Majestic Weirdo: This is the last chapter of the story. I hope that you enjoyed it. Sorry for the terrible speed with the update. Problems came up. Anyway, enjoy it.

Haruka ran her fingers over the stuffed eyelid and the artificially pigmented cheek. The woman sighed softly as she further inspected the artful reconstruction of her wife's body.

Haruka glanced and the mortician. "May I have some time alone?"

The woman nodded and silently left the chilled room

Haruka grasped the cold hand and buried her face in the lacy fabric of the wedding dress covering the hollow body. Michiru's soul had vacated the body two days ago along with the organs that had somehow been suitable for donation. Haruka looked at the eerily rosy face and broke down as her tears blurred her vision, knowing that it would be her last chance to see the beloved face before the burial.

Looking at the bride brought her back to that wonderful day. She remembered thinking of how it would always be as wonderful as that day, how nothing would go wrong. Then she remembered just how beautiful Michiru had been that day, and allowed her mind to release the bitter thoughts. Michiru had given her the gift of seeing her in that dress one more time. Haruka only released the body when the mortician alerted her that the viewing time was over.

"How was your day?" Usagi asked, helping Megumi load the multitudinous flower bouquets into the trunk.

"Fine."

"Did you make any new friends?"

"No."

"Did you learn anyth-"

Megumi threw down her book bag. "Stop it!"

Usagi paused her work with the sympathy gifts.

"Stop pretending that nothing is wrong!"

Usagi stepped away from the pink van to pick up the bag. She offered it to the girl. "You dropped this-"

Megumi began to hesitantly back away.

Usagi reached out to Megumi. "I understand how you feel. Michiru was my very good friend."

The girl began to cry. "She was my mother! Don't pretend that you know how I feel!"

Megumi blindly rushed away from Usagi, leaving the woman with a tough decision between running after Megumi and her own children waiting in the van.

Usagi was in the van in a mere second after making a more intelligent decision. She pulled out of the school's parking lot and began traveling in the direction that she had last seen Megumi flee. She had rarely shown it, but the girl had more than inherited her parent's athletic abilities. Koneko glanced worriedly over at her mother as she nervously tapped her fingers on the wheel. Haruka had just lost Michiru, the last thing that she needed was a lost daughter. Usagi wasn't very concerned about herself in that situation, but she was concerned for Haruka. Michiru had left fully aware that her child was the only thing capable of keeping Haruka bound to the Earth.

The children in the back of the van squealed as the car accelerated drastically in pursuit of Megumi. It was only after minutes of anxiety that she was found. She was still running, but not just through the crowds of pedestrians, but through automobiles lining the streets. Usagi rolled the window down and stuck her head out.

"Please come back! I'm sorry okay? I'm really sorry, there is no way I could understand what you are feeling-"

Megumi stopped, ignoring the blaring horns, and saw the expression of sincerity on Usagi's face. She began to walk towards the pink vehicle. Megumi was at nearly the car's door when Usagi franticly called out a warning. She didn't have time to see the car.

Setsuna firmly grasped Haruka's hand as Usagi approached them with her head down. Haruka looked at the bouquet she held, grabbed it by the plastic wrap and imagined herself bringing the thorns across the woman's face. Usagi glanced at Haruka's disappointed face and quickly shied away. She whispered a faint apology as she opened the door to leave.

"Usagi? Is that you?"

The girl sat up from the hospital bed and rubbed her head. Usagi turned away from the door.

"Usagi, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. You were just trying to be nice to me."

Megumi looked at the white knuckles clenched around the flowers. She looked up at her mother.

"Mama, don't be angry at Usagi. She didn't do anything."

Setsuna watched as Haruka instantly let go of her anger in order to tend to her daughter and led Usagi out of the room. The two enjoyed an awkward silence until Natsuko approached, pushing a wheelchair. Natsuko bowed at the waist.

"I wanted to apologize to Haruka and Michiru for all of the time I took off." Natsuko nodded towards the younger woman in the chair.

Natsuko straightened the woolen cap on her little sister's head as she noticed her shaking.

"We were going to take a walk outside after we saw them. She's been cooped up here so long, isn't that right, Saichi?"

Usagi and Setsuna nearly jumped as she saw the eyes that belong to the nodding face.

"I also wanted to thank the donor's husband, but I don't think that would be right. Still, I'm just so thankful."

Saichi sighed with her new pair of swimmer's lungs. "I can't remember the name, but I think it started with 'T'"

Setsuna and Usagi stared in disbelief as Saichi mumbled possible solutions.

"I remember now, the name was Tenoh-"

"Tenoh-san," Natsuko called as her employer exited the room.

Saichi looked up at her sister, to the woman at the door, and back at her sister.

"How is Michiru doing? Is she any better?" Natsuko asked obliviously.

Haruka shook her head and spoke the truth that she had slowly come to accept. "Michiru is dead."

Saichi understood then. She kicked the foot rests away and slowly stepped up from the chair. Haruka watched as the woman swayed until she stood perpendicular to the floor. She attempted to copy her sister's show of respect, never having done so before in her bedridden life. Saichi let out a small cry as her legs gave way, but she shortly found herself in Haruka's arms.

There was something comforting about holding the woman this way. Something familiar. Haruka looked down into the eyes of the woman she had saved and found herself suffering the same shocked reaction as Usagi and Setsuna. Haruka looked into the eyes of the woman that Michiru had given a life to and smiled as she slowly helped up her late lover's second blessing.