Six words: Musical. Rehearsals. Classes. Essays. New Semester.

Okay, I know, the first part is Kanae/Yashiro, but I couldn't really find a way to make it work without feeling as though the explanation on what happened to them would be too vague, plus I wanted to explain a little bit on the seduction. I hope I make it up with the real story, and along with this I decided to put in the Epilogue, so please enjoy the fluff attack! I'm sorry it took so long to update, I have simply had almost no time to write, but I hope the ending makes up for it. Once again thank you for all of the alerts, favorites, and reviews; when I was looking over the statistics on this story I felt my mouth drop open! SO MANY ALERTS/REVIEWS/FAVORITES! Thank you SO MUCH! And I hope you enjoy the final chapter of Fighters!

-LIA

Chapter 18

"We're not supposed to be doing this." Kanae warned.

"But you know you want to."

"Spying is not a good thing!"

"But how else are we supposed to see what happens and be able to solve it quickly if we're not here?" Yashiro retorted. "Knowing them, something can definitely go wrong."

"I still don't think spying-"

"SHHH! He just put his hand on her cheek!"

With unblinking eyes as large as tennis balls Yashiro watched the black and white screen, his female-like nerves screaming to let out a squeal. However he somehow manages to hold it in, knowing that this moment his best friend could very well be able to finally get the girl he loves, and not wanting to miss a single moment.

Surprisingly, however, when he watched Ren kiss Kyoko, and Kyoko kiss him back, he did not squeal as loudly as he has been known to do before. He let out a small squeal, barely loud enough for the people around him to hear, and lay back heavily on his chair, letting out a small sigh before smiling and turning away from the screen.

Kanae, who had also been watching to scene, had expected his usual reaction, and had thus brought ear plugs for the moment. But when she turned to look at Yashiro once more, he was not doing the usual reaction. Kanae stared at him for a moment, puzzled.

"What's wrong?" she asked, taking out her ear plugs.

"Absolutely nothing." He answered. "It's just . . . they're finally together. Everything is over. It feels a bit . . . lonely, you know?" he turned his head to Kanae.

"Yeah, it is." Kanae answered. "But knowing them, there are probably going to be some bumps along the way. Plus, I know for a fact that Kyoko is head over heels in love with Tsuruga-san, and so is he with her. They're definitely not going to break up. The only thing that will be left is marriage." As she said this, she walked over to Yashiro and sat down calmly on his lap. "Now who's going to be planning that, I wonder?"

Yashiro's face lit up.

"I have the picture now. And their babies! They're going to be so cute!" With that he was back to normal, his fan-girl mind conjuring up all details for the wedding in a matter of seconds. But he was brought back to reality as he saw Kanae smile in front of him.

"You really know how to cheer me up, don't you?" he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You're pretty easy to figure out." Kanae answered with a shrug.

"Hmm. Well, I guess we're the same then. Though, unlike you, I don't plan on making you seduce anyone else any time soon."

Kanae turned red. "Don't bring that up."

Yashiro laughed. "But it was funny! I never knew that the restaurant owner would be more interested in females!"

"What about you? You had to seduce that worker on set to give those pictures to Kataoka-san!"

"We've both seduced people. Let's just leave it at that, okay?" Yashiro said.

"Fine."

Yashiro smiled and gave Kanae a kiss on the cheek.

"You're pretty easy to please."

"Shut up." And she silenced him with a kiss.

~O~

Kyoko

It all felt like a dream. A beautiful, wonderful dream.

When Tsuruga-san told me he loves me, the way his lips felt against mine as we kissed, all are so much sweeter than I ever could have imagined. After then we had left Tokyo Tower, and Tsuruga-san had driven me home, giving me a lingering peck as he left.

I had floated to my room and lay down on my bed, my cheeks pink the entire time as I thought of his lips on mine.

I vaguely remember showering and changing into my pajamas before going to bed, my fingers touching my lips all the while.

When I awoke, at first my mind was groggy, but then I remembered the events of the night before. I unconsciously placed my fingers to my lips once more. Had it not been for the dress which was hanging neatly on a hanger some distance off, I would have believed it a dream as well.

I was practically floating as I rode my bike to LME. But it was when I got to set that my day truly brightened. Waiting on set was Tsuruga-san, giving me a dazzling smile as I walked over to him.

"Good morning Kyoko." He gave me a smile benefitting any god above.

"Good morning Tsuruga-san." I answered. From that moment onwards, I knew good things would come my way, because Tsuruga-san would be with me the entire way.

~O~

Epilogue

~O~

Kyoko

Bells were ringing. My heart pounded in my chest, and I struggled to breathe in the white corset I was wearing. This is it. I thought. I closed my eyes, replaying the events from the past two years and a half. Our first real date, our one-year anniversary at his apartment, the walk by the lake, when the media finally found out about us being together. I laughed silently to myself. Oh what a scandal that had been! But there was nothing more precious than that night, at Tokyo Tower. When I found out that the love of my life was in love with me as well. I smiled at the memory.

A small tap on my shoulder brought me out of my reverie, and I turned to the landlord, who was staring straight ahead, a very familiar stern look on his face. I gave a smile in return. Despite what others may think at first, he is definitely very kind. It was actually him who asked if he could give me away today.

I now noticed that the music had started to play. I took a deep breath, and counted the beats until the doors would open. Three . . . two . . . one.

