Yes! I'm so happy to update this one; my plot bunny attacked me in math today. Evil little thing, ah well. Just one more chapter and we'll be done!

This chapter is dedicated to Kitty for naming Yumi's son.

I own my Kiyoshi (Yumi's son) Got it? Good. You won't be needing him anyway.

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-Seven Months Later-

"He's so small." Ulrich stated as a small blue bundle was placed in Yumi's arms.

"Well he's not gonna be huge yet now is he?" Yumi grumbled, though not really mad as she stared into her son's wide brown eyes.

"What's his name?" Odd asked, peering eagerly across the room.

"Kiyoshi." Yumi replied.

"That's a nice name." Odd said.

"You wanna see him?" Yumi asked, peering at Odd.

"Oh, mother may I?" Odd said, sounding happy.

"So long as you don't ever call me that again." Yumi replied.

"Yes Yumi." Odd stated, walking across the room towards Yumi, Ulrich, and Kiyoshi, "He's adorable."

"Popular already you see." Yumi smiled, "You'll have a great life."

"He's got Ulrich's eyes." Odd announced.

"I'm not even going into that one." Yumi said.

"Oh, come on. You know they are." Odd said.

"I know." Yumi said, "I'm not going into why you were the first one to announce that."

"Fine, I'll leave you two alone now." Odd said, looking at Ulrich who hadn't spoken since deciding that his son was rather small.

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"Evil's there Jeremie." Aristide warned, "He got in."

"So what's going to happen?" Jeremie asked solemnly, his eyes flickering between the partially broken prophecy stone and Aristide.

"Evil is inside the child, I can't tell what he's going to do yet though." Aristide said, shaking his head slowly.

"Poor Yumi." Jeremie sighed.

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"You won't be alone Yumi," Ulrich said, "I couldn't leave you now."

"I know." Yumi said, "Just don't leave Odd because of me, that wouldn't be fair."

"Of course not." Ulrich said, staring at Kiyoshi, "Of course not."

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-One Year Later-

Ulrich's POV

It killed me to see Yumi standing there in her black kimono, tears streaming from her eyes. It was too early, too early for little Kiyoshi to leave us. He had been diagnosed with a new disease almost three months ago, Xanraes. He was the first case, and the first death. Studies are working furiously to find a cure. It came on so fast over the last month. He would have spasms, almost like seizures but different. His whole body would shake and his eyes would open and close rapidly, his fists would clench and unclench, his face a picture of pain. Then he couldn't walk; he would collapse in bouts of coughing. Then he couldn't even crawl, could hardly move at all. One night Yumi called me frantically, he wasn't breathing. We got him to the hospital but his lungs had become paralyzed. It was awful to see him silently choking to death right before my eyes. What was worse was Yumi's face. The extreme sadness that showed so plainly on it. The tears she valiantly tried to hold back. They all were falling down her face now. He wasn't even two.

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William's POV

This new disease is scary. It seems to begin slowly, like any normal cold, but it persists, and then gives into seizures and paralysis. It scares me; Aelita's been coughing a lot recently. It's terrible to see Kiyoshi die so young. He would have had a great life. I still worry about Aelita though; I hope that she doesn't have Xanraes.

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Odd's POV

Poor little Kiyoshi. I miss him. For not even two his personality was brilliant. He was adorable, with his curious brown eyes and scruffy black hair. Always exploring, always asking questions. He died too young. Too early. It's not fair to take a life when it's hardly even begun.

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Normal POV

Jeremie stood behind a tree, watching his friends at the funeral and trying to be stoic.

"Evil's spreading his little disease." Aristide warned.

"The prophecy was not fulfilled." Jeremie replied, "The alternative is not acceptable."

"You had to know that it would go wrong eventually." Aristide said.

"No, you did though. You got my hopes up. You knew that all my friends would die. You knew that we never defeated XANA and that he would kill us all one day. You knew, that was your duty. Your job. To make me feel like I was getting somewhere, saving my friends but you knew that they would die!" Jeremie yelled at Aristide, his ghostly eyes beginning to tear up, "You knew but you didn't tell me because you didn't care! You wanted them to die. You got your wish, now leave me alone."