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For those who reviewed my last chapter…U have no idea how much I appreciate ur effort in sending me reviews guys. And as to prove my gratitude, I will not do a 'joke' in this chapter…HAHAHA! DID I really get u the last time?! Oh my poor poor reviewers! Nyahahha….-chokes out and dies-

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A lot of you almost killed me for the joke I filed on the last chapter…please do forgive me. I'm just being goofy right now…U know I love you as always…-group hug-

CHAPTER 13

Fuuko carried herself to the kitchen's entrance and bowed courteously at the old man sitting comfortably on one of the table's chairs. Her patient jerked his face up and presented her with a warm smile on his face.

"Good morning, dear," Mr. Mikagami gestured her to sit on one of the chairs by shoving his hand from her to the seat.

Fuuko complied gratefully and gently placed herself on the dining chair at the older man's left. "Ohayou gozaimasu, Mikagami-sama,"

"I'm glad you're here, Fuuko-chan. Will you join me for breakfast?" he invited.

Fuuko declined politely, giving the old man a gracious Japanese bow. "I took my breakfast already at home. Where's everyone?" she noticed that the mansion seemed too silent than the past days.

"My wife went to Mifuyu's house to visit with Kaiya. My son's probably at work and Neon went out early," he answered casually, gently munching his oats.

"I see," Fuuko nodded and glanced at something unusual below Mr.Mikagami. "Mikagami-sama, why are you not on your wheelchair?!" she almost yelped at her sudden realization.

The old man filled the room with his merry chuckle and grinned amusedly at the young woman's lightly baffled visage. "You're my nurse and you don't know?" he retorted pointedly, amusement still evident on his tone. "My, my, Fuuko dear, I haven't been using this since you taught me some leg exercises, remember?"

Fuuko's face hued crimson at her thoughtlessness. She was the one who advised her patient to terminate the usage of his wheelchair to improve his physical status. She even encouraged him to practice some exercises on his lower extremities and yet she forgot all about it. Too preoccupied, perhaps?

"Too preoccupied with something, dear?" the old man teased, practically resulting to more blushes from Fuuko.

"Iie! No, no, Mikagami-sama" Fuuko choked out. "I'm just feeling tired and exhausted for the past few days, I don't know why though," she cleared her throat to show sincerity on her words.

Mikagami-sama twitched an eyebrow at her, answering her statement with a not-believing face. "I'm not a dumb old man, Fuuko. I know perfectly well what's going on inside my turf, " he said and laughed loudly inside the kitchen, sending shivers on the passing maids' nerves.

He had never been as happy as what he was at this moment. And although Fuuko heard him laughed a hundred times already, she's still not used to it and it's still creepy at some times. Especially when he talked a lot about his son and eyed her with a mischievous glint on his amethyst irises. Talk about Mori Kouran and his evil face, though Tokiya's father was way, way much better looking than the latter. Where do you think ice block got his looks anyway?

Unlike Tokiya though, his father's face was framed with locks of amber just like Mifuyu. (A/N: I'm not so sure about Mifuyu's hair color but you have to remember that this is MY fic. Hehe). He had this peaceful feature that calmed everyone who sends glimpses at him. He never showed a scowl nor a sorrowful expression not like Tokiya. Well, personally from Fuuko's perspective, Tokiya's like the black sheep in their family since everyone was nice. But all over, Mr. Mikagami was like a 60-yr old version of Tokiya, a HAPPY Tokiya, that is.

Fuuko sweatdropped at her patient's current mood. It's not something bad, but it's not very good either.

After a smooth and nice conversation they had at the breakfast table, Fuuko accompanied the old man at Mifuyu's wide curtilage where they practiced their daily foot and leg exercises.

Mikagami-sama was improving faster than what Fuuko thought and she was glad about it. Now, he can stand by himself and can walk little by little with the help of crouches at either side of him. With this speed of betterment, Fuuko was confident that her patient will be able to walk normally after two or three more months. Bringing a big change on her patients' lifestyle and health status were what kept her on her profession. And this case of Mikagami-sama would be one of her biggest achievements.

She smiled fondly as she supported her patient in front of her, counting consecutively as the old man took steps forward. They continued their routine until her patient called for a time out and asked to take a rest on the marble chairs placed comfortably at the center of the curtilage.

