Sorry for the abrupt ending last chapter. Believe me, I really really wanted them to get on with it. Oh well, I hope you enjoyed last chapter's scene. Please do leave a review, it makes me happier. I also uploaded another story, The Blue Flower, a YuiNak fic. You guys might want to check that one out too. And tell me what you think?

XxLadyYuixX: Wow! Thanks for reading this fic even though you're not a lemon fan! And thanks much for the compliment, I was a bit scared it might read too hentai. I mean, I honestly don't want it to sound like they simply need each other for sex. Thanks again for reading!

Fallenmad: Ahaha! I initially wanted them to do it, but I realized the whole fic's been full of them and I wanted to give more background and structure to their complicated relationship.

NiennaOronar: Ahaha! You bet parents can be like that! I intended their appearance to bring Yui and Hotohori back to the real world. I wanted them to realize that there's something beyond their four-walled paradise. There are things beyond their control and that's the whole concept of serendipity. :]

Oh, I've said too much again! Anyway, thanks for reading and don't forget to review! Au revoir!

Disclaimer: FY is not mine, I would be super rich by now if it were.

Chapter 8: They Never Touched Me

By Slavedriver2008

"What took you so long, sweetie?" Mom asked after I opened the door. She and Dad planted a quick kiss on my forehead and went inside the apartment even before I can let out a voice in protest.

"I'm sorry, I was taking a bath and I fell asleep," I reasoned out. It was a known fact that I often fall asleep in the bathtub, especially after a long grueling day. I couldn't possibly tell my parents the truth, right?

"You should stop doing that, it's not good for your lungs," Dad said matter-of-factly. He's a doctor, by the way, they both were. Dad was a cardiologist while Mom was a surgeon. I wanted to be a pediatrician, for a change. I don't exactly intend to be under their tutelage in the workplace.

"Why are you back so soon?" I asked, trying not to sound disappointed. They were my parents, I should be happy to see them. I actually am happy to see them, it's just that...well...I was excited for other things. "I thought you're staying for another week in…Paris?"

"Berlin, sweetie," mom corrected. She went straight to the kitchen and started to open the window. Panic struck me and I ran toward her in the fastest I can muster, dragging my swollen ankle.

"MOM! Let me do that!" I took her away from the window and opened it myself. I stood in front of it, trying hard to not give her the chance to peek out.

"What's wrong sweetie? I thought you hated opening that window. Brings in too much light, you said." Mom frowned and I tried to put on an innocent face.

"That was well…I like it now," I stated like a petulant child.

"You should, little Yui." It was Dad, just entering the kitchen. "That window could save your life in case of fires and earthquakes." I nodded briefly, the fire exit can be reached through this window, and yes, it could save my life. But right now, it might make it much much more complicated, especially since Sai was hiding in it.

"So, until when are you staying in Tokyo?" I asked, trying to divert the attention from the fire exit.

"Just a week, honey," Dad answered. "Your mom and I just need to make some arrangements then we'll be gone for a month." He walked toward me and planted another kiss on my forehead. "You'll manage for another month without us, right?"

"Yeah…I guess…" I nodded softly. Why can I not manage? I've been alone in the apartment most of the time. "Are you staying here?"

"No sweetie, we're staying in Kyoto. We have a flight in two hours. Your grandmother wanted to discuss your future." I saw her open the refrigerator. My future? "Why is your refrigerator bare? How do you survive here? Maybe I should send Kisa-san."

"Mom! I can manage on my own," I defended, Kisa-san was my nanny. She took care of me since I was a kid and she was on the strict side. No running, no TV, sleep on time, blah blah blah. Having her around was…no! "I can't just run to the grocery store in my state. And besides…I don't always stay here. What do you mean my future?"

"Your grandmother called us during the medical conference, suddenly asking when you plan to get married, sweetie," Mom said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"And…?"

"Apparently, your grandmother knows a well-respected family who's looking for a fitting bride for their son…" Dad supplied in. I thought I saw distaste in his tone. I know he doesn't want me to get married. Heck, I don't even want to get married!

