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A/N: Just like I said before this story is on the border line of the rating T and leans a little more towards M just to let you know.

A/N: And I'd like to give a big shout out to those who review! You guys always make me smile with all the comments, and always keep me motivated to write so thanks a bunch to everyone!

Chapter 19

Foul is fair and fair is foul

"Takuto?" Mitsuki asked again hesitantly. She watched as the shadow slowly grew through the fog.

"Guess again," A sharp voice pointed.

She already knew. It was Sheldon she saw as he walked right up to her, anger in his eyes.

"What do you want?" she asked bluntly making him take a step back in surprise.

"What do you mean?" he questioned back.

"What more do you want from me...? Every day at the mansion you made me suffer, made me cry to no avail, and it never worked. Do you know why?" She saw Sheldon slightly shake his head. "It was because of Takuto. He always made me feel better no matter what you did to me. And now guess what? He's gone." Her voice grew weaker at this revelation. "He's never coming back-" she swallowed a lump in her throat hoping her voice would come out stronger. "...He's never coming back. So I don't know what you are doing here today. If you are trying to hurt me then that's too bad because I am already so hurt, so broken, that you could not even begin to comprehend this burning stake in my heart." She was looking at the ground but had placed her fist over her heart during her speech.

"Well then what if I just killed you now? That's the worst I could do after all the hurt you sent through me." He snarled untouched be her words.

"And spare me the relief?" She asked looking up at him.

"What are you talking about, no one sane begs of death?" Mitsuki shook her head a small smile gracing her lips.

"Then call me insane." She replied.

"What happened to you?" Sheldon asked. "Weren't you the one who was always pro life...so happy, energetic, ready to live?"

"Sheldon when you are responsible for the person you loves' death nothing is the same. You can't breath right, you can't think right. The only thing that runs through your mind is...M-murder." Her legs shook beneath her making her drop to her knees. "Sheldon I killed him! I killed him because I never told him how much I loved him...how much I still love him!" Sheldon let out a gust of air.

"I didn't come here to hear you talk of you weeks travesties! I don't actually even give a fuck about you so why don't you go rot in fucking hell with him!" he asked taking a knife out of his pocket.

"Do it!" She screamed standing to her feet. "Kill me!" She opened her arms wide inviting him in.

"Fine, let's go then." He snarled grabbing her arm pulling her behind some trees. "If you promise you won't scream then I will make this nice and easy." He grinned pushing her against a tree.

"With all my heart." She replied brushing her hair from her neck tilting her head to the side as if showing him where to go.

"Hasty aren't we?" He chuckled taking a step towards her.

"Not nearly enough," she answered.

Closing her eyes swallowing the large lump in her throat, Mitsuki felt the cold slick blade press gently against her feverish skin.

"Ha ha ha." Her eyes flew open when she felt the soft pressure disappear from her skin.

"Sheldon what the hell are you doing?" Mitsuki's eyes flew to Izumi who had grabbed Sheldon's arm.

"Hey don't judge me, she asked for this!" He replied, taking a step back.

Mitsuki looked at the ground ashamedly. "Sheldon don't touch her get your ass back to the mansion." Izumi growled in a low menacing tone. Sheldon took a step of disbelief backwards then laughed once again.

"Fine then, I mean this time I was actually doing her a favor but...oh well." He smugly replied walking away.

Izumi stood by Mitsuki watching as he slowly walked away then turned back to Mitsuki whose back was to him.

"Why did you do that?" She whispered, looking at the tree.

"What?" he asked confused.

"Why did you send him away, I could be with Takuto right now." She replied lifelessly.

"Miki do you hear the words coming out of your mouth?" Izumi chuckled crossing his arms across his chest.

"Every word."

"Then tell me why are you spewing such idiotic fantasies?" he asked walking up behind her. He placed both of his hands on either side of her against the tree so she could not run away. "Why are you so troubled Miki?"

"Troubled?" she mumbled not bothered by his close proximity. "How can you say that? Was he not your best friend? Does it not bother you that you will never see him again, or was he just not that important to you?" Izumi gritted his teeth letting out a small chuckle to cover his irritation.

