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"I wish I could be your fiancé," Kai kissed Amu's hand, reminiscing over his lie. He knew if he said they were friends, they would not give Amu to him; but he sighed at the suggestion of just saying she was his sister. Amu lied on his bed, deeply sleeping. She had a high fever again. He had already put a wet cloth on her forehead. His female neighbor had already changed her clothes into warm and comfortable pajamas. The pattern was simple, just a plain color of red.

He lived in a pretty average apartment. It was neither cheap nor expensive. He had a kitchen that contained an oven, a microwave, a refrigerator, counters, a kitchen sink, and a ceiling light. All the walls in his apartment were white and so were his ceilings. All his floors were either tan carpet or tan tiles. The kitchen had tan tiles.

He had a living room with a comfortable, tan couch and a television. Also a lamp was placed in one corner of the room. It had carpet.

He also had a bedroom which held the woman he loved. She slept on his red bed. A window was by his bed, causing light to shine on the pinkette. A bureau was placed on the opposite corner of the room, and a ceiling light was in front of it. It had carpet.

Lastly, he had a bathroom. It had a toilet, shower, and a sink like any other. It had tiles.

He moved to his kitchen to make some hot soup for the patient. He was silent at this task. When he was finished, he brought to his room the soup, a cup of water, and medicine.

"W-What am I doing here?" Amu sat up, all groggy.

Kutau

"It's okay," Utau smiled.

"You really are like an older sister to her," Kukai smiled at the blond.

"I have a concert to be at," She flipped her hair, putting up a wall.

"I want to watch," He pointed at himself.

"Do whatever you want," She walked out of the café, pretending not to care.

Time Skip

"Tsukiyomi-sama, you're up in five," A staff member said to the blond sitting in the corner of her dressing room.

Utau jumped off her chair gracefully and walked to the stage, stopping at the point where no one would notice her.

"Ahhh, Kukai's watching. What should I do?" She panicked, but on the outside she kept her poker face.

"Hey, Utau, calm down and breathe. You'll do great," The cause to her chaos grinned.

"Why are you back here?" Utau blushed.

"They let me in," He grinned.

"Who- Whatever, I'm not even nervous," She lied.

"Are you sure because you seem like you're beyond that?" He chuckled.

"What are you-"

"LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR THE SONG TSUKIYOMI UTAU, HOLD, THAT HASN'T BEEN SANG IN TWO YEARS!" The speaker roared throughout the microphone.

"That's your cue," He gave her his renowned thumbs up. The singer just flipped her hair and walked to the stage.

Hold – Superchick (Don't own)

Tell me that it's gonna be okay

Utau's nervousness had left her…

Tell me that you'll help me find my way

Tell me you can see

Because of Kukai's words

The light of dawn is breaking

Tell me that it's gonna be all right

Tell me that you'll help me fight this fight

Tell me that you won't leave me alone in this

Kukai grinned at his rival singing her heart out.

[chorus]

'Cause I need

I need a hand to hold

To hold me from the edge

The edge I'm sliding over slowly

The only reason why she could possibly have that much energywas…

'Cause I need I need your hand to hold

To hold me from the edge

The edge I'm sliding past

Hold on to me

For only one reason…

Tell me I can make it through this day

I don't even have the words to pray

You have been the only one who never left me

Help me find the way through all my fears

Help me see the light through all my tears

Help me see that I am not alone in this

Kukai

'Cause I need

I need a hand to hold

To hold me from the edge

The edge I'm sliding over slowly

She thrust all her emotions…

'Cause I need I need your hand to hold

To hold me from the edge

The edge I'm sliding past

Hold on to me

'Cause I need

I need a hand to hold

Into this song that showed every emotion she felt.

To hold me from the edge

The edge I'm sliding over slowly

'Cause I need I need your hand to hold

To hold me from the edge

The edge I'm sliding past

Hold on to me

Kukai knew that…

The auditorium was filled with the cheers and screams of her ignorant fans. She walked off the stage towards the grinning idiot.

"Excellent Job!" The red head gave her his renowned thumbs up yet again.

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