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Story Notes: I hope I'm didn't make it appear as if Yin was changing too fast, I want it to be slow yet perfect timing, ya know? I hope I don't fail at it. This is the end of the first

Chapter: Courage

Hei wasn't too surprised when his phone rang and the caller ID said: `Huang'. Right now he was too pissed off with Huang to answer or even hear his voice. Even thinking about Huang made him angry. He sighed, leaning against a shed perched on top of a tall building. He knew he had to answer, despite his own feelings, it could be work or worse, someone he knows being in danger. He flipped the phone up and with a hiss, said Huang's name. The caller laughed.

"Don't be like that, Hei! Why didn't you return this morning?"

"Return?"

"Yes, to the shop. You usually visit--"

"Not because of the reasons you think." Hei muttered, he heard Haung's light laughter.

"Look, I don't care about that anymore. Just head over, Mao wishes to speak with you. Said its important."

"I will not fall for it again--"

"I'm serious this time, Hei. He wants to speak with you." Hei was silent for a moment.

"If it's another trick," Haung could almost feel the anger of contractor from across the phone. "you'll pay." and then the line went dead on Haung's end and the old man laughed.

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He walked into the shop expecting an assault from Mao and Huang, but what he found was Yin. He knew they would trick him again. She was sitting on the couch, staring at nothing. She turned her head then, gently. He walked in. "Yin? Is Mao here?"

She shook her head. "...." he sighed and sat beside her.

"Hm, he said he'd be here...." he frowned. "he's probably just late." he saw her nod weakly and gazed at the spot on the wall she was `looking' at. "So....did you have lunch yet?" she shook her head and he smiled. "Good, let me cook you something!"

He decided to make ramen. He cooked the noodles quickly and made a lot of them. He heated hot water and mixed it in with the noddles along with the home made beef seasoning. He mixed some spicy sauce with it (nothing too spicy) and then divided the it evenly. He filled two cups with some milk (if it was too spicy, this would cure it quickly) and headed over to the eating table. He put Yin's bowl in front of her and gently handed her chop-sticks and guided her hand over the bowl.

He ate his bowl faster than her, like always. He looked up from his chop-sticks and saw her taking very small bites. She kept licking her lips and drinking the milk. He noticed half of her milk was gone and frowned. "Did I make it too spicy, Yin?"

She hesitated, but then nodded. "...just a bit." he smiled gently and got up and headed over to the cabinets. He dug through the shelves for the package of sugar he bought a few days ago and went back to his spot. He took her bowl and poured just a bit of sugar into the ramen and mixed it around. He glanced back up; she was staring down at the table, waiting. He slide the bowl back over to her when he was done and grinned.

"It should be a lot better now." she took a small bite and nodded. "sorry about the spiciness. I guess I went a little overboard with it--"

"Hei?" she suddenly blurted.

He swallowed. "....yes?"

"will...will you be back."

"When?" he asked, a little confused.

"....tomorrow." and then he frowned, not at her, but at himself. He knew he should have visited her like he did every day, but he didn't know why, but he just...couldn't that day. He felt bad about it.

"Of course I will, Yin."

"...can you promise?"

He nodded, but said: "I pro--"

"--and mean it?" she asked, a little dully. He nodded again.

"Yes, I promise and I mean it."

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He decided to stay the whole day and night. He waited politely outside the bathroom while she dressed for night. She came out in one of his black T-shirts and white socks. Her hair was down, which to Hei, looked very pretty. He never admitted or said anything about it, but he thought she looked very pretty with her hair down. He smiled. "Tired?" she nodded. He took her hand and led her into the bed room.

"Would you mind if I stayed the night?" he asked gently as she climbed onto the bed. When she was settled, she shook her head. When ever he stayed with her, he would wake up with a recharge feeling, as if sleep was better besides her. Good thing he wore his black tank-top underneath his shirt.

When he was settled in his spot besides her -- where he usually slept when he stayed the night -- he sighed. Why had Mao and Haung decided to do this now? Of all the other times, they choose now? He turned the lamp on the table off and stared off into the dark corner of the room. He could hear her soft breathing and the ticking of the clock over the bed. The clicking only made him anxious.

