A/N: Here we are at the epilogue! Once again, I'm sorry this took so long. Anyway, on with the story!

5 years later...

"Play another song, Big Brother! Play another song!" Yoru smiled and set his violin on his lap as his 3-year-old brother clapped his pudgy hands together.

"I think that's enough for today; I need to practice alone." The boy stood up slowly and glanced sadly at Yoru, filling him with guilt. Thinking quickly, Yoru had an idea. "Kiseki, why don't you go see if your sister wants to play with you?" The smile returned to his face and he ran down the hallway toward Miki's bedroom. Yoru chuckled; he knew Miki probably wouldn't be too thrilled, but she'd never turn their baby brother away. He picked up the violin and grabbed his orchestra folder off his desk. As much as he loved entertaining his little brother, he needed time to perfect his music for the youth orchestra he was in. As the principal violinist, he had to stay on top of things or risk losing his position. He began to play, until he was interrupted by someone opening his bedroom door.

"You look just like Dad when you play." Yoru glanced up from the music stand in front of him. Miki leaned in the doorway, holding Kiseki's hand. To Yoru's surprise, she didn't appear to be angry. "You're the splitting image of him."

"I'm sorry about sending Kiseki to you," he apologized. "I just need a few minutes on my own. Miki shrugged.

"That's not what I came over here for," she answered. "I wanted to know if you wanted to watch a movie with us." Yoru smiled. At fourteen, Miki had matured a lot, in both appearance and personality. She was calmer and much more easy-going. The siblings had grown much closer since their mother and Tadase had gotten together.

"Do you want to join us or not?" Yoru looked from Miki to the violin. One night without practicing wouldn't hurt him. Spending time with his family was more important.

"Sure. I'll be there in a second." Miki released Kiseki's hand and followed the blond-haired boy into the living room. He placed the violin back in the case. Standing up, the sixteen-year-old caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Perhaps Miki was right, he thought. I do look just like Dad. He ran his hand through his shaggy blue hair. He hadn't seen the resemblance before himself, however, others had told him that he was the splitting image of his father on many occasions. He wasn't the same chubby ten-year-old he'd been when his father had died. He'd changed, Miki had changed... Their whole family had changed. So much had happened in the past five years. His mom and Tadase had gotten married, he'd started middle and high school, and Kiseki had been born. He still missed his dad, but couldn't have asked for a better family.


"It's about time!" Miki exclaimed, as her brother finally entered the living room. Although she and her brother were much closer, Miki still made fun of him when it was appropriate. He rolled his eyes and sat down beside her on the couch. Kiseki, who had been rummaging through the DVD cabinet, ran in holding one of his favorite Disney movies. Miki put it in the DVD player and started the movie. Kiseki climbed into Yoru's lap and rested his head on his shoulder. As much as Miki hated to admit it, she loved her brothers more than anything else. Even if they were annoying sometimes, she wouldn't trade them for anything. Miki wished she'd treated Yoru better when they were children, but hey, better late than never. She sighed happily, and snuggled closer to her older brother.


Amu was greeted by the sweetest sight she'd ever seen when she and Tadase entered the house after a wonderful date night. Her three beautiful children, Miki, Yoru, and Kiseki lay curled up together on the couch. Tadase slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

"Leave them be," he whispered. "I think they're comfortable. He kissed her softly on the lips. "It's time for us to go to bed too." As she followed her husband to their bedroom, Amu took one last look at her children and knew she was one of the luckiest women alive.

A/N: Well... That's it! I hope you've enjoyed this story, and I'd like to thank everyone who favorited, followed, and guys are awesome! :D Thank you for sticking with me and my extremely irregular update schedule. I will try to work on that in future stories. I'd also like to thank Pika-Thunder, who edited each chapter before it was posted. I've loved writing this story and I'm sad to see it end, but I look forward to improving my writing even more. Feel free to check out my other stories if you want. Thank you guys so much! - Clarinetgirl3929