WARNING! WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A LOT OF CUSSES. YUKI DROPS THE F-BOMB LIKE 50 TIMES! AND REMEMBER, REVIEWS ARE AWESOME~

Yuki slowly opened her eyes, trying to process what happened. She was in the white sheets of her bed. She was in her bedroom in her apartment in Boston. Yuki was not dressed in her costume that she wore the night before in the duet. No, her clothes have changed into sweats and a t-shirt. Her locket was still around her neck.

The night before, she danced at nationals. She remembers her solo, her group, and the duet. She doesn't remember all of the duet. Did something happen? Did Yuki faint?

"It was it all just a dream?" Yuki whispered in shock. She sat up and set aside the white cloth before rubbed her eyes. Sunlight was peeking through her curtains. How long was she sleeping? Yuki spotted sparkling trophies sitting on her dresser. And then she noticed a note left on her nightstand.

To refresh your memory, you danced a solo, group, and duet at nationals. The duet was the final number, and you had collapsed towards the end of it. Don't worry. Nick improvised with ease.

I brought you to your apartment and called a doctor. The doctor had informed me that the cause of your sudden collapse was all of the strain on your body. It was from lack of sleeping and eating and overworking yourself. Hikaru, Kaoru, and some of your teammates also mentioned the pains in your back that troubled your breathing. The doctor concluded that you have a stress fracture in your back. She recommended that you would rest for a while and alternate between ice and heating pad on your back to ease the pain.

You've been out all morning. Nick's been checking up on you as you slept. Your solo won 1st in the division. Your duet won 1st in the division. The Harvard dance team were named champions as well. We have also learned that your solo was the highest scored routine in the entire competition. Congratulations. As for your change of clothes, Haruhi and Hazuki changed them so you'd be more comfortable.

The note was not signed. But Yuki recognized the very neat and feminine-looking handwriting. It belonged to Kyoya. Ugh. Kyoya. The thought of him made her heart ache terribly again. The pain in her back has lightened up. And Yuki did feel more refreshed after her long nap.

The clock said 3:30 pm. Crap. She's been out for a helluva long time. Yuki climbed out of bed and took a quick shower. She changed into something more appropriate for going out, causal jeans and a nicer t-shirt. She kept her sleep t-shirts separate from her day t-shirts. She brushed her hair out and pulled it up into a ponytail before exiting her room.

"Yuki! You're up!" Nick heaved a sigh of relief. Yuki guessed he just got back into the apartment. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm still a little sore." Yuki replied, walking into the kitchen and pulling out a Tylenol to take.

"Yeah. Me too." Nick agreed. He chuckled. "Probably nothing like you though. Those dances were really intense. I'm still recovering." Yuki nodded and swallowed the Tylenol. "You know, we almost didn't do the duet."

"What do you mean by that?" Yuki asked.

"I don't want to say..."

"Just tell me! I won't get mad. I promise."

"Okay." Nick sighed. "Um, your friend Kyoya was trying to talk Mrs. Riley out of letting us have this duet. Something like about being too much. And he was, like, really persistent about it with her and she almost pulled the number before changing her mind at the last minute." Nick explained.

Yuki's eyes widened. That bastard! How dare he meddles in her life like that! Did he think was too much so she can get all her homework done? How did he even know that she had so much homework? Those mysterious deliveries of food to her door so she doesn't have to cook and she could keep making those meals...if Kyoya talked to Mrs. Riley, then did he talk to her professors too? Wait. No way. That's too extreme...that fucking bastard.

"Um, I almost got all my stuff out. I just have one more trip." Nick quickly changed the subject when he noticed Yuki's face twist in anger.

"How can I help?" Yuki offered automatically. But she couldn't help right now. She had to straighten that bastard out.

"Oh, no. All you're going to do is sit down and relax." He insisted. Yuki groaned. She wanted to help, but she wanted to go kick Kyoya's ass.

Ultimately, Nick handled the final trip alone. He returned Yuki her key and left. They were going to see each other in class this week. Yuki could not drive over to Kyoya's fast enough. She was in a fury. She was on a rampage.

