Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to The Wallflower: Perfect Girl Evolution in anyway. They are the original creations of the mangaka. This is a story of my own creation based from this manga/anime. I also don't own the rights to the song used in this chapter. It belongs to the artist mentioned.

Made For Each Other

Chapter Twenty-One: This is for Real

I've got emotion
Dripping out my pores and I
Thought I would let you know
You are the night light,
Ripping through my wicked world
How you make it sparkle and glow,
Before I lose control
There's just one thing you should know…

"Let's celebrate!" Ranmaru cheered, holding the foaming bottle in the air. He quickly poured rather generous glasses for everyone.

And so, the night continued on. All the rest of the guests had gone home. Aunty disappeared after a while with the current "love of her life". Since the mansion was rented for the night, they all had rooms to stay in and decided to stay up celebrating Kyouhei's return and getting free rent. Ranmaru somehow convinced Takenaga to take shots to the point that he was actually being openly affectionate with Noi, who was loving every minute of it. Something Kyouhei felt the need to continuously point out until he earned a solid punch from the flustered girl. No one could deny that Sunako had a strong influence on her, probably more so that she had ever influenced the goth girl. Shortly after, Noi, Yuki, Machico, and Sunako had also teamed up on operation "Tama-Ran", supplying Tamao with enough alcohol to loosen up and keep the last of the girls lingering around far away from Ranmaru. Although Noi had dragged her into the plan, Sunako did have fun acting as a wall of defense against all the remaining girls until they gave up and went home. So far, it seemed to be a success, as the two appeared to be talking rather intimately at a table away from the rest of the group.

"Sunako, are you feeling okay?" Noi asked, noticing her friend seemed to be wavering a bit.

"Yep! Just a…a little dizzy." She admitted while laughing, leaning onto a table for support. She was on her second Ranamaru sized glass of champagne, which was easily double the amount usually in a glass.

"Maybe you should get some air." Takenaga suggested, somehow able to sound composed despite the fact that he had consumed more alcohol than anyone else there and currently had his arms wrapped around Noi's shoulders for support. He probably could have used some air himself.

"Kyouhei!" Noi slipped out of Takenaga's grip momentarily, causing him to stumble a little. She pushed the boy into Sunako rather forcefully, almost causing the two of them to topple over. "Take Sunako out on the balcony."

"Fine. Fine." He muttered, placing a hand on top of her head and turning her to face the direct of the door to the balcony. "You're such a lightweight."

"Am not." She answered back immediately. "I feel…fine."

"Whatever. Just come outside." Kyouehi gave her a yank in the right direction. Sunako huffed and insisted again she was fin, but let herself be led along anyway. He let go of her arm once they were outside. Sunako took in a deep breath and stretched her arms out wide to embrace the cool night air. She felt her head clear and was surprised by how quickly the cold air wore off the effects of the alcohol. She then began taking off the heels she'd been wearing all night long.

"Not very lady-like." Kyouhei mocked as she tossed them carelessly to the ground.

"I'll go tell Aunty then. No more free rent for you." She remarked, though obviously had to intention to act on her threat. She looked down at her feet and stretched her toes out on the cold cement of the balcony. It felt wonderful on her sore feet. Now, if only there was somewhere to sit…

"Thanks." Kyouhei said apologetically. He leaned out on the stone ledge of the balcony and looked at the courtyard. Aunty had really gone all out in renting a separate mansion for the event. It was easily twice the size of the one she owned. Though no one was really surprised by this. Miss Nakahara was someone who would do anything for her beloved niece. Kyouehi scanned the garden below, even that much more lavish than Nakahara Mansion. "Thanks for doing this so I could move back."

"Are you drunk?" Sunako asked bluntly.

"I'm not! And didn't we come out here because you can't handle your alcohol?" Kyouhei shot her a glare, which Sunako returned.

"I said I felt fine." She returned, leaning against the balcony a few feet away. The haziness in her voice when she'd said that earlier was gone. Kyouhei rolled his eyes before turning back to the courtyard.

"Geez. Can't I say something nice once?" He mumbled. He didn't want her to see how soft his face probably looked as he said that. "I'm not that ungrateful all the time yaknow."

"Well anyway, I never said I did it just so you could-" Sunako began, and Kyouhei looked over to see why she had suddenly stopped. Sunako had climbed up to sit on the ledge a few feet down and had lost her balance, hands waving in the air in an attempt to regain it. He quickly grabbed a hold of her to stop her from falling backwards onto the ground two stories below and she clasped on the edge to steady herself further.

