We have come to the end of Lucky Charm. It took a lot longer than I thought I would, but finally it is done. I like how it came together, and I hope you all enjoy the last chapter, even though it is a little OOC and cheesy. Tbh I am nervous about adding this. First of all there is something scary about the finality of ending a story that I have this much love for. The story surprised me, it changed from drabble length fluff, to something far more immense, and it is rather hard to realize that is coming to an end. It also has a lot to do with the aforementioned OOCness and cheesefest. So thanks again for all the favs and reviews, you guys have been awesome, and this would never have been finished without all the reader involvement. But alas this comment is becoming overly long, and you are here for the chapter so I think that it is time. Without further ado, the last chapter of Lucky Charm.

Kyoko arrived at the restaurant, she had left the set a bit late, so she decided to ride her bike over. Ren had wanted to pick her up, but his work was quite far from the restaurant. Even so, the only reason that he really didn't fight her too hard about transportation, was that he knew first hand just how fast she was on a bike, so he wasn't too worried. She sat down at the a table where Ren was already seated, and she greeted him with a grin. The place was more upscale than their usual choices, but that was for the additional privacy offered by this establishment.

It had been almost a year since everything had happened, and that was about as hard to believe as what had actually happened.

"Kyoko-chan," Ren said, greeting her. It was incredibly adorable how he could still greet her with such happiness as though they weren't planning to be married soon.

It was true, a few days after her birthday, and the subsequent grateful party thrown for her by Maria, which was a triple party celebrating Christmas, her birthday, and her graduation from the LoveMe section, that he asked her the question.

She would always remember it as the day she nearly messed everything up, and he would probably never let her forget it.

As though he knew where her current thoughts were, he took the moment to kiss the ring that he had placed on her finger that day. "Do you still like Renku?"

She blushed, but nodded. Of course she had to name the stone, because really, it would have been mean not to. That was the thing that had nearly ruined everything though, the moment that he had proposed, she had short circuited, and her first thought was naming the stone in the ring, and not saying 'yes' loud enough for at least all of Japan to hear. The mere thought made the memories come to the forefront of her mind.

Kyoko was tired, happy, naturally, given all the good that had happened to her, even if they had some… bumps, on the road. After the interview there was some backlash as far as her career was concerned, but thankfully, the mention that she had been a childhood friend seemed to result in that most people saw her as a real life romantic movie character, and not as a money-hungry, career-driven manipulator.

"Good evening, Kyoko-chan," Ren greeted her.

"R-ren-san!" She had exclaimed in surprise, both at his appearance, and, well his appearance.

His hair was its natural color, and his contacts had been taken out, it was the first clue that something important was happening. Ren had asked her over, and though she was tired she was more than willing. He had told her that he wouldn't be home though, and since she had a key, from her time healing at his apartment.

That had been a battle, won of course with him resorting to his puppy dog eyes to convince her to keep the key. She really needed to gain some immunity to that, otherwise he would always have the upperhand.

"Sorry for startling you."

"It's alright. Did you get off early?" she asked, trying to remember if he had a role that needed him to be blond.

"Not quite," he said sheepishly. "For right now, though…" he paused reaching for her hand. The smile she received, was enough to make her put aside asking for what he had meant, if he was admitting to not being fully honest, surely he was going to tell her why.

In the kitchen a meal, from a restaurant she knew for a fact, did not deliver, was set out on the table. A delicious cake, one that she had tried to get the recipe for to no avail, sat in the middle, in a very pretty box.

"What are we celebrating?" she asked. The only times that he did something like this was when he didn't want her to have to cook, and that in addition to his changed hair made her wonder.

Not having her cook was something that happened rarely, considering that she loved cooking, and he loved to eat what she made. He often made the comment that she would soon have to cook for him everyday because her cooking was so good that other food began to taste bad, and soon he would be fully dependent on her cooking if he didn't want to starve. She of course saw this as being highly overdramatic, but she couldn't deny that she was happy like eating what she made for him, especially consider how lacking his appetite normally was .

"Dinner first," he said, and she was curious at the nervousness that seemed to be dominating his tone.

"Alright," she agreed hoping to help calm him down.

