Welcome back to Macau at Night.

May I present you with the longest chapter yet!

Our story is coming to a close, eventually, and as such there are going to be future events/actions hinted at that will play out only if I do a sequel, which I'm debating.

I've really enjoyed writing Macau at Night and I will only do a sequel if I can do the story justice.

I do have some Japanese this time, I really am starting to give up with different fonts. Can you just roll with it that in the first scene they're speaking Japanese?

English

French

Korean

Russian

A O LETS GO SAVE WONDER GIRL!

"Moshi moshi" came the lilting voice.

"Sana? Is that you?" Yulina asked unsure. It'd been over a year, what if Sana had changed her number?

"Yuuki-chan! Sara, Sara it's Yuuki-chan!"

'Looks like I got the right number...' Yulina smiled remembering how she'd gotten the old nickname.

She'd only been attending Nishimachi International School a month when she was placed in an Advanced French Literature class. There were many other foreign students at the school and most had taken on Japanese names. So when classmates struggled to pronounce her name and started to give her a hard time, her friends helped her pick out a similar sounding one. Later her friends would say it suited her, 'gentle hope'.

'Maybe once it did.' she thought depressingly.

The sound of Sara's voice broke her out of her bad mood, the best remedy in times of trouble really was old friends.

"I've missed you guys. How's Riku?" Yulina continued, laughing for the first time in days.

Ji Hoo held Jan Di close in his arms. They'd both fallen into a sex induced coma after their mutual orgasms. Their legs still entwined, their messy hands still clutching one another, they were as one.

In his wildest dreams he never could of imagined he'd be laying here like this, Jan Di's naked breasts pressed against him, her cum covering his fingers, laying together in love...

He swallowed hard when he realized they had less than 24 hours left in Macau. What would happen when they went back to Seoul and to Shin-hwa? If only they could stay here forever, he could probably arrange that but, Jan Di would never agree and he could understand that.

It was getting late now and he knew they'd have to rise eventually, if not to get cleaned up then for dinner. Maybe he could find a nice little place he could take her to. Somewhere romantic but not too... well not too F4.

Hearing Jan Di's soft snores he knew he had plenty of time to think it over.

'Or maybe', he thought, feeling her leg shift and rub against his cock , 'they could just order room service'.

'Ugh' he wanted to moan when she did it again, but he feared waking her. Taking a few deep breaths he worked to calm his growing arousal.

"Oh the things you do to me Jan Di-yah." he sighed.

Ever since he began college his father had made a point to introduce him to their most prominent clients. Woo Bin knew it would come to this, he long ago accepted his family responsibilities and made peace with them. After all he was Prince Song, the name alone made his enemies fear him and his peers respect him.

However today had been an especially... bad day. So when he arrived home and found himself herded to his room to prepare for the evening ahead he did something unusual. He refused.

The argument he got into with his father was one of the worst of his life. They had always been very close, having similar interests and temperaments. At least he thought as much.

The backhand he received was for insolence, or so he was told. It was the first time his father had ever struck him. Ever since he was little he'd been indulged in almost every way. But, as it was very clearly pointed out to him, he wasn't a child anymore and it was time to grow up.

Grow up. Hadn't Yulina said something similar?

The minutes ticked past tortuously slow and Prince Song went through the polite motions. The introductions, the endless small talk, drinks and toasts, and finally the real business. Fake smiles, fake laughter, fake contracts, fake ledgers, fake accounts, fake people. Was this the future that awaited him, awaited his children and their children too?

"What did you learn today?" The deep voice of his father shook him out of his haze.

He wasn't sure what his father wanted to hear so he took his best guess, he just hoped he was right.

Emotionally and physically exhausted from the events of the last day, the Russian girl nodded off shortly after her conversation with Sana and Sara. She woke to hear her mothers cheerful voice.

"We're home!"

It had only been a few days but she really missed them. Talking to her old friends was wonderful but it stirred feelings she had long repressed. That combined with her recent break-up left her feeling a bit tearful and downcast.

"Yuli, how was your trip." her father asked, passing by to give her a quick hug on his way to his bedroom.

"It had it's ups and downs."