"What do you mean by that? Do you think it doesn't bother me that I will never see him again, that I will never get to hear his stupid thoughts...or ramble off about how much he loved you?" he paused when he felt her stiffen against him. "If so then you are wrong. I loved him as if he were my own brother but I will never see him again. And do you know why?" He leaned forward so that his chin rested on her shoulder. "Because that person, the one whom he always would tell me about. She didn't tell him how she really felt. And for that he did the dumbest thing possible. He gave his life for her-"

"You can't say that!" She screamed crashing against his arms. "I was scared and confused and I know! Okay Izumi I know that his death is my fault and I beat myself up about it every day." She would have collapsed to the ground if Izumi hadn't caught her. "I love him Izumi, even now that he's gone I know that I love him, and I always have, ever since he saved me that first time I-I...I just didn't know it...couldn't see it!" How many times had she cried over this? She had lost count.

"Miki love is a difficult thing, the boundaries, the limitations...it's a difficult line." He paused pulling her tightly into his chest. "Some times it's hard to say what you really feel and that can have the worst results." He finished.

Mitsuki knew that Izumi was not the type of person to share his feeling and what was on his mind, and it took a while but she finally realized that he was mourning. He was mourning in his own way with her.

"Izumi?" she whispered turning around wrapping her arms around him. "I know it's hard." was all she could say.

It wasn't like the time she saved Takuto telling him it was okay to cry. This was different. This time they both felt the same way, they needed each others shoulder to cry on because they were the ones who were suffering the most. Takuto meant a lot to them in two very different ways. To one he was the best friend who was always there unselfishly ready to listen, while to the other he was the rock which showed them the true meanings of love.

"I love him too..." she whispered.

Eichi stood not too far back from where Izumi had just ran to save Mitsuki. He saw a tall man with long brown hair walk past him giving him a deathly glare but he didn't look too much into it. Not wanting to intrude for the moment he waited back.

He could hear the conversation perfectly. He heard Mitsuki cry, Izumi's confessions and the last thing he wanted to hear, it was probably the truest confession he had ever heard, straight from the heart.

"I love him too." He heard Mitsuki whisper.

This time he actually understood. Before he never really believed Mitsuki when she said that she loved Takuto. He just took it as her realizing the shock of his death. That she was blinded and crazy because she had seen him dead on the ground, and her being the sweet person she was believed it was her fault and the only way she could take the blame off her shoulders was to say she loved him. It was as if she thought that was the only way for her to pay off her debt to him, as if she had one. But now he saw it...he heard it. She was in love, not with him, with Takuto.

Mitsuki didn't know it now but that cut him deep. He was a completely altered man, she didn't know how much stress and pain he had gone through, she didn't know how many nights he spent crying and grieving thinking she was gone. And at this point she most definitely did not know how much he loved her. Maybe the old Eichi would be at peace and let her love him but not this one. The new Eichi was at his wits and he was going to do anything he could to get his old Mitsuki back that loved him and him only.

Mitsuki stood in Izumi's arms as they both cried. At first it had just been her, and it surprised her when Izumi had broken down into his own disarray of sobs, but it did not bother her. It was only normal for one to have this reaction.

They both held one another tight, however there was nothing romantic between the two. They were just two people mourning the loss of a great man in their eyes.

"You know he's probably looking down at us laughing at how pathetic we are." Mitsuki said in a small voice trying to break the ice.

"...Or looking up." Izumi stuttered. Mitsuki let out a breathy chuckle, sniffling at the same time.

"I don't believe that," she tried to smile.

"Yeah...me neither." He replied holding her tighter when he felt a sob coming up his throat.

"You know Mitsuki all that stuff I said before I really didn't-"

"Mitsuki lets go home." Both Mitsuki and Izumi turned to see Eichi staring them down.

"E-Eichi what are you?"

"Mitsuki it's fine," Izumi replied giving Eichi a dark stare. "Sometimes jealousy can cloud the vision of pure thoughts." He replied slightly pushing her away.

"But Izumi where are you going to stay?" She asked concerned. Eichi had walked up to her impatiently grabbing her arm.

"I'll be fine I can find my own place." He replied with a weak smile.

"No," Mitsuki said bluntly when Eichi had pulled her. "Izumi this is non sense you will stay with me and Eichi," she smiled the best she could reaching her hand out towards him.

Izumi smiled and was about to decline before he saw a look in Eichi's eyes. It was on the borderline between wild and possessive and it was not directed towards himself.

'Please look after her.'

Takuto's soft voice whispered in Izumi's mind.

