Finally! The Long Awaited, Part One of the Conclusion! Its extra long, just for all you fans patient enough to wait for this! This section is sugary sweet, so keep a toothbrush handy!

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Finale-Part 1: For You, It Was Worth It

The full moon, round and luminiscent hung in the perfect center of the small window in the attic

above Uncle's Rare Finds. Beneath the window, back against the wall, knees drawn up to his

chest, was a young boy. He seemed perfectly ordinary, baggy green sweatshirt and oversized

cargo pants, feet covered in bizarre moose slippers, not to mention his rather boyish face. He

shuddered suddenly, giving his large, breathtaking chocolate colored eyes several blinks before

returning to his train of thought which had been suddenly interrupted.

Six Months. It had been six months since the cursed, yet adorable misfit teenager, Seymour

had come to live with the Chans in San Francisco. Six months since he had moved into the

upstairs attic, since Jade began to teach him how to use a computer, to order movies from the

iControl pay per view station, to learn the concept of "fandom", to laugh.........To Laugh..that was

his favorite thing. He hadn't laughed in decades, literally. SHE made him laugh, made him alive

again. Laughter is said to be the voice of the soul, his laughter had stopped ages ago, it died the

very instant his mother had pushed him away. His laughter had faded like a photograph that had

been left in the window of a shop for too long. Faded away until there was finally.......nothing. His

soul had died, it lay in slumber for centuries, whenever it had attempted to emerge, it was

countered by pain, fear, and self loathing that sent it scurrying back into the depths from

whence it came. Solitude had become his only solace. When you were alone, there was no one to

hate you. No one to hurt you, betray you or abandon you. Plainly, there was only you, but being

alone will also slowly consume your soul until there is nothing but a hollow shell where there was

once a vibrant, meaningful being. But Seymour knew that he had no need to fear that anymore.

He didn't have to hide anymore, well, maybe once a month, but still, that really wasn't so bad. He

had not realized how close he had become to losing himself in the depths of a temple forgotten by

time. But ever since that girl came, that indescribable one named Jade, he found himself wanting

to live...to live for himself, so that he could be with her. It didn't matter if he stayed the way he

was, as long as he was able to coexist with this nearly divine creature, he would be content. He

cast his warm eyes upward, letting the pale light of the moon illuminate his innocent face, the orb

had an almost hypnotic effect on him. A slight smile crossed his features as his mind traveled

back to that fateful night when Jade had crossed his path for the first time. Despite his initial

shame and pain, it wa sworth it, a thousand times over it was worth it. Life here was a blessing,

for the first time in centuries, he had been interacting with others in a way which was neither

accidental nor unfortunate. He found himself enjoying life, once he had even journeyed outside to

walk the streets, where he found himself meeting other people that were his age...so to speak.

Of course, that was Halloween and while not everyday could be as such, one must count their

blessings, which Seymour had lost count of. In the corner of his mind, he noticed an odd, pins and

needles feeling in his hand, but he dismissed it without a second thought and it vanished.

He was brought out of his reverie by a slight rapping upon the door of the attic. Somewhat put

off by this odd event, he raised a rather thick eyebrow in suspicion.

"Hey.....Its just me. Can I.uhhh.talk to you?"

Jade. Despite the muffling effect the ridiculously thick door had on her deep, yet angelic voice, it

was unmistakably hers. Seymour was somewhat put off by this request. What on earth could

she possibly want tonight that couldn't wait until tomorrow? He knew that she was aware of the

reprecussions here very entance into the room would have upon him. Dismissing the

self-centered thought, Seymour swallowed and spoke in a rather quavering voice:

"Of course, Jade, you can always talk to me,"

For an unexpilcable reason, his face flushed a brilliant crimson.

The door of the attic screeched in protest as youthful hands pushed it open. Seymour tensed,

eyes closed, waiting once again for mind shredding agony, which to his delight, but oddly not to his

surprise, never came. After a few seconds, he opened one of his eyes to see Jade standing in

the doorway, but her almond shaped eyes were covered by a garish sleep mask. Two exaggerated

cartoon eyes stared back at him, printed over them were the words "I'll See You.....In My

Dreams". A smile broke out across her features, in turn, seeming to light up the small, dark

room.


"Hey, Sey! What do you think? Pretty cool, eh? I'm proud of myself for this little, totally genius

idea! Now you and I can talk face to face during your time of the month. Oh! Man! That did not

come out the way I intended it! I'm sorry, man, I'm such a dork!"

