Well, I decided to put up the last chapter before I left for England, because people seemed to like the story. This is the ending to the story, and I think that you all will love it.

Summary: check out the other chapters

Disclaimer: don't own, never will

Chapter seven: a turn of events

It was time to visit Satoshi's grave one more time. A year had passed, and I needed to put flowers down. Through the year, I became less liked, because of my depression. Everyone stayed away from me. I didn't even care any more. If he wasn't alive, why should I be happy?

It was two days before I left to put flowers on his tomb. At this point I was super depressed, and EVERYONE noticed it. I thought that no one would question me. The teachers had given up on me as a lost cause long ago.

I wasn't anticipating this, though. A teacher walked up to me. He stopped me, and asked me what was bothering me. He told me he hadn't seen me so depressed in about a year. I told him that it was nothing for him to worry about, and I turned to walk away.

A hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. I turned around, startled. He looked at me, and I knew that he wasn't buying it. I tried to pull my hand away, but he held it strong. Suddenly, my back was being slammed against the wall. A spurt of pain shot up my spine. I realized what was happening. He was trying to make me talk.

I hardened my eyes, as I was now an expert at doing, and I looked him in the face. I would not tell him about Satoshi. He couldn't make me. My eyes were ice cold, and I did not waver for a minute with my icy stair. He WOULD leave me alone.

I looked silently at him for a few minutes, and then he gave in. letting me go, he let me know that I had the most frightening eyes in the world. I turned and walked away. He would never do that to anyone again. I would make sure of it. The fresh scrapes on my back began to bleed and throb. As I walked, I smiled; he would never hear the end of it.

After school was out, it was time to go. I would visit Satoshi's grave the next day. I packed and boarded the plane. I knew that something would happen in Stockton California, but I didn't know exactly what.

Four hours later…

I was dressed up and prepared to go. Just as I stepped outside, a downpour started. I stepped momentarily back in and then I was on my way with an umbrella, and flowers. I made it to the cemetery. The rain was coming down in sheets. I could barely see two feet in front of my face. All I could see were outlines of things. If I had not memorized where the tomb was, I would have never found it.

I walked along in the rain, until I saw a figure huddled over the tomb I was coming to visit. I called out to the person, but there was no reaction. I drew closer, and my eyes widened. Could it be?

I looked closer at the figure obscured by rain, in a moment, the umbrella was out of my hand, as were the flowers, and I was sprinting the distance between us. I looked at his face. It was dirty, as though he had been here all night.

He turned, and his eyes widened at the sight of me. The next thing I knew was my arms were warm and full of a certain bluenette. I was sobbing in the rain. The droplets mixed with my tears, and cleansed my solid, icy expression. My newly formed heart of ice was melting rapidly.

A shocked Satoshi was hugging me back. Suddenly, I heard him whisper, "Why are you here?" I looked up, and I could do was nod toward the coffin. He nodded back. I saw that. I looked up at him, and my face fell.

I stepped back, and bowed to him. I told him I was glad to see he was all right. I then asked what had happened. He told me that as the plane was falling, he grabbed two parachutes, and shoved one at an other person. He had then put his on, and grabbed someone. Jumping out of the plane had saved four lives.

Then he told me that he had been found on a beach somewhere, and his memory had been gone. This old couple by the shore had taken care of him and the other three people. Finally, he had remembered what happened, and he got a ride back over to his house. And that was where he stood now, in the rain.

I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I felt a warm embrace. Strong arms encircled me, and lips softly pressed against mine. I leaned into the kiss and tears were once again spilling down my cheeks. The rain was still pouring down. As the kiss ended, I cried even harder. I knew that was only a one-time deal. I turned my eyes away sadly.

Then, I felt a hand on my cheek. A voice directly in my ear said, "I never got the chance to tell you that I love you too." My eyes widened, and we kissed again. The rain fell for what seemed like forever, but we just sat and watched it under a tree, his hand grasped tightly in mine. We would be together for an eternity.

Owari

Well, it's done. Now all I got to do is tell you what really happened in it. Hope you enjoy hearing about it all.

See Ya.