A/N: Last chapter! Are you ready? Let's go! PLZ ENJOY ;3

That mattress was killing me.

It was just lazily laid out on the stone grey floor. Stiff and uncomfortable. I deserved it after what I'd done to ruin both Mochida, Naomi and even Ayumi's life. Mochida probably got out a few days ago, since I was the one who started the fight. I beat him up pretty bad too. I think something like a broken nose and a few bruises and cuts. Me? A black eye. The inside of my mouth started bleeding too, so I would've choked on my own blood if the officers didn't take care of me. Thank god I didn't lose any of my teeth too. Hmph, what am I doing, making it seem like I'm grateful. I'm far fucking from grateful. Not only that.

I was pretty fucking ashamed as well.

I wasn't myself. I completely wrecked that guy and I didn't even feel bad until … I saw Ayumi crying. For some reason the second before I lunged towards him, I thought Ayumi would be happy if I avenged her. That she would smile and thank me for breaking his nose and cutting his lip. What the fuck was wrong with me?! I just scarred her even more. My anger really hasn't vanished, even after therapy. That's so scary to think about. Okay, I know I'll never be that angry at Ayumi to the extent of beating her. I have nightmares about hitting girls. Even if I beat up those who are a threat to me and those I care about, I … I can't be with Ayumi this way, despite wanting her so badly. Does she still want me? Nevertheless, I am a danger to her.

There's no doubt about it.

"Kishinuma."

I got up from the mattress in a flash when I heard an officer's voice from the other side of the bars. "Yes?" I politely said. I was fed up with my aggressive self. His stack of keys jingled as he picked them up and stuck one of them inside the keyhole. The door to my cell opened.

"You're free to go. Come along," he sternly said. Huh … Not too long after Mochida, then. "… Okay," I eventually answered and stuffed my pants pockets with my hands. "You had your wallet in your belongings right? You should have money for a cab, then," the officer assumed. "Mm," I mumbled as he followed me to get my wallet. I'll have to explain all of this to Miki too. Boy, what a great day this is gonna be.

"Here he is, miss."

Did Miki come, was my first thought. How did she know about the fight, in that case? It didn't make sense. The police officer gave me one last back-pat to push me forward and left, leaving me alone to figure out who he was talking to. My breath got hitched in my throat.

Ayumi's hand glided down her knee-long skirt when her big eyes met mine. Her face looked more naked than usual, so she probably didn't wear any makeup. Her hair was let down too and it felt really weird to see her less put-together than usual. Not that I minded. I was too distracted by the shock of seeing her wait for me.

"Hi," she said. "Hi," I answered. It was really quiet as we stood in front of each other right by the exit. "Do you need a ride home?" she asked. She was scarily polite to me, even though she witnessed me beating her fiancée up. It made me feel like something else was going to happen. Something bad of course. And I'm pretty sure she's breaking it off with me. For real, this time.

"…Could you?"

Nothing was said during the ride, so I was left with many of remaining unanswered questions. What happened with Mochida? Was she okay? What was going to happen after we arrived by the apartment building? Well, the last one was actually answered, though. She joined me inside for no particular reason. "I am a little tired. Aren't you?" she had asked me. I wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible so I just went with it. I already knew that she was going to break up with me. Why?

"This is exactly what happened last time," I mumbled, sitting down on the couch. Ayumi was still walking around in my living room, but turned around to face me when I finally talked after many empty minutes of silence.

"You picked me up when I got out of custody, drove me home and dumped me right then and there," I summed up in less than 5 seconds. She sighed with her mouth closed and looked at me with furrowed eyebrows. Was this regret that I was seeing? Why would It matter anyway? "Why don't you just get it over with?" I asked, my voice breaking and gazing downwards. My elbows were leaning against my thighs and I was hovering forward. I didn't want to look at her, because that would push me over the edge. "Just dump me. Forget m—

"Yoshiki."

