Sequel...yes I did it. Hopefully it wont have a tragic ending. Sequel to "to play With Fire". I dont own no one but my own chracter which is Tsuki. Enjoy and please review!!!!!

Chapter 1- Death?

I fell with a plop on the cold basement floor. It was so sudden…since only seconds ago I was in another dimension…at a party. With the one I loved so and the song that always struck me. Why? Why did I have to lose everything I have? Why? Why?

Because you are who you are. It's your soul.

It was him…my soul talking. The white tiger with red stripes I had talked to so long ago. It seemed like a distant memory I had just recalled. Shut up I thought to him and I had forgot him once again. I began hyperventilating, hitting anything within a two meter distant.I was furious. Than as I cried out a banshee cry…voices spoke.

"Tsuki…is that you?" mom called from upstairs, "Oh if it is you…where have you been?? You've gone missing for so long…sob sob… Please come home…why did you run?" Than I heard my dad comforting my mom…but my mom only shouted at him. They started fighting, using words to lash out verbally at one another. Than I heard glass shatter and the noise dimmed. I had to get out of there! I just had to…it wasn't a proud thing or the right thing to do but…I banged gently at the place where the portal was. I fell to my knees, tears trickling down my face, slowly…that faster, in rhythmical beat. The portal opened and I turned around, whispering the words I had not said as I 'left', over and over again…to myself. I turned and walked right into the portal, not giving a second glance what so ever, "goodbye". This is why I left like a coward…I was simply not strong enough to face the sorrowful and terrifying world, home.

I landed back at where I was…except…the room was empty. The party was over and it was morning. I walked outside, spotting Pirika. I didn't walk and greet her like every other day… I hesitated before deciding to talk to her.

"Pirika," I smiled, as she turned around, clearly surprised.

"Tsuki?!" she exclaimed than smiled…a sad one? "Go find Ren" that's all the motivation I needed. I ran at top speed feeling the wind rushing against me. Sorry Mr. Wind, I thought with a grin to myself, you are not going to slow me down today. I ran faster, pushing myself over the limit. The people stared as I raced across the city. They were also surprised to see me. What's wrong? I stopped with a screech of my Champion sneakers and sensed Ren's presence. I had to focus really hard, ignoring the roar of my racing heart. It was faint, very. I only caught it for a second and then it flickered out. I clasped my hands onto my ears, as if I was trying to block out the rest of the noises. It wouldn't have mattered since everything went quiet as Ren's heartbeat beated for the last time…thump…thump…thump… I felt tears swell into my eyes and ran to him as fast as I could. When I got there, the sight I saw was horrifying. The guy I liked…no…loved was dead. Dead. DEAD! Not far from him laid Horohoro.

"What's going…on?" I whispered as I saw Hao's henchmen and a Patch tribe guy. They had killed Ren. Immediately anger fizzed up and I snapped. I had not snapped for a good long time…since when I did…lots of people get hurt.

"Why hello," the Patch tribe guy grinned at me. That sent me on fire.

"You. Die. NOW!" I screamed and lunged at him. The henchmen of Hao's blocked me. The all grinned and I could stand it no longer. I shot a giant blast of fire at them. Their eyes grew wide as the fire grew bigger, then there was an explosion. As the smoke cleared it showed they were not there…they had ran away. I could only fall to my knees and cry and cry.

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There was hope. The leader of the X-laws would save him. Only for a price…for Yoh to quit the tournament. So like Yoh to had agreed right away, a friends' life was of more value than that. I had thanked him…I knew there was something else that bothered him…a promise. Don't ask me how I know this…I just knew. The ritual had begun and the way of Jeanne's resurrection was…disturbing. She had kissed Ren…grrr. He got up…he was alive. I ran to him and embraced him…he seemed so surprised. I felt his scar over the wound that had killed him, even through my clothes. As he held me gently I used my hand to trace the scar.

I then asked softly, whispering in his ear, "Does it hurt?"

He laughed lightly, "No…the only thing that hurt me most was…seeing you leave. But…the only other thing that can hurt me now is seeing you disappear from my life. So…don't go," I felt his lips brush mine and immediately recognized it.

"Okay…just don't kiss any other girl ever again," I growled.