Mr. Mikagami called for the maids to prepare tea for the two of them. Fuuko threw herself on the chair and stared adorably at the magnificent flow of the fountain behind their round marble table. The mermaid sculpture on top of it, which was in a kneeling position she just noticed, was blowing a kiss towards somewhere above. And…huh?...wait! WHA?!

"Th—the—that thing! That thing looks like Tokiya!!" she pointed the statue frantically and gasped at the old man who returned her with a surprised look on his face.

Mikagami-sama averted his gaze from the frantic Fuuko to the fountain behind them. Giving a slight chuckle, he turned to Fuuko and said, " Oh that? That is a merman, not a mermaid, dear.. And yes, it's Tokiya himself,"

Fuuko broadened her eyes in mystification. "He sculpted his own self as a merman?"

Sipping his tea, which was brought by a maid a few minutes ago, the old man nodded in response.

"He looks gay with that blowing-a-kiss position," Fuuko muttered to herself.

"Yes, I thought so too. But there's a purpose why he was in that position. As you can well see, he's blowing a kiss to something above right?"

"Errr, hai," Fuuko blushed, embarrassed that her muttering was heard.

"Want me to show you that something?" Mr. Mikagami brought his tea on its saucer and smiled at Fuuko.

"Is it in here?" Fuuko inquired, curiosity engulfing all of her.

The old man answered her by positioning his crouches to support him in standing. Fuuko was immediately behind him for support. "Come and follow me," he uttered and they both walked out from the curtilage.

Passing the hallway, the dining room and the lobby, Fuuko was brought upstairs and towards a room she had never been before. Well, she never really cared much about checking each room anyway, even if the room's just beside the guestroom, where she always stayed.

Mr.Mikagami signaled her to halt and they both landed in front of the huge door, bigger than the guestroom's. "This is Tokiya's personal library," he stated and tugged the keys from the pocket of his pants. He chose a medium-sized gold key and unlocked the door for them to enter.

He pushed the door forward and both of them entered slowly.

Fuuko closed the door behind them and noticed a tag on the doorknob. "You touch anything, you die anytime" it says. Fuuko cant help but chuckle at Tokiya's childishness. Mi-chan, you are totally out of this world. She thought before turning her face to see the entire space.

"Whoa!" was all she managed to utter at the sudden impact of the view laid in front of her.

"He is quite keen when it comes to the designs of his own personal properties," the old man heaved and smiled at Fuuko.

Fuuko stared awestruck at the room she just entered. When Mr. Mikagami told her that it was Tokiya's library, she was expecting to see a cold and distant motif and not something like this. Although it wasn't a very cheerful and hyper room too. It was simply peaceful and serene, like it was really designed to calm anyone who enters. The atmosphere was far better than inside a yoga class, Fuuko can compare well since she used to attend a yoga class back in New York.

A number of bookshelves were arranged neatly at every wall and every corner of the room. On the right side was a space provided by a couch, a tv and a rectangular glass table in its center. The floor was filled with a red carpet and the blue and green curtains were pushed on either side of the window to see a perfect view of the sky's tranquility. The library was also equipped with house plants on every corner, finalizing and completing the perfect atmosphere to get rid of stress.

"It's so beautiful," Fuuko sighed and took a long breath. She subconsciously went to an office table a few yards in front of them. Her fingers touched the smooth varnished wood and stared at the comfortable seat behind it, probably where Tokiya always stayed.

"What you see is not the highlight of this room, dear," she heard the old man said behind her.

"Huh?" Fuuko looked at the old man supported with his crouches.

"Look above,"

Fuuko raised an eyebrow and jerked her head above her. Her eyes widened at what she saw. It was a statue of an angel blowing a kiss downward. It was a statue probably designed to be placed on the ceiling since half part of it was hidden. It was as though the angel emerged from the ceiling to blow a kiss to someone below. Her emerald pools scanned every angle and contour of the statue before finally reaching its face. The face…its…

"He called it 'Angel Fuuko'. I guess it's the most beautiful sculpture he made, I am always proud of him everytime I see it. The 'Merman Tokiya' was made as a final project in his art class before he graduated college while this one was made after he got married. It was the time when he felt so depressed that he buried himself in this room for six months, Neon just sent him his food and never bothered him after that.,"

Fuuko continued staring at the statue as Mikagami-sama continued. "He placed that statue in here to be reminded of the greatest loss he had in his entire life. And that was when he lost you, Fuuko,"

Fuuko never imagined her eyes could widen that much after what struck her. She gave her patient a bemused stare. "I…I didn't…I didn't know…" she uttered helplessly.

