Wow! Thanks Sallygirl(can't wait for ur new idea! lol, yes I tend to get carried away with fresh ideas too), sorato4eva(you're gone! plz come back and start writing more!), cris(glad you like it), teehee(of course not, I'm not done with this story yet, but not that I don't think I'll ever finish it at this rate), ishidas girl(thanks!), theladyknight(me? a meanie? sry I can't help it!), Amritage(well, here another chapter. Not an epilogue, just a chapter, hope this satisfy you) and Xymi Angel Ghost(Matt is slow huh.) for reviewing the last chapter...that was a long sentence. I have a feeling that I'm skipping someone so if I forgot you, terribly sorry! Apologize about the long wait. But you know what? After watching the preview for Anaconda and the first few episodes of Lost, I got my inspiration back!

"The sun forever sets on you."

by...some guy (don't own)

"You were a good friend, a good friend to us all. I wish I had a chance to say this before you were gone."

"Sora. We'll miss you more than you know. I hope you can hear me, because I have so many things I want to share. Now, people say you'll never appreciate something before it's gone." Mimi stopped short and sobbed. As she catched her breath she restarted again.

"And after we lost you and Yamato, I just came to realization of how much you two meant to me. It hadn't occur to me that after the accident on the ship I'd never set eyes on your cheerful ruby eyes again. Oh god, I can't go on..." Mimi break into completely tears and fell into the support of Koushiro's arms.

"Mimi, you don't have to. We have to maintain a positive attitude. Yamato reach Sora in time and they shared a lifebuoy. There's still chance that we can find them." Koushiro said softly. He's own eyes held the watery outline that spoke a million words.

"And Yamato..." Mimi continued regardless of Koushiro's soothing. "Yama, just think. If it only it hadn't been that stupid storm, you're band would continue to grow into success. By now you could have brought your own mansion, get that car you've been envying on the school parking lot. You could have won that ten-dollars bet against your brother because you're favorite baseball team crushed TK's in the playoffs yesterday...but now.."

She banged her forehead on the wall, as painful as it felt the pink haired teenager didn't cease her sudden explosive behavior. "I'm an idiot. I am a fucking idiot! This is all my fault!" She turned around to face the rest of the gang minus two members.

"It may be your fault, but..,"

"What's that suppose to mean?" Mimi snapped.

"Well isn't that what you said?"

"Well... I never told you to agree with me!"

"Look, the point is," Koushiro said. "Banging your head isn't going to help us find them."

Mimi failed her arms around like a mad gorilla. "Find them? You mean their skeletons! They fucking died out there! Dead! Gone! Drown! Sunk to the bottom of the sea! Got eaten by a tribe of fish! Decomposed! Rotten like dried turkey meat! Whatever the story is, they dead! D-e-a-d, if only I ran faster and reach help in time, things could have turned out different--" Before Mimi can even finish in one breath, she found a cold palm squeezing her lips shut and two other arms pinching her hands down.

As the room got quiet, Tai loosened his hands from her face, and Kari and Yolei let out of her hands. "Now, listen Mimi. Just shut your mouth and listen for a second."

Mimi clenched her teeth and listened.

"It's not the end of the world yet. We need to stop this 'pretend funeral'. Izzy is working on tracking them down by their D-3. Hopefully they didn't leave those device on the ship. We gotta have faith, Mimi."

Mimi's sobs became horrific sounds of pig snorts. She wipted off her tears only to find her face being wetted again. Deep down she knew they would never find Sora and Matt, nonetheless she let the mournings to be concealed in her own thoughts.

She nodded and followed the others back to face the computer screen.

"We will find them." Tai reassured her, his own raspy voice shrilled in concern as he mutter the words. Don't worry Sora. I won't give up on you...

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"You know what we should do?" Matt rolled by his pants and entered deeper into the ocean. I did the same with my jeans and walked on my tiptoes as if it'll lessen the icyness of the water I'm touching.

"What?" I threw him a ignorant look. It was back to the same discussion we had when we first landed here on this wild land. "What? Commit suicide? If I have a gun in my hand right now, believe me I would." I said. A brand new morning marks a brand new survival adventure again. We've been stuck here for a week. Seven days/ Although time pass on rather slowly. Seven days seem like an eternity of living hell, but we are still here. Still alive.

Yamato scampered around the shallow part of sea with his supposedly, spear, as he call it. "No," He said. "I think you should start digging our own graves. 'In case' one of us die."

I returned with my typical stare.

"Well, at least we'd have a proper place to rest in peace..."

"Hysterical, Ishida."

"Just something to think about..." He spotted a moving shadow somewhere deeper into the water. What luck, we actually manager to spot something right out of the sea. "Oh shhhh! I'll try to nail it down." Yamato got into benting position. He made a semi circle motion with his arms and out goes his spear, heading straight for the shadow about thirty feet away. It split down to the middle of it's brain, right on target.

"OH! There's our dinner! Who's the man?" Yamato said, nodding to himself proudly.

"Uh, Yama... I don't think this is any typical fish."

Yama froze, and watched the dark shadow fall to the ocean floor. "It's a baby shark! Damn! I just caught a shark, how cool's that." He cackled and mindlessly swam over to pick up our catch of the day.

"Be careful, it might still be alive." I watched from shore. The creature lay completely motionless, flipped to it's side. It took me a moment too late to spot another hidden silhouette sneaking up on him, this time ten times bigger than the baby shark he caught.

"GET OUT OF THERE!" I screamed. He looked at me, confused as if he didn't know what get-out means.

"NOW! GET OUT!" I cried again. He turned around and noticed it too, without losing another second for the man-killing monster to get any near, he dropped the spear containing our pray and swam. But not fast enough. The shark was only few inches away from the tip of his feet, it's mouth wide open, a clean line of humougous teeth ready to devour him in one gulp.

Maybe I should write a cliffie for every chapter... What will happen to Yamato? That's for you to find out on the next update! Remember to review.