Ok, I apologize for taking freaking FOREVER to update, but I've been so busy. You have no idea!!!!! I've basically broken down over the week. I was crying and bitching about the world because life sucked. I was in play practice till 7, and I had a presentation to do and an essay to write. Also I have family coming to my house next weekend, and so I won't be able to write for like ever because the following weekend after that is my huge ass b-day party. So... you might not get an update for two weeks. I'M SO SORRY!!!!!! Don't worry though, cause I will continue, I'm not just going to disappear and not come back or w/e, k? I hope you enjoy this cuz... this is the last one for a while. Oh, and only about 2-3 more chaps, sniff.

Disclaimer: birthday is Nov 29th, feel free to buy me a FY cuz me no have none!!!!!!

"We need to talk." Yui said the moment Miaka opened the door.

"About the report?" She asked, moving aside so Yui could come in.

"No." Yui said handing the report to Miaka, "I have a confession. I've been jealous of you and Tamahome. I went through so much, and I didn't see why you got the happily ever after, and I didn't. Everything turned out the way I thought it would. I became a third wheel. I was so angry with you, but it's not your fault. I tried to break you apart before, and now I know that it can't happen. I couldn't help but be so bitter inside. I've realized that I can't dwell in the past. I can't live like that. I have to move on, no matter what. So I'm clearing the air. I'm apologizing. Will you forgive me?" Yui said so quickly that she basically squished all the words together. It took Miaka a couple of minutes to finally understand everything.

"I...I'm sorry." Miaka said.

"You aren't the one apologizing. I am. Will you forgive me?"

"I've been flaunting Tama-chan in front of you. I should be apologizing. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"MAIKA!!!!! I have something to do that can't wait, so will you stop apologizing, and forgive me already?!?!?"

"I forgive you Yui, but only if you forgive me." Miaka said stubbornly.

"Miaka, he's your boyfriend, the love of your life, your soul god damn mate, so you have every right to flaunt him whenever and wherever."

"Yui!"

"FINE FINE, YOU'RE FORGIVEN FOR DOING NOTHING. I gotta go! BYE!" Yui kissed Miaka's cheek in thanks, and ran off to find Sean.

"Then you are SOOOO not forgiven!" Yui heard Miaka yell, as she raced to the elevator. Yui smiled. She knew Miaka had forgiven her. Miaka couldn't hold a grudge if she tried.

By the time Yui had reached zoom it turned out that Sean wasn't there, and that he had quite an hour or two ago.

"DAMN IT DAMN IT! DAMN IT!" Yui yelled while she ran home. She had to check to see if he was online. When she finally got home she ran past her mother, and skidded to a halt in front of her computer. Quickly she signed on, but he wasn't there. "GRRRR!"

"Yui, honey, Andrew called." Her mothers voice sailed into the room, "He called about twenty minutes ago."

"ANDREW! THAT'S IT!" Yui nearly fell off the desk chair in joy. Yui picked up the phone to call, but then stopped. She couldn't ask Andrew for Sean's number, could she? After everything she told him... she couldn't possibly. She was planning to break up with Andrew tomorrow, so how would he feel if she asks for Sean's number, and then breaks up with him. However, this was the only way. No one else knew Sean but Andrew. 'In person is best' Yui thought. With a burst of determination she ran off to Andrew's house.

"Hi! Is Andrew home?" Yui asked his mother.

"Hello, Yui. He's upstairs now. He's doing a project with... oh, I can't remember her name, but they've been up there for a while working. So, they probably need a break anyway."

"Ok, thanks!" Yui said turning to go to the stairs.

"Wait, can you bring them these cookies for me." She handed Yui a tray, and walked off before Yui could say yes or no.

Yui nearly ran up the stairs to get to Andrew's room. She would have run if she didn't have to balance a tray of cookies in her hands. Yui hesitated at the door, unsure of whether to knock or walk in, but decided that she could walk in since it wasn't like he'd be busy. He was just doing a project. Yui pushed open the door and walked in to see something she never thought she'd see.

Yui was absolutely speechless. She watched as the Andrew scrambled to find his discarded clothing. The girl, who Yui recognized as Tasha, was huddling under the covers, trying to cover herself up. Once Andrew was able to find his pants he began to apologize to Yui, but all Yui did was look at him as if she'd never seen him before. Finally, Andrew said, "Say something."

"Can I have Sean's phone number?" Popped out of Yui's mouth involuntarily.

"I understand that you want to go back to him after what you've seen. I don't blame you. I'm so sorry you had to see that Yui..." From there he rambled on and on. At some point Yui was sure she faintly heard Tasha begin to cry. She was losing time. She didn't even care! She was going to break up with him anyway!

"Andrew." Yui interrupted his tangent.

"Yeah?" He looked away, as if afraid to look into her eyes. Yui placed the tray of cookies on the floor, and took her now empty hand, and turned his face to her.

"I don't care. Can I have Sean's phone number?"

"You don't? Why not? I messed up so badly and everything and I really am sorry. I don't get why you're not angry with me..."

"Sean's number please!" Yui said loudly cutting him off.

"Um... sure." Andrew said. He stumbled around his room, pushing Tasha's discarded bra over so he could get to his pens. Yui held out her hand, and Andrew wrote Sean's number down on her palm.

"Thanks!" Yui said cheerfully.

"Does this mean we're over?" Andrew asked quietly.

"Hell yeah, but no hard feelings. I'll see ya later; bye Tasha!" Yui grabbed a cookie, and then rushed out the room. She kept thinking of how she was supposed to be angry. She was supposed to be pissed off as hell, but she wasn't. She didn't care. Sure, she was a little shocked in the beginning, but COME ON! She never thought Andrew would cheat on her. She'd cheat on him, but never the other way around. It didn't matter now though. All that mattered was that she had to find Sean before her courage wanted away into nothing. What if she couldn't get in contact with him? What if she never found him? Would she become bitter again? Become angry, and jealous? God, she hoped not.