she gently rubbed her midsection.

''Don't worry...mother is going to take real good care of you sweetheart.'', she whispered gently as she lightly traced circles around her navel, ''And father is too...he doesn't have a choice.''


The best love is the one that awakens the soul;

that makes us reach for more, that plants the fires in our hearts

and brings peace to our minds.

That's what I hope to give you forever.

-Ryan Gosling. 'The Notebook'

OoO

''Ah...damn sunlight.'', Asuka mumbled as she turned her face away from the window.

Right now the tag team duo were flying, in a private jet provided by the Spetsnaz military, to California; their first match was being held there in a special arena located there. On the outside Asuka was excited and overjoyed about facing random opponents from all over the world, yet on the inside something remained different; nervousness and the fear of losing ran through her mind like electricity through water. Although she wouldn't be fighting alone, Asuka's pride wouldn't allow her to take time and recognize someone else. She slowly sat up in her tan leather seat and stretched her tired limps. The warm leather against her legs relaxed her a bit. Her legs were finally starting to function normally again ever since she took those pain killers from home; at least that was something to be completely happy about.

Asuka took a deep breathe in as she wiped her itchy eyes with her gray sleeves—she was wearing a plain thin gray hooded jacket, zipped all the way to her cleavage, with a pair of blue jeans and gray converse sneakers. The outfit was comfortable enough to fly in. As she turned her head and looked out the window, Asuka could see all the clouds that floated endlessly in the sky; the sight was simply beautiful and breathe taking. She crossed her legs and folded her arms across her busty chest as she relaxed herself more in her seat.

I wonder what mom and dad are doing? Haha...yeah. Most likely at the dojo.

''Dad loves his dojo...'', she chuckled quietly to herself as she continued to watch the clouds.

''Excuse me?'', an unfamiliar voice responded back.

''Huh?'', Asuka turned and looked around for a brief moment, ''Who said that?''

The voice chuckled for a brief moment before continuing on. ''I'm over here.''

Someone was sitting next to me this whole time?

Asuka turned to her left, trying to figure out who this person might be. It didn't sound like Dragunov, but his accent was similar to his. By the way those few words rolled off his tongue, he was Russian; no doubt about that. Just as she lifted her head up, her eyes were instantly met by a pair of narrow hazel eyes. Her heart fluttered a little bit as she faced the handsome stranger who was now focusing all his attention on her.

''I'm sorry if I frightened you.'', he chuckled once again, ''I thought you were talking to me.''

''Oh...uh...yeah..'', she mumbled as she stared; her eyes now a little wider than usual.

The man was absolutely stunning; a gift to look at. His brown hair was short and neatly combed back, yet it complimented his face very well. This man, even though he was nothing but a mere stranger, was one of the most handsome beings Asuka's eyes has ever laid upon; strangely, yet willingly, Asuka could feel herself being pulled closer to him. His face was shaven clean; no blemish nor scar was seen anywhere. A small group of short strands dangled lightly upon his forehead. She bit a small piece of flesh upon her bottom lip as she continued to stare at this magnificent being. It was an absolute gift from God to gaze upon him.

Jesus, he's hot...but why do I feel all warm on the inside?

''Are you alright?'', he asked as he raised his neatly trimmed eyebrows.

''Oh! Yes, yes. I'm fine.'', she blinked.

''Hm...okay.'', he smiled showing all his straight white teeth, ''My name is Vladimir by the way.''

She returned a faint smile, ''I'm..Asuka..''

God! He's just so damn gorgeous!

''Asuka? That's a nice name. So, your the one fighting alongside Dragunov in the tournament?''

The way her name rolled off his tongue made Asuka's body heat up even more. Vladimir's voice was deep, yet soothing to hear. He seemed to enjoy taking his time saying his words syllable by syllable; unlike Dragunov, who spoke mostly with no emotion in his word what so ever.

Matter of fact where is the walking zombie?

''Asuka?''

''Oh! I'm sorry. Thank you for the complement and yes I'm his team mate...unfortunately.'', she chuckled as she rolled her eyes.

''Hm...you should be very grateful. He is a very strong fighter. I'm pretty sure you've heard about him.'', he ended his tone now different from before.

Vladimir was a little taking back by the comment made about his superior. Now he wasn't in much of the mood to further continue the conversation; she didn't seem like she would be mature enough to handle it.

''I know. I've heard and I've seen him fight before. He's just...I don't know..boring in a sense.''

''I don't think entertaining you is something he has on his mind.'', he chuckled.

