Chapter 11

For most of the morning, Yunho & Yuri puttered around the house. It wasn't until early afternoon that they got out into the yard.

“I would like to introduce you to your garden.” Yunho waved an arm broadly over a patch of dirt & overgrown weeds.

“Garden?” Yuri snickered, “Yeah, this indeed looks like something I tried to grow.”

“Actually, it started out pretty good.” Yunho commented, “But...Well.” He scratched the side of his head, searching for a nice way to break the news of her un-green thumbs to her, “Let's just say the plants weren't ready to do much growing.”

“No need to spare my feelings.” Yuri assured him, “This isn’t a new thing. You should have seen the pathetic attempt I made when I was younger. Dad seemed to always be able to salvage them though.”

Yunho considered the patch. He had never thought much about digging in the dirt. This had always been Yuri’s project, “Not that I know a thing about gardening but perhaps two not-green thumbs can make it right. Maybe we should work on it together.”

Yuri looked up at him, mildly surprised, “Really?”

“Sure.” Yunho told her, meeting her gaze, “You used to tell me it was therapeutic.”

“Well, okay. Where do I kept my tools?”

“In the utility house.” Yunho started towards the squat little building that sat to one side of the yard, “Why don't I get them?”

“I'll come with you.” Yuri followed him, ‘It might help me remember something.”

Yunho froze momentarily. That was the first time she had actually admitted to wanting to remember her life with him. A warm glow settled over him as he waited for her to catch up. They continued along to the utility house together.

Hours later, they stumbled back into the house, laughing. Yunho scrubbed his long fingers through his hair, trying to shake out some of the dirt, “Did you have to aim at my head?!” He demanded laughingly.

“It's the biggest part of you.” Yuri giggled uncontrollably, flicking another finger full of dirt at him.

“You're really asking for it!” Yunho warned her, running towards her in a menacing manner.

Squealing, Yuri turned to move away from him. Yunho gave chase, “You can run but you can't hide.” He said, tearing around the opposite side of the chair when she changed direction.

Yuri managed to get around the chair before he could catch her but she was laughing so hard that she didn't get much further, “Wait!” She cried, when Yunho was within grabbing distance, “Wait!”

Yunho paused, watching her laugh, “Three. Two.” He began to count down, wiggling his fingers at her for good measure, “One!” He announced, just as she turned to run again, squealing all the way.

Yunho