Hey, sorry but I just couldn't resist the urge to write this down. It's been haunting me for like...forever. ever since I ended FYF, I've been wanting to do this, but I only had the time now, so here we go! This aint much of an AN, but hey! It doesn't matter! I've been dying to post this part! So just to remind you guys again, this isnt the ending of FYF. It's just a hypothetical ending to it okay?

FACING YOUR FEARS—ALTERNATE REALITY

""I'm so sorry I made you wait." The angel said as she slowly descended from heaven above. The peasant held out his arms, waiting for her to fall right into them, tears streaming down his cheeks. The angel too, happy as she may be, cried tears of joy as her hair danced beautifully around her. "I'm so sorry." She repeated.

"No, don't be sorry." The peasant said as he finally wrapped his arms around her. "I'm just glad that you're safe. That you're alive and well. That you're here once more, in my arms." He tightened his grip around her, as the angel's wings scattered and burst into tiny feathers floating in the air. "I love you and I'll never let you go. So say the words, and we can—"

"I love you too." She said without any form of doubt in her tone. The peasant smiled and continued.

"And we can live happily ever after." And so with a kiss under the falling stars, the peasant and the angel were reunited once more. The end.""

I read as I closed the fairy tale book in my hands. I took a deep sigh before facing the children who stared at me with awe. Some were clapping, others were smiling, but one naughty boy in particular was making a face at me.

"That was great Touma-nii!" A little girl with short brown hair said as she ran up to me, hugging me. "No matter how many times you read that story to us, it always sounds so amazing!" She commented, and all the others readily agreed. I smiled and patted her head.

"I'm glad you all like it, Haru-chan." I said addressing the little girl before looking over to a boy that never left his seat. "But it seems like Takumu is a little displeased~" All eyes turned to that little boy with black hair, a pout on his face.

"Oh, don't mind him Touma-nii!" Haru said puffing out her cheeks. "Takku is just a stubborn dense idiot! He won't have a happily ever after for sure!"

"Oh yeah? Ru-chan is just too stupid to actually believe that something as stupid as that exists!" He taunted, sticking his tongue out at his childhood friend. She was about to fight back but I held her down as I laughed.

"Alright, alright. Enough arguing kids. Seems to me like you two get along pretty well huh? Calling each other pet names like Ru-chan and Takku." The two kids turned red at my comment. "Geez, you guys are only six years old and you're already tsunderes? Wow, kids these days really are weird huh?" I said standing up, not minding the muffled retorts of Haru and Takumu. The kids jeered and taunted them, while the two just blushed furiously. I laughed at the two's innocence, and after awhile, Takumu lost it.

"Yeah, so what? Touma-nii reads the same story over and over again because he wishes Mikoto-nee would come back like the angel in the story!" The laughs suddenly died out and an eerie silence overcame them.

"TAKKU YOU IDIOT!" Haru shouted, stomping on his feet. "What Takku meant to say, Touma-nii, is that...well...Mikoto-nee will surely come back! She's abroad helping other people so it's taking her awhile, but she'll surely come back! I know it!" She said cheerily. I knelt in front of her and smiled as I ruffled her hair.

"I know that, Haru-chan, thanks. But anyway, Takumu, Haru-chan is a really cute girl. If you don't take action now, someone might just steal her away from you." I said, as the chanting of that cheesy "K-I-S-S-I-N-G" song thingy erupted all around the room. At first, the two were flustered as hell, but then slowly, they just glanced at one another and ended up smiling.

"I knew it." A girl's voice from behind me said, the chants dissipating. "Only one person could cause a riot like this and taint children's minds with romantic nonsense, Touma-senpai!"

"Ah! Kuro-nee!" The children shouted as they all ran up to the Judgement Teleporter behind me. She welcomed them with open arms, patting their heads and lifting them up. I have to say. I never knew Kuroko would be so good with kids. "Have you been reading them "The Peasant's Great Fortune" again, Touma-senpai?"

"Hello to you too, Kuroko." I greeted with a smile as I grabbed my backpack from one of the top shelves. I slung it over my shoulder as I turned back to face her. "What's so wrong with reading it to them? Everyone loves a good fairy tale, don't you?"

"Well, yes, I do like them. But surely these kids would want to hear something other than that story. It's been like a tradition here that all the students must listen to it at least a hundred times before they leave for grade school!" Kuroko exasperated. I've been volunteering at this child error facility/kindergarten for 3 years now. I started it a year after Mikoto disappeared. I mean, this was the same facility that she used to help with before, so I thought I'd do it for her. Some of the kids still remember her, actually.