"If I remember it right, he had a trip to America with a new hope in his face. He wanted to get you back and to ask your hand for marriage right after his divorce with Neon, but he returned here wearing his old gloomy and cold self making us curious of what happened to both of you,"

"He really did come after me?" Fuuko choked out miserably that each word came trembling out from her throat.

"You didn't know?" the old man showed her a surprise look on his face.

Fuuko shook her head, her mind feeling so empty and confuse. "I never saw him…"

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Raiha strode slowly towards the nearest mall from his hotel. He didn't need a car to go there, its just a few blocks away anyway. And besides, he didn't feel like driving that moment.

He was browsing the items in the first floor of the mall. Finding his way to the grocery section, Raiha took one shopping stroller and scanned the grocery items displayed in every shelf. He just threw anything he felt like getting. He was not on the mood of doing anything and shopping for instant noodles were just a way to make him occupied. He lazily took a good bunch of instant noodles: spicy, original and any other kinds of flavors were all dumped in his stroller.

A glint of a strawberry jam label caught his eyes and he moved backward to examine the brand when he unknowingly bumped someone behind.

"Whoa. Take a look on your track, will you?" he heard the woman yelped.

He quickly turned around and bowed repeatedly at his victim. "I'm sorry," he said in English.

"Geez, be careful next time when you---Raiha-san!?"

Raiha yanked his head down to see the woman he just bumped into. "Neon-san,"

Neon bowed. "Fancy meeting you here, Raiha-san,"

"Hai. Same here. I'm sorry to bump you, I wasn't—"

"Paying any attention?" Neon finished for him.

"Hai," Raiha gave her an apologetic expression.

"I see. Hmm, its been a long time since I saw you last. Would you care joining me for a coffee break?" Neon asked.

" Oh, I'll just pay for this for awhile," Raiha said, pointing the counter with his thumb.

"Sure," Neon smiled.

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Seeming that it was not good to talk about Tokiya anymore (since it was too much for Fuuko to bear), Fuuko and Mikagami-sama decided to talk about Fuuko's final instructions to her patient before her contract ends. By the end of the day, she will no longer be his private nurse so she had to tell the old man of what to do after she's gone. He doesn't need a private nurse anymore. Even a maid or Mifuyu-san can already help him with his daily feet exercises, so Fuuko just advised him to continue it and always take his medicine on time.

They were just done with the talking when Kaiya came rushing towards the living room to greet them.

"Fuuko-chan!" Kaiya beamed merrily and ran towards Fuuko who was seated on the couch across Mr. Mikagami. As usual, Fuuko caught her with her arms after a small chuckle.

"How are you my little Kaiya?" Fuuko asked, touching the tip of her index finger to the tip of the child's nose.

"I'm so good!" Kaiya grinned.

"Kaiya, you never learned. If you continue throwing yourself carelessly at Fuuko-chan, she will have broken ribs anytime soon," Mrs. Mikagami just came and said it before kissing her husband on the cheek.

"How are you, dear?" she asked her husband.

"Better than ever," he said and motioned his wife to sit beside him.

"Why would I break Fuu-chan's ribs?" Kaiya pouted at her granny.

"It's because you weigh like an elephant, cousin," Shijo came shrugging along with his parents. Mifuyu and Katsuo waved at Fuuko in greeting and Fuuko waved back.

"I DON'T weigh like an elephant and I'm NOT asking you, Shijo!" Kaiya glared at the auburn-haired child.

"Grandma will say the same anyway," Shijo responded as-a-matter-of-factly.

Almost teary-eyed, Kaiya barked. "Shut up!"

"Sshhh… Children, Grandpa's here," Mr. Mikagami cleared his throat to silence them.

