A/N: Finally, after months of re-writing the chapter over and over again, it is done! I have been searching the ending that would inspire me the most and I've found it I struggled to find the best way to approach the ending I have set up for a long time now, and the other versions of this ending are still there in my files... I haven't erased them, why? I don't know...

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I have never thought that this would reach over a hundred comments, it was one of the happiest moments in my life to find that my story reached over 100 comments.

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Final Page: ...To Morning

Night kept flowing, time was flying by like sand slipping out from the gaps between my fingers, softly but continuously, and there was nothing I could do to stop it...

Drowning in this dark sea, I couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything, couldn't feel anything... My mind was going numb, I knew that, but the only thing that kept playing back and forth was the desire to meet you, even just for one more time... just one more day, one more hour, one more minute to be with you, to be by your side, to stroke your soft blue hair, to kiss your tender lips, to look into those beautiful golden eyes and say that I love you, so, so much...

However, that was the only wish that deep down in my heart, I understood that I couldn't and would never be able to fulfill. Because you were gone, forever gone from my side...

Choking, I coughed but no sound came out from my scratchy throat as my burning lungs screamed for air, natural instinct told me to get myself out of here, but I couldn't... all senses were gone from this heavy body of mine as it kept on sinking lower and lower into the dark space beneath...

Where are you? How can I ever see you again? What can I do to meet you?

Len?

Len?

Please... tell me... because... because I would give everything to meet you, for just one more time, please... tell me... Len...

" Wak... u. Wake...p. Wake up, Ryotaro!" Someone was calling my name, desperately, such a familiar voice, but I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't even stir, what was going? And suddenly, my shoulder was being shook repeatedly and determinedly, sensation was coming back to my whole being as my eyes jolted opened.

And I was lost in blue... a blue sea and two golden, glinting, beautiful orbs...

" Len..." The name slipped out from my lips naturally as my hand came up to caress his cheek and feel the soft, thin skin beneath my palm. He was there... he was really there! I was really feeling him! The urge to cry was pushed back down my throat as I pulled him into a tight embrace. He was alive... it was a dream... a nightmare... just a horrible nightmare that my tired mind had created to deceive me. Yes... just a nightmare...

" Hey... what's wrong?" His gentle voice and warm breath touched my ear. " You're acting strange..." He spoke with such a soft voice as it was cloaked with this genuine concern, he was worried about me. I shook my head and held him closer and tighter to me, feeling his heart beating against my chest, breathing in his familiar scent that I suddenly yearned for so much.

" No... everything is fine... as long as you're here with me." I whispered reassuringly into his ear and felt as he nuzzled his head to the crook of my neck, resting comfortly on me.

" That's good to hear..."

Pushing him against the wall, warm sprays of water softly touched the skin on my back as I kissed him passionately, hands caressing the strong line of his jaw as my tongue found its way into his mouth, feeling his finely shaped rows of teeth and the intense heat that was there, burning up along with his body that was pressing against mine.

" This wasn't what I had in mind when I told you to get into the shower..." He whispered breathlessly as we broke the kiss, cheeks turning pink, either due to the lack of air or this heat that was rising, not just from the shower.

" Yeah, I love you, too. Can't wait to taste what you had made for me, either."

He frowned at the tease, not because that he didn't like what we were doing, that I knew for a fact, but because he was embarrassed that he had made something for me to eat, he had never been that much of a great cook, despite knowing how to make some relatively basic dishes... he still... was not so great at it.

I smiled, but of course, this was one of the reason why I loved him so, so much.

" Okay... How did you manage to do all of this in such a short time?" I looked at the set of a Japanese traditional breakfast being laid out in front of me, feeling very much puzzled.

" By getting up early?" He replied in a tone that seemed as though this was a perfectly normal thing, which to me, it wasn't.

Len sat down to the seat next to me, his usual seat, golden orbs looking at me attentively, blinking every now and then, asking me to eat his food and give comment about it without even needing to ask. Of course, I understood his message completely and dug in happily. It wasn't every day that I got to eat such a feast like this.

Chopin had always been an inspiration as my fingers danced above the keys, playing one of his song happily, it felt good just being able to play music like this, I knew he was watching me, Len had always sat there and watched me play for quite a while now, always with such adoring eyes that he hadn't even realized it himself that he was looking at me in such a way. But I didn't think that I would tell him that any time soon though, I wanted to be able to actually see that look on him every single day.

I opened my eyes and turned to where I knew he would be sitting and our eyes met as a soft smile broke on his wonderful lips that surprised me somewhat for its appearance there. But the surprise soon wore off as returned him a smile of my own.