"Well I guess if you insist," he gave Eichi a condescending look which Mitsuki missed as the three began to walk back to the apartment.

The tension in the air was very blunt a blind man could even see. Izumi sat across from Eichi glaring as Mitsuki sat between the two pretending not to notice.

"So," Izumi began. "Me and Tarou were talking and we were thinking of having a memorial service for Takuto. It would be small, only family...so I guess it would only be like five people."

"T-that would be nice," Mitsuki said in a small voice. To be honest she was terrified. She remembered the time she had gone to her parents funeral, it was probably one of the most haunting memories she had ever witnessed seeing them cold and unmoving in the coffins. She already had terrifying nightmares on seeing Takuto in her arms covered in blood. How could she see him in a wooden box looking perfectly fine but knowing he would never wake up?

"Miki I know it's hard but I think it would mean a lot to-"

"Mitsuki if you don't want to then you don't have to," Eichi interrupted. "I'm sure everyone will understand if you didn't make an appearance." Eichi replied with a soft smile pretending to console with her. Mitsuki bit her lip.

"I-I don't know," It wasn't that she didn't want to, it was just that she didn't know if she could handle it emotionally.

"Miki it's not for me or anyone else...it's for Tak-kun,"

"I know," she replied. She slowly rose from the table picking up some plates.

"It's okay sweetheart I can do that," Eichi smiled. Mitsuki bit her lip then nodded. She could see Izumi was annoyed with her but for the moment she needed time to think.

"Excuse me," she said, looking away as she left the room.

Both men heard the soft click of a door close. "The fuck is your problem?" Izumi asked.

"Excuse me?" Eichi replied offensively.

"Why are you jabbing at her heart like that, can you not see she is in love with him?"

"I can and that is why I am doing everything I can to make her forget those feelings," Eichi hissed. "She has an uneasy heart and I am the only one who can control it!"

"What is she some sort of game to you?" Izumi asked irked.

"No, I love her more then anyone could know! So don't you dare come into my home and question me on that!" He roared slamming his fist on the small wooden table.

"I don't think you do! When I see you I see a weak pathetic man who monopolizes what he has, in my eyes your just a coward." Izumi sneered raising from the table.

"Don't talk to me like that," Eichi breathed angrily.

"Okay 'big man,'" he daunted leaving the room.

Eichi's glare could have set the room on fire. "You just wait," he whispered angrily. "One day she'll only see me."

"Takuto," Mitsuki whispered looking out the window of her bedroom apartment. "A thousand words couldn't bring you back." She watched the starry sky glisten against the dark backdrop. "I know it's weird but whenever I look up at the stars like this it reminds me of the time I spent with you. I don't know if you remember? It was during the thunder storm. I was really scared but you made me feel better and we raced out side and stared at the sky. If I would've known then...no wait, if I would've felt then what I felt now then I would never have let you go." She smiled.

"I guess I seem crazy all alone like this talking to someone so far away." She chuckled wiping a cold tear from her cheek. "I was always told when I was younger that I should never grieve on those that have fallen but accept their passing," her bottom lip trembled.

"I guess all the people who told me that never had someone as special as you in their lives." She watched as her hot breath created a small fog bubble on the window. "Ha ha, it's weird that all the time I look up at the stars I see patterns of you smiling back at me." She slowly trailed her finger tips along the icy window ignoring the sting it gave her.

"What do you see now Takuto?" she whispered. "Cause all I see is you...do you see me?" she whispered.

"Mitsuki?" The door flew open making her twirl with a gasp.

"Eichi..." she breathed covering her heart.

"I'm sorry honey did I scare you?" he asked walking over to her to wrap his arms around her.

"N-no," she lied awkwardly breaking free of his hold. "I was just going to bed."

"Oh me too." He smiled. Mitsuki took a step then stopped uncomfortably.

"U...um Eichi...would you mind if we slept...separately tonight?" She looked away afraid to see his reaction.

Eichi took in an unsettled breath. "You mean alone?" he asked.

"Y-yes," she answered.

"U-um sure," he gritted his teeth. "I'll take the couch." And with that he left the room.

Mitsuki sighed flopping on the bed. She new she was hurting Eichi yet again for her own selfish requests, but she needed time alone...to think.

"Good night Mitsuki," She heard Eichi call.

"Good night...Takuto," she whispered falling asleep.

Chapter End