Disclaimer: Marmalade Boy, belong to me? Hah, I certainly wish. But no…it's not mine. Dash it all.
Author's Note: This is the last bit. Thank you for reading…and reviewing…*hinthint* Strong Enough is now officially…complete. Ah, that word does strike a sense of satisfaction in my heart. ^_^
Epilogue
"Explain to me how this works," Yuu said, poking curiously at Mei's head.
She swatted him away. "Back off," she warned, "or I'll add a chapter and make Miki die."
"That's real nice of you." Miki crossed her arms and gave the author an irritated look from her seat on the computer desk. "Always good to know that my character is important."
Mei sighed. "There's just no getting rid of you, is there?"
"Nope," replied Yuu cheerfully. He rested his hip against the desk and wrapped an arm around his girlfriend, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "We're here to plague the rest of your stories."
"See if I write any more."
Miki gasped.
"What? It's not that shocking! I'll probably be locked up in a mental institution by then, thanks to you two…" Mei trailed off and looked suspiciously at Miki's red face and Yuu's smirking one. "That's not why you gasped, is it?" she asked wearily. She leaned back in her black leather chair on wheels (whee!) with a resigned look on her face. "What did you do Yuu?"
"His tongue…my ear…" Miki, still flushed, raised bright eyes to Yuu. "You…"
He kissed her.
Mei stared at the keyboard. "Well, isn't this strange?" she muttered to herself. "Not only do my characters talk to me, they bloody snog in front of me! Shameless…" Then she grinned. "I have been spending way too much time on my Harry Potter fics. The slang is beginning to rub off." Then, continuing to ignore the couple contentedly making out next to her computer, she returned her hands to the keyboard.
Delete, delete, delete… With a slightly evil grin, Mei changed the last sentence to say: And at home Yuu and Miki were in Miki's room, snogging.
"Alright, I may not be their biggest fan, but you should at least get the terms correct!" an exasperated voice came from behind the author's left shoulder. "Please, don't mix British slang with Japanese manga. It's just not right."
Mei froze, cursing silently. It couldn't be—
She turned. Ah, hell.
Behind her, looking critical, was Aiko Shino. And behind her…
"Hey Aiko-chan, don't leave so suddenly." Rokutanda snaked an arm around her waist. He cast a smile at the shocked author frozen in her chair.
"Hi," said Arimi Suzuki, her mouth curved in a genuine smile and her hand in Ginta Suou's.
Groaning, Mei buried her face in her hands. "I'm having myself committed…"
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A/N: Lolz…yes, there's my epilogue/last interlude. Interesting, no? Yes, well, I told you I've been influenced by the HP world. *dramatically slings arm over forehead* Don't blame me, it was all Draco's fault! *cough* Sorry. I'm currently harboring a not-so-secret obsession of that blonde-haired jerk. Slytherin. I meant Slytherin.
In case anyone's wondering, yes I do know the ending of Marmalade Boy. But I found that irrelevant to my story and I really didn't want any spoilers for any of the readers who didn't know. So review away.