Disclaimer: I do not own Aishiteruze Baby. The marvelous Yoko Maki owns everything has to do with it.

-Stairway to Heaven-

(Note: I am huge on music… I mean, c'mon! Who isn't? But what I mean by that is that music influences my writing. So there will be songfics thrown in, and the titles of each chapter will be the song that influenced it. So if you want, you can listen to the song when you're reading it to try to see into my mind! Ah, it probably won't work, but it's worth a shot, eh?)

Prologue: Go (by Hanson)

The sky was cascading down… drowning him. Yuzu was gone? It didn't make sense. His calm, collected front during the final goodbye was unraveling before him. In his room, his shoulder began to shake. He was so alone. So very, very alone…

For all the love we've made

Just one thing stays the same

The lamp gets dusty

The pipes get rusty

But I don't wanna wash my hands clean

"Kippei?" The voice broke the shrill silence of the night. It was coming from the stairwell leading up toward his room. He recognized the voice immediately and was instantly filled with a deep pang of regret. Collecting himself again, he opened the door and was face to face with Kokoro. Her light brown hair framed her face and her large eyes were creased in concern.

"Kippei, it's been two days…" she whispered, brushing a hand to his face. "Please come out."

He shook his head, his untidy blonde hair becoming even messier. "Kokoro… you don't understand."

It was the wrong thing to say. Her eyes became angry and chipped within a second of Kippei's words.

"I don't understand?" she hissed, retrieving her hand from his face. "What do you mean, I don't understand?"

"I didn't mean that," he tried to recover, but he knew he had lost it. Tears were pooling in her eyes now and she was beginning to break down.

Well you say you love me too

Then why won't you go through?

With the nightly kisses

With the hits and the misses

Well if you can make it on your own...

She wiped her eyes and looked down at the floor. "You've gotta think, Kippei," she managed to say between her solemn tears. "You're not alone. All of us… all of us feel this. In one way or another." She walked into his room and shut the door behind her. They were alone now. The night air regained its catchy silence as rain poured from the sky. The sounds of the rain splattering onto the ground echoed around them from Kippei's open window.

"I'm sorry, Kokoro." He sat down on his floor as she positioned herself on his unkempt bed. Of course, saying what he had said had brought back memories of Kokoro's mother. Her mother had died so long ago… but the hole never seemed to heal.

"Do you forgive me?" He got up and sat down beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. She shrugged, but looked at him in the eyes.

"I don't know, Kippei."

Then go if you want to go

But stay if you want to know the way

Through the mess we've made

Or lie in the bed you know or go

He reached forward, pressing his soft lips gently on her cheek. She closed her eyes and sighed, a few final tears trickling down her face.

"Kokoro," he began, but she shushed him with a peck on the lips.

"Hush, Kippei. I forgive you. I forgive you for everything you've ever done. Just promise me…" She took a deep breath before speaking again. "Just promise me that I'm your only one."

Her words made him smile for the first time in days. "You are."

I heard your moving van

But I did not take a stand

You can't leave with 'em

You can't live without 'em

I never thought I'd want to let you...

They were kissing more passionately now, both laying on the bed. His hands were in her hair, pressing her as close to him as possible. She was lightly biting his lower lip, wishing for more. They pulled away for air.

"Kippei?" she murmured, looking in his eyes for answers. He didn't have any. He didn't know anything anymore.

"Kippei," she asked again, sitting up straighter. He lowered his gaze.

"I love you, Kokoro."

She smiled at him, and kissed him again. The fire was back. She didn't have time to respond. They were tangled up in each other, forgetting the reality they were facing, if only for a brief second

They were living the moment.

Go, if you want to go

But stay if you want to know the way

Through the mess we've made

And lie in the bed you know or go

They were fumbling with clothes now, removing them in a quick haste. His hands were on her chest, blood rushing to his head. She was kissing him over and over again, trying so hard to forget everything.

To be where she was now.

For all the love we've made

Just one thing stays the same

The lamp gets dusty

The pipes get rusty

But I don't wanna wash my hands clean

And then they made love for only the second time. The pleasure that washed over them both drowned them from their own pains. It was bliss heaven. They were together now. They felt as though nothing would break them.

Nothing could come between them

Ever.

Then go…

"I love you too, Kippei."

OOC:// So that was my feeble attempt. I'm really not that great of a writer... I prefer the stage form of art. But, bear with me. I've got more where this came from (hehe). Just hold on, and... well, I do love reviews. Anything. :-D

Stay cool, readers- Elphie