ShadowOfDarkness2004: Thank you! And now, the final chapter, the bonus drabbles!

Knux2511: I know you've been looking forward to this one, so I'm giving you Lucia/Gaito, like we both adore. Enjoy~

And with these drabbles, the story is finally complete. If anyone has a couple they want to see in a drabble of around 400 words like below, please leave a review, and I'll try my best to add a chapter of the story about them.

Couple: Hanon/Tarou

Hanon fidgeted in place as she waited at the concert hall. She had just one chance to see him again, and by the goddess, she wouldn't mess it up. His performance was over, and people were already leaving the hall, leaving her as the odd one out, stubbornly standing by the entrance to the hall while she looked for him. Damn, where is he? she thought, almost frantic at the thought that the man might already have left.

There!

Mistuki Tarou had just exited a room down the hall and was walking in the opposite direction.

Hanon ran after him, trying to reach him in time. "Tarou-chan!" the aquamarine mermaid called when she was within earshot of the pianist. "Tarou-chan!" She waved a hand, hoping he heard her and would turn around.

"That name... Hosho-kun?" the pianist inquired to himself, turning around to see the Mermaid Princess running over. "Oh, so it is you! It's been some time, Hosho-kun." The brunette man smiled kindly down at her, and to her surprise, Hanon felt... nothing. Nothing at all. "How have you been?"

The Aquamarine Pearl Princess brushed a strand of her hair back behind her ear, looking up at her former teacher, and mustered the strength for a small smile. "I've been well, sensei. You seem to be doing great, though... I was listening to your music earlier, and you're just as skilled as you were when I last saw you." She beamed sincerely at him. "You've composed a lot of new music."

Tarou... no, Mitsuki smiled at her, nodding. "Ah, indeed. My wife's given me a lot of new muse lately," he said with a laugh. "In fact, I have a new composition on the way..."

As the man talked, Hanon just nodded and smiled. This time, she knew, she no longer held unrequited love.

Couple: Mikaru/Kaito

Mikaru knew that she loved him without a doubt. The girl would give everything for her Kaito, as long as he paid attention to her.

The brunette watched from her window as her beloved surfed on the waves, a dreamy smile on her face as she looked at his vibrant hair ruffled by the winds of the ocean. Her brown eyes followed his every movement as the surfer dominated the wide blue sea, residing amongst the rising waves like it was his home, like it took no effort at all to surf across the rough and choppy waves that many others would have trouble staying upright with. Or perhaps she was just being biased.

Did it matter, though? Kaito was the best at surfing — absolutely no one could match his sheer talent and skill for subduing the wild waves of the sea along the east coast. He was the champion of all of Japan... and she was pretty sure he was better than most professionals around the world too.

Mikaru didn't know how long she was watching him surf, but her Kaito finally stopped his surfing and alighted onto the golden sand of the beach. The sickly brunette smiled, trying to stand so she could dash down there to congratulate him for his spectacular performance on the waves, only to pause when she saw the dark blonde girl that raced up to him, bright red ribbons in her hair all too obvious even from her window...

Her heart wrenched, recognizing the girl instantly, and it felt like her heart shattered when she saw her Kaito — her Kaito — smile at the girl, arms sliding around her as she hugged him tight. But he was hers, not Lucia's! Kaito belonged to her, and her alone! Kaito... Kaito was the only person that had ever shown her that she really was cared for outside of her brother, the only person that would sit with her and talk to her and tell her stories and... and now...

And now Lucia was going to take him away from her. Lucia was going to take away all her happiness, all her joy with Kaito, and she'd never get him back. But Kaito had never loved Mikaru... had he?

As tears fell onto the windowsill, Mikaru really had to wonder, was Lucia the one who had stolen her Kaito, or had she stolen Lucia's boyfriend?

Couple: Lucia/Rihito

Lucia ran for the beach, sobbing to her heart's content. She didn't want to believe what she had seen, but she knew, oh she knew it was true, the nasty truth that rang loudly in her head. It made her want to throw up. She didn't want to believe what she had seen with her own two eyes, but now, she couldn't deny it. She couldn't deny anything now.

She couldn't deny that she had found Kaito cheating on her with Hanon.

Tripping and falling over onto the sand of the beach, the girl didn't bother to get up, wailing as loudly as she dared, tears streaming down her face. Violent sobs wracked her frame and she cried out, trying to release the suffocating pain that was building up in her heart. It was like she couldn't breathe anymore, not through all the pain in her chest that was too much to bear.

The Pink Pearl Princess wailed again, her sobbing eventually fading into silent cries with her tears still flowing freely. The pain eased somewhat, but it never left, still weighing on her so heavily that it was no easier to breathe than it was before.

"Lucia-chan?" Rihito's voice whispered in her ear, and soon, two strong arms wrapped around her from behind, gently pulling her upright. "Shh," he murmured, obviously realizing that something was wrong with her. He pulled her into his embrace, gently resting a hand on her back and another on her head as he slowly and soothingly stroked her dark blonde hair. "Don't worry... just cry," he murmured. "It'll be alright, I promise."

