A/N: Recently I've been crazy about a song.... It's 'Vida Minha', by Filipa Sousa.. It's the song Portugal took to Eurovision.

At first I didn't like it, but listening to it deeply it's beautiful... and so do the lyrics! Please enjoy it! It has such a beat, even not understanding if you focus on it you may even cry! I'm sorry for putting the lyrics you don't understand... just some of them!

This tradution doesn't seem 100% accurate, but you can read it.. and listen to it while reading the story : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDEPVajbLTw  :)

In 2005, DBSK finally debuted in Japan, and one year later they were already really popular. After all those hardships, they were able to succeed. Their tears, blood and strength were able to do something they never imagined - to spread the hallyu wave that their sunbae, BoA, started.

Soon, japanese people were rendered to DBSK, to whose they called Tohoshinki (THSK). 

"You're almost japanese, guys" The manager said, holding a newspaper. "Check this."

"What?" Yunho read it out loud. "For the first time in history, foreign singers were able to enter in Oricon Chart, taking the place of japanese artists. The only foreign group that talks and acts like japanese people. We smell success."

"Yeah", they hugged each other in victory. All the pain was erased to give place to joy.

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Sigo as ruas da cidade, velha, escura, imperfeita

Cheira a beijos de saudade, numa praça que se enfeita

Há uma criança que corre, uma vizinha que espreita

E em mim só segue o desejo de chegar p’ra te abraçar

E em mim só segue o desejo de chegar p’ra te abraçar

Jaejoong walked at night for a bit, after going to the supermarket. It was nice not to be recognisable sometimes, even if it meant he wasn't that popular yet. Differently from his debut days, he was a lot more popular. He got what he wanted with a big price.

Lost in thoughts, he didn't realise the looks people were giving him.

"Isn't it Hero Jaejoong? The one from THSK?"

"Yes..." Soon, there was a small crowd of fans following him.

Looking back, Jaejoong for scared and started moving faster. A little after, the fans were basically running after him. 

He wasn't really in the mood of facing them, and he was honestly afraid. He wasn't that fluent in japanese to be able to get off that situation if it got dangerous... he was running without directions, until he seemed to have outwitted them.

After calming down for a bit, he saw a girl in front of him. She was shocked to the point she made Jaejoong scared. "Y-You're Jaejoong! We meet again!"

Jaejoong frowned, and tried to walk back. "Wait! They're still looking for you, you better hide." She said. Holding his hand while running, she guided him to a place she knew.

Se fosses luz, amor, ai luz do dia

Sorriso inspirador de fantasia

Se fosses água, amor, qual água pura

Que mata a sede à flor da ternura

"We're here." She said. 

"Where are we?"

"My house."

"She... took me to her house?" Jaejoong was a bit taken back, but she smiled as she understood his fears.

"It's okay. I won't bite you or anything. I just don't like how those fans are so obcessive."

Jaejoong smiled. "It doesn't matter how many years I'm in this field, I'm still not used to it."

"Yeah, you used to be such a lively boy, no one could try to confine you." She said, smiling.

"You, how do you know?"

Almost poking her own head, she shrugged. "I just guessed. I'm Hanna, what about you?"

"I'm Jaejoong... You forgot?"

"Oh, right..." She blushed. "So, are you hungry?"

"Well... Not really", he said, but his tummy betrayed him by making a big sound.

She just laughed, making him atonished by its sounds. Somehow his heart started to beat faster, and a warm sensation surrounded him. 

"I'll cook ramen... I'm sorry, I'm out of grocery."

"It's okay", he said. "Can I help you?"

"No! Just sit and watch tv, or something." She said. 

Singing in a low tone, Hanna started cooking. It was sad that he didn't remember her, but she was happy that she could share those moments with him too. Heavens had give her a great gift, even if it was for a day she was thankful.

