AN: I love you all! All my reviewers! yay! heres the next bit

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The candles in Karen's room flickered as the door opened.

Karen- "Welcome back to Flower, Sato san--"

Mojio-san- "Lets just get straight to it, ok? I have 20 minutes before the wife gets back."

Karen- ...umm... no tea... no talk?----

Mojio san had visited Flower before. He was a foul mouthed business man who would return to Flower after work to "enjoy the companies of emloyees", as he told his wife anyway.

He was a large man. Strong. When Karen first met him, she thought that maybe he could have been the one. He was nervous and uncomfortable of even being there when they first met. He had been forced into coming by his friends. They talked. They had tea. They spent the night talking about eachother's past, present and future. He told her about his turbulent relationship with his wife which he tried to mend. She told him of how she came to flower. They sympathised with eachother. Two lost souls in a world with no-one to lean on. To trust. However as the days rolled by, he returned more often and more drunk. The stench of alcohol would stick to him as flies to a corpse. As his drinking problem grew worse, Karen realised that the Lord Almighty wouldnt do this to her. He could not be the one.

This meeting was like any other. Breathing heavily and reeking of alcohol he advanced on her. Karen backed away from him only to find herself seated on the bed. She turned to look towards what she felt was her Rock.

Paul sat facing towards the wall in the corner.

"Mama" Karen whispered to herself. As Mojio started to fumble with Karen's corset strings, she began to feel his fingers on her back. She grunted with disgust as she felt his mouth on her neck; "Dont worry babe. I'm here"

Karen felt her breath caught in her neck as she remembered him 3 months ago. The man she felt safe with. The one man that had actually ever known her soul rather than her body. She shook her head remembering that he was not the same man. He could never be the same again; A different man.

She felt her anger build up towards him.

Maybe things could have been different if she hadnt arrived at Flower.

Maybe if her mother had stayed, if she had loved her, or if she hadnt abandoned her. Karen felt her resentment build up her chest hot as flames...furiously burning, she felt her flames take shape. At first the tender flames licked at his shoe laces. Slowly the flames grew until the size of a bulldog.

In her desperation, Karen had set fire to his boot and that was not the end of it. She tried to subdue the flames with her mind. The flames subsided a little but she couldnt control them any longer.

Would he notice?

Could he even recognise the danger of being in that room with that woman?

"Ahem......Mojio san....things are heating up a bit..ne?" He answered her with a grunt. "I mean..your boot is on fire" "EH?"

He stood briefly to see that she was correct. Karen saw her window of opportunity and shoved his hefty body away from her. He spun and stood precariously and she pushed him through the door and shut it quickly behind him. Leaning her back against the door she heaved sighs of relief that he was gone. He pounded at her door, yelling for her to open up. She ignored his yells as she slid down the door. She couldnt fight back her tears. Not this time. She hugged her knees. Crying into herself. Silent tears of grief, of betrayal and of Loneliness.

An hour passed as she lay there, curled up on the floor by the door of her room. How can i get out of this? Will i ever be able to? When will he come? Will he ever come?...

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The next day, again in Flower

Aoki has just left

Her eyes followed him to the door and even after he had left, her eyes lingered at the door.

Why..........why couldnt i have met him sooner.

Would that have even made any difference. His love for his family; His daughter; he would do anything for them.

I could have been that woman. He is just as i imagined him to be Lord.

Everything i wanted him to be.

I guess i was wrong in saying i never meet anyone here. Ha! He wouldnt have been here if it werent for his work...he was so uncomfortable.

smiles to self I cant believe i even said some of those things to him. He was so uncomfortable, uneasy almost.

I felt as though my body was on fire the whole time he was here. However i couldnt let that show on my face. I was as cool as can be.

His uneasiness made me feel almost more at ease. Made me feel as though i could be a bit more dangerous and make implications.

I only did it to make him blush harder. And it worked. quiet laugh

I actually hate to admit it because it sounds so textbook romance but...he made me feel as i should have as a teenager. Your first crush? I felt my heart begin to beat faster..and my breath quicken.

The only time i felt anything close to this was ......with mojio.

Why does this have to happen to me?

The first one was married and a drunkard.

And the second...the one i really fall for ..... is content with his life..and can barely look at me.

This makes me wonder...if i never make it with Aoki san....that means ill never find "the one".

I'll never have a family.......

There will be no-one to mourn for me when i die.

AN: mwaha! done, wadja think?