Saitō-Chan,

I know you probably don't know me all that well. In fact, you probably don't know me at all do you?

For now, I can only talk to you in your dreams.
But I just want to let you know to take this seriously. I am you, and you are me. We're together. We are one. And I wish for the best when it comes to all the trouble you're going to go through these next few days.

I hope that you remain safe.

And I hope that we get to see each other soon. Mind to Mind.

Thank you for hosting me, even though this really wasn't your choice.

And Saitō-Chan...

You've made the right choice, being with Paul and all. Usually, I don't approve of human men but, I approve of this. I'll learn to love him too, someday.

"Akemi?"

The girl awoke with a start, noticing that Paul was sitting at the doorway of the room with baby Michelle in his arms. Her breath was caught in her throat, and when she finally exhaled, it sounded more like a pant. A few more of them came to follow, and she was sweating like crazy,

"You okay, luv?"

"..."

"Akemi?"

She was shaking violently, and then stood, rushing to the bathroom and staring at herself in the mirror. She took off her shirt, and then her tights, walked back into the room and dug through Paul's drawers to find a shirt she had left or something. She was flush, her cheeks drained of colour, like she had been scared out of her mind, and Paul knew better than to talk to her when she was in a phase like this.

"...I'll be downstairs. George and Ringo are here too, John went with Yoko..."

Why did he even add that on? She just continued to go through the clothing, not finding anything at all. There she stood, only in her undergarments. So skinny, so frail, and so tiny. Paul let out a large sigh, turning and walking down the hall, then down the stairs, to see the other two males lounging about near the piano of his.

"You two.."

Ringo rose his head, George on the other hand kept his head down, and looked up a little bit later.

"Akemi's worryin' me. She won't say a word. She looks so pale and sick. I don't know what to do.."

"Why don't ya just give her a hug?" Ringo shrugged. Of course he'd mention something so simple. George looked at the child in Paul's arms, "Maybe the bird wants 'huh baby back."

"Sod off, George, this is serious!"

The tall, awkward male just shook his head and looked away from the other two. Suddenly a crash was heard from upstairs, and quite a bit of sobbing. All three men flinched,

"Is she with child?" George would question.

"Yeh, I've never seen her act like this before..." Ringo's eyebrows raised.

"What did I tell you two about using protection?"

A blush came to Paul's cheeks and he stammered, "We have! A-And that's none of your business!"

"Just making sure..." George shrugged his shoulders and then wandered towards the staircase, "I'll check on 'huh." And he was off, up the stairs, ignoring any protests that Paul would give. Upon entering the room, he saw Akemi on her knees, hunched over and shaking. One could see her spine, the way she was bent, and her pale skin was merely covered just by her bra and panties,

"...'Kemi..."

She looked up at George with the saddest look she had ever given him, "G-George, I-I think I'm going crazy. T-there's voices in my head..."

"Voices?" He'd approach the female, carefully kneeling down next to her. He was hesitant, he didn't want to scare her, to startle her, or to make her uncomfortable, but as soon as he was at her level, she uncurled from the ball she was in, lunging forward and hugging onto the male tightly. She sobbed loudly.

"Paul won't love me anymore! He's going to think I'm crazy! You all will!" She was in hysterics. George was caught by surprise, and placed his arms protectively around her. His heart, however, stung with the mentioning of Paul.

I'm the one that came up the stairs, not bloody Paul...

"Akemi, I'll never think that you're crazy, luv."

"Y-You will!"

"I won't."

Can't you just see, I could never think of you as crazy...

She pulled away from him and wiped her eyes, turning away and then standing. He stood as well, looking over her and then finally noticing that she was only in her knickers. His face warmed up a bit, and he looked away. His heart was pulsing, going at what seemed the fastest it had in a while.

"...I'm sorry."

I love you, Akemi, you don't have to be sorry. That's what people do for the people they love..

"Don't worry about it," He smiled, turning and walking out of the room and shutting the door. The girl threw herself onto the bed and laid there, curled up, and soon she just got underneath the covers.

George, on the other hand, just stood outside the door, his hand against his forehead. His hand soon wandered to his chest, and he clutched onto the material of his shirt, his head hanging low. His heart ached.

Meanwhile, back downstairs, Paul and Ringo were having quite the odd conversation,

"What do ya think is the mattah, Paulie?" Ringo would ask, his eyebrows still risen up in a look of surprise.

"...I wish I knew muh self, Starkey," the cute Beatle would reply.

"I think George is fallin' for ya bird."

This comment caught Paul by surprise, and his own perfect eyebrows rose, "You really think?"

The two men sat there with looks of confusion on their face.

"Can I play with the baby?" Ringo suddenly became giddy.

"..No."

"AWH, why not, Paulie?" He lifted his hands, making them grab at the air like he REEEEALLY wanted to. Paul sighed and handed the short drummer the child, whom was asleep.

"...She's no fun."

AN: YAY. George is all confused about his feelings, and Akemi's all confused about her dreams. Awesome!
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