With one last breath, the two doors opened and I stepped through, all eyes present turning to me as I slowly walked down the alleyway, my white gown trailing behind me. There were some gasps and few murmurs, and blushed under all the attention.

I had my arm wrapped around Taisho's, my hands coming together to hold the beautiful bouquet of white roses in my hands. However I simply stared ahead at the other end of the aisle, where Tsuruga-san stood, a dazzling smile on his face.

Unbeknownst to me, the few whispers all were very pleasant. I was wearing a sleeveless white gown that flowed down to the floor, elegant designs on the hem and on the corset. My hair had grown, and was tied up in an elegant updo, a few locks of hair on each side of my face, tucked behind my ears.

I blushed, and had it been another place I probably would have looked away, however I simply looked right ahead, Tsuruga-san's eyes never leaving mine. After what seemed like such a long, yet short time, the Taisho handed my off to Tsuruga-san, who gave a smile to him. Taisho simply gave a firm nod in response before going off and sitting with the landlady in the front row.

Tsuruga-san held my hand, his eyes never leaving mine as the priest spoke and we said our vows.

"Do you, Tsuruga Ren, take Mogami Kyoko as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do." He answered.

"And do you, Mogami Kyoko, take Tsuruga Ren as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Then by the power invested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

He did not need to be told twice, as Tsuruga-san took me in his arms and placed a soft kiss on my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and as the music played and we parted, I whispered the sentence I would tell him over and over again for the rest of our lives.

"I love you, Kuon."

~O~

Ren

Slowly I open my eyes, my mind slowly arriving to consciousness. For a moment I can't think of anything, but then I notice the warm body pressed up against mine. I smile to myself as I look down at my wife, her arms wrapped around my waist, my arm acting as he pillow. Smiling, I kiss the top of her head and brush away a lock of light auburn hair from her face.

How I loved this girl in front of me. No, this woman. She had grown a lot since I had confessed to her all that time ago. She had grown taller, and into her own body, however still petite in my arms. Her long light hair was now close to reaching halfway down her back, and she had become even more beautiful than before. She was practically radiant.

She had grown as an actress as well. Now if you ask, "Who is Kyoko?" all would answer "The Top Actress of Japan." Holding my spot in the acting industry, both of us were now considered legends, however that doesn't really matter. It's just a plus for the woman I love to be a great actress as well. But she's also the exact same as before. She would still get embarrassed when she got so much attention, and she would refuse to watch herself when she appeared on television, saying it was 'too embarrassing,' and of course there were those moments where she would smile for the smallest of things and apologize for being late to anything or any kind of disturbance at all. She was definitely still Kyoko.

As I mused to myself, I watched as she let out a small breath and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw me already gazing at her, she smiled and pressed a light kiss on my lips.

"Good morning, Kuon." She said, laying her head back down on my arm.

But I wasn't satisfied with just that. Instead of answering, I brought her closer to me and kissed her again, deepening it as she responded. When we went up for air, we were both slightly breathless and fully awake.

"Good morning, Kyoko." I said, kissing her forehead. "Happy Anniversary."

She smiled radiantly.

"Happy Anniversary."

I placed a light hand on her stomach, making small circles with my thumb.

"It still doesn't show." She said, shifting so that she was lying on her back, placing her hand on top of mine.

"I kind of want it to." I answered. She laughed, the sound melodious in my ears.

"It's only been a month." She said.

"I know. Have you thought of a name yet?" I asked, closing my eyes once more.

"If it's a boy, I was thinking Haru, or Makoto." She answered. "Did you think of any?"

"Izumi, or Mai, if it's a girl." I answered. "Though I still can't believe that this is happening. Even after two years being married, I can't believe you're mine." I said, placing a soft kiss on her cheek. She giggled.

"I know, sometimes I wonder if this is just all a dream, but then you remind me that it isn't. And it all wouldn't have happened had it not been for that one drama."

"Fighters." I said, smiling at the memory. Yes, filming had definitely gotten more joyful when we went back to set, and Kotonami-san took Kataoka-san's place in the drama. "You're a fighter as well, and I love that about you." I continued.

"What about you? You were definitely fighting for my affections." She answered.

I simply chuckled.

She rubbed her stomach in small circles. "Though, being the fighter that you are, I wonder how you're gonna take it if this baby of ours turns out to be a girl, and she gets married some day."

I gave a small groan.

"She's not even able to move yet and you're telling me about that." I said.

Kyoko giggled once more beside me.

"It's going to happen eventually." She answered.

"Not on my watch it isn't." I answered, wrapping her more protectively in my arms. "If you turn out to be a girl, you are not allowed to date until you're thirty." I said to her stomach. Kyoko just laughed once more.

"It's still a long time until then. Let's focus on today, okay?" she suggested.

I nodded, and buried my head in her neck.

"I love you, Kyoko." I said. I didn't need to look to know that she was smiling.

"I love you too, Kuon."

The End

*Cry* And that's it! "Fighters" is now officially over! I am so sad to let this story go, it was so much fun writing it. In this story I have watched my writing evolve; comparing this chapter, to chapter one, I see that clearly. And I have no one to thank but all of you who stuck with me and urged me to continue to write. One final thank you to all of you readers who stuck with me through the end, and for all of the favorites, alerts, and reviews! THANK YOU!

-LIA