I am so sorry for not updating! (is doing a million dogezas!) I have been doing group projects for a lot of my subjects at school and it takes up most of my time! Bah! I hate that!

Underneath a fluffy roll on a bed, the human-sized cocoon wriggled itself, bending itself to get out of its shell. Twisting its body, the cocoon soon is torn apart, revealing a small girl rather than a creature with wings. Her wings only appear at the crack of dawn—at night.

Her ears are still intact, twitching to hear any sounds. All it hears are the whooshes of the wind, blowing against the window and wracking against them.

She crouches down and hugs the pillow under her, trembling as she misses the warmth she once had before. The night before was something special and she would never forget it.

Even if she desperately wanted to.

Quietly, the girl opens her eyes, only seeing black. Then, she lets out a tear when a flash enters her eyes, letting her see pictures of a tall man that seemed to have a glowing aura like Ren. She shuddered as her heart starts to beat. The man kept calling her "Mogami san" in her dreams. Why "Mogami san?" Then, it would switch to the man's point of view, as that seemed like it to her, and she would hear the girl call the man "Tsuruga san".

Tsuruga san? As in Tsuruga Ren? Why was she getting these weird dreams? Why was she even receiving these weird dreams? The voices, the images, the touch... everything felt real. Everything felt vivid to her. If anything, she felt these were the memories of Ren. But what about the point of view of the girl? Who was she? Was she who she was before she was a shinigami?

Calmly, the girl twisted and turned, hugging the blanket tightly as she hid herself deep into the darkness, letting it succumb her. But, it isn't like she would know. How could she when all she saw was darkness?

Quite rapidly, Keiko's heart ran like her life depended on it. Where is Ren? was all she was thinking. Did he feel disgusted that he kissed a blind girl? Did he feel disgusted that she said that she loved him? Did he... did he feel like he had some lolita complex for falling in love with a 16 year old girl when he was in his 30's? Probably.

Keiko sniffed the air, tasting a faint scent of her beloved victim. Was it already late that he left? She remembered him saying something about only going to work at 3 but was it already 3:00?

"A tranquil light will come your way. You just have to follow the path that has light," the shinigami mumbled, distracting herself that she was shivering still. "Or, the path that is dark might be the right path. You never know. A life with only light isn't a perfect world; only darkness isn't a perfect world either. You have to have both in order to survive."

"A life with smiles will light your way but a frown might lead you to a better direction if someone corrects you to the right path."

"Calm winds can turn into fierce ones when you aren't careful."

"And..." Keiko sighed as she huddled in the giant bed (It felt giant! Or at least, Ren seemed to feel like a giant compared to her...). "Love has its pros and cons. It is a lovely feeling but your heart aches in both ways. It aches when it feels happy and when it feels sad."

She giggled with the sound of chimes jingling. "I'm learning new things!"

Ren came back, only to find Keiko waiting for him by the door. Her blanket was hanging on her head, making her look like she was wearing a cloak but forgot to tie it so it wouldn't fall off. Laughing, he picked her up bridal-style, earning a squeal as she wrapped her arms around his neck so she wouldn't fall. Well, she tried to wrap her arms around him but ended up using more weight as she smacked the blanket in his face. She was, after all, holding both ends of the pillow with her hands.

Laughing at the soft fabric that hit his face, she blushed as she realized what just happened. "Sorry, Ren..."

"No problem."

She grinned and wrapped the blanket on them both and snuggled in his chest. Her hands were balled up as she gripped onto him and inhaled his sweet scent. Feeling relaxed, her body felt like it was going to go out like a light. Not like it could when she slept all day.

Slowly, she shivered as she felt his lips pressed on her hair. "Keiko... are you feeling better?" He sat down on the couch with her on his lap. Her heat seeped through his skin but it felt like he was having goosebumps. She was already weaving her passage to his heart before it was complete for him to go completely insane. He loved her that much.

She nodded. "Uh huh."

"Are you sure?"

Her voice got stuck in her throat, almost feeling like she was about to choke. She hid her head in his chest, feeling herself go deeper. His heartbeat ran faster, making her wonder if this was his love for her...

Wait. Didn't he still love Kyoko?

Gripping harder, Keiko bit her lips until she was in pain. She was fighting hard not to cry but you can't help but wonder. His only wish was to say that he loved his kohai but instead, he said that he-

He never did say, "I love you"... Not once.

Did he even love her?

Why is love so confusing?

Why did it hurt when you wondered if the person you love still has feelings for their previous crush?

Why was... love a complicating feeling?

WHY?

"Keiko?" asked Ren. He wondered as he looked at her teary face. He wiped her tears but she continued to cry. Why?

"Do you... *hic* still love... *hic* Kyoko?" she blurted out between her hiccups. Her fingers curled as she tried to wipe her own tears but no avail.

Soon, she gripped both of her shoulders and fell on the ground, taking the blanket with her.

"KEIKO!"

On the carpet, Keiko hid her body, wrapping the blanket around. With a couple of shocked gasps, Keiko was surprised when she felt Ren lying next to her, hugging her against him. His hands were loosely around her waist. If he was doing this, was he on the floor with her?

"Keiko," he repeated, "you will soon find out why I love Kyoko."

*Twinge!*

"But I love you too."

*Twinge*

"That doesn't mean I am two-timing you both," he chuckled.

