Nat's POV:

I looked at group of teens sadly, and smiled a little. I then saw them start to get up and look my way, and so I quickly turned away, hoping my dark hair and tattered uniform didn't show that I was the girl they knew. I winced, feeling someone tackle me.

"Nat!" I heard a familiar voice wail, and so I looked over to see Koyalee. "K-koyalee…" I whisper, and turn around. "H-hi...K-koyalee…" I feel tears start to drip down my cheeks as I hold the broken silver locket close to me, keeping my head lowered.

"N-nat...Nat… Goddamnit, Nat!" I heard someone roar, and so I looked up to see Bon storm over to me, his eyes red and puffy, his cheeks sticky with tears. Koyalee let go of my frame, only to let me get lifted up into the air, showered with curse words and happy tears. "Nat...you worried me so much…" He mumbled, his eyes pained but-but loving. "Nat, I-"

"I-I need to tell you something, Ryuuji!" I blurt out, tears flowing from my eyes.

"N-nani?" He mutters, and the group goes silent. I blush as I close my eyes, and look back at him determined.

"I-I need to tell you something. A-After we dispel the enemy." I mumble, my cheeks flushed. He nods, setting me down gently and patting my head, flattening my bangs. "S-stop!" I whimper, and blush as I squirm. He only smiled faintly, then nudged me to Rin. "O-Onii- W-where's Nee-san?!" I yelp, and look around frantically. "Nee-san...Nee-san!" I see Shima with a guilty look in his eyes, and so I start to tremble as I storm to him, gripping his collar as I start to cry again. "W-what'd you do to her?!" I yell at him, shaking him.

"N-Nat...I-I...Gome-"

"Chigau!" I scream, tears flooding my eyes again. "Chigau...Chigau...Chigau!" I scream. "Not her! Not Hoshimi!" I protest, and look around frantically. "Not another part of my family...Not another one…" I whisper, and see a silky strand of creamy hair. "H-hoshimi! Nee-san!" I cry, and collapse next to her.

She was clutching her stomach, a huge gash in her ribs. "N-Nee-san, daijoubu...I-I'll get you better…" I whisper to her, soothing myself as I kept on pressing against her wound. I concentrated, and kept on pressing and healing her. "C'mon...C'mon...Hoshimi, please!" I cried, tears dripping down to my chin to her cheeks.

"Onee...chan…?" She whispered, her voice weak and hoarse. I nod desperately, holding her hand and healing her with another.

"H-Hai! It's me, Onee-Onee-chan!" I choke down a sob, and quickly usher Koyalee over. "Y-you'll be fine! Just-just please bear with me!" I start to feel my tears splash onto her hair, her bloodied body.

"Onee-chan...are you...crying?" She whispers softly, and slowly tries to brush away the tears that trailed down my cheeks.

"H-hai. I...I am." I whisper, and start to bite back sobs and wails. She was dying. Her demonic side couldn't help her healing; it was too sudden and the staff had pierced her tail too, so first her cells would try to heal the tail first. "C-C'mon...please…" I pleaded, and my heart ached as I felt her own heartbeat start to fade. "No...Chigau…" I whisper, my figure trembling visibly. Hoshimi smiled bloodily at me, and her hand went slack, her eyes closing.

"No!"

Bon's POV:

I watched Nat start to sob and bawl over her dead sister's body, my chest aching. The girl who was sobbing had just lost her only family, most likely. Daichi had said something about them dying. Should I ask her? I quickly shook my head, and so I crouched next to her, trying to sustain my anger and guilt as I tenderly rested my hand on her shoulder, closing her eyelids of her flames of blue for eyes, that gazed onward to the sky.

"H-Hoshimi...N-Nee-san…" She whimpered, her figure shaking. "How...How dare you!" She screamed lunging for Shima, her eyes wide and pupils sliced to slits, and her teeth were bared with pointed ears and trembling legs and fingers.

"Nat!" I protested, wrapping my arms around her from behind, struggling with her. "Stop it! Yamete!" I tried to press her against me again, but she pushed backwards, causing me to fall, tripping over Nee and down to the ground. Making sure Hoshimi was in a safe place, I stood up again. "Nat, yamete. Would Hoshimi or-or Daichi want you to do this?!" I yell, and then she goes silent, her figure trembling even stronger.