I jumped when I suddenly felt a pair of cold hands on my shoulders. Yeah, they were cold, but … I felt warmth. Her voice, her position. Everything just oozed everything but coldness. Her forehead gently touched mine and I could even feel her breath hit my nose and my top lip. No. Don't draw me in just to throw me away afterwards. I won't be heartbroken again. I won't!

"Marry me."

For a moment, the world stopped spinning. Just for a moment. Mochida? Yeah, what about him? She's going to marry him. Me? Why me? I don't get it! I wanted to say all of this, but … The shock got the better of me. The only thing I could do, was finally look into her eyes. I instantly saw a subtle fear in her.

"Sorry. I just had to say it, because it's what I really want," she said, smiling sadly. My heart just melted when she gently caressed my hair with both of her tiny hands. "B-But … I don't get it," I stuttered out. I really didn't. She was still engaged, wasn't she? I even let my anger issues get the better of me for the 1000th time, completely ruining my chances with her. But I guess not? I … I'm just lost.

Ayumi breathed out a saddened laugh and shook her head. "I'm pathetic, aren't I … Being in love with you for so long and still being in denial," she whispered, making my eyes widen. What was that? She noticed my reaction and broke into an angry expression. "D-Don't tell me you didn't know! I even told you I love you!" she blurted out. Her hands on my cheeks were trembling. "I-I remember!" I hastily answered, sounding ridiculous. "I just don't really get it. If you … love me, why did you … All this time you …" I couldn't even speak. A breakdown was coming soon, I could feel it.

"Yoshiki, I … You made me angry," Ayumi started, running her fingers through my hair. "I thought I had control over my feelings when I met you again, but that scent … Red Mustang," she painfully let out. I took a hold of her hands and removed them from my cheeks, holding them instead. She looked at me and whispered: "Ever since day 1, you've always been the only one for me. But when Satoshi came around, seeming like the perfect straight-A guy I felt like a relationship with him would be safer. I thought he would get my life back on track after that horrible breakup. I was feeling so guilty and sad after separating like that, so I just desperately needed someone to tell me that I wasn't a bad person. Then you came around again, tempting me do go back to the best years of my life …I know that you have a huge temper, but I also know that you'll never harm the ones who are important you."

Sweet nothings. That's what they were. Honest sweet nothings that I'd been wanting to hear for as long as I can remember. A person who truly understood me and didn't just judge me based on my bad sides. I finally understood the true meaning of love right then and there. And it made my body go numb.

"What … What about Mochida?" I asked, finally calming down. "Don't worry. I've cleaned up things … hopefully," she mumbled, chuckling. The hint of guilt in her giggling wasn't surprising. "So in other words," she continued, looking up at me with begging eyes. "This is the first time I've chosen something for myself, and myself only." "What would that choice be?" I asked, cupping her cheek. I felt tears build up in my eyes when I saw an honest smile on Ayumi's face.

"You."

I squeezed her petite body in my arms, finally releasing tears I'd been holding in for way too long. "Ayumi …! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you so much!" I hissed out, throwing away my masculinity in a heartbeat. I was willing to be weak when I was with her, because she was too good for me. Way too good for me. However, I still felt worthy of her. Ayumi laughed and buried her lips in the nape of my neck. "I love you too…" she whispered in between kisses. "Too much …" That was the one moment that really made me feel exactly like I did during my college days. Requited love, passion and intimacy. It all was in place. Now I knew for sure that it was real. That time where I thought it had ended, was just an introduction to a stronger relationship with her. So was the month worth struggle and pain worth it?

I opened my eyes ever so slightly as we embraced and felt around her cold hands. I shed even more tears when I noticed something even more relieving.

Ayumi wasn't wearing her ring.

Yes. Yes, it was worth it.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading "Red Mustang!" I've lost most of my readers, which is really sad. I can't blame anyone but myself for being away for so long. As for the next story ... I don't know. I'm currently pretty blank and I don't have any ideas for another story. Not yet, at least. I hope you won't hate me because of this and I hope I'll get some inspiration soon! UNTIL THEN ;3

SENPAI'S BOO IS OUT ;3