Wasn't sure to make this Rated M, there are only two questionable sentences, but I hope no one gets upset. If you are younger, please beware there is one scene that is a little questionable.

June 2013

Ilana had been with Kike for just over a month. Every morning she woke early and went for her walk; upon her return, they would breakfast by the pool. Later, if Kike was working, she would take advantage and pour over a medical coding and office administration course book. Having signed up for an online program without her brother's knowledge; she just couldn't break it to him that she wanted to work. She was enjoying this time with her brother, especially their evening walk n' talk along the beach but was also getting restless. His constant cosseting was driving her crazy. If HyungJung called her Princess, Kike treated her like one. He didn’t let her do much for herself or by herself. She missed the playfulness of her Oppa-deul. At least they had all kept their promise and were in constant contact with her and her with them. Sometimes Ilana thought Kike would get upset on those occasions he walked into the room to find her lost in conversation with Suzy or an Oppa. "Poor Kike," she thought. He never had to share her with anyone; he always had her complete adoration.

On one such occasion she was on the phone with KyuJong:
- "Deh, I'm almost done with my mini-course,” she told him excitedly. "A lot of it I already knew, but there are still things I'm learning."
- "Daebak! When will you take your test?"
- "In two weeks."
- “Mollah how Ilana-ssi can finish a course in half the time, Na hope you’re not overdoing it.”
- "Mollan anji; aside from having a private tutor for grade school and high school, I self-studied my entire college degree. So this is a piece of cake."
- "Arasso, smarty-pants, does Ilana-ssi have an idea of what she’s going to do yet?"
- "Anieyo, Oppa, I'm not sure what type of position to take. The least contact with people the better."
- "Tch! What’s the point of doing this, if Ilana-ssi is just going to hide?"
- "I'm not hiding..." Kike had walked in at that moment. "Annyeong Oppa, my other Oppa just walked in." Not wanting Kike to overhear, she spoke in Korean, earning her plenty of guffaws from the other side of the phone. She had accumulated a vast knowledge of words, but putting them together was not her forte, just yet. ”Yah Oppa! At least I'm trying to learn!" She pouted.
- "Mianhaeyo Ilana-ssi. You're doing well, keep it up. When we see each other again, you're getting Korean grammar lessons."
- "Deh…!  Tell everyone saranghae!"
- "Ani! Ilana-ssi can text them herself, later."
- "Brat! Annyeong!" She terminated the call and then turned her full attention to her brother who was looking quite serious. "Hi!" She smiled brightly and gave him a hug. "Did you just get back?"
- "Yes, which of your Oppa's were you on the phone with." There was a strange tone in Kike's voice when he said the word 'Oppa'. Ilana had never heard him use that intonation, at least not with her.
- "Mmm, KyuJong Oppa. How did you know it wasn't Suzy, hmm?" She asked him cutely.
- "Had it been Suzy, you would still be talking." He was also thinking, a bit irritably: "You'd still be talking to YoungSaeng as well."
- "Suzy is a talker."
- "I used to think you weren't, but you've proven me wrong." He smiled, trying to keep his jealousy in check. "I'd like to put your new skills to work for me." He had just come up with an idea.
- "W- what?" She responded a little nervously.
- "Que manera de contestarle a su hermano es ese (Is that any way to answer your brother)?  Se contesta: sí hermano, lo que usted pida (You answer yes brother, anything you ask)," he joked.
- "Has he been talking to Oppa's?" She wondered as she smiled at him. "Alright, beloved brother, if it's within my ability to help you, I would love to."

Two Weeks Later

Kike had announced to Ilana that he would require her new skills that day.

 - “What am I going to do?” She asked him curiously.

 - “You’ll find out.” That was the only information she could get out of him.

He drove them out of the city but didn't tell her where they were going. It was sometime later they arrived at a secured school? She couldn't tell. There wasn't a marquis or other indication of what this place was. It looked vaguely familiar, but Kike wasn't saying where they were, just that they had arrived. The security had just waved them through.