"It's alright. I don't find you to be a dork, a little unthinking perhaps, but your compulsiveness is

what makes you interesting. That's why I like you," Seymour said, desperately hoping to ammend

the situation.

"You...like me?"

Now Jade blushed.

"Of course, You're the best friend I ever had!" he added enthusiastically.

"Oh, really? Thanks! No one ever said that about me before," she commented, blushing some

more.

"You are quite possibly the greatest thing that has ever happened to me in my entire existence.

You are special Jade, to me, to your uncles. I wonder why so few others refuse to see it,"

"I'm not special, Seymour,"

"Is it impossible for you to see how unique you are?" he asked unbelievingly.

"Stop it, you'll make me blush,"

"A little late for that, Hmmm?" he noted with a twist of cynicism.

"Knock it off you big goof!" she laughingly threatened.

"Alright fine, be that way," he snorted in mock frustration.

Jade laughed aloud, a full, heartfelt laugh which one only releases in the presence of a true and

trusted friend. Seymour began to laugh as well, his masculine, bronze voice echoing in the small

room. After a few moments and a broom handle banging into the ceiling beneath them, followed

by an inaudible threat from a disturbed Uncle. Seymour gave a final chuckle, he'd never realized

how much he had missed laughter, he seemed to have an unconscious desire to make up for lost

time by reaping the full effects of this unusual behavior. He faile dto realize he had laughed

himself to tears, over what, he found himself unable to recall. He sniffed and looked at Jade, who

appeared suddenly somber.

"Jade? Is something bothering you?"

"How did you guess?" she asked rather dully.

"Just lucky,"

"You said you weren't,"

"What?"

"When we first met, you said you weren't lucky,"

"Well, I have since changed my mind, Ms. Chan,"

"I'm glad you're happy here,"

"So am I,but, you are avoiding the issue,"

"Alright, Prom is next week,"

"And? There is a problem with this?"

"Well, I didn't really want to go,"

"Why in Heaven would you not want to go?"

"Its not my thing, Sey,"

"But its important, Jade! You'll regret not knowing what could have been. Think of the memories

you could make. I'd go in an instant if I were ever given the option. I can't go, Jade. I can't go

anywhere and here, you, someone who has the option, refuses to take such a wonderful

opportunity to do something out of the ordinary and just..just be you in front of everyone,"

"Easy for you to say, Sey, You don't have to parade around in a dress. I don't do dresses,"

"Its a special occasion, make due,"

"You sound like my mother,"

"I'm sure you're quite ravishing in this century's evening wear,"

"I don't want to,"

"I don't believe that,"

"Sey! You're supposed to be my friend!"

"I am, I just know for a fact that deep inside of all people, there's part of us that wants to be

beautiful. Whether for ourselves or someone else, there's something there, we want people to

see who we are,"

"Do you have that desire, Sey?"

"Yes," he said truthfully.

"Do you honestly think that you'll ever get to?"

"I....I don't know. I hope to God that it will," Seymour felt his throat become tight, he had to

struggle to force out the last part of the comment.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to sound cruel, Sey. I just am so unsure of myself its not even funny and I

don't know what to do anymore,"

"That's called adolescense. I should know, I've been stuck in it for a few centuries,"

"What a drag,"

"Not really,"

"In what way?"

"I got to meet you. For that, every ounce of pain I went through was worth it, just to know you,"

"Do you actually mean that?"

"Of course,"

"Sey....."

"Hmmm?"

"Thank You,"

"You, my dear friend, are quite welcome,"


Seymour gasped in surprise as she leaned against him, her warm body created an exploson of

warmth up his entire side. She wrapped an arm around him in an unmistakable hug.

"No, seriously, Thank You. No one..No one's ever talked to me the way you do. I really am glad I

me tou, you've changed my life. Will you be my friend forever?"

"Why must you ask questions to which the answer must be obvious?"

"You're so wonderful. How did I get so lucky? You'e the best friend ever!" she hugged him

tighter.

"Just lucky," he said.

The two sat there, embracing one another until eventually, they fell into a blissful sleep while

leaning on each other for mutual support. Smiles graced the two youths faces as the moon

traveled across the sky and eventually began to dip over the horizon.

End Part One of a Three Part Conclusion!
Stay Tuned for whatever became of Aku-Sama! Oh, and what happens when sunrise comes and its time for Seymour to go back to "normal"?
Note: My Muse is back! That means the update will be waaaaay faster! Keep your eyes on this fic!
And Lu is in love with someone? What's going on?