"Yeah, yeah~" I waved her off. "So, how're things with Keisuke huh? Still going strong as usual?" I taunted, making Kuroko turn red, as all the kids said "Eiiiihhhh!" in chorus.

"Oh shush now, all of you!" She said, trying to maintain her calm as the kids all laughed at her. "Enough of this! Aren't you late for your classes Touma-senpai? It's already 2 in the afternoon, don't you have a thesis defence today or something?" She replied irately. As much as I loved teasing her, I couldn't be late. Fukiyose would kill me.

"Yeah, I know. I've got 30 minutes to get back, so don't worry about it." I said walking over to the door. "Bye kids! Don't annoy Kuro-nee too much about Kei-nii! She might kill me for it!" You see, one time, we managed to force Kuroko to bring Keisuke here to the facility, so they kids called him "Kuro-nee's boyfriend" which drove her crazy. In the end, he opted to be called Kei-nii. The kids laughed as I waved goodbye to them. Right before I got out,

"Touma-senpai?" Kuroko called after me. I looked back and raised an eyebrow at her. "Happy Birthday, and thanks for everything you've done for the girls, this facility, and for me." She said with a smile. Now that's a first. You see, ever since Keisuke came barging into Kuroko's life, she's changed little by little. It's kinda adorable to watch her like that. I smiled at her before turning my back.

"Thanks, and don't mention it," I made sure that I was at least 10 metres away from her before continuing, "Soon-to-be Yamada Kuroko~!" And I bolted out of the compound, hearing Kuroko's shrill shouts at me, demanding me to come back and say that to her face. Yamada Keisuke and Yamada Kuroko. Ha-ha, very nice indeed. I laughed as I ran past the familiar scenery of streets and building of District 13.

Oh, yeah. I just remembered, today IS my birthday. If Kuroko hadn't mentioned it, I would've forgotten until IT happened again. You may be wondering what this IT might be, so allow me to explain. Every year, on my birthday, something miraculous always happens. Things like, acing a test, having a professor that's even later than I am, being able to avoid accidents by the slightest margin and the such. I'm not entirely sure, but sometimes, I'd like to believe that it's Mikoto's way of greeting me. Even though I'm not entirely sure where she is and what she's doing, I just try to be optimistic about things.

"You know, if you're listening to me right now Mikoto," I said aloud as I waited for the train. "All I ever want is for you to return home safely." So there's my wish. Where's a candle to blow on when you need one huh?

And just as the train arrived, a little kid came out and handed me an unlit birthday candle saying "Don't be said Onii-chan! Here's a special candle! If you wish on it, it will come true for sure!" Did that kid just read my mind? Am I really that easy to read? Really now, such misfortune.


"Alright, good work Kamijou-kun, Fukiyose-san and Aogami-kun." Heaven Arbiter, Yamamoto Minako, said as she shuffled our thesis paper in her hands. She examined our work once more, scrutinizing every single detail. As the seconds pass by, Fukiyose was obviously getting impatient as she repeatedly clenched and unclenched her fist. Please let us pass, please, please please! "You all did a splendid job. So congratulations. Your thesis has been accepted. You'll be graduating on time after all." She greeted us with a smile. Fukiyose and I breathed in relief as Aogami did his pervert dance before hugging Fukiyose, which of course, pissed her off.

"Thank you so much Mikoto...really." I muttered out.

"What're you thanking Misaka-san for, Kamijou-kun?" Heaven Arbiter said walking over to me. Fukiyose was still busy beating the crap out of Aogami. "You do realize that you passed because the three of you worked hard on your thesis. I bear witness to that."

"I know that, Yamamoto-sensei..." I smiled at her. "But if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't even have the energy to think of the things I'd typed and said in that paper. I owe it all to her, because she inspired me to do better at my studies, so I can at least have something to be proud of when she gets home."

"You are a sickeningly sweet person Kamijou-kun." She said with her own version of a smile. "Haa~, if only my husband were as sweet as you are, I'd be happy, you know?" She said as she shook her head slowly.

"Oh? But I'm very much sweet of my own, aren't I?" A voice from behind said. We both turned back and saw Heaven Canceller, looking as old and as frog-ish as ever, walking towards us. "So, I'm not much of a husband then now, huh Minako?"

