I thank you, Akito. I thank you for creating the wonderful person I love today. I thank you for creating my terrifyingly perfect Yuki. I must scold you as well, for I know not of what he might have been, had you not interfered, had you never existed, had the Zodiac never existed. Perhaps Yuki would've grown to be like Momiji. or Kyo. Perhaps I would still hate Yuki, and perhaps I never would've fallen in love with him, and maybe that would be for the best, because while no pain is involved in loving Yuki, the pain of watching him go through pain, is almost worse.