"Dad, I don't want to get married! I'm only 18! Have you told grandma I haven't even had a decent boyfriend?!" I said loudly. I've always had this fear of relationships and talking about it gives me the creeps. I didn't grow up in a dysfunctional incomplete family. My family was actually a rather conservative and clannish lot. They prefer we all stick together and all those ideal stuff.

"We know, sweetie. That's why we told your grandmother that you're currently focusing on your studies," Mom said calmly. "Aha! I found grounded coffee beans. Dad, do you want a cup?"

"Yes, please, honey," Dad said affectionately and Mom smiled at him. I blushed at their closeness. I can't believe Sai was hearing all these. "So, you still don't have a boyfriend?"

I blushed and tried to stay calm. "None, Dad. Your little girl's still single. I'm still yours." Dad let out a chuckle and Mom looked at me.

"Sweetie, are you a lesbian?"

My eyes widened and Dad cleared his throat. "MOM! I am…NOT!" The sound of brewed coffee filled the air and Mom immediately walked toward the coffee maker. She took out three cups and filled it with the dark liquid.

"I'm just asking, Yui. You're so defensive," Mom said and I rolled my eyes, trying to stop myself from saying anything more. Why were we suddenly having a perfectly family-oriented conversation? It was not always like this when they visit? What happened?

"Don't get offended, honey," Dad stated but I knew he was quite disturbed by my reaction. "It's just one of the things your Mom and I talk about once in a while. I'm glad you clarified that."

"You talk about me and my…preferences?" I breathed out. "I can't believe this, my parents think I'm hitting on girls." I pouted. Sai would get a good laugh when he hears this, actually, I think he was laughing right this instant.

"Sweetie, you disappeared for a month with Miaka. Some people talk. We wouldn't disown you if you indeed prefer women," Mom said and I remembered the time when Miaka and I got into the book. Miaka's brother, Keisuke, said we were there for almost a month. But why the hell didn't they make an excuse?

"I am not a lesbian and I am not infatuated with my bestfriend," I stated as I took the cup of coffee she offered.

"You used to cut your hair really short," Mom pointed out.

I frowned. "So what? It was the style of the season." Mom was starting the questioning. I hate being questioned about little things, especially about my gender. I was too girly to prefer girls. I mean, I'm quiet, yes, but that doesn't mean I prefer girls from boys.

"You had the bob for three years, Yui," Mom clarified.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, so I don't want the boys' attention. Is that so bad? Dad, back me up here, please?" I looked at him but he just offered a tiny smile. I can't do anything about your Mom when she starts getting motherly, his eyes said.

She sat beside Dad in the table and handed him the coffee. "What exactly is wrong with having suitors, sweetie? You're a beautiful girl, its natural for you to attract men."

"Not if they're obvious perverts. Dad, Mom's getting out of hand!" I blinked at him and he just smiled back.

"You don't even go out on dates. You seldom talk over the phone about boys…" She stated calmly, more of talking to herself than to me.

"I've been kissed, Mom, AND by a boy—man—if that's what you wanted to know." I blurted out and Dad choked on his drink.

"WHAT?" Dad bellowed. "Who was it?" Mom giggled and gave me the You-shouldn't-have-said-that-in-front-of-your-dad look. Holy Seiryuu, I wanted to cut my tongue right then and there!

"Dad…"

"How many have you kissed, sweetie? Come on, Mom and I won't get mad," He asked and I flushed all over.

"…Four…?"

"And Miaka's not part of the count?" Mom clarified.

"MOM! For the hundredth time, I am not a lesbian and I never intend to kiss Miaka or any girl!" I sputtered and some of the coffee spilled on my hands. I placed it on the window pane and looked at my parents, who were obviously having the time of their lives putting me on the spot.

"Right. I just want to make sure."