Asuka raised an eyebrow. ''I'm not saying it is. But, how would you know anyway?'', she sassed back.

Vladimir said nothing and suddenly stood up. He was a very tall and well-built man just like Dragunov. As her eyes traveled down his body, that's when she realized that he was wearing a uniform just like her tag team partner.

Wow...I've been so focused on his damn face, that I didn't even notice what he was even wearing.

''Excuse me, Asuka. I have something else that I must attend to immediately. Nice talking to you.'', he nodded and walked to the back of the plane.

Asuka peeked over the seat a little, trying to go unnoticed, and folded her arms across her chest.

Did I say something wrong...whatever! I don't care anyway.

''Hey! He didn't even answer my question!'', she exclaimed loudly, ''No one ignores me and gets away with it.''

She huffed and stood up; the last time someone ignored her, they got a punch to the back of the head. Regardless of who Vladimir was or what he did, that was just plain disrespectful and she didn't deserve that.

Jeez...him and Dragunov probably have a secret bro-mance or something!

Just as she walked down the narrow hallway, the door straight down the center opened and out walked the Angel of Death himself.

Dammit..that's the last person I wanted to run into.

Dragunov slowly closed the thin metal door behind him and raised an eyebrow up at the seemingly pissed off girl. Right now he didn't feel like dealing with her attitude.

''Where's Vladimir?'', she sighed as her hands were on her hips.

He sighed quietly to himself as well. The girl always acted uptight and overreacted; never taking things one step at a time in a calm matter. And obviously Vladimir didn't do too great of an impression on her either. He said nothing and casually walked pasted her.

''So your ignoring me to?!'', she yelled.

''Follow me.''

Asuka knitted her eyebrows together and watched as the silent Russian went down the stairs to the bottom section of the private jet. She was a little hesitant at first, but she slowly followed behind him.

What the hell?

What was now in front of Asuka was an exquisite modern bar counter that took up majority of the space in the small area. Dragunov was already sitting in a counter chair all the way near the corner with a glass in his hand. Without even looking up from his glass of vodka, he signaled for her to come over. Asuka narrowed her eyes and placed both her hands into her pocket. Never before has she been in a bar and being that there were a few male soldiers down there as well; she did feel kind of uncomfortable. She slowly walked over towards Dragunov while looking down at her gray converse sneakers. She could hear a few of them snickering and whispering things as she walked by their tables. On the outside she showed apparent signs of being shy, but on the inside she was crying like a little girl; the thought of the men looking at her curves as she made her way across the room only made her want to curl up into a ball and die. She hated when men looked at her with lust in their eyes; wanting a taste. Asuka would turn around and give them a beating they would never forget, but this feeling inside prevented her from doing so.

As she sat down in a seat near him, Dragunov could sense that her presence was totally different from a few moments ago. The girl seemed more tense and that confident look she always had was now gone.

''Dragunov..what are we doing down here?'', she whispered as she glanced over at him.

''Is something the matter?'', he asked as he took another sip.

''No..'', she lied, ''It's just...feels weird down here..''

Dragunov looked up for a brief moment with a stern look upon his face and all the prying eyes that were once on the girl, turned their attention elsewhere. The obvious problem was now fixed. He then turned his attention back to Asuka.

''Want a drink?'', he asked.

Asuka gasped. ''Me? But, I'm not allowed to drink. I'm too young.'', she exclaimed.

Dragunov gave a small smile, or that's what it looked like, and gently pushed a shot glass filled with a clear liquid in front of her. Asuka bit her bottom lip a little and scratched the back of her head.

''Is this...liquor?'', she whispered as if she was afraid of being heard.

He gave a simple nod and drank the last bit of vodka left in his glass.

''Wow...um..okay..here goes nothing.'', she smiled faintly as she pressed the glass to her lips. The smell was strong and smelled of nothing; as if nothing was in the glass at all. As she spread her small pink lips apart and allowed the liquid to flow unto her tongue, Asuka's eyes shot open. The taste was bland and just as strong as the smell. As it quickly traveled down, Asuka felt an unexpected burning sensation in her throat. Instantly, she started coughing as her eyes watered up and produced tears.

Is this crazy ass Russian trying to kill me?!

''Wha..'', she coughed, ''What the hell is this?!''

Dragunov moved a tall glass bottle from beside him to in front of Asuka.

''This is liquor?!'', she cleared her throat, ''What are you trying to do? Kill me?!''

''I didn't lie.''

''Oh my God!'', she choked, ''My dam throat..''

