A/N: At first I was estatic. I was bringing my first multi-chaptered story to an end... But now that I'm typing out this final chapter I feel sad. It's over...

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Without further ado, I present Crashed chapter 6: Revelations. The final installment...

This caused the other to smile, a wide and goofy smile while they nodded. "Indeed." The next words from Tohru was the hushed and forced utterance of the person's name...

Their gazes clashed, a staring contest initatied as Tohru murmued the name, "Sey."

A pout came to the opposite's face, her face merely inches away from Tohru's own. "Atleast look shocked, Risa..." Her lower lip quivered as if she was to cry, but the faux look of innocence was soon dropped as a malicous smile slipped across her lips. "It's amazing what one can do when they have sex with the boss."

Tohru still retained that bit of innocence, and hearing of her manager-- ex-manager now- sleeping her way to the top caused a blush to settle on her face. "Why?"

Wrinkling her pert nose, smile still in place, Sey answered the inquery. "Simple. You took what was mine." Blankly, Tohru started up at her, wondering what she could have possibly taken from Sey that would lead to this type of situation. "The competition, you know, Crashed Singing Competiton... The thing you won that got you this contract in the first place."

Thinking back, Tohru smiled as she recalled the competiton. Yuki, her best friend and older-brother figure had signed her up for it, an attempt to help her get out of the house and show the world what Tohru Honda could do. Of course, a sudden case of nerves caused her to scratch out Tohru and put Risa, thus keeping her idenity a secret. Yuki knew, of course. Tohru had told him everything when she won the contract. Though Yuki wasn't pleased with her idea of leading a life as Risa, he allowed it for the sake of Tohru's happiness. Not to mention, should he deny her of that little joy, he'd have one pissed-off yankee and gothic girl with waves on his hands.

Hard as the tried, Tohru couldn't place Sey at the Crashed competiton. At the time she was too interested in her own problems and personal anguish to care much for strangers she did not know, though that was the complete opposite of her usual self. It was then that she forged a whole 'nother personality, Risa.

"Don't remember me, do you?" Taunted the blonde as she leered over Tohru's petite form, the natural brunette struggling to come to grasp with everything that was happening. Slowly, she shook her head to answer Sey, terrifed to speak.

"I was your runner-up. That girl with the long blonde hair? Nose was kind-of crooked from being broken a few years back?" Sey growled in pure frustration as she talked of the past, obviously not too pleased with what she once was. "I always wore black jeans, did the rock stuff where I would scream my lungs out night after night for a chance to become famous? But no!" Sey's hand collided with Tohru's pale cheek.

"YOU had to win. You had to take what was MINE. They only chose you because you looked good in a skirt, not because you're worth anyhting you no talent HACK!" To puncutate her words, Sey would deliver another blow to Tohru's face in attempt to mar the flawless beauty found there.

Tears clouded Tohru's vision as she struggled to remain concious, the blow to her head still oozed crimson sanguine and caused her gaze to remain hazy. Every smack she felt made more tears well to the point of overflowing, the little pearls drifting down the sides of her face to pool at on the wooden floor.

"Were that not bad enough, you had to take Kyo away from me, didn't you! Didn't you!" Sey's small chest heaved with every intake of breath as she forced herself to remain calm. "I arranged the tour, hoping for a chance to meet Kyo and persuade him to date me- Maybe then I could break into the showbiz, but you had to take him too, didn't you? You SLUT." Smack. "I HATE you." Another smack.

Sey's hands were small, like Tohru's, but they were big enough to do the job. The petite digits of the blonde female curled into the tender flesh of Tohru's neck, willing the breath to stop flowing in and out of her. If Sey couldn't have what she wanted, she'd be damned she let Tohru have it all. "Just die, you bitch. Just die."

Tohru choked on the words, but eventually got them out. "I-I'm sorry," She cried, tears still falling from her brown eyes as she felt the pain in Sey's shrill cries. "I didn't know. I didn't know..." Even now, near the brink of death, Tohru was apologizing for the pain of another instead of dealing with her own pain.

"B-but Mom always said that violence isn't the way to solve-solve things." Tohru's hands gripped the small wrists of Sey, "She says you should never stirke another because you wouldn't want them to hit you, right? She says... You should talk to the person you have problems with! You should tell them so they can be aware of what they did. If you don't... If you don't tell them then they can't fix it, can they? And by hurting them they won't be so willing to he-help you."

