I know, I know. You guys hate me. I haven't updated in over two weeks, and I should be shot. (Hides behind giant rock, watching for evil people with guns)

I finally moved my stupid, lazy butt and made chapter 2 of The Beginning of Love. Aren't you all so proud of me? (Runs away and hides again)

I feel horrible now. But I had writer's block for this story and felt like quitting because I couldn't think of anything to write.

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"What is wrong with me?" Chase cried, frustrated. He pulled angrily at his hair, although not too hard. "Why can't I stop damn thinking about that alien woman?"

Hearing Sakaya's name, even in his mind, made his heart leap and his brain freeze for a fraction of a second. "Argh…"

He still couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. Every time he thought about Sakaya, it was like there was a monster in his chest, roaring to get free. And some days he even felt sadness that there was nobody here to be with, that he was all alone. He tried to get rid of the strange feelings he had, but couldn't. He even tried to stop thinking about Sakaya altogether, but that made him think of her again.

He looked around his lair. A few days ago, he would have thought it was the best place to be in the entire world- warm and with plenty of space to roam and pace. But now, it felt strange desolate and the air seemed to mock him with its new coldness. He felt that he was alone in the world, and that to take over was pointless. He had gotten a small taste of love and he was hungry for it. But it had left him with only pointless desire that could never come to him. His built-up lust was worthless.

He took a walk. Usually it helped him feel better as he looked around at the world, at all of the things that would soon be his once he took over the world. But he realized that he didn't want to take over the world anymore. His dream had dissolved suddenly because of one simple emotion. Love.

He wanted nothing more than to sink into the earth, feeling lowly. How could he have fallen down at Love's knees, letting it destroy everything he had built up for: The ruthlessness, the longing to dominate and destroy, the thousands of victories that had been his?

He practiced his moves for a while. It renewed his old energy; something that he was very grateful for in this highly unstable time. He felt a flood of relief fall over him as he accelerated his punching and kicking speed.

Out of nowhere, a brilliant light blinded him. "What is the meaning of this?" he cried, outraged that someone dared to interrupt his training.

"It's me, Chase," said a despicably familiar female voice. Chase averted his eyes immediately and tried to hide all traces of emotion, although in his mind he was desperately trying to find a way out of confronting Sakaya. Yet deep inside of him, he had a wild longing to talk to her and do something with her, to see her again as he had missed her in the days she had been gone.

"What is it that you want?" Chase said, trying to put on the façade of being angry. "You have no business here, woman."

"Oh, but I do," Sakaya said. Chase could not help but stare, even while trying to push his eyes away from the sight of her face. "Can I see that orb I gave you? I've received a notice that it's changed or something like that. Either way, I just want to see how."

"No," Chase said firmly. He didn't want Sakaya of all people to know that he had already started to become what she wanted him to be.

"I have my ways of finding it," Sakaya said simply, giving him a smile that would have made an angel envious.

Chase went to his storage room for objects like the orb. He opened the door of the cabinet in which it was hidden and said coldly, "Here it is."

"Excellent," Sakaya said, looking at it carefully. She studied the white parts that had suddenly emerged since she last visited. "Your tainted heart is already beginning to become purified of the evil that possessed you for 1500 years. I would have to say I'm really glad for you, Chase. But what caused this to happen to you? In all these years you have remained cold and vicious, and yet at my very arrival and warning, you change tremendously. Why is that?"

"That is none of your business," Chase said angrily. "Why does all of this matter to you, anyways? Why are you so interested in me?"

"Because I want you to change and become a good person, a noble warrior. Only that can save you from the terrible fate that awaits you, Chase. It has been prophesized that you will die after experiencing the cruelest thing in the world, because you have not kept your promise to the devil. So I plead of you, will you allow me to help you and answer my question?" Sakaya had a serious face. She looked deeply concerned for Chase, and this made Chase feel extremely embarrassed.

"All right," Chase said smoothly. "I am afraid of what would happen to me if I didn't start changing. For I detest the Devil and know of his antics."

"That must have been very hard for you to admit," Sakaya said admiringly. "A great lord, fearing the power of the Devil yet admitting the truth to a woman of no great significance… I'm proud of you for that."

Chase suddenly felt that the temperature had gone up about 20 degrees. His face felt flushed to him and he felt a pleasant tingling sensation going through his body. Sakaya, proud of him… he snapped back to reality as quickly as he had fallen out of it, knowing that this behavior was extremely dangerous to his reputation.

"Well, I'm glad you are," Chase said indifferently. "Now why else are you here?"

"Oh," Sakaya looked down slightly. "No reason. I was told to check on you today to see how you've been doing. You know."

Chase saw a look of guilt creep into her delicately structured face. He had a sneaking suspicion that she was lying to him. "Are you keeping something from me?"

"All right. The commander could have chosen anyone, but I wanted to come and check on you because…well…it's just that ever since I met with you the first day, my thoughts keep lingering back to you. I just figured I needed to see you again at least one more time, you know?" Sakaya blushed, a light pink spreading slowly across her cheeks.

"You missed me?" Chase asked, shocked. He hadn't been brave enough to admit his true feelings to Sakaya, yet here Sakaya was, obviously giving it away that she liked him more than what she had appeared to earlier on. He had a deep desire burning to tell her what he felt towards her as well, but he knew he needed to control himself before he made another impulsive move. "Well, that's quite a surprise considering that the first day you spoke with me, you seemed to treat me with great indifference."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that, it's just that…I had to be serious for my mission," Sakaya said, clearly ashamed.

"Er…" Chase was about to say that it was okay for her to be serious, as he was always serious, but realized that it would sound tremendously stupid.

"Hey, Chase?" Sakaya asked, her expression playful again. "Can I ask you a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Can I stay with you for a while? Like, in your palace?" Sakaya asked.

"All right. But stay away from me," Chase said.

"All right. Then it's settled," Sakaya said, smiling.

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Umm… if you have any suggestions, please tell me since I really can't think of much right now.