This chapter, guys. It's pretty sad. :( Fortunately, not as sad as chapter three, Decline. Not nearly as much. But Kiku does something you wouldn't ever dream of him doing, so beware... anyway, this is called Betrayal. Read on!

It was Yao's week to visit Kiku, for the first time in quite a while; both nations had been very busy with political affairs, and it had been too long since they'd seen each other. Yao smiled on the whole plane ride there. He was excited to see his love; the beautiful, striking features of the Japanese man on his small, adorable body. His jet black hair, deep brown eyes, thick eyebrows (but not nearly as so as Arthur's), perfectly white teeth, thin lips, slightly pointed nose, and ivory skin, among other things. All of his clothes were almost too big on him, so they hung baggy. Yao found this to be too cute. How he looked forward to seeing the other.

And how he was mistaken.

Not bothering to knock (a bad habit of Yao's), he entered Kiku's home, looking for the other. "Kikuuuu... oh Kiiiiikuuuuu...? Where are you?" Roaming around the small house, it didn't take him long to find the other in his own bedroom.

With another man.

And... they were both unclothed, the stranger on top of Kiku.

Yao's eyes fixed on Kiku, completely wide. Kiku went much more pale than usual.

"Yao-"

But he would hear none of it. All of a sudden, his heart shattered in his chest cavity, piece by piece. Unfortunately, no one was there to clean it up. Kiku was his treasure, his most trusted person, his lover. Yet, here he was, engaged with another man in such an evil way.

The blood in Yao's ears rushed, and Kiku's words were merely murmurs. "Yao, please, I'm sorry, this is... I am such a sinner, I know, I should be punished..."

Without thinking, Yao ran out. Only then did tears begin to fall. He ran all the way back to the airport, suitcase in hand, and took the next flight back to Beijing.

The strange man attempted to resume physical contact with Kiku, but he was sent away as soon as Yao left. Kiku's grief was too much to bear.

Neither Yao nor Kiku slept that night.

They didn't speak to each other for months after the ordeal.

I'm sorry. I'm terrible. Should I write a companion to this, in which Yao forgives and forgets? In my opinion, cheating is an unforgivable offense... but Yao has loved Kiku for a long, long, long time and wanted him for just the same amount of time. The same with Kiku. Something tells me that he'd do anything to get him back, and Yao would agree, albeit reluctantly...

Anyway, despite the angst, I hope you enjoyed!