I probably should have announced this on the last chapter I uploaded, but I didn't. Here is what's going to happen: this is the last chapter of this part story, the final, thus the title. This was actually a simple project and I've said that a couple of chapters ago too, and it got out of hand because you all wanted more. The second part of the story, because YES there is a second part that will continued after this, will be posted on my account and not on this joint account under the title 'Boundless'. Maybe I should have warned you all it would be the last, but I kinda forgot and I was telling my sisters the plan I had for this story before actually announcing it here.

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Aoi was having trouble understanding what was currently going on during this particular morning. She had woken up when Max was dragged from the bed and thrown on both Tyson and Kenny who for some reason decided to sleep on the floor next to the bed. They had been groaning in pain before Max was sent flying on them, which meant something had happened when Aoi had still been asleep.

She rubbed at her eyes in confusion, her head feeling a bit groggy as she placed her legs over the side of the bed and tried to stand. Nausea hit her as she planted both feet on the carpeted floor, the room turning into a blur as her knees buckled. One moment she was looking at a very furious Tyson, and the next she was on all fours looking at the floor and several set of feet that surrounded her. Aoi felt strong arms wrap around her, lifting her into the air and moving to exit the room while the others complained.

"You plan to take her right this minute, Kai?" She recognized Ray's voice. He didn't sound like he usually did when speaking to Kai, he sounded much calmer. He spoke with the tone of disbelief or shock. "You shouldn't have woken her up at five in the morning!"

"Hey, give that smurf back!" Tyson called out as Aoi was placed next to Ray. Her cheeks quickly redden, but the smile he offered her reminded her of the normal times when he hadn't been mad at Kai and when they still got along. Tyson called out again, "You waited until Mr. Dickinson left to try and kidnap her! What the hell, Kai!?"

"Tyson," Ray spoke before Kai was able to remark, which would probably cause a fight between him and Tyson. "He was supposed to wait until she was up to take her to his suit, not throw you guys around and take her by force. There's just some explanations Mr. Dickinson left to Kai, but I get her first."

With that, Ray took Aoi by the shoulders and exited the apartment, leaving a very pissed off Kai with a confused team. Aoi was obedient, as she had been for the last couple of hours, and followed beside him as he began to walk.

Ray tilted his head to get a better look at her face, "Aoi, are you okay?"

Groggily she nodded, "I'm sleepy."

He smiled at himself as he felt her reach for his hand and then lean against his arm. She had felt the change in him, of that he was sure, because she hadn't been this relaxed around him in a while. The fact that she would let her guard down and let him lead her while she partially slept was a reminded of the old times when she would follow him blindly. A time before Kai came into the picture, and a time when she hardly knew how to speak his language or Japanese.

"You're going to be seeing a lot less of me from now on," Ray spoke softly, leading her towards the elevator at the end of the hall. Aoi lifted her eyes to his, sleep forgotten as she listened to his words. "I—I'm going back to China after the tournament tour and I'm not sure when or if I'll be back. I have things to take care of in my village, problems which apparently can't be solved by anyone else but me. But I'll write."

"Then you're not coming back." She said as they entered the elevator and Ray pushed the button for the top floor. "You only write to me when we'll be separated for a long time. But how will you know where I am? Where're you gonna send the letters?"

He sighed and smiled sadly. "Actually, I'll know exactly where you're going to be. That's what Kai's going to talk to you about, and Mr. Dickinson already agreed to it. And I'm sure you'll agree to it also, because you love the guy, right?"

Aoi's cheeks began to flush and were a deep red as the elevator signaled their arrival. "I-I do . . . but . . ."

"But?"

Aoi eye's seemed to glisten, "But he doesn't."

Ray walked out into the small hallway that lead to the single room on that floor, looking over his shoulder as Aoi puffed out her cheeks and pouted. He didn't know what he should answer her, didn't particularly trust himself to not say something stupid because this felt like an opening for him, but Mr. Dickinson had cleared his mind on some parts. He couldn't keep that child away from the father, and he was sure there was more than one reason why Kai had kept tabs on her.

Ray didn't know why Kai would even need a reason to let himself fall in love with this girl or why he was so against the idea to start with. Had he also been fighting with the idea of seeing her as a woman like he had been before? Was it also the fact that they shared a similar past that lead him to try and keep his feelings in check, because maybe Aoi would someday throw it back at his face? True, what happened to her was not his doing and it was all Voltaire's doing, but they did share blood. Sins are paid by the next generations, right?

"Ray?" Aoi brought him back from his thoughts, pulling on his hand when they reached the door. "I don't have the key . . . are those buttons . . . I don't know how to open the door."

Ray turned to look at Aoi, pulling her to the ground as he sat next to the door, his back resting against the wall and Aoi doing the same. There was something he wanted to know and he felt like this was the only time he would be able to ask her. The way Aoi watched him, waiting for him to say something, her eyes studying his every movement like a curious kitty, and he couldn't help but smile at her.

"Aoi," he asked, petting her head, "Why do you love Kai?"