"Do you want to talk about it my little flower?" Despite his hectic schedule no one could ever say that Aleks wasn't a loving father. Although he'd admit he wasn't as attuned to the needs of his daughter, as say his wife was, he tried none the less.

"I'm okay papa, but... I split up from Woo Bin Song."

"Oh, Yuli, come here." Her mother cried out, pulling her into a sympathetic hug.

"Did he hurt you my love?" Aleks asked in a cold voice.

"It wasn't like that, he was too... immature for me." Yulina replied, waving her hands around dismissively. It wasn't a big deal, people break up every day. She'd thought she had the ideal relationship. Something lighthearted, easy to manage and drama free. They had fun together didn't they? But as soon as things got a little hard he changed.

She truly didn't care who he had sex with, she knew his reputation and was no dupe. She liked the freedom that came with their understanding. She didn't want a boyfriend, she didn't want to be steady, she didn't want to be tied down.

She'd done that with Ryo, she'd been happy with Ryo. Of course she was a bit younger then and things seemed easier. She didn't want another Ryo, she wasn't looking to replace him. How could she? How could you replace your soulmate?

That part of her life died when he did. She wasn't looking for true love. So why should she care who Woo Bin had sex with, it wasn't her concern if he slept with every girl at school. They hadn't made each other any promises and they didn't owe each other anything. She was far too stubborn and wary to allow a boy to control her heart enough to hurt her.

But if there was one thing she absolutely would not accept it was being manipulated. And that's what it felt like he tried to do, manipulate her emotions. He wanted to make her feel angry, jealous and hurt. And in truth, she was angry... just not for the reasons he'd hoped.

After the incident in France, when she was young, her mother had taken her aside and talked to her about dating and relationships. She took it to heart.

'Yulina some people cannot be trusted. Anyone who would try to use you or manipulate you, it doesn't matter why, they're dishonest and don't have your interests at heart. People like Andrew Kline, they only care for what they can get out of you and they'll use any method to get it. Honest people, good people, accept you and don't mess about playing mind games trying to trick you like that boy did. You are strong, too strong to lower yourself to someone unworthy. Someone who would lie, manipulate or try to mess with you is not worth your time. No relationship is perfect, but love is not a battle where one person comes out the winner. It is a negotiation, and in a negotiation you have to be honest to others and to yourself."

Had she been honest with Woo Bin? She thought she had. It seemed he didn't see it that way. He said she was always flirting with other men, so what? He didn't hold an exclusive right to her. Maybe it was a cultural thing. Maybe I shouldn't have been so quick to break up with him, at least then I could ask what the deal was... and then break up with him.

"I'm sure you will meet someone else in no time."

"Papa, I don't need to meet someone else, I'm not one of those girls who can't handle being single."

"Of course not my dear, I wasn't trying to imply anything like that."

"Good."

Sensing they were approaching a delicate topic Maite wisely changed the subject. She'd try to talk to Yulina about it more tomorrow. Her proud daughter may be able to fool other people but she was her mother! She knew when her baby was upset.

"Petr is arriving tomorrow, I think it would be a good idea for you two to spend some time together. And next week is the Tatiana Ball! So we will all have a good time then."

"Yes, cheer up my love." Aleks called out from the other room.

"I don't need to cheer up, I am not unhappy." Yulina snapped. Aleks raised his hands in surrender, he wasn't looking for an argument. Maybe the ball would cheer her up, the last one they'd been to was years ago and he remembered they'd all had a good time. In particular he remember how ravishing his wife had looked in a certain form fitting white dress that was still hanging up in the back of their closet.

Maite had taken Yulina aside and they were giggling over the pictures she'd taken of their holiday. It had been a peculiar time, but she'd remember Macau fondly.

"Mama, I spoke with Sana and Sara today..."

"You did?" Maite clapped in surprise, this was good, maybe it meant she was healing. "And how are they?"

"Mama, I... would it be alright, after the ball maybe, they've invited me to visit."

"Oh Yuli, I'd like to say yes but you've already missed so many days of school what with this last trip."

"I know but... I miss it... please let me go." Yulina asked emotionally. It was hard to explain, but she needed to see them. It was like she couldn't move on without seeing them. She wasn't sure that made sense, but when does the heart follow the rules of the head?

