Falling.
Ichigo was falling. Ichigo was falling fast. She couldn't stop. She wondered if this was the end? She hoped the aliens didn't manage to take over the earth. She also hoped that her parents would manage without their only child.
She knew that they would miss her greatly.
So would the rest of the people she knew, Mint, Lettuce, Pudding, Zakuro, Ryou, Keiichiro, her bestfriends, her grandmother, great uncle Bob, her grandfather... and Kish.
He would probably miss her a lot as well.
Something struck her.
Somehow, she realized, she hadn't thought of Aoyama. She thought he might miss her, but she wouldn't possibly miss him. Even though they had been dating for a few months. She also realized that she didn't REALLY love him, she thought she had.
'I guess that's why... I accidently fell off Tokyo Tower. I was daydreaming of a place, where I could be open and truly happy.'
She pondered, did this place include Aoyama? She thought, no. She thought of another question.
Did this place include Kish?
Yes.
And then,
something,
I mean,
someone with strangely coloured hair,
caught a Ichigo
who knew
that she
truly
loved
Kisshu.
At that precise second, in the air, two different (yet so same) people thought,
'I love you.'