Kv: -sigh- I'm near the end of my story...

Miku's POV:

Maybe I'm wrong for wishing death upon another but if I am wrong, I don't want to be right. After all, the words right and wrongs are words of opinion. Justice too is something created from judgement of opinions. This world is ran by opinions and mockery of facts. Maybe they use opinions because they want this world to be able to change, they want somethings to be wrong. Change is part of life, welcomed or unwelcomed. Right now, I'm using my own sense of justice and revenge.

I picked up a vile of posion. I already had forgotten the name but I remembered just by the color of this neon green nothing good would come of it. (The little sticker helped too) I put it in my pocket and headed out. Mikuo couldn't possibly have known where Kaito was- but I could predict all his movements even now. Kaito was a very predictable man once you got to know him. He mocks you in whatever way possible,and tries to give you as much pain as he could. He'll make you remember accidents, lies, and everything wrong done in your life just to make you cry infront of him.

Going off on that information on him, there's only one place he could be- the book shop. I put on my coat since at night -even in the summer- it gets cold. Kaito is smart-VERY smart. He's been able to stay hidden for so long, do so many crimes, and never get any punshiments. Now, he'll pay for his sins once and for all. He has taken my life and he has taken Mikuo's. But now, I'm back.

I'm back to get even. To take his and to show him pain for once. This emotions- anger, frustation, sadness, and spite, they're all caused by his actions. I HATE him so much... I walked out the door and to the nearest public transportation. I'm going to kill Kaito or die trying. And if you think I'm the only one who hates him you're completely wrong. Kaito is the head of a mercenary company.

He kidnaps people.

He kills people.

He ruins people.

...All for his sick amusement.

He is a mass murderer, an assassin but in the end, he can't be stopped by normal people, no he's too advance, he's too personal.

But he's still human, who are to play God?

That question kept circling my head, and it's true. Is killing him making me any better than he is? Is it really the right thing to do? Maybe I'm just grieving in a homicidal way. Maybe I just wanted to get rid of this sadness and anger by killing him... No... I couldn't.

No...

No...

NO!

I hated him before I even met Mikuo. He took my life, he took my rights, he turned me into a slave! Then... he took Mikuo's life. Those crimes need punishment. I hope God can forgive me for this, I hope he can understand. Heh, there I go, praying to a God I don't believe in. I don't know if there really is a God, or if he can forgive the crimes I've committed, but this is just something I have to do.

I gave Mikuo life again, I took so many lives already... I was glad I could save one for a change. But in the end, Mikuo came to his end. I look in the reflection of the glass of a building. I paused and looked at my hair- I might have to fight. It was going to be a disadvantage... I walked into a shop and purchased a pair of scissors and mirror.

I walked to the ally and put the mirror up and slowly... I began to cut my hair.

Lock after lock, I cut it until it was short and trailing to my neck. It looked like Mikuo's really and I blinked when I saw how much I looked like Mikuo. Maybe I was going crazy... I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the long locks of hair on the ground. It was like memories were cut with it. I felt the new shorter hair, it reminded me so much of Mikuo... though, it didn't feel the same, his was always much softer.

I dropped the scissors and walked back to the train platform. I laughed at myself silently, knowing Mikuo would be either scolding me for cutting it or laughing himself thinking that I was trying to look like him. Maybe I was, I can't even trust myself now.

I boarded the train and listened to the techno music playing. I didn't identify the song but I knew it was old. Some of the younger people were complaining saying that it was music for their grand parents and not them. I rolled my eyes and focused on nothing but the reflection of myself in the cheap glass. I really did look like Mikuo though, I wasn't as tall or as masculine, I looked like a feminine Mikuo.

Silly Miku, why are you trying to look like a dead person?

I could hear his voice saying that to me in a laugh. I smiled slightly as some tears formed in my eyes thinking of his voice, of his laugh, of his smile,of Him... It's a bittersweet happiness.

When I got off the train and walked into the city everything seemed decorated with chaos and dust. I walked the cracked sidewalks and tried not to pay attention to the city's music of screams and cries. I kept walking, focused and determined. There was nothing I could do to stop it.

I then came to the book shop. It was like the rest of the city- broken and dusted. Glass, dust, and books laid on the floor. I walked in and opened the door. The bell that use to ring was gone, and I walked in. It was quiet. I looked at the counter, it was broken and the register was broken into for its money. I touched it and jumped a bit when I heard a low deep voice from behind me.

"I almost thought you wouldn't come. " it said. I turned around quickly and came to face Kaito, who was sitting on the old couch.

"You..." I mumbled.

"Ah, yes. Me." He stood up. "Not even a hello though? Quite rude but alright." he walked over to me slowly. "So, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be grieving over his death?" he laughed. I almost growled at him. Everything about him just ticks me off.

And I do mean everything- I even hate hearing him breathe.

He cupped my cheek with his hand and looked into my eyes. "You look like him now, except you eyes aren't like his. Yours hide your sins and reflect innocent beauty. Unlike his, so sharp... so plain..."

"Don't you dare insult him you damned asshole."

"Ahh you're still protective of him? I suppose that's what women are good at though." He leaned in closer, our faces inches apart. "Do it. Kill me..."

"W-what?" I questioned. I was expecting a fight to the death, nothing like this. He let go of me.

"There are some things I cannot accomplish by myself- one of them being death. I can't die on my own... it's my own personal hell. I can't commit suicide- I suppose you can say I fear it..."

"Pathetic." I said looking at him blankly. "That's all you really are, huh? Maybe there are some things worse than death." I walked closer to him. "I hope you hate every second of it as it slowly pains you making you wish for death." He looked a bit pained at my words. I smirked. "Though, you could be lying to my face you asshole." I said stabbing the poison into him. That smirk on him disappears as he fell to the ground.

"Y-You..." he mumbled in agony. Blood started gushing out of his mouth as he coughed it up.

Everyone can die- remember that.

Kaito was powerful- yes, but death is always underestimated. I watched him slowly cough up the last of his life unto the floor. It was an experimental drug Lily was working on, when she found out she has completely messed up, she was going to throw it away. That was until I took it. I kept watching Kaito until the coughing stopped. His eyes wide open- showing lifeless pain. I left him like that. He didn't deserve to have them closer, he had to see it coming.

"May the devil have a special place for you in hell." I said and with that I walked out of the shop and back into the abandoned streets with a new sense of peace.

Kv: Epilogue? Who wants an epilogue? Well I hope you guys liked this chapter. This story has had the most reviews out of all my stories so far and I just wanted to thank all those who have reviewed and have supported me.

Guest: Um, I did my best to make this chapter as long as possible. I hope you liked it. And thank you for reviewing so much hun~ I love it.

cheekycheetah: ahh, Kuo, the nerdy bug shall be loved and remembered~ I really did feel bad for killing Mikuo but at the same time I couldn't wait to. It's complicated I suppose.

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