Yeah... more out of characterness for Thatch. Enjoy.

Also, there was a new chapter added. It's chapter 29, if anyone was confused. is one confusing site. ^_^'

P.S. Final chapter!


Days had gone by, and the two groups (of Thatch and Casper) continued to try to keep Fatch uplifted. It seemed like he was getting better, but every so once in a while Casper could here sniffles from his side of the room. No one could blame him though. Considering all he's been through, it was a miracle he hadn't broken down sooner.

Everyone was at lunch now, and the two groups were sitting together and sharing a pleasant conversation. It was strange... but it seemed like Fatch tied the two groups together. Though the vampire himself just sat quietly, as if he had something on his mind. Casper had tried a couple of times to bring him into the conversation, but Fatch would only talk for a bit before going silent again.

Finally the prince announced he was leaving for a short walk. And that he was bringing Thatch with him. Wether or not they'd planned it, however, was a mystery. Thatch certainly seemed confused when Fatch dragged him into it. Right before they were out of sight, Fatch turned to Casper and called out.

" Oh, and Casper? DON'T follow us this time. "

Casper could feel his mouth drop. Had he known that he's followed him before...?


Once in a secluded part of school, Thatch decided he couldn't take it anymore.

" Fatch, what's wrong? "

Fatch looked down, the spark of true emotion glittering throughout his ruby eyes. If this wasn't proof he was being sincere, then Thatch didn't know what was.

" I... I just needed to talk... "

He sounded so hesitant. Made sense, considering he wasn't used to talking.

" You remember what you told me a few days ago? "

Thatch dead panned for a minute, trying to remember exactly what he said.

" Yeah... yeah I remember saying that you're an amazing creature. You don't deserve to die. I know things have been hard, but they can change. Heck I'll make sure they change. Just please don't die... you're probably the closest friend I've got... if not for me, do it for Dusk. I'm sure he'd want you to live... "

Fatch snickered at the fact that he remembered it word for word. That took skill.

" Yeah, well, I realized... that I recognized that speech from somewhere. At least... something LIKE that... "

He murmured.

" Dusk said something like it once... He said that I was a good creature, and that I had a lot to live for. That even if I did die, a lot of people would miss me. Even if I didn't believe that they would. To tell the truth... if you hadn't reminded me of it... I, um... w-well I... "

It seemed like he was having trouble saying what he wanted to say... it must be important. Finally he took a deep breath and semi-calmly said what he'd been trying to say.

" I wouldn't be here right now. "

Almost immediately Thatch's mouth dropped. Fatch squirmed at the sight of Thatch's expression and continued.

" Yeah, I would have killed myself. "

... The fact that he'd just admitted that was incredible.

" But when your speech reminded me of Dusk, well... I remembered the promise I made him. I promised that I would live my life... "

Fatch seemed to be choking up now as it became harder and harder for him to speak.

" And I won't break it. "

" S-so... "

Thatch could feel himself choking up too. He was just at such a loss for words...

" How did I...? "

" Because you helped me see that people do care about me now. "

Fatch kindly snapped, drying his eyes up.

" And I'd like to return the favor. How would you like to stay with me? "

Again, Thatch was at a loss for words. He really didn't have anywhere else to go... and Fatch WAS pretty cool... Thatch could feel a wide smile spread across his face before he looked up at the other.

" ... I would like that VERY much. "

Fatch nodded, smiling as Thatch began to walk off. He was about to follow suit when a light glistened and caught his attention. He quickly turned around and say a clear night sky. Almost trance like, he walked towards it, realizing how long it had been since he'd star gazed. One star was particularly bright, and managed to keep the vampires attention. It was as if it were made for him...

" ... My days have been rough

I had terrible luck

But now I have recently

Gotten out of that rut. "

Fatch smiled, honestly missing his poems. Spoken or written. It had been a while...

" Years have past

I have not forgotten my promise

I swore to watch over you

You will never be alone in the darkness."

Fatch jumped and immediately began to look around. That voice... it sounded so familiar... almost as if it belonged to-

" Hey Fatch! "

The prince jumped at his name, turning to see Thatch at the end of the hall.

" You comin'? "

" Uh, yeah! "

He called back, taking a single glance behind him before racing up to the other. Little did he know that there was a lone figure, a ghost really, standing there in the hallway. A male ghost only to be known by Fatch. The ghost man grinned happily, his fangs proudly showing.

" ... Years of torture are finally over for him... "

The spirit mumbled, pulling out a book. But not just any book. Fatch's journal. Flipping it to the next black page, he began to write. He wanted to let Fatch know he was here... he deserved to know...

You believed me to be gone

And honestly, I thought I was to

But I made a promise before my death

And that was to watch over you

You've been through a lot

You're not a little kid

But I will only see you for who you are

Not for what you did

You are my brother

My family

You're a Ramirez

And I want you to live happily

The ghost smiled at his handy work, dropping the book. He couldn't wait to see Fatch's face when he read this. Finally, they would be united.


Fin.

Yay! The end! I feel like this was rushed. But cute! Also, strain your brain for the ending here. Figure out who the ghost is. Cheers for whoever gets it. Goodbye!

Thanks to all my reviewers and readers! You're all amazing! :D