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"That sounded like..." I started, now able to speak all of a sudden. The only response was a loud thump from Jason as he fell over. Jason scrambled to his feet as he ran to the other room.

Kurumu and I followed closely behind, thinking the same thing as Jason.

"Jason! Jason? W-what happened?" Mizore sat straight up on the bed Jason had placed her on. He held her tightly in his arms, sobbing softly with a smile on his face.

"I thought I lost you." His voice was steady despite his crying, Kurumu was just staring. She walked over and hugged Mizore too.

I didn't get involved, since I still didn't really know her. That feeling of relief was beyond anything else. Kurumu backed off and Jason moved back in, now kissing his wife in front of me for the first time.

"What about Tsukune and Moka?" Mizore asked, she still had failed to notice the streak of blood in her hair.

"Tsukune..." Jason paused and took a deep breath. He knew the impact that he was about to have.

"Tsukune didn't make it." The look in Mizore's eyes were far beyond painful. It looked like she had been tortured.

Mizore sat for a moment before burying her face in her hands, crying quietly. Moka entered the room and tried to comfort her.

"You didn't make it either." Moka said, the mature voice was quite soothing.

"What do you mean?" Mizore asked in response. Moka turned to Jason as he nodded for her to continue.

"You, Jason, and Tsukune all died. Jeremy was able to bring you back, but Tsukune wasn't able to be saved." Mizore looked at me with painful eyes, but they showed some comfort.

Kurumu stared as well and soon, the entire room had their eyes fixed on me. It had taken until now to realize that I wad back to normal, but something felt a little off.

"We have to do something about him... We'll have to leave here, but we can't just leave Tsukune like this." Mizore seemed to have collected herself as much as possible.

"We'll bury him outside." Moka said. The inner side of Moka seemed so cold and unforgiving, but I could feel the pain in her voice. Inner Moka was still Moka and no matter how hard she would try to deny it, she felt something for Tsukune too.

In the end, that's what we did. The five of us took Tsukune outside and dug a large hole in the asphalt of the alleyway. We placed his body inside and did our best to give him a nice grave.

Kurumu had broken down into tears after saying her final goodbyes. I walked up and gently held her hand but in response, she threw herself on me in a weeping mess.

Moka's was the hardest to listen too, because it was likely the last that any of us would hear from Outer Moka. Inner Moka seemed to disappear as she cried after speaking for Outer Moka and how much she'd miss him.

Jason came after, and damned himself for causing this. He claimed it was all his own fault and that he should've just left Tsukune out of it.

Mizore was steady as she said her final words as well. She refered to the many times that she felt happy including when he chose Moka. She claimed that this let her move on, and thanked him as well.

I came last. It wasn't quite as emotional as the others because I hadn't known Tsukune for very long, but I knew enough to say a few things. He was a nice guy, one of the nicest you'd meet in a world like ours. It wasn't fair that he didn't make it, and he was going to be missed.

We all had a heavy weight on our shoulders as we walked away. Not being able to give him a proper burial was something we could never fix because of our circumstances.

Jason had taken us to a warehouse in the following hours. It was really old and it started to crack along the concrete floor. All the doors were rusted and some even came off of their hinges as we opened them.

He said that Gale had used it one year ago, during the attack on Jason's school. It seemed abandoned, do Jasonsaid it was probably the safest place to hide.

The rooms had started to rot away but the two remaining ones were shared by the five of us.

Kurumu and I took one room as Jason, Mizore, and Moka all agreed to share. Everyone was silent on the way to the warehouse and the heavy atmosphere was killing me.

"I wish we could've gotten back together under better circumstances.." Kurumu sighed next to me. Tensed up, I was trying not to move because Kurumu was right next to me in the bed.

"Uh... Me too." I spoke softly, nervous about being too loud. We were sharing the bed, but facing opposite sides.

Kurumu wiggled around for a moment to get comfortable, but her leg brushed mine in the process.

"Sorry." She said flatly. Now both of us were stiff. I could feel my face start to get warm.

"Jeremy?" I flinched as she tried to start a conversation.

"Y-yeah?"

"Have you ever had somebody stuck in your head?" Kurumu's odd question actually caught me off guard.

"What do you mean?" I questioned, confused by how to answer. Kurumu rolled over and grabbed my shirt from behind. Completely frozen, I could feel her breath on the back of my neck.

"You just can't stop thinking about them no matter how hard you try. Everything you do makes you think about them but... It's not a bad feeling. It feels nice to think about them all the time, and being with them is even better." Her fingers squeezed tighter on my shirt.

"I-I think so." My thoughts were clear, but I couldn't get the words out the same way.

"You do? Who is it?" Kurumu's voice became just more than a whisper. The soft tickle of her breath on my neck almost made me shiver.

"It's you." My jaw opened wide immediately after I said that. I was sure the person she was talking about was somebody else.

Instead of a loud yell or a slap, I heard a small giggle. The grip on my shirt started to fade before it was gone all together.

"I see." Even though I couldn't see it, I felt Kurumu's smile.

"Who's the person you think about?" I asked her with a gulp.

"Goodnight, Jeremy." Kurumu giggled again before rolling back over and leavinge in the dark.