I didn't dare move because I knew that Len was a very light sleeper, just one small stir, he could wake up and would never lie down again in the same afternoon, he was like that, stubborn as always while denying the fact that he had fallen asleep with his head resting on my arm. But honestly, I didn't see a problem with that, he had always been like that, so I just left it be, beside, it was cute having him blushed somewhat while trying to deny everything and turned away. Yeah, it was quite an interesting scene every time I saw it.

After finished playing a few piano songs, having Len not in the mood to actually have a duet with me, which was quite a bummer, we decided to get back to our room and rest up for the afternoon. And while reading a book, it suddenly came to me that the stress on my forearm increased considerably as it sank down to the soft mattress beneath and when I turned to look, I saw that his eyes were already closed and fluttered softly as those long and thick eyelashes touched his smooth skin much like a butterfly flapping its delicated wings.

The soft yellow sunlight beamed softly through the window curtains as it brushed against his skin gently and it almost seemed like he was, somewhat, glowing under the light. I smiled, feeling so happy inside. Len was relaxed, I could tell not just by the soft look on his face, but because he was comfortable enough to actually fall asleep on my forearm, and it wasn't something that would happen every day, and I was very happy and content with everything like this. But of course I would, I mean, Len meant the world to me, and I would do anything for him so that things could stay like this forever.

Yeah...

That would be nice...

Something warm was moving, closer and closer to me. Something warm and soft... and had a very gentle scent.

My eyes fluttered opened and everything around me blended into a blur... but there was one thing that could never be just a background, the soft blue head pressing against my chest...

Suddenly, all the traces of sleep were gone from my head as my eyes looked back down, was it me or was Len... snuggling against me...?

I was a complete loss for words as I stared at the top of his visible blue head. This was... new... He had never snuggled before... and I meant never... it was either that I pulled him closer, or I got closer to him. And that was it.

I swallowed, my heart, awkwardly, sped up as my arm around him tightened, and consciously or not, I could feel his fingers against my chest tightened as well, as if holding on, as if... pulling me closer, telling me that it was... okay... okay to be holding him in my arms like this, everything was okay...

And suddenly, I didn't want to ever, ever let go of him.

Dark at night, the moon beamed down it silver beams from outside as they slipped into the room through the thin curtains. Already fallen asleep, but suddenly, something moved as I opened my eyes to look and everything was blurry, the only thing that I could see was his back, facing me, he was sitting up... why?

" Len...?" I called out his name. " What's wrong?" The room's air was chilly, the tempareture had dropped considerably since that evening, I wonder why.

He turned back to look at me without saying a word as his hand went up, pointing towards the windows as I followed his direction to find that snow was falling outside, slowing covering the balcony and everything else with a thin layer of white. My eyes widened... it wasn't supposed to be snowing, not at this time of the year... right? Suddenly, I didn't actually remember what month it was, it completely slipped out of my mind as I frantically searched for the table calendar on the nightstand, but it wasn't there anymore... Where was it? I remembered specifically putting it there... right? I did put it there, didn't I?

I was utterly confused and starting to panick somewhat, what was going on? My mind was racing, in search for an appropriate answer to this, but before I could reach any conclusion, something touched my hand as I looked up to find Len looking at me intently with those gentle eyes as he tugged at my hand softly, signaling me to follow him.

Climbing out of the bed, he gave me my coat that somehow he had prepared and made me put it on before opening the window.

" Why aren't you putting on anything warmer?" I stopped him as soon as the cold piercing air rushed inside the room, I could literally feel the cold despite wearing an extra layer.

He was quiet for a few seconds before replying something that I didn't exactly expect. " Being near you is warm enough."

And before I could actually readjust myself, being dumbfounded by his answer, he had already pulled me out as we stepped out to the balcony outside. The white flakes where slowly and softly falling from the above sky, the Moon could still be seen, shining on the navy blue sky among the grey clouds... Everything was gently getting covered with snow and the scenery from here looked like a painting I once saw long ago...

Len smiled widely in delight as his golden orbs took in the view from here, a soft cold breeze blew, ruffling his hair slightly.

It was such a magnificent picture... yeah, it certainly was...

And suddenly, he turned around and looked at me. " I'm cold... hold me..." A smile tugged at his lips as I opened my arms and pulled him tight into my embrace. His hands were placed on my back as his fingers held tightly and desperately onto the fabric of my coat as he buried his face into my chest.

" We should get back inside." I told him, not really knowing what to do other than to rub his back gently. But he shook his head, refusing to go in, which was something I didn't understand but otherwise didn't say anything to object this as we stood there, holding onto each other tightly under the falling snow.