"Because," she answered, "He's Kai."

Translation: I love everything that makes him, well, him. Even the bad parts of him that make him.

Not many could deduce that answer from what she said, but Ray wasn't just anyone and he was still one of the very few that could read her like a book. Kai probably could, but his mind was clouded by whatever demons were wanting him to keep his heart at bay from Aoi. But that was his problem, because Ray wasn't about to become a marriage counselor any time soon. And this still counted as an opportunity for him if he waited long enough and if Kai went and became emotionally stupider. The idiot.

"What the hell are you two doing?" Kai's voice was low and deadly, and right above them. "If you were going to fall asleep in the middle of the hallway, you shouldn't have let Ray drag you off. Get up."

"I don't want to!" She wined loudly, curling up on Ray's lap. "I'm sleepy."

"Now, Aoi."

Ray locked eyes with Aoi and raised a brow at her, "You still do, don't you?"

She blushed a very deep red and looked away from both of them, standing up and moving away when they both moved to peer at her face. She was standing near the door on the opposite side of Ray, her back to them, her arms crossed, and they both knew she was puffing out her cheeks and pouting, but only Ray knew why she had reacted this way to his question.

"Ask her, not me," Ray told Kai when he gave him a glare. "And haven't you heard the saying, Kai? You'll catch more flies with Honey." He then mumbled to himself, "In this case, the fly doesn't seem to know the difference between honey and vinegar."

Aoi was pressed up against the wall, her face hidden on the hands as Kai neared the door and she refused to look at him. All he could see was the cascading white hair that fell passed her waist, he shoulders hunched where she brought up her hands to place them against the wall. To Kai, it looked like she was playing a game of hide and seek, and she was the one counting as the others hid.

Kai opened the door and waited for her to turn around and walk in, but she didn't. Aoi stood her ground next to the door, her face to the wall, and now Kai felt like he had punished and she did what she would be told to do in school. Which he still didn't understand, what could putting someone in the corner possibly do in high school? For Aoi, he felt like that just made her that much more hyper active and as soon as the punishment was lifted she would jump out the nearest window, which she had done on her first week at the Academy.

"I'm not leaving you out here," he told her, making her jump as he place his hands on her shoulders. He pulled her from the wall gently and softly pressed his body against her own to make her walk into the room in front of him. "You can sleep all you want. You're not expected to show up to any of the tour stops."

"What? Why?" It was the first time she had looked at him, throwing her head back to look at him at an upside down angle. Her blue eyes filled with questions about everything, and mostly unimportant everythings. "Why can't I go to the battles?! I've been good, I've taken the vitamin pills, and I'm have more than enough energy! I only feel dizzy in the morning, but it goes away!"

"You should know by now why you can't go to those types of events packed with too many people." He told her, guiding her into the bedroom and pulling the sheet from where they were tucked. Aoi all the while watched him silently, her eyes moving from him to the bed, and then away to look at the wall. The color drained from her face, and Kai stopped his movement and studied her closely. "Aoi, nothing's going to happen. Get in the bed and go to sleep, and don't argue about why you're not going to the tournaments. What would we do if something happened to you?"

Aoi opened her mouth to argue, but Kai wouldn't let her get her way this time. She had to understand that things were different now.

"I know you've always taken care of yourself the best you could," he said, wincing when thinking back on just how much trouble she had gotten into while protecting herself from others in her younger years. She was safer with him. Much safer. "You already know there is someone else we have to look over, and I can't allow you to wonder around in an unknown place that's filled with dangers. Not only that, you seem to piss off people easily and no one would think twice in hurting you. They wouldn't think you were with child either because the thought alone is ridiculous."

"You're ridiculous," she mumbled, making Kai smirk. "I'm not going back to the Academy, right?"

"No." He responded, sitting on the edge and pulling her towards him. He held her by the waist, placing his in between his legs as she locked eyes with him. Mentioning the academy had her silently pleading. "You're going to live in the Hiwatari manor and I'll arrange for a private tutor. For the remained of our time on this tour, you'll be staying with me: not one minute will I give you to be on your own, you got that?"

"No!" She responded, her eyes narrowing at him. "You just want to keep me here all the time, and your house is scary. The butler pops out of now where—like a ghost!"

"Butler is not a ghost and my home is not haunted." Kai responded, trying to pull Aoi into the bed but she kept refusing to get any closer that she already was. "He's also going to be your tutor."

"His name is Butler?" she asked, momentarily losing her defenses and Kai pulled her to sit beside him on the bed. "You have a butler named Butler, and he's been in your family since your grandpa was young . . . . the spirits are in the works!"

"The man is not supernatural, just really old." Honestly, Aoi had probably been to almost every haunted location in most cities in Japan. She didn't seem afraid then, but Butler caused her to question his home. "Are you going to sleep or are you going to start rambling about Butler being some sort of ghost?"

"But I'm not sleepy anymore," she said, sitting on the heels of her feet at the center of the bed. "Is Stanley un-adopting me, Kai, is that why I'm gonna live with you? Are you adopting me into your family?"

