Hello everyone. It seems I got to this a lot faster than I was expecting too. That's definitely a good thing. Hopefully, I can keep this up. Anyway, I promised a short Omake, and here, for you, is a short Omake. Hope you all enjoy it.

Omake: A False Future

The blanket the two nineteen-year-olds had decided to cuddle up in was smaller than they'd thought it was. The fluffy, red blanket was comfortable, though, so they'd forgive it just this once.

Bryce ran a finger through Natalie's hair. They'd both long forgotten the movie playing in front of them. Now, they were just content to be close to each other, enjoying the pleasure and warmth the other provided.

Natalie hummed in content as Bryce ran his fingers through her hair, enjoying the sensation provided. It was comforting.

"Sometimes I wonder if you have any Nekotama blood in you. You purr like one every time I do this."

"Oh?" Natalie smiled, leaning back further into Bryce's chest so she could look up at him with a wry smile. "Does someone have a fetish for cat girls."

"Please, we both know it's not me. Now, if we were to talk about Miles." Both of them snickered.

"Fair point. If I remember correctly, of the three girls he's ever shown interest in, all three of them had Nekotama traits. And isn't Bailey half Nekotama?"

"Yup."

"Interesting," Natalie grinned like the Cheshire Cat, "I'll have to tease her about that."

Bryce just nodded as Natalie began to plan how she would tease her best friend. After a bit of letting her maniacally plan her teasing, Bryce began to run his hand through her hair again. Natalie quickly let out a sigh of content, feeling happiness run through her veins, not wanting to move from her spot. After sitting comfortably like this for half an hour, Bryce leaned down and kissed his girlfriend's head.

"Hey, I need to get up for a second." Bryce slowly lifted the black haired beauty off himself so he could move properly. Natalie whined as Bryce stood up.

"Nooooo," She flopped down comically on the couch. "My pillow."

Bryce stretched briefly before turning to Natalie. "Hey, we need to talk." The shift in tone caused Natalie to sit up.

"What's up?"

Bryce sighed. It took him a second to gather his thoughts. "I'll come straight out with it. I can't love you as a girlfriend anymore."

Natalie felt her heart shatter into thousands of pieces. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt herself on the verge of falling into a sobbing mess. The man she'd been with for four years was telling her he didn't love her anymore?

"W-what d-do you-" she stopped as Bryce raised his hand, silencing her.

"I wasn't done. I can't love you as a girlfriend anymore because… because I…" Bryce took a deep breath before continuing. "I love you as more than a girlfriend."

Natalie stayed quiet as Bryce continued. "It's been a long four years for us. A decent part of it was spent separated from each other. But… even as young and immature as I am, I'm smart enough to recognize how deeply in love with you I am."

Bryce chuckled. "It sounds so stupid when I say it out loud. Most people would think we're too young to fall in love so deeply yet, but… I can't deny how I feel." Bryce looked directly into Natalie's, her beautiful blue orbs still filled with unshed tears. "So I can't love you any longer as a girlfriend," Bryce said as he got down on one knee, pulling a small, white box from his pocket as he did so. Natalie gasped as he lifted the lid on the box, revealing a beautiful, golden ring. In the middle of it was a circular gem, that was constantly shifting colors, from a deep red to royal purple, sky blue, emerald green, and so many more rich colors.

"Natalie Viewman, will you let me love you as a wife?"

Natalie didn't respond at first, hands covering her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Bryce felt he had taken it too far for a moment, and went to apologize when something slammed into him. Bryce dropped the box holding the ring to the floor, as he wrapped his arms around Natalie who was now on top of his downed form. From his position on the ground, Bryce could feel a fist lightly hitting his chest.

"Y-you… massive. Idiotic. Jerk." Each word was emphasized by a punch, as well as water hitting his gray shirt. Natalie was smiling though. After a moment she leaned forward and lay down on top of him, nestling into his chest. She didn't say anything, instead choosing to hug him tightly.

"So…" Bryce started, slowly. "Is that a yes."

Natalie laughed, before kissing her new fiancee's lips. "Of course it is. I love you too much to let some other girl have you."

"Oh thank Omni," Bryce let out a huge sigh of relief, which surprised Natalie. "I was so terrified for a second you were going to say no." She looked directly into his eyes, her emotion quickly changing to childish anger.

"You were scared? Jerk, you had me terrified for a good minute there." She made sure this point hit home by punching it in. Bryce just laughed.

"Okay, I deserve that."

"Hm, got that right." Natalie let her head fall back onto his chest. She purred softly as Bryce ran his hand through her hair.

"Once again, I swear you have Nekotama blood in you."

"I'll take a blood test later. For now, let me enjoy this."

They sat there silently for a moment, enjoying the feelings they had as best they could. Bryce finally sat up, turning Natalie so he would be leaning against him in his lap as he grabbed the box, still containing the ring.

