Yeah, I'm back! I wanted to finish this fic while in hiatus but I guess real life caught up with me and I never got to do that. Hahahaha! Anyway, I'm still trying to remember how to write fictions so sorry if this chapter doesn't fit well to the previous ones. Please continue reading and don't forget to leave reviews!

LeeRaRa: Hahahaha! Well, the previous chapter was really cute! :D I wanted to do a truth or dare thing between them but I don't want it to become like all the other truth and dares fanfic. Hahaha. Hope it worked!

ThePinkMartini: Yui's driving Tokiya insane. Well, I think they're both driving each other insane. Hahaha. Cute! I hope you like this chapter too—I'm still relearning how to write this story.

Itgirl18: Well, this fic happened 3 years after the book and since the last events in the Recca no Honou manga. So some things pretty much happened in these 2 characters that made them the way they are in this fic. :D

Disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi and Recca no Honou are not mine.

Chapter Ten

By Slavedriver2008

"START WHAT?" I ASKED, flustered and nervous.

Tokiya just pulled me away from everyone, locked us in his room, and then turned around to tell me we should "start." Start what? I asked ignorantly, rummaging through my head but all reason pointed to one possibility: Sleep together. Make love. Fuck.

I cursed in my head and stepped back. He took the hint and walked toward me, eyeing me in those blue gray eyes. My heart went wild and sweat beaded my forehead. No, we couldn't do it. I'm not ready. Not now. And definitely not with him. Though sleeping with him was not a bad idea… No! No way! What decency can I reserve for myself after sleeping with him?

Tokiya slumped on the bed and I screamed when he pulled me beside him. I clutched a pillow and hit him continuously. He gave out an angry grunt as he pulled the pillow, effectively pulling me to him as well. Our eyes met and I noticed the sternness in his blue-gray orbs. He grabbed my wrist and my arms landed on his chest, pushing him further to the bed.

"What are you thinking?" I asked, screamed.

"What were you thinking?" he asked back, shaking his head. He let go of my wrist and slowly pushed me away, not hard enough to make me lose balance but forceful enough to make me know that he does not want my presence, my nearness. He doesn't want me. That was it. "Like I want to do you," he mumbled, closing his eyes, and I felt blood rise to my face.

"Then why—"

"I just want to sleep. At least for an hour," he answered, settling his head on the pillow of the single bed. He opened his eyes slowly and looked sharply at me.

"Where will I sit?" I asked in a shrill voice I knew he hated. He covered his ears with the pillow.

"Figure it out for yourself." My blood boiled and I stood up on the bed, putting my hands on my waist.

"Cad," I called him, meaning him to hear. But instead of answering back, he settled under the pillow, facing the other side of the bed. "Sleep on me and I'm going out of the room," I warned him and he annoyingly turned, then covered his face with the pillow.

"If you're up for another dare, go ahead." Now what do I do? He was right. If I step out of the room, there's no way his gang will allow me to go home.

"Tokiya!" I called but he didn't answer. I sat down beside him and called him softly. "Tokiya…?"

"Hmmm…?"

"What am I supposed to do while you sleep?" I asked, waiting. There was nothing to do while he dozed off. He was selfish that way.

"I don't know… Masturbate?" My cheeks flushed and I grabbed the pillow on top of his head. Without another word, I started hitting him again. "Hey—ow!" I hit him continuously. Gods, why did Seiryuu allow me to get stuck with this man? "Yui, stop it!"

A loud thunder growled outside the window of the room and I screamed my head off. My insides trembled and I covered my ears as the coldness swept through my spine. Tokiya sat up in time for another thunder to come. I screamed again. When I open my eyes, I was clinging to him, pushing myself in the comfort of his arms. I didn't want to, but I needed to cling to something, anything.

A gentle laugh left him as he wrapped his arms around me and if I weren't too scared, I would have gotten angry. But I was too petrified to do anything, let alone squirm in fear. Another thunder hit the skies and I heard him laugh louder.

"Stop laughing—" I screamed as another thunder came.

"You're cute when you're scared…" he whispered and my ears flushed.

"You—Aaaahhhh!" I can't remember how many more came, all I know was that he was holding me and that every now and then he'll laugh lightly, not as a form of mockery but because he was pleased.

"What am I gonna do with you…" I caught him mumbling. Then he leaned down to look me straight in the eye. "You know, I'll demand something back after this," he said and I blinked away the tears from the sides of my eyes.

"What…?"

"Let me touch your breast." My eyes widened. "Underneath the shirt," he added and I gasped.

