Holy hell... I wanted to update last night but... got sidetracked... with my friends... and a party... so, YEAH!
Yvonne... haven't you ever taken a scalding hot shower to take your mind off of something? It makes it very difficult not to think of anything but how hot the freaking water is! Hehe... Annnywho. On with the fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Flame of Recca, yadda yadda... the songs in the story belong to G. Love and Special Sauce and Frou Frou.


In Starbucks across town, Yukio finally realized that Fuuko had not come in to work. He went up to his office, stepping very heavily on the stairs in rage. "Where the hell is she?" He screamed angrily. He swung the door open loudly and crossed the room to sit at his desk. As he sat there, he noticed an apron on his desk. He sat up to look at it closer. It had Fuuko's name tag on it with a not on top. He picked it up to see what it said. "NO!" He yelled as he threw the apron across the room. "No one says no to me! I always get what I want!" He got up out of his chair and went over to the door and slammed it shut. "You will be mine." Yukio growled.

Back in Tokyia's house, all was quiet. A little too quiet. He had cooked a breakfast for two, which he hadn't done since they were together. He was cleaning up the pans when he began to wonder about Fuuko. 'Where is she?' He thought to himself as he looked over to the breakfast table. It had two place settings out on the table with two cheese omelets with bacon and toast. There was a pitcher of orange juice out with two empty glasses waiting to be filled.

Tokyia walked over to the staircase and leaned over the railing. "Fuuko?" He said loudly. 'I hope she comes down for breakfast... I haven't seen her since she came in my room earlier.' "FUUKO?" He repeated a little louder. When there was no answer, he sighed and climbed the stairs and turned down the hall and headed toward her room.

He knocked lightly on the door. No answer. He knocked a little louder. "Fuuko, you in there?" He opened the door slowly and poked his head in. "Hello? You want some... break... fast?" He looked around and realized he was talking to no one. He raised an eyebrow questioningly. He walked further into the room looking for her. He quickly glanced out the window and saw her out of the corner of his eye. She was outside on the hammock with a blanket, reading. How had she snuck past him in the kitchen?

He gazed at her out the window. 'She's so beautiful... what I wouldn't give to have her back. Speaking of which... why did she leave me? We were more than perfect. We weren't only going out, we were best friends. It's not like we were moving too fast... we didn't even live together. She felt that we weren't ready for it yet, and I agreed. But... hmm... I should talk to her about that.' He thought to himself as he walked down the stairs and to the sliding door that led outside.

"Fuuko?" He said as he walked over to her. When she didn't look up, Tokyia walked closer to the hammock. He gazed at her, clad in pink converse sneakers, dark jeans, and an oversized light green sweatshirt. Wrapped in a light blue blanket, taken from the living room, she had fallen asleep. The book that she was reading lay across her chest, her hands still grasping it. He smiled softly and said her name again. Fuuko opened her eyes slowly and smiled up at him. "I must have dozed off, I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. I just came to see if you wanted to eat some breakfast... with me." Tokyia explained, trying not to get lost in her eyes. He noted how green her eyes looked when she wore the color. He half-smiled and motioned for her to follow him into the kitchen. She started to get up from the hammock but found that she couldn't. She cleared her throat to get his attention. "Tokyia?" He turned around. "Can you gimme a hand getting out of this thing? I don't really feel like falling out of it." He smiled at her and walked over, offering her his hands.

Tokyia pulled her up out of the hammock and she stumbled slightly. Fuuko found herself in his arms with her hands on his chest. She slowly looked up into his eyes and he tightened his grip around her. They stood there for a while before Fuuko attempted to pull herself away from him. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stumble or anything." Fuuko said without thinking as she pulled herself out of his warm embrace. 'Living with him is going to be a lot more difficult than I thought. Every time I find myself in his arms, it gets harder to get away.'

"Alright, let's go eat. I made omelets." Tokyia said hopefully. Fuuko nodded and followed Tokyia into the kitchen.