"Sorry, Ojiisan," the two uttered in unison, ceasing their bickering and glaring.

"Oh, ne, Fuuko-chan. I heard you're leaving us?" Kaiya sniffed, looking very, very sad.

Fuuko cast her face to Kaiya and then to the people in front her. All of them seemed to have silence, giving her hopeful expressions or anticipations. Were they expecting a speech too?

Fuuko gave each of them an equal warm smile. Pulling her face to look at Kaiya, she wiped the tears forming in the little girl's eyes. "Wouldn't we be friends anymore if I go?" she said, feeling the throbbing heartache she's feeling within her. Afterall, this family had been a part of his life even for a short time. She had grown love and fondness towards them and saying goodbye to this people even if they're not blood-related was still an arduous thing to do.

Instead of calming, Kaiya bawled loudly at Fuuko's chest. "Don't you love us anymore?" she asked and bawled again.

Mrs. Mikagami held her husband's hand tightly, trying to prevent herself from shedding tears as well. Mifuyu and Katsuo, after sinking their selves beside Mrs. Mikagami on the couch, presented Fuuko with a sad smile.

"Awww, come on. You know I don't appreciate sad scenes," Fuuko waved the atmosphere off with an amused laugh.

"Will you come here and play with us even if you're not ojiisan's nurse anymore?" Shijo asked her and slumped his little body beside Fuuko.

Fuuko tussled the little boy's hair and pulled the two children close to her. "I'll visit and play with you all the time, alright?" she assured them. "Now, stop crying, Kaiya. You'll look like Mrs. Robinson in the next street!"

Kaiya looked up at her grimly. "But she's very ugly, and FAT," Kaiya pushed her lips forward while exclaiming.

"You want to look like her?" Kaiya shook her head. "Alright, so stop crying now," Fuuko smiled and swept the tears on Kaiya's cheeks.

"You will look like her even if you don't cry," Shijo snickered.

"Shush, Shijo! That's not a very nice thing to say," Mifuyu gave her son a warning look which Shijo answered with a sheepish smile. "Fuuko-chan, since it's your last day in here, we decided to throw you a party. Mom and I went to the Shijo lake earlier to prepare everything, will you be alright to join us?" the woman asked Fuuko cheerfully.

Fuuko gasped. "Wha? Really?"

"Yes, dear." Katsuo answered her. "And then maybe we can do fishing just like the last time?" he grinned.

"Oh, I would be honored to have a fishing challenge with you, Shimuzu-sama," Fuuko teased heartily making everyone in the room laugh. Even the kids who don't have any clue of what they talked about joined them in the laughing.

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Raiha just arrived in the bridal shop and saw Yanagi frantically looking for something. The lady stopped in front of him to give him a quick note. "Raiha-san, Fuuko's on a private fitting room. Go to that hallway and on the right you will see an entrance, that's the room," she said without breathing and immediately ran away.

Raiha sweatdropped but followed Yanagi's instructions nonetheless. He carried himself to the hallway and turned right. There was an entrance indeed. But he heard some shouting from the inside. With enough curiosity, he discreetly gathered his feet towards the entrance. He peeked inside, widening his eyes as he saw the commotion running at his view.

"You never come back! I waited for you, Tokiya. I thought you will come after me and tell me you're sorry and that you want us back together. Did you fight for me? Did you fight for your love, for my love? For OUR love? Don't tell me I don't have the right, Tokiya. I have all the right to judge you more than anyone else," she snarled back at him, completely vanishing the feeling to fight the tears back.

"I did. I came after you, Fuuko," he cut her striking words. If she continued, he would die at the pain that every word delivered. Eyeing her with a tearful expression, he whispered, "I went to the States and searched for you. To tell you that I regret everything, that I was foolish to let you go. But it was too late. He was there, and you have him already. And you think I never tried? How could you judge me as though you're the only one who felt pain? I was hurt the same way you did…and thus you don't have the right to accuse me…"

Raiha saw Tokiya kissed Fuuko in a very gentle way. As much as he wanted to go there and smack the iceblock's face like what the real boyfriends do, a part of him was restraining him to do anything destructive towards the silver-head.

