Hi people…sorry I was silent for so long. I had some things to take care of, and I couldn't work up the motivation to continue. *bows* My apologies.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Here we stand, at the top of the world~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There is something wrong with Kyou-chan! That was the first thought that ran through Manami's head as she looked at Kyousuke. His head was bowed, and he was hugging his bag oddly. There were dark rings under his eyes as well as something that looked suspiciously like tear tracks. Simply put, he looked awful.

"K-Kyou-chan….Are you…okay?" Kyousuke's head snapped up and he looked at her.

"M-Manami! Have you seen a boy named Koji around anywhere? Black messy hair, dark brown eyes, and somewhat odd?"

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know anyone by that name. Are you okay?" Kyousuke seemed to deflate.

"I'm…not sure. I…Have you ever had something important to you, something that you always seemed to hate, despise, and wish would disappear…then when it does, you find out that you feel empty?" Kyousuke asked, seeking the advice of one person who had never failed him.

"K-Kyou-chan…" Manami could only stare in muted wonder. He often asked for advice from her, but he seemed almost desperate this time. "I…I don't…what did you lose? Maybe I could help?"

Kyousuke hung his head. "I'm sorry…I know it's a weird question, but this isn't something you can help me with…" What do I tell her? I rewrote my reality to exclude my sister? Yeah, that'll go over well…In truth, Kyousuke couldn't understand why he felt so empty and depressed. Surly Koji wouldn't break his supposed contract, right?

"You wanted me for something, so here I am."

He had said that, but even when Kyousuke had called for him, he hadn't appeared. It had been only a matter of hours since the rewrite, but already Kyousuke was wondering if he'd ever see her again. With a sigh, he sat at his desk, ignoring the weird look he had gotten. He had 10 minutes till class started, and he didn't feel like talking to anyone. Manami had, for the first time, failed to give him advice. He felt an inexplicable surge of anger, which, as soon as it appeared, vanished without a trace. It wasn't her fault. The fault lie with him, and him alone. It was his fault…his fault Kirino had vanished from existence. His fault…

Manami watched as Kyousuke closed his eyes, a single tear trickling down his face as he fell into a sleep that had eluded him since the rewrite. Unknown to them both, a dark haired person quietly entered the room, taking her seat and gazing at Kyousuke with a look of anger and annoyance.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~No one will tell us no, no one will break us apart~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

SLAP!

Kyousuke's eyes shot open. There was a stinging sensation on his cheek. It was dark. There was a weight on his stomach.

2+2+2=6

"Ki-Kirino!" Kyousuke was torn.

Pull her down and hug her until he's dragged away forcefully and beaten to a pulp by his dad?

Wait till she gets off, tackle her and cover her mouth and hug her until she breaks free?

Burst into tears?

Do Nothing.

Kyousuke could almost see the options. "K-Kirino…I…" He was tearing up, and he could feel it. As his eyes got used to the dark, he could feel them widen. It was Kirino, but she was…crying. He could feel the hot tears on his chest.

"I-I'm sorry, Aniki…I'm so sorry…I-I didn't mean to…I never wanted…please don't hate me, Aniki!" Without warning, she simply stopped holding herself up, falling on his chest as she wept. "I don't care if you're gross, or perverted, or an idiot, Aniki…Just don't leave me behind…don't leave me out of your life…I want to exist again, with you, Aniki…"

His shirt was wet. Why was his shirt wet? And what was she saying? This can't be right! Kirino was crying because of him? Guilt built up again as he squeezed his eyes shut, hugging his sister to his chest. Then what she said hit him. I want to exist again with you, Aniki…That meant, she still didn't exist? Then…it was a dream. This was all a dream.

"No Kirino…I'm sorry. This was all my fault...I'll fix it. I'll find him, and I'll make him bring you back. Even if…I have to give him my soul, I'll bring you back."

"Y-You…You miss me that much, Aniki? After all I've done? After how I've treated you?" Kirino lifted her head to look at him.

Kyousuke managed to muster a reassuring smile. "Leave it to me. I'll take responsibility…"

Kirino smiled back, but it was oddly bittersweet. "You better take responsibility, Aniki…but for now, you need to wake up."