"Idiot. What are you doing?"

"My feet hurt. I wanted to sit down." Sunako pouted. Realizing she was no longer about to fall, she became increasingly aware of the two hands on her waist holding her in place. She was about to demand he let go of her, but he spoke first. Kyouhei felt his heart speed up at their sudden proximity and found himself speaking without thinking.

"Can I ask you something?" Kyouhei began, not waiting for Sunako to answer. "About the- about before…you said you didn't hate it." He paused for a moment to gather up his courage before continuing with such an embarrassing question, "Does that mean you liked it?"

Sunako inhaled sharply at the question. Not only had she not been expecting that, but why did he want to know? The possible reasons made her heart race. Her eyes surveyed his face in an attempted to decipher his motive before answering. Looking up at him, she realized how close he was to her too. Somehow, she didn't seem to mind it, at least not as much as she usually did. "Why do you want to know?" She evaded. Kyouhei rolled his eyes. So like Sunako.

"Aren't you always the one who always says not to hold back if you like something?" He was looking at her more intently now, and Sunako swallowed nervously. She opened up her mouth to speak, but nothing would come out. How could she answer when he was looking at her like that? Why was he looking at her like that? Sunako tightened her grip on the cement wall and looked down at her lap. Kyouhei let out frustrated groan and ran a hand messily through his hair. This was all just way too… "Embarrassing." He mumbled, uttering the last word of his thought. "Look, if you hate it, just punch me like you usually do okay?"

Sunako looked up at him and blinked in confusion. Before she could ask what he meant, she felt his lips press onto hers. The kiss was soft and gentle; it made her heart leap in her chest. It was completely different from that time he'd forcefully kissed her on the steps outside the mansion or even from that night in her room. No, if anything, this was similar to that kiss in the nurse's office so long ago. It was innocent. It was hesitant. When he pulled away, Sunako found his brown orbs looking down at her, a nervous expression on his face. When had he ever looked nervous? The unfamiliarity of this expression on his face made her heart race and she tried to recall a time when she had seen it before. Of course, this left her staring back at him silently. He took a step back, dropping his hands to his sides. The warmth they had provided was gone suddenly. It sent a chill through her body.

"Say something." He said, effectively snapping her out of her daze.

"Eh? Uh...um, I…" Sunako didn't know what she was supposed to say and stuttered out meaningless gibberish in an attempt to find the words before a silence fell between them again.

"You didn't hit me." Kyouhei stated the obvious, though it came out more as a question, as if he thought she still might.

"I didn't." She confirmed softly, but made no move to say anything else and Kyouhei's eyes fell to the ground. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Maybe this was a bad idea after all. Maybe he was wrong about all this. It wasn't that difficult to admit if you liked something was it? No…he felt his chest tighten. This had been a bad idea. What he had feared happened; he was being rejected. That's what this was, wasn't it? She was doing it without really saying anything. Sunako was Sunako after all. She was the horror girl who no longer believed love was real. Why had he been so stupid to think that had changed just because his feelings had? Kyouhei looked up briefly to see Sunako, still silent, shiver. It was halfway through November after all.

"Whatever. It's cold out." He muttered. "Let's go inside." He turned to head back. "Just forget about all that." He waved a hand in the air dismissively, as if to emphasize what just happened meant nothing and he wasn't bothered.

Sunako's eyes grew wide. Wait. She didn't want him to go yet! How could he do this to her? How was it that this one person could make her break all her rules? She had given up on love, turned her back on the world and everyone in it, but he had still managed to break in with that damn light of his. Somehow, he had chipped away at the wall she'd build up around herself. The day she was called ugly, Sunako had made a promise with Hiroshi to never fall in love and stay in the darkness forever and yet… She had still fallen in love with him. She had sworn never to confess to anyone again, but as she watched Kyouhei head inside, she couldn't think of doing anything but confessing. Wait. She had to tell him. She couldn't not anymore. After that kiss, she couldn't help but feel there was a chance he-

Sunako felt a breeze blow through her, and hopped off the ledge of the balcony landing knees bent on the ground below. She felt the ache return to her feet the moment they met the pavement. As she began to stand up straight, she called out, "Wa-!" RIIIIIP! Sunako looked down at the source of the noise. "Ahh!" When she landed, her right foot had been on the edge of her dress. As she stood, the slit she had made earlier ripped all the way up to her stomach. As she examined the damage done, she felt something land on her shoulders.

