I've been preoccupied with reading a new shoujo manga titled Skip Beat! It was really cute, well, the lead guy Ren Tsuruga is a hottie. But I guess that's a given. Its one of those few mangas that make me want the lead characters to end up together. Hahahaha.

Anyway, thanks for reading this fiction, I failed to write and update for a few days but hopefully, things will change this week. I only have until next week to finish this after all and I want to finish this for Hotohori's birthday on April 2.

LeeRaRa: The last chappie was rough on many places, I noticed when I read again but I'm glad I caught the passion in the last part. That's my fave part as well. Haha.

ThePinkMartini: Yes, the last part was really intense. I'm glad it worked.

Anne Raven: I've drawn quite a number of Yui-Saihitei pics too—I can't write about a couple without visualizing them together!

Disclaimer: FY is not mine.

I'm not looking for something to use and then throw away… I'm looking for a massive

feeling that will never change… We don't need any complicated words…

- Ai wo Utaou

THE former dragon priestess doesn't know when the deluge stopped or when the yacht ceased rocking harshly back and forth on the once threatening waves. She couldn't remember when the thunder stopped wrecking the skies and when the mad tapping on the boat stopped. But she did remember other things, other details.

She did know that it was a little past nine in the evening when warm soft kisses were being left on her naked back, under the sheets. And that six hours later, at exactly three in the morning, those same lips were between her legs, moving in insane ways that made her toes curl up. Ah, the gods were good to her. And the night was proof of that.

Now, it was already eight in the morning, and the crescent moon was replaced by a glaring ball of fire. The sheets were crumpled in many unknown ways and the air conditioning system was keeping things cool inside the room. Her skin was no longer as fueled as last night, and so was his. A strong pair of arms wrapped tighter around her and she smiled softly as she felt his chest on her back. He never let her go. No, he made sure she was in his arms the whole night.

Saihitei was still sleeping and she could hear the gentle beats of his heart and the light release of breath from his beautiful mouth. She didn't move. She doesn't want to wake him up. Not yet. She was still putting her self together, placing all the parts of her brain that were flung to various corners of his yacht last night. Last night was blissful, would today hold the same promise?

"What's eating you?" he whispered on her ear, voice rough from sleep. He gently flicked a tongue over the curve. The act sent goosebumps on her skin and a giggle left her. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. He placed a large hand on her abdomen, thumbing the bellybutton gently. A moan left her mouth.

"Sai… Haven't you had enough last night?" she asked, trying her best not to respond to his advances. A light laugh left his mouth.

"You didn't scream loud enough," he teased and Yui's cheeks brightened.

"Baka," she hit back, pouting. Another laugh left him and he moved forward to plant kisses on her shoulders. The hand on her stomach moved up and her eyes darted open when he thumbed the underside of her breast, gently cupping it and rolling the tip between his fingers. A suppressed moan left her. "Stop that now, Sai…"

"Don't. Want. To," he said, smirking. The next thing she knew, she was on her face on the bed and he was on top of her, positioning himself to penetrate her from behind. She instinctively lifted her hips for him and clutched the pillow when he slowly but eagerly moved inside her.

Sai thrust and she arched back, her breath hitching as pleasure shot through their combined bodies. He bit her neck in the same time he slid a hand on her thigh and rubbed the nib he had constantly pleasured last night. A loud moan left her mouth and her body stiffened, wrapping tightly around him in a manner that made him groan.

Yui lost all notice of the details, the way she did last night, when he rammed into her. His movements were no longer as desperate, his pace no longer as wild. But it still made her cry out the names of the gods in her head. Saihitei was annoyingly good. Maybe it was because he knew how she wanted things done or maybe because it was him. The former Emperor's hands were always on fire and when he touches her, she always burn.

"Oh Sai—" A scream left her when release came, white blankets of pleasure washed through her vision, her body, her soul. Even after three years, they were still very much compatible in doing this. Yui hated that fact but if love came out of it, who was she to question.

Sure, they started with a one-night stand and their past relationship was highly sexual. But when they do it, it was not just sex. With Sai, it was never just sex.

Saihitei was heaving when they stopped and he rolled from above her to lie down on the bed. Yui turned to him, her breathing likewise uneven, and moved to his arms. He wrapped an arm around her and she leaned on his chest, listening to the palpitating beats of his heart.

"You're still so noisy in bed," he pointed out and Yui nuzzled on his neck, relishing the last drops of pleasure from their last release.

"It's not my fault—You always make me scream," she answered point-blank. He laughed and her cheeks flushed. He planted a kiss on the top of her head and she answered with a giggle. Who would have thought that they were enemies the days before? "Are you still seeing Houki?" she asked, trying to not sound bitter.

"The last time we were together was when you caught us," he said in an uncaring voice. Yui couldn't help but smile. She closed her eyes and let his smell fill her.

"Tendoh knew."

"Hmmm…?"