" Ryotaro?" His voice whispered softly as his warm breath could be felt through my shirt.

" Uh huh?"

" Please... don't be sad when I die okay?"

My eyes widened as everything I had been doing up until the moment those words escaped his lips came to a halt... what did he just say?

" What are you..."

" This is the first and last time this will happen..."

" Len! What are you saying?" I shouted, trying to straighten things out because he was talking about things I didn't understand!

" Ryotaro... I... I died... Those guys hit me on the head, I lost too much blood, so... I died." He took hold of my hand and placed it on one side of his head. " See? It's the remain of the impact..." Underneath that soft blue hair, something... something stood out, a gash... a long and deep gash... " It was you who had cleaned the wound for me..."

Then suddenly, all he could see was blue, the blue shade of Len's hair. The pale color of that of the violinist's neck.

The sickening sound of metal crushing against bones as it made a loud 'crack', and, suddenly, the door being busted opened as police poured in. And there he saw Kahoko, then she screamed.

After that, all he could see was crimson and some kind liquid splashed to his face as it dripped down his skin, hot and sticky.

And slowly, Ryotaro's eyes widened when everything was clouded and all that he could see was the fact that Len was falling to the ground and there was blood... blood was flowing out from a big gash on his head and it was starting to flow all over the floor.

" LEN!"

I had never felt so dizzy before, dizzy and nauseous. Taking a step backward, what did I just see? My fingers traced the place on my face where I thought something had landed, and for a flash of a second there, I thought I saw crimson blood dripping down my hand... but after blinking frantically, it disappeared, it wasn't there anymore...

Looking up at him with widened eyes, I swallowed the lump inside my tightening throat as a shuddered breath escaped my lips. The sound of my own cracked and torn voice shouting out his name desperately was still ringing in my ears...

And it wasn't cold anymore.

" What... what's the meaning of this...?" Was all that I managed to croak out.

His eyes didn't meet mine as they kept on staring at the ground below. " I'm sorry... I didn't mean... didn't want to remind you about this, not now, not ever... but I can't. I am doing something very risky... and if I don't wake you up now..." And the sentence was left hanging as his voice shook and choked.

His eyes were still there, gluing to the ground, but something was flowing out... droplets and droplets of tears rolled out from his eyes as they continuously fell down onto the ground and shattered like broken glass as his shoulders shook.

My mind hadn't registered what was going yet, I still couldn't fully comprehend what was happening, but still, seeing him crying like this was the only thing that I couldn't stand as I once again pulled him into my embrace.

He cried and cried as I could feel the heat of those hot tears on my shoulder, sipping through the fabric.

" I know... I shouldn't have done this... but seeing you like that... I can't... I can't just leave... I'm sorry... All this nonesense is just hurting you even more. I'm so sorry Ryotaro..."

The pianist yelled at the top of his lungs and tried to get out of his friends' grasps, tears flowing out of his eyes as he reached out his hand. Ryotaro sank down on his knees and used his hands to hold his forehead, yanking his hair out, shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Then suddenly, the yelling stopped as he looked up to see one of the doctor looking back at him. They were silent and the moment when that person in white shook his head, Ryotaro felt as though his heart had skipped a beat as he looked back at Len instantly, feeling the beating chamber inside his chest throbbed, and the tears were welling up again.

The pianist ran as fast as he could to reach the required destination while checking up on Len constantly, making sure that he was still there.

And every time he looked down, he saw those worn out golden eyes looked back at him, smiling warmly with those blood-stained lips.

" Hey." Ryotaro called, suddenly remembered what he had been trying to ask Len. He had planned to ask the violinist after he rescued him home, but with all of the things that happened, he forgot.

" I have been wanting to ask you this, will you marry me, Len?"

" If you want to marry a half-dead man like me, then yes."

...

" I'm sleepy."

" Then sleep, you need it to recover."

" Farewell, Ryotaro."

" It's 'later', not 'farewell' because one way or another, we'll meet again. I can guarantee you that."

...

Everything was coming back to me, piece by piece as the memories kept on rushing back into my numbing mind and with each flash, my arms around him tightened more and more. Ahh, the pain remained the same, unchanged and it felt as though those wounds I had felt were being torn opened once more, but much, much more gentle this time...

" I just didn't want to see you tormenting yourself like that anymore... you needed to stop what you were doing, and I had to do it..." Len's soft whispers poured into my ear as I let myself drown in his soft voice and scent. I'm going to miss this so very much...

" Shh, it's okay... Don't say sorry. I'm glad that you have done this, I get to spend one more day with you, and that's enough for me... But, truth to be told, I should be the one to say sorry, I didn't keep our promise... I in turn worried you and made you come back for me like this... I'm sorry, Len."