"Oh hush now you old drat. You're just a wrinkly piece of a lump of flesh, the only reason you're still alive and breathing is because you're too much of a pervert to either go to heaven or hell." Heaven Arbiter said as she crossed her arms and looked away. I sooo do not want to get involved in an old couple's argument. Heaven Canceller sighed before saying,

"But you married this old lump, didn't you?" He answered exasperatedly. Yamamoto-sensei just grunted, making him glance towards me, noticing my confused expression.

"I forgot our anniversary last week." He explained. Oh, so that explains it. "She barged into my office and saw me talking to my assistant nurse, and now she's like that."

"Oooh, tough luck Dr. Gekota." I answered with a small smile.

"Guess treating an unlucky patient so many times makes me unlucky with women too huh?" He said with a smile. "You don't exactly have the gentlest experience with women." He then turned to his wife and tried to placate her. Yamamoto-sensei, she still hadn't bothered to change her last name despite being married, elbowed him in the gut, causing the old man to scoff and grunt in pain.

"You have no delicacy at all, you old fart." She said with a glare. "Don't mind him, alright Kamijou-kun? He's a senile old man. I don't even remember why I married him."

"Oh, come on now Minako." Dr. Gekota whined and before I knew it, Heaven Arbiter was dragging him by the ear outside. I simply smiled at the sight of those two, walking away, arguing but that sure as hell proves that they're in love with one another. Can you believe it Mikoto? They actually ended up getting married, 3 years ago, to be more precise. Turns out, they were actually childhood sweethearts but they were both too stubborn to admit it. What pushed them on was what happened to the two of us. They didn't want to regret living their lives without the ones they love, so they got married. Better late than never right? Makes me wonder what would happen if Mikoto and I lasted that long. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, Kamijou." Fukiyose said with a smile. "Good work. This part of hell is finally over and done with. And it's just in time for your birthday too!"

"Thanks. Well, aren't you all smiles and sunshine today?"

"H-huh?" She stuttered looking away. What the-? "I don't know what you're talking about Kamijou. Don't say such nonsense!" Why does she seem like she's hiding something?

"Nonsense...huh... Seriously, Fukiyose? Why would you put on such a blatant lie like that? It's totally unlike you."

"Well..that's—"

"She looks like she's seen a ghost, doesn't she, Kami-yan?" Tsuchimikado said as he opened to door to the classroom. He was put in a different group from ours, and as luck may have it, he went to the group with extremely smart people. He didn't even lift a finger for this thesis. Lucky b-st-rd.

"Tsuchimikado you—" Fukiyose said with gritted teeth. Why the hell is she so pissed?

"Relax, Fukiyose! I aint really a spoiler kind of guy, so don't you worry!" Tsuchimikado said coolly.

"Okay, okay, enough of the pretentious lies, you crappy bunch of people I have as friends. What the hell is really going on?" I said, interrupting them. "You guys aren't planning something as childish as a surprise party are you?"

"You really aren't mistaken with the surprise part Kami-yan." Tsuchimikado said as he snickered. "But don't get too conceited. Why the hell would we go through all the effort just to throw you a surprise party? That's too troublesome to pull off~!" He whined.

"Yeah, sure. Thanks for making me feel like my birthday is such a total drag, Tsuchimikado." I answered back. "You are such an amazing friend."

"Oh, no need to tell me that, Kami-yan. I know it already."

"He was being sarcastic, you idiot." Fukiyose butted in, seemingly calmed down. "But anyway, Kamijou, do you have any plans later this evening? Like...I don't know, around 6 or something?" What the hell? Fukiyose Seiri, the Iron Fist, is fidgeting. She's freaking fidgeting. Now that's weird. "Oi, you plan on answering me or you're just gonna stare at me like a gaping fish?"

"Sorry, sorry. You just caught me off guard, but anyway, no I don't. I don't mind going to the park to attend the surprise birthday party that you guys set up for me." Now, just take the bait and-

"Oh that's great then—WAIT WHAT?!" Snagged myself a winner. Yeah, Fukiyose really isn't good at stuff like these. "W-we weren't planning on anything Kamijou! Nothing, really! I...just...we...I WANT TO PLAY GOLF!" What? She seemed so satisfied with her excuse too. Who plays golf at 6 in the evening? Wouldn't it be already too dark to even see? "Yeah, that's right! I want to play golf with you! So let's go and play golf later! It's already 4:30, so you have an hour and a half!" Man. If only I didn't feel bad for her, I would've just called this entire charades off.

