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As You Wish, Ojou-sama
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~Epilogue~
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Kahoko sighed happily as she leaned onto the one man she had always wanted to be with. The said man relaxed his shoulder as he let her take a short nap. Their trip was going to take a while.
Len watched his former Mistress watch the clouds outside as they sat in their first class seats in the airplane. The plane... yes, they were finally going somewhere together, to a place where no one knew about their past, to a place where no one could judge them...
They were finally free to be together.
Getting Shuuri to let her grip on Kahoko go had been their main problem from the start, but she had surprisingly agreed without much of a fight. Well, somebody who was outnumbered as she was wouldn't have any other choice but to concede.
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"Grandfather gave his approval, I'm leaving. I'm going to be with Len." Kahoko said with confidence, as she entered her parents' room.
Shuuri and her husband had been shocked when Kahoko had said that, especially Shuuri. She had known that her father was coming, she had expected that the old man will take Kahoko somewhere far and properly educate her of what her future holds. She definitely did not expect him to agree with this! Her daughter going off with...
"I am not agreeing to this!" Shuuri said angrily.
Just as she said that, Kahoko's grandfather had entered the room. Shuuri bit her lower lip upon seeing her father. Her father eyed her in a strict manner, "Did I just hear right? I have given my approval. It takes courage to actually disregard my decision."
"Father! You can't just allow Kahoko to leave with Len."
"What's holding me back from doing that? They're almost adults, Kahoko is already 24. I set you free when you were barely 20."
"She's not mature enough to handle herself!"
"I can take care of myself, Mother!" Kahoko interrupted.
"Let her go,"
Everyone looked at Kahoko's father, who was silent the whole time from where he sat on his side of the bed. He shrugged upon seeing his wife glare at him because of his statement. "I've watched the kids grow up together. Len is trained in a variety of area. If you're worried about Kahoko's health, Len already has a medical degree. If you're worried that Kahoko will get kidnapped, he already achieved black belt."
"How about the engagement of Mori and Len?" Shuuri pressed.
"I've already talked it over with both parties."
"How can you even be sure about Mori? She's in a coma!"
"The lad is in love with our Kahoko. That's all that matters, and it seems like Mori-san has left a letter saying that she was fine if Len chooses to be with Kahoko."
Shuuri's eyes widen. She had not expect that at all.
"Any more excuses Shuuri?" Her father asked.
"How could you change the tradition like this, Father?"
Her father looked at his granddaughter with easy eyes, then to his own daughter, "Sometimes, we need change to occur within our family, change isn't always wrong. It will just make us even stronger."
Shuuri looked away at her father's statement.
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Of course there was nothing more Shuuri could've added. Instead of saying anything more, she had left the room.
"What are we going to do from here on?" Kahoko asked softly as she felt Len brushing her bangs away from her eyes.
"Anything." Len said shortly.
Kahoko frowned as she craned her neck around to see Len's expression. She was shock to the point immobility when she saw his face. He saw actually smiling freely as he looked down at her.
Kahoko couldn't help but blush. She immediately averted her eyes.
"You've always wanted to show off your talent, didn't you?" Len said, "The destination we're heading to, I've performed there a lot. They would be glad if I perform there again, along with an accompanist."
Kahoko frowned again when Len mentioned an accompanist. "Mori-san..."
Without her realizing it, Len got a hold on her hand. Kahoko looked at him once again, he had a soft expression on his face. "Mori will be fine."
"I know she will. Ryou told me that they're taking her to the States, it was said that they could get the tumors out of her, but the problem is... when will she wake up?"
"She's been through a lot, when she's ready physically and mentally, she will wake up." Len said gently.
Kahoko squeezed Len's hand, "She loves you."
Len closed his eyes when Kahoko said that. "I know."
"Will she ever forgive me? I really like her, and I don't want to know that she hates me..."
Len shook his head, his golden eyes were sad as he opened them. "Mori is a fine lady, she's very selfless. No matter how much she tries to be selfish, she always end up being selfless. She won't hate you. Instead, I'm sure she's wishing for our happiness."
Kahoko finally nodded in agreement, the wrinkle between her eyebrows disappeared. Len was right. Base on how she had come to know Mori, she was really pure and kind.