"I'd rather put this on you before you can say no." Natalie just smiled as she extended her left hand to him. He slides the ring onto her ring finger, the ring perfectly sized for her.

"It's beautiful Bryce. Where'd you get it?'

"I didn't." When Natalie looked at him in confusion, Bryce smiled broadly. "I made it." Bryce pointed to the stone on the ring. "I found everything needed to make the ring normally, then I made it using Dad's old forge. Afterward, I got the necessary permission to go mine some Chroma, and then polished it to fit the ring."

Natalie just smiled happily at her soon-to-be husband, before giving him a kiss. "You're amazing."

"Hey, don't sell yourself short, Nats. You're pretty amazing too."

Natalie nodded. "You're right, I am amazing." They both laughed. The both wrapped their arms around each other before moving to the couch once again, this time laying down, cuddling as close together as they could.

"You know," Bryce said, "We really don't act like any real young adult couple."

The young bride-to-be just laughed. "After what we've gone through during our relationship, I don't think we can really expect otherwise." Bryce didn't respond verbally, instead choosing to put his forehead against hers.

"No matter what the world ever says, know that you're beautiful. Of everything out there, you're my favorite thing to look at."

Natalie giggled. "That's just because I'm a model." Bryce looked to the side as if he were contemplating something.

"Well… that certainly doesn't hurt." They both laughed as they settled even closer into each other's arms, curling up in the blanket once more.

The two of them sat there cuddled up together, faces inches apart before Bryce kissed Natalie. After a long moment, he pulled away slowly, her face flushed.

"I still don't know why that always gets me," Her grumbling made her look adorable, which brought forth a smile on Bryce. He kissed her again, and this time, she kissed him back. They sat there for a long time, not a care in the world. The only thing that mattered was their love for each other.

When they finally separated to breath, they didn't dare say a word. Instead, they let their hearts speak for them, as they curled up into each other, holding to each other tightly. They put all their emotions and feelings into the next words they spoke.

"I love you, Natalie."

"I love you too, Bryce."

The two slowly drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

…

Bryce woke up slowly. He looked bleary-eyed at the ceiling. Not recognizing it, he sat up to try and get his bearings. It took him a second to recognize where he was. He was in the dorm room at Beacon Academy. He still was stuck in this other dimension. He wasn't home.

Still, Bryce felt content. It'd been the first dream in a month after the attack that wasn't an Oroma. In fact, it'd felt like the opposite of an Oroma. Like an… he wasn't even sure if there was a term for it. He'd have to ask Alpha later. Whatever it was, he was glad for it. It gave him a small bit of hope that he'd desperately needed.

"I promise, Natalie," Bryce whispered to himself. "I'll make that dream come true. I just have to get home first."

Bryce clenched his hand into a fist before laying back down. "I promise."

…

Natalie woke up to tears running down her cheeks. For a brief second, she couldn't think of why. Then, her dream came rushing back to her. And she screamed.

Her parents were in her room in seconds. They both ran in to see their sixteen-year-old daughter crying, holding a photo of her and Bryce to her chest.

The parents look at each other briefly, almost immediately understanding the problem. Her mother was the first to reach her, hugging her daughter tightly.

"Ssshhhh… it's okay sweetie. Deep breathes, remember?" Natalie nodded as her mother calmed her panicking daughter. It only took a moment before her father also began to comfort the sobbing teen.

"What happened, baby girl?" He asked Natalie. "Another Nightmare?"

"No," Natalie shook her head, leaning into the safety of her parent's arms, gulping back the lump that kept forming in her throat as she cried. "I-it wasn't a nightmare. It was so much worse."

The parents silently waited for their daughter to calm down enough to speak again. After a long time, Natalie finally started to speak again. "We we-were nineteen. He was alive, Mom. He was alive, and we were still together, a-and… and... " Natalie couldn't finish talking, instead of bursting into more tears.

"It hurts. It hurts so much mom." Natalie buried her head into her mother's chest as she cried, her throat beginning to become raw. "I-i just know it can't come true anymore, and it hurts. It hurts because I know it's a lie. I… I… we just… can't be happy." Natalie sat there crying for a long time before she found words once more that could truly say anything.

"We didn't even have a chance."

Ha ha ha ha ha, you expected a happy ending in the beginning, didn't you. SHAME! I shall never make my characters happy... NEVER E-EVER Eeeeevvvvveeerrrr (Begins to sob at the cruelty he will force upon his own characters) Oh what kind of horrible person am I? How could I do this to the poor girl? Waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

Bryce: Death-san (name courtesy of Intanimulli) is currently crying like a four year old child at the pain he plans to inflict on us in the future. As such, he can't come to wish you all well. So, instead, I bid you all adeu. And, as Death-san would say it, STAY COOL.