"I will see my love, perhaps we can work something out."

Jan Di woke late in the afternoon, she didn't remember when she fell asleep but waking in Ji Hoo's arms was simultaneously thrilling and mortifying. She was mostly naked and quickly she realized so was he. Her hormones raged up for a quick flush as she took in his smooth, toned abs and the evidence of their passion all over her hands and staining his boxers.

The thought of allowing her body's wants and needs to take over was intoxicating. She shuddered remembering the sensations he aroused in her and the heights of pleasure he brought her to. How was she ever to resist him now? Now that she knew what awaited her?

She was starting to understand Yulina a bit better. If Woo Bin gave her half as much pleasure as Ji Hoo did today, how did she ever keep her hands off of him? Oh she'd have to thank her when she got home.

Home, crap. She had to go home tomorrow. Oh, she really didn't look forward to it. Looking at the prone form of the beautiful, ginger haired man at her side she wondered if they'd stay together back in Seoul. Maybe she should make the most of the time they had left here, in case it all fell apart. The thought of that was so depressing, she let out a loud sigh and inadvertently woke him.

If she'd thought him beautiful before it was nothing compared to how utterly magnificent he was now, drowsy and bleary eyed. Unable to resist she kissed him longingly and he responded in kind.

Their slow, lazy kisses would have continued all night were it not for the amazingly awkward timing of Jan Di's stomach. The growl brought a smile to both of their lips and the laughter eased away her awkwardness.

"Otter," Ji Hoo asked as they rose and untangled their bodies, "what would you like for dinner?".

"Oh, well I don't know what's good here. I haven't had the chance to try any places. But you've been here before Ji Hoo-yah, I will rely on your good judgement."

"You will?" He asked incredulously. Somehow he felt this was more than about where they were going to eat. "Well if that's the case I better not disappoint."

"I don't think you could ever disappoint me..." She said innocently, then realizing the honesty in her words she blushed. Taking a bed sheet with her she excused herself to the bathroom to get cleaned up, forgetting to take any clothes with her.

The thought of her having to walk out in only a towel was so stimulating he didn't think he'd be able to handle it if it actually happened. Being the gentleman he was, he carefully put one of the fluffy bathrobes just behind the door. Sitting down on the bed, the evidence of their passion was on display all around him. The most obvious evidence being contained in his boxers. Pulling back the waist he looked down at himself to see what a mess he was. He supposed he should feel embarrassed by his state but the only thing he felt was aroused as it reminded him of Jan Di's small hand clutching him, pumping him and how wild he'd felt when he exploded.

He'd never been so intimate with anyone before, although there had been many a lonely night at home, nothing he did alone felt nearly as good. Without realizing it he saw his cock had grown hard again. He needed to cool down, it wouldn't do for Jan Di to come out and see him sitting alone with a hard on.

If he thought he needed her by his side before it was nothing compared to what he felt now. No one else would ever do, it was Jan Di or no one for him. For now and forever.

The sound of the shower turning off startled him and he rushed to grab another bathrobe for himself. He was still very much erect and, while it would be a dream come true if Jan Di wanted to make love, they still hadn't really talked about it. It would be crass for him to assume, no matter what they'd done earlier. Jan Di exited wearing a matching robe, her wet hair clinging to her neck and it made his mind wander to when he sucked mercilessly at her skin there.

"I'll be just a minute." the golden boy said gathering a few things. Jan Di passed by Ji Hoo on her way to collect her clothes and noticed a mark on his shoulder when his robe slipped. A dark bruise was forming and it took her a moment to figure out what it was.

When Ji Hoo turned around she was right there behind him. Raising her hand, she pulled aside the collar of the white robe revealing the purple and red mark. Her fingers traced it's lines and it took a second for her to understand what she was looking at. It was teeth marks, HER teeth marks. She'd bitten him, she couldn't place exactly when, but it was obvious that was what it was.

"Does it hurt?" She asked a little nervously.

Yoon Ji Hoo only shook his head. Her fingers were still idly tracing the mark and their little dance was arousing him again. If this kept up he would lose his mind. Quickly grabbing her hand in his he pressed kissed to each of her fingers.

