Takeshi's POV: I was wearing my necktie when Yuko stepped out of her room wearing her white ballet outfit."How do I look?it's been a long time since I was on the stage.I'm afraid..." she bit her lower lip "You look adorable nymph" I couldn't take it any more."Yuko can you fix this necktie for me?" I asked as my nervous hand failed to do the knot "Taki tell me the truth why are you so pale?are you ok?let's not go there at all.You look sick."she said "Oh no!We have to go there or else...just help me with this tie.It's killing me" I managed to say.She walked to me and fixed the necktie then looked up into my eyes and her fingers trailed down my chest "You are carrying a ...knife to a ballet and daggers... Oh my goodness Taki what the heck are you going to do?"her fingers stopped on my thigh where I had tied my favourite pistol "Taki are you going to kill...some one?" her hands cupped my face."don't ask Yuko." I replied avoiding eye contact."No,Taki I won't let you.I won't let you endanger your life...not again..." she rubbed her wet palms against my cheeks pulling my head down to her chest "don't ...don't do it Yuko.I I I ...have to do it.Trust me..." I said to her chest .She slumped on the floor "trust you?you are clad as a man going to the front!" she cuddled her knees."so Yuko?is it the first time?" I knelt down and embraced her she stared at my eyes and gently kissed my cheek "promise you won't leave me Taki" she pleaded "oh girl no one can..." I sighed looking at her worried eyes "I promise my...nymph" I pecked her cheek."I will fix my hair wait for me in the parking" she got up and staggered out of the door like a drunk mermaid.