A/N: Thank you all for your kind-hearted reviews. I never really took the time to re-read a lot of this. It's kind of odd, don't you think? Well, I hope you're enjoying this. I'm trying to think of a good ending, one that'll tie it up nicely. Well, keep reading, and thank you so much for the reviews. Just to let you know, I do most of it listening to music, esp. the FLCL soundtrack! Here's chapter 5! O.A.O! (over and out!)

Sano laid thinking in the warm sunroom in the clinic. Already a week had passed since they left the dojo. Yahiko had been hanging around everyday. It was early afternoon, and he had been there since about seven that morning. Yahiko was starting to get on his nerves, all this fuss over his 'well being'. Megumi. She was too kind to him, and couldn't tell him to leave. He sighed and rolled over. He couldn't blame him for liking her, though. She was a beauty, a very good woman, good in certain areas as well.

But what was bothering him was that Yahiko would just hang around, trying to absorb all of the time that Sano would want to be with her, and then leave so late at night, or even stay over night. And from what he could tell, Megumi wanted to get rid of him as well. He didn't know any solution to getting rid of him. He watched Yahiko walk down the hallway, and thought of something.

In Megumi's room, where she had tried to get some time alone away from Yahiko, he had found her once again. Sano strolled into the room as well, a fish head between his clenched teeth. He sat next to Megumi and looked Yahiko straight on.

"Why've you all decided to come into my room?" she asked.

"I wanted to have some time alone with you, but seeing as Yahiko is here," Sano barked angrily.

"What you can say to Megumi, you can say to me," Yahiko replied stubbornly.

"Oh, this is great!" he said, sending a bowl flying in rage.

"I know why you left. Kenshin told me. He made you leave, for me. I really didn't care, but Kenshin insisted on it. I really don't see why. He's committed the same crimes as you," Yahiko said.

"It's still no fair! Just for you, we had to leave! So anything I say to Megumi has to get to you, and everything we do has to get to you as well? Tell me! Why are you hanging around here?" Sano yelled, hatred pulsing through his veins.

"I don't know," Yahiko said, on the verge of tears.

"You're a little baby! Stop crying!" he yelled, picking up Yahiko and throwing him to the ground.

"Sanosuke!" Megumi yelled, in horror of what she was seeing.

"Megumi," he said, kneeling down in front of her. "Megumi, will you marry me?"

The room was silent. Megumi looked at the two, wondering what she should say. Her answer was in her heart. She wanted to say yes, but she was so caught up in the moment that nothing would come out of her mouth.

This was just the thing Sano needed to get rid of Yahiko. If they were going to be married, then Yahiko would have no need to be hanging around. It was something he'd wanted to say for at least a year, but never had enough courage to ask. It was perfect.

Yahiko was lying where he had been thrown. Sano's words were ringing through his head. Stop crying! You're a little baby! He couldn't let himself cry. Crying is for the weak, he couldn't cry. But resistance was futile, and he cried. He cried like he had done so many times before. He had so many things on his mind. But how could she like somebody like Sano more than him. Sure, they had done so much together, but Yahiko was sure he was just as capable.

"Sanosuke, I'd," Megumi started. She looked over at the little huddled child in a corner, crying more than she had ever seen in her whole life. He looked up at her, biting his lip to stop the crying.

"Megumi," he choked out. "Why do you love him?"

It was a question she had never really thought of before.

"He's strong, handsome," Many of the things she wanted to say were not something Yahiko would need to hear. "He's kind to me, and he loves me as well."

"But, Megumi, I love you too. Even though you betrayed me, and ignored me, and treated me like I was lower than the ground you walk on, I still hoped, and I still do," he said, his eyes growing larger and bloodshot. "Your answer will not make any difference in my feelings. There are other ways of getting your love."

That last comment from Yahiko scared Megumi more than anything ever could have. Anything she said right now wouldn't matter. But then, why should she care? Yahiko was young, not needing to be involved in matters like this. He'd get over it eventually, and probably forget. He's just a kid, she told herself. And this kid is nothing special.

She walked up to Sano and wrapped her arms around him, and they kissed.

"I take that as a yes," Sano said, his hands moving to a familiar place on her.

Yahiko sat in the corner still, watching them make out in front of him. It felt so horrible, having his love being disregarded by her, and being totally ignored, but the love he felt was not feigning. But her love for him never grew, and he never expected it to. He got up and walked past the couple, who were too busy to notice him passing by, and closed the door as he left, just as Sano's shirt fell to the ground.

Her love for him would never grow, but for Sano it wouldn't stop. Unless Sano stopped. That was it. If something happened to Sano, she'd be alone. And to have somebody comfort her and be there, taking his place. It was exactly what he needed to do. But how? Where? When? The details still had to be thought through.

A/N once again: Yay! I'm so happy! And you all know how this fic is so serious? Well, I'm actually like the polar opposite of it. If you've seen FLCL or Bebop or .hacksign, I'm like Haru, Edward, and Sora. I'm mostly like Haru! I've killed him! Oops! Giving away a bit! Durn, just gave away more. Durn! SHTOP IT NOW!

Other me: neva! I will neva let go!

Me: shtop it now! LEAVE NOW AND NEVER COME BACK!

O.M: no!

Me: Yesh! Leave now!

O.M: fine.

Me: Nyexcellent! Sorry about that. As you can see, I'm nothing like the fic. But now that you know me you're not allowed to stop reading my stuff. I don't care if you're geek-a-phobic!