Moshi moshi, everyone! Wow, I got a lot of reviews for that last chapter, so since I'm all hyped up and it's nighttime, I'll respond to all of them! (if you are too eager then go right on ahead and scroll down past them to read chapter 14 =])

Tyrantyoshi- woot! I'm happy this romance story has caught your interest =] I hope you'll like the last chapter! (love your penname, by the by; 'tis very kawaii)

Kristen- :patpat: I'm sorry this story is ending as well, but chin up! Now that this is the last chapter, I'll be able to start work on Darker Shades Than Black and the Darkness Within Me!

Arabella Silverbell- Arigato so much for the compliment =] it makes me feel so great when I hear things like that! (and I probably mentioned this before but your penname is very pretty!)

Steph- Oooooo….. floating in your chair eh? Heh, I guess from my point of view that chapter was just a complicated chapter; I had no idea it had that sort of effect! Arigato for the semi-poetic review!

Peneia Teke- I started laughing when I read your review; Unishiwa really looks like a professor that you had? Very odd indeed… and I appreciate the correction about Jonouchi/ Shizuka; as soon as I read your first review I went to look on Absolute Anime and you were right! Once I get around to it I'll repost the chapters with that error.

Mari- Woo! :jumps in the air: I'm an achiever! :clears throat: I kinda knew that Kiseki would seem Mary-Sue-ish, mainly because she is someone that I sort of thought up when I was thinking about if I ever moved somewhere out of state… I'd be just like her just for the randomness of it. Though I'm glad that the Sue-ness doesn't deter you from liking it!

Kikoken- Jeez, that's not the first time you made me break out into a big, stupid grin with one of your reviews =] I really appreciate that you like it so much. I read "The Possession" in two afternoons because it was so good; arigato for the recommendation! 'tis on my favourites now. To quote from Lanse: ::SSSssssssssss…….:: (attempts to deflate growing head)

Goddesskali- I'm glad you've enjoyed the story thus far! And the same goes for me; I'd be pretty freaked out if I found out my teacher liked me (well, more so if all the other stuff was added in, too).

Dark-Light39- I hope you had fun waiting! :evil grin: Here's the next chapter; don't fall out of your chair/bed when you read! You could do some major posterior damage and then you'd sue me! :throws some pillows out: There! Happy landings!

ChaosMagicianGirl- Seems my friend Jon isn't the only one who likes Kiseki a lot =] I'm happy you've grown attached to the OCs in here! I'll be sure to go take a look at your story and review it once I'm done posting this!

Hikari, Lady of Light- Another reviewer who thinks highly of Mary-sue-ish Kiseki! YEAH! :punches the air: I am SO good! :pauses at the sound of crickets: … Well! I hope that Unishiwa's pedophilic-ness doesn't make you not like him! He's very young so it's not too bad!

GoddessoftheWaters- Alright! Here's the last chapter! I didn't know the end of the last chapter was that big of a cliffhanger! :makes shooing movement: Go read and arigato for the review!

To everyone else Anyone who didn't review this chapter, I still love you all! :tosses Seto plushies to everyone: I hope you guys like this last chapter; 'tis one of my favourites second to chapter 13. Arigato gozaimasu for reading!!!!!!

Chapter 14: Hello and Goodbye

"Kiseki-kun… Kiseki-kun!"

The girl grunted at being touched on the shoulder, a soft voice in her ear. She eased open her eyes to see her mother in front of her, her father in a wheelchair beside her. "Daddy!" She sat up and groaned slightly, rubbing her side. "Gods… I should have slept on the floor…" she grumbled, looking down at the chairs she had been using. She turned her eyes to her father. "How are you, Daddy?"

"I'm fine now, sweetie," he said, smiling. "I broke an arm just like Mom did, but I also had some back trauma… which means—" He stopped slightly when her mother looked at him. "—which means that I'll be staying in bed for a while."

"How long?"

"Oh, I don't know. We'll just have to wait."

Kiseki smiled, getting up and stretching. "Then I suppose we'll want to walk home, considering we don't have a car anymore?"

"Oh heavens no," Takai said. "We're taking a bus; we're too far away to be walking home."

"Well, are we waiting for anything?"

"I don't think so, Kiseki."

"Let's go then!" She got behind her father's wheelchair and started to push it. He laughed.

"You're really hyped up, Kiseki; did you bribe one of the doctors to give you endorphins?"

"No, Daddy… let's just say that last night I had a chance to get my emotions out… I feel much better than I did when I was waiting in here yesterday."

When they left the hospital, they had some trouble getting to a cab that had enough patience to let them slowly and carefully move her father from his chair to the seat of the car, but they managed. As her mother and father talked, Kiseki let her mind wander onto what she had heard from Seto and Unishiwa. I wonder if that was why sensei was helping me so much… no, he was sincere when he said he was doing it as a friend… still… She looked down at her knees. And… Seto… gods, where the hell did that come from? He said that he was obsessed for the wrong reason… and… The image of the single office window lighting up faded into her thoughts.

