"You heard me. George understands, he takes the time TO understand. You know that, Paul. He loves her. Don't try to deny it..."

Paul sat in shock, even after hours had gone by. Just sat there at his piano, trying - trying his hardest to wrap his mind around all of this.

How was he supposed to understand? Akemi never really was one to explain things out to him...

It felt like his heart had sunken into his stomach and refused to come back up. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't comprehend. His fingers banged at the keys of the piano in frustration, his tear drop shaped eyes just giving off the feeling of anger.

Hurt.

Heartache.

His ears twitched a bit as he heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Akemi made her way into the living room, giving Paul the oddest stare, "...What's wrong?" Her face was rosy, and she was changed into a nightie, seeing as she was planning on going back to bed once things were settled and all.

But things wouldn't be settled, not now.

"You know what's wrong, 'Kemi..."

"I honestly don't."

Perhaps he didn't know, that when she turned into Cyndi, anything that Cyndi did wouldn't reoccur or lapse in her own mind...

"George."

"Yeah, what about him, Paulie? You're actin' rather-"

She was cut off by the sudden noise of him scooting up and off of his bench, and approaching her rather quickly. Her heart jumped and she suddenly felt his hands grabbing onto her shoulders, "Akemi, this isn't the time to play bloody stupid!"

"Who do you think is playing stupid!" She pushed him off of her, "What the fuck, Paul? What's the matter with you!" The small girl rose her voice, her cheeks becoming red with anger. His hazel hues stared into her blue ones with such an overwhelming glance,

"What's the mattah with me? What's the mattah with YOU? You take me for fuckin' stupid! Ya go off and tell George your problems but don't tell me shit! What's the MATTAH with YOU, Akemi?" His own face was reddening with anger, "You're acting just like Jane."

Gasping, the female got really close to him, staring him dead in the eye, "...You take that back, James Paul McCartney..." She hissed.

"Just. Like. Fucking. Jane."

"Well then, Paul, If I'm acting like Jane, then I should just probably leave the fucking house then, Huh? So you can go sleep with a woman and CHEAT ON ME LIKE YOU DID HER! Fuck you!"

She rushed, grabbed her jacket, her keys, and her cell phone, and headed towards the door,

"Fine! Go ta George! He understands more than I evah could! Because no one normal could understand what the hell ya goin' through, Akemi. What the hell have I gotten muhself into!"

Akemi stood at the door with apparent hurt in her eyes. It felt like she got shot, her soul seeping out through tears in her eyes,

"...Gladly!"

Click. Open. Slam.

G-George...It's Akemi...

C-call me back, I-I have no where else to go. I need you. I need you right now, please...

...please...

It wasn't until later that evening that George opened up his phone to see several missed calls. Some from being from Patti, but one in particular caught his eye.

Akemi..?

He dialed her number rather quickly, placing the reciever to his ear and listening to it ring, once. Twice. Three times...

Was he too late?

"H-Hello?" He heard Akemi's sweet voice on the other end, shaking as if she were upset.

"Kemi! Whatsa mattah?.."

And that's when the girl broke down into sobs, "I-I don't know where to go! I told you he'd think of me as crazy, George! Not normal!"

The sudden sobs infuriated George. Oh how he wanted to punch his childhood friend in the face right about now, "Where are ya?"

"I-In front of the Vivienne Westwood store..."

"Stay there! I'll be there to get ya soon, luv! Don't move a muscle!"

And he hung up.

Were his prayers finally being answered? Was he finally being noticed? He knew exactly where she was, seeing as she talked about the place all the time. He rushed there as fast as he could, and once he finally reached her, his heart broke.

She looked a mess. Only in a jacket and a nightie, the girl didn't even bother to grab her shoes. Her face was blotchy and red from her tears, her nose running and her eyes bloodshot.

"Akemi!" He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her close, holding her against him tight. Akemi clutched onto him, and soon her sobs began all over again.

"You understand! You've always understood! George why can't Paul understand? Why can't he...? Why am I even like this? No one could love anyone like me!"

"T-Take that back..." George sternly told her, staring down at the beautiful girl with his dull, dark hues. She looked up at him, snuffling, "B-But it's true, George..."

The outspoken, shy Beatle just stared for the longest time, before murmuring, "Akemi...I could love someone like you.."

"G-George?" She gasped a bit, as if she were surprised.

"I love you, Akemi..."

"B-But what about Pa-"

Before she could even speak, his lips were on hers in a tight lock, and he kept her there, holding her close and wanting to calm her down. He broke it soon after, leaving her in shock, "...I love you. And only you..."

Cyndi, now that you've opened up and revealed yourself..

you've only made things easier,

stupid girl..

AN: So uhhh, yeah... Intense, huh? :] read and review, please. :D