Blaaaaah I just realized I put another Star Trek moment in the last chapter... (fail)
Um I also don't own Macbeth even though I quoted it last chapter. Forgot to mention that.
This is the end of it! The ending is very cheesy but I like it! Thank you to everyone who reviewed and added this to their favourites!
~Editor-nee-chan
*P.S. I still don't own Harvest Moon.*

Part 9–Love...?

Wizard moaned and sat up woozily, but it hurt his head, so he dropped back down again.

"You're awake!" Hikari popped up next to his bed. "Great! Want some coffee?"

The mention of his favourite drink brought a small smile to his face, so he sat up and did his best to ignore the pain. "Yes...please...where...am I?"

"My house," Hikari said, heading to the coffeepot in the kitchen and pouring them both a cup. "After you fainted, Owen helped me carry you down; we figured it would be best if someone watched you."

"Owen! Is he–"

"He and Kathy are getting married in a week."

Wizard searched her face, but found no unhappiness there, so he simply nodded and took the coffee. There was an awkward pause while they both sipped–hers with extra cream and sugar, his black. Finally, she broke the silence.

"So about that time I jumped into your crystal ball," she began. Wizard nodded and listened. "I kind of already knew about my feelings for you–" He sputtered and tried to jump in, but she held up a hand. "Let me finish. I kind of knew, but I wasn't sure. I thought if I jumped into it, I could read my heart and figure it out, and read your heart and see how you felt about...me." Wizard gazed at her slack-jawed, the coffee growing cold in his hands. "It didn't work, but as it turned out, I didn't need magic powers to read your heart. It was in the little looks, smiles, nods, the way you said things, that I figured that you liked me but hadn't quite figured it out yet. I saw that you needed to be more outgoing, so I staged that water fight."

Another brief pause. "If I could read hearts, you know what I think yours would be like?" He shook his head. "It would be a butterfly: beautiful, but fragile. It would be coloured very pale, except for the pink." Wizard ducked his head to hide his blush.

"Gale...what I was going to tell you about Owen that day was that I admired him, but didn't love him. But you jumped to conclusions and overreacted, and when you said you'd been lying to me, I kind of overreacted too." There was a very short silence, then she reached out and tilted his chin up with a finger. "Gale...I..." She leaned forward and captured his lips in a kiss.

It was over as suddenly as it had begun. Wizard, beet red, looked up at the rancher he loved, who was turning a lovely shade of pink. She swallowed. "I...I'm not sure that actually happened."

"M-me neither," he whispered. "We'd better try it again, then."

They leaned toward each other again, and Wizard knew he would never be alone again.