He growled to himself. Ever since Haung and Mao tricked him to be alone with Yin, he felt awkward around her, as if he were walking on broken glass. But at the same time, he felt a tingly feeling. He rolled his head over to the side; his sight filled with the back of Yin's head and her back. He watched her gentle breathing for a moment and sat up, to leave, when he heard her voice.

"...Hei?" she turned and felt around for him. He sighed.

"I'm here." she was silent for a moment and then she sat up. "I'm not leaving..." he quietly assured her. The bed moved as if she shifted to the assurance. Hei looked down at his hands, which were curled up in his lap and then glanced over his shoulder at Yin. She was staring blankly at the floor, he knew she was thinking. But about what? He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down some and then rubbed at his eyes. He couldn't help but shake that tingly feeling. He heard her sigh and lay down.

What was Mao and Haung trying to tell him by all these tricks? Now that he thought about it, Yin never said anything about them doing this. A thought popped up in his head and his palms suddenly became sweaty. Did...she plan on it? Did she want it to happen? He blushed. That's why Haung was so...in about it. Does he think she wants me? He thought about asking her, debating with himself. He turned while he had the courage and said, quietly.

"Yin."

"Yes?" her reply was a little too quick.

"Do you know...why Haung sent us on a fake mission?"

She was silent for a few seconds and then she nodded. "Yes."

"Why...why didn't you say anything?" he softly demanded. She turned her head slightly to him. "...why?"

"I..wanted to show you how I felt..."

Felt? He asked himself softly. "Yin, what do you--"

"I wanted to share how you make...me feel."

Feelings? Even though he personally knew she could feel, it was a little hard to imagine. But, after seeing her cry, he knew it was possible she could feel. "Me? I make you feel...something?" she nodded. This was too much for him to take in all at once, it..it wasn't that it caused ill feelings, it surprised him because maybe that's the tingly feeling he got around her. "Yin..."

"...I'm sorry." he gasped. She was thinking she did something wrong? Why would she think that way?

"No, don't apologize Yin." just tell her, Hei. He took a breath. "I...I should have told you how you make me feel, Yin." she made a lightly shocked face."I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't visit you too..." this was a little harder than he thought it would be. "I should have told you when I started to feel it...I will make sure I never screw up again." he leaned over the bed and to her side and gently kissed her lips for a few seconds before pulling away. Her eyes were closed and her breathing just a bit harder.

"Forgive me..." he begged. When she nodded, he crawled over and wrapped her into his arms. He would hold her until she asked him to let go, and he hoped she'd never say those words.

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Mao was resting on the shelves the next morning, waiting for Yin...and hopefully Hei as well. When the door to the bedroom opened and Hei came out with his hand in Yin's, Mao watched them head over to the eating table, Yin sat in her usual spot and Hei went to make breakfast. Hm. The black cat jumped off the shelve and headed over to Yin. He rubbed against her gently before sitting on her lap for his daily pet and grooming. He loved it, to tell the truth.

When Hei finished their breakfast, which was fried eggs, he dropped an extra egg in Mao's bowl and slid it toward the cat that rested on Yin's lap. Mao gave Hei a nasty look before getting up to eat. The black cat began to wonder what exactly happened that night, when he glanced over when they were finished to see Hei lean over the table and lightly kiss her lips. He smiled Well, well. Haung will be pleased. And then Hei stood to take the plates away and wash the dishes.

Before Hei left that day -- Kiko was heading over from across the street -- Mao noticed yet again, Hei's actions. He bent down and pecked both her cheeks and her lips before he quietly wished her a good day and headed off. Mao couldn't help but feel happy for Yin, he knew she had wanted this. He wished he knew for how long though.

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"And you saw this how many times?"

"Two times. I asked Yin about it, but she wouldn't tell me anything."

"Well," Haung laughed. "at least the two are together. Maybe Hei won't be so gloomy all the time."

That's it for the first drabble. The next story begins in the next chapter! :)

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