Upon reading the reviews I got for When History Repeats, I decided to follow up with another part. This takes place from Fay's point of view, and it has quite a bit of inner monologue. But that's okay. Is it? Yeah.

Everything here belongs to CLAMP. Except maybe the hospital. Yeah, that belongs to the doctors.

Everything I remembered, I didn't know if it was real or not. It was just rapid flashes of a scene that looked like it belonged in a movie. The lights, sounds, feelings…all seemed so unreal. This doesn't happen to people like me…did it? I'm not sure. I'm not even sure of where I am…or what I am.

I could see light. Please ,God, don't let that be the light at the end of the tunnel. I don't want to be dead. Please don't let me be dead. There are so many things I still have to do. I want to see Mom and Dad again, and Chii. I want to tell them that I care about them. I want to be able to see my friends again. Heck, I even want to see Yuuko again, no matter how many times she's picked on us. Ashura, I'm so sorry I couldn't see you just one more time, so sorry that I couldn't sort things out between you and…

…Kurogane.

Kurogane. I never called you by your real name. I know my silly nicknames bothered you to no end, and that's half of why I kept using them. I guess I should have apologized, Kurogane, for driving you off the edge. But now, I'll never get to tell you anything. I had so many things to share with you, Kurogane, and it hurts even now to admit it, but I…

…Wait. It really does hurt, more than it should. It feels like there's a knife in my chest. Being dead shouldn't hurt like this. I opened my eyes slightly, but could only see out of my right. The white light was blinding and I could feel a headache coming on. I started to turn over, away from the light, but the moment I moved, an excruciating pain shot through me. I clenched my teeth and bit back a scream; quickly deciding that was not the best thing to do.

I tried to open my eye again (something was covering my left eye; I didn't know what.) and let my vision adjust to the brightness of the room. I was in the hospital. More importantly, I was alive and in the hospital I carefully breathed a sigh of relief and thanked every single higher power there was for keeping me alive.

I heard a noise to my left and tensed up; I wasn't used to not seeing out of my left eye. I slowly turned my head to see what had made the noise, and I felt my heart skip a beat when I saw who it was.

Dozing off near my bedside, his eyebrow twitching occasionally as he dreamed, his hand resting lightly on top of mine, was Kurogane. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't even noticed him when I woke up. I gently squeezed his hand, to make sure that he was real. He was. He stirred and opened his eyes, staring right at me. His eyes were rimmed with red, and he looked very tired. He stared at me for the longest time, and then spoke to me, his voice cracking.

"You dumbass."

I couldn't help but smile.