a/n: I just slipped this on. A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR TO ALL!

CHAPTER 9: MY MEMORY

The doctor shook his head. Fuuko took her gun and pointed it at herself.

"Stop her!" the chief shouted and everyone pinned her to the ground and forced the gun away.

"Let me die!" she shouted repeatedly, causing mayhem in the hospital.

After that event, it seems like Fuuko didn't give up on her plan to commit suicide. She drank poison and she was found almost dead by the doctors beside Tokiya's body, holding his hands. Then she was found slashing her pulse point. Because of those, she was granted a leave after Tokiya's funeral. She stayed inside her house and she remembered.

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"I wanted to end my life. There is no more point to live anymore. Yet, I don't know what stops me to do this. Are you there? Are you the one who is stopping me to do this to be with you? Please don't. The pain inside me fires and I need to stop this. I don't want to live anymore…"

"Lady, what are you doing up there?" a guy asked her.

"And what are you doing here?" she asked back.

The young man smirked. "If you will commit suicide, be kind. Give us your money and everything. That's for charity, you know."

Fuuko was offended. "Charity, huh?" she started angrily. She got off the bar she was holding and jumped back the rooftop. She took one of her shoes off and threw it to the kid. "Do you want to die first?"

"Just do it, miss. Maybe you want to show your humps before getting yourself choked out," he suggested. (a/n: sorry, that's really included in the original story)

She was really angry now. "What the…?" She chased him down the building and she cornered him.

"Hey miss," he called out innocently. "I'm just hungry, that's all."

"Come, I'll treat you out," she said haughtily.

While eating, the boy noticed that Fuuko ate like a monster that never ate before. "Are you sure you can pay for all of these?" he asked.

"It's not bad spending money before dying. Besides, I'm too thin. At least I can be a beautiful and sexy ghost," she said. The boy snorted to his plate. "I need to go," she said, leaving a large sum of money on the table.

Once again, she climbed up the same building, viewing the party that is occurring below her. This time, she jumped in reality. Her to-death jump was blocked by the balloons that started hitting her (from the party) and the doves. She was caught by a gigantic balloon in shape of a baseball glove and she fell on a glass roof of a condominium owned by an old man.

"Sorry," she apologized thoughtlessly as she stood up from the glass shatters and went out of the room.

She walked with unease on the pavement. Clearly, she was depressed about her suicide that had just failed. The wind got stronger and something caught her eye.

It was a paper airplane. She ran, following it, until it fell on the pavement. She picked it up, not realizing why, and went back home.

She opened the page and gasped as she went to her drawers and searched for her book. She took the book and opened it hastily, and slowed down as she halted on a part with a missing page. She took the piece of folded paper and placed the ripped page on the book. "It fits!" she muttered, trying to smooth the torn page. However, there was the page that intrigued her.

"Sometimes, we have to believe in things that are unbelievable. It may seem that you will forget about your love but your love will be back. Always watch out for your love's return after 49 days…"

"The soul of our departed will return after 49 days," she read the last sentence aloud. The words stumbled across her mind. "I'm getting crazy!" she shouted, her hands going through her hair. However, crazy her ideas might be, she took an old magazine from under her table and made 49 pinwheels and placed them all over her apartment. Then she stood up, marked her calendar 49 days after Tokiya's death. Then she slowly slumped to the floor and fell asleep.

She woke up as she felt wind swept past her room. A swift of silver, and the wind was gone.