"Yea, sure. Whatever you say, Fukiyose." I said, grabbing my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. "I'll see you guys later then."

"Are you going to visit her again?" Tsuchimikado called out, just before I step out the door. I looked back at them and noticed how almost all of them had their attention on me. What? You guys think I'm gonna cry or something? I merely smiled at them before turning back and stepping out.

"Where else do I go when my friends plan a crappy surprise that isn't surprising at all?" I said aloud, right before closing the door behind me. I stomped my feet a few times before the ruckus inside began.

"Nice work, Fukiyose." Aogami's muffled voice said. "You totally spoiled everything!" A few crashing and banging sounds were heard, along with Fukiyose's and Aogami's screams and yelps. "I concede! I am very sorry Fukiyose-sama! But you can whip me anytime! Stronger if you'd like!" And there goes the crashing sounds again.

"Since when did Kamijou get so perceptive anyway?" Fukiyose huffed out. "Last time I checked, wasn't he a dense idiot?"

"Love changes people I guess." Tsuchimikado answered. "More so when the love of your life isn't here with you, it makes you see things and realize stuff that you usually wouldn't pay attention to. Not when she isn't there to distract you from the world." I heard a few steps towards the door before two knocks erupted from inside. "Ain't that right?"

I briskly walked away from the door, my memories overriding my brain and hacking into my system like an unwanted virus. Four years have come and gone. All 1,563 days of them feeling like the worst torture any living being could live through.

"I thought I was okay, Mikoto." I said, making my way to my place of redemption. "But, it was just a thought after all."

Before I knew it, I had already arrived at that one place. I was at the entrance of the park again. Is this your way of comforting me, Mikoto? When I don't know what to think, or what to do, or when I'm missing you so badly I almost want to jump off a cliff and meet you myself, do you make it happen that I always end up right here? I know that must be kindness on your part, but is it really supposed to hurt so much?

"Well, well, well. If it ain't little old Kami-kun." I turned back and saw an ice cream truck, the one Mikoto always used to buy from. "It's been a while. How're you holding up?"

"I guess it has been quite awhile now, huh?" I walked towards him, just as the ice cream man went down. "I've been...more or less fine, I guess. How's business? Surely your world famous ice cream is booming, right?"

"It's funny how you two think so much alike huh?" The ice cream truck driver laughed as he scratched his nose. "I remember Misa-chan saying something like that four years ago. It was the same back then. I hadn't seen her for a while then she just suddenly pops out of nowhere with her cutie little sister. How's she doing? You guys still going strong and keeping in touch? I heard she got towed away by Academy City to some faraway country."

"She's...fine." I answered forcing a smile on my face. "We haven't been able to message each other that frequently, but as long as I know that she's safe and happy, then I'll be at ease. I mean, she hasn't told me anything about meeting a cute foreign guy or something like that."

""Your faith amuses me, old boyo!" He placed a hand on my shoulder as he nodded approvingly, smiling at me. "But anyway, today's your birthday right? How bout I give you an ice cream huh? It'll be free of charge, as many scoops as you want!" He said proudly patting the side of his truck. I just smiled sheepishly at him, knowing that there was no way out of this.

"Alright then, guess I'll see what I'd like to have then..." I looked up to the menu board, reading through it, until one particular name caught my eye. "Hey, mister?"

"Huh? What is it? Finally made a choice now?"

"That." I said pointing to the board, his gaze following my finger. "What kind of flavour is Happy Geko?" I asked, almost incredulously.

"Oh that?" He answered with an amused smile. "Misa-chan was the one who thought of it." I just knew she was behind this somehow. "I think it was around the time before she left for some other country. Like, probably the day before."

"Wait, what?" I asked, almost too eagerly. "You met Mikoto before she...left?"

"Yeah, it was around 5 or 6 in the evening or something." He said with a shrug. So she met him after she escaped from the hospital then, a few hours before I got her message. "I was closing up the van, just until I saw her walking around, seemingly dazed, and carrying her violin case. She looked like a mess, so I asked her to stop and chat for a while. I offered her some ice cream, and she said that she didn't want to choose anymore, that she didn't want to make another decision. "I don't want regrets" she said."

"Why did she..." I mumbled out loud. She had thoughts like that?

"She wouldn't budge when I asked her for an explanation; she actually ended up tearing up in front of me. What's an old man to do in that situation?" He sighed, probably remembering how frustrating it was. But then he smiled. "So I told her that she can pick as much flavours as she wants, and I'll even add it to the menu. She smiled at me before jumping into the truck, asking for a cone and some scoopers. I had no idea what she was planning, but I just thought that she needed a break, she looked really stressed out, poor Misa-chan."