It was growing brighter, and Kirino was getting fuzzy. "No, Kirino! I don't want to wake up yet, Kirino! No! Kirino-"

~~~~~~~~~~~~If heaven is this cruel, then we want no part of it~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Kirino!" Kyousuke jerked awake, as the eyes of the class and teacher watched him. He could feel his face burn, and realized with shame that there were tears flowing down his face. Stifled giggles and muffled laughs were heard throughout the classroom as the teacher glared at him.

"Mr. Kosaka, perhaps you should sleep when it is appropriate, rather than in my class." There was a mocking tone to his voice, and the snickers got louder. He opened his mouth to apologize, hoping the humiliation would fade soon, when he heard the sound of a chair scraping the floor. Turning to look, his eyes widened in shock.

"You all…You all think that is funny? You all want to laugh and point at poor Kyousuke, who was up all night, mourning for a friend?" Kyoko was livid, and Kyousuke couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't thought to look for her. She was shaking with rage as she GLARED at everyone. "You should all be ASHAMED of yourself! Have you no respect for the dead? How about those who are left behind to mourn for them? Sensei, I apologize, but I think Kyousuke and I need to be excused from class for today. I told him not to come, but he INSISTED he was fine. A good friend of ours DIED last night, but he insisted on not missing class."

Kyousuke blinked, unsure of what she was talking about. He yelped when she grabbed his arm, nearly dragging him out the door. "What are you-"

"Quiet, Kyousuke, now is not the time." She mumbled, turning to poke her head into the room. "As for all the rest of you…" Kyoko seemed at a loss for words, but it didn't matter, as most were speechless. "…If I hear one mocking word about this incident, I will make you sorry."

Kyousuke didn't complain as she pulled him through the halls and out of school

"You know the teacher will check with my parents, right?"

"Shut UP, Kyousuke, and trust me. I know what I'm doing." With a deep breath, she put a hand on his shoulder. "I need to test something, so hold still." She closed her eyes, and Kyousuke felt an odd sensation spreading from the point of contact. It was like a cold probe under his skin. It felt weird and slightly creepy, like it was searching out some tasty organ to munch on. It reached his chest, and suddenly, some of the depression vanished, as Kyoko gasped and bit her lip. There was a tug, and Kyoko swore loudly in a very unladylike way.

"DAMMIT! Koji…you idiot…" She shook her head in anger. "That explains a lot, though. Stupid Koji-kun…come with me, Kyousuke. If nothing else, I think you've suffered enough."

Kyousuke followed, bewildered as she led him through the streets to an old building. Once inside, she led him up to the roof. "Sit." Kyousuke didn't need to be asked twice.

"Kyoko, what is this about? What's going on?" He asked as Kyoko paced back and forth, deep in thought.

Suddenly, she sighed, sitting next to him. "Kyousuke, do you love Kirino?" She asked bluntly.

"What? Of course I love her. She's my little sis-"

"NO, Kyousuke, you're missing the point. DO YOU LOVE HER?" Kyoko asked, staring straight into his eyes. Kyousuke squirmed slightly under her gaze. It felt as though she were stripping away every layer of his mind, reading him like a book.

"I-I love her like a sister." He managed to say. Kyoko's eye twitched.

"Motherf-lover…you two are just alike. Both feel the need to deny how you feel…"

"What? What are you talking about?" Kyousuke didn't get it.

"Let me tell you a story, Kyousuke…once upon a time, there were two siblings. They met at the age of…well…lets just say they were teenagers. They met, and not knowing they were related, fell in love, or at least started to. Then, they found out that they were related, and the brother tried to break it off." Kyoko paused, her leaning back and staring at the clear blue sky.

"But…his sister didn't want to break it off. She knew she was too far gone; too deep to pull out now. Once the seeds of romance were planted, she couldn't go back. Her love for him as a woman loves a man overwrote her love of a sister for a brother. Or rather, the sister/brother bond never formed, due to the distance between them, both literally and metaphorically. But her brother…he was so adamant that they not cross that line, that he lied to her, telling her he didn't love her in that way. It broke her heart to hear him say that all that time they spent together, all those talks, all those nights of just laying in each other's arms…it was like he said they were all jokes. But he was lying."