"We'll be happy, right?" Kahoko said, leaning her head back onto his shoulder again.
"I promise I'd take care of you."
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=A year and a half later=
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"Tsuchiura!"
A familiar dark-green-haired adult glanced up from the bench he was sitting on as someone called his name.
"Hey captain, we're ready for the next set of workouts." The person who approached him, who was actually his co-captain, spoke.
Ryoutarou dumped a half-filled bottled of water over his face as he tried to cool his heated skin. "The usual workout will do, tomorrow's a weekend, don't tire them too much."
His co-captain nodded, trying to suppress a smile at the light workout. It was rare for their captain to give that opportunity. "Are you going to join us?"
Ryoutarou shook his head, "Sorry, I have to leave early. She's waiting."
The co-captain nodded understandingly. "Give her my regards."
"I will," Ryoutarou chuckled.
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Ryoutarou took a deep breath as he stood in front of a familiar white door. He gathered all he had inside of him and opened the door with a cheerful smile. "Hey Mori, I'm here." He said brightly as he walked into the room.
He tossed his varsity bag onto the nearby couch and walked towards the windows. "The nurses forgot to open the curtains again didn't they," He sighed, opening them himself. He closed his eyes at the sudden brightness which enveloped the room.
"You should come and see the view Mori," Ryoutarou said as he turned around.
He sat on his usual chair, which was just beside Mori bed. He suppressed a sigh at the silent response he received. He looked at the familiar sight in front of him. Nothing seemed to have changed at all.
The woman he had loved for the longest of time still lay still on her bed. Even though she looked like a statue, laying there so peaceful, it was obvious that her time was flowing. Her mid long hair had grown much longer. He had insisted that it remained that way except for the occasional trimming.
Ryoutarou reached under the blanket and felt her cold hand. He held it with both of his hands, rubbing it gently as he watched her in her seemingly peaceful slumber.
"I miss you," He murmured. "It's been a long time since we returned to Japan from the States. When will you wake up? I miss your emerald eyes, I miss your smile, and I miss you playing the piano."
He closed his eyes tightly as he let his words sink into the silent room. After a few seconds, he opened them again and this time, his face was filled with his earlier cheerfulness.
"It's hard being a captain you know." He said, "But I'm quite confident that we will be able to make it to the Nationals. Remember Junosuke? He's my co-captain, I told you about him right? He sends his regards." He leaned back on his chair, "I can't stop telling you how great it feels to be back on the field. It's just been six months since I joined the team, I know you're proud of me, since I became the captain in such a short time."
"Tsukimori and Kahoko also send their regards. They're enjoying their stay in Europe now after their stay in Malaysia. Kahoko got into trouble from time to time." Ryoutarou chuckled remembering the story Kahoko had told him during one of their long distance phone call conversations.
Kahoko had called him complaining about the weird names of the food she and Len had, telling him that meat should just be called meat and no other variation. She had voiced that out to the owner of the restaurant they were in, and for some reason, Len started to shut her up and apologized deeply to the owner in a language she couldn't understand.
Ryoutarou chuckled again as he recalled. Kahoko was still new to the world, at least Len was by her side taking care of her.
"You should really wake up now," Ryoutarou sighed, stroking the back of Mori's hand with his thumb. "You still haven't opened the letter Tsukimori sent for you when you were first confined. I bet it's getting yellowish in that drawer of yours." He said, eyeing the said drawer.
He stood up, finally deciding that this visit was enough for the day. As he stood up, he found himself suddenly stroking her face gently, brushing away a few strands off her smooth cheek. "You know that I love you, right?" He said softly, unconsciously leaning down. "You know that I'm patiently waiting for you, right?"
He flinched when he realized that he had brought his face so close to hers. It had always been like this. Every time he wanted to get his feelings through to her, he would unconsciously lean close to her. Her dominant lips seemed to invite him in.
He straightened up and brought his hand to his face.
If only this was a fairy tale, things would definitely end differently... Haven't you sacrificed enough Mori?
This time, he could no longer help himself, he leaned down in one swift move and he touched her soft lips with his. It was just a quick peck on the lips, but he made sure to pour his heart's frustration in it.
