Tokyo, Japan, 1 pm

*****JAEJOONG'S POV*****

I ran my hand through my raven-coloured hair, shooting glances at the sexy twat on my left. We were finally in Japan, making our way down one of the main streets in Tokyo. I can't help but long for Yunho to notice me. To talk to me. To be with me… Anything, just so that he can be by my side. I've tried to hide it, but now I guess I need to come clean sooner or later. I love him. I pull my iPod out of my pocket and flip it over, using it as a mirror. Rays of warm, comforting sunlight reflect onto my face. I can't help but smile. I bring a hand to my pale face, and check my appearance. I feel like such a girl. Aish! Just being around the guy drives me crazy. I find myself staring into the mirror, damn, my face looks so oddly-shaped today… my hair's such a mess… my lips are all dried and chapped… 'Oww!' I find myself lying on the floor, on my side; the iPod is on the floor next to me. My leg hurts. I get back up again, dusting myself off, and checking the iPod for any scratches.

This is great. Absolutely great. Yunho's probably laughing to himself right now. Laughing at my femininity and clumsiness. Bad combination. 'Kim Jaejoong, you total fail I shove my hands into my pockets and continue on, entering the beautiful, high-class hotel in front of me.

*****END OF JAEJOONG'S POV*****

*****YUNHO'S POV*****

This Jaejoong, he's such a feminine guy. It's pretty amusing. He trips over, but the funny part is, it was while he was looking at his reflection on the shiny side of his iPod. He's too feminine for his own good to be honest with you. Soon enough, he'll turn into one of those chaotic fans and stalk me everywhere. Great. I guess I've had my fun, teasing him in the airport. I'll stop now. And if he continues to act all shy and embarrassed around me, I'll have no choice but to give him the silent treatment.

I enter the building in front of me. This is a five-star hotel, so to any normal person, it looks absolutely stunning. But believe me, I'm no ordinary person. I sound like a spoilt rich bastard, but I guess I am. Well… I was. Until my parents divorced. My father turned into a real twat, and I ended up getting into shit, like going into town late at night, stuff like that. Anyway, enough of that. I need to catch up to the others.

Jaejoong's gaze is yet again fixed onto me, his large doe eyes giving me this look which could melt chocolate. He isn't at all bad looking… now that I think about it… 'Oh, fuck it' , I tell myself, 'You're the one who's supposed to be doing the seducing, damnit!'. I snap myself back into reality, and hand over the details to the receptionist. I gesture towards Changmin, Yoochun, Jaejoong and Junsu, walking towards the elevator. They follow obediently, like a flock of sheep. Sometimes, I get tired being the person who everyone followed around. I guess you could call me the Leader of them all. Changmin had already made a few remarks about this, him being my best friend, and he jokes around frequently, so that's no surprise.

'So,' Yoochun directs his glance at me, 'How're we going to decide the room-mates?'

I blinked at the sudden thought. I hadn't really considered it, to be honest, 'I…well…there's a room for two, and a room for three…'

'Yes, Yun, stop stating the obvious.' Changmin chimes in, batting me on the head lightly. I send a playful punch in his direction.

'Well…' I decide to continue, 'How about we… pick numbers or something?'

The others nod in agreement. Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun end up sharing a room, so that left me with Jaejoong, in the other room. Great. At least I could try to communicate with the guy.

I scan the card into the door, and twist the door open, holding it for Jaejoong. After a few seconds, he remains standing there.

'Are you going to move or what?' I roll my eyes at the shorter boy.

He blushes and makes his way into the room. Great. Not what I wanted. I fling my bag onto the ground and lay back onto the large, double bed. Wait. A double bed. Seriously! I'm expected to sleep with the guy? Phew. Thank God there's a couch. I'll let Jaejoong have the bed then. I watch as he carefully unpacks his suitcase, humming as he does so. He removes his trainers, and puts them neatly next to his luggage.

I lie there for while, just inhaling and exhaling deeply, then glance outside. Jaejoong is sitting there on a chair, with a book in his hand. I guess it's normal, as he's friends with Junsu, who's also a bookworm. In my opinion it's pretty cute though. I jump off the bed and walk out onto the balcony. The view there is stunning. You can just about see a hot springs resort, surrounded by blossoming sakura trees and in the distance was the famous Mt. Fuji. The sun was about to set. I decided to take a walk to see for myself, grabbing my phone off the table and shutting the door behind me.