His fist clenched tightly that his hand already looked dead with the cease of blood supply. Not bearing all of it anymore, Raiha took off before anyone of them noticed his arrival.

Yes, he did come after you, Fuuko. I know, because I saw him.

"Hey, are you alright, Raiha-san?" Neon sliced his line of thoughts. They were on a cafeteria just beside the mall they went to earlier.

"Oh hey. I'm fine, I'm just a little bit tired right now," he smiled nervously and faked a yawn.

"Uhuh?" Neon shook her head slowly. "You're not fooling anyone, Raiha-san. We had been together long enough for me to tell if you're lying or not," she placed her cup down and looked intently at the man's navy blue eyes.

Raiha sighed. It's true. They have been friends for a long time now, there's no need to keep a secret from her. And he knew Neon will just bug him forever if he wouldn't tell. But, he can still change the topic, cant he?

"Before that, I just want to know why you acted as though we don't know each other when we met on the mall last Monday. That day when Kaiya got lost," he wondered.

"Oh that. Well, I was tired and exhausted that time so I didn't really bother greeting you or something. Honestly, I barely noticed it was you when I took Kaiya from your arms. All I thought about was my baby, I practically forgot everyone else. Realization struck me after you and Fuuko bade goodbye," Neon explained and giggled. "And besides, your hair wasn't that long when I last saw you," she added beamish.

Raiha smoothened his hair and grinned back at Neon. "Fuuko loves it long,"

"Haha. I noticed she likes longhaired guys. Look at Tokiya," Neon chuckled carelessly; missing the flash of jealousy glinted from Raiha's orbs.

"By the way, you wanna know what happened to Kurei?" He asked casually, getting his coffee from the table. As much as possible he doesn't want to hear Tokiya's name or talk about him. It's just making him all gloomy and possessive with his major legal property, and that's his girl.

Neon paused from her chuckle and suddenly found the window amusing to stare at. Not meeting Raiha's stare, she sipped her mildly warm coffee and took another sip. "Well, how is he?"

"He got married last year. After a million attempts to forget you, he finally decided to settle down," Raiha put his cup and told Neon the news.

"I see. Who's the lucky girl?"

"A country girl named Kurenai," was his curt reply.

"I see. I'm happy for him then," Neon finally finished her cup and started digging the fork on her sliced cake.

"Really? I wanna know why you didn't see him when you got divorced?" Raiha inquired genuinely.

Neon stamped her fork on the cake carelessly as she answered him softly, "When I tried seeing him, I was bombed by the news that he was already dating the Kurenai girl for a year. So I thought I shouldn't bother him anymore, my arrival will just bring their relationship to annihilation. And besides, Kurenai seemed to be a good girlfriend for him. I met her myself while pretending that I'm just Kurei's long time friend. I believe she's even better in cooking than I do," she gave him a fake smile.

"I see." Raiha mixed his cup pensively, realizing the similarity of Neon's story to what happened between him and Tokiya five years ago. Almost the exact thing, when Tokiya met him on Fuuko's apartment before Fuuko arrived home.

The difference was, he and Fuuko were not going out that time. It was the time when he was just one of Fuuko's suitors. And you know what he did? He made Tokiya's life miserable…

TBC… (It's not 'the end' anymore)

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A/N: Oh goodie! I finished it already? Well well well, at last I'm done with this. This chapter is pretty lame but it's needed for the plot. Is it boring? Gah, I think it really is. Seeing your faces like that…I know why it's boring alright…because Tokiya wasn't here…and there wasn't any tofuu mush. But are you going to kill this pretty author for that? BWAhahahahahaha….!!!!

Next would be the Raiha and Tokiya interaction Flashback! Stay tune peepz! Let's have a real action in the next chapter!

My sister and I are gonna go the to movie house and watch a movie (hehe kidding, were just watching it in youtube coz we dont have money -snort-) so as usual, I didn't bother scanning this and reviewing this again since im too lazy to do so…if there are errors, please do correct me…but if its too minor, just tell me to forget about it coz it's the plot that matters anyway. HARHAR!

AND ACKNOWLEDGEMENT:

Wija-chan: OH my goodness! Thanks for correcting me...I'm soo embarrassed!! Stop laughing now, or I'll strangle you to death!!-pouts-

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