Taking Boulevard des Capucines, Sora stepped into Café de la Paix. Waiting on her cappuccino, she wondered in confusion of why suddenly he came. Shaking her head, she was suddenly angry at herself for giving in. "Good luck on finding it." She thought... Walking down the hall, Sora unlocked the door to her suite and saw a box on the floor. Opening it, she saw her white padlock and a card. "What are you playing?" She mumbled. Continuing down the hall, Sora looked to the card in her hand and up to the room number. Seeing how the door was a crack open, she slowly opened it and took two steps in. "In or out? Leeteuk asked, staring at her from the other side of his suite. "You're already in, mind as well come all the way in. He added. His grin fell when she didn't reply. "This relationship, Leeteuk shi." Sora slowly spoke. "I need to know...?" She heard footsteps outside the hall and decided to close the door behind her. It felt suddenly alien to him hearing her use formal on him again. "Do we have a relationship? I thought we are something else now." Leeteuk took slow steps forward, looking uncharacteristically serious as he studied her. Sora felt of how unfair she had sounded. She knew there was no longer a commitment and there was no boundaries they'd set up of their relationship to one another in the near future. She wasn't even sure she could call him her friend anymore. But she wanted to. Now without warning, she was flat-out asking him to change the rules they hadn't started yet. She knows he wouldn't except her request. "I know I was using you to get my freedom and things had gone a little too far. I never wanted this to happen. You are a great guy and I don't... Well, I was hoping we can still be... Now that it's over. I'll see you around." She decided to walk out with much dignity intact as possible. "Wait, Sora. Hold on a minute." She heard his footsteps jogging forward, then felt a hand on her elbow stopping her from opening the door. Sora didn't move and couldn't answer. "It seems like you are saying you want more between us? Do you still want to continue where we left off? He asked. "I don't know." She wished her voice was stronger. Intimacy was so simple. It was relationships that were hard. "Do you want there more between us? This relationship?" His tune was persistant. "Simple question. It's either a yes or no." He turned her to face him. Keeping all emotion from her face, she studied him. "Why did you show up uninvited?" She asked. "I needed a vacation. He half joked. "So you had thought about coming back to Paris?" She asked again. Sora smiled, was there pleasure on her face? He couldn't be sure. Leeteuk told himself to tread carefully. He has made it this far, which was really something. "Don't you ever thought about me?" He asked. opened. He waited, but she didn't readily answered him. His question echoed in her head. She suddenly felt very small. "Yes!" Her mind screamed. "All the time, with every breath." She glanced back at the door, thinking of her friends advices. Did she even have him? What Min Hyorin had told her back at the company. She came uninvited and warned her. What is he thinking? Had she already lost? If so, should she take Boa's advice and not turn back. Or, should she take Susie's and just have with him. A one night to remember for always? The last. Indecisive to say, instead she said, "Maybe a little, but I've been busy with work." She felt his grip lessen on her. "Oh. How are things at work?" He asked. "Great. Fine. I've just gone to the office this morning. I'm going to work on the new project soon. I've got some soild idea's already. It's pretty big account for me." Sora answered and thought was she babbling, then bit her bottom lip. "I'm sure you'll do great." He then felt worry. "Sora." Leeteuk said and his eyes stayed focus on her face. "Can I ask... Are you seeing anyone else?" He wanted to hear it from her personally. She froze and didn't speak. He watched her silence, she seemed scared. "Nevermind. It's none of my business... Goodnight. He stepped back, giving her space to open the