Hey! I AM BACK! I'm still alive and breathing as you can see. Okay, let's save our reunion for later, let's get on with the story!

Chapter 1

"Alright... this is it... Just go in and tell him... Just go in and tell him..."

Mikoto said as she took deep breaths. She was currently standing in front of her dorm, holding the doorknob with great force. She is now about to tell Hiromi about her plan of returning to Academy City, which is a lot easier said than done. Mikoto took another deep breath as she slowly turned the knob and entered.

"I'm b-"

"Oh, welcome back Miko! Come and take a seat! I already cooked dinner for us!"

Hiromi greeted happily, while setting the roasted chicken on the table. He was wearing a frilly apron (supposedly Mikoto's), and smiled at her warmly. He walked up to her and held her shoulders and led her to her seat.

"Uhm, Hiromi? I appreciate everything but-"

"Let's save the talk for later! I got hungry waiting for you! I'm pretty sure that you're starving too! So let's eat okay?"

He said as he sat on the chair opposite of hers. Mikoto couldn't do anything but oblige. It was the least she could do, she was leaving him. After a while of eating,

"So? How did you like the food Miko?"

Hiromi asked looking at her. Mikoto smiled as she swallowed another chunk of chicken in her mouth.

"It's delicious as always Hiromi, but we really, really need to talk."

She said putting her fork down and looking at him seriously. Hiromi did the same as he took a glass of water to drink.

"Okay then, what is it?"

He said bringing it closer to his mouth for a sip. Mikoto closed her eyes and breathed.

"I've decided to go back to Academy City."

Hiromi nearly choked in his water. He had a coughing fit, but quickly recovered.

"What?" He asked rather calmly.

"I said, I'll take up Academy City's request. I'm going back."

She answered lowering her head. Hiromi eyed her carefully before speaking,

"Before anything, why did you decide that?"

"What?"

"What's the reason you came up with that decision? Or should I say, who is the reason?"

He said looking at her, pain clearly visible from his eyes.

"Hiromi, please..."

"Misaka Mikoto. Answer me, truthfully if you please. Don't even try lying."

"Sigh, I talked to Kuroko on my way home okay? She told me stories about everyone and I realized how much I missed them. Besides, I don't want to see that guy's face anymore, so you don't have to worry about him. I'll only be gone for a while. It's not like I'm gonna stay there permanently."

"You're lying."

"I am not!"

"Yes you are! If you truly hated him, then why do you still wear that necklace?! If you really wanted to move on, you would've thrown it into a river or something!"

"I tried that okay? It's just...I thought that...instead of forgetting about him, I'd rather torture him. You know, make him suffer for what he did to me and stuff. It was actually Kuroko's idea."

She answered as she placed her hands on the table.

"Is keeping the necklace a part of that plan?"

"More or less. It doesn't matter anyway. Look, no matter what you say, I will go alright? I'll probably be gone for a month or so. It's not that long. I'll be back before you know it."

"But Miko-"

"End of discussion Hiromi. I am going to bed. I still need to pack my bags and get ready; the scheduled flight is in 2 days."

Mikoto said standing up and walking to her bedroom door. Before turning the knob, she stopped and looked back.

"Thanks for the food; you're really an amazing cook."

She entered her room shortly afterwards. Hiromi stared at the closed door before slumping back to the chair.

"But Kamijou Touma is still better than me huh?" he said, silently cursing. MEANWHILE, on the other side of the door, Mikoto slid down until she sat on her soft carpeted floor.

"Sigh, why does he always have to be so damn questioning!? It's already hard enough just thinking about it! Why does he have to ask every single detail?!"

She said pulling her knees to her chest as she realized the gravity of the situation she just entered. It was going to be one extremely long month...

Breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, and once again, it was yet another quiet dinner. It was Mikoto's last day in England, and all the meals mentioned before, were shared in silence. Both Mikoto and Hiromi refused to acknowledge each other's existence. After eating, Mikoto stood up, hoping to sleep before her flight, which is in 4 hours.

"Miko?"

Hiromi suddenly said, speaking for the first time in 2 days. Mikoto merely looked back and stared at him, without saying a word.

"Get your things and bring them to the car."

"I'm going to sleep Hiromi."

"Miko, please. Just...please. This is the last time I'll ever see you. I'll take you to the airport right after."

"...Fine..."

She said opening her bedroom door and changing clothes. Mikoto grabbed her luggage as she dragged them out. A car was waiting for the two of them outside. She was struggling to put her things in the trunk, until a hand came from behind her and helped her.

"Let me help you with that."

He said rather emotionlessly, pissing Mikoto off. She grunted as she literally chucked her bags into the trunk forcefully and slammed it closed.

"No need."

