A/N: So I'm going to try to slow my plot down a bit. I don't know if anyone else thought it's a bit rushed, but I think it's starting to be. For the record this story is set about five years after most of the actual story takes place in the manga and anime. This will be a short chapter, I guess, I originally intended this to be a subchapter but it turned into chapter three. The main plot twists, however, won't really come until chapter four, but I will apologize now, so I really am sorry for some of the twists I'm going to add, really, I'm hating myself for them too, but I have to add them. I'M SORRY! P.S. I don't have any rights really to basically anything you see in here, the plot is an original by me, but the characters are all borrowed from Skip Beat!

"Yashiiiro," a bored voice startled me from behind, "did you forget you were the one who invited me here and planned this..event?"

I stared down embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I've just been stressing myself lately, I didn't mean to really neglect you."

"But you were ignoring me!" the bored tone had turned pouty, and I really and am not sure which of us it was that whimpered next. He knew I couldn't resist him when he was pouty. Who can resist a pouty guy? I ran my fingers through my hair and he began to pull at his own gorgeous blond locks.

"It's just," I paused, what was really holding me back? Why was I so scared? So stressed? What was I really worried about?

His eyes widened in interest, "Go on, please tell me Yashi, I want you to trust me. Please, baby."

Damn him again for knowing my other weakness! He knows I'll always cave when he begs like that, it's so not fair. I don't know any tricks that work on him. I pouted and the hint of a smile brushed his godly face.

"Fine, you broke me," he grinned and face me eagerly, "it's just that, I want to tell Kyoko and Ren about us, I just, I don't know how. For some reason I'm scared. I've never had to make the choice to tell anyone on my own before. When I was in my teens, my sister just blurted it out to my parents she saw me kissing a boy and I had no other choice but to tell them. And the President just seemed to know and let it slip into casual conversation that as long as I could be a manager for my clients, he would support who ever I dated. But Ren and Kyoko? I consider them now, to be a couple of my closer friends, but I don't know why I can't tell them."

He pulled my head against his muscled chest as tears started to fall from my eyes. It seemed like every ounce of sadness had just started to boil to the surface and fall out of my tear ducts, with no plans of stopping. He still just let me cry. I know I totally stained his shirt and got snot all over it, but he didn't say a thing about it.

When I finally stopped crying enough to form a coherent sentence he looked at me sadly, "Baby, I know why."

I stared at him with shocked, each day I fall a little more in love with him, and respect him a little bit more, "Why?"

"You're worried they'll judge you, and that they'll be mad you kept this from them for so long. Your parents didn't accept you the first time they found out did they? You don't want that to happen again, especially since you've really just started trusting these people, but hun, you just have to take a leap of faith. I have no doubts they will react in a negative way, they'll just be happy for you.

I was speechless, no one else seemed to know me well enough to say that. Apparently I didn't even know myself well enough to figure that out. But this man did, maybe he's the one? He could be my other half. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly.

I looked him right in the eye and said quietly, "You know, you're amazing."

He looked away sadly, "Yashiro. I'm sorry."

"What?" his somber tone confused me.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know if I can see you anymore. I've given you all my trust, and I know you trust me too, but I don't know if I can't date someone who doesn't trust their friends, and more importantly doesn't trust themselves. I can't be the only one in the world you trust, Yashiro. When you take a leap of faith, sometimes you won't always be able to count on having someone to catch you, but what you can count on is yourself. And one day I know you'll grow wings and be able to fly, once you leap, but right now, I think it would be best if we broke up so you could learn to fly on your own. I'm sorry, I really did love you, I just want you to love yourself."

With saying that he left awkwardly. I was left sitting on my couch in a confused daze. I was shocked, and hurt, and confused. I didn't know how to act, there were no tears in my left to cry. So I just curled up in a ball on the couch in my living room, and stared at the wall. It was like my soul was lost, and my body was just a shell, no beating heart left to force it's survival.