I realized I forgot to put a disclaimer on this... Well, anyway, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal or the song in this chapter, but I do own Hilda, Miranda, Shady and Frank. PS, during the parts with the song, the simple italics are where only Hilda is singing, but bold italics are where Hilda and Shark are both singing.

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Hilda stared at the menu of food. She hadn't eaten anything all day and felt as though she was starving. Shark was watching her intently.

"What are you gonna have, Reginald?" Hilda glanced up. Shark wasn't paying attention to his menu, he was paying attention to the red-haired girl in front of him, who was to only one (Besides Rio.) that was allowed to call him by his real name. Hilda smiled and chuckled. Sometimes Shark was half-witted.

"Reginald? You in there?" She asked. Shark sat up a bit and shook his head wildly to wake himself up, making direct eye contact with the girl.

"What?"

"Is something wrong? You haven't spoken until now."

"Nothing's wrong... I just got a little nervous, that's all..." Shark was blushing madly. Hilda giggled. She loved seeing the side of Shark no one else got to see.

"It's fine. So, what are you gonna eat?"

"Dunno. It's a good question, Hilda." Shark began to stare at his menu as well, just now realizing he was hungry.

"We'll just have to see, then." Hilda's sky-blue eyes looked over every piece of food. They finally came to rest and stare at a chicken strip basket that both of them could share. Shark's ocean eyes came to see the exact same thing. He grinned.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Shark asked.

"Chicken strip basket?" Hilda replied with a giggle.

"Yup."

So that's what Shark ordered for them. The couple already had their soda, Hilda with a Pepsi and Shark with a Cherry Coke. All they had to do was wait for forty-five minutes before it came, which kinda ticked Shark off even though he didn't show it. Hilda wasn't too happy either, but she was a little more understanding.

"It's not that bad, Reginald. They have to clean the fryers sometimes. Do you want the chicken to be dirty?" Hilda teased. Shark rolled his eyes.

"That'd be kinda nasty." The purplette sighed and looked around for something they could do. Hilda gasped and smiled with an open mouth when the thought hit here, gaining Shark's attention.

"What?"

"You and I should go sing something!"

"..."

"C'mon, it'll be fun! You can pick the song if you want!"

"I'm not the best singer..."

"That's a lie, I've heard you sing before."

"I guess I'm just not in the mood..." Hilda frowned and sighed. Shark noticed and groaned a bit before saying, "Okay, fine. I hate to see you sad. So, what do you wanna sing?"

"You know the song 'Downtown'? By Lady Antebellum?"

"Yeah, my sister loves that song. Sometimes it's the only thing I hear."

"Can we sing it?"

Shark looked stunned. He didn't think she'd ask him to sing with her, even though she kinda already had.

"You wanna come or what?" Hilda asked. Shark smiled and stood with her. Hand-in-hand, the duo walked to the stage and began skimming through the song sheet. Hilda may have already known what she wanted to sing with her date, but she needed to know the number to start it on the stereo... and that was when Shark turned her around and shook his head "no".

"Is something wrong?"

"You don't need to skim through that. I can play guitar, and we can sing."

"But you don't have your guitar with you!"

"I don't need my guitar to play the one over there. They're free to borrow."

Hilda glanced in the direction Shark was pointing. A shiny green bass guitar stood in the corner there. Her sky-blue eyes widened as Shark went to get it.

"Reginald, are you sure?" Hilda was protesting slightly.

Shark laughed and held out his hand in a gesture. "I'm sure. I do this all the time. Same guitar and everything. Trust me, it'll be fine."

Hilda hesitated at first, but soon smiled and took Shark's hand. As he was leading her on stage, her sky blue eyes went skimming through the crowd of people at tables. She instantly saw a whole group of familiar faces and beamed. Sitting at a single table were Cathy, Bronk, Caswell, Yuma and Flip. They waved at her and gave her a thumbs-up. Hilda smiled and nodded, glad that her friends were there to support her. She found it odd Tori wasn't with them, but shook it off thinking she must just be sick or something. Tori had been absent from school for a while, after all.

Shark slid the guitar strap over himself and stared at Hilda, who had grabbed a microphone from one of the stands and joined him shortly. She smiled as her boyfriend began to play. The table of her school friends cheered and clapped as Hilda began to sing.

"Well, all the parties on the streets are talking, store front mannequins sleeping in lights.
We used to smoke while we were jaywalking, like it was your birthday every other Saturday night."

Hilda's voice was smooth and even, perfectly aligned with the song. The crowd was going wild. They went even crazier when Shark joined along for some of the lines. His voice was like the male version of Hilda's.

"Knew The bands so we never payed our cover.
Wrote our names on the bathroom tiles.
We never dressed to impress all the others,
They would let us in on a laid back kind of style.
But Boy you know it's been a while."

"I don't know why you don't take me down town, like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease.
I'm only counting on your cancellation,
When I should be countin on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore.
Ohhhhhhhh anymore."

"I got some platforms sitting in the corner.
They wanna stroll on a city sidewalk.
I got a dress that'll show a little uhhh uh but you ain't getting uhh uh if you don't come pick me up (damn), Show me off (wow), you might be tired, but I'm not!"

"And I don't know why you don't take me down town, like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease.
I'm only counting on your cancellation,
When I should be countin on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore."

"I don't know why you don't take me down town like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease."

