I know you guys wernt expecting an update for this but I wanted to let you all know that I am starting to retype the last kiss keeping things as true as I can to the story while adding new elements, that you might love or hate. It's a bit difficult to retype it as I've got two versions going, one is over 19,000 words and the other is still in its first paragraphs. However a newer version is definitely on its way, it will just be a matter of time.

i still am unable to release this story, this dream of mine to become a writer that can step up to my hero and look him in the eyes and proudly say I made it. I strive for that day when I write. When I'm writing I don't make the characters lives, they simply use my fingers to create their life. So when my characters are sad and depressed I'm almost in tears as they compel me to type their lives.

it was very much so with the last kiss, all I knew was that I had an end to a story and an earth and other planet both of which were falling apart. I told people about my dream and I couldn't stop and so I sat down and began typing from what I knew about the setting and Usagi and Misaki made it their world.

They began to tell me their story as I kept fretting about the end, they wanted waffles. Someone fantastic wanted misaki to cook for out alien Usagi. He made it his experience and they seemed to come off the screen; because for me they had. They were infront of me telling me about this world they wanted to live in.

In some ways that's how it felt, yet I knew that unintentionaly it was really me that created it and they were my puppets from the start. That's always the sad part, that the characters are never real.

but when baised off of a real person they become so much more real not only to the writer, but to the readers as well. They were real to me, I hope that they were every bit as real to you as well.

To all who have read all chapters and who will read, the characters don't live on the page or screen. They live in your heart, and through that connection they can never really die. They remain immortalized by your loving memory of them and continue to live on as you pass your love of them to others.