When he straightened up again, he watched her, hoping that something will change. But when seconds passed by, he just chuckled as he shook his head, "Of course, why would you wake up? It's not like I'm the prince you have been yearning for."
Ryoutarou felt the stab in his heart again. It had been a while since he felt that stab. He only felt it when reality came to hit him. Every time he came to realize that Mori's heart had only belonged to Tsukimori Len.
With a heavy heart, Ryoutarou stoke her cheek one last time before he gathered his things and left, briefly greeting the nurses who entered Mori's room to give her the daily therapy for her body to prevent her limbs from numbing.
"Onii-chan!"
Ryoutarou was pulled out of his reverie when he suddenly felt like a hard rock collided with his leg. He looked down and saw a familiar little boy hugging his right leg as he looked up at him.
"It's you again." Ryoutarou chuckled.
"Did you see onee-chan again? How is she? Is she awake?"
Ryoutarou reached down and shook his head, "No, she's still sleeping. How's your mother?" Because of his frequent visits in the hospital, Ryoutarou had accidentally made a friend out of this little boy. They were in the same situation a year ago. His mother had been in a coma, but after four months, she had woken up. She was receiving constant therapy at the moment.
The little boy smiled as his eyes sparkled with glee, "Mommy can go home tomorrow, that's what they said."
"That's great news." Ryoutarou smiled.
But despite his smile, the eyebrows of the little boy bunched up in the center. He placed his tiny hand on one side of Ryoutarou's face. "Don't look so sad onii-chan. I'm sure she'll wake up just how Mommy woke up."
Ryoutarou choked on nothing at the little boy's words. He could only smile softly and nod.
"And when she wakes up, I'm sure that the big people wearing white will help her walk and talk again like how they're doing with Mommy. Right now, she can say a long sentence without difficulty!" The child said happily.
Ryoutarou reached his hand out and ruffled the hair of the little boy as he stood up, "Thanks kiddo."
"Bye bye onii-chan." The child said, waving as Ryoutarou continued to walk outside the hospital.
Ryoutarou smiled again, thinking about the child's innocence. Really, a child will always have a pure heart that will lift any negativity present in a person.
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Ryoutarou had been so immersed in his thoughts as he walked out of the hospital, that it had taken him a few moments before he realized that someone was actually calling him. He turned around seeing a nurse calling him.
"Sir," The nurse gasped, taking a few breaths since she had obviously ran to keep up with him.
"Hmn?" Ryoutarou asked, curious as to what might be going on.
"You... you forgot..." The nurse let out, still trying to catch her breath.
"Did I forget something?" Ryoutarou wondered out loud, he looked beside him and realized that he had forgotten his bag when he bent down and talked to the kid. "Damn, sorry." Ryoutarou immediately apologized.
"It's okay," The nurse said, finally catching her breath.
"But you didn't have to be in so much hurry, I come here—"
"No." The nurse sighed frustratedly as she slapped her palm onto her forehead. "No, I'm so sorry. I can't think straight, it's just that. It's just that." She looked at him, tongue-tied.
Ryoutarou didn't want to sigh in front of the nurse, because he knew it was rude, but he wasn't in the mood. He was used to this, because he appeared a lot on TV and such, an endorser for sportswear, a talented pianist and whatever, so there were a lot of fans who would step in front of him. A friend of his described the people who come up to him tongue-tied, to have been mesmerized by him.
"I'm sorry, I have to get going." Ryoutarou said politely.
"Sir!" The nurse called as Ryoutarou turned around.
Ryoutarou continued walking, he didn't bother to stop. He wasn't in the mood at all, every time Mori doesn't wake up, he just gets upset. He always head straight to a public basketball court and shoot his frustrations into the hoops.
"Onii-chan! She's awake!"
Ryoutarou turned around and saw the little boy beside the nurse, looking at him with a bright expression on his face.
"Onee-chan is awake!" The little boy shouted when Ryoutarou didn't respond.
Ryoutarou still stood his ground, watching the boy with unfathomable eyes. No one could tell what it was, he was really thinking.
"Onii-chan!"
As if he was able to finally snap into it, Ryoutarou immediately dashed back into the hospital, not bothering to spare a glance back at the two whom he left behind.