"Don't think of it that way. It's not a wound... It's a badge of honor, the honor of winning Guem Jan Di's love."

This made her flush from her head to her toes. A million competing thoughts bounced around in her mind, but the one that won out was the most simple and honest one of all.

"...you have..." came her meek voice.

Ji Hoo threaded his fingers in her own and squeezed her hand, giving her strength to continue.

"...my love... you have it." she finished looking up at him with a small smile.

"and you have mine." he replied without hesitation, wrapping his arms around her waist and drawing her close.

"...I don't deserve you." Jan Di mumbled more to herself than Ji Hoo.

"I could say the same thing."

"But Ji Hoo-yah that doesn't make any sense."

"Look at it from my perspective... you have worked hard to earn everything you have, I have been given things my entire life. You have stood up to challenges I know would have crushed me. Your bravery astounds me. But even that is only a small part of what makes you remarkable to me. If anything, I am the one who doesn't deserve you."

"Ji Hoo-yah..." she wasn't used to compliments or flattery. She never received anything but criticism wherever she went, except from Ji Hoo. He said he'd loved her since his return from Paris, even before actually. She had to know, what had she done to deserve his love, when did it even start?

"...when did... you.. when did you know... you loved me?"

Still holding her hand Ji Hoo led her to sit down on the bed. "You ask such a tricky question otter. There were so many small moments but the truth of it, it came to me slowly while I was in Paris. I missed home and the others but... my heart... it hurt the longer I was away from you. Being in Paris was supposed to be a dream but it felt like a nightmare. I didn't even know why until I saw you there with Jun Pyo. Imagine my surprise when he said you were dating..."

Jan Di leaned forward and kissed him. She wished she could kiss away the pain she saw on his face when he talked about Paris and Jun Pyo. After a few more kisses between them Ji Hoo rested his forehead against her own and smiled, the amazing one that melted her heart and weakened her knees.

"And me little otter, when did you know you were in love with me?"

"Uh... that is..." uncomfortable she began to pull back but Ji Hoo held her firm.

"You can't get away that easily. I didn't think it was a difficult question." he said amused by her flustered response.

She wished the earth would open up and swallow her whole, why did she ask him in the first place? Of course he would ask back. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She was a terrible liar and he'd been so honest with her...

"From the moment I saw you." She whispered out. "I don't know why exactly. There was this look on your face, you were so sad. I just couldn't bear it."

Brushing her wet hair out of her face he looked her in the eyes. He needed to know the answer to his next question, it couldn't be put off any longer.

"When we get home, I don't want anything to change between us just because we are in Seoul."

Jan Di nodded in understanding, it was a worry for her too.

"I want to do this right so, Guem Jan Di would you be my..." Ji Hoo shook his head at how silly it sounded , they'd confessed to each other, they'd made love already but still he wanted to be clear, no misunderstandings.

"Would you be my girlfriend, officially. Just you and me, is that alright?"

Jan Di tried to maintain a straight face to tease him, but she couldn't do it. The corners of her lips twitched up and, before she knew it, she'd lost all ability to do anything other than smile.

"That would make me very happy Ji Hoo-yah."

A dozen kisses later Jan Di was shooing Ji Hoo into the bathroom to shower and get ready.

Madam Kang looked over the latest batch of photographs. She'd expected that Guem Jan Di brat to flee the moment she was released from hospital. She'd even paid out a tidy sum to ensure her release. But clearly she hadn't and was still here in Macau. She'd barely managed to get that harpie's claws out of her son last time, she would make sure there would be no next time.

Sitting down for dinner with the JK Group she waited patiently for Jun Pyo to arrive, she was able to dismiss tardiness but absence was another matter. Especially today as they were supposed to be discussing a possible engagement to the daughter and heir of the founders. Ha Jae Kyung was a pretty girl, educated, from a good family. A union with her would provide both families with decades of security.

Jun Pyo was the only loose end. It looked like she needed to cut that thread down a little more.

The young couple strolled arm in arm down the plaza, they passed more than a dozen wonderful restaurants but Ji Hoo had something special in mind. It was a bit upscale but romantic.