She said not turning to see his reaction, as she walked to the door and slid in. Hiromi sighed and followed her. The drive to wherever they were going was really uneventful. Mikoto kept quiet as she watched the flickering lights move past her window. She would catch Hiromi staring at her, but chose to ignore him. After an hour and a half of awkward silence, they finally stopped. Hiromi immediately went down the car. Mikoto was about to do the same, until her phone vibrated. It was that idiot calling again. She silently debated whether to answer it or not, until her door opened.

"Let's go."

Hiromi said reaching out his hand, until he noticed the flashing light on Mikoto's phone.

"Aren't you going to answer that?"

He asked, not knowing who the caller was. Mikoto just glared at him before turning off her phone, and steeping out of the car, not taking his hand. Hiromi just sighed as shrugged it off and closed the door. Mikoto impatiently placed her arms across her chest and tapped her foot. Hiromi passed by her and walked through what seemed like a forest.

'What the hell is this guy thinking? Making me lose sleep for a trek trip?! What the hell?! Ugh! He is such a-'

Mikoto's thoughts were cut off when a hand was in her field of vision. She looked up and saw Hiromi holding out his hand once again.

"Be careful Miko. You might slip; you'd better hold my hand."

He said with a concerned tone. Mikoto grunted as she walked faster and took the lead, stepping on twigs and pushing through bushes.

'Who the hell does he think he is?! My father?! Why the heck does he treat me like a child?!'

She thought angrily in her mind. She stopped stomping her way around when she realized that they have reached the highest point of what seemed like a hill. She walked further and looked at the sight below. Different coloured lights were sparkling and flickering. She was looking at the overview of her town in England, and it was certainly a sight to behold.

"It's really pretty isn't it? I've always wanted to bring you here, but I never got the chance."

Hiromi said appearing from behind her. He walked closer until they were side by side staring at the view.

"Why?"

Mikoto asked, still not looking at him. Hiromi glanced at her, before smiling.

"And why are you asking that Miko? Because it reminds you of something that Kamijou did for you?" [refers to her birthday, it's on the in the one-shot I wrote]

"Cut the crap Hiromi. Why are you doing this? What's your point?"

"Why do you always have to sound mean Miko? I just wanted to talk to you, without us arguing."

"That would be difficult, considering the fact that you always bring HIM into our conversation."

She said closing her eyes and breathing the pleasant night breeze.

"Mikoto, I'm sorry if I'm making this difficult. But just so you know, it's really difficult for me to just let you go. Not after everything that we've been through."

"What are you talking about?"

"When we were kids, do you remember what happened? Our promise? I promised you that I'd get stronger to protect you! And I did! I'm strong enough, but you don't want to be protected. You just have to go and put yourself in different situations."

"Hiromi, it's the way I want to live my life. Besides, the things I do are to protect those that are dear to me. So they won't have to suffer anything."

"Even Kamijou's beliefs have rubbed off on you huh?"

Hiromi said with a small smile. Mikoto glared at him, but before she could say anything, he held out a bracelet. It was a simple chain bracelet, with a lock on its end. Mikoto's eyes widened.

"That...that bracelet got turned into dust! How did you..."

"I had it remade. I collected the dust from before and had people fix it."

"How on earth can anyone fix something like that? They turned dust to a bracelet?! Are we talking about ESPers or something?!"

"That doesn't matter right now Miko. I just want you to promise me one thing, again."

"If that's another childish promise, I am leaving this very instant."

She said turning around, but Hiromi grabbed her arm and spun her back to face him. He placed the bracelet on her wrist and smiled.

"Miko-chan, please promise, to stay with me forever. Just like before, please promise me."

He asked with a pleading look as he held her hands tightly yet gently.

"Hiromi...I..."

Mikoto stuttered but stopped when Hiromi hugged her.

"Miko, I don't think I can bear to see you leave. You should go ahead, you might be late if you stay here any longer."

"But I haven't answered you yet."

"I don't need an answer Miko-chan. Because if it's Miko-chan, I'm sure that she'll keep her promise."

He whispered gently. After a second, Hiromi released her from his grasp.

"Well, this is good bye then Miko-chan. You'd better take care of yourself okay? I should probably bring you down, you might get lost."

He said with a small laugh as he took her hand and dragged her down. When they got to the car, Hiromi opened the door for her, but before she went in,

"Hiromi?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for everything. I'll be back soon. Please don't do anything dangerous okay Hiromi?"

She said with a smile as she went in. Hiromi closed the door and it drove off. When it was finally out of sight,

"Mi..ko...chan...I'm...I'm so...sorry..."

He whispered, his eyes blurry and wobbly until they finally closed. After a second, they flung open,

"Dangerous? Oh please Misaka Mikoto, you should be more worried for yourself."