Don't laugh! Love is a serious feeling! Don't play with my heart like Shota-

Her eyes widened. There it is again. Whose thoughts are these? They have my voice so am I voicing them for someone? But, they feel like they are my thoughts... Whose are they?

"Keiko? Please, if you are angry at me," His breath was hot against her neck. His lips were on her neck. It felt nice but how long were they going to have these small moments? He then pressed his lips against mine, "then take my soul fully."

No, I can't! I-

*Flashback*

"Hey, Tsuki! Why are you crouching down?" Keiko heard Vidka shout. He was crouching down?

She heard a few tumbles before she felt Tsuki hide behind her back.

"C'mon! Tsuki, you come here this instant! You need to take the pill so your headache will get better!"

"NEVER!" he shouted, sounding like an immature boy.

"Sheesh. Keiko, please tell Tsuki he has to take it."

Blinking, Keiko stood still before asking, "Why does he have to take a pill?" She patted Tsuki as he panted from exhaustion.

"He has a headache from sucking too much souls. When you suck a soul, you usually get a part of their memories."

"Why?"

Then, a sigh. Keiko twitched at this, fearing that her obliviousness of how shinigamis work was getting worse. I mean, how can you not know the basics?

"Keiko, have you ever heard of people saying that when you die, you leave a part of your memory behind?"

She nodded.

"Well," Vidka smiled as she patted the inexperienced girl, "that is the same with when a shinigami takes a soul. They sometimes take some of the memories too. But... you get use to it and you don't even feel it anymore. I don't get why Tsuki can't just ignore it..."

"I just can't, okay!" retorted Tsuki.

"Then stop eating all of those poor souls and leave some for me. You are going to get migraines soon from getting all of those heada-"

"I know! I KNOW!"

Keiko laughed at this. She, however, never knew she would need this knowledge in the future.

*End of Flashback*

Her lips were on fire as her eyes were turning sharp, almost like a demon's eyes. Her ear appeared, even when it wasn't even night. Her tail jingled, suddenly having bat-like bell on her tail. Quietly, her lips left his and started to devour him. His soul was soon blended with blood, as she happily took from him as he was her dessert.

Caught between surprise and the obvious, Ren just stood there as the pain took over him. He knew now that shinigamis were fearsome creatures. They would take a person's soul for food or because they had a distaste to the person. If anything, he wanted to at least stay with this girl until... he was about to die. Just until his death date.

He soon heard his blood being sucked instead of soul. This was making him more weak than he was suppose to.

When Keiko lifted her fangs away from his neck, he soon saw her transformation. Her mouth was splattered with blood along with her fangs. Her pupils were slits instead of round circles.

Soon, she came back to her normal self. Everything he just saw made it look like it was just an illusion.

"Keiko-"

"I see. So that is why you love Kyoko and me..." Slumping down, Keiko bit her lip, rocking back and forth, and finally looked at me. Her soulless eyes looked more lifeless than usual.

She continued. "If anything, you could have just told me instead of making me think that you loved a different woman!" She looked up, teary eyed but her eyes turned into... golden?.!

She cried some more. "Tsuruga san!" The rims of her eyes watered and soon, she embraced him.

My previous life was being Mogami Kyoko. I know that now. Thank you for waiting for me to remember, Tsuruga san. Or at least, thank you, Corn.

"A life with only light isn't a perfect world; only darkness isn't a perfect world either. You have to have both in order to survive."

Yeah, she wanted light to shed through the darkness she was in. She wanted to know who she was to Ren and whether he was just playing her heart. But after seeing his memories, she realized that that wasn't the case. Even when he said he still loved Kyoko, it didn't mean he loved a different girl.

No, he loved... her.

In his luxurious mansion, Lory twirled his glass as he asked for more vodka from Sebastian. He was still in thought as he took a sip, remembering how Director Shingai was laughing how Ren was protective of his sister like his previous role, Cain Heel.

Swirling it in his hand, the drink was soon gulped. Tentatively, the President vehemently thought of what the director was talking about.

"Since when does Ren have a sister?"

If things weren't bad enough, his graduate of LME, Hizuri Kuu, complained to him how a necklace of his son's disappeared.

"Oh, which one?" Lory was annoyed with this ramble over a necklace. Just buy a new one if it was bought, sheesh. "Wait, what does it matter if you lose a necklace for Kuon?"

"No, not for Ren. For my other son..."

"Since when do you have a son other than Kuon- oh wait... Do you mean Kyoko?" Why was he worried with that? She was already missing so it made no sense to worry now. And could he stop calling her "his son"? Just say daughter since she's a girl.

"No... I guess I never told you, huh? About Kuon's," he gulped, "dead twin..."

Done! And I keep wondering why the topic keeps switching back to Keiko then to Tsuki... My head must be flipping from the stress of school.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?.?.?.?

Anyway, if there is any criticism, please be light on me. I receive B's in English either because I am terrible in English or writing. Or both... But still, a lot of bad pieces are written by my classmates yet they get A's. And they are the goody-two shoes... My teachers always pick favourites, something I hate since no matter how many times better I write, the teacher keeps comparing me to the worst writer and say I should write better. What is happening to the world today?

BTW, in writing that has nothing to do with stories, I write better. Don't ask me why. I don't know either. ^.^