A/N: hey, so this is just a little epilogue I wrote to hopefully wrap up any loose ends! I'm sorry it's short and pretty out of character, but I hope you still enjoy it

It never ceased to amaze Kite how time seemed to have completely changed ever since Mizar came into his life. Already five months had passed since the night when Kite brought his boyfriend into his present time, yet it simultaneously felt like so much more and so much less than that. Kite didn't know where time went when it was spent with Mizar. An afternoon alone could pass in the blink of an eye if Kite wasn't careful. But with how seamlessly Mizar had fallen into the lives of the Tenjo family, one could have sworn that he'd been with them for years. Kite had been nervous to say the least when he introduced Mizar to his father. He'd been completely surprised, then, when Dr. Faker had accepted him into the household with gusto. Mizar was even given his own room within the large home, though he preferred to share Kite's bed at night. Everyone truly made him feel at home there.

Mizar wasn't the only 'new' addition to the once quiet home, however. About a month and a half after Mizar's arrival, Dr. Faker finally had his big break in the lab. Late into an all-nighter, the doctor accidentally stumbled across a little something which turned into a big something which led to the foundation of the cure that finally saved young Hart. In a matter of weeks Hart went from his comatose state to being released from the hospital. He still lacked most of the strength that he'd once possessed, and thus needed a lot of attention, but it all worked out. Kite still had to work in the lab with his father on most days, but Mizar was perfectly happy to spend his free time tending to Hart. Dr. Faker even found the time to return home most nights. The house was suddenly lively and full and Kite couldn't have been any happier.

However, Kite knew things were a bit hard for Mizar. The fifth month since his arrival was drawing to an end when Kite fully became aware of Mizar's unhappiness. The whole family had finished eating dinner one evening, and the two teens were doing the dishes in the kitchen. Kite chatted away happily to his boyfriend, as he usually did, but out of the corner of his eye he caught the small frown perched on Mizar's soft lips.

Putting down the plate he'd been washing, Kite asked, "Hey, are you alright?" He looked Mizar up and down, but the other blond boy could be hard to read.

Mizar blinked a couple of times before he offered a nod. "Sorry, my mind was just... somewhere else," he said quietly. He pointedly didn't make eye contact with Kite.

"Well if there's something on your mind you can always talk to me about it," Kite said. He gently laid his hand onto Mizar's shoulder in what he hoped was a comforting gesture.

At the contact, the other turned to look fully at Kite. He chewed his bottom lip for a moment before just shaking his head. "I'm sorry. Really, there's nothing wrong, do not worry about it." He forced on a smile, then turned his gaze to the cup that he'd been drying and was still holding. "Would it be alright if I went to my room? I can do the dishes tomorrow..." he trailed off before leaving without an answer, only pausing to put the cup onto the counter.

Kite stood in the kitchen and watched his boyfriend retreat. He hung his head and turned back to the the dishes in the sink. He wanted to go after him, but he figured the other might want some space as well. Kite was sure that when Mizar was ready, he'd talk to him about whatever it was that was on his mind.

x-x-x

An hour later Kite went to Mizar's room. He softly rapped his knuckles against the door and then held his breath as he waited for an answer.

For a moment everything was silent, and Kite was about ready to leave, when Mizar called, "Come in."

Kite sighed with relief before opening the door. The room was dark, but through the light cast in the hallway he could make out Mizar's body lying under the blankets on his bed. Kite closed the door, completely enveloping them in darkness. He crossed the floor until he reached the plush bed. Silently, he crawled under the blankets. He felt out Mizar so that he could ease his arms around him in a loose hug, his chest pressed into the other's back. They laid that way for a while, neither saying anything. Kite was beginning to think that Mizar had fallen asleep, when finally the other broke the silence.

"I am sorry for acting this way, I guess I am just feeling somewhat nostalgic about my old home," the blond teen confessed.

It made sense. Kite should have known that Mizar would feel homesick at some point or other. "I understand, Mizar. You don't have to apologize about missing that. Just a few months ago your life was completely different, it's natural that you'd want some of that back."

Mizar squirmed around in Kite's hug, shifting until he was facing his boyfriend. "You are not mad at me?"

Kite began to rub his hands in circles over Mizar's back. In the most soothing voice he could muster, he said, "Of course not. Of course I want you to be happy here, but I know that everything happened so fast and I don't expect you to easily abandon everything you knew." Kite wasn't ever one for comforting people, so he hoped he was being supportive and not saying anything wrong.

Apparently what he said worked, however, because Mizar wrapped his own arms around Kite and buried his face into his chest. "I love you," he said, his voice muffled by the other's shirt.

"I love you, too," Kite said, a smile spreading across his face. "Just please don't be afraid to talk to me about anything that's bothering you. I only want you to be happy here." Kite placed a kiss to the top of Mizar's head.

"I am happy here, really. It is still so new, though, and I have yet to fully adjust. But thank you, Kite. I do not think that you will ever be able to know how grateful I am for everything that you have done for me," Mizar said, turning his head up so that his breath lightly danced across Kite's face as he spoke.

Kite smiled even brighter at Mizar through the darkness. "And I don't think you'll realize that I'm the one who's truly thankful," he whispered. Then Kite leaned in, letting his lips brush against Mizar's. Things would get better, Kite was sure of it. Maybe there would always be barriers in their way, maybe there could never be a true happy ever after for them, but as they laid there in each other's arms, Kite knew they would be alright. Whatever this new life threw at them, they'd get through it, together.

The red string of fate that binds two lovers together can be tangled and confusing. But that thin string is stronger than anything else in the world. It is the unbreakable force that holds soulmates together, even through seemingly impossible situations. Of course, it is not a guarantee that two fated lovers will ever even meet. Some live far far away, some pass before they were destined to meet their other half, and some are just born at the wrong point in time. But, sometimes, things fall into place to give these lovers a fighting chance. A chance to meet their true soulmate.

A/N: reviews, critiques, comments, and requests are always appreciated. thanks again for reading!