A.N.: Hey, everyone! Welcome to my first Hana Yori Dango story! :-D I had a flash of inspiration and wrote down all of this today. It's gonna be a 5-Shot (does something like this even exist? ;)) and it's all written down already, so don't worry about my busy schedule - you won't have to worry about updates ;) To the readers, of my other stories, I promise to get going with those to! I swear I'm working on it!
Now, onto the story. I hope you'll enjoy it. Soujiro might be a little out of character, I pondered over it quite a lot during writing, but I wasn't able to portray him any better and stay in my story line :-S Sorry for that.
This whole thing is based on the jdrama version of the story. Doumyoji and Makino are already married, but she is not pregnant yet ;) Yuki is at University. Enjoy!

Chapter 1 – Dare you to move

"Welcome to the planet
Welcome to existence
Everyone's here

Everybody's watching you now
Everybody waits for you now
What happens next

I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor

Like today never happened
Today never happened before
Welcome to the fallout
Welcome to resistance
The tension is here

Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be

Maybe redemption has stories to tell
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?

Salvation is here
I dare you to move"
- Switchfoot

Soujiro's POV

"Nishikado-San!" the girl next to me purred, resting her head against my shoulder. "My drink is gone!"

I chuckled humorlessly, waving the waitress towards me for her to order. Today was not different from any other nights, really – clubs, girls, alcohol… This was what I was used to. Still, why did it seem to lack any appeal today?

It was because Akira didn't come with me tonight, I decided. What had I been thinking, coming here alone? Sure, I had been bored at home, but still…

"Nishikado-San! I'm talking to you!" one of the girls called, pouting.

"Oh, I'm sorry, ehm…" I tried really hard to remember her name, but it just wouldn't come to me. Dang. "I'm sorry, I was lost in thoughts."

"I'll forgive you" she returned sweetly before talking on. What a surprise, I thought sarcastically. Don't they always?

My gaze wavered past her towards the entrance, not really searching for anything, more pondering if I should just get up and leave already. It was not late or anything, but I just was in no mood tonight.

Just when I thought this, I spotted a group of girls entering the club. They seemed different from the usual clientele here, not as high society as everyone else here. More like out of Makino's circles, I thought fleetingly, taking a sip from my drink. I almost choked on it, though, when I spotted a familiar face.

Yuki-Chan!

Yuki's POV

"Isn't this awesome!" Miki squealed, linking arms with me. "I always wanted to go into a club like this! It's so convenient that you have a cousin working here, Ayaka-Chan!"

"I know, right?" Ayaka smirked, looking around. "I heard this is the favorite club of the F4! Who knows, maybe we'll meet one of them!"

"This is soooo exciting!" Miki agreed while I tried to keep a poker face. I knew Miki and Ayaka from University, and when they had invited me for a drink or two tonight, I had had no idea what they really had in mind.

Those two did not know of my connection to the F4, and I intended to keep it that way. Tsukushi's history of intrigues had been lesson enough for me to keep quiet about it. I just prayed that no one of them was here tonight, or everything would have been-

"Look!" Ayaka called in excitement. "There's Nishikado-San! Woah, he's so handsome!"

At his name, I automatically turned around. It wasn't anything I could control, really. It was a reflex.

Ayaka had been right – there he was, sitting in a lounge, surrounded by a dozen girls, like he always was. What else had I expected? I was shocked, though, to discover that he was looking right at me. His glass was raised in his hand, but he payed it no attention, just as he ignored the girls around him, who obviously seemed to become slightly mad about that. Instead of them, he stared right at me, his eyes wide in surprise. I bit my lip for a moment, not quite sure what to do, before I smiled tentatively.

Soujiro's POV

What the heck was she doing here? I mean, it's not like I was not used to her popping out of nowhere in my presence, but still, here of all places…

I belatedly remembered the girls in my presence, and a wave of shame washed over me. I felt like I had been caught at doing something rotten. Which I hand't, of course. Had I?

"Nishikado-San!" The girl which name I'd forgotten called sourly, but I had already raised myself up from my place, automatically making my way over to Yuki. She was still smiling at me in her usual bright, yet shy way and it felt like a punch right in my stomach.

"Hi" I finally said as I had reached her, not quite knowing what to say. All I knew was that I didn't like the fact that she was here, for whatever reasons.

"Hi" Yuki answered, flashing a short nervous look at the girls she had come with before returning her gaze to me.

"What are you doing here?" I blurted out, not quite able to help myself. I didn't know what it was, but her presence left me in total confusion. I mean, she had always had a way of confusing, and plainout scaring me. But still, tonight, she caught me off guard even more.

"Um, my friends from University invited me along" she answered.

"Oh" I just returned. "Um, you sould have told me that you'd come, I would have-" What would I have done? Stayed home?

"I didn't know we would come here" she explained. "I promise I'm not following you around this time!"

I had to chuckle at that, smiling at her.

"Anyways" I sighed. "Now that you're here, I can also invite you to a drink!"

"You don't need to!" she said hastily, but I cut her off with a smile and lead her to the bar, my hand on the small of her back. Her cheeks colored slightly, and I noticed that she decidedly ignored the gazes of her friends, who were silently following us to the bar.

I noticed then that she looked different tonight. Her hair had a certain waviness to it, and she had put on the slightest trace of make up. It suited her well, I thought. Then I shook my head, trying to get rid of that thought. I must be turning insane.