Sey's grip had loosened, but she had yet to remove her hands from the slender throat she grasped so tightly. As Tohru spoke tears began to fall from her eyes, the words of a wise woman echoing in her head over and over. The action, the deeds and sins she had commited now weighed heavily in her heart. Truly, Sey wasn't a bad person. Her reasons for wanting to win that contest were simple enough. The money earned from the contract would be able to afford her mother's hospital bills. When her mother had died, a part of her snapped leading to today's mistakes.

Moving her hands from Tohru's throat thus causing Tohru's hands to fall away from her wrists. "I'm sorry." Sey whispered softly. "Go..." Tohru could only blink, having been too close to death for her comfort. "Did you hear me? I said LEAVE."

But she didn't. Tohru simply rose to her knees, momentairly forgetting Kyo and all of the other worries that plagued her at the moment. Gently, she brought Sey into her embrace and held her there as both females cried. Their reasons different, yet the same. Eventually, Sey hugged her back as if Tohru was the only thing keeping her grounded.

XXooXXooXX

Across town, things weren't going as smoothly as the events transpiring in Risa's tourbus. At the moment Kyo was attatched to a handful of machines, surronded by six nurses and doctors, and for some reason he couldn't keep his eyes open. Leaving them closed was simple. It brought him some sort of comfort, took him away from all the struggling he was constantly doing just to live. What kind of life was that? Ah, yes, the normal life of a teenager.

"Kyo?" Her voice was so distant, yet he heard her. Turning around he saw her. Kyoko Honda, Tohru's mom. "Kyo, what are you doing here?"

His breath caught in his throat as he stared at her, she was the same as always. A smile plastered on her face, her chin-length hair moving in the non-existent wind. All around her was a golden hue, nearly blinding his senstive red eyes. "I could ask the same for you," He began with a smirk. All was calm here, he liked it.

Kyoko's head tilted to the side, "You shouldn't be here, Kyo. It's much too soon."

In his confusion he could only stare at the sight before him. Now that he thought about it- what the hell was going on! Wasn't Kyoko dead? Wait... The gun shot. The pain. The blood... Was he dead too?

"Am I...?" His face paled and the words died in his throat. He couldn't bring himself to finish that sentance.

"Dead? Not yet." Kyoko said, staring at him. "You're not ready to go. It's not your time... Yet you're not fighting it, Kyo. You need to fight it. Surely with all your training you can fight, can't you?"

Already his knees were weak, and the conversation they carried on him caused them to give up and send him collapsing to his knees. "What's the point, Kyoko? What's the point in going back to continue this struggle? It seems that's all I do. Sturggle. It's like... I'm not capable of doing anything else."

Kyoko could only stare at Kyo, watching as he shook in fright and various other ranges of emotions. "Surely you do more than struggle. Think of all the lives you've made an impact on; think of all those who benefit from you, who look up to you. All your fans, your band-mates.. Think of them, Kyo. Do you think that they'll be able to go on without you?"

Memories flooded Kyo, one by one he recounted them, thinking of all the things he did on earth, the people he met and the friends he met. Kyoko was right, insdeed she was... But it just wasn't enough. It wasn't enough for him. He needed ...more.

"Most importantly," Kyoko began, her voice wavering. "Think of her, think of Tohru. What will become of her when she realizes she's lost yet another? Do you think she'll continue to smile and be her usual cheerful self knowing that she's lost yet another?"

Kyo could only bury his head in his hands as the topic of Tohru came up. "I lost her..."

"You didn't, Kyo. You could never lose her. You know that."

"I don't know if I could get back and have her turn me away like I did her."

A soft smile came over Kyoko's features, "Kyo... It's Tohru we're talking about. My silly little girl. She needs you Kyo, like you need her. If you care for, if you love her like you say you do, then you won't leave her. Not yet. Not while there is still a chance." The smile grew a bit wider as she slowly began to dim; fade. "There's always a chance. You just need to take it."

Silence ensued thereafter, and Kyo looked up to find that Kyoko was no longer standing there. In his heart, and in his mind, something finally clicked and for the first time in many years he felt sure of his purpose on that planet he was so ready to leave mere moments ago. He was there to make Tohru happy, and he'd be damned if he let that fucking Yuki do it.

"His eyes opened!" Aside from the pain, this was the first thing Kyo Sohma had felt when he finally regained conciousness. Above him were different faces. His bandmates, nurses, a concerned doctor and Kazuma's. Yet he didn't see the face he longed for; the face of the person he awoke for.

"Kyo? How're you feeling?" The first to speak, Siho, questioned in that remarkably deep voice of his.

Blinking, a small smile flitted over his lips. "Just fine." Kyo began, his voice a little hoarse from having not been used in quite some time. "Where's Tohru?"

