Yeah, I've kept you all waiting. I've been helping other people write their stories and working on my own novel. :) LOVES YOU ALL FOR BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME!

THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER! MUWAHAHAHAHAHAH!

NO NEW BOOKS RELATING TO THIS TRILOGY! MUST WORK ON MY CARLXSOLOMON AND SO FORTH!

P.S: Read my Death Note fic, it's yaoi, KiraxL, and I want you to give me advice if anything seems out of canon.

Saya embraced Hagi as she saw his face. Her lover's arms finding her tiny waist immediately as she wept into his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Hagi! Please forgive me! Don't let me go back! Please!" she cried aloud into his shoulder. Her screams of pity and repentance echoed around the room as she held her beloved chevalier tighter. He rubbed her back and solaced her as she cried. He would not allow her to feel guilty, she barely knew who she was and probably, still, had hardly any memories of her past. She had been outside of the slumber world for so long, she would have to go back soon, into hibernation. The least he could do for her was to make her feel alive and well.

"Saya," Kai entered. He didn't look too different, despite his old age, he was in shape and so forth. Julia entered also, as well as Hakumei and Getsuai along with the others.

"Where-where's David?" Saya asked.

"I'm sorry, but, he passed away not too long ago," Julia told her sadly as she checked Saya's stats. Saya was perfectly healthy, despite the heavy bags beneath her eyes. They all conversed, mainly on how Saya was feeling before they asked her about her slumber. She told them that how she realized how much she hated Carl, but also how she pitied him. She also said that should not help but feel compassion for him. Truly, he was evil, but was bleeding his one, true longing within...To be loved. Honestly, though, Saya never did answer the questions completely. She just wanted to forget all that happened, and that's when Hagi stepped in and told the others to be silent.

"Saya, we have some bad news," Julia spoke. Saya looked up at her, unwilling to hear it but she knew that she would have to. She learned that it was better to get things over with in order to move on and leave it behind.

"Y-yes?" Saya squeaked. Hagi held her shoulders softly, as if preparing to hold her.

"You were asleep for nearly three years, we don't know how much time you have left until your hibernation," Julia told her in a melancholy tone. Saya's face and eyes were dominated by tears and she was left to weep in her lover's forgotten arms. But, not even that, could solace her.

Saya laid quietly on her bed, she was finally home. She smelled the food that Kai was preparing downstairs. She knew he was making boiled eggs; her favorite dish. She smiled slightly as Hagi leaned in and kissed her cheek. She missed his languid caresses, his lips, and love. She turned to her side and cuddled with him. She missed this so much. She could not count the times that she held Carl like this and she wanted to kill herself afterwards. Carl's body was indeed handsome, but to her it felt like frozen tips of broken glass. It was awful. However, when she held Hagi like this, he was warm and it felt like thousands of warm ribbons her enevloping her into his perfect gift. She loved the feeling so, she would hate having to sleep for thirty years.

But...What would happen in thirty years? If Hagi gave her his blood when she awoke, would she be prone to Carl's fantasies again. YES! She would, she couldn't handle that. She wanted to be with Hagi, even if it meant that she couldn't remember him. She needed him and she would not forsake him when she stood awake.

"H-Hagi," she whispered softly in her ear.

"I-I want you to promise me something," she said.

"What is your wish?" he asked.

"I-I can't tell you yet, w-when the time is right," with that she shed a single tear.

Dinner was wonderful that evening. Truly, the laughter and memories flooded into Saya's mind and drowned the liquid sorrow. It was diluted but it was so apparent, like that shadows outside the window. She giggled softly as Kai did an impression of George, whom she did remember somewhat, especially his jokes. They all shared their memories, bringing forth pieces of a puzzle for Saya to put together. The window that was once broken and blocked nothing was now back together and kept the darkness outside where it belonged as the light flooded in. It was almost like a dream, and Saya would soon know, what it was like to dream again.

For that evening, Saya could not stop thinking of the Otanashi tomb. She couldn't stop thinking of the ocean that surrounded and it melodic lullabies that hummed the roused dead to sleep. How could she love something she so hated? That tomb would conceal her for thirty years, she'd be in the shadows and almost nonexistent to the world. What could she do? She couldn't run from it, at all, and as if she were asleep she nearly fainted into exhaustion. She knew this feeling, this tiredness. It was nearly time, she'd have to enter her slumber within a few short hours.

She rose from her bed and slipped off her clothes until she was naked, exposing the thin but toned flesh. She made way to her closet and pulled out a bikini. It wasn't that revealing and covered her decently, unlike the slutty ones she remembered seeing Mao wear all those years ago. She didn't know why, but she wanted to swim in that ocean, to swim in that lullaby that would heal her so. It was damaging, yet it solaced her, that peaceful song being her only companion while she slept.

With the bikini finally on she slipped on a light dress.

"Saya," her loyal chevalier spoke.

"I want to go swimming," she told him.

"As you wish," he spoke.

"With you, do you have any trunks?" she turned to him. He shook his head.