He said with dilated and seemingly maniac eyes as a sinister grin placed itself on his face.

-NEXT MORNING IN ACADEMY CITY-

"Hey, did you hear the news?"

"Ah? What is it?"

"Misaka-sama, the Railgun, is coming back! Some say she'll be back within the week. She called the principal yesterday confirming it!"

"Ah really?!"

This was the most common conversation in Academy City, specifically in Tokiwadai. It just so happened that Kuroko, Uiharu and Saten overheard a group of girls gossiping about it. They were currently seated in their usual cafe, eating cake, drinking tea and chatting casually.

"So then Shirai-san, when will Misaka-san come back? Rumours are spreading fast you know."

Uiharu asked as she took a piece of her cake.

"Onee-sama didn't say anything. She just said that she'd be back."

"I wonder what would happen if Misaka-san met up with Kamijou-san?"

Saten said looking out the window.

"In all honestly, I don't think now is the right time for them to meet. Onee-sama...has...uhm...certain plans...which might cause her to get into custody by Judgment."

"Huh why? I mean, if we think about it, Misaka-san should've been long taken into custody for extreme violence and damage to property, not to mention stealing from vending machines and a lot more!"

Saten said with a smile as she enumerated everything. Kuroko and Uiharu laughed as well.

"Yeah, I sure missed Misaka-san's violent tendencies... It was a part of our routine..."

Uiharu said while sipping her tea.

"Yeah, I miss her too." –Saten

"Well I miss Onee-sama the most! My nights have been so lonely without her! Without her warmth next to me, without her childish underwear, without her intoxicating scent, without her whip of affection, but most of all, with her love, I would die! Oh Onee-sama! My dear, dear Onee-sama! Oh how much I miss touching your-"

"Continue with your ramble and you will get shocked Kuroko."

A voice suddenly said, interrupting Kuroko's perverted monologue. The three of them looked at each other before Kuroko laughed nervously.

"Ha-ha, I can even hear Onee-sama's voice of rage even though she's not here. I should probably look at my album of candid photos of her to ease my loss..."

Kuroko said scratching the back of her head. The next thing they knew, Kuroko turned into a pile of burnt coal. Uiharu and Saten's faces both grew into shock and happiness. A girl wearing a beige beret stood behind Kuroko, wearing a coat and a brown plaid skirt with knee-high boots. The girl took of her beret and her hazel hair came tumbling down all the way to her back.

"Yo! It's been a while!" the girl greeted happily.

"MISAKA-SAN!"

They both shouted happily. Mikoto smiled back and looked at Kuroko.

"Kuroko..."

"Y-yes? Onee-sama?"

"We have a lot to burn when we get home, do you understand?" she said menacingly. Kuroko cowered in fear and just clung onto Mikoto's waist, rubbing her face in between her stomach and chest. Mikoto tried to pry her off as Uiharu and Saten laughed. The ruckus went on and on, even Saten joined in by hugging Mikoto from behind. Uiharu smiled looking at her friends, until something caught her eye. She turned her head and saw someone familiar from behind the glass window of the store.

"Ah! Kamijou-san!"

She greeted standing up happily. The ruckus stopped and everyone turned their attention to the figure behind the glass. Mikoto dropped the ragged Kuroko and stared at the spiky haired man staring at her. Touma dropped the school bag he was holding, his eyes wide and his mouth agape.

"Heh, now look who we have here."

She said with an evil smile on her face. 'This is gonna feel so good.' She thought to herself.

MEANWHILE: IN ENGLAND, Hiromi sat in a cafe sipping tea. A person in a weird black cape with gold embroidered designs on it sat behind him.

"Enjoying tea like it's an ordinary thing to do huh?"

The person said, judging from its voice, it came from a man.

"What do you want? It's not yet time."

Hiromi said with slight irritation. The man laughed as Hiromi turned around.

"What are you saying you pathetic b-st-rd? The two month long hell has just begun. The angel that announces death and destruction has arrived in the land of sinners."

He said with a sadistic smile. That's right. Hell is about to break lose.

-Chapter end-

Hey there! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of 'Facing Your Fears: AGAIN?!' I'm sorry it took so long! I want to thank everyone who read my first three stories and have proceeded with this one. Did you guys notice the connection between the stories?

As you can imagine, Hiromi is a very important character in this part. Can you guess who he asked to fix the bracelet? What is the price for this? Is he bipolar or what?

Oh, and just so you know, a beret is a kind of hat. It looks like the ones used by painters, you know, the thing on their heads...

Well, I actually have a lot of things to say, it's so much that I can't type all of them down. I'll make the next chapters longer okay?

Thanks for the wait! Thanks for reading!

Please review! Thanks! Ja-ne!