A/N: SO SO SO SO SORRY THAT THIS IS SO LATE! It's been a year. I hope I forgive myself… any ways… Final chapter! I'm sorry for any inconstancies, I wrote it over three days in three separate months. So I hope you enjoy! Also, check out the poll on my author's page. In would love your input. Bye lovelies. I hope you enjoy!

-NotEverQuiteRight

I awoke the next morning feeling like my head was falling into a dozen little pieces. Resisting the urge to scream, I bite down hard on my tongue tasting copper. As the blood fills my mouth I try sitting up hoping it will I will better being remotely upright. Boy, am I wrong. I clutch my hands to my head in an attempt to keep my head in one piece.
Somehow, I end up downstairs even though I don't remember getting up. I stumble into the tiny kitchen, and a person's back. He turns around to see me, hunched over; clutching my head like it's my lifeline... Which, in a way, it sort of is...

"Well, darling, you look absolutely wonderful this morning." Dell mutters sarcastically looking me over.
As much as it hurts and as much as I hate to ask him, I say, "You wouldn't happen to have any ibuprofen of any sort a glass I can put water in do you?" I presume he nods as I see his feet walk over to a cupboard and heard it open. I crumple to the floor as water splashes into the glass.

I'm lying on my side in a fetal position when I feel a hand rubbing my back. He pulls my hand away from my head and puts the pills inside it. Then, after putting the water down, he pulls me upright onto his lap and back into his chest. Resting his head lightly on top of my pounding one, he picks the glass back up and hands it to me. I take it and pop the pills into my mouth, using the water to wash them down. I feel them slide down my throat as Dell wraps his arms around my waist.

"You really should go back to bed." He says, turning me around in his lap. I nod slightly, careful not to hurt my head. I wrap my legs around his waist and, as he puts his arms around my middle, I wrap mine around his neck. He stands up slowly, balancing with the added weight. Then he turns toward the door and walks to the stairs. I've got my head tucked into the crook of his neck, as he opens the door at the bottom of the stair way. As he walks up the stairs, the world starts to go dark and I fall asleep.

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I wake again that day, but this time my problem is different. The headache is gone, and my hair feels… funny. I stand up and walk to the grimy mirror. There I am surprised to find my hair, which normally, doesn't tangle too much, is a rat's nest of knots, all vying to be the worst. After walking over to the wardrobe and grabbing the hair brush I sit on the bed and start in on my hair.

As I work the brush through it, I think about what happened this morning. Dell hadn't even seemed mad about what I'd said yesterday. It was strange. If that would have been me, I would never have forgiven the stupid brat. They'd learn to avoid me, and would only come near me to egg and or TP my house. That's it. I'd never get over it in twelve hours… Then again, maybe he wasn't over it. It's possible that he just helped me because I was in pain, and that made him get over it… Whatever, I'm not going to dwell on it.

I finally finish getting all the knots out and I go on a search for my elastic. I find it and twist my hair into it in a ponytail at the back of my head. Now that it was out of my face, out of my way and not obnoxiously snarled, I could head downstairs.

I open the door to find Dell leaning against the door frame, blocking any hope of exit. He swings his body around and blocks the whole doorway so I am forced to back up. "So," he says walking into my room as I back pedal to make room for him, "We're feeling better now, huh?"

I nod and say, "I was just about to go down stairs…"

"And I want to prepare you for what is down there."

I look at him confused, and he shakes his head at my facial expression. He comes closer, backing me into the wall and framing me in with his arms. "You know, you look cute when you're confused." His voice has become silky and seductive and I know he's about to kiss me. I don't let on to this fact though, as I turn my face up to his and stare at him in confusion. He grins, and brings his lips down on mine hungrily. He slid one hand down the wall until it was even with my waist. Then, he wrapped one hand around my waist, as the other pulled the ponytail out of my hair. I bring my hands up to his neck and let them fold around his neck. I hear my hair elastic fall to the floor as he pulls me closer. It feels amazing to be pressed up against him like this, so I run one hand down his body to his stomach, flat and washboard like. I don't even have time to wonder what he does to make it like that when I hear a shrill, annoying voice whine from the top of the stairs.

"Dellllllllll, I thought you were getting Neru! Where are you? She's not that uncooperative!" Miku's voice carried throughout the upstairs of the small house. Dell pulled away from me and yelled, "We're almost there! Go back downstairs!" He sighs, shakes his head and turns back to see me laughing my face off. He looks at me like 'What the hell is so funny?' and I have to laugh even harder.

Finally I pull myself together and say "You had to warn me about her? HER? Like I don't know how to deal with her!" I turn and walk out of the room, leaving him to stare after me.

I'm half way down the stairs when he catches up to me. "I know you know how to deal with her… She's just… Weird today, I guess." He sounded sincere, but Miku was always weird; considering her weird would be like saying she was normal… Which I could also handle.

I stopped and he smacked into my back. I turned and asked "Weird how?"

"Just weird. Not normal, whether it is for her or anyone else."

"Really… Hmm… I guess I get to learn how to handle a whole new side of Miku." With that I continued my walk down the stairs and fling open the door at the bottom. I step into the living room with a whoosh of hair trailing behind me. I'd forgotten the elastic. "I'm here. What do you want?"

I barely had to finish my sentence before the air was knocked out of me. My feet were lifted off of the floor and I got blue hair in my eyes and mouth. "I'm here to take you home Neru!"

I coughed the hair out of my mouth before responding. "Ummm… Okay." What else was I supposed to say? "Sure."

She releases me then and steps back, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "I'll go get your stuff!" she squeals, and bounds off.

"Well," I say, looking over to Dell, where he was standing beside me.

He looked back at me and answered, jokingly, "Well."

A silence ensued, one that was much more than awkward. It was tense, unforgiving, full of things we both wanted to say but couldn't. The thing that finally broke it nearly fell down the stairs with my stuff, and continued to sprint in between us. She beamed, and grabbed my arm and dragged me to the door giggling the whole time like this was the most fun she had ever had. As I was being dragged away, I said to Dell, "Well… Bye." He smirked and nodded his head just before he closed the door behind us.

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I turn on the T.V. as I plop down onto the couch, happy to be home from school. I'd been back for nearly a month and the novelty of seeing my friends had worn off after about a day. Then Miku got annoying, the twins got creepy, and Kaito got pervy. Just like always. I sighed, and the news came on, with a breaking news story. I was about to flip the channel when a picture popped up next to the anchor's face.

"A man, searched for by the police after a CCTV camera attached to a local high school caught footage of him kidnapping a student, is finally caught. He is sentenced to a large amount of yet undecided jail time for several charges." The television droned. I was hardly paying attention to the words. I was staring at the man in the picture.

Dell.