"NO WAY!" I screamed, sitting up. "Tokiya—why do you demand something crazy?" Thunder hit again and I screamed, an ear splitting scream, and I clung to him. Most men are satisfied with just that. Tokiya, however, was unlike most men. "Above the bra," I whispered, pouting. He shook his head, letting go od me and putting his head underneath the pillow. I squirmed without his arms. "You touched it once, I can't let you touch it all the time!"

"Why not?" he mumbled and I flustered.

"Because you're not my boyfriend—that's why!" He turned and slowly sat up, embracing the pillow in front of him. He smiled slowly, a soft smile. I noticed the slight blush on his cheeks.

"If I become your boyfriend then, you'll let me…?"

"What made you think I'll let you become my boyfriend?" I screamed, glaring at him. He was taken aback. "Why are you so sexually-attached to me?"

"I don't know—It's different when it's with you," he stated and his eyes widened. He shook his head. "Shit," he said under his breath as he lied back on the bed, his back on me. "The thunder stopped. I'm going to sleep. Get off my bed." Tokiya closed his eyes again, leaving me aghast and hurt.

He was rejecting me. Even before I even admitted anything. I swallowed hard and tried to stop myself from crying. Like I want him to begin with. I told myself over and over not to get attached. He was bad for me. He really was. Yet, here am I, watching him sleep as my heart breaks. My heart breaks?

I bit my lip and turned away, fighting the tears. I needed to get away from him. Damn, I shouldn't have come. I shouldn't have let the fireworks elude me. I shouldn't have given in to the warmth of his hand, his cloudy eyes. I moved away from the bed, to save the last of my pride. A hand grabbed my wrist. Another hand wrapped around my shoulder and I shivered when I felt his breath close to my ear.

He leaned on my head and I involuntarily leaned to his chest, seeking his warmth. I hated myself for wanting these things. I don't know what to do anymore. With Tokiya, I seemed to want everything about him. I wanted him for myself. So much I can taste the desire in my tongue. Damn him for making me feel this way.

"Don't go…" he whispered and turned slightly to him, his nose leaning on the side of my face.

"You asked me to leave… Tokiya…" I whispered back in the softest voice I can muster. I was afraid someone might hear me, us. I was afraid too that he'll recognize the desperation in my voice. I don't want him to know. Not now. The small words that were coming out of our mouths, these were our secrets. Ours.

A heavy sigh left him and I closed my eyes as warm air passed through my cheeks. "What I really want to say is…" I slowly opened my eyes, listening intently. "I… I want to sleep with you…" He tightened the embrace and heat rushed to my face.

"Sleep…?" I asked, my voice cracking. My heart was giving me a heart attack.

"Translate it figuratively or literally—it'll work for me." The hand that was clutching my wrist loosened and it wrapped around my waist. I can feel the palpitating beats of his heart on my back. "I just… I just want you close to me, Yui…"

"Tokiya…?"

"Don't ask… Can you… stop asking for once…?" he asked, a little desperately.

I nodded, slightly laughing for a reason I don't know. All I know was that, he was holding me and he was warm. The next thing I know, we were lying on the bed and his arms were around me, my cheeks leaning to his chest. I can hear his heart, feel the warmth of his breath, feel the slow movements of his fingers along my hair. Before I knew it, I was asleep.

WE FINALLY SETTLED DOWN. And I'm somehow thankful we stopped hitting each other with the pillow. The fight (again) started when we woke up, after she realized my hand was cupping her breast. It was an accident. I was asleep for god's sake. How was I to control my movements? Well, I'm not really complaining. I had her to myself for almost an hour. Only a shrew will complain. We have a few more minutes before the dare ends. Gods, I wish it'll extend for another hour.

A smirk made its way across my face as she tried to capture my thumb. We were playing a thumb game, the ones where you try to press down the enemy's thumb as the other four fingers are clutching the other's fingers. Her other hand was unconsciously holding my wrist and I would have cried that its against the rules if only it wasn't so soft and warm. A giggle left her when I was the one becoming aggressive. She bit her lower lip. Damn, I wanted to bite her lower lip too.

"Tell me a secret," she said suddenly while my eyes were jumping from our hands to her lips, which was an ordeal I tell you.

"Secret?" I mumbled, raising an eyebrow. I stared at the movement of her lips. It looked so good I want to lean down and…

"Yeah. Whatever it is as long as it's relevant," she said, determined. I was taken aback. Her thumb attacked mine and I tried to move away. She moved closer too, oh joy. I leaned to her but she didn't notice.