After a quiet breakfast with little conversation, Fuuko took the liberty of cleaning the dishes while Tokyia went into his office to work. Once inside, he let out a long sigh. He went over to his desk and looked around for his stereo remote. When he found it, he turned on his stereo. '11:14 am... wow. I never start working this late.' Tokyia thought to himself, as the CD began to play and he sat down at his computer to finish writing his new program. The first song began to play as Tokyia sighed and started typing.

Baby we've been through a lot
And everybody's leaving town
Looking for better things
But I found what I want
And I got no problem working
I wish to god
That my heart would stop hurting...

Tokyia glared at the stereo as he grabbed the remote and turned off the music. Why did everything make him think of her. 'I can't even listen to music without her popping into my head. I don't mind her in my head... but thinking of her reminds me that we're not together. She still seems to be pushing me away, so why even try anymore.'

In the kitchen, Fuuko had finished cleaning up and spotted a newspaper on the counter. 'I guess I should start looking for jobs... living with Tokyia is a helluva lot more difficult than I thought. If I don't move out soon, I may find myself in a situation that I don't know how to deal with. Especially with our rooms connected.' She sighed to herself as she grabbed the classifieds and went up to her room.

Once inside, she fished around inside a box for her CD player and took it out. She tossed the paper on the floor and grabbed a pillow from the bed. Laying down on the floor, she put on her headphones and pressed play on the CD player. Fuuko opened the paper and began looking for any job that would suit her.

Drink up baby doll
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
'Cause it's all going off without you...

Fuuko forgot what she was doing as she listened to the voice that sang in her ears. She began to think about those icy blue eyes that saw down into her very soul and brought her comfort. She loved those eyes.

Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy
These mishaps
You bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like...

Fuuko half grunted and half laughed at the lyrics. 'How the hell can a song know me so well? I don't know what I want anymore. I want him... but I don't want to get into a serious intimate relationship with someone and then get my heart broken into bits.' She sighed as she though about his eyes again. 'I love those eyes... but more importantly, I love him.'

So, let go, let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the break down
So, let go, l-let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown...

Fuuko sat up listening intently to the music in her ears, paying close attention to the lyrics that seemed to be speaking to her. 'I need to get over my fear some how... if I can't face intimacy, I can never conquer it. I need to... do something about this. I will... No. I can't face them. I'm scared.'

It gains the more it gives
And then it rises with the fall
So hand me that remote
Can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow?
Such boundless pleasure
We've no time for later
Now you can't await
Your own arrival
You've twenty seconds to comply...

Sitting on the floor, clutching the pillow to her chest, Fuuko listened intently to the lyrics as tears began to form in her emerald eyes. Listening to the song brought her over the edge. 'That's it... I need to get over it sometime... and that sometime is now.' Not moving and still clutching the pillow, she thought about what she was going to do.

So, let go, so let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, yeah let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's alright
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown...

Taking the headphones off, she tossed the pillow back onto her bed and crossed the room to open the door. Once opened, Fuuko stood in the doorway concentrating on breathing and getting up the courage for what she was about to do. She went down the stairs and found her way to Tokyia's office.

He looked up to her as she opened the door. Forcing a half smile, he remembered he gave up on trying to get her back. 'It will be difficult, but it must be.' Fuuko stood in the doorway, gazing at him. Tears still dried to her cheeks, Tokyia looked at her with his caring, concerned look that made her feel like the most important person in the world. "Are you alright Fuuko?" He said while standing up and moving around his desk, coming closer to her. He stopped a few feet before her remembering his decision.

Fuuko smiled at him. A smile that made him melt. A smile that brought him back a few years to when they were together. Fuuko caught her breath, 'here goes nothing.' Fuuko finished what Tokyia started, she closed the distance between them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his.


Hehehe... evil Matsuri-Chan with her evil cliff-hanger... MUAHAHAHA! You'll just haveta keep reading to see what happens now won't you. I finally got another review... not from my hardcore reviewer Yvonne! More would be greatly appreciated.

Lotsa luuuuuuuv,
Matsuri-Chan