(A/N: The song in this chapter is called "Even Angels Fall" by Jessica Riddle, so that means it's not mine, so no suing. Don't ask why it's in here. I hope this chapter is long enough. Sorry if I keep spelling Ryou's name differently.)

As she stood dampened by the light drizzle outside the phone booth, the wind whistled, as though threatening her. Slowly she stepped into the booth, closing the small door behind her. Hesitantly, she scooped up the smooth receiver and placed it to her ear as she began sliding change into the money slot.

She punched in a combination of numbers and leaned back against the side of the small cubicle. The phone rung twice before someone finally answered. No luck. It was Ryou's dad. "Sorry, Ruki, he's not here at the moment. 'Take a message?"

"No thanks, Mr. Akiyama," her voice was dry and cracked. She wanted to explode.

Ruki hung up, forgetting to say goodbye. Everything was a blur to her. Her eyes were playing tricks with her and she swore she noticed fellow Tamer Matsuda Takato wandering down the street. Maybe a little Takato would cheer up her day. She pushed open the door.

You found hope, you found faith.

Found how fast she could take it away.

Found true love, but lost your heart.

Now you don't know who you are.

"Takato?" she cried into the cold night's wind. The figure stopped splashing through random puddles and turned toward her. Even before she could see him completely, she knew it was her good friend. He smiled at her and she managed a grin herself.

She made it easy, made it free.
Made you hurt till you couldn't see.
Sometimes it stops, sometimes it flows.
But baby, that is how love goes.

Takato seemed to sense something was terribly wrong, and refrained from his usual shout of "Hey!" that would probably seem annoying right now. Asking what was wrong was an option, but then again, it might be a little too intrusive. What the heck?

                "What's wrong?" Takato blinked.

                "None of your business." Same old Ruki Makino.

                "Fine, be that way." Maybe nothing WAS wrong. Mistake.

                "I'm really not in the mood for your crap right now, Takato," Ruki sighed.

                Before Takato could even attempt to reply to her, Ruki was far off into the night. "Sorry," the boy whispered to himself as he watched his good friend wander aimlessly into the cold wind. He wondered if Juri had been lying when she had told him about...

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                The weather wasn't good for the baby, she knew that, but she didn't care. She would worry about it later. Right now she had to find Ryou, she felt she had enough courage in her to tell him the little secret. The rain continued to pour down on her. Ugh.

                As she approached a local club that Akiyama Ryou could usually be seen at, she noticed him. What a surprise. She noticed he was with someone, but she couldn't make out who or what it was. Maybe she didn't want to know. But she found out. Ryou was with another girl. What the...?

                                This was it. She was royally pissed.

You will fly and you will crawl....

           

Instead of going up to make a dramatic scene, Ruki turned away. She simply ran. She didn't care about Ryou anymore, how could he do such a thing? It wasn't a friend; she knew that for sure. Friends don't sit in other friends' laps and nibble on noses. How could he do this to her?

God knows even angels fall.
No such thing as you've lost it all
God knows even angels fall.

           

She kept on running. No turning back now, Ruki. The wind continued to burn her cheeks, slashing them like a whip. Her stomach and legs ached, and her arms were terribly cold. She hated her life. She hated Ryou. She hated Takato. She hated Juri. She hated herself.

 It's a secret, that no one tells.
One day it's heaven one day it's hell.
And it's no fairy tale, take it from me.
That's the way it's supposed to be.

           

Her entire body was almost completely numb, but she didn't stop. Her legs were set on 'Run' and they weren't going to stop anytime soon. Where was she going? She didn't know. Did she care? She didn't care at all. Her head ached so badly, it was as though her heart was inside her skull, pumping continuously.

You will fly and you will crawl
God knows even angels fall
No such thing as you've lost it all
God knows even angels fall

                       

Suddenly she forced herself to stop. She had to get inside; she couldn't keep on doing this when she was...

You laugh, you cry, no on knows why,
But oh, the thrill of it all.
You're on the ride,
You might as well, open your eyes

As she took the cold air into her burning lungs, the headlights of a giant semi truck ahead ahead of her didn't seem to catch her eye. She clutched her stomach, as though feeling if the baby was still alive. She figured it still was. There was just that feeling. She turned as the vehicle came head on at her.

You will fly and you will crawl
God knows even angels fall
No such thing as you've lost it all
God knows even angels fall...