'Maybe after she'd agree to another gondola ride' he mused.

It was their last night and he wanted to make the most of every minute they had together.

Wandering in to the dimly lit establishment Jan Di was immediately enchanted and he smiled, pleased with himself for selecting this place. They were seated at a small table in a quiet corner, that Ji Hoo paid a little extra for, and immediately provided with complimentary drinks.

As he knew the menu was entirely in French, Ji Hoo didn't need to wait for Jan Di to ask before he started reading the options off to her. He even took a moment to teach her a few of the more common words, kissing her each time she pronounced one of the words correctly. Jan Di showed, that when properly motivated, she could be a fast learner.

They spent their evening reveling in their feelings for one another and enjoyed trying out a few of the recommended dishes. It was turning into a perfect night and as it wore on Jan Di's mind inevitably wandered to what would happen after they went back to their hotel.

She'd had a little taste of the kind of pleasure that came with being intimate and it was exhilarating. She wanted to feel that way again, and soon. Her body heat rose as she remembered the sensations Ji Hoo had elicited in her and she could feel herself growing wet in anticipation.

What would Yuli do in her place she wondered? She'd take action, not just sit there thinking, that was for sure. Okay action, she could do that...

Jun Pyo had tried calling both Jan Di's room and the suite the F3 stayed in, but his hotel said they'd checked out already. He'd followed up with the hospital and learned she wasn't allowed to fly out until tomorrow. So if she was still here in Macau, where was she!

He paced around his room, and with each step his fury increased. How could he protect her if he had no idea where she was? He'd seen the absurd press release his mother had planned, he had to warn her. Why was it every time he tried to protect Jan Di it backfired on him?

His mother reveled in their break-up and he'd allowed that witch to continue to think he wanted nothing to do with Jan Di. But that was the furthest thing from the truth. It was like a stab to his heart when he saw Jan Di and Ji Hoo holding hands in the airport. He'd completely lost his mind when he saw they way they looked at each other, there was no mistaking THAT look.

It killed him that he only seemed to cause her pain. Whatever happened he had to talk to her. He had to apologize for hurting her, not just for the last time at the airport, for all the other times too. Maybe, yes it was, selfish of him but he'd always been a selfish being hadn't he.

His phone buzzed indicating a photo and text had been sent. When he saw what it was of and, more importantly, who'd sent it he grabbed his jacket and ran. Several more buzzes indicated more pictures had been sent. He didn't even need to look, he knew it would be more of the same.

Bursting into the restaurant he headed for the private table at the back. Bowing politely to the others he apologized for his lateness and sat down next to his mother. Although his back was toward them he could see their reflection in the window. Once again he was trapped by his mother, so close and so far from the only woman he'd ever loved.

He had to watch as Ji Hoo pulled her chair out for her and took her hand. He had to watch as Ji Hoo placed his hand on the small of her back and they smiled at each other. He had to watch them leave arm in arm.

Ji Hoo led Jan Di back towards the Venetian. Every night the street fair's kept the tourists entertained and tonight was no exception. But the marvels of the performers held no interest to them, so enraptured were they in each other. Settling down for a ride on the gondola Jan Di felt wistful. This would be her third, and final ride. The first ride she'd been insecure, the second she'd been heart broken and now the third, she was in love. If there was any pattern to this she definitely didn't want to risk a fourth ride.

Although she knew it was silly, she still felt a little shy with public displays of affection and Ji Hoo used this to tease her a bit when they got on the gondola. Offering to sit opposite her, if she liked, instead of beside her he waited until she caved. It didn't take long. His muscular arm around her, she rested her head on his chest and relaxed. The singing and the motion of the gondola lulled them into a dreamlike state.

A loud shriek from the side of the canal startled them, getting their attention. There was a small man racing towards the dock where they were pulling up and he was waving frantically. He ran up, nearly out of breath and grabbed Ji Hoo in a tight hug just as he was stepping off the boat. The movement took both of them aback and the gondolier reached to help Jan Di out as Ji Hoo was otherwise indisposed. Standing timidly at Ji Hoo's side Jan Di waited to be introduced. And waited... and waited.