"Can I have it?" I suddenly blurted out loud, making him turn to me. "The Happy Geko, can I have it? Please?"

"Oh come now, boyo! You don't need to beg and plea, Misa-chan created this, and it's your birthday, so it gives me more reason to give it to you." He went inside the truck and began working on the ice cream. "Misa-chan really is such a sweet girl, isn't she? I feel bad that she had to leave, but, for her, duty calls, I guess. Alright! There you go, Kami-kun! Your very first Happy Geko!"

I had a lot of expectations for that Happy Geko thing that you created Mikoto. I expected it to be childish, and adorable, and probably insane and ridiculous too, but I knew that I would love it, no matter what happened, no matter how it looked like or no matter how it tasted. Because it was something you created, Mikoto. And I'll love it no matter what. But you know? I never expected to be so touched when I saw it.

"Chocolate mint, strawberry, and vanilla." I muttered. The base was a huge vanilla scoop, then on top of it were two smaller scoops of chocolate mint and strawberry placed beside one another. It was shaped just like Gekota's head, and for the eyes, there were two chocolate chips.

"I just remembered, you loved vanilla, didn't you, Kami-kun?" He suddenly said, seemingly put to thought. "The two of you always argued on what to buy, each insisting that the other ate their favourite. You wanted her to eat vanilla, and she wanted you to eat chocolate mint."

"Strawberry was the only flavour we agreed upon that was acceptable." I continued. "We both didn't hate it, but it wasn't our favourite, so we always wound up eating that."

"I asked Misa-chan why she chose vanilla as the centre for it, even though she hated that flavour. She simply said something like vanilla making an idiot happy and how that idiot made her happy. And that's where the name came from Kami-kun." He smiled at me, as he ruffled my head. "Happy Geko, the one that makes me happy."

"Idiots surprisingly make me happy..." I repeated her cryptic message from before she disappeared.

Damn it, Mikoto. I simply will not believe it that you didn't pull any strings for all of this to happen in one day. Why is the universe giving me all the more reasons to love you and miss you? Why is everything making me realize that no matter how hard I try, I will never be able to forget or let go of you?

"This ice cream..." I asked, taking a lick of it. "Has it been selling?"

"Of course it has!" He said happily. "The kids love it, and some middle schoolers buy it as well, whenever they hear that it was made by the great Railgun. That it was created by her, for the one she loved the most."He smiled so kindly at me, I wonder if that was supposed to mean something. "She created it for you, Kami-kun. So don't lose hope in her, alright? Don't lose hope in the love you have for her."

"What're you—"

"You young ones have been through a lot now, right?' He said. "Misa-chan always comes here when she feels troubled or bothered by something. Not that I don't like seeing her, but whenever she comes to the park, looking dazed and confused, I worry for her. Maybe she's being pushed into a corner and she can't get herself out. Maybe she's losing her mind, trying to think of a solution or something. A lot of things come up in my mind, and I can't help but worry about her. I mean, the last time I saw her like that, she did leave for some unknown country right? When you were staring at the park gate, you had that same face. Like you wanted to give up, or something. So I'm telling you right now, Kami-kun. A girl like Misa-chan is a hard one to find, probably impossible even. Don't let her go just because of a little lack of communication, eh?"

"Are you an ice cream truck driver or a psychologist?" I asked, a genuine smile on my face. "You sure do dispense great advice, but to sorry to tell you, I won't need it." He raised a brow at me questionably, so I just smiled and said this as confidently as I could. "Lack of communication be damned. I'm not giving her up, not even if the world fell around us right this very instant. I love her too much for that."

"Haaa, if only I could say those words to my wife, maybe she wouldn't be so hesitant about me eh?"He laughed. "But well, I guess you won't know what it feels like, unless you actually tie the knot with her. How old are you again? 24 right? You'd better hurry up with your proposal. Someone might snag her away if you don't."

"I'm pretty sure I eradicated all the snaggers, so no need to worry about that." I shrugged. He let out another boisterous laugh, before shaking his head in amusement.

"You better not give me some crap about finding the perfect timing for it or anything, Kami-kun." He said, reaching over the window and patting my shoulder one last time. "There's no such thing as perfect timing or perfect moments. You just grab a moment then make it perfect. See ya later then!"