"So, these boys…" Dad started. My Dad spoils me a lot and he doesn't want me to date and I think he's scared of me going out and getting involved with any guy. I knew he wanted the best for me, all fathers were like that. And I was somehow lucky in that part.

"Dad…" Dad raised an eyebrow and gave me those I'm-serious-tell-the-truth type of looks. Even though they're out of the country most of the time, I knew what my parents' looks meant and I know what to do or should not do. "Fine. The first two just kissed me by mistake or force or something like that. It was completely uncalled for and I never reciprocated in any possible way."

"And the last two?" He turned to me, his face serious.

"Well…Nakago was…" I unconsciously said his name out.

"Nakago? From what family is he?" Mom asked and I briefly wondered why the hell I mentioned his name.

Pain shot through me when I remembered that day. I never thought it would still hurt. "Please Dad, let's not talk about him."

Dad must have sensed my queasiness. "Okay then, the fourth?"

Sai returned to my thoughts. Oh, Seiryuu. I remembered he was sitting patiently in the fire exit, probably shivering from the upcoming twilight. "Well…"

"Name?" he inquired and I blushed. I can't tell them I'm dating the Prince of Japan, can I?

"Dad…"

"When did you kiss him?" Five minutes ago?

"DAD!" I stated defensively. Why the hell was he so interested?

"Are you simply playing around or you seriously like him?" he continued asking and I flushed from his queries.

"Dad! I don't…I don't play around!" I stuttered. What would Sai say if he heard this?

"So you're serious about him?" Dad raised an eyebrow and I swallowed hard.

"There's no relationship."

"Why not?" Mom inquired. I felt trapped standing at the window. Why did the conversation come to this? I was always careful in using words in front of them. When did I become so expressive and…honest?

"We haven't discussed it…and I don't think we should talk about it," I said softly, I was saying it out to myself than to them.

"Again, why not?" Dad's serious voice made me heave a sigh.

"There are so many things to consider, Dad."

"Like what exactly, Yui?"

"Like he's…completely out of my league and he's probably in love with someone else or something like that." I let out and I looked away. I was using too much 'something'. I obviously don't know what to say. It was night time now, Sai was probably freezing to death in the fire exit. I should think up of something fast.

"What if he loves you, sweetie?" It was Mom. I gaped at her when she asked. I haven't given it a thought. What if Sai loves me? What if…?

"What if he doesn't?" I tried to kill the surging hope in my heart. What we're having was not something he'd take seriously. It's just sex, wasn't it? Just sex. "I appreciate the fact that you missed me and I honestly missed you so much Mom, Dad. But let's talk about something else. Are you staying for dinner?" I flashed them my warmest smile.

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Unfortunately, my parents did stay for dinner. A surprise, really, since they were never the type to cancel their flights for me. I was happy they stayed but I was wary the whole time we were eating. I was sickeningly worried about Saihitei. He was in my thought the whole time, I bet he would be fuming because I let him out in the cold.

The thought of us having a relationship played countless times in my head. I want him and I know that for some unexplainable reason, he wanted me just as much. But the want was simply a feeling that overpowered us, much as we wanted to control it. Somehow, my parents' sudden appearance on my doorway brought us back to the fact that what we had, and will probably continue once they left, was something shallow.

I cringed at the thought of wanting him for sex's sake. What would happen after we satiated our desires? What would happen after I finished tutoring Boshin? Would I see him again? Would he want to see me? Would he still feel the same wanting when we meet again? Would I feel it too?

Loneliness filled me. I didn't want him to forget me so easily. And I don't want to forget him. Do I want his love? Maybe. Yes. I wanted him to love me. But can I love him? Can I trust him? He's a Suzaku sei, what would happen if he meets Miaka? Would he realize he wanted her more than he wanted me? I wanted to bang my head on the wall. Stop thinking, I told myself. Stop getting ahead of yourself. I've told myself countless times that I will never be weak again and I'll never attach myself deeply to any man.

