WARNING: Sex, language, and tons-o-fun.

This is after the last chapter, before the first couple of chapters.

Current tally:

Ken: ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Davis: ♥♥♥♥♥

Yolei did make an attempt at throwing the cups in the bag as she cleaned up. However, her frustration seemed to affect her aim. Davis, instead of cleaning up the initial mess from the wickedly awesome party he just threw, followed after Yolei as she created her own mess.

"I mean – I know he's busy and all, but where do I fit into his life?" Yolei asked, throwing a cup behind her, apparently using the mind powers to assure its arrival into the bag. This was a failure, and Davis picked it up as he followed her. "He's graduating. Before me!–mind you. I don't get how he'll have time with university and working at the stupid book store. We barely had time to be together now. Let's throw on college classes and a part-time job."

Davis was slightly shocked at the rambling that came out of Yolei's mouth. The rambling, that was normal, but the subject of the rambling was something different. Yolei rarely talked about personal issues, let alone talk about Ken. She knew they didn't get along, but they were her best friends. She tried to avoid confrontation the best she could and talking about one around the other usually didn't lead her anywhere nice.

"Well, did you tell him?" Davis asked, emptying the crumbs out of the chips bowl and setting that next to other dirty dishes. "I mean – he's trying, right? Maybe if you told him, he'll think about it more."

"That's the thing. He's trying. I feel like a brat demanding attention from him. It's not like he's screwing around or anything." Yolei paused and looked at the cup in her hands, "I don't know. I just miss him sometimes. He's going to be gone this weekend and I thought we would be able to spend some time together."

"You know," Davis offered, "you can call me whenever you want and we can hang out. I'm much better company than Ken Ichijouji."

Yolei smiled at the tone in his voice, looking back at Davis. "I think I might have to take you up on that," she said, walking closer to finally put a cup in the garbage bag.

Closing the gap between them was something Davis waited all night to do. When Ken arrived, Davis stayed far away as possible. When Ken left, Davis went closer, but not close enough to cause suspicion from their friends. Now that they were alone, he wasn't afraid to lean closer and kiss her.

Davis had been planning to take their affair farther. He made Yolei promise to stay afterwards and help him clean up if he assisted her in taking inventory of her parent's store. Inventorying took longer than expected, considering they began to make out in the storage room and abandoned their task for a while. He attempted to push her farther, but she resisted. Time has passed since then. Now seemed like a good time.

"What time will your parents be home?" Yolei asked before kissing him again, not afraid to introduce her tongue into his mouth. Davis pulled away, looking down at his wrist watch. It read 10:58 in digital numbers.

"An hour," he said, estimating the best he could.

This seemed to be enough for her. When he kissed her again, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Movements intensified fast, and it wasn't long before Davis's hand was working its way up her shirt and under her bra. After that, it was Davis's belt buckle being undone, then Yolei's.

Davis took her then and there on his sofa. Not that long ago, she sat there next to Ken, talking and enjoying his company. Now, she moaned Davis' name as he brought her to the edge. He enjoyed listening to her fill her mind with him, pushing Ken out and away for the time being. Davis was the one inside her, not Ken, and his mission was accomplished.

For years, he wanted to have the one person that meant the world to Ken to forget him. One night didn't feel like it would be enough. Going to Ken and rubbing it into his face as to how he fucked Yolei on his sofa wouldn't have the same effect as going to Ken and telling him that he fucked Yolei over and over again, behind his back and under his nose.

Davis felt no remorse as he handed Yolei her shorts, reminding her that he parents would be home shortly. No feelings stirred in his heart as he watched her leave, making sure the door was locked before she left, and heading off to her house alone.