KawaiiGameFreak: This is the last chapter of the fic. Warning: Have a box of tissues handy. Enjoy!

Chapter 5:Angels' Tears

LAURA'S POV

"Open up, please."

"NO! Go away!"

"But I just…"

"GO AWAY!"

"But…"

"GO AWAY!" This day sucked. Mewtwo was released from the hospital this morning. Sounds good right? Not. Let me explain.

FLASHBACK

I was scared. They'd just wheeled Mewtwo into the operating room. I waited outside the door, hoping he'd be ok. I looked painfully at the clock. 12:45. After about ten minutes, YL shyly came around the corner. I wanted answers, now. "Hi…"

"What the hell were you doing?"

"I…"

"Shut up and let me talk! Why were you fighting? You could've killed him!"

"That was the intention." He muttered under his breath.

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing…"

"Don't lie to me! Answer my question!" YL looked nervous. His eyes darted around the hall, at the clock, everywhere but my eyes.

"I…I…I…"

"Spit it out!"

"I can't!"

"What do you mean you can't? Tell me!" I was growing more impatient by the second.

"…I hate him."

"So? That's no reason to try and kill someone!"

"Why are you defending that…freak?" He spat out the last word. That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"He is not a freak!" I bellowed, unaware of the volume of my voice.

"…you're right," YL slurred, a grin spreading over his face, "he's not the freak…YOU ARE!" He walked off. I couldn't believe it. After everything that happened, everything we've done, how could he just walk away? I fell to my knees, tears flowing from my face. Everything felt cold, my head hurt, I felt sick. This is what if feels like to be heartbroken.

END FLASHBACK

When we went home the next day, I was given a hero's welcome. Normally I would have eaten that kind of praise up with a sliver spoon, 'normally' being the key word. I just walked to my room, locked the door and stuck my Evenessence CD in my player. I always listen to Evenessence when I'm depressed. I blew the dust away and maxed the volume.

MEWTWO'S POV

I could tell she was upset. I wanted to help, but she wouldn't open the door. "Tell me what's wrong, please."

"NO! Just go away! I don't wanna talk! Leave me alone." Then I tried something that was sure to get her to talk.

"Ok, I'll leave." Before I could take a step forward, the door slowly creaked open.

"Ok, fine, come in." Reverse psychology, works every time. I walked into the room and sat beside her. She turned off her headphones and put them away. No lights were on and the blinds were down. She almost never had the lights on anyway.

"Now, tell me what's wrong."

LAURA'S POV

I looked into his eyes, my face stained with tears. His presence was so comforting, so soothing, I was almost spellbound. "He left me." I muttered coldly. More tears forced their way out.

"I'm sorry, I didn't…"

"It's ok, it's not your fault, it was no one's fault, it just…happened."

"What happened?"

"I don't know. He just called me a freak and walked off." I could see rage building behind the reassuring look on his face.

"How could he do such a thing? You're not a freak."

"Yes I am." We were both surprised by my words. "I mean, how could you explain what happened during the fight, or at the hotel? Maybe I'm not even human. Maybe I just look like a person, but I'm really an alien from another world somehow sent here at birth and adopted by this family."

"…that's quite a theory."

"What's yours?" I was half joking. He was to.

"Hmmmm, maybe you were…bitten by a radioactive spider…or dropped in a vat of toxic waste…or maybe your parents are secretly super heroes and you inherited their powers…or…" At this point I was laughing my head off. In all the time I'd spent with Mewtwo, he'd almost never said anything remotely humorous, now he was making a very serious situation funny just to cheer me up. I felt like I'd done the impossible. "Felling better?"

"Much, thank you." It was quiet. Not an awkward silence, but a relaxing silence, one that released all the day's tension. It was only then did I realize he had his arm around my shoulder the whole time. My face reddened. I knew he liked me, I kinda did to, but I was scared. I kept thinking, "Three magic words, that's all you gotta say, three magic words…", but I couldn't. The words were trapped in my throat, snared by my fear of embarrassment. It was so stupid! The only reason people worry about telling the people they love the three magic words is that they don't know if the other person feels the same way. I know he feels the same way! "It's the perfect time, the perfect place, so why aren't you saying what you want to say?" Thoughts like this jumbled my mind and clouded my scenes. I had to tell him now; I may never get another chance. I was about to say those words when he cut me off.

"I have to go." He stood up and headed for the door. I could tell he thought the silence was uncomfortable. "Get some sleep, you'll feel better in the morning." For one reason or another, I highly doubted that.

