And here is the final chapter/one-shot in the Umbrella verse. This has been fun guys, and maybe I'll do more in the future, but for now I'll continue to read fiction, instead of writing it.

Same drill as always, don't own, R&R.

But mainly, I'd like to thank everyone who read, reviewed and favourited my one-shots. You are ALL amazing people, and it brightens my day to know that someone out there appreciates the rambles my mind comes up there on these two. Bye for now!

Gene closed his eyes, tears forming from staring into space for too long. As the tears slipped down his face, he recalled what he'd seen; his own death. He'd seen himself hit by a car and dumped into water. He could feel the ghost of the water in his lungs, making his throat contract and the air flow lessen. However, the pain the knowledge of his death created faded as he remembered what it would cause. His twin, searching for his dead body, would finally find someone other than Gene to love. And he would love her more than he would ever love anything else. As much as it saddened him that for that to happen he had to die, he was happy with what his brother would have.

Uncurling his legs, he stood and, massaging his neck, he left his bedroom; travelling downstairs to make himself tea. Upon entering the kitchen, he saw Noll sitting at the table, reading a file from BPR. He studied his younger brother; matching the boy he saw before him to the man he had seen in his premonition.

"Why are you staring?" Noll suddenly asked. "It's rude." Gene shook his head, ridding himself of such morbid thoughts. Noll looked up at his brother, seeing the fleeting sadness in his brother's eyes before it disappeared behind his usual cheerful disposition. Frowning, he extended his mind to his twins, prodding, but was quickly met with resistance. He raised his eyebrow at his brother, who averted his eyes and shuffled to the counter, opening cupboards and pulling out the ingredients to make tea.

"Keep out of my head." He scolded, putting the teakettle on to boil.

Three weeks after his premonition, Gene was standing in an airport, saying goodbye to his parents.

"Make sure to call us when you land." Luella Davis reminded her son, hugging him tightly. She was slightly surprised when he hugged back harder, holding the hug for longer than was strictly necessary.

"Bye mum." He said, trying not to choke as he knew this would be the last he ever saw of his parents. Upon releasing his mother, his father stuck out his hand, nodding. Gene took his father's hand, shaking it. A fit of childishness overcame him, and he yanked his father into a hug tighter than the one he gave his mother. Shocked, his father froze, but soon relaxed enough to awkwardly pat him on the back.

"Come on Gene, you're only leaving for a few weeks." His father said, stepping out of the embrace. Gene nodded, but neither parent saw the sadness in his eyes as he turned and made his way over to board the plane. With one last look at his mother and father, he left for Japan, walking straight into a death he dreaded coming.

During his flight, all Gene could think about was his upcoming death, and he realised he was okay with it. He could feel his time coming to an end, and he knew it would be a catalyst for something amazing. He'd thought long and hard over whether he was going to change his future or not, but seeing his brother, distant from everyone but his family, so different from the 'Naru' from his vision, that he'd decided he wanted that Noll to exist, more than anything. So he arranged his trip to Japan, making false plans on what he would do there. In all honesty he had no idea what he was going to do when he arrived. He supposed he'd look for the place he dies, but there were a few things to take care of first. For one, he needed to tidy up a few loose ends. Secondly, he wanted to see this Mai Taniyama with his own two eyes. The former was easy enough to do when he arrived in Shibuya. The former, however, required a bit more stealth.

Mai Taniyama hurried across her high school campus, already very late for class, when she saw something flutter in front of her. Before she knew what had happened, she collided with something, sending herself rebounding back onto the ground, landing on her behind.

"Ow." She muttered, looking up at what she had hit. Standing before her was a tall boy about her age with black hair and blue eyes. He was smiling down at her sheepishly, and offered her a hand to get up.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I wasn't watching where I was going." His voice was light and kind, making Mai smile as she took the offered hand.

"No, it's my fault." She said, brushing herself off with one hand when she was on her feet. "I shouldn't have been running so fast without looking." she blushed when she noticed the boy still had her hand. "May I have my hand back?" she asked. The boy glanced down at their intertwined hands and, after some hesitation, dropped her hand and returned his own back to his side.

"Let me help you with those." He said, gesturing to Mai's books, which lay in a mess on the ground.

"Ah, no! Don't worry about it!" Mai exclaimed shaking her head and smiling. "I can get them." She bent to collect her books, but the boy was faster, and had already picked up most of them before she'd even reached the ground. "Thank you." She beamed when he handed them back. The boy smiled and turned to leave.

"Guess I'll see you around, Mai." He said, before walking off and leaving behind a very confused Mai. Once he left the high school grounds he found a bench to sit down. Mai had been almost what he'd expected. Absent minded and kind. The Mai from his vision was merely a shadow of the sun compared to meeting the girl in person, even if he had only seen her for a short period of time. She would be good for Noll, he decided. That, more than anything set his mind completely on his task at hand, and he caught the next bus back to his hotel room, throwing himself into searching for the road next to the lake.

Noll sat in his room, reading a textbook on parapsychology. Sighing, he put his book down, glancing at his watch. His brother should be boarding his plane right now, if there were no delays. He'd offered to go to Japan with his twin, but Gene had vehemently refused him. His reaction had shocked Noll.

"No Noll, you're not coming with me." Gene said sternly, staring his brother down in a rare show of seriousness.

"Why not? I have as much to gain out of studying the paranormal researches being done in Japan as you do." Noll reasoned. However, Gene remained stubborn. They'd been arguing about it for a week, since Gene announced he wished to go to Japan. Noll had been confused as to why he hadn't been invited along, as they usually did things like this together. "I see no reason why you should be allowed to go, but I have to stay here!"

"Because I have to do this alone!" Gene snapped, reaching the end of his rather long fuse with his brother. "You have to understand that. This is just something that I have to do without you." He added, speaking in a soft voice. "You'll understand one day little brother." Noll studied his brother, seeing something in his face he couldn't identify. He knew his brother had been keeping something from him for the past few months, but whenever he'd asked, he'd been brushed off. It hurt to know his twin was keeping secrets from each other, but he knew that unless Gene decided to tell him, there was nothing he could do to find out.

"Fine." Noll said, voice going cold as he shut down his emotions to rid him of the hurt he felt, the start of a new part of him that was to become very prominent in the future. "Go." With that he turned on his heel and left. He hadn't talked to Gene for three days after that, preferring to sulk in his room.

Two weeks later, Noll wandered into Gene's bedroom, grabbing a shirt from Gene wardrobe.

Images flashed through his head, and an emptiness he could never have imagined settled over him as he realised his brother was gone. Dead.

Three months later Noll followed his brother to Japan; while the ghost of his elder twin watched his premonition slowly unfold. Gene knew it would be a long time until he could talk to his brother again, and seeing the pain in his brother hurt him more than dying had; but it was worth it, worth everything. Just to send Noll home to Mai.