Kyoko took a moment to look over at Kyousuke. "He was lying when he said that. He lied when he said he didn't love her like that. And she knew it. He was afraid, Kyousuke. He was afraid of what could happen when they did cross that line…it took him thinking she was dying to admit how much of a coward he was being. He was afraid of being judged. Judged for something that wasn't their fault. They couldn't help falling in love. No more than they could have helped being related. In the end, he gave in. He gave in and let their love blossom, and it was a beautiful thing. She lived, though, through what he thought would kill her. He felt a bit awkward around her after that."

Kyousuke tried to understand what was going on in the crazy girl's head, he really did. Unfortunately, it wasn't making any sense to him. It just seemed to escape him.

Kyoko sighed. "It went over your head…So reason two it is, I guess. Let me ask you this, Kyousuke. What are you willing to give up for Kirino?"

"Anything." Was the immediate answer.

"Including your first kiss?" Kyoko suddenly had an evil grin on her face as she grinned at him.

"Wha-What? I-I…I mean, that is…I mean….what?" Kyousuke sputtered.

"Relax, Kyousuke…It may not be what you think, so don't jump to conclusions. The doll in your bag. Kiss its face."

Kyousuke looked at her with an "are you serious" look.

"Yes, Kyousuke, I'm serious. No joke." Kyoko said seriously, though there was a hint of anticipation in her voice. Kyousuke sighed, looking around before taking the Meruru doll out of his bag. He looked at Kyoko one more time, as if wordlessly asking one more time if she was serious. She nodded, looking dead serious.

With a mental sigh, he lifted the doll's face to his lips. To his surprise, the doll's face was…warm. And it was soft as well-wait, was it growing? Kyousuke opened his eyes, praying he was imagining things.

He wasn't.

A limp Kirino was in his arms, her lips pressed against his. Kyousuke jerked his head away from her, blushing wildly. "Wh-what? What the hell?" He yelped, resisting the urge to drop Kirino's limp body.

"Just like Onii-chan…close enough to you that you will always have her close, so you two can communicate in the realm between wakefulness and sleep, but concealed in a way you'd never think." Kyoko giggled softly. "You know…I'll bet if you kiss her again, she'll wake up. It'd fit my brother's style to do such a thing, if I know him as well as I think I do. Well, as well as I was made to know him, anyway…" For a moment, Kyoko's face held an expression of great sadness, then as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished.

"Wh-what? You can't be serious! She's my sister!" Kyousuke protested. And if she wakes up to me kissing her, all hell would break loose!

"Ah, such a pity, then. Who knows how long until my brother decides to reveal himself. I'm sure he's not happy right now anyway, with me showing you where Kirino was, and how to wake her." Kyoko smirked. Damn her…

"…She'll kill me anyway." Kyousuke sighed, leaning down to press his lips against his sister's once more. Why am I even doing this? She's my sister! I can't just KISS my sister! Why is my heart beating so fast? Oh, hell no…am I ANTICIPATING this? No. Nonononono! I'm not a siscon! I'mnotI'mnotI'mNOT!

Kyoko watched with a look of faint amusement as Kyousuke's mind raced. Go on…just a little further…don't be shy now…

Kyousuke breathed deeply, trying to mentally prepare himself for his dangerous task. Finally, deciding he had stalled long enough, he closed his eyes, and leaned down, pressing his lips against the warm, welcoming lips of his…OSHI-! It took a moment before he realized that yes, Kirino's lips were moving along with his. He opened his eyes, praying against all hope that she hadn't opened her eyes to see WHO was kissing her. Poor Kyousuke…you'd think by now he'd know he would have no such luck, as Kirino's eyes fluttered open, looking directly into his own. Seconds passed, or perhaps minutes as Kyousuke froze in horror.