MEWTWO'S POV

I didn't want to leave, but I felt anxiety from her, most likely caused by my presence. It was late in the night. The full moon rose above the clouds and stars, shining the only light visible in the sea darkness. I preferred the moon to the sun. You could look straight at the moon and not become blind, its shape is always changing, it shrouds those who wish to be hidden, like myself. The moon was so much like myself. It merely lives in the shadow of the sun, and I live in the shadow of everything. "Here I go again." I thought, "off on yet another rant about how I'm a shadow, an outcast, whatever. Link was right, I do go off on mood swings." Before I could think anything else, I heard an excited shout from downstairs.

"FINALLY! Good bye DRL's, hello Airwings!" That could only mean one thing. The portal was open. I teleported to the game room to find everyone crowded around Fox and Falco, who were behind the TV with every piece of hardware imaginable.

"Just in time," Link was about to burst with joy, "in about ten minutes, we'll all be going home!" My expression was unchanged. "What the matter? Aren't ya…oh, sorry, I kinda forgot…" How could he forget? He was the one who tried to find out if Laura had feelings for me in the first place. "You can stay here if you want, but I wouldn't if I were you." I was just thinking the same thing. Her heart was already broken, there'd be nothing left of it if I went away. Then it hit me. I am the reason she's miserable. I'm the reason she's locked in her room crying her eyes out. If I hadn't tried to get her to love me, the brat wouldn't have become jealous and none of this would've happened. I'm the reason she nearly died. It's all my fault. I had to leave; it would be better that way.

10 MINUTES LATER

LAURA'S POV

I couldn't sleep. I'd spent the past few minutes staring at my ceiling, just thinking. Well…I was too tired to really think, but still. "Why did Mewtwo seem on edge?", "Why did he leave so suddenly?", "Did he want to leave?". I highly doubted he wanted to leave, but the more I thought about it, the more it made sense why. I nearly got him killed, twice. I'd caused him so much pain and suffering, I figured that anyone in his shoes would want to get away from me. If I hadn't liked him, then YL wouldn't have gotten jealous and none of this would've happened. I pulled up the blind. The sky was dark. Rain, hail and lightning pelted down as thunder bellowed a mighty roar. As for the sky itself, it was coated in a blanket of stars, gloomy and dim stars, but stars none the less. "Oh great," I yawned, "the portal's open." As soon as I closed my eyes, they shot open. "THE PORTAL'S OPEN?" I quickly grabbed by robe and raced downstairs, hoping I wasn't too late. I yanked open the door to the game room and saw what the Smasher's were waiting for, for a year, the portal. It was about 3 times the size of the TV and twice as wide, a bright swirl of colors, the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Then I realized, Mewtwo was standing in front of the portal, alone. He was the only one left. Everyone else had already gone, without saying good bye. He was about to join them. "Wait!" I cried, "Don't go, please!"

MEWTWO'S POV

I turned around. She ran into my arms, tears streaming down her face, begging me not to leave. "Please, I don't want you to leave, please don't go!" I was ripped in two. I'd caused her so much pain, and yet she wants me to stay. I was going to hate myself, whatever decision I made. I wanted to stay with her, but home was so close. I was confused. I wanted her to be happy, and right now she wanted nothing more then for me to be with her, but if I stay, I might hurt her again, I'd never want to hurt her. "I'm sorry my angel," I thought, "I'm sorry, for everything."

LAURA'S POV

I was scared. I knew he wanted to go home, but I wanted him to stay. I looked up at him. He was crying. Faint shimmers of tears stained his face as we held each other close. I'd always thought that men couldn't cry, that they were too strong and proud to show weakness, but here was the most powerful creature in all his world, crying, for me. He slowly pulled away and looked into my eyes, as if to say "I'm sorry.", but what was he sorry for? He never did anything wrong. He walked towards the beautiful light, but stopped for a second and looked back at me. I knew he couldn't hear me, but this was the last chance I'd ever get. "I love you." I whispered, choking on my tears, as he walked away, and the light vanished.

Gone. Everyone was gone. I'd never felt so alone. The room was pitch black, the darkness trying to comfort me. It wasn't working. I felt so weak, I fell to my knees. "No, they can't be…" I collapsed into my red beanbag and cried. That's all I did, that's all I could do, cry. I cried until my eyes were too tired to make anymore tears, and drooped shut.

KawaiiGameFreak:…holy, that (sniff) was the saddest thing I've ever written. I was even crying as I typed this. Sorry if that was too depressing for anyone, Ja ne.