"Hmmm… Let's see… I want to force you."

"What?" She immediately looked up and her cheeks brightened when she realized our faces were inches away. I captured her thumb and she looked down again, struggling to get away. I let her go. "Nah, you're just scaring me."

"Your turn," I told her. I like this game. If I play it good, I can get anything I want from her. Even a kiss. I cleared my throat. It was too early for that. I have to corner her first.

"Well… I almost got raped," she started and we both stopped moving. "Twice. The first time was when I was fifteen and the second was… last night." She bit her lower lip again. I was staring at her intently, but she was good at looking away. "While I waited."

I cupped her face and met her eyes. She was not lying. No sir, she was telling the truth, that much I can tell. "Why were you waiting?"

"You can't ask." She moved her face down and focused on our fingers. She resumed the game and I was left with no choice but to play along.

"Why not?" I asked, my jaws clenching. I wanted to know. Anger rise to my throat. Whoever tried to rape her would pay. Damn it, nobody can touch her. Nobody. "Let's change the rules. We'll just ask each other. Whoever lies gets a kiss."

"What? That's not how it's played!" she said, frowning. I raised an eyebrow and she blinked. She must have recognized my anger because she looked away immediately.

"Who cares? Telling secrets is boring—"

"Fine! But I get to ask first," she cut me and she heaved a sigh. "Why do you like Yanagi?" she asked, in a very soft slow voice. I raised an eyebrow. Yanagi was three years ago. How did she…? Yui tugged at my hand and I cleared my throat.

"She looks like my sister. My dead sister. Satisfied?" A low gasp left her throat. "Why were you waiting last night?"

"Silly Tokiya…" A sad smile crept through her face. "You said… You said you'll pick me up…" she whispered, not wanting me to hear. But I heard it, every word. I wanted to slap my hand on my head. Yes, I remember now. I told her I'll pick her up but instead, I got myself stoned. Guilt filled me and I remembered Taka's words. You made her wait for three hours… Wanna know what you missed? "Why didn't you come?" she asked, breaking my reveries.

"I came… I…" She looked up and our eyes met. I came to pick her up. I did. If Yuri didn't play that prank on me… I would have… We wouldn't be like this. Everything fell into place. No wonder she was angry earlier. I cupped her cheek. "I came late. Too late… I'm sorry…" She looked down and I moved my fingers through her ears to push back the hair that hid her face. "Who saved you last night?" I asked, very softly.

"Taka," she answered. She immediately shook her head and started our thumb game. "How many women have you slept with?" she asked.

"Just one. She was my girlfriend… last year. I almost had my second woman, say, an hour or two ago." Redness spread over her cheeks. She knew I was referring to the one we had in her room, when I was almost inside her. Gods, I almost had her and it was enough to bring me sleepless nights for a week, no maybe a month. "Surprisingly, sex is very important to me."

"Why?"

"It's not yet your turn," I told her and she frowned. "How many men have you slept with?" I asked eagerly.

"None! I'm… I'm a virgin," she whispered the last word out and I laughed lightly. Yui is a virgin. Wow. I never thought… "Why is sex important to you?"

"I want to make love to a girl I like," I told her. I pulled her hand closer and she squeaked. "My turn. Yui, do you like me?"

"What?" She looked up and I got a view of her beautiful face. I saw the surprise in her eyes and the light tinge that colored her porcelain cheeks. I captured her thumb and she looked down, struggling to pull away.

I pulled her closer and she gasped when I leaned down. Close enough to feel the warmth of her breath. Close enough to capture her lips for a kiss. "Don't lie or I'll kiss you," I whispered, looking intently at those glimmering eyes that were predominantly green at night. "Again, do you like me?"

"I… Tokiya, I…" she stammered. It doesn't matter now if it's a yes or a no. I can easily kiss her and if I do, I'll make sure we won't regret it. No, I won't take advantage of her. I just her to know. I inched closer, cupping her mane to stop her from moving farther. "I… I… I do li—"

The door banged open and a shrill feminine voice filled the room. "TIME'S UP! AAAAHHHHH! TOKIYA MADE A PASS ON YUI!" Loud voices followed and Yui turned away, flushed, covering her face with a hand. The other was still intertwined with mine.

When I turned to the door, the monkeys were creating a bedlam. I knew then and there that someday, I would have to go on a monkey-killing spree and spare nobody. Absolutely nobody. Otherwise, Yui and I will never find peace.

A/N: Yay, almost close to finishing this fiction. Yay! Glad its almost done. Please leave reviews!