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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HANA-CHAN~!

Thanks for all the support, guys. I have a QUESTION which is: should I make a sequel for Fake Marriage, Real Love? If you think I should, suggest what the sequel should be about. The reason why I only show it on this story only is because this story is the one that less irritates me. Thanks if you answer to this question. I love you, guys. I also am thinking of writing Monochrome. Tell me what you think.

Rika's POV

"What are you going to do with that choker, Rika?" The dirty blond boy asked, leaning against the wall in the hallway. Rika stood next to him, looking out through the open window.

"I'll just try to get Ai to be my friend again. Everything can be achieved through hard work, Ryuu," The brunette gleamed, looking at the black ribbon with a bell. She held the bell out the window for it to gleam in the sunshine.

"You're going to drop the bell if you hold it like that," He told her; but she didn't listen, only focused on the bell. Her grip loosened just a bit, and the choker fell out the window. "Told you."

Rika was about ready to jump out the window, but to stop her, Ryuu jumped out the window before her. Luckily, there were trees below, which saved Ryuu from the cold, hard concrete. As Ryuu descended from the trees and landed on the ground, a certain rosette had gotten her hands on the choker.

"What are you doing her, Ai?" He questioned her.

"I came here to get my choker back," She replied, attaching the accessory to her neck.

"I didn't necessarily come here to get my choker back, but it could be an errand on the way. I was meaning to get it back anyway," thought Ai. Just at that moment, Rika appeared, almost out of breath.

"Ai, what…" She trailed off as she saw the choker around the rightful owner's neck.

"This is the symbol for our friendship. Your life and this choker bind us, right, Rika-chan?" Ai smiled, laughing.

"You remember!" Rika jumped Ai with tears of happiness. Ai hugged her back.

"Oh, sure, and I just jumped out of a window for nothing. Don't mind my aching back," Ryuu added sarcastically, trying to something fix his back.

"Man up, Ryuu." Ai stuck out her tongue.

"Being a man doesn't mean to not whine over an aching back," He retaliated.

"You ought to get to the auditorium, Ai-chii. You'll be late. I hear your song is going to appear in about five minutes," Rika reminded her, letting her go.

"You should come with me," Ai said.

"No, I'm going to hang around here just for a while longer," Rika said.

"Okay, let's go to karaoke some time," Ai waved, running off into the direction of the auditorium.

Auditorium

"You're late," The student in charge growled.

"I'm here," She laughed it off, running to the stage.

"She's going up there in those clothes?!" One student grew appalled by her attire.

"Just let her be," The student in charge sighed, giving up on this unusual girl.

"Let's give it up to the Tsukiyomi Ai," The MC student announced as Ai stood in front of the microphone.

"This song is Euterpe (by Egoist/ Supercell. I don't own, but I love the song and suggest it for you). I made it myself. It was made for a very special mother who will always be in my heart. This song is also for my two dimwits. Well, then here I go," Ai began.

"Oh wild flower, ah…could you please tell me why people hurt each other and fight each other?

Oh dignified flower, what can you see from there? And why can't people forgive each other?

In a summer with much rain, blue was substituted.

Becoming one, it faintly wavered in front of me without saying a word.

What do you feel towards a dying friend?

How much love can those wordless leaves convey?

The summer sun gets clouded, the wind was swayed by it.

Joining them together, I will sing the proof of life for those nameless ones."

As her voice faded away, the tears whelmed in the eyes of the students trickled down their cheeks. Unaware of what to do, Ai gave a small bow and left the stage. The crowd screamed, cheered, and whistled with an insatiable passion.

"Get back up there, Ai," The students backstage tried to push her back there; but she skipped from side to side to dodge their urges.

"I'm tired and going to the roof," She waved.

"Ai, we need to talk," Hiro and Takumi said simultaneously, grabbing one arm for each of them. When they noticed the other, they glared at their rival. For Hiro's sake, he didn't want this demon from the deep depths of hell to taint his fragile angel. For Takumi's sake, he didn't want this overprotective "father" interrupting him. He knew that Hiro took the father role because their father was in a coma, but he was too controlling over her.

"Hey, Ai," Shin and Ryuu ran the three. Hiro and Takumi diverted their glare to the two. "Your father, Tsukiyomi Ikuto, is awake."

Turns out that there is one more chapter hopefully. I really want to finish this story because I've been on this story for a year now. Thanks for reading. Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANA-CHAN!