Krad arrived at the hospital as fast as he could. When he finally did arrive, he landed on Wren's windowsill and quietly slipped inside.

Wren was in horrible shape. She was, quite literally, a twig. Krad could loop his hands around her torso with no problem at all, she was so skinny. Her skin was as white as a sheet, and her face looked so hollow. Her eyes were sunken into her head, and her hair had lost its natural glow. A breathing mask had been placed around her small head to allow her to be able to breathe properly. Krad approached her, dropping to his knees.

He touched her hand. It was unbelievably…warm. When Krad looked at her cheeks, they were flushed, and sweat dripped down her forehead. Then, Krad realized what was wrong: she had a fever.

The Angel looked around, trying to find someone to help, but to no avail. He collapsed into the pink chair beside Wren's bed, defeated. One question burned inside his mind. Would Krad tell Wren the truth?

On one hand, Krad thought that the youth deserved to know that she was being tampered with. She deserved to know that the terminal cancer she had been diagnosed with was being injected into her body on purpose.

But when the Angel thought about it, how could he tell her? How would Wren react if she knew that she was dying because someone she thought was her friend was killing her? Would she lose the will to live; or had she already lost it?

Krad sighed. There was no possible way he could hope to tell Wren the truth without there being serious repercussions. His golden gaze drifted back to Wren's sleeping form.

But then again…He couldn't let her die. He just couldn't.

There was a sudden thump by the window. Krad looked up to find two sets of eyes staring back at him, one chocolate, and the other a deep amethyst. He scowled and jumped to his feet, ready to attack at any moment.

"What do you want, Dark Mousy?" he asked poisonously.

The Phantom Thief snorted, stepping in front of Riku Harada to protect her. "I should have known that you would be here, Krad—" Dark was interrupted by the small girl behind him pushing to the front. She stared at the white-winged being, eyes wild with excitement and fury.

"Why are you here?" she demanded forcefully.

The Angel folded his arms, relaxing from his fighting position. "I do not believe that it is written anywhere that I have to tell you, my dear,"

Riku furrowed her brow and narrowed her eyes at him. "Dark," she said to the Phantom Thief, "Blow him up or something."

Krad laughed, amused. "Why do you retreat to the Phantom Thief, my dear?" he started to advance menacingly towards her. "Are you unsure that you can defeat me?"

Dark pushed Riku behind him. "Don't threaten her, Krad," he warned.

"Of course you cannot." The Angel continued, still walking towards the Phantom Thief and the young girl. "You, a mere human, would never be able to defeat me—"

"Defeat, no," Riku squeaked from behind Dark. "But tame, I beg to differ. Of course, Takimoto house-trained you, didn't she?"

Krad narrowed his golden gaze. "I never did like you," he snarled. "I never liked your eyes."

"Did they remind you too much of the love you lost?"

Both winged beings froze.

I can't believe she just said that…I didn't exactly fill her in thinking that she would use it to piss off Krad like this. Dark thought to Daisuke.

On the outside, Krad seemed calm enough, but inside, he was exploding. He was in half a mind to send a ball of energy hurtling towards this Riku Harada, but thought against it at the last moment. This would cause more problems that it would solve. He concluded.

In her bed, Wren stirred.

The fury in Krad's eyes vanished as he turned to her. The Angel dropped to his knees beside her as her aqua-green eyes fluttered open. Wren stared at him with a dazed look, as if she didn't know who she was looking at. Then, her eyes widened, and Krad saw her chest rise and fall faster and faster.

"K-Krad…" her weak-sounding voice reverberated off of her plastic mask. The youth attempted to rip it off of her face and sit up, but it only resulted in excruciating pain, so she lay back down and stared back up at Krad. "I…I can't…I can't believe that…that you're here…" Her gaze hardened and she turned away from him. "You told me to forget about you." Krad's heart sank.

"I…I did…" he admitted.

"Then why did you come back!" she demanded. "I tried to forget you…" her eyes started to fill with tears. "I really did…so why did you have to come back?"

Krad looked away. "Because…I…" he couldn't. He couldn't get it out. There was no way that he would be able to tell her. He just couldn't. "I…I needed to test you."

Dark's jaw nearly dropped.

Wren turned back to him, a confused look painted on her face. "Test me?" she repeated.