On the bar, we chatted a little. The usual stuff really; I asked about her studies, she asked about my tea ceremonies, we talked a little about Makino and Tsukasa… And I was surprised to find out that I was enjoying myself. After boring myself to death with those other girls, talking to Yuki really had some freshness to it.

"Um, Yuki" One of her friends spoke up, looking curiously from me to Yuki. "Why don't you explain us how you know Nishikado-San? You could have spared us some shock by just warning us beforehand!"

I chuckled, and she answered in embarrassment: "Um, a friend of mine is… acquainted with a friend of his…"

"You put marriage under the category of "aquaintance"?" I asked in amusement. She shot me a warning look, but the girls had already caught on.

"Oh my god!" the other friend whispered. "Don't you tell me you're friends with Domyouji-San's wife?"

"Best friends" I added, and she nudged me in the side with her elbow.

"Why don't you shut up?" she whispered, and I laughed at her discomfort.

"Why didn't you tell us you had such friends! We wouldn't have needed to sneak in here through the help of my stupid cousin! You don't know what I owe him for tonight!" one of the girls snapped, only halfway mad.

"Believe me, being connected to those four only brings you trouble" Yuki murmured, taking a sip of her drink.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I demanded.

"Well, look at Tsukushi and what she had to go through!" Yuki smirked, teasing me slightly.

"Yeah, and look who got her out of this mess again!" I reminded her with a glare. "It's handy to be friends with the F4, remember that!"

"I wouldn't doubt that" some male voice suddenly said, and I looked up with a frown. It had been the bar tender who had spoken. I knew his face, as well as I knew everyone else here at this club. He turned to one of the girls, smirking at her, saying: "So, I see they let you in."

She grimaced before explaining to her friends: "This is my cousin Tomoya."

"Oh, thanks so much for helping us to get in here!" The other girl smiled.

"Well, looks like my help wasn't really required" he shrugged, winking at Yuki flirtatiously. "I have to admit, I am surprised. You don't look like the girls Nishikado-San's usually bringing. You are much more beautiful."

I turned to him with a glare, but his eyes were still on Yuki. What the heck…? It was not like this was his business. And anyways, if he didn't stop looking at Yuki like that in the next 5 seconds, I'm about to show him how handy the connections of the F4 are. By having him fired.

Before I knew it, I had raised myself from my bar chair, and Yuki turned to me in confusion.

"Are you leaving?" she asked, not quite able to hide her disappointment.

"Yes" I murmured quietly, not meeting her eyes. "I'm bringing you home. Come on!" With that, I turned around, decidedly aiming for the exit, trying to gulp down my unreasonable anger. Yuki called after me in surprise, but of course, she followed me soon.

"Nishikado-San!" she called between gasps of running after me. "Wait! Why are we leaving?"

"Because" I shrugged, walking slightly slower for her to catch up with me.

"But it's still early!" she protested.

"It's already way too late for you!" I replied moodily. "This club is nothing for you. You shouldn't even be here."

"Why-" she began in confusion, but I cut her off again.

"Above all, you should stay away from guys like your friend's cousin. I know him – he's getting it on with a different girl every night. Makino will have my head if I let you flirt with boys like that."

"You mean boys like you" she added with a smirk.

I stopped, looking at her with a frown.

"What was that?"

"Well, isn't that how you are, Nishikado-San?" she challenged. "Am I supposed to stay away from you, too?"

For a few moments, I was at a loss of words. Partly because she was right, partly because it hit me that she thought like that about me. Even though it was the truth. Why was it bothering me?

"That's a different matter" I murmured, quickly wanting to drop the subject. "Anyways, let's get going!"

Yuki's smile was unnerving as she followed me towards the parking lot. It didn't take long until it faded, though – precisely until we reached my bike.

"Wait!" she said, blinking. "Do you want to say you're taking me on your bike?"

It was only then that I noticed my slip. Whoopsie. I hadn't thought about that.

"I don't have any other choice, do I?" I murmured in embarrassment before handing her my helmet. I wasn't looking at her, but her smile was still so radiant it almost blinded me.

With a sigh, I got onto the bike, waiting for her to do the same.

"Hold on tight" I advised. "I'm in no mood to stop when you fall off."

"Jerk" she chuckled before sneaking her arms around my torso, holding onto me tightly. I gulped before starting the engine.

It was different, taking someone with me on the bike. I felt myself automatically driving more cautiously. I tried to tell myself it was all because I feared the consequences from Makino if I had an accident and anything happened to Yuki.

Soon, we reached the appartment building in which she had a small flat she had moved into when she had started University. I was glad to be rid of her again soon. There was something about Yuki that always set me off. I could only breathe again when she was gone.

"Thanks for taking me" Yuki said, taking the helment off and reaching it to me.

"It's ok" I murmured, about to put it on myself, but Yuki caught me off guard as she leaned up, planting a quick kiss on my cheek. I was motionless from shock, but she just smiled, wishing me a good night before disappearing into the house.

I stared after her, not quite sure what had just happened. And above all why my heart was beating so fast.

A.N.: So, did you like the first chapter? If it was kind of lame, I apologize -_-' It was the introduction to the story. The next ones will be better. I would love some reviews! Feedback is the food of every writer, isn't it? ;)