It was already nine in the evening when my parents left me struggling with my thoughts. Tamahome lied to me. Nakago used me. Why would Saihitei be any different? He's just like Tamahome, he can't leave Miaka. He's probably like Nakago, he never told me everything and he would probably just use and hurt me in the end. Why did I always end up loving men who can never love me back? Why do I want men who can never be mine?

"Care to share what's running in that beautiful head…" Sai's voice brought me back to reality and I closed my eyes as he leaned down and plant a soft warm kiss on my lips. "…Little Yui?"

Redness spread through my face and I pouted. "I can't believe you were listening." He leaned down to kiss me again and I was momentarily swept away by the movement of his lips. He pushed me closer to the sink and I moaned when his hardness brushed between my legs.

"You shouldn't have opened the window," Sai whispered in-between kisses and I blushed. "Gods, waiting for you made me hungry." He nibbled on my lower lip and I let out a small laugh.

"Mom cooked—"

"I want something else," he cut me and I blushed. He abruptly pulled the dress over my head and I laughed when I realized he'd pulled it off me twice and this time, I was not ashamed to be bare before him. He kissed me abruptly after I was free of the cloth and his hand unhooked my bra and hastily threw it away as well. I gasped when he held my breast and rubbed it between his fingers.

"Sai…" I called softly when our lips parted and I pulled the shirt over his head. My hands wrapped around his back and I almost jumped when our skins met. "You're cold. Are you okay?"

"Make me warm," he commanded. Saihitei pushed my hips on the counter and he started to rub himself to me. I let out another soft moan. He captured my lips again and continued caressing my hardened breast. "I'm the fourth…That doesn't sound too pleasing."

I let out a small laugh. So this why he was so touchy all of a sudden—ego speaks. Men tend to be like that, don't they? They had to be the first, they always wanted to be the first in everything—especially with girls. Too competitively annoying. "They never touched me…" I whispered when he turned his attention on my neck. "They never made me scream their names …" I added and he bit my neck. "…And I never let them bite my neck."

Sai chuckled while planting small kisses on my collarbone. Gods, I wanted to please him. I never wanted to please a guy before. And I never wanted to please him, of all people! What happened to "he's like all the guys who hurt me before" mantra?

"Say you want me," he urged and my mouth opened in pleasure when he slid his tongue from the base of my breast to the pert tip. White spots filled my vision and I placed my right elbow on the counter to support my arching body.

"Yes, yes. I want you, Sai…" I moaned out, dazed and aroused from the movements of his tongue over my bare chest. I lifted my right leg with the injured ankle around his hips and he pushed me deeper to the counter. "I want you…" I unconsciously repeated. I closed my eyes when he bit my nipple, my left hand clasping his head. "Sai…Gods, I want you!"

Sai hastily pulled my underwear off me and placed a warm hand over my aching and very wet center. "Promise me, Yui..." I looked down at him and he leaned up to meet my gaze. "Promise me you won't marry him."

"What…?" I moaned as he caressed me. I was dazed and my head couldn't comprehend much of what we were talking about. I looked questioningly at him.

He pushed me further to the counter, my spine hitting the corner. "Promise me you'll never marry the one your grandmother wanted for you. Promise me, please…" It was the first time I heard him plead and I laughed, lightness filling my system.

"Of course I won't marry him." He bit my neck and I let out a louder satisfied moan.

"Say it again. Yui, please…" He sounded frustrated, for some reason.

I pulled his head to face me. "I won't marry him if you don't want me to." His face lighted up. "Now, stop whining and make love to me!" He laughed and I blushed when I realized what I just said. Without another word, he lifted me up and placed me on the counter. He parted my legs and before I could grasp what he was about to do, he leaned down and pleasured me with his mouth and tongue. "Gods! Sai!"

I cried in pleasure. My body leaned on the wall, my body arched to his mouth and I moaned his name over and over again. My eyes closed and I ran my fingers through his hair and held him between my legs. Gods, the feeling was amazing. No words could describe the pleasure I felt as his tongue slid through every folds of my being. No arching of my body could match the burning sensation when his tongue darted furiously at a certain nib in my open legs. And my voice could never match the screaming desire when he inserted two fingers and rubbed a spot inside me.