I nodded and watched as he drove off with a wave. As the truck turned a corner and disappeared from my view, I couldn't help but remember the words he had left me. Don't lose hope in the love you have for her. I sighed, before walking to the secret place in the forest where Mikoto's memoriam lies, eating the Happy Geko which Mikoto created for me. Really, that old man sure knows how to smack me in the head with reality. But I'm glad I met him. I'm glad he was able to knock some sense into this stupid brain of mine that was nearly about to give up, just because I missed her too much.

"You sure do have a weird way of making me realize thing, Mikoto." I said as I stared at the small patch of flowers that were neatly arranged on the ground. This small piece of heaven that is hidden by trees and slopes, which only a few people know of. This special place where Mikoto took her last breath, made her last smile, and where we shared our last kiss.

"Huh, I guess I need to break my own illusions, thinking how all of those things were the last ones." I said amusedly, sitting in my usual spot, staring at the view of the sun that was nearly at the end of it's horizon. I looked at my watch and saw the time. It was 5:24 pm. "I never knew talking to ice cream truck drivers could take me so long." I removed the pendant from around my neck and stared at it, at Gekota holding onto the diamond studded flower. "You never get tired of holding onto that flower, don't you Gekota? The same way I'll never get tired of holding onto my memories of her."

A strong wind blew past me, so I had to cover my eyes. When I opened them again, all the flowers were in disarray, scattered all around.

"Ah, crap." I muttered before sitting up and picking them up one by one again. "I guess this is what I get for talking to myself so many times, huh Mikoto? I guess I should probably stop pinning the things that happen to me on you. It's like as Heaven Arbiter said, everything that has happened to me is because of me, not because of some divine intervention. It really makes me laugh, thinking how much "Divine Intervention" actually fits the situation. But anyway, haven't you grown tired of being an angel yet? Shouldn't you take a break once in a while or something? I know it's wrong for me to ask this of you, but I just really want to—"

"AAAAHHHH! GEKOTA!" My thoughts were broken at the sound of that scream. I was frozen in place, not knowing what to do or what to say. That voice. Surely, it couldn't be...right? I'm just imagining things, aren't I? "You freaking IDIOT!" It screamed again. No, there's no doubting it. Not anymore. "What the hell were you thinking?! Letting go of something as precious as Gekota! You must be insane!" Her tone, her voice, the way she called me an idiot, and the way she was so protective of Gekota. It must be...It has to be..!

"MIKOTO!" I shouted, turning my back. I was immediately faced with that same beautiful face, all scrunched up in irritation. Call me crazy, but I really think she looks adorable. Those same hazel eyes and hair that I've missed for so long. She stood before me, a hand to her waist as the other one held out the pendant to me. She was wearing a white dress with frills that reached mid thigh, as she wore a light pink cardigan over it. Tears welled up in my eyes, as I took a single shaky step forward. "BiriBiri, I—"

"What?" She said, her confusion obvious in her tone. "Who're you calling Mikoto, you big idiot?" No. It can't be. "And what's BiriBiri?"

If there really is a god out there, what the hell did I ever do to deserve this much punishment? How cruel can the gods really get? But with my luck, what's so surprising right?

"It's been awhile since I've said this out loud but..." Mikoto looked weirdly at me as she raised her eyebrow at me, the look on her practically questioning my entire existence. "Such Misfortune..."

-chapter end-

OH MY GOD. IT'S BEEN SO LONG, I THINK I'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO WRITE. I'm sorry; I just couldn't help the urge to write this down. It's been a while, as you may have noticed, but this has been bugging my head for a long time now, so yeah. But anyway, HII GUYS! Man I missed writing stuff here. But as I said, this is just an alternate ending to FYF. A lot of people asked me if Mikoto was ever really gonna come back, but as I said in the AN of the last chapter in FYF: AGAIN?! It's really up to you guys to decide. This is just a what if situation, so it's still really up to you.

This will be a kind of mini-series. Probably just a few chapters or something. Well, how're you guys doing? I sure do hope you haven't forgotten my existence in this universe! For if you have, then I'll just go to the Unseen Horizon and live in my own world! Sorry, I got addicted to Chuunibyou Demo Koi Ga Shitai for a while. It's adorable. Really.

Well, how did I do? Tell me in the reviews okay? Bye~ See you in the next chapter~! Ja-ne~!

P.S. Please don't hate me if my writing has sucked in any way. I haven't written anything since I finished FYF:AGAIN?!, so I hope you'll bear with me.