"Idiot." She looked up to see Kyouhei had turned around and put his jacket on her, choosing not to mention that she had continuously flashed her underwear as she surveyed the damage. Clearly, she had been completely unaware of what she was doing. "You're not a lady at all."

"It's your fault!" Sunako shot back, wrapping the jacket around herself. She really was freezing.

"Wha-! How the hell is it my fault?" He snapped back. Why was it that now she suddenly had something to say?

"You were the one leaving!" She shouted. Somehow, they'd both become furious with one another.

"I said it was cold out!"

"I wasn't done talking yet!"

"What are you talking about? You weren't saying anything! Why do you think I-" Kyouhei stopped short and looked down at the girl wrapped up in his jacket staring back at him fiercely. "Fine. What were you gonna say?" The words came out harsh, in an accusing tone and he crossed his arms stubbornly like a child. Sunako opened her mouth to shout back instinctively, but as the words sunk in, she slowly closed it. This wasn't something you were supposed to shout angrily; she knew that much at least. She took a deep breath. This was it. After all the work of getting here, to this point, she was going to put everything on the line.

"I-I'm only gonna say this once so…" With the little bit of hope she'd gathered up and the energy burst she'd gotten from their argument, Sunako, the girl who swore on Hiroshi she'd never confess her love to anyone again, did just that. "I love you."

The arms he'd crossed in stubbornness just moments ago fell to his side, and Kyouhei stared back at her, the words slowly sinking in. I love you. He couldn't have stopped the smile that was gradually spreading across his face if he'd wanted to. She really loved him. Nakahara Sunako loved him. He couldn't believe it. Not only that, but the way she said it made him want to laugh. "Such a manly confession." He said to himself lightly, but quickly realized his mistake the instant Sunako responded.

"Manly?" The word came out softly and Sunako's eyes were wide. She suddenly felt detached from her body. Kyouhei could all but see her world cracking apart once more right in front of him. This was about to be the 'ugly' incident all over again. He really was an idiot. Sunako was one step away from spiraling back into the darkness when she felt a familiar weight on the top of her head bringing her back to her body.

"Idiot. I love you too." Kyouhei slid his hand from the top of her head to the back of it and pulled her into an embrace.

Sunako felt warmth surround her as her mind swirled, trying to sort out what just happened. She told Kyouhei she loved him. That definitely happened. Then he called her manly. That also probably happened. The mysterious thing was what she thought she heard him say after that. Sunako moved out of the source of warmth and looked up at him once again. "W-what did you just say?" Kyouhei looked back at her and couldn't help the blush that crept up on his face. Miss 'I'm only going to say this once' was going to make him say it again?

"I-I love you." He repeated. Saying it twice was too embarrassing.

"You…you do?" She pressed, thick-headed to the end.

"Ah, yeah." Kyouhei answered looking away, rubbing the back of his head nervously. Was she going to change her mind or something? She didn't. Instead, she smiled.

"Okay." She answered simply, showing the rare beautiful smile she had only shown when talking about something horror related. Now, she was showing it because Kyouhei had said he loved her. He couldn't help but smile back, and pulled the goth girl into an embrace for the second time, kissing her lightly on the top of the head. He couldn't remember ever feeling this happy before. A breeze blew across the balcony again, and they both shivered. They'd catch a cold if they stayed out any longer.

"Let's go back inside." He suggested, and felt Sunako nod against his chest in response. Reluctantly, they let go of one another and peeked back into the ballroom, neither wanting to be questioned, by their no doubt now wasted friends, about what they had been doing all this time. Looking in, everyone seemed sufficiently distracted at the moment. They shared a look that effectively meant we're gonna make a run for it and quickly made their way across the ballroom. They each let out a sigh of relief after making it safely to the other side without being stopped.

"Let's just go find our rooms." Sunako suggested, and Kyouhei agreed, yawning as he did so. They both made their way down the hall to where they'd been told all of their bedrooms would be earlier. Sunako made it to the end of the hallway, Kyouhei not far behind, and stopped. "Again!" She looked at the sign hanging on the door with her name on it. Right below her name, was another. She sighed in annoyance as she opened the door, and saw there was only one bed. "You can sleep on the floor." She said matter-of-factly.

