SEQUEL TO FALLING UNDER After escaping the gallery Garry is swamped with new problems. Old demons and new ones seem to be appearing in all sorts of places, all the abnormalities seem to be targeting Ib. Everything has a purpose. You really can't escape fate. Once more... They're falling under.

Ib remembers things most when she's drawing him. The Forgotten Portrait. But what is it that she so desperately needs to remember? A trip back to the gallery she fought so hard to escape brings it all back. Trials and tribulations await. Can the now 17 year old Ib conquer the dark depths of the gallery? Or will she be stuck dreamingly awake in the abyss forever?

Love is something that can be painful, that can be wonderful, and can be deadly. If the love of your life was lost, gone from your life, away, would you try to get them back, or try to start a new life? Hope, people say, is something that will never fade, but when it does, will you keep faith?

The story continues six years after the incident at the Gallery. /Sachiko

Ib was taking the news hard. Garry was moving away. She just couldn't understand why she just couldn't let him go. Just when it's too late, they both realize they need each other in their lives. OlderIbxGarry T for now.

A series of oneshots, all based on prompt words. Ratings may vary. Mostly Garry/Ib fluff. Rated T to be on the safe side. .::. Prompt #10: Hair - Garry's hair had always had two colors, but Ib never thought to ask why-until now.

Ib had never forgotten Garry. She visited the gallery every day, just wishing to hear his gentle voice again. It startles her that her wish comes true. But can Ib's newfound happiness and garry's refound hope contest against the constant troubles revolving around Ib? Rated T for Language and Violence. Based from the Forgotten Portrait ending. Only one other main character, and O

Ten years. One lies forgotten in a dark corridor with only fresh blue petals for company. The other dreams of a maze of lurid monsters as she creates glorious music from enchanted fingers. And in some blank unloving space, an artist longs for redemption.

-Oneshot- Since Garry's visit to the art gallery, he's been having strange nightmares, all involving a little girl. Are these nightmares just recurring dreams, or is it some sort of subconcious memory?