Hoo…I haven't updated in a while, huh? Uhh…busy busy. Anyways, Monika's trying to solve her problems, Slayn's unconscious, and Hugh…who knows what he's doing?

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Slayn's Point of View

"Ugh…" I muttered as I climbed out of bed, dazed. What happened? Oh yeah…Monika screamed at me…

"SLAYN, YOU'RE AWAKE!!" Raimy screamed. God, no wonder Hugh complained so much about her. I swear I'm going deaf. A part of me wanted to tell Raimy to shut up, but I didn't. Too tired, too dizzy…I fell back into the bed.

"Uhh…was it something I said?" I barely heard Raimy mutter as everything went black.

General Point of View (Third Person)

Monika was in her room, writing on a sheet of paper. She was obviously blushing, her face glowing slightly pink from the not-so-radiant lamp on her desk, the light contrasting with the very radiant smile she had on her face. Her room was relatively dark and mysterious at this point, enough so that one can barely make out the ink that rested on her sheet of paper. Yet Monika hardly seemed to notice, writing almost mechanically and having a very bright grin on her face. Her eyes seemed to recall the past someway or another, yet within them rested a sliver of doubt…and a tear that would flow as she wrote on.

Slayn, of course, was still unconscious, and dreaming of puppies…until they grew hideously large and bore colossal white fangs at him. He yawned widely in his dream, and all faded to naught…

What about Hugh? One mustn't forget Hugh. He's getting something to eat with Viktor.

"Viktor, something's up," Hugh remarked. "You gotta help Slayn!"

"Bah, Yayoi told me of Slayn's…'predicament'. Unfortunately, lab too small. Cannot help him with such…unaccommodating equipment. What is more, I know next to nothing about Slayn's poison! How would one expect so much of me?" Viktor stated with his accent.

"Viktor, you're our genius scientist! You gotta think of something!" Hugh stated.

"Well, maybe you should think of something for Dark Lord, hmm? Cannot fully rely on me to concoct antidote."

"Well, fine, Mr. Bossy Pants! I'm already working on it!" came the childish reply.

"Hmph! Is a change when I see you doing something!"

Hugh simply groaned and left, heading for the apartment.

Slayn's Point of View…again

Ugh…headache…indistinct squealing…ouch. My ears are burning like crazy! Who's making that…Raimy. Geez.

I got up, glaring at Raimy. She silenced immediately, looking slightly guilty. I simply sighed and got up again. This time, I didn't feel like collapsing. I thought I should check up on Hugh or Yayoi, see if I could clear matters with Monika. When I turned to the door, I spied a not-very-bland envelope on the ground. Curious, I picked it up. Elegant designs danced across the surface, and I stared, bewildered. I broke the seal, and a letter lay within. I saw that it was written in extravagant handwriting.

Dear Slayn,

I'm so sorry for yelling at you before. I don't know what came over me, I really don't. It's just that the thought of you forgetting me was so much to bear. I thought I was going to lose you. But when I recall all the good times we shared, it overwhelmed me. I realized how much I cared about you, Slayn. And…I just hope that you can forgive me. Memories or not, you'll be my love. Now, and always.

Monika

As I read, tears started pouring from my face. My vision swayed, and I fell to the floor, sobbing slightly. I didn't even know why I was doing so…yet the tears won't stop flowing. I felt a sudden pain in my chest, and coughed a little. I was just glad that Raimy hadn't started up again. The moment passed, and I read the letter again, tears remaining on my face. I wiped them with a sleeve, and exited my room. I felt that I knew…I had to see her again.

For she was my love, also.