They ate the food, in an odd, heated silence, and then each had a bite of cake. By then she was starting to get worried, and Ren was starting to get a bit… jumpy, for lack of better word. She was about to make an attempt to start a conversation, when he suddenly stood up. He was running a hand through his hair, and his other hand was shoved in his pocket.

"Ren-san?"

"This hasn't gone quite the way I planned," he said with a brief laugh.

"That seems to be the way things usually go for us," she agreed.

"So I thought I would simply come out, and tell you what this is all about."

"I think I would like that," she said softly.

He took a deep breath, and looked up at the ceiling, before looking at her again. He offered his hand to her, and she took it. He quickly pulled her up, and then moved his hands to her shoulders.

"Kyoko-chan," he took another deep breath, "I was trying to… well... " he shook his head, "I'll just ask," he whispered.

His hand dove back into his pocket, and he pulled out the velvet box, and slid down on one knee. "I have never felt this way about anyone, and even when nothing seems to work out the way I hope, I am always happy to have you with me," he said laughing slightly. "You are everything I always needed, and more than I deserve, even still, despite all that I have done, you want me in your life. I couldn't be any more sure that I want you, so will you do me the honor of agreeing to be my wife."

She had frozen when he had opened the box, and all she could see was the glistening stone in the ring. She had no idea what it was, but it was so pretty. In some ways it reminded her of Corn.

She couldn't speak. All she could see was that pretty ring, and its stone. Then she has started thinking of things to name it, and after several names that didn't fit, she had come up with Renku.

"Renku," she had said, and at his confusion she had remembered that Ren, Japan's leading man, and her fairy prince, had just proposed to her. He had stumbled through everything else but, still, he had forged ahead, and now he was looking at her with a mix of worry, and dread.

She had wanted to run away, but only the knowledge that she would devastate him, because he would certainly misunderstand, kept her in place.

She was blushing, and the world was looking a little squiggly at the edges, but she managed to calm enough to say something that was an affirmative. She took a breath, realizing that, that wasn't the right way to go about this. "Of course I will!" she shouted, wincing at the volume.

Then she had passed out.

When she had come too, she was laying on the couch. She had thought it all was a dream until she saw the ring again, and Ren's worried, face. Her reserves of courage were used up, and she had fled to the guest room, shutting the door behind her.

She reached for his hand. "Do you still like your ring?" she asked.

Ren nodded. "It's an excellent memory."

She had felt bad for how she had reacted, so a few days later, armed with a ring of her own, a ring far more modest than the one Ren had placed on her finger, but no less meaningful for it, she had proposed to him. She was wearing Renku, and they were officially engaged, but the point was that she wanted him to see how much he meant to her, and how much she wanted to build a life with him. She wanted him to have tangible proof of that, and a ring, seemed the best way to do that. As far as she knew he hadn't named his, but he had blushed, and that image was something that she treasured.

"Hey," a voice called out.

"Fuwa," Ren said, as Sho sat across from them.

"Hi Shotaro," Kyoko said. He rolled his eyes at her.

The fourth and final seat was taken by another female.

"You must be Seta-san," Kyoko said.

"Yes," she said softy, "It is nice to meet you Mogami-san."

"It is nice to meet you, Seta-san," Ren said.

"You as well, Tsuruga-san."

"What's with all this formality," Sho cut in. "This is supposed to be a double date, not a business meeting."

"Well some of us have manners, Shotaro," Kyoko commentted. "She hasn't given us permission to use her given name."

"You can if you want," she said softly.

"Only if you agree to use ours," Kyoko responded.

"I couldn't-"

"Then neither can we," Kyoko said.

"Don't worry, that pinhead actor isn't anyone you need to be formal for, and I bet Kyoko would love to have another female friend to drag around on her days off."

"Sho, that's mean," she said.

"Aww, Nao-chan, don't be mad, that's just the way we talk to each other. He and I don't get along, and we, he pointed at Kyoko then himself, tease each other. it's normal."

"I still say it's mean," she huffed.

Kyoko laughed. She decided she liked her. It was a bit hard to determine with how shy she had been, but when she was talking with Sho she could see that she really did have a fire burning inside of her.

"We," Kyoko said, "are going to the bathroom, try not to make a scene," she said mainly looking at Sho.

"Sure, just instantly think that I'll be the problem."