"Guys, get out of here, now!" Yukio commands, slipping a golden bullet with green strips wrapped around it in his barrel, aiming the point of the gun at the girl who was roaring to the sky.

"W-What're you doing?!" Koyalee screamed, her voice cracking as she pulled the end of the barrel away from Nat.

"Shiro told us to do this if she got out of control." Yukio stated coldly, though one could tell that he was distressed too. "Her anger spikes up, but since that happens so rarely it comes out in full bursts. She's letting all of her pain out when she does this. This will only calm her down. It won't relieve the pain on her shoulders, though. No one can heal that." He states quieter.

I shake my head, stepping forward. "Hell naw." I stood in front of Nat, who was clutching her head, tears streaming from her eyes. "Hell no!" I yell, standing spread-eagle in front of her.

"Stop it, Suguro!" Yukio yelled, his voice pained. I looked into his eyes, and my eyes widened, seeing that they were pained. "Would I really hurt my own sister?!" He roars, his fingers trembling. "She's out of control; Shiro told us to do this if something happened!" He repeated. "I have to do this!"

"No! She-she's just in pain. Don't-don't give her more pain, dammit!" I protest, and look back at the girl, whose tears ran down her face and stuck to her hair. Her golden flecked green eyes were now golden, full of pain and sadness, like a broken mirror. "She's gone through a lot of pain." I mutter, then look back. "We-We have to calm her, but-but not in a way of hurting her. Hoshimi…"

I stopped, looking down at the girl whose frame was cradled by Konkemaru, the boy sobbing over her hair, holding her close. The two had grown close together over the month of calm. "Hoshimi wouldn't want us to hurt her." I state with finality. Turning to Nat, I see her clawing the ground, her hair breaking from its band, swirling around like razor sharp vines. "Stop this, Nat!" I call, and I start to lock a barrier around her with my arms. "Hoshimi-Hoshimi doesn't want this!" I shout, my voice slightly saddened and almost on the verge of cracking.

"I-I couldn't save her...I couldn't save either of them! T-They both-both died...there…" She whispered, her voice broken and weak.

"Nat…" I mumbled, looking at her as I wrapped my arms tighter around her.

"Just… Just let it go. Just let it all out."

Nat's POV:

I looked at the fabric pressed against me, tenderly touching it with the tips of my fingers. Who...Who is this? Is this-is this- I don't know. I don't know who this is. But-but this shirt...seems familiar. I pressed my fingers against it, and my eyes softened, green starting to blur the gold into tiny specks, my pupils starting to slowly grow fuller, into small circles. This scent...It's my-my most familiar...besides Onii-san...and Nii-san..and Shiro. Ryuuji. It has to be. I inhaled into his shirt, and my eyes filled with tears. Ryuuji. My Ryuuji. I started to whimper, my figure weak and trembling as I clutched onto his shirt. "Ryuuji...nande...nande…" I whisper, and start to cry again. "Nande?! Why does everyone I love leave me?!" I cry out, and look up at him. "Why can't I love someone without getting hurt?!"

"Nat...I know. I know how that- that people whom you love can betray you, or lie to you, or hurt you, or all of the above. I know that. I know that loving something-or someone- can give you pain. I know what that pain can do to you. It can make you bitter; hatred can grow over your heart; sadness envelopes your soul and eats away until there's nothing more. But-but you have to get over it, goddamnit!" He grabbed my shoulders, startling me to look up at him with wide, scared eyes.

"R-Ryuuji-"

"No! I won't have it!" He roared, his eyes angry but also protective, caring. The anger-oh, that anger- wasn't aimed towards me. It was aimed to Satan; the person who had hurt me.

"Suguro, you stop right-"

"Shut up! You would even hurt your sister! She-She just needs love." He stops, running a hand through his hair. "He needs friends! Friends who won't-who won't betray you." His voice grew quiet, and so I tenderly touched his shoulder, but flinched when he gently took it away.

