I want this to end. I just want to be able say, "It's done". I hate this. Im happy other people are enjoying this, but I despise this fanfic with every bone in my body! That is why this is the last chapter. I know it will upset some people that Im not going into detail about Daisuke having the baby, etc, but you should just be happy Im finishing. Why? Look at the other two stories I started around the same time as this one. Both of them have either been deleted or discontinued. I guess you could call this one the 'survivor' if you wanted, lol.
God... I really screwed up last chapter... I meant to write 'Natsuki' but I wrote 'Natsumi'... Im so sorry...
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Satoshi's grip remained on Daisuke's collar. His hands trembled as he forced Daisuke to the top of the stairs, and pushed him down. This was it, the child would die and everything would be equal again. As Daisuke fell back, Satoshi felt his insides being shredded with guilt. He had done this all for himself... nobody but himself.
It was murder. Murder of an innocent child. Did the baby ever do anything wrong? No, it was not her fault who her parents were. The murder was nobody's fault except Satoshi's, it was his burden and his alone.
To his surprise, after pushing Daisuke, he heard no crashing. When his eyes lifted, he saw Daisuke's hands, tightly gripping the railing. His body was in an uncomfortable position, his legs stretched out in front him, his back bent, and both hands over his head, the railing between them. Though he may have been afraid and confused, he was alright, and that was the important thing.
Now, Satoshi had complete control. He could easily shove Daisuke further down the stairs and finish what he had come for, or he could save Daisuke as well as his own soul. Without taking any deliberation over the matter, Satoshi outstretched his hand and pulled Daisuke to safety.
Daisuke blinked. First Satoshi wanted his child dead, now he was saving him? "Hiwatari-san... why did you save-"
"Never mind. Just... be careful... alright?" Satoshi cut him off and walked down the stairs, not knowing himself why any of this happened.
As the door shut, Daisuke sat on the top stair. "Dark... why did Satoshi do that? Why did he push me, then save me?"
'Once Natsuki is born, Satoshi is going to become pregnant as well.'
"What! How do you know!"
"That's the way it works. Natsuki is going to be able to use With and become a phantom thief, even though she is a girl, because Im her father. There can't be two phantom thieves under my name and only one under Krad's, so Satoshi will become pregnant with Krad's heir." Dark informed Daisuke.
The red head nodded. He knew how much Satoshi hated Krad, how he longed to just be normal, so it must have been hard on him, finding all this out.
"I just hope everything works out for him..." Daisuke sighed. Even though this was not something he wanted Satoshi to be forced into, Daisuke refused to let Natsuki die.
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"Daddy, how much longer?" asked a young girl. Her red hair was somewhat short, barely grazing her shoulders. She wore a purple dress that matched her eyes.
'Not much, we're almost there." her father replied, smiling. The parent was not lying, only a few moment later, they pulled into a parking lot. After barely a minute of walking, they found themselves at a playground.
"Natsuki!" A small blue haired boy yelled, dashing towards the girl. His eyes were yellow, and his hair dangled over the top of his neck. He had long bangs that he had to repeatedly move to keep out of his eyes. "Lets go play! Come on!" He cried, reaching out his hand to her.
"Okay Chiyoko! Let's go!" she answered, taking hold of his hand, and the two friends ran off together.
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Alright, I have been waiting a VERY long time to say this, now I can finally say it...
YATTA! (I did it!) It's over! Done! Complete! No More! I've escaped from Hell! YAY!
Yeah, I didn't even try to write well in this chapter, I just wrote the first thing that popped into my head. Cookies for everyone who reviewed and supported this fic! Yay! Or if you don't like cookies, there's ramen or salad, or all three! And if you don't like any of those... you have problems. That was awful! Yay! I never have to write a chapter for this piece of crap ever again! NEVER! Im free! Im free! (Dances) Now I can finish my Tsubasa fic without thinking about this! HELL YEAH!
Also, Im having a special happy offer trade thing! Anybody who wants to do it, let me know. Basically, I will write or draw a request you have, and you will write a Tsubasa mpreg. Sound good? I will not write lemons and multi chapter stories, or draw porn or gore. Im only going to do the trade with a few people, so if you're interested, let me know now. First come, first serve.
YAY! THANKS FOR READING, REVIEWING, FAVING, ALERTING, AND EVERYTHING ELSE!