Yuki ponded on his front door angrily. If he wasn't home, she was going to wait there for him. She will not go anywhere until she gives that man a piece of her mind. Kyoya did answer the door.

"Yuki-"

"Kyoya." Yuki growled as she marched herself into his apartment. Karen was absent, but Yuki didn't even think about her at the moment. She was too pissed off.

"Better?" He asked dryly following her into his living room.

"You, you, you, you, you, you, you!" Yuki snapped. "How dare you. How fucking dare you! You tried to persuade Mrs. Riley to pull my number!"

"Yes." Kyoya answered.

"You talked my professors too! You had them dump all those assignments on me, didn't you? That was your doing, wasn't it?" Yuki accused.

"Yes."

"Who the hell do you think you are?! You had no right to do that, Ohtori!" Yuki yelled. "I can't believe you did that! I don't even know how you did that! But you're Kyoya fucking Ohtori so I guess you think you can do whatever the hell you want beside I'm too stupid to figure it out! But I did figure it out!" She balled her hands up into fists in fury, trying to control herself from just grabbing his throat and strangling the life out of it.

"I can't believe this is happening to me! I cannot believe it! This is crazy! This is utterly ridiculous!" Yuki went on. "Do you know what you have done? Ever since the second I met you, you've done nothing but completely screw me over! You had me working my ass off every fucking night! I haven't had a full nights sleep in weeks! I haven't eaten much in weeks!"

"You and I both know why you haven't slept or eaten properly these past few weeks." Kyoya cut in sourly. Yuki rolled her eyes in annoyance and tried to continue her rant before he could cut in more.

"That's not my point! It's just piles and piles of homework and I'm drowning, Kyoya. I'm drowning! I have no social life anymore. I'm cooped up in my room 24/7 now and because of it I almost ruined my duet with Nick!" Yuki continued. "Why, Kyoya? Why? You've made my life a living hell!"

"Because you've made mine a living hell!" Kyoya suddenly snapped. He was so frustrated with himself and with Yuki. He pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to recollect himself, but all these feelings he's been bottling up and hiding from everyone, including Tamaki, was coming out like a flood. "I didn't know what else to do, Yuki. It was stupid, I know. I didn't realize it would have negatively impacted you so much. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"How. The hell. Did. I. Make. Your. Life. A. Living. Hell?" Yuki growled.

"You drive me crazy, Yuki! Whenever I see you, you're always so collected. When I'm with Karen, you're perfectly fine about it. Your maturity to the situation is so shocking. I purposefully act romantic and affectionate around her so I can get the damn response I've been looking for. I wanted to see you upset about it just like I was upset when you left. I wanted to get some reaction from you. How can you spend so much time around guys so casually and, even flirtatiously, as if we never happened? How can you watch Karen and I being together without being upset by it?" Kyoya grunted, trying to figure out the right things to say to her. "I absolutely cannot stand you being with other guys."

"But Tamaki and-"

"They're different!" Kyoya cut her off. "When you had to live under the same roof as that bastard, I was about to hire an assassin. It drives me up the wall when it see you with so many guys. That's why I did it. I didn't want you to spend time with any guys at all. Honestly, I wanted to get revenge. I wanted you to feel the pain I felt. And when I see you so friendly and casual with other guys...I don't know how to describe it. It pisses me off, but I can't find the words to explain why. Just seeing you with them...I'm losing my mind because of you."

"You fucking bastard. It isn't your place to decide who I can and can't socialize with. Half of the fucking population is male and I'll date whoever I want. You're supposed to be the smart one. You're supposed to be the mature one. You're supposed to be the collected one. You are the 'mom' after all!" Yuki cried. Yuki then started to laugh darkly. "You don't get it! Do you know how it makes me feel when I see you with Karen? When I see you and Karen hold hands...when I see Karen hug and cling on you...when I see you and Karen kiss and be all loving-fucking-dovey..." Tears started to pour out of her eyes.