It'll be alright, I promise.

Lucia shivered, still trembling as she pulled herself slightly away to look into his warm grey eyes, trying to find a hint that he could turn back the clock, to make sure it never happened in the first place, but what she found both devastated her... and yet, gave her an odd feeling of comfort. "It'll... be... alright?" she repeated softly in a whisper, choking back a sob as she stared at him with wide and teary brown eyes.

The young man gently swiped his thumb over her cheek, wiping away a falling tear from her face. "It'll be alright," he confirmed gently, pulling her back into his embrace, letting her break down again. "I'll be there for you, Lucia. Every single step along the way."

And Lucia broke down again, but this time, the pain and emptiness in her heart was soothed by his very presence.

Couple: Lucia/Gaito

Gaito reached out and gently gripped her face, looking intently at her as she stared back up at him with those mesmerizing brown eyes. Beautiful. She was beautiful. He stroked the side of her face with his free hand, trapping her against the wall with his own body, and in that moment, he felt almost satisfied. "Princess," he murmured into her ear, stroking her cheek with a finger.

"Gaito," she murmured back to him, looking taken by surprise, with not a little fear in her eyes. After all, he was sure she would be startled by how he had found her in the human world, even with her human guise. "Wha-what do you want?" she asked — no, demanded, with only the polite tone of her voice being misleading. Her honey brown irises looked up at him, narrowing slightly.

He smirked, leaning slightly closer. "You, of course," he said dismissively. "Everything about you." He traced the curve of her cheekbone with his thumb, marveling at her soft skin. With his proximity, he could catch a hint of her sweet, tantalizing scent, and it was utterly intoxicating. "Are you scared of me, Princess?" he whispered, almost taunting.

Lucia huffed, looking away. "Of you? Don't be ridiculous," she lied, though her hands reached up to clasp her precious shell necklace, where her precious pearl was kept. She clasped it protectively, obviously thinking that he would try to take the precious little thing for his own nefarious purposes, when that couldn't have been more wrong in their current situation. "You're not getting my pearl," she said firmly, confirming that he was indeed correct in his assumptions.

"Oh, but what makes you think I want your pearl?" he whispered in her ear, smirking in amusement at her surprised expression and how she looked back at him instantly, clearly surprised. He chuckled, voice husky as he continued. "After all, I clearly said I wanted you... everything of you." He stepped in even closer now, lowering his head slightly so that their faces were only a little apart. "Your pearl is nothing compared to you."

Her face flushed red. "I appreciate the praise," she whispered in a soft voice, looking up at him in surprise and not a little shock. "But you're not making sense."

"Aren't I, now?" He cupped her face in his hands, looking intently into her brown eyes. "Beautiful," he murmured to her. "You are beautiful."

"I'm..."

He didn't wait for her to finish her sentence and leaned in, closing the distance between them and pressing her lips to his, and he was absolutely delighted to feel her responding to the kiss.

Couple: Lucia/Mikeru

"Join me, Lucia," Mikeru implored once more, looking down imperiously at the blonde mermaid. "Join me, come with me." The winged man extended a slender hand out to her, a cocky, self-assured smile on his aristocratic features.

The Pink Pearl Princess frowned at him. "And if I refuse?" she demanded, clasping her shell locket in her hands, ready to transform at a moment's notice to sign and drive him off to the best of her ability. "For all I know," she accused, "you could be trying to destroy this world, and I won't allow that to happen!" Lucia's blue eyes narrowed and a firm frown crossed her expression, making it blatantly clear that she was not going to give in to his request through both her tense body language as well as her facial expressions.

He sighed, sounding... disappointed, for some reason. "Such a pity," he murmured, voice soft and alluring. He lowered himself down towards the surface of the ocean slightly more, and it brought him down closer until the lower feathers of his wings were even brushing the sea water. His hand reached out towards her again, and his long, delicate fingers gently brushed over the curve of her cheek. "You would have been so perfect for the purpose I had in mind..." He trailed off, but his feather-light caress didn't lift at all.

Lucia attempted to move back, but the caress was oddly entrancing. Spellbound, she looked up at him, unable — or perhaps, unwilling — to move away from the comforting touch. "And what was that?" she found herself whispering, feeling like she wanted to listen, that what she would hear would be important to know, that she would be appeased by the answer. "What was I perfect for?" Her heart seemed to start racing in her chest, and her breath caught in her throat when he gently cupped her face in his hands.

"Perfect... perfect to be loved, loved unconditionally, to be worshiped like a perfect goddess, to be given every single thing your heart so desires," Mikeru whispered in her ear, warm breath sending a shiver down her spine. "I could give you this world, if you so choose to want it. I could give you the heart of that boy you so adore, to give you the affection you want from him even if he doesn't want you." He leaned in closer. "I could love you..."

The princess' eyes widened. "You... could..." She closed her eyes, inhaling shakily. "Then... please... love me..."

He smiled, leaning forward and kissing her firmly on the lips. "I will, my lovely... I will."

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