*Disclaimer~ I do not own Yumeiro Patissiere, Kashino, Ichigo or any of its other characters. I do, however, own the idea of having a dark side of the Sweets Spirits' and the characters under that. Please enjoy!*

~Note: listen to

!"In Case" by Demi Lovato

% "Heart Attack" by Demi Lovato

## "Made in the USA" by Demi Lovato

for the full effect :P~

"Miyabi!" Kashino pounded on the door but it was no use. He fell to his knees, pressing his ear against the door. The voices were muffled by the wood but clear enough. Her family was saying goodbye. Then his sister spoke again as the clock tolled.

"I'm sorry for your loss, but its time."

Although it was a soft click, he could still hear ringing in his ears. The cord was pulled.

!

Kashino heard many murmured "I'm sorry for your loss," and whimpers and cries. Or were those his own? The door in front of him opened and Miyabi walked out, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Makoto, you can't live in the past forever," she said simply, yet her voice reeked with compassion.

Kashino stood up shakily, "Can I still go see her?" his voice was hardly audible.

"Makoto…" Miyabi whispered, but stood aside nonetheless.

Kashino walked blindly into the much-too-happy-yellow room and knelt by her corpse.

"Ichigo," he called her by her first name, "I'm… I'm sorry I couldn't save you… I'm sorry of how stupid I was… How temperamental…."

There was so much he wished he could tell her—to tell someone whom would listen as intently as the chocolate-haired girl lying down on her back with a surreal smile.

Kashino took her hand in his and whispered inaudible things as a single tear slipped down his cheek. He didn't care if people saw him anymore. Curse this "cool persona." Curse everything. Curse this universe that took his love from him. Curse that monitor that failed its duty. Curse that girl that was taken over by envy. Curse… Curse him for not being a better person to her. For not showing just how much he cared—but none of that matters anymore since she's gone.

His grip tightened on her feeble wrist, holding on as if she would float away like a balloon with a bit too much helium. But he felt something, a small throbbing, like a pulse.

"Miyabi," he whispered, "Miyabi come here." But she hadn't heard him. "Miyabi!" he said louder, but alas she had left him.

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Kashino withdrew his hand in hast, her dainty arm hanging off the side of the bed. He ran through the halls, not caring if people looked at him strangely.

"Miyabi! She isn't dead, I felt her pulse!" he shouted when he'd found her. He grabbed her arm and violently tugged it in the direction in the room.

"Makoto, what are you talking about? I pulled the plug, she's gone."

"No, she isn't! I—I felt her pulse! It was there!" he pressed with another pull.

"Makoto, you're being delusional!" she argued.

Kashino tightened his grip and clenched his teeth. He looked up to meet her eyes for the first time that day. "Miyabi… please…" he whispered, "Just this once," his voice started rising, "Just this once, will you listen to me? Will you believe me no matter how ludicrous this sounds?!"

Miyabi was silent at first, and then, her foot picked up and started in the direction of Ichigo's room.

Having broken her wall of distrust, Kashino bolted into the room. He put two fingers to her wrist once more, feeling the faint pulsing of her heartbeat. Miyabi entered the room a bit later.

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"She's alive, Miyabi."

Miyabi stayed silent as she knelt down next to him. She placed her own hand onto her wrist. After a moment her eyes widened.

"H—how…" she stuttered before maintaining her composition, "We need another heart monitor in here! Quick!"

Miyabi stood abruptly, rushing about, getting extra nurses. Kashino laced his fingers into Ichigo's.

"It's okay," he said, "you're going to be fine."

After everything was settled and wires were being hooked up to Ichigo once more, Miyabi sat next to Kashino. "How did you know?"

Kashino abruptly let a chuckle escape his throat as he responded, "you'd never believe me."

"Try me," she said.

"My Sweets Fairy told me another girl who had a Sweets fairy—a dark one—put a spell on her to make her lose her memory, and then tampered with the machine to ensure her fate."

Miyabi only laughed, "Is that so?" she asked.

"Sounds crazy. I know."

"How did you really find out?" she asked.

"I told you," he said plainly.

"You're joking."

"Nope."

"Well maybe I might believe you someday," she replied, "Taking into account all the other crazy things happening today."

And that was the last thing said on the topic before a loud voice crashed through the calm atmosphere.

"Clear!" he shouted, placing two instruments on her chest.

Her chest arched and the doctors said a few things amongst themselves before shouting again.

"Clear!" and her chest arched once more as she gave a sharp gasp.

"Amano!" Kashino yelled as she sat up.

"You can't touch her yet, she's still recovering!" other doctors scolded him, but he didn't pay them any mind. Miyabi nodded slightly as she watched them reunite.

Ichigo gave a groan and put her hand on her head, "Gosh, my head is killing me," she said, slurring her words a bit, "Kashino? What are you doing?"

He was clinging to her, afraid if he let her go she'd be gone again. "Never scare me again," he whispered more to himself than to her.

"Me scare you? I think I deserve a medal," she laughed. That same beautiful laugh, clear as before. "I feel like I've been sleeping for hours… what time is it?"

"Hours," Kashino mumbled, "Does it really matter what time it is?"

"Kashino, you're acting really weird…" Ichigo said with a tilt of her head.

"Shut up," he said, "I just missed you okay?"

"Geez, I only took a nap… I don't remember you being this… nice."

"People can change…" he replied.

"I'd hate to break up the reunion, but we need to keep her hydrated," Miyabi stepped between them with a cup of juice.

"Speak of which… why am I in a hospital?"

"What's the last thing you can remember?" Miyabi asked her.

"Let's see…" Ichigo raised her finger to her chin, tapping it, then her eyes widened, "Oh gosh, I still have to finish my homework for French!" she groaned, "I'll never finish it," she started to sulk down, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I could help," Kashino offered.

"Really?! Thank you so much, Kashino! I like the nice you so much better," she smiled brightly.

Kashino blushed before grumbling, "It's not that big of a deal."

"It's a HUGE deal," Ichigo said. "Say something. Something I should know."

"Je t'aime," Kashino said softly after much self-conflict.

"I said something I should know," Ichigo crossed her arms, pouting again.

"You should know," he said, uncharacteristically poking her nose.

"Figure it out."

**Sorry about how long it took me to write this… XD I couldn't think of what to do.