"Well you don't show it. You're a person who speaks her mind. I'm the one who's secretive and buries my feelings deep inside. Did I mean anything to you? What am I to you? Did we even happen?"

Yuki chuckled bitterly to herself and wiped her eyes, but the tears continued to stream down her face. She bawled like a baby, refusing to hold back her feelings any longer. "You don't understand. It kills me. It fucking kills me on the inside. I'd cry myself to sleep, hating myself for stupidly leaving and letting Karen come in and take you away from me. You're so analytical. You're a genius. You didn't see the signs? You didn't figure this all out?"

Kyoya shook his head and suddenly grabbed Yuki's shoulders to keep her attention. Theit faces were literally centimeters apart. "I don't know shit, Yuki. This is still so new to me. I don't understand. I'm trying to figure this out. I'm trying to figure you out. I used to think feelings aren't important, but then you changed all that. I'm feeling physical pain. I can't focus because I'm always thinking about you. I understand this as much as you do! All these things are happening to me and I feel so strange, I can't comprehend it! These feelings and you, Yuki, I don't know shit!"

"I love you, Kyoya!" Yuki declared, breaking away from his grasp. "I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you, Kyoya Ohtori! I've loved you all this time! I will always love you, Kyoya! I pretend I'm okay because you always are! I kept saying to myself, 'if Kyoya has moved on, then I should too!' But I can't! I can't do it. No matter how hard I try, I can't fucking get over you. You make my heart beat fast. You're on my mind as many times a day as there are stars in the sky. I hate myself for leaving. I've been hating myself all these years because I did this to myself. I chose to leave. I got too extreme and didn't even try to work it out. I didn't try hard enough to come back. I'm sorry, Kyoya. But now you know my true feelings."

"I didn't try either." Kyoya murmured.

"It hurts, Kyoya." Yuki confessed. She grabbed a tissue and wiped her eyes. "It hurts so much. I have this giant-ass hole in my chest, and it's getting bigger and bigger. Thinking about you and Karen makes me sick to my stomach. It makes me want to cry all the time. I'm getting nightmares. I can't handle this, Kyoya...I can't handle seeing you with her...I love you too much." Yuki sniffled and then blew out her nose. She tossed the used tissue into the nearby trash bin.

"I'm sorry, Yuki." Kyoya said softly to her. It broke his heart to see her in such a state. But now he knew her true feelings, and he realized that her heart must be in millions of tiny pieces now. All Kyoya wanted to do was hold her, kiss her, comfort her and make her feel better.

"But you're fucking engaged..." She whispered. Yuki was crying so hard that she was almost hyperventilating.

"I know. I was the one who proposed." Yuki gave him a look. Kyoya wanted to say those four little words so badly, but he was too confused and the truth of his feelings was unclear to him. He thought he has reached an understanding with his feelings towards Yuki now, but he couldn't bring himself to say those words. He has to bury them deep inside. He had made a commitment to Karen. Kyoya is incredibly loyal and sticks to his word with pride. That's why these feelings scare him a little. "There's nothing I can do, Yuki."

"You can do anything you want to do if you have the courage." Yuki mumbled, barely audible.

"I'll talk to your professors. I'll apologize to your coach. I'll apologize to Nick and your whole team." Kyoya decided. "Yuki, I'm truly sorry for what I did. I can assure you that it will never happen again."

"It better fucking not!" Yuki snapped bitterly. She didn't want to yell at him or be angry, but she couldn't control herself. She wanted to work this out, but she knew that there was nothing to be fixed. "You're fixing this now! You owe me now!" Yuki sighed and unclenched her jaw a little, but it didn't work well. "I should go."

Yuki turned on her heel and swiftly walked to the door.

"Yuki, wait." Kyoya grabbed her wrist. Yuki spun around.

"Congratulations on the engagement, by the way. Karen's one lucky girl." Yuki hissed. She pulled her hand free and left without another sound made. To Yuki, it was done.

"You're so stupid..." Kyoya muttered darkly, letting his hair fall over his eyes that were casted downward.