*****END OF YUNHO'S POV*****

The raven-haired boy looked up from his book. Wait. Hold on a second… He looked around, his eyes observing the room. Yunho had vanished. The bathroom door was open and Yunho wasn't inside. The balcony was clear too. 'Don't tell me he's went off on me…' sighed Jaejoong. He shut the book, placing it onto the stool, pulls on his jacket and leaves the room, almost forgetting the lock the door after him. He saunters down the corridor, and takes the elevator downstairs. Near the reception counter downstairs, he catches a glimpse of a familiar person. Yunho. Jaejoong follows Yunho out of the hotel, and onto the pavement. 'Where the hell does this guy think he's going?' Jaejoong rolls his eyes, continuing to follow Yunho into another street. 'God, I seem like a stalker!' Jaejoong thought to himself. It seems like ages, until Yunho stops, outside the bank of a river, and sits himself down at a bench on the sand. Now Jaejoong could see why Yunho had left. In front of him, the sky was absolutely mesmerizing, the streaks of purple, orange and pink blending together so nicely, it seemed picturesque, almost. The rays of sunlight made a glimmering circle of light around Mt. Fuji in the distance, and the blossoming trees added to the scene perfectly. The sun's rays were reflecting onto the gently rippling water. Yunho was looking up at the amazing sight, his dark, smoldering eyes fixed onto the skies. The light from the sky shone onto his perfect face, defining his features, making him appear to glow. Jaejoong almost cried at this scene. Sunset, amazing scenery, and an absolute angel to finish off the scene. Jaejoong rubs at his watery eyes, and sits himself down next to Yunho.

Yunho turns his gaze away from the sky, sensing Jaejoong's prescence, and muttered, without turning his head to Jaejoong's direction, 'What're you doing here? Are you following me?'

Jaejoong shivered a bit. Yunho's tone of voice wasn't exactly welcoming. He seemed angry, even.

'I- You just vanished, without saying anything.'

'And you decided to follow me, hunh?'

'I-'

'Okay, forget it. You're here now anyway.' Yunho seemed to calm down a bit, 'The sunset's beautiful, isn't it?'

'Like you…' murmured Jaejoong, unconsciously.

'What?'

'I said yeah… it's amazing.'

'Mm.'

*****JAEJOONG'S POV*****

I brush my fringe out of my eyes and sigh. A sight like this is wonderful, absolutely wonderful, but I'm spending the time with the wrong person. The totally wrong person. I mean, I love Yunho, but I don't see the point anymore. He clearly doesn't love me back. I lean back onto the bench for a few more seconds, but then sigh again, and get up. I shouldn't waste my time. I have to let go of him. I run a hand through my hair, a habit of mine, and then pace across the sand. I guess I'll have an early night then. Curl up on the couch, and let him have the bed. Yeah.

I'm about three metres or so away from the bench, when I hear a voice calling at me, 'Where're you going, Jae?'

What does he want? I thought he was the one who told me to mind my own business.

'Away from you. You don't seem to want me around, so I'm leaving.'

'Idiot.'

'You-' I was cut off by a pair of lips caressing my own. God, he wasn't half a good kisser, but I was supposed to be pissed off, and managed to resist. Besides, he's probably kissed loads of people before me. He's clearly not interested in me. I grabbed him by his shoulder and shoved him away, turning to the direction I was going in.

*****END OF JAEJOONG'S POV*****

*****YUNHO'S POV*****

Wait, what? Kim Jaejoong, did you just push me away? Honestly. And according to Changmin, my kisses are irresistible. Ah, fuck it. I'm such a twat. A nice guy like Jaejoong doesn't deserve me. Wait…what? I don't… like Jaejoong. Well not in that way at least. Well come to think of it, you have been blushing a lot around him lately… Argh. Shut up, brain. Ok, so maybe I do like him. I kissed him, so… it kinda implies it.

I take a deep breath, then follow the raven-haired angel across the sand. I can hear his light footsteps in the distance, padding away. I decide to catch up to him, apologize for my sudden behavior or something like that. Nah, it's pointless. He probably won't believe me if I confess. I guess I'll have to prove it to him. Somehow. I roll my eyes, and continue along the seashore.

AUTHOR'S NOTES

So, yes, moar YunJae in this chappie ;D Hope you guys enjoyed it. Also, I'll make a little flashback so you can find out what happened with YooSuMin. And I can tell all of you YooSu fans, you're in for a treat. No smut or anything, like :') If I continue with my perviness, there may be a little bit of YunJae smut later on ;) Hope you liked that chapter, and you can laugh all you want at my failed romantic scene on the beach nao. :')