A/n: Thank you for the reviews. And as requested by Major Mike Powell III and Chiyo And Osaka Fan here the next chapter. But first, sry don't hurt me please, I'm going to respond to everyones comments.

TruePrime: thank you for several story title suggestions. I like a few of them but I'm still undecided.

Redline57: Thank you. I have seen this in my head for a while now. Listening to the song on the radio/iPod I automatically think of this couple. No matter what and as the song goes on I see the story in my head.

Major Mike Powell III: Here is the update as you ordered. I hope this chapter will meet your standards sir. But sadly this is not a democracy and I will decide the title of my story.

Chiyo And Osaka Fan: Thank you. I'm still undecided, sadly, though. I want to have a good name for my next story.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN STRAWBERRY PANIC

Heres the epilogue, which is still in Tamao's POV and whatever I don't explain is left up to your imagination

The next morning

I wake up in a mess off sheets and in someones arms. I open my eyes and see a nude Nasiga in front of me. Whoa. Last night was real. I thought it was a really good dream. Or maybe I'm still dreaming. Only one way to find out. "Nasiga-chan, its time to get up." I hear her mumble something "What was that?"

"I don't wanna. I don't want this to end"

"What to end?"

"This moment"

"Why?"

"Because I'm worried that I will you will leave me and I will have to go back to the whore"

"The whore?"

"You call her the bitch" Oh the whore is the bitch. Makes sense now.

"If shes a whore then why were you with her?"

"Cuz it mad you happy"

"What"

"I was only with her because I noticed that you were happy when I talked about her and I."

"I was happy because I thought you were happy"

"I know that now"

"Nagisa-chan am I dreaming"

"No if you were we would see the whore being killed by Nazi zombies (A/n: Thats for you Major Mike Powell III)"

"Nazi zombies?"

"Nazi zombies are awesome"

"Whatever you say"

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Maybe..."

"I can sleep in my bed tonight" I pout slightly

"I was just teasing"

"I know. Its one of the several reasons I love you"

"I love you too"

meanwhile the bitch is checking her voicemail (The bitch's POV)

Nagisa why did you. You said that you loved me yesterday and then you you broke it off. Why Nagisa why. I fall to my knees and start crying

7 years later(Tamao's POV)

I hold her hand as she guides me up the steps. "Where are we going."

"Well its a surprise"

"Can you give me a hint"

"Its somewhere you know." Even with the blindfold on I could tell she had a smug grin

"Whats with the smug grin"

"You know me to well." She sighs "But ill tell you later." I hear a door open and she leads me through the doorway

"Are we in our apartment"

"Maybe now stand here"

"Okay"

"Now take off the blindfold" I take off the blindfold and see a cake.

"A cake. Really?" I start to turn to face her

"read the cake first" I didnt notice the writing. It says Tamao, will you marry me.

"Nagisa..." I turn to face her and see thats shes down on one knee.

"I've been wanting to do this for a while now but I didnt know how." I look in her hand and see a ringbox.

"Nagisa" I say with love

"Tamao, love, will you marry me?"

"Anyday" She takes the ring out and puts it on my finger

"I love you"

"I love you too" I say before she kisses me. She breaks from the kiss to early and I pout

"I forgot. This is my red ribbon to you." The ribbon. The symbol of my love for her.

"Nagisa... I don't know what to say."

"Well you already said yes so there isnt much left to say but would you like a piece of cake dear."

"did you make it"

"Oh course I did. I own my own bakery"

"Then I guess I will"

A/n There we go. Finished. This story is done. They are getting married. But I have a surprise for all of you. I'm giving you all a sneak peak into my next story. XD

The door opens and the face I see is one that I haven't seen in a while. The face that I fell in love with all those years ago, the face that I still love. "Nagisa" I whisper and she looks at me as if she heard me, her expression slightly shocked. She drops to one knee and I rush over to help her, not thinking about where we're at. I see her grin slightly before she slips one arm under my knees and the other around my shoulder and picks me up.

When she is standing she says "Sorry ladies, but tonight I'm only going to have one person in my audience. And that lucky girl is in my arms right now."

A/n: There you go. A sneak peak. Tell me what you think