Meanwhile, Jaejoong was getting bored watching tv. "Japanese is still too difficult to m-", he started to say when it hit him... That girl, Hanna, had been talking korean to him since the beginning. Was she korean? But she seemed japanese... He stood up to clear that doubt when he saw a picture on his way to the kitchen. It was a picture of a woman, a man and a child.

"That man, I know him..." Jaejoong mumbled to himself. "Wait, I know. It's in my mother's pictures... He was the director of the orphanage."

Suddenly he heard the sound of something breaking. The plates with ramen were all broken, and the ramen was spilled on the ground. Hanna ignored it, and just asked him "Y-You know who is him? You finally remember... or you just ignored me when I asked you about that?"

"When you asked...? Isn't it the first time we meet?"

Hanna fell on the ground, making Jaejoong worried. "Hey, are you okay?"

"So, it doesn't matter how I appear in your life... because you never remember me afterwards."

"We met? Really?"

"At.... an autograph session." Hanna said, sobbing. "I t-told you that I was Hanna. Y-You didn't recognise me, and the security guards sent me off"

Jaejoong looked at her, and tried to recall those memories. "When was it?"

"Around three years ago, when you were finishing a concert in Seoul. You didn't have many people in your line, so you received me pretty warmly-"

"AH! I REMEMBER IT! The big fan!" He exclaimed.

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry." He said, touching her shoulder. "I tend to forget things... But believe me, when you approached me back then I still didn't know that I was adopted. Actually, that's still recent for me. Just that my mother showed me some pictures, and I recognised your father."

"What... about me?"

Jaejoong looked down. "I-I don't have any pictures of you. I'm sorry."

"Wait!" Hanna said, and ran to her room. After a while, she came back. "Here. A picture of us."

Jaejoong held it, and looked carefully. As much as he tried to remember, he couldn't. As much as he didn't want to see the disappointment in her eyes, he couldn't lie either. 

"I don't remember. I really don't. I'm sorry." He said. "Maybe it will only take time, ok? When I come back I'll ask my mother about it!"

"You're leaving?"

"Yes, I have two more weeks left."

"Oh."

"So, should I try to cook this time?" Jaejoong suggested. "I'm hungry as hell."

Hanna smiled sadly. "Yeah. Thank you."

After eating, Jaejoong's manager appeared and they said goodbye.

"Thank you for everything you did for me, Hanna. I swear you, I'll try to remember."

"It's okay." Hanna said "Maybe our friendship was just a childish thing, something onesided."

"Don't say that. I'm sure it meant something to me too", he said. With that, he shook her hand, and left.

Jaejoong and Hanna didn't stop thinking about each other during that night. Hanna was crying all she could so that on the next day she could rise again as if nothing had happened, while Jaejoong was trying to recall those memories. He had called his mom, and she indeed told him that he had a cute girl as a friend, and that he liked her so much that he never talked to them for a lot of months, but it didn't wake his memory. Why couldn't he remember? He went to bed with that thought, but he wasn't ready for the dreams that appeared in his sleep after.

"Bless my child with an eternal love."

"Oppa, why don't you go play?", a little girl asked him.

"Because I prefer to be with you", the boy answered him. "Hanna, I'll be always by your side. It's a promise." He said, holding up his pinky finger. Joining both pinky fingers, they swore love for eternity.

"Hanna chan!!! Let me be with Hanna chan!!! I DON'T WANT  A FAMILY!!! I DON'T", and then Jaejoong woke up. A thousand of images went through his head, all his precious memories with Hanna... the ones he seemed to have forgotten.

Se fosses luz, amor, ai luz do dia

Sorriso inspirador de fantasia

Mas entre tudo que possas ser na vida

Só quero, meu amor, sejas vida minha

E em mim só segue o desejo de chegar p’ra te abraçar

"I can't be here anymore", Jaejoong said and stood up. Wearing something random, he left the house.

In fifteen minutes he was already on Hanna's door, knocking like crazy. "Hanna!! Hanna!! Hanna!! Open it! Open the door!"