Then, the unthinkable happened. Kirino closed her eyes, and her hand seemed to find the back of his head, playing in his hair as she kissed him unashamed, abet with a small blush on her face.

Kyousuke tried to make a choking noise in shock, but it was muffled by the oddly soft lips upon his own. K-Kirino is…He couldn't wrap his head around it. She was KISSING HIM!

"I'm not sure why you're so surprised, Kyousuke. I mean, Riko ADORED you." Kyoko giggled. Kirino and Kyousuke shot apart.

"Y-You…You PERVERTED SISCON!" Kirino screeched, pointing a shaking finger at Kyousuke as he wiped his lips and glared.

"This coming from the girl who kissed me?" He retorted.

"Th-That is…You…You kissed me first! I was…I-I was…" Kirino stumbled over her words as she flushed red, searching for an excuse.

"Wow…You two are something else!" The two siblings turned to glare at Kyoko, who had dissolved into giggles. "Kyousuke initiated contact, only intending to bring you back into this plane of existence, Kirino kisses back, and now you two are…Ah….this brings up so many memories…" Kyoko once more broke out into a laughing fit, almost rolling on the ground and getting her long black hair dirty.

"Ah, found you at last! You were oddly hard to track down, Kyousuke-kun. And what's this..? Kyoko?" A familiar voice said from behind them. Kyousuke leapt to his feet. Surely no one would hold it against him if he rewrote that kiss out of their memories, right? Right?

"Koji! Where the hell have you been, you bastard? I called for you for hours, and you never came!" On second thought, beat his ass into the ground now, ass kicking later, then rewrite.

"K-Kyousuke-kun…" Kyoko said in a shaky voice, reaching her hand out to stop him as he stalked over to Koji, ready to beat the crap out of him.

"Do you know how much embarrassment I've had today alone? First, my father tells me to be a man, and to stop crying like a little girl, my mom is wondering if I'm having a bit of a teenaged angst moment, I fall asleep in class and wake up calling Kirino's name, and now I just KISSED my SISTER! I think I'm allowed to rage a bit, right? SURELY I'm allowed to rage!"

Koji smirked, and it wasn't a pleasant smirk. "You want to rage? When someone offends or embarrasses you, you kill them. It's that simple. Problem solved."

Kyousuke froze. Maybe yelling at him wasn't a good idea…

"But simple solutions aside, I believe you owe me something, Kyousuke-kun, and I have every intention to collect." Koji grinned, reaching behind him and pulling out a black sword with a rippled blade, looking oddly like a feather.

Too late, Kyousuke realized that this was NOT Koji, or at least not his Koji. As the sword flashed, Kyousuke could hear Kirino scream. I'm sorry, Kirino…

"What the FUCK?" Kyousuke opened his eyes to see one of the most disturbing things in his life. Protruding from his shoulder was another arm, holding the blade in its immaculately manicured hand. It got even freakier as another person seemed to flow out of his body, forming a carbon copy of Kirino. Oddly enough, his rage also seemed to fade as well. "…Kyousuke, you are the weirdest damn human I have ever made a contract with, did you know that?"

"I knew we hadn't seen the last of you, tainted copy. Yet I still can't figure out what and who you are…" 'Kirino' said seriously.

"…I have no idea who you are, little girl." Koji deadpanned.

"You have no idea who I-Little girl?" 'Kirino' looked down at herself. "Eh? EH? EHHH?" She made many increasingly surprised sounds as she patted herself down, ending with her breasts. "…Kyousuke, is this your idea of revenge? Turn me into your sister?"

"…Koji?" Kyousuke ventured.

"I'd say in the flesh, but I don't think that's true at the moment." A muffled snort came from dark Koji. Koji/Kirino glared as he began to laugh.

Koji/Kirino didn't seem to share his mirth as his/her eyebrow twitched. "…Damn you. Kyousuke, we need to talk about what you're allowed to do to me."

"Why? I think it's pretty damn amusing. Well, I guess now you die, huh?" The laughter ceased as the sword once again flashed, only to be evaded as Koji/Kirino imbedded his/her fist into Dark Koji's gut. Kyousuke would hear the air rush out of dark Koji's mouth as he was lifted off his feet, his sword falling from his hand. Next thing Kyousuke saw was Koji/Kirino on his right foot, his left extended where it had slammed into Dark Koji's stomach, sending him flying off the roof.