At this, the majority of the room blinked in confusion. "Could you excuse a moment?" Kazuma (That's Shishou, for those of you who haven't caught on! P) politely requested of the gathering bodies. Nodding with a few grumbles in protest, most of them cleared out. Kyo moved to sit up and his elbow collided with something hard on the side of his bed.

"Ow! Dammit what the hell is-- it's a head..." Rubbing his sore elbow, Kyo stared down. Noticing it had yet to move, he elbowed it once more.

"Hyau!" The head jerked upwards, revealing the flushed face on the one and only Tohru. Not Risa, not some random fan, but Tohru. Her hand came to her hand and gently she rubbed it. "Ky-Kyo!"

Tohru's eyes went wide as she stared up at him. "You're awake! Oh, dear... I feel asleep again, didn't I? I'm sorry Kyo, I didn't mean to steal your bed..." On and on she went with the apology and Kyo could only stare; mesmerized by her facial features and every word that she uttered from those adorable lips.

Neither noticed the creeping father-figure for Kyo as he crept towards the door and swiftly out of it to leave the two be. Silence fell upon them both as they could only stare at one another.

"What should I call you?" Kyo began, breaking the icey barrier that had formed around them without notice.

Crimson flushed her pale cheeks as Tohru looked to Kyo, understanding what he meant but opting to play coy. "Tohru, of course..."

Kyo shook his head, feeling himself quick to rise to anger as was his usual way. "No. Who are you today? Tohru or Risa?" Though his voice sounded harsh, there was pain in the hollows of his eyes. He still couldn't believe that she had hidden the truth for him, and worse yet; that she had felt the need to hide from him as she did.

Tears started coming to Tohru's eyes as she noted the harsh baritone of his voice. It was obvious he was angered, and who could blame him? She had lied to him, hid from him, and probably sent him through quite the emotional rollercoaster.

"Ah, that is... Tohru. Not Risa." Canting her gaze away from him and swallowing the lump in her throat. "Kyo... I didn't keep things from you because I didn't trust you. I just..." She couldn't find the words. Were there words? Could she express her fear of being hurt again in words that he would understand and not get angered over? Her bottom lip quivered as she was heading towards an emotional break-down.

"Tohru," Kyo began before heaving a ragged exhaltion of breath. Before continuing he looked away, towards the windows where the garish light of day shone through. "I get it."

Swiveling his head to face her he offered an akward smile, the one only she could earn from him. "You were afraid. I get it. I really do."

Tohru blinked, shocked by his confession. "You always could figure me out..." She muttered, thinking back to all the times he had guessed correctly when it came to her.

"It's not that hard, Tohru. You're pretty simple." He was teasing her, trying to get them back to their usual comfort level. The level they were always on before he went and messed things up.

Giggling, Tohru nodded. "Indeed I am..." She then frowned. "Is that a bad thing, Kyo? Is it bad for me to be simple? Or bad that you understand me so well?"

"Not at all, Tohru. I like it." He blinked, his words registering. "I'm not saying I like the fact you're simple! Just the fact I understand..." Hanging his head, he murmured. "Aw, you get my point."

And she did. Like he understood her, she understood him. And togther they sat in the hospital room staring at one another as if they were trying to etch every single line among the other's face into their head.

Their fingers came togther, intwining with one another as a smile came easily to the lips of them both. "I missed you, you know?"

Her smile became a watery grin as Kyo told her his feelings. "I know, Kyo. And I missed you. Things weren't the same without you." Suddenly she perked up.

Her tiny hand curled into a fist, thumb resting atop the other four fingers. Without a second thought she send her first fowards, "Right! Straight!" Series of giggles erupted from her as she stared at Kyo who could only look at her fondly. Or perhaps like she was the stupidest thing he had ever seen.

Shoving a hand through his hair, grin in place he showed her the approriate way to do that move. It was like old times, reflecting on the days they would spend in one another's company atop the roof with petty conversations and talks of dreams and so forth.

And this is how the story ends, the conclusion to a tale proving that love can conquer all. Of course there's no end in sight for the two of them, and plenty of questions remain in the depths of their hearts. They don't dare dwell on them, instead they treasure the moment that they have; the seconds that pass are far more precious then the seconds they missed while they weren't togther.

There's no definate conclusion. No clear pairing. Do they get togther and live happily ever after? Can they overcome their past mistakes and still move on with their futures? And what of their careers? Can they both handle such trials while their love is beginning anew? Who cares? All that matters is at this moment in time they have one another.

A/N: And now Crashed has come to a close. As always, thanks for reading. I'm gonna find a box of tissues and cry somewhere... Please, please let me know what you thought about...everything.

Faitfully yours,
Micahskitty...