''Can't handle it?'', he said with a smug look upon his face.

Asuka frowned. One thing she hated is when people provoked her.

''What? I can handle anything that is put in front of me! I was just...caught off guard a moment ago.'', she argued.

''Hm.''

She shot the Russian a glare. ''I'm seri...whatever dude.''

A few moments of silence passed between the two before Asuka decided to speak again.

''You know Dragunov..'', she said suddenly.

The Russian raised an eyebrow at the girl; slightly curious at what she had to say.

''When I seen you fight that first time..you actually reminded me of myself..''

''Explain.''

''It looked like you..in a sense..enjoyed fighting those opponents. I never saw someone..fight with I guess..the same great sense of passion like myself.'', she smiled faintly as she looked him in the eyes.

''Your quite observant.''

''Oh, so you didn't think I was observant before?!'', she said as she raised an eyebrow.

The Russian shook his head slightly as he poured himself another shot of vodka.

She rolled her eyes. ''Well your not too smart then.'', she mumbled to herself as she pushed the empty shot glass around in front of her.

''I've never seen you fight.''

''Yeah, well I'm just as strong as you.''

''Really.'' He didn't doubt that she was strong, it's just the 'I'm as strong as you' statement that caught him a little off guard. If what she was saying was true; then he would have heard about her for sure.

''Uh huh, but you shouldn't doubt me because I'm a girl or by the way I act. The way I deal with my opponents in the arena is totally different.''

''Doubt you?''

''Yes. Doubt me...by the way.''

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

''Thanks for letting me get some things from my place before we left...and taking me to the doctors. I really appreciate that.'', she blushed slightly as she looked at the empty glass in front of her.

The emotionless Russian downed the rest of his vodka. Asuka seemed like the type of person who was always quick to jump to conclusions; judging from the ignorant statement she just made a few moments ago. But, it seems like something else has sparked within her. She's being grateful for once. He looked up for a brief moment and seen that the soldiers that occupied the room with them, were leaving one by one. He guessed they had other matters to attend to; he did as well.

''We'll continue this later.'', he said as he got up from his seat.

''Where are you going?'', she asked now puzzled.

He said nothing, yet he did turn to glance at her once more before he completely removed himself from the room.

''Dragunov?'', she called out as he went up the stairs.

Why did he just leave like that?

Asuka sighed quietly to herself and rested her head on the black marble bar counter.

I guess I said something wrong. I don't know. That damn guy never talks or shows emotion for that matter, so I never know what he's thinking. I guess...wait..why do I care what he thinks? He's only my tag partner. That's it. God, Asuka what's been wrong with you lately?!

She sat up and rubbed her face gently with her hands; the thoughts that were running through her mind made her a little upset.

If only Kage wa...Kage..

His name echoed through her mind as if it hadn't been there before. Asuka slowly lifted herself from her seat and walked up stairs. He was the last thing she wanted on her mind and she would do anything to keep him off it. As she approached the top of the stairwell, Asuka felt a little sleepy.

''Maybe another nap would do do me some good..'', she mumbled to herself.

As she got on the top floor, she seen on one was sitting in none of the seats.

Where has everyone gone?

Asuka walked down the narrow hallway once again and opened the first door on her left. The private jet main purpose was to provide Asuka and Dragunov a decent trip to their destinations around the world, so it needed to have the basic necessities to do that. A bathroom with a small shower was located across the hall from Asuka's registered bedroom and Dragunov's bedroom was right beside hers.

She walked over towards the edge of the small wide bed and kicked off her sneakers. As she wiggled her toes in her neon pink socks, a small smile came up upon her face. Asuka had brought over three dozen pairs of socks with her. Some people would think that was too much, but she would rather be prepared than unprepared. Asuka laid back and relaxed herself unto the pale green blanket as it cushioned her body. No matter how much she tried not to think of Kage, she just couldn't help herself. He was the only best friend she had and now he's gone; gone away with some girl that was never mentioned to her once. She moved herself towards the corner of the bed and faced the wall.

I hope I face him in the tournament. There's no way he's going to get away with what he's done to me. After everything I've done him.

She bit down on her bottom lip and slowly closed her eyes. Now, it was time to give her mind a rest; a rest from all these hateful and negative thoughts.


Author's Note: Well, there you have it folks. I made it nice and long for you guys since you all had to wait for a while. I apologize again though for the wait. Moving into a new house has me stressed out a lot, so I didn't really feel like writing. Please leave reviews, suggestions or follow! Thank you all! Love you guys! Thanks for the support! ^_^