"Funny... that it took James going to this extreme for you to see that," Tulip mused, "I can take the collar off," she explained, "But I can't guarantee that James will be the same. He's forced himself inside the mold of the man he thought you wanted."

--

Rosen smiled, "It suites you," he nodded.

Yue was silent for awhile before replying, "I'll just be more explicit this time." Then she turned to walk off.

--

Long didn't seem to know what to think as he got out of bed, now in a nice shirt and basic sweats.

"I didn't say it could get it off safely," Tulip stated with a small giggle.

--

"Do you like it?" Rosen asked, "The material's really soft."

Yue glared back at her. "Blow his head off, and I'll blow off yours," she replied before continuing to walk off.

--

Long blinked before rubbing the material between two of his fingers.

"Touchy," Tulip giggled before going off to find James. It wasn't long after that James was looking for Yue.

--

"Like it?" Rosen pressed.

Yue was a little difficult to find. She was in the kitchen, listening to something with ear phones in as she got something to eat.

James came in and for the first time in a long time, he was pissed off. He grabbed the plate of food Yue was eat and hurled it against the wall, "Stop playing games with me!" he shouted at her.

Yue actually jumped a little, taking the ear phones out, face a little fearful. But she didn't say anything.

--

Long shrugged a little, expression still indifferent.

James stared at Yue with a condemning look, "I've done everything I could think of for you... and it's never enough! Never! You know what?" he stated, "I'm done... I'm done," he repeated before turning to leave.

There was a pause as the words sank in. Then suddenly Yue lunged forward to wrap her arms around James' arm. "No!" she shouted.

James let out a string of curses and didn't turn to look at her but didn't pull away either.

"NO!" she shouted louder as her grip tightened. Her eyes started to tear up, but she somehow blinked them back this time. "No, you're not!" she continued, a low growl to her voice as she let the pain turn into anger instead of sadness.

"Why shouldn't I be?!" James growled back, "I'm starting to question if you're really worth all of this, Yue!" he spat.

Yue's grip suddenly loosened. That had clearly stricken a cord. But she didn't let go. And after another moment her grips started to tighten again. "... No," she whispered. "You... don't mean it... And I won't let you make me cry."

James shook his head after a moment, "What about me, Yue?" he whispered.

"... You're upset," Yue continued quietly, still gripping him tighter. "... that I can't love you right. But I can't because I didn't want this; I didn't want you to change so much. I never wanted the perfect guy... I just... wanted to know... that the guy I'm holding loved me for all the right reasons. And I know that now... So please... stop being perfect. I can't love a perfect man... Just the flirty rock star I first met."