Krad nodded bitterly, straightening his posture. "I had to see if you could live without me, or if I had to finish the job this time." He said the last part with a sting of regret burning inside him. the Angel turned to go, but a threatening beeping sound from the EKG machine made him stop and turn back around.

Riku was already beside her friend, kneeling at her level, and stroking her sandy-blonde hair. Krad looked up and saw Dark's judgmental eyes staring back at him, and he scowled.

"Do not even begin to judge me, Dark Mousy," he said poisonously.

The Phantom Thief shook his head. "You weren't even brave enough to tell her the truth." he shrugged. "But then again, you wouldn't, would you?"

The Angel took the insult. After all, it had been true. He couldn't tell Wren his true feelings. He just couldn't. Just like he couldn't tell her about Commander Hiwatari's plan. She was supposed to be dead tonight, and he couldn't say a word.

The EKG beeped again, this time speeding up between its beeps. All eyes flashed to the machine's screen. Wren's heart rate was quickening to a deadly speed. Wren rolled over onto her back, the movement wrenching a cry from her chapped lips. Her eyes fluttered back up to Krad.

"I…I forgive you, K-Krad…"

The Angel froze.

"I f-forgive you…for all of the things you s-said to m-me…and I hope that you w-will…that you will f-forgive…m-me…t-too…"

Krad could no longer hold it in. He dropped to his knees beside her and took her pale, punctured hand. "I…I'm so sorry, Wr—"

"N-No!" she coughed. "D-Don't…Don't call me…that name…call me…call me her…please," she pleaded, tears spilling from her aqua-green eyes.

There was now a beating sound on the door. Riku's head whipped around to face the door, then back to Dark.

"They're trying to come in!" she whispered to him, rushing to the door to hold it back. Dark nodded and ran to her side, standing with his back up against the door as well.

"C-Call you…her?" Krad knew what she meant, but he didn't—

"P-Please, Krad…" the Angel blinked back tears.

"Of…Of course…my…my Robin…"

A smile stretched across Wren's face as she sobbed, and the beeping of the EKG grew more and more chaotic. "Th-Thank you…N-Now…pretend…please…pretend that…that you love me…"

Krad could not manage to hold back his tears. He nodded, the tears flowing freely down his pale cheeks. "Of course I do…Robin…"

Wren nodded. "Good…" she managed. "Because…Because I…I've always…" she started to slip away.

Krad's eyes widened, and he shook her hand to pull her back. "No, Robin," he choked. "Y-You can't leave now…N-Not now!"

"I've…I've always…" Wren repeated, as if trying to find the strength to say the words.

Now the doctors were yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs for the door to open so that they could go in, but Riku and Dark held them back despite their struggle.

"I've…always…always…loved…you…Krad…I've always loved you…Since…Since I met you…I've prayed and prayed…that you would…that you would l-love me…back…"

"I do love you, Wr…Robin…"

Wren nodded again, smiling happily. "Good…" she said again, looking up at the ceiling. "And…And tell…tell Natsuki…tell her that…that I forgive her, too…"

Krad held his breath. "Y-You…You knew…!"

Wren nodded once more. "And also…also tell her that…that I would…I would love it if…if she would…bring…her son…son…" her eyes almost closed, but suddenly, she jerked awake. "Kazuki…bring him…to…to visit me…soon…I'd like to see him…to see…what I died for…"

"B-But…But how…?"

She shrugged. "I saw her before…" she explained breathlessly. "I knew that I…that I had seen her…before…I saw her…in Hok…Hokkaido…"

Krad nodded in understanding, the tears still flowing down his cheeks.

"Any…way…I want…to see him…tell her…?"

"Yes,"

"Yes…?"

"Yes, Robin," he added sadly, as he felt the small girl's grip on his hand grow weaker by the second.

"Good…" she said once more, turning back to him. "I…I love you…Krad…"

"And I…and I love you…Robin…"

Wren nodded, still smiling uncontrollably. "Good…Goodbye…remember…remember me…" and the hand fell limp in Krad's strong hand.

Hiya!

Okay, so this isn't the very end...shrug I CRIED WHILE WRITING THIS CHAPTER! yes, this is how Krad and Wren end...sadly...but i still have maybe two more chapters left, but definitely one after this one. i might add another one, but i seriously doubt it...ish...maybe...not...iono... THANX FOR THE REVIEWS, AND KEEP 'EM COMIN'!