Tears stung my eyes, not from pain but from sheer pleasure. And I screamed his name as I melted in a comfortable white blanket of desire. Our desire. It flowed from me and he drank it. I opened my eyes and I met his hazel eyes filled with the same desire that was filling me. In fast heady movements, we struggled with his belt, pants, boxers, any form of clothing that separated our bodies. He pulled me toward him and I felt his throbbing manhood in my entrance.

"Saihitei…" I moaned as we both try to control our breathing. He was struggling to not enter me hastily, he knew it was my first time and it might hurt. "Oh Sai…fuck me…please." I gasped when he swiftly entered me and I screamed in pain. My nails sank on his shoulders and he groaned.

"Yui…gods…so tight," He mumbled and we stood still, our breathings heavy from the suddenness of the situation. I placed my head on his shoulder, trying hard to not cry from the pain that enveloped my body. "Yui…I'm sorry…"

"Shut up. I—" I said and I moved closer to him, he went deeper inside me and I stifled a pained moan.

"Don't move. You'll get hurt," he said softly and his hands rubbed my back. I wrapped my arms closer to him and tried to relax.

"Sai…are you…" I asked, slightly doubtful. "Do you still belong to someone?" I closed my eyes and buried my head on his shoulder. Why did I even ask?

Sai grumbled and he let out a light laugh. "If you count Japan as a person, yes I already belonged to someone else." My jaw clenched. "But if you mean to ask if I belong to any girl…" He leaned down and kissed my ear. "I can belong to you if you want…" I immediately turned to face him and the sudden movement brought back the pain between my legs. I yelped and he steadied me against the wall. I was blushing tremendously when I met his gaze. He smiled at me warmly. Flushed, I blinked and looked away.

"Well?" He probed and I looked straight at him, redness still evident over my face.

"Huh?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes and I almost laughed. "Yes or a no? Do you want me or…?" Sai let the last word hang and I breathed heavily. He was starting to move in and out of me slowly. I opened my mouth to answer him.

The doorbell rang.

Annoyance seeped through me and Sai cursed. He slowly pulled himself from me and put me down. Pain filled my system and I winced when I saw blood gushing down my legs. I leaned to the counter to steady myself, my knees were wobbling and I felt battered.

"Oh Yui…I'm sorry…" His face softened when he saw my state. He placed a kiss on my lips and I smiled at him. "This was not how I imagined making love to you."

I but my lip, so he was indeed thinking of me and what happened to us in his room. "Can I have a glass of water, please? Can you open the door?" The doorbell rang again, successive rings that made my head throb.

Sai opened the refrigerator and got me a glass of cold water. I was finished putting on my underwear and bra when he offered it to me. I took it and gulped the cold contents hungrily. The doorbell rang again, this time longer between another long annoying ring.

"Just a sec!" I screamed out of frustration. Sai was already finished with his pants when I turned to him. "I'm sorry, maybe it's a wrong idea to do it in my place."

He took my dress from the floor and helped me into it. "No, it's not." He planted another sensuous kiss on my lips. I returned it and a satisfied moan left me. The doorbell rang again and Sai slapped the marble counter. "Who could it be this time?"

With a sexy swagger, he scooped his shirt from the floor and hastily put it on before he reached the door. I walked slowly behind him and I saw the intense way he turned the knob and slammed the door open. I saw his body stiffened and before I could ask him who it was, a piercing scream filled the air.

"HOTOHORI!"

I closed my eyes and touched my head in frustration. This will happen, but why so soon? And why at our state? Couldn't it have happened tomorrow instead? I walked toward Saihitei and was thinking of how to explain things to him when another thing shocked me.

"Miaka?" It was not my voice.

It was Sai.

A/N: Oh no, Sai recognized Miaka...