"No way!" Kyouhei said as he followed her into the room, but Sunako had already collapsed face down on to the middle of the bed. She spread her arms and legs out in an attempt to take up the whole thing. It was an odd sight to say the least. She still had his jacket on, one of her legs was covered by her dress while the other was completely exposed due to the rip in her dress, and she had never put her shoes back on so the soles of her feet were completely black. Where had the lady-like Sunako that existed earlier gone? "If anyone is gonna sleep in it, it should be me. At least I'm not covered in dirt." He pointed to her blackened feet.

Sunako picked herself up slowly and sat on the edge of the bed to look at her feet. They did look pretty gross, even by her standards. "Fine. I'll take a shower, but you're still sleeping on the floor." She got up and walked over to the suitcases of clothes that had been brought to the room for them earlier in the day. She opened hers up and looked inside for her pajamas. Instead of the sweats she remembered packing, she found a variety lingerie. "Hell no." She quickly shoved the items back in and closed the case. Instead, she opened the suitcase next to hers and took out the pajamas Kyohei had packed before heading out to find a nearby bathroom. The second she was gone, Kyouhei stripped down to his undershirt and boxers and crawled into the bed, his pajamas having been stolen.

The goth girl twisted her damp hair up into a bun as she made her way back to the room she had been forced into sharing with Kyouhei. She debated whether the fact that they'd just confessed to one another made sharing a room more or less awkward. That's right…he loved her. She couldn't help but smile again upon remembering. It was such an odd feeling. As she rested her hand on the door handle, she took a deep breath to recompose herself. He face was no doubt an embarrassing shade of pink. Maybe she could brush it off as the heat of the shower? Of course, when she opened the door, she quickly realized she didn't have to worry about anyone seeing her face; Kyouhei was passed out on the bed.

She let out an annoyed groan and crawled on to the bed in order to push the sleeping boy off. She was not sharing the bed! However, as she placed her hands on the lump under blanket it moved and she jumped back in suprise. She let out a sigh of relief when he didn't open his eyes and realized he was just rolling over in his sleep. Now he lay sprawled out facing her, taking up at least half of the bed. As her eyes lingered on his peaceful sleeping face, she sighed again in defeat. Fine. She would share the bed. She was too tired to deal with the argument that pushing him off would cause anyway. Sunako moved to the opposite end, so close to the edge she was practically falling of the bed, and slipped under the covers. She hadn't even realized she was tired until she laid down The bed was so soft and comfortable she was almost asleep instantly. Just as she was about to drift off, she felt her body being dragged backwards across the bed. "W-what are you doing?" She mumbled out to her captor, who now had his arms wrapped around her, holding her securely against his chest. "L-let go."

"Don't wanna." He spoke groggily, clearly barely awake. "You'll pretend it was a dream." Sunako hadn't thought of that. She had convinced herself kissing him was a dream, and this all did seem pretty unreal as it was. Sleeping like this really wasn't all that bad anyway. Sunako repositioned herself in his arms so that she was facing him; she was defeated.

"I won't." She mumbled into his chest, before quickly drifting off to sleep. He really did make her break all of her rules, but she had a feeling she might just be okay with that…

I had some nightmares,
Clawing at my skin and bones
I nearly did explode
You smoked the demons
Gave me back my feelings
Now I am good to go
Before, my face hits the floor
There's just one thing you should know…

This is the best thing that I've ever had for real

(Motion City Soundtrack)

Well, I hope you guys all liked this chapter! The confession was hard to write! Every time I got them close, Sunkao and Kyouhei changed their minds! So like them. Haha (I feel like the characters take on a life of their own when I'm writing, and I can't just make them do what I want. They always go off in new directions on their own. It's a weird feeling.) I also tried really hard not to make them all OOC while drinking since it drives me crazy when people do that, so hopefully that went okay. I've been waiting to use this song since like chapter 3 too. I think it just fits in a really cute way. There will be one more chapter to wrap things up/as an epilogue type deal.

And…thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! I hope you guys will let me know what you thought of this one too!

Ps. I don't know if the way Sunako confessed in necessarily "manly", but I feel like in so many shoujo manga that's how the guy confesses (I've read a decent amount too), but saying 'I'll only say this once' so I'm going with it! :)