"He knew the affair… between you and Houki," she explained, her voice still unstable. "Before the accident, he offered to take me to bed." Yui felt his chest tightened and she was momentarily afraid he'll get angry. "A wife for a wife."

"How did you… turn him down?" he asked after a long sigh. Yui looked up to meet his hazel eyes, surprised.

"How did you know I turned him down?" Saihitei laughed and cupped her face. He gently pulled her up to kiss her lips.

"You love me," he said after the kiss. "I trust you that much."

"Oh Sai…" She nuzzled back to his neck, guilty. "I left because I was afraid," she started in a lonely voice. "I was afraid of many things back then," she explained, trying to capture the right words. When she apologized to him the other night, she never explained why she left. Right now, she wanted him to know. "They say it's a form of separation depression, like post-partum."

"Were you afraid I'll get angry?" he asked in very soft voice.

"Yes and of other things…" she looked up to him, leaning on his broad chest. "I was afraid to hear you say you don't want me anymore…" His eyes were looking at her in an understanding way. He was not judging her, he was listening. "I trust you Sai, I really do—But I don't know if I trust myself. I don't know what I'll do—I… I'm sorry." She looked down, ashamed.

"I want to tell you many things, Yui—angry things," he said, cupping her face and forcing her to look up. Their eyes met again. "I used to recite them in my head every night for three years. Now I don't remember any at all," he said, laughing lightly. "I guess I was obsessed with the baby, with having our own family, my family… Something different than what I had…"

Tears fell from her eyes and he wiped them dry. She leaned down to kiss his cheeks, the tip of his nose, his forehead, his lips. She was happy, very happy. And words were not enough to express how elated she was at being with him. Now she was sure that he had forgiven her. Her heart overflows with happiness. Saihitei must have felt it as well and he gently pushed her to the bed, looming on top of her crying form. He kissed her gently and she answered with a laugh.

"Yui… Hime-sama… do you still love me?" he asked and she laughed aloud. She cupped his face and smirked at him.

"I won't answer that," she answered. Sai raised an eyebrow.

"Why not?"

"You never answered when I asked if you want me back—"

"Do I want you back?" he bellowed, laughing. He kissed her in a very passionate and deep way and he hurriedly trailed kisses down her neck, her chest. Yui shivered and she tried to push him away.

"Sai—what are you—"

"Oh, I'm just showing you how much I don't want you back," he answered, eyes glinting mischievously. His mouth moved on the valley between her breasts, leaving soft sensual kisses that made her arch back.

"Baka…" she moaned as his mouth moved between her legs. Yui closed her eyes and let his mouth take her away, to that world where nobody but them existed. And for the second time that day, Yui's toes curled up.

WHEN he came, white sparks filled his vision and he slumped beside her on the bed, heaving. In a small amount of time, many things have happened between them. It was not just sex, not just the act that made things move. It was the fact that they were reunited after so long, as if nothing happened. For the first time in the last three years, Saihitei was pretty confident he loved this girl. And it was not just hormones, it was the way his heart seemed to have a mind of its own when she was involved.

"You're amazing…" she whispered as she leaned on his chest. A chuckle left him. Yui was always vocal in bed and he had come to measure her enjoyment by the sheer sound she creates. She doesn't know that, of course.

"I had lots of practice while you were dilly-dallying…" he answered, trying hard to be sarcastic but it ended up as a joke. Yui looked up, brows creased.

"Dilly-dallying?" she asked, surprised with a hint of disbelief. He laughed again. She was an easy girl to tease.

"How many men have you slept with after me?" he asked, thumbing her flushed cheeks.

"Me?—None!"

"None?" he repeated and she rolled her eyes. Her reactions were entertaining.

"Unlike you, I can control my carnal desires… and I don't sleep with guys I don't love," she explained, quite smugly. Saihitei laughed. It was very like her to stay celibate for three years. Unlike him. But hey, he'd trade all those three years of senseless sex for the night with her. She was that important.

"Hmmm… no wonder you're tight," he quipped and he saw the color filled her face.

"Sai!" The former Emperor laughed and reached up to kiss her. Her face was warm from blushing and it made him happy. Even in her age, she still knew how to blush. She was so cute. He kissed her again, thumbing the silver chain around her neck.

"Yui…"

"Hmmm…?" she answered in-between kisses. When it comes to kissing, Yui never backs out. He pulled her lower lip between her lips and she laughed lightly.

"Will you marry me?" he asked and she moved away, eyes wide.

"WHAT?"

"You still have our engagement ring…" he said, cupping the diamond ring around her neck. Yui looked down on his palm. She didn't notice she was still wearing it. "It'll be pitiful to not maximize its use. It's not a measly cheap ring after all."

He was surprised as well when he saw it and it made him more confident of his feelings. At least he knew he was not the only one who was in deep shit between them. He slowly unhooked the necklace and let the silver chain fall on the bed. He slowly inserted the ring on her left ring finger and sealed it with a kiss.

"Well?" he asked again, expecting an answer. But she was still looking at her, speechless. "Damn it Yui, just say Yes."

