A/N: Sorry about the wait, I'm gonna try to finish off this story; it's not supposed to be long, so wish me luck! Woo-hoo a longish chapter! Also, fair warning, I'll be upping the rating on this because of the next few chapters that will contain some mature content. Also, kids, don't try anything you read in this story at home, it's what you call fiction.

Disclaimer: Any recognizable characters from 'Skip Beat!' are, regrettably not mine. Don't eat me!

I sat in my apartment for a while after he left. Since Ren was off on his own, I was out of a job for the three days. I didn't have any reason to try and hold it together. This was a new experience for me, and I didn't like it. It was a long time before I let myself fall in love with any of the guys I'd ever dated.

That night I broke out one of my large bottles of vodka and started to drink my pain away. Taking a shot for every kiss I remembered, every hug, every date, every perfect moment that people always dream of having. I think I downed at least a good half of the large bottle before I passed out.

Around noon today, I woke up slightly when someone began pounding incessantly on the door. Then they started yelling, "YASSSHHIIIIII, open up the damn door. Left me in already you idiot! Let. Me. In. Come on! What's-his-face called me and told me what happened. Let me in right now you idiot!"

Each sentence was punctuated with another pound on the door. I groaned, leave it to my sister to kick up this much hell over a break up, rather gingerly, I stood up and stumbled to the door. Opening the door I was immediately attacked by my sister who swept me up into a massive hug.

"Oompf, Anaya, you're squishing me!" I gasped into her shoulder.

She released me and smiled apologetically, still keeping a grip on my shoulders, "Sorry Onii-chan, I was just really glad to see you, I got worried when what's-his-face called me and told me what happened."

I blinked, "How did he manage to get a hold of you?"

"I snagged his number from your phone while you guys were at my place once, and texted him a couple times about gifts." She shrugged; she was always doing something like this.

I scowled at her and she smiled apologetically again. I huffed and rolled my eyes, but nodded my head over to the couch anyway. She followed my lead and sat down on the couch cross-legged, with her back against the arm, facing me.

I rolled my shoulders, and sighed. She rolled her eyes, "What's eating at you? Is it that you don't have enough balls to do something and want my help?"

Her eyes gleamed mischievously, I glared at her but my shoulders slumped in defeat, I nodded and she squealed, "Okay, okay! Tell me what it is!"

"I want to tell Ren and Kyoko about my—particular tastes." It was a wimpy way of putting it.

She smiled knowingly, "Ahaa, I knew this day would be coming soon. Well, to be tactful, it'll take a little more work. If you still had a partner it could be as simple as asking them to a double date, but now…" she paused in thought, "Now, we'll just have to be more creative."

I groaned, thanking her for the reminder of my break-up. She looked at me, "Just as a matter of curiosity, what was his name anyway?"

"His name was Kiroya. He's in a band that was pretty popular for a while."

Anaya's eyes lit up, "Oh really? Onii-chan was dating a musician? Wow. What band?"

"Ehhmmm… Vie Ghoul?"

Anaya's eyes grew wide, "No way! Onii-chan, why didn't you say so earlier? I so wouldn't have minded if you hooked me up with one of the other band members!"

I rolled my eyes at her, "So not the point. The point is Kyoko has issues with the lead singer. So we're not going to mention who Kiroya was, got it?"

She nodded reluctantly, I could already tell from the look in her eyes that later tonight poor Kiroya would be getting a call from her, pestering him to hook her up with one of the other band-mates.

Before I could admonish her against it, her mind switched tracks. She smiled impishly at me, "Well, come on then, let's get you dressed up and lookin' sexy! Tonight we're going clubbing! Tomorrow we'll figure out what to tell your little friends."

She waggled her eyebrows at me. I groaned, and started trying to rebuke her demands, but she would have none of that. Within seconds she'd crossed the room and grabbed my wrist to drag me back to my room to pilfer through my clothes.

Once she released my hand to look through my jeans, I plopped down on my bed. I still had a hangover from hell, and tomorrow it was going to be even worse. I was not looking forward to tomorrow morning.

I was thinking about all of this, when a pair of jeans hit me in the head, I made a gruff sound of annoyance and my sister scoffed, she threw one of my wife-beater under-shirts at me next, as well as one of my button down shirts. I just stared at her with one of those, "You've got to be kidding me" looks, she gave me quite the menacing stare in return, "You've got two choices dearest Onii-chan, put them on yourself, or I put them on for you. And I can tell you right now I will not be gentle."

I stared at her and my jaw dropped, since when was my sister this aggressive? I mean she was always pushy, but this side of her gave pushy a new meaning!

At least I conceded, in hopes to save the last shreds of my dignity, to get dressed by myself. She smiled triumphantly and left the room, probably to down more of my vodka, if there was any left.

I pulled off my old clothes first, deciding to shower before putting on the clean clothes. Hoping in the shower quickly, I scrubbed up with soap with efficiently, and then lathered my hair with shampoo. I loved the smell of my shampoo; it was like a light strawberry with hints of mulberry.

I was in and out of the shower in ten minutes feeling a little better then I had before I got in. I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped to the mirror of my bathroom. I didn't have to shave yet, I shaved yesterday. I saw myself grimace in the mirror. I looked awful. Maybe I'd nab a tiny bit of make-up from Anaya before we leave.

I walked back into my room and reached into my drawers for a pair of boxers. Feeling as thought tonight would be a long night, I choose one of my nice silk sets; they were a lot more comfortable then my others. Dropping my towel I slid the boxers on and then my pants on over then. Anaya hadn't given me a belt to wear with the jeans so I debated grabbing one for a minute, before thinking better of it. If my sister didn't give you something to wear when she was picking out your outfit, you didn't get to wear it. For a small girl she could be quite frightening, kind of like Kyoko. I chuckled lightly to myself at that.

Next I slid on the undershirt, and grabbed my deodorant, swiping it on under my arms. After which I threw on the button down shirt, but left it unbuttoned, knowing that was how my sister wanted me to wear it.

I rubbed the towel through my hair once more before stepping out to find my sister. She looked at me for a long moment, frowning, before she disappeared into my room for a moment, returning with a studded belt and one of the few necklaces I owned.

She handed them to me without a word. I threw the chain of the necklace over my head; then threaded the belt through the belt-loops on my pants.

She nodded at me before handing me a drink; I brought it to my lips suspiciously. She rolled her eyes, "Don't ask, just drink. It's called pre-gaming. Don't worry, I didn't have one, I'll be your sober wing-girl tonight. That's just to make you relax and loosen up."

I took a deep breathe a closed my eyes, downing the glass whole. I nearly choked on it too, I might add, since it was strong, really, really strong.

I sputtered and then turned to her, "What the hell was that?"

She grinned like the Cheshire cat, "Looks like it's working already! Alrighty, come on Onii-chan, let's get you to a club!"

With that, she dragged me out of my apartment to the car and drove off in search of the nearest club.

A/N: Also, sorry for this to be such a tease of a chapter for all those Yashiro fans out there. I know you probably wish I'd gone into a little more detail in some places.. ;)
Don't kill lucky, please, if you want to read more!