He sighed. She wasn't all that wrong. "Something like that. You're not going to be part of my family, you are going to be my family. You and that child."

"I don't feel it." She said, reaching for Kai hand and placing it on her stomach. "Can you feel anything in there? Everyone's saying there's a baby there, but I don't feel anything, and isn't my stomach supposed to be huge when there's a baby in there?"

Aoi's initial nervousness seemed to leave her as she fell back to her usual carefree attitude. Maybe she felt things were working themselves out, felt the familiarity of the atmosphere that surrounded her and Kai. Whatever it had been that relaxed her enough for her to smile at him and let him feel her stomach, he thanked it. Aoi even seemed to believe he was actually searching for something in her stomach, because she sat perfectly still with a grin on her face as he softly poked her.

Of course he wasn't able to feel anything as of yet, but having Aoi wide eyed with curiosity and with a smile on her face, he would simply humor her and say he did feel something. A small, tiny little thing, he told her, and they would soon go get the actual analyses to show her that there was something in there, but she had to wait. She had to behave and listen to everything he and the doctor said, because her body was still slightly weaker than most and they weren't sure how this new life in her would affect her health.

"Fine, then I guess I'll watch just watch it on tv," she sighed, letting herself drop flat on her back on the bed. Her eyes fixed themselves to the ceiling for a moment before she turned her head to look at Kai, "Can I eat waffles and a muffin?"

"You can eat one or the other, but not both." Kai responded, moving to lay beside her. He thought Aoi would quickly move and snuggle up beside him, but she didn't move a muscle and lay there looking up. He growled softly, moving to pull her into his arms and didn't allow her to pull away. "You can have one of each. Only for today."

"I want a blueberry pancake and a banana-nut muffin!" She thought for a moment, "And a chocolate chip waffle."

"You asked for a waffle and a muffin, when did the pancake show up?"

"When you ask room service for it," she answered, "Just one of each, and a glass of milk."

"This is going to make you think even more of food, isn't it?" He asked himself as Aoi tried to pull herself away from him. No doubt she was wanting to head to the kitchen and start eating, the sun was rising after all, but Kai wasn't letting her. He just wanted to keep her in his arms and see if her heart would react as it used to, picking up its tempo until it was a buzz. But her heart was calm, and her stomach was already beginning to growl, and she wouldn't stop adding more types of waffles to her original order.

Finally, Kai sighed and let her sit up on the bed before she jumped over him and headed for the kitchen. It was that type of action that wouldn't allow him to leave her alone for a second. For now, the swift actions wouldn't be much of a problem, but she still had to be careful. If she wasn't put into any situations, she would be docile and avoid doing any gymnastic type of things. If she was confronted by someone and she saw no other way to solve it without violence, then things were going to get violent. He didn't want that. He didn't want her to even lift a finger, but that would take twenty-four-seven surveillance, which he could only do once she was in the Hiwatari manor.

When Kai arrived at the kitchen, Aoi was already wolfing down the only thing she found close to what she wanted, frozen waffled that had been cooked in the toaster. Kai had bought them some time ago, not for him of course, and Aoi seemed to have found them in the very back of the freezer. The screech he had heard earlier had come from the chair she had dragged to the refrigerator, then to the counter for the toaster, and finally to the table. In front of her was a steaming cup of black coffee, obviously placed there for him because she didn't like the sour taste.

"I learn how to work the machine," she said to him when he sat across from her.

"I would have believed you if that thing didn't start automatically every morning at six." He told her with a grin, to which Aoi shrugged her shoulders. "You still think you made it don't you?"

"I said start," she motioned with her hands like a magician would, "and it start making it. I made it work!"

He laughed lightly, "Whatever you say. And don't you dare eat the whole packet of waffles. It's bad for you."

"You're not going?" She asked when he took a sip of the coffee, her waffle forgotten and her eyes on him. "What're you gonna do today if you're not going to the tournament?"

"Sleep in all day."

He heard the fork fall on the plate. "Are you sick?" She jumped from her seat and ran to his side, placing her small hand on his forehead. "You don't feel warm at all . . . it's that sugarless black stuff you drink in the mornings. It's bad for you!"

"I don't want to hear that from you. And," he wrapped at arm around her waist, pressing her to his side, "Don't you want to sleep with me any more like we've been doing? You're telling me you slept just fine all these nights?"

Aoi blushed.

"We're going to share a bed from now on, Aoi, and I don't need to tell you to get used to it." He announced, Aoi's looking at him like a shy kitten, her cheeks flushed an even greater red. "What're you thinking that's got your face so red and your heard racing?"

"N-nothing!" She answered, eyes closed and her hands balled into fists. She was refusing to look him in the eyes. "Just sleeping in the same bed, like, snoozing . . ."

Kai grinned wickedly at her, kissing her softly on the lips that had Aoi snapping her eyes open.

"Of course never snoozing," he told her. "That was never the plan."