As he ran, his mind was running wild with thoughts of her. What if it was just a joke? What if they just saw it wrong? It couldn't be. Did his childish action really work on her?
As he reached her room, he saw the the door was slightly ajar. He took another deep breath, as if it was just like any other day when he comes to visit her. He closed his eyes, hoping, praying, wishing... He was about to hold onto the door knob when he suddenly heard a groan. It wasn't a groan of pain... It was of frustration...
Ryoutarou immediately entered the room.
There, surrounded by two nurses and a doctor, she was sitting up, her emerald eyes clearly visible. He felt himself freeze on the spot when those familiar emerald eyes met his. Instead of a smile, she had a visible frown on her face. Her eyes already teary as if she wanted to cry.
Ryoutarou turned to the doctor, "What's wrong?" He asked, his tone almost demanding.
"She can't speak well nor move the parts of her body the way she wants. She's been asleep for a long time, it will take a while to get her coordination back." The doctor said, he had a bright smile on his face, "The great news here is that she finally woke up."
Ryoutarou nodded, clearly agreeing with the doctor.
"Well then," The doctor said. With the tone of his voice, the nurses immediately understood and left the room. "We'll leave you two alone together. There must be a lot you have to say to her, but I should warn you that she's easily frustrated."
Ryoutarou could only nod mechanically. Quite eager to finally talk to Mori...
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"Oh my god."
Len immediately stopped playing upon hearing his fiancée say that statement, and the fact that she had dropped her phone and still hasn't bothered picking it up. In a split second, he was immediately by her side, worried.
"Kaho," He said, seeing her shocked expression, "What's wrong?"
Kahoko blinked her eyes, slowly looking at Len right in the eyes, "She's awake."
Len was equally shocked as Kahoko. Several things entered his mind all at once. "She's awake," He repeated, as if he couldn't believe it at all. "Are you sure?" He asked, his eyes narrowing. She's not pulling his leg, was she?
Kahoko shook her head vigorously, "M-Misa-san called. She said that Mori's father called her... saying that the hospital called him... saying that she's already awake."
"That's great news!" Len immediately said, shaking Kahoko's shoulder. It seems like the news finally sunk into his head. But he stopped when he realized that his fiancée wasn't as thrilled or happy as he upon hearing the good news.
"Kahoko," Len said in a deep tone, the kind of tone he'd use when he's about to lecture her. After all, he knew what was exactly running inside the mind of the transparent scarlet-haired lady.
"Will she... Will she ask for you?" Kahoko asked, looking at Len as if she was scared.
"Ask for me?" Len asked.
"You want to see her...don't you?"
Len was about to answer immediately, when he caught his tongue. He studied Kahoko's face carefully. She looked like a scared animal that suddenly lost its way... She was still insecure even after being with him for a year...
"I won't." Len sighed out. "Tsuchiura is already by her side, I guess that's already a lot."
"Len," Kahoko suddenly said in a hard voice, "I'm not stupid."
"I didn't say you are." Len said, his voice equally hard, "We've already discussed this matter about Mori, just put everything in the past, please?"
Kahoko stood still as Len bent down to pick up the phone which she had accidentally dropped.
When Len straightened up, he curled Kahoko's hand into the phone. After that, his hands still stayed on hers, his eyes softened. "I won't go, okay? I'll stay here, with you. So don't worry too much."
Kahoko studied Len's face. He was talking to her earnestly. He was sincere about staying with her. Fighting the urge to go see his treasure childhood friend... Kahoko smiled a small grateful smile at him, "Thank you Len."
"I love you." He smiled.
"I love you too."
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Ryoutarou and Mori had been sitting in the room in silence.
He had imagined this scene for quite a while... the moment when she would finally open her eyes. But for some reason, everything he wanted to tell her, everything he wanted to confess to her, nothing came out of his mouth at all.
All they could do was watch each other.
"Long..."
Ryoutarou broke out of his trance of watching her when she suddenly spoke a word. "Sorry?"
Mori's eyebrows crunch as she tried to speak again, but only a slight moan came out of her lips. She closed her eyes. Ryoutarou knew that she was feeling frustrated, but wasn't too sure about it, because this was the first time he saw her make an expression like that.