"I'm sure Ren-san won't do anything," she said sweetly.

"Of course I won't," Ren said calmly. Inside his heart was pounding, that had been a real threat. It wasn't that she would do anything, despite how playful the tone was, he knew that it was simply that she would be disappointed in him. Nothing was a worse punishment than that though, because the expression she got was so heartbreakingly sad, that he felt like he had let her down, and that was more than enough to keep him from doing something that he knew would led to that.

"Are you sure it's okay to leave them alone at the table," Nao asked.

"They'll be fine," she said. They pretend not to like each other, and I pretend not to know that they are friends, and spend far too long co-oping on a video game they are hooked on."

"Really?"

Kyoko nodded.

After a moment, Nao asked, "So what did you want to talk about?"

"I just wanted to get to know you," Kyoko said honestly. "I don't know how much Sho told you about me-"

"A lot," Nao interjected then she blushed. "Sorry for interrupting, but he told me a lot. What he did, how he hurt you, and about how your friendship is still being worked out."

"Ah, so the jerk can be honest. I'm a little jealous I will admit."

"Why?"

"Because you are getting the Sho that I had wanted, and I honestly didn't know how I would feel about that."

"So how do you feel about it?" Nao asked a little of her worry, and nervousness bleeding through.

"Happy," Kyoko assured her quickly. "I like being friends with him again, and this time it isn't poisoned by any romantic feelings. I think it really helps that I found someone that loves me for everything that I am."

"I really admire you," Nao admitted.

Kyoko blushed. "Why?"

Nao smiled. For all the self-assurance that Kyoko presented, it was becoming clear that she was nervous as well. "I thought that this was going to be… well not like this. I didn't think you would accept me so easily."

"You are remarkable too." Kyoko said.

"How?" Nao asked baffled.

"Not many girls would be comfortable meeting what basically amounts to their partners ex, and I am an actress after all."

"I guess we are both a little different from other girls then," Nao said.

"Yeah we can both put up with Shotaro, that's a rare breed."

"I love him," Nao said suddenly.

Kyoko smiled. "I'm glad," she said voice ringing with the sincerity of the statement.

When the girl's returned, Ren and Sho were staring daggers at one another. It lacked any real intensity though, so they paid no attention to it, seeing it for the act that it really was.

"So what took you two so long?" Sho asked.

"I had to tell her all your embarrassing secrets," Kyoko said.

Sho gasped like a fish out of water, because Kyoko was one of the only people that really did know all of his embarrassing moments, and Nao laughed.

"She told me enough to last for a long time," the girl said. "I really enjoyed the story about how you tried to make your own lunch when you were seven," she giggled.

"Once a demon girl, always a demon girl," Sho muttered, with a deep blush on his face.

"That's my fiance you are talking about," Ren hissed.

Thankfully the waiter chose that moment to ask if they were ready to order.

"I like her," Kyoko said, as Ren drove them home after the lunch.

"She seems good for him," Ren agreed.

"Well given where they met, that's very true."

"Where they met?"

"They meet in an online therapy group." she said.

"Really?"

"He didn't want to get into it too much, but he tells me they started talking in the group, and then outside of it."

"I never thought we would see the day that we went on a double date with him," Ren noted.

She nodded her agreement.

"You know, I never thought that things would turn out this way," Ren mused as he parked the car.

"What things?"

"Everything that matters to me. Before the accident, and this," he pulled out the little doll that she had given him so long ago, "I was afraid that I would never find the courage to say how I felt about you. I thought I would never be able to accept my past, and acknowledge my parents, and that my life would always be measured by my mistakes, but then you gave me this, and there was hope for me."

She never thought that she would be here either, happily in love, and engaged, was the last place that she had pictured herself, but she was happy that this was her life, and she was looking forward to a future with Ren. She reached for his hand, and held it, while giving him a smile.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a while, before she said, "I didn't think you would still have it, you haven't zoned out in a long time now."

"If I simply thought of this as a trinket, it would still be something made for me by the woman I love, but it has always been more than a trinket to me."

"What more could it be?"

He gave her that dazzling smile, that even after all the times she had seen it, still sent her heart into overdrive. "It's like having you around me all the time, no matter if we are apart, to put it simply, it is my lucky charm."