He went to his office right after he left… I wonder… I wonder if he knew that I would need help… maybe… he really meant what he said.

Her mind dwelled on him all the way home, and once they had arrived back in their apartment, she excused herself to the balcony. Her painting was still in tact, but as her mother had said, the card was nowhere to be found. Looking over the balcony at the KC building for a moment, she sat down in front of her easel, and began to finish up the dragon from memory.

She worked diligently all day, painting every last detail to the best of her ability. The dragon began to magnificently stand out of the painting as she added shadows and a background to it, her face becoming expressionless as she focused in on it. It took her a moment before she realised that someone was calling her name.

Casting around, she stood up, looked over the balcony, and was surprised to see Seto standing below it. He beckoned her down with his hand, and she nodded, sliding open the patio door and telling her parents she'd be back soon. She went down the stairs and came out, halting in front of him with her hands clasped slightly in front of her.

"I heard you had come home… are your parents alright?"

She nodded.

"Good to know." He paused. "I just came by to… to wish you a happy birthday, Kiseki."

She blinked, taken aback. "My birthday?"

"You're 16 today," he said, smiling slightly down at her.

"Wow…" she murmured, looking down at the pavement sheepishly. "I guess I got so caught up in everything that's happened that I forgot all about it…"

"Well, that's mostly my fault." He brought his hands to the back of his neck. "I wanted to give you something…"

"Oh no, Kaiba, you don't—"

"I want to," he interrupted softly. He undid the clasp of whatever it was and pulled it off from underneath his shirt. It was a small silver chain with a miniature Blue-Eyes White Dragon dangling off of it, sparkling in the sun. "I have three of these… one for each of my beloved dragons… I gave one to my little brother and kept two for myself… I never thought I would find anyone that I'd want to give it to, but…" He stepped forward, putting it around her neck and fastening it.

Kiseki looked down at it and picked up the little charm in her hand, gazing at it. "It's beautiful…" She was just about to thank him when she heard her mother's voice call for her from above.

"Kiseki-kun!"

"Yes Mama!" she called back, looking up.

"We need to talk about something; will you come back inside?"

"Oh—sure." She looked back at Seto; he gave a small bow of his head and turned to go. "Wait!" Her hand shot out and got a hold on his shirt sleeve. He stopped and looked down at her with a mildly puzzled expression. She gently grasped the charm in her other hand, looking imploringly up at him. "Thank you…"

He smiled again, Kiseki noticing how much handsomer he became when he wasn't frowning. "I'm glad you like it."

Kiseki took a step forward and stood on her tiptoes to throw her arms about his neck, making him hunch over slightly. He recovered, however, and wound his arms around her, holding her to him tightly and basking in her warmth. "Seto…" she whispered into his ear. "Thank you for being there last night… not just for being at the hospital… thank you for… for becoming my idol again… you have no idea how much I needed to see that tiny light in the distance…"

She let go slightly to look into his eyes. "You saved me last night, Seto…"

Seto's mouth slightly opened as he looked back at her; the look on her face was like that which was in his dream of her, but there was something there that wasn't before. It was adoration. They both slowly closed their eyes and leaned into each other, their grips gently tightening.

Their lips met softly, both coming to realise how much they had been yearning for this moment. They did nothing more but hold each other with their lips joined, but the energy flowing out of them could have lit up a city. Kiseki's mother called for her again, and she slowly broke away from him, a small smile upon her face. They separated and turned away, Kiseki pausing slightly at the door to the apartments to watch him walk down the street. However, her happiness was short-lived as soon as she set foot in her apartment and saw boxes.

Kiseki slowly closed the door behind her, gazing around. She hadn't noticed any on her way out, but now they were moved into the small living room, plain as day. "Mama?" she said softly, looking around for her.

"In here, Kiseki." Her mother's voice drifted out from the bedroom and the girl went into it, a great feeling of foreboding rising in her stomach. Her parents were sitting on the bed, her father with his back in a brace, leaning against the headboard. "Sit down."

She did so on the floor and gazed up at her parents. "Why are you guys packing?"

"Kiseki," Korosu began, taking in a deep breath. "We're going back to America."

Silence. It settled upon the room, Kiseki staring at him with wide eyes. "…America? …why?"

He sighed. "The reason we left from the hospital so soon was because my company doesn't give me coverage here… and we couldn't afford to spend any more money on our stay there. They gave me this brace and told me that I should try to see a doctor in the US, where we can use our health insurance to pay for it. They said that I should go as soon as possible, and your mother and I bought plane tickets." He stopped, looking saddened at the look on his daughter's face. "We're leaving tomorrow morning."

