Psymon layed in his bed and stared at the cieling. He qualified for the finals. So did Kaori. And their confrontation had been on his mind all day, even during the race. He could not get her off of his mind. And it... scared him. He was Psymon Stark, world class badass. He wasn't supposed to have mushy feelings for a girl like Kaori, someone who was his polar opposite. But he did, and he wanted to be with her so much right now. So he didn't come off so smooth earlier that day. Maybe girls don't exactly swoon if you ask them to fuck in an alley. But what was he supposed to say? 'Hey, let's make love?' Psh...

Psymon sat up on his bed and just sat there, not moving, not even breathing. Just thinking. The other night in the cabin was the closest he had ever felt to... anyone. He had been with other people. Most girls were just... dumb. They wanted him for what he had. Fame. Fortune. Maybe even his body. And though he'd never admit it, Psymon didn't think he had the best body in the world... but maybe someone like Kaori did. And she had everything else he had, so he didn't have to worry about her using him. Maybe she could... love him?

Psymon stood up in his room, the city lights shining through his window and glistening off of his naked body. He slipped on a pair of ripped up jeans and a jacket and walked out the door. He had done enough thinking. It was time to act.

He walked down the endless hallways of the hotel, a seeming labyrinth of doors and lights, until he got to the princess suite. That's where Kaori would be staying. That's where she always stayed. He prayed that she wouldn't be out with the other riders doing the club scene, as that's usually what they did after the qualifying rounds. But Kaori wasn't a partier... was she? How would he know? A lot had changed over the past two years... Kaori spoke perfect english now and dressed like a woman, not the teen sensation she used to be.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, every second he waited seeming like an hour. But finally the door opened, and Kaori frowned, leaning against the wall next to the door in her pink spaghetti strap shirt, her hair still in a bun.

"What's this? Come to taunt me some more?" She said, looking a little hurt. Psymon just gently shook his head and looked down.

"I came to... i dunno, apologize i guess..." He said, looking at her slightly, then looking away. She raised her eyebrow.

"Why?" She asked, sounding a little intrigued.

"Why not?"

"I don't know, isn't it not in your nature to apologize or something?" She said, lossening up a little. Then with a sigh, she looked down. "Wanna come in and sit down or something?"

Psymon just nodded, following her to the couch. She sat across from him, pulling her knees up to her chin.

"I just... I didn't mean what I said earlier today."

"You mean you didn't want to have sex with me?" She laughed a little. Psymon just blushed slightly

"No... I..." he stuttered a little. "I did... but I didn't mean it like that."

Kaori looked at him and gave him a small smile.

"Kaori, I think... I think I like you." He mumbled, barely audible. Kaori just looked away and grinned.

"What was that?"

"I said... I think I like you." He looked at her, a little bit of shame in his eyes. Kaori smiled warmly at him.

"Don't worry." She said, moving across and slowly touching her lips to his. "Your secret is safe with me."

"Good. Because you are the only person who is allowed to see me like this." He smiled.

"I'll be sure to be extra catty with you in front of the cameras..." She said, kissing him again, slowly and lovingly. He was overcome with some kind of joy, blushing profusely. And they just layed there and embraced and kissed, and at that moment, the world was perfect.

A/N: cues Suzanne Vega's 'Gypsy' to play New chapter by popular demand after...oh...2 YEARS! a little short, and im sorry about that. oh well. I think this was the end, unless everybody wants more, then i'll think about it.