A ginormous vacation house sat on a field of flowers, which was sitting next to the cliff of a beach. A clear blue ocean slam its waves and either gave or took away the white sand. Dozens of seagulls flew over this paradise, and shining rays of the Sun was warming up on this beautiful day. It would have been the most perfect picture if two men weren't in this particular room: the living room.
Staring at the screen, Uriel laughed at Kuon suddenly. "You're kidding, right?" He burst into laughter, his stomach hurting after 10 seconds. "Is that really you?"
Kuon rolled his eyes, grabbing the remote. His big brother snatch it before him, but he helped him close the TV.
"Is there a problem if that was? The script asked for me to play a woman," blushed Kuon. "It's not like I would always play a guy."
"But... cross dressing... I didn't know that you had it in you..." trailed Uriel. His brother soon went to beat him, but he blocked his brother's punches and laughed some more. "You're centuries late before you can lay a punch on me!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes, you are."
"Not!"
"Are!"
"NOT!"
"ARE!"
"I can't believe those two are men," murmured Vera in the background. She sat with Julie and Kuu, the three sipping tea in the kitchen, which was two rooms away from the brothers, but it was close enough to see them. Well, Vidka was sipping something that looked like tea, but when Kuu drank a little of what she had, it didn't taste all that much like it. What was it then? Meh, who knows. Even Vidka had no idea what it was, as she mixed the concoction with a bunch of random herbs. They could be a herbal tea, or some suspicious liquid.
She continued to stir her tea and added milk and sugar to it. It still tasted odd, but it was fine to her. "I am surprised that Kuon took that role years ago. And you had it placed at the top of all of those DVD cases..."
Her brother shrugged. "Is there a problem with that?"
She nodded slowly. She then looked at Julie and grinned. "Oh? Julie, you already know that Uriel loves teasing his brother. Did you approve this?"
Sadly, Julie nodded. "Yes," she murmured, "what a terrible way to start my sons' birthday."
"Still, what an interesting start. I thought coming here was a wonderful idea!" she sipped softly, but soon went to adding more sugar into the teacup. "Though, I think there is a certain person that would fit into this birthday and cheer Kuon up," she whispered to them. "She just woke up yesterday."
Julie gasped sharply. "She is?" she asked. "Then tell Kuon!"
Vera shook her head. "It's a surprise. Don't tell him, 'kay?" she winked.
The family went out for dinner. It was to an opening of a restaurant was rumored to be excellent in tastes, no matter how stubborn you were.
As they drove there, Kuon was left to talk to Uriel from the backseat, as it was to kill time.
Another ten years had passed since the incident of Kyoko fell away from his world. He was already 43 years old, and he was still waiting for her to come back. He sighed as he walked to a restaurant with his family. Was he suppose to wait even more years? He wasn't even sure if he could see her before he died.
After Kyoko broke off ties as his shinigami, he was no longer in the death list from God. He was later told by Vera that humans had shinigamis so they could report to God whether or not they deserved to live. If in the beginning, shinigamis told their victims that, they would try desperately to prove them wrong, that they should live.
He acted natural the whole time, and he never once looked like he was desperate. This gave the Grim Reaper, that came that year in November, to put down his scythe. No blood was spilled that night.
It seemed like the years went by, with Uriel telling him his time as Kyoko's shinigami, and when she was his partner. It bothered him (more like angered him!) when he heard that their victims kept trying to kiss her when she was still that blind little girl, it was a relief that they all were dead. In Uriel's stomach.
Kuon shuddered at this.
"Kyoko, the moment she saw me, thought I was you," Uriel would say. "But when I told her who I was, she was kinda disappointed. Then she understood that of course I wasn't you since I didn't have any fairy wings."
Ha, that was so like Kyoko to think of that.
"You know, she always said that she didn't want me to be seen with her. It hurt me, but... I guess she didn't want you to think badly about her. I was always playing matchmaker for her, but that just embarrassed her," Uriel folded his arms at the back of his head. "Huh, she always talked about you constantly when the topic of who you were to her. When I asked her if she admired you, she thought I meant if she respected you."
"Yep, Kyoko would think that," he sighed outwardly. "And- eh? I think we're here."
He looked out and saw a small restaurant, filled with small vases of gardenias at each side of the doors. He wasn't as surprised to see its massive interior when the outside made it look like a simple restaurant. Looks can be deceiving. They were sent into a private room with dim lighting.
At their table, a woman was occupying one seat.
"Miss, I believe you're at the wrong table," he explained, as he lowered his head to talk to her. Although it was dark, he managed to catch a glimpse of those honeyed eyes she possessed. Could it be...?
"Really? Since I believe I'm at the right one." She gave him a warm smile. "I'm back."
So she was. Kuon gave a smile. "Welcome back, Kyoko."