Kiseki stared at him with her mouth open, completely paralyzed with shock. She suddenly stood up and ran to the balcony to lean over it, staring down the street.

"Seto!" she shouted, her voice echoing off the buildings. She didn't know what she was expecting, but she didn't hear any response back, nor did she see him come running back to her. The empty street remained as it was, as did she, staring off at the last point she had seen him, a light wind blowing by.

The next morning she and her family were in a taxi with their bags in the trunk. The day before they had made a trip to Domino High to return the two uniforms she had; Kiseki had written a long letter to Unishiwa and left it with them as well. There were bags underneath her eyes, as she had stayed up late writing it, also painting the rest of the dragon. She couldn't sleep at all, so she worked on fine tuning everything on the painting;her parents walked in on her sitting in the living room at about 3 in the morning, leafing through some kanji dictionaries with an address written on a piece of paper beside her.

"Mama, can we please stop at the post office?" Kiseki asked.

"Kiseki, we already stopped there yesterday to send our things ahead; did you forget something?" her mother asked disbelievingly.

Kiseki shook her head. "I just wasn't ready to pack it away. Please Mama, I won't take long."

Takai sighed and told the driver where to go. Once they stopped, Kiseki opened the trunk and pulled out something wrapped in brown paper and dashed inside with it. She put the thing on the counter, reaching into her pocket for the address she had written down the night before and handing it to the person. "Please send this as fast as you can; it's very important," she said, bowing low to him and handing him some money. He looked at the address and recognized it as one that always received urgent mail, and he knew how to get it there within a matter of hours. He smiled and nodded, carefully taking it to the back.

On the plane, Kiseki gazed out the window, one hand clasped around the trinket around her neck, silent tears falling down her face.

Seto, meanwhile, was walking down the street towards Kiseki's house, humming slightly to himself. He could feel his excitement rising as he saw the apartment building and quickened his pace. His smile diminished when he looked up on her balcony and didn't see anything there. He gave a few calls up to it, but, not getting any response, decided to try buzzing them.

No answer came from the little box and he got worried, next buzzing the landlord. He let Seto in, and was surprised when the teen demanded he be allowed to go upstairs to the Akai residence.

"There's no one in that apartment now, young man," he said, shaking his head.

Seto stared at him in utter disbelief. "What?"

The landlord nodded. "I believe they told me that they had an accident and needed to go back to America to get the man's back fixed. Had to leave right away."

"No! They can't have!" yelled Seto, scaring the man slightly. He backed up and ran out of the apartment building, to where he didn't know. His mind was abuzz with all sorts of thoughts; half of him wanted to run to the airport and jump in front of the plane to keep her in Japan. He gradually slowed down his pace as he came to grips that he might never see her again.

They would have no reason to leave long before their plane takes off… she's probably on it by now… Kiseki!

He turned to the building next to him and slammed a fist into it, cracking a few of his knuckles loudly. He stood with his arm outstretched, shutting his eyes to fight back something he had not felt since he was a child. A warm feeling came from behind his blue eyes, and he felt a single angry tear slowly emerge. His cell phone began to ring, and he snatched it up, flipping it open.

"What is it?" he nearly shouted.

"Kaiba-sama," came a voice from the other end. "You have a package waiting for you at your office."

"You called just to tell me that?" he hissed.

"Well sir, it's rather large; its return address isn't from anywhere that KaibaCorp has ever shipped or received. We need to know if we should send it back."

Kaiba's eyes went wide. "Don't send it back! Leave it in my office!" He started to run again and did not stop until he had reached the KC building. The employees stared at him as he rushed past, jamming a finger into the elevator button rather hard. On the way up, he caught his breath, a hand over his chest.

Once inside his office, he cast around for a moment before seeing the package lying to the side. He went to it, a hushed air about him as he knelt down and gazed at the address in the top left corner. Akai Kiseki…

He pulled off the wrapping and gasped out into the empty office. His arm reached forward to trail his fingers over the surface of the painting, gazing at it in absolute wonder. At the head of it, written in kanji, was "Kodoku Doragon." Seto looked over its magnificence on his hands and knees, his eyes looking at every part of the creature in awe. He did not move for nearly ten minutes, and when he was slightly over his amazement, he lifted it up to look at the back and pull the rest of the paper off. A small blotch of black paint caught his eye right before he turned it over again.

He leaned forward, squinting at the other kanji letters upon it, his hands tightening upon the frame.

Ai shiteru, Seto.

And so marks the end of this fic; I hope it wasn't too much of a dampener on those of you who were hoping for a happy ending :sniff: but I've had this in my head ever since I started and there was no way I would stray off of it :smile:. If you feel like flaming or yelling :points a finger: you do it! I'll take any reviews you wanna give! And if you want to yell at me some more, feel free to email me!! :waves: Sayonara everybody!!