He was about to yell, when the door was finally opened, revealing an Hanna with swollen eyes and lack of sleep. "What are y-", she was cut when Jaejoong went forward and hugged her tight. 

"I remember everything now. I remember you, my princess, my precious Hanna. I remember you", he said, and then backed away to cup her face with his hands. "how could I have forgotten you? Will you ever forgive me? Will you?"

"I already did, to be honest." She said, crying of happiness. Jaejoong approached his face of hers and they touched foreheads. Looking eye-to-eye, Jaejoong smiled. "You know, you got prettier. Maybe that's why I didn't recognise y-AISH!"

He was interrupted by Hanna's kick. "Are you saying I wasn't pretty back then?"

"You were and still are!! I just wanted to see if you were still the girl I used to tease and like so much."

"Well, I wasn't the one who changed."

"Nope, because in the end I'm still the Jaejoong you met. The Jaejoong that only loves Hanna."

Jaejoong touched Hanna's tears with his finger, and wiped it. "A princess doesn't cry when her knight is around to protect her."

"Will you stay?"

"As long as I can, yes."

"Promise", she demanded, showing her pinky finger. They joined his pinky fingers and promised, looking at each other.

"Oh, right." He took something from his pocket. "Give me your number. We can't loose contact."

"Yes." They exchanged numbers, and she unwillingly let him leave.

"I'll come back, ok? I promised already!"

"Ok!" Hanna waved him, still pouting.

Jaejoong smiled and approached her again. "Be strong, princess. I'll call you tomorrow. Bye". With a small peak on her cheek, he said goodbye and left.

Hanna went back to bed, the sleep finally appearing. "Jaejoong, thank you."

When she was about to sleep her phone beeped. She took it and read the message:

"As always, I enjoyed to be with you.

Goodbye, princess. Dream about me.

Kiss <3"

She didn't know how they became so close from a childhood relationship, but she knew it was something to be thankful for. She slept with a warming feel, for the first time in so long.

Se fosses luz, amor, ai luz do dia

Sorriso inspirador de fantasia

Se fosses água, amor, qual água pura

Que mata a sede à flor da ternura

The next days were absolutely heaven for them. Each break of Jaejoong would be passed with Hanna, and even DBSK members would grumble at Jaejoong's lack of time for them.

They were so happy that they just wished that the time stopped. Holding hands, hugging, they did it everytime they could, everytime there was no one around. 

And then, the time they had to be separated came.

"Hanna-chan", Jaejoong started, connecting hands. He was sat behind her, holding her while she rested.

"Yeah?"

"W-We're leaving the day after tomorrow."

"What?" She broke the contact to look at him. "Is that serious? Why?"

Jaejoong sighed. "We have our activities in Japan done... We're going to do a comeback in Korea next month, and we need to get ready."

Hanna didn't say anything for a while, until Jaejoong stood up and pulled her with him.

"Hanna, listen to me. You know that this time I won't forget you, ok? My feelings for you seem to have grownth with time, it's definitely something that won't break. Believe me."

"I believe you, but... I'm afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid that you won't comeback", she mumbled.

He smiled and held her chin up. "Idiot. Of course I'll come back. You want to see? Here. "He took his bracelet off, and gave it to her. "I'm sure you know what this is. This is my older sister's bracelet, the one I love since I was a child... You know what it means to me, right? Please accept it. It's a proof that I'll come get it." He said, and helped her putting in on.

Se fosses luz, amor, ai luz do dia

Sorriso inspirador de fantasia

Mas entre tudo que possas ser na vida

Só quero, meu amor, sejas vida minha

With a touch in a face, he smiled and leaned in to kiss her. Like that, they shared their first kiss and made their loving votes. They'd be together. Forever.

In front of the cherry blossom, they swore that... and when both were appart, they knew each other's love, the love that was still present even though they were in different places, different countries. They knew that the bond they shared would make them meet again, no matter the circunstances.

Mas entre tudo que possas ser na vida

Só quero, meu amor, sejas vida minha