"I am perfectly fine with swimming in my pants," he told her, almost embarrassed, but he had to answer his mistress.

"Okay," she smiled. This was a true smile, like she gave earlier that evening. But this one held a sad truth. Nonetheless, Hagi dare not mention it to his mistress, for she knew and he knew that she did not want to be reminded of whatever was troubling her. They left through the window, Hagi carried Saya on her back as he jumped from building top to building top until they finally reached the beach. Saya slowly removed her dress before stepping into the lukewarm ocean. Hagi joined her at her accord, almost playfully, they swam. Saya's giggles and Hagi's soft laughs, which he only exposed to his mistress, were incessant. They continued as they feel onto the beach, the ocean brushing up against their ankles. Hagi, accidentally landed on top of his mistress, she pulled him closer.

"Hagi," she whispered in his ear, "Make love to me, right here, please?"

Hagi's eyes scanned the area before they continued, alone and under the stars, they made love. Their naked forms nearly glowing as the ocean and moonlight bathed over them. Reaching their climaxes they collapsed into each other. Saya smiled up at her lover, it was done. Hagi dressed after helping Saya dress in the clothes she arrived in. Such innocence was broken, than why did it not stab him so?

"Hagi, take me to the tomb," she told him as she fell into his arms.

"It's time, isn't it?" he asked stoically.

"Yes. It is the only place I can tell you what I desire," thus he took her to the place where it all began.

"Hagi..." Saya whispered as they neared the top of the stairs. Her eyes heavy with exhaustion and sorrowful reprieval. She held a finger to his lips and smiled subtly. The shadows caressed her face beautifully, accentuating the trite loveliness in her sorrowful expression.

"Take me to the place where I will sleep. Let me wake to never recall such pain again..." Hagi nodded his head though he knew what Saya meant. For Saya would never know pain again. As he carried her, to the chilly fortification her mind would rest in, he wondered if she would be able to dream anymore. If she did, maybe she would remember their love one last time before awakening. He stood there as she feel asleep, a tear running down his cheek.

For he was told never to give her his blood again.

"Nankurunaisah," he whispered to himself, forever bound to the blood of his sacrifice.

For thirty years she slept, for thirty years he waited. He never left that tomb, his body grew weak from the lack of blood. He watched as his mistress's memory slowly faded away; her lovely face sometimes shined through the cocoon. Sometimes her eyes opened but closed so quickly, sometimes Kai and the family would visit. He would hide, it was his way of telling others that when Saya sleeps, he socailizes with no one.

Sometimes Kai would talk to him, even though he couldn't see him, and so forth. Kai died, the twins lived on and visited often. Julia died, Joel died, Louis died; everyone human family died. Time passed, the sky darkened and yet it would be so bright to Saya. For she would not remember it. Hagi was driven into insanity, rimming over the edge as he fought against himself. He tried to fight the will of his mistress, but he could not disobey her. He would not allow her pain. And she was the last thing he saw, before he gave it all up, and fell asleep for the first time in so long. Would he ever awake again?

Finally, his eyes opened and that day came. But, he could not move, he could not speak. His body possessed by something else, and no matter how much he fought to gain control he could not. He had lost it all and he left with his sanity. He watched as Saya tore from her cocoon, her fragile body starving. Nonetheless, whatever was controlling him would not give her blood. She needed it! He needed her to save him so he could save her! BY GOD HAD HE GONE INSANE?!

"Who-Who are you?" Saya asked. She stared at the tall man before her without blinking. As if he was the only thing with her while she lied still on the cold stone ground. Her throat quenched and stomach aching. A long black river of tresses flowing from her head. She reached her hand upward to touch the man and he grabbed her hand. He knelt before her and kissed her forehead.

"My name is Hagi. But you can call me Carl," he said as sadistic grin narrowed at the edges of his lips.

"Carl?" she asked, "That's a nice name."

Thus, Hagi was ended and as was his mistress's pain before he watched as she was killed by his own hand. He forced his blood down her throat once more, she writhed in pain as the memories flooded in. He hurt Hakumei and Getsuai, taking their blood on a dagger and using it to kill Saya. The demon left his body, Carl! It didn't matter how, and he held her crystallizing body in his arms. She could not return from the broken shards, the innocent glass. Finally, left with his own guilt, he took his own life with the poisonous blood left on the blade. Finally, now, they were together.

I know it's confusing, but, the next small series will explain it. Hell, I'll explain it now

Saya was entering her hibernation and her mind was from her body at the time. Thus, Carl needed to send her back in order to save her life. If he didn't, Saya would die, or worse for him, be unable to recall her memories and would no longer have the mind to be pulled in Carl's world. Thus, she would need Hagi's blood. Carl used Saya's blood within Hagi to control him to kill Saya while he forcefully gave her her memories back, in order to keep her with him. It was his plan, he did not have a physical form, and once realizing that Saya couldn't come back he went to Hagi in order to make it so. Thus, Saya's mind would be alive and her body would be destroyed without her mind being damaged.

Hagi killed himself in the end, be he did not win yet. :)