The smaller man wasn't allowing Ji Hoo a chance to speak so eventually he just had to interrupt him.

"Ming, may I introduce you to Guem Jan Di. My girlfriend." The words made both him and Jan Di smile.

"Jan Di-yah, may I introduce you to an old friend on mine..." but Ming interrupted Ji Hoo before he could finish.

"Ji Hoo-yah, I have missed you, have you been here long, why didn't you let me know you were coming?" Grabbing Ji Hoo's arm Ming pushed aside Jan Di and began dragging Ji Hoo up towards the street fair.

A wide eyed Ji Hoo turned back to Jan Di, he wasn't sure what was going on with his friend but he wasn't going to let him spoil his plans for his last night in Macau with Jan Di.

Jan Di didn't believe much in first impressions. She generally made a terrible one herself so she put little faith into the notion as a whole. However, she was having a hard time sticking to this as she followed after Ming and Ji Hoo. Ming kept trying to ditch her.

The first time it happened she figured she was just distracted and missed the turn they made but now, she was sure it was on purpose. He'd even spun around and come back the way they came at one point trying to lose her.

Well if he thought it was that easy to lose Guem Jan Di he had another thing coming! Jan Di made extra effort to stick to them like glue. She made sure to stand in Ming's eyeline whenever possible just so she could stare him down. He was good, but she was better.

After an hour of this he appeared to be giving up and suggested they go to an ice cream parlor he favored. There were many disagreements while waiting in line and Ji Hoo ended up making both of them sit down while he bought them all cones. This last hour had felt surreal for Ji Hoo. It'd been a while since he'd seen Ming and he'd never known him to act like he was today.

He seemed to be testing Ji Hoo, asking leading questions and bringing up Seo Hyun. Even after he'd explained what happened in Paris, Ming didn't seem convinced that he was with Jan Di. He kept dismissing every mention of her. He was trying to humor Ming, as he saw him so rarely, but he would have dismissed him from his company by now if it wasn't for how adorable Jan Di was being. He'd never seen her act like this, not even with Jun Pyo.

Was there anything she did that wasn't adorable.

After their ice creams they said their goodbyes. Ming seemed particularly disappointed that he wouldn't come stay with him but he'd already made plans with Jan Di and he wasn't giving up that for anyone.

It wasn't until some time later when they were buying a quick snack to take back to their hotel room that Ji Hoo realized his wallet was gone. He was quite sure he'd had it a moment ago. Perhaps he'd been pick-pocketed. Naturally when he'd lost his own wallet was when fate would allow Jan Di to misplace hers.

A loud clang echoed around the porridge shop making Ga Eul jump. She was closing up and had thought she was alone. Unsure of the best course of action, but refusing to act like a scared little girl, she tiptoed to the back.

"Master!" She ran to his side helping him to sit down. He was shaking all over.

"Why are you still here? I'd thought you'd gone. You scared me! Master?"

A meaty hand reached out and grabbed Ga Eul's arm. She could see that although he was there, he wasn't really there.

'Not again' She rolled her eyes as she realized he was having another one of his visions. It was several long minutes before he seemed to come out of it, questioning Ga Eul on why she wasn't closing up, he seemed more peculiar than usual.

"Master?" Ga Eul said carefully, "Was it another vision? What did you see?" She didn't entirely buy into his 'visions' but her curiosity always won out.

"I saw our Jan Di-yah laying in bed in a hotel room. She looked like she was in pain and was crying out. She became louder and louder, the pain must have been intense."

Ga Eul was horrified, what could this mean? "Anything else?"

"Just as she was shouting at the top of her lungs... the phone rang. And that was it."

Nodding Ga Eul thought and thought about the Masters 'vision' while she finished her chores and locked up. She thought about it all along her walk home and she thought about it as she got ready for bed. Finally she came to one conclusion.

She needed to call Jan Di.

While Ji Hoo would never say he was penniless, he was broke until he could get in touch with someone to replace his lost wallet. It was quite disappointing as he'd planned to purchase something particularly special for Jan Di to celebrate their last night in Macau.

