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A/N: Hello! So this chapter had been sitting in my laptop for IDK how long now and I thought it would be such a waste not to upload. So I hope you enjoy.

Mamori stared at the entrance of Saikyoudai Amefuto clubhouse for what seems like an eternity. She sighed in disbelief. Time had really run out for her, for them. She closed her eyes and felt the cold breeze in her face. She started reminiscing the memories she had made with friends and teammates in this said facility.

"What got you tearing up damn Anezaki?" she didn't flinch at the sudden appearance of the infamous demon. She had grown accustomed to him that even if he was to turn into a ninja in an instant, she would know if he was beside her. And it didn't hurt that his perfume had been engraved deep into her memory.

"Everything."

"Ahh" Hiruma popped a gum. His hands were inside his pocket. He was wearing a black toga over his blue turtleneck and tight black jeans. He wasn't looking for her per say but when his own two feet brought him here at the clubroom, he knew he wanted to see her.

"I guess this is goodbye." She opened her eyes and fought back the tears that were threatening to fall. She looked at Hiruma and in return he had stared too. There were words that they both knew they should have said eons ago but alas they were both too stubborn and goal oriented to recognize it beyond petty arguments and longing glances. Hiruma's fangs bit his lower lip and he tche'd while looking away. There was probably no point in trying to reminisce and indulge in what could have been. They were both there during whatever play they were making and they both decided to play pansy. But the overly stupid and hopeful side of Hiruma wanted and ached to say something just to make her understand. Those words formulated itself inside his head countless of times leading to this day that somehow it had become his own nightmare. It would have been utterly selfish for him to say those words.

"No matter what, come back to me Hiruma."

His breathing hitched for a millisecond. Just like in high school, she had decided for her own. But back then, he had refused to believe that there was something more she had meant by choosing to be by his side. He always thought that she had wanted to remain inside the Amefuto world and the best way for her to be was to be a manager. And yes, she could have chosen to be anyone else's manager but he didn't really think it was possible for her to be anyone else's manager.

"If you'll f*cking wait Anezaki." He barely whispered but he knew she had heard him.

He waited for her response patiently. He didn't know what he was waiting for but there was a drive in him that made him wait for anything at all. Perhaps he was waiting for her to reassure him that she was willing to wait no matter how long. Or perhaps he wanted to hear that she would follow him in due time. For what seems like an eternity, she didn't mutter any word but her words spoke volume when she held his hand indicating for him to stay for a while. He could feel the little trembles in her smooth hand as she interlaced their fingers.

"I do f*cking love you Anezaki Mamori." His statement surprised them both. He never meant to say it out loud but it was now too late. Emotions was never his forte.

"I know. I love you too Hiruma Yoichi." His heart felt all swelled up. Those were simple words that usually doesn't mean anything to him but when she said it in the tone that he knew was filled with utmost sincerity he can't seem to help himself. In one motion he turned around and with their interlaced hands dragged her towards him. They were now chest to chest, his other hand situated in her waist. They were both starting to lean in but just their luck, they were interrupted with announcements of assembly for the graduation ceremony.

"We should get going Yoichi." She muttered with a small smile.