Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Paradise Kiss that wonderful manga and characters are obviously the works of Ai Yazawa

Note: It picks up at the end of the fifth and final book. It might seem a touch boring since I am recapping the end first. Also, I'm sure many people have had this same idea and done similar to about exact things. BUT no I have not read any Para Kiss fanfics actually and I'm not trying to steal anyone's idea or story. Also, bear with me, I haven't written any fics in years. R&R if you wish but try to be nice, please?

During those ten years, I met tons of interesting people and went to a lot of different places and experienced a lot of different things. Those experiences are my assets now.

"Yukari, your boyfriend's here."

I'm getting married next month.

Yukari rises from her seat and picks up her purse which just so happens to match her dress. Hiro gives her a shocked look of disgust as he speaks.

"Wait. Is that something your ex-boyfriend made?"

With a cheerful look and perked tone in her voice she ignores Hiro's lack of enthusiasm. In her eyes this dress was beautiful, and held some of her best memories.

"Yeah. Isn't it pretty? It's a design that's classic so I can wear it forever. It'll be a good incentive to keep my figure, too."

"That's fine, but don't wear it on a date."

"It's fine. It's a given that I "look best in Koizumi's cloths."

Yukari says this sweetly to calm Hiro, and gives him a tap on his nose.

"Really…"

Just then Yukari's mother pops up, over the years her strict demeanor has melted down into a gentler motherly figure.

"He's so understanding. I can rest easy now. You're always falling for weird guys, so I was seriously worried about you."

Yukari was obviously embarrassed and insulted by her mother's remark and snapped back at her like a kid would.

"Shut up!"

Now turning her attention from Yukari she is now focused on the "understanding" and apparently more normal boyfriend of the lot Yukari has had.

"Please come on in and have some tea."

"I have to decline today. We're about to go to a party with our friends. But I'll be careful not to bring her home too late."

Yukari's mother now had a look of shock and pleasure. After all with Hiro being a doctor and all this would be a crowd of very well do people. The sort she wishes deep down Yukari had become. Hiro had stirred up the snob in her.

"Oh, with other doctors?"

"No…"

Yukari chose this as a perfect moment to hand her mother a questionable gift. A nice big bottle of whiskey with a cute ribbon tied around the neck.

"Merry Christmas!"

This brought a look of dismay to her mothers face. Interrupting her and to give her alcohol at that.

"Yukari. Be careful not to be rude."

With that Yukari and Hiro finally made their way out to the car. They were going to attend a party with Arashi, Miwako, Alice, just the whole gang that still remained within Japan.

"I'm excited about the party. I haven't seen Alice in a loooong time. I may not be able to tell her and Miwako apart."

"But Alice's eyes look more like Tsutomu's."

Yukari was quite impressed he noticed something so minor. In her eyes they were a spitting image of one another, she could even remember the days when she had a hard enough time telling Mikako from Miwako.

"Really? I'm impressed Hiro!"

Hiro had a triumphant look on his face from her praise.

"I wonder if Erica is bigger now? It's scary because she looks more and more like Arashi."

"Yeah…She'd be so much cuter if she looked like Miwako, since she's a girl."

Hiro had said this with a frown upon his face, rather obvious with a few lingering grudges. Yukari new very well why he was displeased with Erica looking like Arashi, and bluntly stated so.

"You're just jealous that Arashi took Miwako away from you. Even now."

With a furrowed brow Hiro answered, there was no point to just be silent or lie about it.

"Yeah, I'm jealous. Probably for the rest of my life. It wouldn't be exaggerating to say that I've been living by using that jealousy as a slingshot."

Yukari giggled at this maybe that would cover up how she felt?

We're going to America for our honeymoon. We were sent two tickets for a highly acclaimed musical…on Broadway. The costumes were designed by George Koizumi. Apparently it's a comedy…but I'll probably cry.

Yukari just stared out the window with a glassed look in her eyes. She could feel that she was just trying to put on a mask. Trying to be a Mrs. Tokumori, but that wouldn't change a thing. Every day she would wake and she'd still be Yukari Hayaska and each night she went to sleep she would be Yukari Hayasaka.

"This isn't what you want."

"What? What are you talking about Yukari? Exactly what don't I want?"

"Me."

Hiro looked at her with a stupefied expression slapped across his face. What was she trying to say to him?

"You still love Miwako. You could never love me as much as you do her…and I can't love you. I thought I could, and it's not that I don't. Just, I gave my heart away years ago. While I was still just a young naive girl. But I really did love him, I still do Hiro…I'm sorry."

Hiro had finally come to the front of their destination and was parked by the curb. He was silent trying to take in all he had been told. He knew she was right though, he had these doubts himself. If they got married how long could it really last? It probably would end up like Yukari's parents and life. They might have a kid or so but keep pushing each other away and looking for reasons to be apart. He probably would have been gone all the time on business just to get away. With a life like that Yukari was afraid she'd turn into her mother, how she had been. So strict, attached, and controlling. This was the right thing to do.

After a bitter silence Hiro finally said something to her, you could hear the defeat in his voice.

"You're right Hayaska. We'll tell them at the end of the party, I don't want to bring them down. It's Christmas after all."

Yukari nodded and they went inside to see their friends, all full of joy and merriment for the holiday.

At the end of the party, once everyone knew they didn't seem quite as shocked as Yukari had expected.

The next day Hiro handed Yukari a small box after he had retrieved a few of his belongings. He wished her a happy life and smiled at her. Yukari couldn't help but feel had known exactly what she was thinking and where it was she planned to go.

"Wonder what this could be?"

She sat down on a sofa and undid the tiny ribbon on the box and opened it. It was the tickets to the play… So he did know.

She smiled and raised herself then headed towards her room. She packed everything of hers. She'd send for the rest if needed…If, and only if he maybe still had a place in his heart for her.

"This is it."

She took in a deep breath then turned off her lamp. In the morning she'd go to the airport, she'd go to America.

Note: Well that's it for now. The rest of the story should be more interesting, and more original. In other words you won't have to read some long recap, but possibly a quote or brief flashback here and there. That's not too bad though, right? Now to the point, feel free to R&R and as I previously stated be nice. Adieu for now dears.