A/N: Here it is- my first kind of actual chapter to my sequel. Yay.

Please enjoy.

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Ai no Yubiwa to Ken'o no Kubikazari

Mezamesaseru Soshite Kizukaseru

'I am Hikari Satoshi. The spirit of the ring.'

"Spirit... Of the ring... Of my ring. Of the ring that my fiancé gave to me as an engagement ring." Sora seemed to be trying to comprehend this in a logical fashion. It wasn't working.

'Yes, that ring,' Satoshi said, his voice showing that he was smirking. Sora blinked a few times tryng to comprehend this.

"I'm still dreaming. I know it. I saw you in my dream, so it must be true," Sora said, sounding a bit hysterical.

'Yes. You're still dreaming. Now get back into bed, so you can wake up,' Satoshi said, sighing. To Sora it seemed as if he were becoming... Translucent. The light from the moon was shining through him. Now she was even more sure of this being a dream... Though she felt so awake... So conscious.

Sora nodded, still feeling a bit hysterical, and slid into her bed, pulling the covers still in her hand over her body, while staring with terrified eyes to the wall opposite of where Satoshi stood.

But he was not there anymore.

A glint in the ring was all that was left of him in this material world.

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'So, you thought you could seal me away forever, did you not, Niwa? You were wrong. I'm back. I'm free. Finally.' Krad smiled as he looked at his own hands. His own.

He knew this day would come, but he was still very excited to see himself. See the material world. See life.

It was nothing but darkness inside the necklace. Darkness that one could even feel. Darkness that would drive even the most sane, the most down to earth person insane. And what it did to an already insane being was... like solitary confinement to the worst extreme.

Due to Satoshi's letter to Daisuke, Krad was sealed in the ring. He was sealed very well for a Niwa's job. But not quite as well as they would have hoped, as it was only 100 years or so, judging by the differences in technology and design around him. Krad was sure it hadn't been very long. Not very long at all.

The blonde had been awake as the Niwas began their spell to seal him away. That was the most disturbing moment of his existence, to hear what they were doing, yet being unable to do anything about it. It felt as if the world were ending... which to him it was... At least for 100 years.

Krad looked around the room, inspecting every inch. So plain... It reminded him of Satoshi's old apartment. From what he had heard, it was taken by some just-out-of-college kid with a fetish for photography, and instead of the stark white walls, the room had been plastered with the wretched form of art.

Photography... How Krad despised that sorry excuse for an art form. After all, the only things you had to do to get a 'good shot' were angle the camera right, get good lighting, and have good luck. Painting was far more sophisticated. You had to get the right angle, select the right paints, get the idea, make the right strokes, and add the perfect texture... It was far more time consuming... Far more noble.

Krad brought himself back from his internal rant at photography and spotted a calendar. Just the thing he was looking for!

'Let's see... June 18th 2101. Ha, those careless Niwas,' Krad said, chuckling in triumph. 'I broke through before even 100 years passed. Though I congratulate them on even managing that.'

Krad noticed the woman on the bed... She was stirring, probably from all the noise he was making. No matter. She wouldn't wake yet.

Krad ignored her and turned towards the window. Ah, to be able to fly again.

Krad opened the window, feeling the chilly night breeze against his cheeks and smiling. He stepped out onto the balcony outside the window. It was a lovely night... Krad sprouted his wings and spread them to fly for a while...

But... As he stepped forward to push off the balcony, his eyes saw only grey. Krad stepped back, surprised. What was this? This was... Not right.

Krad stuck a hand out in front of him, hissing when he saw it shimmer into nothingness. Damn. He was still very tied to the necklace.

He felt like a bird in a cage... Unable to fly, unable to be free. This would be torture for him.

Krad hissed once more and turned his back to the sky. He strode back into the room, eyes fierce enough to kill.

This was... Not good. This was... Pure evil.

After all, demons need their freedom as well, lest they become even more bitter and cynical...

'Just wait, Niwa... When I am free I shall find you in the land of the dead and make your afterlife hell,' Krad said quietly as his form disintegrated.

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Barely an hour later, the sun peaked in through the window waking Sora. She woke up with a gasp, sitting bolt upright. "Thank goodness it was a dream," she said as she raised her hand to the light watching the ring sparkle and shine. "It's only a ring. That's it," she said as she dropped her hand.

"I can't wait until I tell Kenji about this dream... It was just so vivid..." Sora said as she looked out her window. She was more than a little disturbed... But at least the dream was over.

"I can't help but think that I've hear the name 'Hikari Satoshi' before," she said as she pushed the covers off of her body. It was time to get up. The sun was high and she wanted to get out early so she could visit Kenji in the museum before heading off to the hospital for work.

Soon she would no longer need to work in the hospital.

It was so exhilarating...

She was getting married.

Sora bent to pick up the Ken'o no Kubikazari and took it with her as she left her bedroom. Despite the night's occurrences, the thought of her marriage to Kenji brought a smile to her face. She was beaming as she turned to close her door.

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A/N: I'm still working on the plot, so I'm sorry it's not too long right now.

Thank you so much for all of you who reviewed! I love you all! -smile-

Also... Sorry I didn't get this out as soon as I thought I would be able to. O.o I kind of forgot about my dance class, piano class, and how tired exams make you... Also, my mom thought it would be a good idea to get my hair cut. And my hair is very long, very full, and very hard to cut apparently (It took the good part of 2-3 hours, after all).

Well, please review. -smile-