A/N: Gomenasai for the long update. I've been very busy with the midterms lately! Hehe. The person who narrated the first section is different from the person who narrated the succeeding ones. You understand, don't you? Hope you enjoy this chapter.

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The rim of the glass was on my hesitant lips. I could see the clear, fatal liquid drawing near. I closed my eyes, unable to watch it. It was so strange, as if my other senses grew stronger. I could feel my hand shaking. My nose perceived the piercing smell of the pesticide. My tongue felt dry. The doorbell kept ringing. Goodbye everyone, I thought.

The next thing I heard was the musical crash of glass in front of me.

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I was surprised when I heard glass breaking and I immediately felt alarmed, "Aya!" I yelled, "Open the door!"

No sound from inside.

I stopped from ringing the doorbell and banged my fist on the door, "Aya! Please answer the door, Aya!"

Still nothing; I looked around, the windows were covered shut by thick curtains. She wasn't answering her cellphone. Damn, I don't know if I can do this, but…taking a few steps back, I took a deep breath before charging towards the door.

The door didn't budge.

My shoulder hurt, but I stepped back again, "Damn it, Aya, open the door!" I charged again.

The hinges moved.

I winced at the pain in my right shoulder. I tried kicking the door, and the hinges bent more. Taking one last deep breath, I took several steps back before yelling and charging the door for one last time.

The door fell down. I instantly saw Aya, crying and sobbing her heart out on the kitchen table.

She stopped sobbing for a second to glance at me. I felt foolish, "Sorry for breaking your door," my face was red with embarrassment, "I thought something bad happened to you."

Aya's cheeks were washed with tears again. I looked around and saw a glass cup and a glass pitcher broken into shards with its contents spilled on the floor, "Something did happen here," I whispered aloud. I held Aya's shoulders, forcing her to look at me. She looked utterly miserable, and I instantly felt sorry for her. Reaching for the handkerchief in my pocket and wiping her face, I said, "You had me worried, Aya."

Suddenly, Aya had her face on my chest and I felt the dampness on my shirt as we both landed on the floor; I with my back on the wall. She whispered in between sobs, "I'm so sorry. I just couldn't take it anymore."

I stroked her hair, trying to soothe her, "It's alright, Aya."

She sniffed, "I tried to kill myself."

What?

My hand froze in the act of running my fingers through her hair. I stared at her, "Aya, why did you try to kill yourself?"

She faced me, her eyes showing her desperation, "It's my entire fault, isn't it? It's my fault Rei is dead!"

Oh, Aya.

"It's my fault why Rei isn't here today!" Aya continued, her voice quivering with all her emotions, "If he hadn't escorted me home that night, he would still be alive! It's me to blame for all of this, me! I don't deserve to live!"

That last statement almost made me slap her. How could Aya even say that? Didn't she know that we all care about her? Aya shouldn't have been left alone, she's getting truly delirious. Instead, I held her shoulders forcibly and yelled, "How could you even say such a thing, Aya?"

The anger in my voice made her stop her ranting.

"How could you even try to kill yourself?" I continued, "After all you've been through, all your hardships, all your aspirations, all your dreams, you're going to throw them all away?"

"But—"

"Here we just lost a friend, and now are we about to experience another loss? Don't you know that we care for you, Aya?"

"But I—"

"Nobody is blaming you for what happened, Aya. It was an…," I hesitated, "an accident. Nobody was to blame, especially not you."

"Yuuya—"

"Do you think Rei would be happy if he knew what you did?"

From her expression, I knew my question struck her hard. All my anger had gone out in a few minutes, so had her desperation. Slowly, her face began to crumble, finally weeping again, "I'm sorry. I am so sorry."

"We're always here for you, don't forget that."

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I left Aya with Ran and Miyu. She needed someone, her best friends, to help her take her mind off this matter, not to help her remind of her misery.

Sigh, damn it. Aya's getting really delirious now, and I hate myself for not doing anything that actually changes things. I looked out the window. A lot of things had changed since Rei died, I felt lonely too. It was as if there was a space inside me now that couldn't be filled again. All of a sudden, I felt like taking a walk outside.

Damn it. Who killed Rei? The question burned inside me so much that I went to the police station to find out.

"Hey, Yamato," I greeted as I went in, "Any news?"

Yamato looked thoroughly annoyed. The station was a complete mess, "Aaaarggh! That Ran! I told her this is not a place to hang-out!"

I managed a small grin before I realized something, "Ran was here earlier?"

"Who else can create a mess like this?"

"Are Aya and Miyu with her as well?"

"Yeah, Miyu said they were going shopping or something, girl stuff. Why?" Yamato asked, and then his eyes widened, "Don't tell me—"

I felt myself redden with embarrassment, "It's not like that!" I calmed myself, "Well, at least they're taking her mind off things."

Yamato became serious, "Is that what you came here for?"

Finally.

"Yeah, is there any news?" I asked, both afraid and eager for what was to come

Yamato rummaged around the table, picking off a crushed softdrink can to get read a file, "Well no leads on the culprit yet."

I felt disappointed, "Oh."

"But we found the truck."

My hopes rose again, "Really? Where?"

Yamato noticed my eager expression. I wonder why he's not too pleased; probably because he hasn't caught the suspect yet. He gave me the file and my hopes were dashed once more.

The truck was in one of those recycling plants were junk metals were molded into boxes. The great big truck that ran Rei over was now a huge metal cube.

"It would be really hard to find any fingerprints or DNA belonging to the culprit at this rate," Yamato cut through my thoughts, "We didn't find any plate number either. We're running a search on missing plate numbers at the moment."

I felt utterly dismayed. It looked like we wouldn't be able to catch Rei's killer unless Rei tells us himself.

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It was a starry night. I wondered whether Aya was home yet so I decided to go to her house. On the way, I noticed a lot of people on the street. I was wondering what the commotion was about and I decided to see. As I came closer, I could see it was a body. I felt my curiosity grow stronger as I neared the body.

Yuuya.

Someone is calling out to me, I thought.

He was laying face-up, his face to the stars. Rei's face was bloody all over and his head was lying in a pool of blood. His arms and legs were twisted in an awkward angle.

Yuuya.

Who's calling me?

I shoved the people and tried to find a pulse. There was none.

Hey, Yuuya.

Who?

I stared at the people, standing there, watching us, gaping at the body as if in shock, doing nothing.

Yuuya, damn it! Look at me!

That voice…

I looked at the crowd and saw a very familiar face. I glanced back at the corpse beside me and the face in the crowd.

Yuuya.

Standing up, I took one last look at the body before walking towards the person calling out to me.

You can see me?

Of course I can see you, idiot, I say as if he was alive all along even if I knew he was already dead.

He smiled, looking deeply relieved.

Thank you.

What are you thanking me for?

We can talk again, right?

Why? Can't we talk now?

Now is not the time.

He is starting to fade.

Hey, wait a minute!

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I wake up, breathing heavily, my face drenched in cold sweat.

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A/N: I've got a dream sequence there, in case people don't understand. Please review! Onegai!