As they passed by a tired looking busker Ji Hoo had an idea. It was a ridiculous idea, one that he would never have the courage to do without Jan Di at his side.

"Jan Di... wait... there's something I need to do."

Completely confused by him stopping suddenly in the middle of the square and walking back the way they came, she wandered surreptitiously after him.

'That voice!' Her eyes widened in recognition. What was he doing?

Moving to a better vantage point Jan Di could see him sitting there, a guitar balanced on his lap, looking and sounding like an angel. Unsurprisingly a large crowd began to form around him but Jan Di could see he was too busy concentrating to notice them. The small, raven haired girl swayed to the music but didn't recognize the song, after all she wasn't a music aficionado like he was. She decided she'd have to ask him about it later, it truly was a haunting melody.

A brief while later Ji Hoo thanked the crowd for their applause and donations. He sat still, like the statue he was so often compared to, while he waited for them to disperse keeping his gaze steady on one girl alone. Shyly she approached him a bit in awe of his talent and presence.

"What did you think? I wasn't too terrible was I?"

She balked at him. "Too terrible, how could you think that? Didn't you see the crowd you pulled in?"

"I wasn't playing for the crowd. I was playing for you."

"Oh." Jan Di replied modestly. "Well I don't know too much about music but, I thought you were wonderful Ji Hoo-yah."

"Thank you." he replied sincerely kissing the top of her head.

Together they collected up the bills and coins, it was much more than they needed to last them until tomorrow, so they gave half to the busker whose guitar they borrowed.

'Now if I can just distract her for a moment...' Ji Hoo wondered how he could get Jan Di a gift right under her nose. Fortunately they found a small temple where artists were painting with ink and water and Jan Di was so fixed on watching their work he was able to slip out and come back easily.

Jan Di excused herself to the bathroom almost as soon as they got back to the hotel. Quietly she got her phone out and dialed. She needed some advice and quick.

"Jan Di-yah? Is everything alright?"

"Shhh, Yuli-ssi I need to talk to you."

Yulina had just finished having a late dinner with her parents when she got Jan Di's phone call. Once she explained why she was calling Yulina took the phone to her room for some privacy.

"You did what? Really? Wow. He is? I suspected as much. Yeah. Oh that's so hot. You're killing me here Jan Di. Okay, yeah I know a few things. Don't worry it won't involve any penetration. No that is NOT a dirty word. Trust me you'll both like it."

Although the mischievous girl was hardly bashful, she'd never had this kind of talk with one of her friends while both her parents were in the next room. Taking the phone into the bathroom she ran the shower just to make sure they wouldn't be able to hear anything.

"Okay ready? Now each guy is different so you'll have to make some of it up as you go. However there are a few things that work well for anybody. Is he circumcised? He's not? Okay even better. So what you want to do first after he's naked is take a hold of him and slowly pull back to expose the whole head. That's the top, yeah. Now that's one of his most sensitive places, it's pretty easy to drive a guy nuts just licking his head. Now at the top of his head there's going to be a groove running one way and a bump, I guess you could call it, on the other side. These are hyper sensitive areas. You can't go wrong licking either. However I'd recommend you start by licking around the head and then take just his head in your mouth, swirl your tongue around it a few times and give it a quick suck. Yeah you're going to drive him wild..."

AN: Aye aye aye this was a LONG chapter, for me anyway. So much happened I hope it wasn't too confusing.

So as I didn't get to the lemon looks like you guys get yet ANOTHER chapter!

I was a bit sympathetic to Jun Pyo in this chapter but don't worry, any pity you feel for him he will squander by being an ass.

I went a little different than I typically see with Woo Bin stories, how'd you guys feel about that? Don Juan IS going to have to grow up eventually.

Sorry no SoEul romance but I thought of the Masters scene and did that instead. Wink wink, do you all get whats going on?

As always I am a terrible proofreader so there will be errors and I will be going back again and again correcting them.

Anyway in our next (possibly final) chapter:

LEMON

A return home to Seoul for JanHoo and Jun Pyo

Petr comes to visit his family and meets the F4

Madam Kang invites the F3 AND Jan Di to a party.

PS: Reviews are like hot fudge sundaes - I think I'm hungry...

XOXO