While the girls were busy 'chatting', Kyle was feeling quite liberated.

The knot that had been in his heart was slowly unraveling, despite the fact that he was still upset over the knowledge that Sari never trusted him. With the confirmation that he no longer had any feelings for Sari, he felt better than he ever did in a long time.

He still didn't believe in love, but he was happy that he was no longer living the shadows of the former love.

It was like he was reborn.

Again.

With that thought, an idea sparked in his mind.

Once the idea formed, he decided to act upon it.

Thus, he called up one of the MIB informants to give him a couple of reputable tattoo parlours.

He was going to commemorate this occasion with a permanent reminder that he was no longer the person he used to be. Be it from his former life, or this life.

Kylie had died.

Kyle had also, in one sense, died.

He had been reborn twice, like a phoenix rising from the ashes and in a flame of fire.

Well, technically, the phoenix would burst in a flame of fire and rise up from the ashes looking like some furless cooked chicken, but he liked the idea of a fiery phoenix rising instead.

Thus, he was going to get a tattoo of a phoenix.

He could already envision the tattoo.

A tribal-sort of tattoo of the phoenix, entirely in black ink.

This would mean easier maintenance and if, in the unlikely future that he may want to erase it, it can be done better through laser treatment.

This was because the lasers are able to detect the colour easier, so it can be removed more accurately. The other colours that were also easily removed were blue and green. White and yellow would be harder to remove.

With some easy googling, Kyle found the perfect image and took a screenshot. Looking at it in admiration, he could already imagine where he would get it placed.

It was going to be placed on left arm, with the head right in the middle of the shoulder and its wings wrapping itself around it while the body and tail would follow the length of the arm, with the curl of the tail right at the elbow.

A rare smile blossomed on Kyle's face, causing those who were unlucky enough to see it, be completely mesmerized.

He entered the toilet happily, the excitement of getting it done making him impatient. Just how long did it take to get the tattoo parlour name??

Well, worse come to worst, he'll just get it done back in Country Tz. Zero has a tattoo on his neck, so he should know of a good place.

Kyle was practically humming as he strolled into the toilet cubicle.

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Sari was completely shocked at Sayuri's declaration that her mouth just hung wide open.

"You .. you …" Sari stammered, unable to finish the sentence.

"What?" Sayuri asked back, "Wasn't I clear enough?"

Sari's face turned red just thinking about it and was uncomfortable. Why wasn't this girl even embarrassed admitting it? Admitting it so openly. They weren't even married.

Sari clenched her hands into little fists and Sayuri rolled her eyes. Grabbing Sari's wrist, Sayuri practically dragged her to a nearby cafe and made her sit down.

"Talk," Sayuri commanded, sitting elegantly across from Sari, "What is going on in that little head of yours?"

"I knew that he wasn't a virgin but to have you admit being in that sort of relationship with him just boggles my mind," Sari said, not looking at Sayuri but at the table instead

Sayuri rapped her knuckles on the table right under Sari's nose, wishing she was knocking the girl's head instead.

"Hello? Excuse me? Did you even hear what I said?" Sari said exasperatingly, "He was a virgin until I ate him up. I said I was his first."

"How would you know?" Sari countered, "It's not like he'll bleed."

Sayuri took a deep, deep breath and the hand that had been knocking on the desk formed into a fist instead.

"Because he told me," Sayuri said calmly, despite the raging anger within her.

This was the girl that Kyle had been so in love with? What was wrong with him? How could his girlfriend question him?

"And you believed him?" Sari asked incredulously.

This time, Sayuri didn't hold back and her fist went straight at Sari's face … but she stopped one inch before it hit.

It had been so fast that Sari didn't even have time to scream. She just saw a blur and suddenly, a fist right between her eyebrows.

Sayuri hissed, her chest heaving, "How dare you. How fucking dare you!"

"Just WHAT did Kyle ever do to you, or did, that deserve such distrust?!" Sayuri said loudly, yet not loud enough for those close by to hear, "Of course I believed him. I have no reason not to!"

"What is YOUR excuse not to believe him? Did you ever catch him in a lie??" Sayuri demanded.

Feeling wronged, Sari pressed her lips together in a thin line.

Since the break-up with Kyle, Sari had been steadily improving herself. She wasn't so much a 'turtle in a shell' anymore, but it didn't mean she was as straight-forward as this girl in front of her.

Still, she could, at least, stand her ground a little bit.

"Yes," Sari said confidently.

"Oh really? Do tell," Sayuri replied, leaning back and crossing her arms across her chest.

Sari had to admit that the faith Sayuri had in Kyle was mind-boggling.

Even though she had said that Kyle had lied to her, Sayuri didn't doubt Kyle at all.

In fact, she was being questioned instead. That much was obvious, as one could clearly tell from the confident manner Sayuri was sitting there, her eyes clear from any mistrust.