"I'm only counting on your cancellation, when I should be countin on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore.
Ohhh anymore. Yeaaaaah don't know why you don't take me downtown,
I don't know why you don't take me downtown anymore."
"I just don't get it"

The crowd went absolutely insane. Hilda smiled and looked everyone over, then kept her final gaze on her table of classmates. They were all standing and cheering for the duo, especially Cathy and Yuma. Those two were jumping and screaming to be heard above the rest of the crowd, chanting Shark and Hilda's names. The whole table soon joined in on it, and eventually the whole restaurant was chanting. Hilda felt herself blush slightly. Shark smiled when he saw. It was pretty obvious to him this was the girl's first time singing in front of a crowd. They climbed off the stage and cut through the large crowd, then ran right over to their classmates.

Cathy screamed and pulled Hilda into a hug. "You two were awesome! Just awesome!" she wailed, her hug getting tighter.

Hilda hugged her back. "Thank you, Cat. I was pretty nervous..."

That was when Cathy pulled away. She cocked her head to the side and said, "Nervous? You didn't look it."

"I know, but I was. Really."

Cathy gave her friend one last look before shrugging it off and smiling. "Whatever you say. Well, we gotta go. Bye Hilda! Bye Shark!" Cathy rushed off with the other people of the group. Hilda smiled. Now there's a group of general friends, she thought. Shark took her hand and smiled.

"So, how'd it feel for your first time singing in front of a crowd?" Shark asked.

"It was amazing! This is the best time I've ever had!" Hilda nearly squealed it. She smiled and kissed Shark right on the lips, causing the purplette to blush cherry red. When she pulled away, Shark smiled right down at her. Hilda smiled back and glanced at their table. The chicken strip basket was waiting for their eager mouths.

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Hilda hummed happily to herself. That chicken was the best she'd ever had, and it went right along with the best time she ever had. Shark had walked home, as did Hilda. The red-haired girl looked at her phone for the time. 9:30. She hadn't been gone for as long as she thought.

The sky was fading from dark purple to a deep black. Stars poked out here and there, and the moon had barely begun to rise. She could barely see her own shadow, let alone the one that flew over her. Hilda already knew by the shape that Kite was following her again.

Well, this is becoming a routine thing. Better stop and say hi before he leaves, Hilda thought to herself. That's exactly what she did, to. The red-head spun around and grinned as Kite landed behind her. He had Orbital with him, no doubt.

"Hey, Kite! What're you doing out?" Hilda walked up to Kite. He smiled down at her in a similar way Shark had. Orbital hid behind the teen. It was as if he didn't remember Hilda.

"Nothing much. I was Number Hunting, but then I decided I'd had enough and just flew around for a bit. When I saw you again, I thought I'd drop by to say hi." Kite looked around, a confused expression on his face. "Where's Shark?"

"He and I are walking home."

"Ah."

Hilda chuckled and glanced at Orbital. She knelt to the robot's height and smiled. Orbital slowly and cautiously rolled towards the red-haired girl.

"I know you remember me, Orbital." Hilda coaxed. Orbital cocked his head to the side and squeaked in realization.

"Y-You're right! I do remember you, H-Hilda!" Orbital would've been smiling if it were possible. Hilda smiled again and stood, staring Kite in the eye.

"I gotta get home." As Hilda was about to walk off, Kite grabbed her gently by the wrist and stopped her. She whirled around, confused.

"What?"

"I can give you a ride home if you need it."

"It's fine, Kite. I'll walk."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's fine. Really." Hilda gave a reassuring smile.

Kite hesitated at first, then smirked and let go. "Alright. But if you ever need anything, you know to call Orbital's number."

"Of course."

"See you later then."

And with that the blond had soared away again. Hilda waved and continued on her way. It seemed like seconds later, she ran into Yuma.

"Hey Hilda!"

"Oh, hi Yuma. What's up?"

"I thought you were a really good singer tonight, you and Shark both."

"Aw, thanks. It's my first time doing anything in front of a crowd."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I was nervous... but I didn't give up." Hilda grinned and watched Yuma run off. Geez, even in a tuxedo that kid could run a marathon. The red-head continued walking. A few alleys were near her, but she passed them all without harm... all except for one.

A female figure with cat-like moves jumped in front of Hilda, who let out a startled shriek. As she was going to walk around her, the female got back in front. It was only then Hilda noticed she had a knife. Without a word the red-haired girl began running as fast as she could in the heels, trying to catch up to Yuma at least. As she was running, she looked to the skies for Kite. He wasn't there.

Aw, crap, Hilda thought. Without thinking, she bounded into an alley. A dead end. She was about to turn around, but the female swooped in and revealed the knife. Hilda was trembing.

"What do you want?" Hilda didn't stutter. She was too scared to, and had barely chocked out those words. Under her mask the female smirked. She lunged at Hilda with the knife and began attacking her with it. Hilda screamed in pain.

Yuma heard the scream. He began running to where he heard it, and since more were coming he knew where to go. When the female attacker heard the footsteps, she took off and vanished into the shadows. "My work is done," she whispered.

When Yuma ran around the corner, he nearly fainted seeing Hilda there. She had been stabbed in the chest and was barely breathing. When the red-head saw Yuma, she had tears welling in her eyes. The black and pink-haired boy ran to her and knelt to her side.

"H-Hilda," was all Yuma could choke out. Hilda weakly put her hand to Yuma's face and opened her mouth to speak.

"Y-Yuma... could you d-do me a f-f-favor?" Hilda stuttered slowly.

"I'll do anything," Yuma replied.

"P-Please, tell Reginald I l-love him..."

Yuma nodded.

The red-haired girl smiled. "Thank you, Yuma... y-you truly a-are a good f-friend..." Hilda exhaled and closed her eyes slowly. Yuma's eyes widened. He shook her a few times to see if maybe she'd just zonked out by some sort of luck. It was no use. He felt tears welling in his eyes as the horrible truth crossed his mind.

Hilda Goldenreiner was dead.