Yvonne Of course Yukio is "so extra"! HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE! And trust me I hate him too... and I created him... BUT, he's necessary.
Again... I own nothing but that "extra" Yukio.


It was 20 minutes after closing and Fuuko was sweeping the floor around the fake fireplace in the center of the Starbucks. The only lights illuminating the cozy coffee house were the lights behind the counter and the fireplace. Fuuko's mind began to wander to a certain pair of cool blue eyes as she continuously swept the same spot over and over again. Sighing, she stared off into space, thinking of the one she tossed aside like an old, unwanted doll. 'I miss him. Why did I drop him like a hot potato? What is wrong with me? Am I that afraid of commitment and...' She gulped. 'Intimacy?'

"Fuuko?" She snapped out of her little world she had escaped to when she heard a voice behind her. She turned her head to see Yukio standing there. "Can we talk Fuuko?" He asked quietly.

"Sure." Fuuko set the broom against the wall and looked into the brown eyes of her boss. 'Those eyes. They hold no emotion, almost as though he is keeping a barrier between us.' She thought to herself. 'Come to think of it, I never really looked directly into his eyes before.'

She sighed as she tried to concentrate on what Yukio was saying but all she could think of was Tokyia and his eyes that softened whenever he saw her, and his icy exterior that melted when he let her in to see the true him.

"...Fuuko are you even listening to me? I'm trying to say something important here!" Yukio asked accusingly.

Fuuko sighed. "I'm sorry Yukio. I don't think I can do this right now. I can't think or concentrate. I'm so tired. I just need to go home and get some sleep."

Yukio frowned. "If you go home now, you won't be coming back." He threatened as Fuuko paled. "Now that I have your attention, what I was saying was, I want you to be my girlfriend Fuuko, and nothing is going to stop me from getting what I want. Nothing ever has and nothing ever will. Tomorrow night, after your shift, you will accompany me to dinner and then we'll go to the club. Is that clear?"

Fuuko stared at her boss. 'This is unbelievable! Is this really happening?' "I... I can't go out tomorrow night, I have previous plans with a friend. And I can't just break out plans." Fuuko lied straight through her teeth without flinching.

Yukio raised an eyebrow cautiously, but believing what Fuuko said. "Alright... I will call you then. Don't forget Fuuko, I will have you as my girlfriend. And if you refuse... well, I just hope you don't like working here that much." He turned and walked out of the room.

Fuuko heard the back door slam as he left the coffee shop for her to clean up. Fuuko let out a little scream out of frustration. "I cannot BELIEVE this! Did he really threaten to fire me if I wouldn't date him!" Fuuko yelled to the empty shop. "Can he even DO that! This is turning out to be the weirdest day of my life."

Fuuko walked behind the counter and threw the broom at the back closet. As she did so, she heard the front door open and jingle the bell as it did so. "We're closed." Fuuko said while wringing a cloth in the sink.

She heard someone clear their throat, and she turned around. "Um... Fuuko?" She was confronted with those same blue eyes that haunted her all day. Tokyia stood in front of the counter for a second time that day. Fuuko sighed and averted her eyes as she began to wipe down the counter with the cloth.

"We're closed." Fuuko said coldly. Tokyia winced at her icy response. "I'm sorry Tokyia, I have to finish cleaning up here so I can head home. So, please..." Fuuko motioned at the door.

"But, I just wanted to talk to you for a minute!" He explained. "Don't shut me out Fuuko, please. Mimicking my icy exterior doesn't become you." Fuuko looked over her shoulder at him and sighed.

"Sorry. I just, can't talk right now. It's been a really weird night." Fuuko explained. "I don't know why but today has become official fuck with Fuuko day. Everything went wrong today... it all started with seeing you this morning." As soon as she said it, she regretted saying it. She saw Tokyia wince and give her a pained look.

"I'm sorry that I'm such a burden, and such a pain to see." He said through his teeth. "I didn't mean to interrupt your perfect life, since it's so much better without me." He turned quickly to walk away but stopped when he heard Fuuko make a protesting noise under her breath. He turned back to her to find her closer to him and away from the counter. He looked into her eyes only to see their bright green hazy with tears. He immediately went to her and drew her into his arms.

Fuuko was startled at first. 'This is bad Fuuko... he's not your boyfriend anymore.' She immediately thought, but then she gave into his warm embrace and cried into his chest. "I missed you so much Mi-Chan... Why did you let me get away with breaking your heart, and mine, too?" She sobbed and began to mumble incoherently into his chest as he held her close, smiling inwardly. 'Mi-chan... I missed her calling me that. Who would have guessed.'

"It's ok Fuuko... it's ok. Please stop crying. I don't like to see you cry." Tokyia said in effort to comfort her. He rubbed her back as he continued to talk to her. "What happened that brought on these tears? I hope it wasn't me." He backed away slightly and took her cheek in his hand, and brought it up to look at her tear stained face.

She sniffled lightly as she said, "I'm sorry. I got your shirt all wet." Tokyia smiled at her and shrugged it off. "It doesn't matter Fuuko... it's just a shirt. I don't care about it, I care about you." Fuuko sniffled again and attempted to smile but it only brought forth more tears. "Shhh... Fuuko, what's bothering you so much?"

"My... my... my boss. The guy from this morning. I told him earlier that I wasn't, nor could I be his girlfriend because I wasn't looking for a relationship, and he... he... tonight, he told me that if I don't date him, I'll lose my job." Fuuko explained through tears. "I need this job. If I lose it, I'll lose my apartment, my car... I won't have the money to pay for both." She looked up at Tokyia with tear soaked eyes.

He looked at her concerned. "He can't have you, so he needs to black mail you into going out with him? What an asshole." Tokyia half smiled at her and brushed away her tears with his thumb. "Fuuko. If you need, you could always stay with me." Fuuko began to protest when he continued. "I have an extra room. You even have your own bathroom. You can stay as long as you want, or until you find a new job and can get a new place of your own."

'This is not a smart idea Fuuko...' "Ok. I'll stay with you Tokyia." She said tentatively. 'Oh... great. This is just wonderful Fuuko, staying with your old boyfriend whom you are still head over heels in love with? Oh no, not sketchy at all.' Her inner voice warned her. "But I don't want to be a burden, Tokyia."

He laughed. "Fuuko, you could never be a burden on me. Ever. Ok, I'll wait outside and I'll follow you to your appartment, then you can follow me to my house after you've gathered everything you need." Fuuko nodded as Tokyia finally released her from his comforting grasp.

Fuuko took off her apron, and let down her hair as she began to walk out the back door. Suddenly, she turned back around and walked up to Yukio's office above the coffee shop. She let herself in and took a piece of paper and a pen from off his desk and scribbled something down quickly. She then lay her apron down on his desk and set the paper on top of it.

On the note to Yukio, there was a single word. "No."


I hope you guys are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it.

Lotsa luv Matsuri-Chan