*Author's Notes:

Well. This is it. The last chapter. Sappy ending ahoy, so if you hate those kind of endings. You've been warned. So. Uh, I can't really do anything about sappy ending. I'm a sap. What can I say? ^^;

I'm rambling again. Enjoy the last installment of this fic!

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"Meh, I'm nervous," Fuuko said. Her hands gripped tightly at the steering wheel in front of her. They've finally arrived there. But strangely, Fuuko doesn't feel like moving. "I don't think I can go in there you guys!" Her stage fright is finally taking place.

Masuki lets out a groan of exasperation. "Come on, Fuuko!" she half- screamed. She got out of her back seat and opens the door to the driver's seat. "Out!" She dragged Fuuko into the place, with Fuuko's dad following closely behind them.

"Oh, man, what if I screw up?" Fuuko whimpered. "What if I just froze once I arrive up there?! I'm going to suck, Masuki. Take me home, take me home! I don't want to go on with this."

"You can and you're going to," Masuki growled.

Fuuko's eyes widened at Masuki's sudden persuasiveness.

"Now go get on stage, they're already announcing your name," Masuki groaned again.

It was true-they're calling for Fuuko up on the stage. It feels weird to listen to your name being announced on stage. Even weirder if you're supposed to go up there when they announce your name. Shakily, Fuuko finally made her way up to the stage, trembling as she accepted the microphone the announcer gave to her.

As she faced the crowd, she could make out several familiar faces. Her dad, Masuki, Jo, Emerald, Peril. even the old crew of Coyote Ugly came! Fuuko's heart thudded a bit as she realized that Tokiya didn't come.

Fuuko thought resignedly. She mentally kicked herself in the head after she thought about that.

Fuuko grinned to the crowd, suddenly regaining her strength from all the support she received from her friends. "Hi, guys," she said, grinning. "I know you guys came here for good music, so here I am! I'm going to sing a demo song from one of my own creation, Can't Fight the Moonlight. I hope you guys enjoy it!"

With that, the crowd cheered and whistled.

Fuuko smiles.

Her smile quickly faltered as the music starts and she realized with paralyzed fear that she had forgotten the lyrics!

thought Fuuko.

Even when the intro to the song had finished, she's still not singing a single note. At first the crowd was puzzled at what they're hearing (or not hearing) and threw puzzled looks amongst each other. After a while, Fuuko kept being silent, and the crowd finally grew relentless and began to throw insults to Fuuko.

"Hey, lady, would you start already?!" a man exclaimed.

"Yeah, give us something good!" another one chirped in.

"What the hell are you doing, just standing there?" a woman shouted.

Fuuko began to panic. What's she supposed to do now? She guessed that she doesn't really have a million of choices there. She better get off the stage before they actually start throwing tomatoes or something at her. "I'm-uh."

Suddenly the dim lights-the only lights-in the place went out. Even the lights that's focusing on the stage.

Fuuko felt even more panicked when that happened, but then realized that she couldn't see the crowd. Strangely, she felt relieved that she couldn't see anything. Somehow once she couldn't see anyone, she could sing. It felt like she's singing to herself.

And then she realized with a jolt that the only person who knew that was Tokiya.

Her eyes darted hurriedly to where the lights' controller is and saw-

she thought, feeling a smile crept up to her face as tears stung at the back of her eyes. No, she's not about to cry over something as stupid as this. But she saw that he smiled back. Even in the darkness, Fuuko could make out Tokiya's beautiful smile. An open, honest smile that he rarely wore.

And with that, Fuuko started singing.

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"WOO!" the man next to Peril shouted as Fuuko began to sing. "Go girl!"

Peril gave a snort of disgust and kicked the man's chair until he fell to the ground. Looking puzzled, the man blushed.

Peril snorted, this time with derisive glee.

Jo rolled her eyes. "Peril, it seems like that anger management class isn't working for you, is it?"

"He provoked me!" Peril said, still grinning.

"Yeah, okay," Jo said, smiling and shaking her head.

"Hey, the girl's good," said the ex-Coyote next to Jo. She smiles. "So this is the addition that you've been raving about?"

"Yeah," Emerald chirped in. "She's great, isn't she?"

"Hey, are you going to be a Coyote again?" Peril claimed excitedly.

Jo just rolled her eyes. "Well, I hope you are, because we don't want Peril to be sad, do we?"

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"You were awesome," Tokiya said, smiling down at Fuuko.

Fuuko just grinned back at Tokiya. Shyly. "Thanks," she mumbled, diverting her glance to the ground.

"What?" Tokiya asked in mock anger. "Is the grass more interesting than me, huh?"

As Tokiya pulled Fuuko's face up to face him, he realized with shock that she's actually crying. "Wha-? Why are you crying?!" Panicked, Tokiya realized that he's actually seeing Fuuko crying, which is quite out of character for her. And he also realized that he's not immune to women crying, as he had thought before he met Fuuko.

And now he doesn't know how to deal with it. Well. Shit.

"You were so stupid!" Fuuko said, slamming her fists down on Tokiya's chest, trying to shake the tears away. "How can I not cry?!"

"But-" Tokiya doesn't know what to say. "Uh. um."

Fuuko still found the situation funny enough to actually laugh at Tokiya's obvious stupidity on how to deal with women's emotions. "Tokiya, you're so weird."

Tokiya coughed. "Says the pot to the kettle."

Fuuko just grinned at him, wiping away her tears as she looked up at him. "You know what, Toki-chan?"

Tokiya winced at the nickname-Fuuko obviously gave him that nickname to annoy him-and looked down at her twinkling eyes. "What?"

"Shut up and kiss me."

And so he did.

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*Author's Notes:

Grunt. That was so short for a conclusion! ~ Is what you'll be thinking right? ^^; Sorry, but there was really no way to prolong this chapter and still make it not boring! (OK, I suspect the fic was already boring in the first place ;_; ) But hey, I finally finished the freaking fic, eh? So that wasn't too bad. I had fun writing this fic, since I love FoR and Coyote Ugly. No copyright infringement intended of course, but I couldn't resist writing one crossover.

Well, anyways. I hoped you really did enjoy the fic! I know I enjoyed writing it.