"It's okay," Ryoutarou said, trying to soothe her, "You don't have to say anything yet. Let's start with something else." He stood up and walked to the other side of Mori's bed. He opened the drawer there and pulled out the envelope Len had given him a while back.
"...tter..."
When he looked up, he saw that frustrated expression again. He chuckled, but only to have it suppressed when she glared at him. "Yeah, it's a letter," Ryoutarou said, then he saw Mori's left hand move down from her lap.
He heard another groan.
He instantly realized that she was actually trying to get the letter from him, but she couldn't move her arms at all. He saw the corners of her eyes getting teary again. Ryoutarou immediately felt his heart clenching at the sight.
"It's fine," He said, "I'll read it for you." Then he leaned forward and smooth her eyebrows with his finger. "Stop that, your soft skin will easily get wrinkled." He chucked.
As he brought his hand back he could see Mori looking at him intently, as if she wanted to say something. Unfortunately for Ryoutarou, he wouldn't be able to hear what she had to say unless she goes through series of therapy first.
Ryoutarou sat on his usual seat beside her bed. "It's from Tsukimori. He wrote it when you slipped into coma." He looked at her, wanting to ask something, yet he was scared.
Mori moved her head to the side, trying to tell him that she was wondering what it was about— his expression, that is.
"Have... Could you hear me? When you were in a coma, could you hear the words I spoke?" He asked, his heart immediately racing.
He sighed out when Mori moved her head to other side then back. He was partially relieved that she didn't hear him during her coma, but at the same time, he felt his heart shattering...
He could feel his poker face slipping, and he knew that Mori would immediately detect it, so he put his attention onto the letter that he had finally opened. Upon opening the envelope, his senses were instantly filled with the scent of roses. When he turned the opening upside down to get the letter, a few dried rose petals fell along with the letter.
"Roses?" He said, looking at Mori.
He saw the corners of Mori's lips slightly raising. She was smiling.
She liked roses? I never knew that...
He slowly opened the letter, which was indeed yellowed on its edges. He looked at Mori one more time before he sighed and began to read the letter that Tsukimori wrote for her.
=To my childhood friend and best friend...
You know very well how I am never a man for words, but somehow I found a lot of words to say this time, but I can't say them in front of you. I don't have the courage to see your pained expression, I don't have the courage to see you cry. Call me a coward, I'll accept it.
I'm a fool. Hurting you so much. I shouldn't have agreed when you offered your help. I knew that it would only hurt you so much more, but I was selfish and used you.
I'm writing this letter right now in our hotel room in Paris. You're away, visiting some children in the nearby orphanage. Today is when I have learned of your sickness. I don't know how I'd confront you about it, I don't know what to say when you enter our room and talk to me with your usual bright smile. Should I pretend not to know? Should I scold you for keeping the truth?
I'm lost Mori.
I don't know when I'd give this letter to you, but instead of talking to you, I felt that I have more courage to write down my words. This is the only method I could think of.
I know— We both know that we have to end this pretend we play with the world. People have come to believe that we are together, but we both know the truth, and I'm sure that every time the truth strikes you, you're hurting. I'm scared of the day when I have to tell you that we have to stop. You're waiting, aren't you? For the day when I tell you that I don't want you in my life anymore and that I only need Kahoko.
Let me tell you this...
Mori, I'm going to be happy with Kahoko. No hurdle will be too impossible for me. You've given me enough strength and support, I'll be able to handle things from here on. I love her. Although I appreciate your feelings, although they mean the world to me, but there's something much more precious to me now.
We grew up together. I had loved you too. Back then, when I was still a few years in the Hino household, you're all I could think about. Thoughts like 'Are you crying because I left?' 'Do you have anyone to turn to when you have nightmares?' 'Are you lonely?'
But that was before.
I've come to love my Mistress. As I watch her everyday, as I try to protect her everyday... I've fallen for her.
I don't know if I've given you the closure that you need, but please, let me go now. You should find someone who is willing to take of you now. You don't have to stay in my shadow and bare the responsibility of ensuring my happiness. I should be the one doing that for you.
I'm sure the right person is just out there for you. And like how much I'm willing to risk everything to be by Kahoko, I'm sure that the person for you will do the same.
Your sickness... Is it severe? Is it too late? I'm not sure. But I will believe until the end that it's still not your time. You're too good. Surely the heavens wouldn't rid this world of good people like you.