"Baka," she whispered, smiling gently. Her smile widened and the sides of her eyes became misty, again. "Yes…" she said slowly, meaning the word. Saihitei gently pushed her to bed and loomed on top of her, wiping the tears at the sides of her eyes. He was as happy and he was thankful they were on bed or else, taking off clothes will be very complicated.

"You promise to show up this time?" he asked and she laughed wholeheartedly.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she replied. He eskimoed his nose on hers and looked at her intently. She was beautiful and happy, perhaps happier than when he first proposed. He kissed her again and he intended to bring it to another round of lovemaking when the door of the cabin banged open.

"THIS IS TOO MUCH!" she screamed, stomping inside the cabin.

They turned to find Ami, angered. Her green eyes were sending daggers at them and her hands were on her hips. She was holding on to a newspaper. At the intrusion, they slowly sat on the bed. Yui pulled the blanket to cover herself while he sat in front of her. He doesn't know why this woman dared to ruin their time together and he was not pleased to see her face.

"Ami! What the hell are you doing here?" he screamed back, angry.

"Did your father also ask you to sleep with that slut?" she asked, pointing at Yui. Saihitei slapped her hand. She was about to walk toward her, probably to pull Yui's hair, but he immediately eyed her disdainfully.

"Watch your tongue—"

"Ha! You're supposed to marry me—That ring is supposed to be on my finger!" she screamed, looking at the ring on Yui's finger. "I never thought you'd stoop this low just for your father's publicity!"

"SILENCE!" Saihitei roared and Ami stepped back. But she was not about to cower in fear. She was here to ruin them. Saihitei hated her for being this unbearable.

"What do you mean?" Yui asked, surprised. Ami raised an eyebrow and then threw the newspaper on the bed. The headline showed pictures of them in Izu Oshima, walking while holding hands under the flowering camellias. The photos also showed them in the restaurant, sitting beside each other. Yui's eyes widened at the headline.

"You've been played doctor," Ami said ruthlessly. "This sailing is nothing but a publicity stunt. Maybe all this intimacy is part of it as well. Poor Dr. Hongou, did you check for hidden cameras? Your scantily clad selves might be in tomorrow's news!"

"I SAID SILENCE!" Sai bellowed and Ami stepped back, afraid. He turned to Yui but she was already moving out of the bed, pulling the sheet to cover her naked body. "Yui—" he called but she passed him. Without another word, Saihitei reached for his discarded clothes and started to dress.

YUI hurriedly passed the black-haired woman and went to the living room of the yacht, picking up her discarded clothing and putting the damp clothes on her back. She was angry, her heart was breaking. But the tears wouldn't come out. She was mad beyond tears. Was everything really just a ploy to improve the Prime Minister's rating? Would Sai really use her for something political?

Three years ago, she knew he would never do such a thing. But now, now that the photos were glaring at her from a tabloid, Yui had every reason to believe. Why would he suddenly take her hand while walking Izu Oshima? Why would he suddenly warm up to her? Why?

Maybe coming back to check on him last night was a mistake. It was not maybe, it was a mistake. When she returned for him last night, she had no intention of sharing his bed. But when she found him looking lost, when she kissed him and he regarded it as a dream, when he said he wanted to hold on to her longer… Yui threw away all her inhibitions and let her heart do the talking. That, of course, involved making love to him all night.

Yui cursed in her head. She was stupid. Had she not learned anything at all? She even agreed to marry him. What was it about? Was he planning to marry her to torment her forever? Would he really stomach being married to her just to retain his father's power? Yui felt low, too low that when he walked out of the room, wearing only his pants, she stormed toward him and pushed him.

"Why do you keep lying to me?" she asked, screamed. "How can you use me?"

"Yui, listen—Ami—"

"Don't say her name!" she screamed, frustrated. She doesn't want to hear that girl's name ever. He stopped speaking and the tears finally fell from her eyes. How can she forget, that girl was the one his parents wanted for him. She was also the one he had sex with in the library, during the charity party. The realization hit her hard and it made the heaviness unbearable.

"Yui—"

"Stop speaking, Sai! I don't want to listen to you anymore—" she cut him as tears streamed down her cheek. She still knew how to cry after all. Her tears, it never emptied when Saihitei was involved.

"Coming back was a mistake…" she told him, her voice breaking. She smiled and then pulled the ring off her finger. She slowly took his hand and placed it on his open palm.

"I should have returned this a long time ago," she said, hurt. She did not look up to him, she doesn't want to see the battling emotions in his eyes. His eyes always lied and she was weak whenever she looks into them. Without another word, she turned away and headed toward the door of the yacht.

"Are you walking away from me again?" he asked and Yui swallowed hard. She didn't answer. Instead, she crossed the door that might separate them forever.

A/N: This is such an emotional chapter, a roller coaster ride for our favorite pair. A few more chapters and I'm done. Please do leave reviews so I know what you think! :D