Kike opened her door after they had parked in front of one of the buildings and led her by the waist towards an entrance. Ilana stopped dead when she saw the lettering on the door: Ricky Martin Foundation: Stop the Scourge of Child Trafficking. The foundation helped prevent and retrieve kids who are being sold into the modern day slavery of ion and the commercial industry across the world.
- "Why did you bring me here?" Ilana spoke through clenched teeth.
- "I just wanted you to speak with the kids, especially the girls."
- "What can I possibly say to these kids, Kike! Do you want me to lie to them and tell them the pain goes away?!” They were eliciting stares, but Ilana didn't care. She was shaking in her ire and anguish.
- "Ilana, you know it may be my name on the door, but you are the face of this foundation. You are our hope; the reason I set up the foundation. So more kids didn't have to go through what you did."
- "I help you fund it for the same reason. I want anyone who uses kids the way I was used, caught and tortured to death. But I told you from the beginning that was all you'd get from me. I would not be involved in its operations."
- "Manita, don't you realize, you're a tree that has survived the floodwaters? You survived; you, more than anyone can give them hope for a normal life."
- "Is that what you think?  That I'm normal and well? That all is just fine? Do you know I pounded my hand on the ship's rail until I sprained it? If KyuJong Oppa hadn't come along, you of all people should know what could have happened? (Kike had arrived at, an eleven-year-old, Ilana’s house with her foster parents and the rest of the band to find Ilana about to take a handful of sleeping pills.).” Kike shuddered remembering the scene that had caused him to vow to protect the girl in front of him.  “I had a full-blown panic attack in front of Saengie Oppa and his friend; just because he came upon me while I was distracted. I have to be forced to take medicine for pain or fever because I'm afraid it's some other type of drug that will allow me to be under the control of someone else, again! I'll never know what it is to be able to love a man and be loved because my scars have deformed me." Ilana's chest was pounding, her ears were ringing and it was getting harder to breathe.
- "Manita..." Kike reached out to try and calm her down. She had never voiced these thoughts before.
- "Do what you came to do. I'm leaving!" She said in a voice edged with steel.
- "Manita, wait!" Kike shouted after her. It was too late, she was running as fast as she could towards the gatehouse, regardless of small heeled sandals she wore, He was torn between chasing after her or letting her go as he always did. He knew if she had to walk back to Miami she would. He called the guard house and had them call her a cab and provide her with water.

Ilana arrived at the guard house about ten minutes later, completely winded, nauseous and lightheaded. The guard stopped her from running past him.
- "Please Miss Contreras, stop!" Everyone at the center knew who she was, even if she'd never set foot in the grounds. “We've ordered you a cab, please..." He gestured towards the guard house. "...sit on the stool and wait. Someone is bringing you water as we speak." Ilana was shaking uncontrollably now; even if she wanted to keep running she couldn't. She sat gratefully. Just as she sat down, another guard arrived with a bottle of water. She sat and drank small sips of water until the cab arrived.

Once in the cab, Ilana broke down; she had refused to do so while still at the center.  The tears came unrestrained. Her oxygen depriving sobs lasted for what seemed like forever, making the driver extremely nervous. Once she had enough presence of mind to want to stop, she controlled her breathing until only a few tears remained.

Needing a distraction before she started sobbing again, she checked her for any missed calls. There weren't any and before realized it she typed "Yeoboseyo :’(” and sent it to YoungSaeng.

YoungSaeng felt his phone vibrate, but he was in the middle of helping someone. Once free, he looked at his phone to find the simple text from Ilana. He didn’t know why, but he felt uneasy about it; it could have been the unhappy face she signed it with. She always just called him or sent more of a lengthy message. He remembered what he told her the morning she left the ship:

- “Call me, whenever you need me. …Even if it’s just to say ‘yeoboseyo’.”

YoungSaeng’s heart was pounding as he called Ilana’s phone immediately.  "Gwenchana?" He asked before Ilana could even say hello.

- "D-deh, Oppa."

- "Nae Cinderella knows that Oppa knows you're lying, maja?"

- "Arrayo…, I just needed to hear your voice. Mianhae, your dongsaeng is being weak right now."

- "I need to take this call, it's urgent. Please cover for me." YoungSaeng spoke to one of his staff before leaving the lounge. "I'm going to my room, so tell me what's really going on. Where's Enrique-ssi?"

- "We got in a fight. He's at his foundation and I'm on my way back to his house."

- “Has this ever happened before?"

- "Anieyo, he's never tried to trap me into doing something before." Ilana couldn't think of a better way of explaining it.

- "What do you mean? What did he trap you into doing?"

- "Have you ever heard of the Ricky Martin Foundation?"

- "Ani, I'll look it up and you tell me what happened." While YoungSaeng searched the net, Ilana told him everything that had happened and how she reacted. She had only hinted to them what she'd been through, but there her story was, on the internet for the entire world to see.

- “....It's just...why didn't he talk to me first? Consider how I felt about it?" Ilana said in frustration when she had finished her story. YoungSaeng had to clear his throat prior to answering her. Seeing his Cinderella's youthful face and her story had deeply affected him.

- "Oh, then his real sin was not that he took you to the foundation, it's that he didn't tell you he was going to do that."

- "Deh!"

- "Don't be too upset at him. I think he might've thought it would do you good to see the kids and the kids good to see you."

- "That's just it! Why does my family assume they know what's best for me. I'm not sixteen anymore! Oppa, I made a mistake. I put my trust in someone I shouldn't have. I'll carry the scars with me for the rest of my life." She began to cry again. "Do they think I don't know any better now? You never treated me like that. I always felt like I had the final say, even...even when HyungJun Oppa tried to kidnap me," she smiled at the memory.

- "Crazy Maknae," YoungSaeng laughed, remembering his own role that day. "It would have served him right had you slapped him. Your brother, just like us, wants to help you. Ara, you're angry and hurt. You want to overcome those memories and being at the foundation was like reliving them."