Thank you for your sacrifice, Mori.
I love you.
Find the right guy for you and immediately tell me. If he doesn't return your feelings, we'll do something about it.
~Your childhood friend, Len=
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Ryoutarou held the letter tightly in his hands. A certain feeling was struggling inside of him, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. It's just that he felt like his whole body was shaking... but with what?
He flinched when he heard a pain-sound-like groan.
Ryoutarou looked at Mori and immediately saw her glistening cheeks. Her tears fell continuously. She had leaned onto her pillow, trying to bury her face, but she still had a hard time with her coordination.
"Hey," He said softly, instantly reaching out and touching her wet cheek.
Mori closed her eyes tightly, "...ppy... st... Happy." She finally said out. Upon the success, Mori tried to say something else, "L...n...Le... Len."
Ryoutarou nodded, understanding, "Yes, he's happy." He said softly.
She continued crying, Ryoutarou felt his heart clenching again. This time he sat on her bed and pulled her into a gentle hug. "You heard what he said," Ryoutarou said softly, hearing Mori groan, her attempt to say something.
"Tsukimori wants you to let go of him. He wants you to be happy now. You deserve that much Mori."
"Hurts..."
"It does, doesn't it? But you have to let go..." He murmured, gently stroking her long hair. It hurts to love when you're not the one receiving the other end... I know how you feel Mori...
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"How is she?" Ryoutarou asked, standing up when Mori's father and Len's parents came out of Mori's room.
"You're going to have a hard time taking care of her, that's for sure," Mori's father said with a soft smile, "I'm just glad that she's awake. The nurse was a big help in helping us understand what she wants to say."
Misa and her husband nodded, "That Len, he should at least come visit her." Misa said, frowning.
Mori's dad chuckled, "No, I think it's better this way." He looked at Ryoutarou, "She finally found her closure, hasn't she?"
Ryoutarou nodded wordlessly.
"When her wounds heal, I guess that's when it's safe to say the two of them can meet again," Mori's father said, looking at Len's parents.
Both adults nodded in agreement.
"We have to get going now," Mori's father said to Ryoutarou, "Thank you for taking care of her Tsuchiura-kun." He smiled kindly.
Ryoutarou shook his head, "I'm glad that you allowed me to take care of her."
"I hope that my daughter will be able to see how good you are to her." Mori's father smiled kindly.
Ryoutarou nodded gratefully at him.
"Tsuchiura Ryoutarou?" The nurse from Mori's room called, closing Mori's hospital room door behind her.
Ryoutarou stood up from the chair he was sitting on, "Yeah?" He called.
"Here," The nurse said, handing Ryoutarou a piece of paper. "The patient's sleeping right now, it has been a tiring day for her. She had a hard time communicating and moving, so everything's tiring and frustrating to her. She wanted a certain message to get through to you though."
"Thanks." Ryoutarou said, accepting the piece of paper.
The nurse nodded and left.
Ryoutarou opened Mori's door slightly and just as the nurse had said, she was asleep. Even in her sleep, her brows were crunched down. Ryoutarou sighed. It was going to be hard now, but at least the worst is over. He's just content that he can finally see her moving.
He opened the folded piece of paper the nurse had handed to him and saw an unfamiliar handwriting. Of course, she's can't write yet.
The message inside was short, but it had made his heart stop.
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= I heard every word you said when I was sleeping.
And what you did to break the 'spell'. =
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A/N: Review please! :O Aya-sama has news for you guys!
I suddenly saw a vision! =] kidding. :D Anyway, I've suddenly thought, why not make a separate story about Mori & Ryou? How they met and how they are in the future? And details on how Shuuri threatened Ryou, maybe? Hmn?
Anybody supports this thought?
Any ManamiXRyou supporters out there? Please make your presence be known by reviewing! :)
If I am to go through with this idea, its title will be Look at Me
How does that sound? :) Excited to hear about your response and your review on this epilogue chappie!
For those who likes Ryou, I suggest you guys read my old fic Another Revolution, it was quite popular (laughs)
For KajixKaho fans, Because I Loved Her
Don't forget to read my on-going KahoxLen! The Price of Loving.