"I have to comfort you now, Nat! Me! Not you. You-you've done it too many times to yourself-to us. You've been your only friend! You! For so long, you've shut yourself out, relied on your head and your heart to soothe your raging emotions, and-and you've never asked any of us to help you." His voice cracks, as he shakes my shoulders. "You've never asked us for help!" He shakes his head, his grip tightening. "You're-you're Natsuki Hatome! You're Natsuki Hatome, the girl I love! You won't be taken out so easily by Satan, nor by any other opponent!" He states firmly, his cheeks flushing. Rin blinked a few times, and so did Yukio. They looked to each other, their eyes surprised.

"S-Suguro's grown up." Rin whimpered, wiping snot from his nose as he started to cry happily. "He's admitted his ongoing- Ite!" He yelped, and held his head as Bon snarled, irritation clear across his face.

"Uruse! You just ruined my speech!" He yells, blushing a lot. I blink a few times, and happy tears fill my eyes.

"R-Ryuuji…" I sniffle, and my fingers curl into his shirt as I start to sniffle, and hug him. My eyes came back to normal; my teeth were not bared anymore, and my mind was my own again. I hugged him tightly, and blused as I rubbed my face into his chest, not wanting to let go. When I looked out to the two of my siblings, I saw Yukio standing there, his gun aimed at the ground now.

"Gomene, Onee-san." He murmured, his eyes cast down to the ground; his blue eyes holding shame and hatred-hatred for himself. That the fact that he would be willing to hurt his own sister disgusted him, angered him, disappointed him. I frown slightly, and sniffle, wiping my eyes with my index finger before starting towards the boy.

"Nii-san…" I state softly, and place a head on his shoulder, tilting my head to the side in a smile. "Dai-jo-bu." I giggle faintly, and I wrap my arms around him. "You had to. Shiro told you that you had to if I got out of control." I sooth him, feeling hot tears stream down his face as he buries his head in my shoulder.

"It's okay. For right now, we have to go and find the heart of the light."

Hoshimi's POV:

I could not feel my stomach. I could not feel my lower half. I could feel, however, the tears splashing over my cheeks and hair as Konkemaru carried me frantically to a doctor. I could feel the funny vibrations my temples made as I tried to open my eyes; tried to tell him that I was alright. That I would wake up soon enough, I was just trying to heal. But I couldn't.

I heard the screams from Konkemaru telling me to hold on, that he'll get me to Shiemi or Koko, that it'll be fine. I smelled the scent of blood and rotting bodies, and saw the auras from every single sinning creature and demon that had fought on this day in this city. I tried to breath, but it was like a huge Sith demon or something had pounced on my chest and wouldn't get up.

"Please, heal her!" I heard Konkemaru sob out, holding my body forward to the familiar gentle hands of Shiemi. She nodded, and called over Koko, who immediately got some of Nat's familiars to find herbs. I felt the pain, grief, protectiveness, care, and-and love that emanated from Konkemaru. Why did I mean that much to him? "I-she- I want to take care of her, and to protect her! She-she's the first thing I've protected. She's-she's really precious...and fragile. She has a dream, that I want to help fulfill." He stated softly, and I could feel his eyes looking down at me.

"I want to fulfill it by her side! Though she may be impulsive, and rash, and really idiotic sometimes, she's Hoshimi, and-and I don't want to live without her! She's made me a lot more confident, and better with my Aria and strategic skills, and-and I couldn't repay her. I need her, just as much as she may need me." He whimpers, his lip quivering as he said the last few sentences.

"Don't worry, Konkemaru-san. We'll heal her. I-"

"No promises, Shiemi. Fate may have already cut her string." Koko interrupted Shiemi, and so she frowned, shaking her head.

"We will heal her! She-she's precious to Nat, and Rin, and Yuki-chan. So she's precious to me! And I will heal her!" I felt my eyes tear up, though I did not know I could even bat a lid. Minna...you-you all care about me. I'm-I'm precious to you. Arigatou. Now I have the strength to get through the pain.

I heaved my chest up and down, and lifted the eyelid of one eye, though it shot many nerves full of pain up to my brain. I started to lift up one hand, and a blue fire erupted from my fingers, though I could barely contain the flicker of the warmth and love held in that flame. I gripped my tail weakly, and so Konkemaru quickly helped me, squeezing his hand over mine. I will get through this. I will live, I told myself, my other eye opening slowly. I will make it through.

For minna.

For my friends; my family.

For Konkemaru.