Previously: Taecyeon and Yoona kissed. - What else to say xD 

Hey, I got to know another K-Artist :

Epitone Project - Spring day, Cherry blossom and You ~ really beautiful piece keke~

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oIHikjAGyIc

Verbal Jint - You look good 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFJ10iqNgMo

  They looked at each other in shock. She covered and didn't blink once, while his mind was attacked with thousands of  random thoughts. He could still  taste her lipstick on his lips. The moment when their lips met, evrything became meaningless, just the two of them, as Ho Dong told him once. Meanwhile, In Yoona's world everything was jumping on her,  everything was spinning in her head.   "We shouldn't have done that ", she mumbled and looked at the stuffed toy in her hand,  but her vision was blurred as fresh tears continued to flow down her cheeks, "Why- .. Why couldn't you just stay away from me...?!".   Taecyeon's heart plummeted into his stomach when he saw her like that, he reached to give her a hug but was pushed away, her frustrations won over her shattered heart. She began to cry harder. Yoona turned her back to him, covering her face with wet hands.   "Leave me alone", she said shakily as she closed her eyes, pressing her tears out of them. "Now, tell me ... Dou really you want me to leave? then just say it and I'll never disturb you ever again!", Taecyeon said, grabbing her hand. He wanted to hear it from her; to finally know if that kiss was something real or if it was just their frustration towards the kid.   Suddenly, Turning to him she screamed at the top of her lungs "Leave me alone!" she picked up the stuffed bear, that fell to the ground and threw it at Taecyeon's chest.   "Yoona..", he catched the bear as she began to hit his chest, not causing any damage. "It's okay", as he held her to his chest against her will. She pushed of and started to hit her two hands that turned into fists against Taecyeon's chest, weakly yelling at him to leave her alone. He grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her in tightly, her head buried in his chest. Taecyeon placed his hand against her head and the other supporting her back to make her feel safe. Slowly putting his forehead against the top of her head and quickly blinked away his watery eyes that reflected his own emotional pain, he had to go through in the past years. For once they weren't awkward but felt comfortable, both of their hearts missed each other and finally met again. This seemed natural to Him with Yoona burrowing under his heavy arm.   ".. it's okay..", repeating it quietly, as if the young man was afraid if he spoke too loudly he would ruin the comfort of their situation.   When Yoona heard this, she unwillingly reminded herself of her current family life , ".. no... no~ it's not...", she struggled for a brief moment but broke the embracement, that felt right but wrong at the same time, "... It hurts too much, let's ... let's just end it here and now...". Her sorrowful eyes met his again, while she kept her left hand on his chest. Simultaneously, pushing him away to stop him from any more actions, because Yoona knew she then could not resist  to honestly show her love.   ".. 'end' what? .. Something that hasn't started yet..?", she was about to turn away, when his words hit her heart, as if she was shot right there, "... Do You love..."   With Yoona's back facing young man again, her eyes widened. "...Him?", Taecyeon yelled and yelled and yelled inside, but nothing worked. It just came out of his mouth.   MWOH!? ... ok Taecyeon!! .. you should have asked her if she loves YOU! BUt why? why do always talking about HIM?? - Taecyeon's inner side screamed histerically.   "Aish~ just forget it...", his husky strong voice made Yoona shivering. Now, he was faster than she could react. Only sensing his foot steps leaving the building, leaving her once again. However, Something told her to not turn around; She wanted it to end... and so it ends.   --------------------------------------------   The Day of Ho Dong's Funeral ...   "...Fany ... Did he really told nothing?", Taecyeon asked a bit curious and sad.   "Nothing", she replied with accuracy. Tiffany was standing in front of him, helping him straighten his tie as they got ready for the funeral. She smiled at him, trying to cheer him up, "but he do told me a lot of funny stuff about you".   "... what for example?", now he was more curious and gave his friend a sign to stop helping him, so that he can do it for himself.   "humm~... like when you were too angry and kicked away an empty packet of cigarettes.. he said you looked like a little child, who's mother didn't buy the things you wanted to have..", she sat down on her couch, amusingly watching his friend struggling with his jacket.   "Ya~ it was a serious matter ... anyways.. I've met Krystal some days ago..."   "Krystal?", she looked worried somehow but waited for him to continue.   He nodded, "neh, we've accidentally met in a café and well, we talked about some stuff... she really changed.. but it feels weird..", scratching his forhead.   "Ya! Krystal became a lady, don't ever tell her that she's weird! You don't know how much impact you have on her!", already standing again and headed to the door, grabbing the keys.   ".. impact?..", his mind was confused, "... ok, let's just go..." , closing the door behind him.   Will she come? - his head was filled with Yoona, while he held the steering wheel in his hands instead of concentrating on the streets.   "I can tell, today is a sunny and warm day..", Tiffany smiled and gazed out of the window, "... Taec.. you know, before Ho Dong became sicker and sicker, when everything was still fine with his health, he always told me how similar you are to his son..."   "Chinja?"   "Neh, he said you were as rebellious as Sihoo, that's his name... but the only difference was that Sihoo had a short life...", she nodded and continued, ".. he had a rare form of leukemia. Before the day when he collapsed, he had a discussion with his father about breaking up with his girlfriend, because he knew his life was ending soon. Sihoo didn't wanted his girlfriend to suffer after his death and wanted to make it easier for both of them. But it never came to that point."   Taecyeon felt sad and strangely imagined an old man sitting on his chair, smoking fine grass and drinking the most expensive wine... alone, without somebody to talk with, "... I might have a long life, but it doesn't make my situation better.."   "Oh Come on! Taeccie-yah! Sihoo was sick as hell and you? You think your problem is a big problem? You make it much more complicated for yourself!"   "... I have to focus on the traffic...", trying to get rid of this uncomfortable confrontation, whereas she turned her head to him, making him nervous.   "May I ask...", she thought a bit and continued, ".. isn't your friend hurt inside everytime he tells himself that it's not his son?".   "He--", in fact Taecyeon didn't know how his friend must feel. How much pain he had to endure. But Taecyeon just knew one thing, "He took care of my son for  4 years.  4 years of his life for a son that isn't even his own. He completely deserves her attention", his phrases became clearer, "But let us cherish Ho Dong today."   Tiffany knew it wasn't any good to continue this discussion and stared out ouf the window again, "... Ho Dong said you will come back as a whole but you came back with a hole..."   As stubborn as he was, the young boy ignored her pun and parked next to a big and long mural with a sign at the entrance: "Cemetery of the East"   . . . . . . . . . . .    He walked with his friend as they neared the white marquee set up to protect Ho Dong’s mourners from the sun. Tiffany's mother awaited the two eagerly, when they entered the tent, "I thought you two would come late."   Taecyeon bowed politely, "Annyeonghaseyo Mrs. Hwang. Well, I had problems with my jacket, luckily we came before it starts..."   Mrs Hwang gave him a smile, "Taecyeon, u got taller?"   He just grinned sheepishly and teared his hair, "... well, 4 years is a long time.."   "Neh, I almost forgot, but you look matured... Oh~ excuse me, Taecyeon, I have to introduce Tiffany to someone...", Tiffany sent him a clueless glance and followed her mother. An elder man handed out a bunch of white roses to all attending men, when Taecyeon looked around and recognized Krystal in a black dress. Without a reason, he stared at her.   Did she become prettier?? - his mind wasn't clear anymore.   Krystal felt someone was watching her and turned her head to Taecyeon's direction. Her eyes widened when she saw him in that black suit, helding a white rose in his hand. Like a flash reaction Taecyeon promptly looked away and coughed nervously, as he sensed Krystal walking up to him.   "Annyeong~", she greeted, throwing her prettiest smile at him.   He pretended to not having seen her, "Oh~... hi, Krystal", drawing a half-smile on his face, "... You look good today".   She blushed because of his unexpected compliment and giggled, "... What's with your ears again", pointing to his pink ears. He immediately covered his ears and