"He's not going to stop, is he?" Koji wondered out loud. His question was soon answered as Dark Koji once more appeared, his blade carving easily through the safety rail of the school in his rush to utterly destroy the impudent being who dared to kick him.

Koji/Kirino's response to this was to simply raise his right hand as if holding an invisible stick in the path of the blade. Kirino let out a soft cry, looking away at the last moment as Kyousuke moved back over to her, placing her behind him. He'd lost her once already. He wasn't going to make that same mistake and lose her again, even if it killed him.

It wasn't to be, the Kirino and Kyousuke found out. A loud clang of metal meeting metal resounded as they both looked up. A long katana had appeared in Koji/Kirino's hand, and it had stopped the feather sword cold in it's tracks. With a nearly effortless move, Koji/Kirino repelled the slash, seeming to age before their eyes. Koji/Kirino grew taller, her body filling out before their eyes.

…I'm going to have trouble keeping boys off her in a few years…Was the first thought Kyousuke acknowledged running through his head. He refused to accept the true first thought in his head, which were along more….indecent lines, such as And here I was content to settle for a plain looking girl? MINE. All MINE. That thought had been ruthlessly squashed upon sight. Within moments, however, Koji/Kirino had begun to change into the normal Koji, and Kyousuke suddenly seemed to realize that he hadn't been looking at the real Kirino. He felt the urge to throw up.

"Ah…much better. Seriously, Kyousuke…why did you turn me into your sister? I mean, really…" Dark Koji was feeling rather neglected, it seemed, as he growled and let loose a flurry of lightning fast slashes, which Light Koji seemed to block with relative ease.

"Don't ignore me, dammit!" Light Koji glared, jumping back away from a particularly vicious slash, dealing a single horizontal cut, catching Dark Koji's sword and chest with one sweep as blood began to flow in copious amounts from his chest.

Light Koji seemed to be amused. "I'm gonna make you bleed copious amounts~" He sang tauntingly. This served to enrage Dark Koji further as he pressed forward with angry slashes while muttering curses and profanities.

"DAMN YOU! Stop dancing around and DIE!" Light Koji, who had been smirking, chose that moment to lose his balance as his foot caught on a hole in the floor Kyousuke was certain hadn't been there a moment ago. He began to fall as Dark Koji took advantage of the opening, thrusting forward with his blade.

The blade's tip had just reached his chest as Light Koji brought his blade up in a swift and graceful arc, slicing Dark Koji's hand off at the wrist. This served to lessen the pressure on the blade, but there was still a sickening sound as the blade pierced Kyousuke's protector's chest.

"AHH! My hand! You damn fucking bastard, you cut off my hand!" Dark Koji screeched, holding his bleeding stump of a wrist. "Damn you!"

Light Koji winced slightly as he pulled the blade out of his chest, standing. "It's over..." He picked up his sword, moving it to end the fight once and for all, when Dark Koji looked up and glared hatefully. "It's never over. Not until I get what that Human owes me." With that, he vanished.

Koji fell to his knees, hand on his chest. "MotherFUCKER! Dammit that hurt!" His shirt was slowly turning red as blood soaked it.

Kyoko hurried over to him. "Shirt. Off. Now." Koji winced as she helped him pull it off, before she tore it into strips, wrapping it around his chest and tying them. "It's temporary, but then again, all wounds are temporary with you, aren't they? He'll be back. Rewrites seem to stall him, though. It confuses his senses."

"You seem to have thought a lot about this, Kyoko." Koji groaned. "And you, Kyousuke…I have many things to talk to you about, but one thing stands out in my mind. WHY THE HELL WAS I A COPY OF KIRINO?"

Kyousuke wasn't sure why that struck him as funny, but it did. Kirino seemed to share the opinion, as there was a stifled snort coming from her as she looked at Koji from behind Kyousuke.

"It's not funny! It's a legit question! In my opinion, it's a rather pertinent question, dammit!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bad place to stop, I know, but I'm tired, and to go further would likely double the chapter size and take a while. Sorry for not updating, but I was…preoccupied.

Also, I'm aware that it's crap.