- “Oppa, now what do I do."

- "You already did well, by expressing yourself. How many times did we tell you not to hold your feelings in? You make yourself sick when you do that."

- "Arrayo, I need to talk to him and tell him what I'm planning. My tests are all done and I know no reason why I won't pass. It's time to move on. Oppa, you know I need to do this."

- "Stubborn Agassi, fighting! Relax now, take a deep breathe. Close your eyes and pretend you're here and Oppa's holding you until you stop crying, arraso?"

- "Mmm, I miss your hugs; I miss all of you guys. Gomawoyo Oppa, you always make me feel better. Mianhae I’m bothering you and I took you from your work."

- "Anieyo Gwenchanayo, nae Cinderella is never a bother. Oppa's here for you anytime, remember." Terminating the call with a heavy heart, YoungSaeng wished he really could be there to hold her. He also knew she was stronger than she thought; that frightened him more than anything. Would a day come that she no longer needed him?

Ilana was sufficiently calmed by the time she reached the house. She knew Kike would give her space and take his time coming home. Ilana also knew she needed to lie down for a while. The effects of her running and altered emotions had left her with a migraine and feeling cold despite the ninety degrees outside.

Having slept for a few hours, it was now late afternoon and Kike still hadn't come home or called. She decided to walk the beach in front of the house until Kike came back; leaving him a note in her room.

Kike found Ilana sitting in the sand at the water's edge. She looked at peace, gazing at the water. She was barefoot; she wore shorts and a gauzy loose fitting long sleeved shirt. He didn't even think she owned shorts. It seemed he didn't know his sister at all anymore.
- "Perdóname (I'm sorry), Manita." Ilana turned at the sound of Kike's voice. He handed her a bouquet of purple flowers.
- "Purple hyacinth they mean ‘forgive me’." She smiled at her brother. "No hay nada que perdonar. Todo se quedó olvidado. (There’s nothing to forgive. Everything is forgotten.).”
- "Segura (Are you sure)? Nunca fue mi intención herirte (It was never my intention to hurt you).

." - "Segura (I’m sure)." She patted the sand next to her. "Siéntate, necesitamos hablar (Sit, we need to talk)."  Kike sat down and braced himself for a conversation he was quite sure he wouldn't like.  "I won't be staying much longer." She put a hand on his arm to keep him from interrupting. "Ya que termine, me puedes regañar todo lo que quieras (Once I’m done you can scold me all you want). Anyway, I just finished a medical coding/office course. You know I already knew most of it, because of working with Juan Carlos. Once I find work, I'll be getting my own place."
- "Pero deberás, que te has vuelto loca, chica? Podría ser tu nombre en un hospital, no una empleada cualquiera. Todo tú estudio, noches de vela, los vas a tirar por un lado? (But really, have you gone crazy, girl? What about your degree, all your sleepless nights, are you going to throw that all away?) Ilana kept her word and let Kike scold and vent all he wanted.
- "Kike," Ilana addressed her brother calmly and patiently, "bien que sabes que estudie duro para evitar la soledad y la tristeza, y para mis papas, que estuvieran orgullosos de mí, después de lo sucedido." (You know very well I studied hard to prevent the loneliness and sadness, and for my parents, that they might be proud of me, despite what happened.)
- "Y la empresa (What about the company)?" Kike tried another tactic.
- "La empresa ha marchado bien sin mí por quince años (The company, has marched along just fine these last fifteen years without me). Necesito abrirme camino por mí misma (I need to try my own open road)". Kike looked at her skeptically. "Te prometo regresar a la empresa si no funciona mi plan. (I promise to return to the company, if my plan doesn’t work.)" She smiled cutely at her brother.

Kike was wondering exactly how his sister always managed to make him her accomplice. He really should be locking her in a trunk and shipping her back to California but instead, she had him scouring want ads for her. So far she hadn't found the right fit. A small office wanted a person to do both front and back office work, while the hospital positions had her working in large groups. She had KyuJong and Suzy looking in neighboring states as well. And having never had to interview before, she was so nervous the first few times she was called, she never made it to the interview.

This is how Kike found himself making a phone call, he shouldn't be making. In fact, he should be putting every obstacle in her way, so she would get discouraged. But he created this spoiled child; he could never tell her no or go against her in any way. "Here goes nothing," he thought. “I’m about to sell my soul to the devil for Ilana’s sake.”
- "Dr. Contreras speaking," the man on the other end answered formally. Kike was using a phone at the center so that Juan Carlos wouldn't immediately know who was calling.

Ok, my dears, the start of part two, what do you think? Also, to my fellow Green Peas, do you want to see another showcase? If so, who? I've already done, Kim Hyun Joong, Jung Min, and kind of YoungSaeng. So please let me know. As always, thank you so much for your support.

P.S. There really is a Ricky Martin Foundation