Our eyes were locked to each other, we finally shared our final kiss, heated, passionate and salty as these tears that were coming out from his and my own eyes trickled down... Slowly parting, not even once breaking eye contact as I used my thumb to wipe away the tears on his eyes.

" You have done so much for me... I guess it's time for me to let you go..." I whispered as he leaned onto my touch and shook his head.

" That should be my line, Ryotaro... But like you said... We'll be seeing each other again... right?"

I couldn't help but smiled sadly and nodded my head. " Yeah, we will. If you're not tired of me that is."

I leaned forward as our forehead touched softly, fingers slowly lacing together as I could feel his heat transferring over to me...

" Never." The warmth of his forehead that was touching mine was loosing. " Don't ever do that again, you hear me?" His voice was strong and determined, almost sounded like scolding as I nodded my head.

" I won't."

" Good."

And slowly, Len started to fade away with a gentle and content smile on his lips, the wind blew and much like sand, he was slipping out of my hands, there was nothing I could do to stop it...

" Tsuch...ur! Tsuchiura. Tsuchiura!" Everything was white, swirly, my head swam and my body ached dully.

Opening my eyes wearily, I didn't know where I was or how did I get here, just that there were many people, at that moment, surrounding me and they were calling out my name desperately, my ears were buzzing with their voices, but it wasn't at all that uncomfortable as all the commotion somewhat died down, in my mind that is, when I struggled to sit up but in vain. Why did I feel so weak?

My hands twitched, and suddenly my entire body felt very much strange as though something was missing. Lifting up my hands as I stared at them, the image of Len slipping away rushed back into my mind as a great sense of pain twisted my heart. And it wasn't until several seconds later that I realized the layers of white bandages resigning on my left wrist.

What...?

" I know... I shouldn't have done this... but seeing you like that... I can't... I can't just leave... I'm sorry... All this nonesense is just hurting you even more. I'm so sorry Ryotaro..."

" I just didn't want to see you tormenting yourself like that anymore... you needed to stop what you were doing, and I had to do it..."

Len's words came back to me, ever so softly as I then finally understood why he had done that, what he had been trying to do...

My eyes stung as I bit down on my lower lip and used my palms to cover up the tears that were slowly flowing out from my eyes. He was worried about me, that was why he came back, how could I have done such a shameful thing?

But, oh God, he didn't deserve to die... no, not at all...

I didn't exactly remember how it came to this, me in a hospital, just a few fragments here and there. After Len had closed his eyes, I brought him back to our house and started cleaning his wounds and called the funeral service, if he died, then he needed to have the best possible place to lie down, was what I had in mind.

Days went by, Len was already dressed in a neat black kimono that suited him very well as he lay there, eyes closed, seemingly sleeping peacefully... I hoped that you would rest peacefully as well...

Many people went to his funeral as I watched them cried, morned, and prayed while sitting over on the left side of the room, feeling ever so numb inside with this dull pain aching in every single cell of this body.

And after Len's burial, I stayed behind for a long time after all the others had gone home, looking, staring at his tomb stone, at the burning incense, at the flowers that looked so ugly and sad in a way that I had very much wanted to squish them in my hands and plug out all the petals before throwing them away. But of course, I didn't do any of that but kept on standing there, looking at unknown things for a long time.

Before I knew it, I was running home, ignoring the car that was left in the parking lots not too far away, rushing home, bursting opened the door then knelt down in front of your altar, looking at your photo that I had put there with you smiling happily in it.

Staring at it made the yearning desire for you that was burning like wild fire inside my soul felt uncontainable and somehow... for some reason, all reasons escaped my mind as I took out a small pocket knife, looking at the cold and shiny new blade, I smiled like a mad man, the only thing that was running through my mind then was the thought of finally seeing you again. Days without you by my side proved to be unbearable, there was no other way...

And so, I cut myself...

The later details were filled in by the others, they found me bleeding profusely in front of your altar and while trying to stop me from bleeding further than I already had, they called for the ambulance. After hours of trying to revive me back to life, I was stable, but otherwise unconscious and like what the doctors had said, I was slipping into a deep coma before suddenly waking up again... miraculously.

On my part, I didn't think that it was a miracle, not at all as I recalled clearly what Len had said before going that he had to wake me up, that was specifically what he had said. You may think that I'm crazy and that I shouldn't hold onto what I had seen, that it was just a dream. Yes, I agreed that it was just a dream, but it was as vivid as real life, he was really there, I had seen him, heard, touched him, embraced him and touched him... He was really there... and it wasn't just my imagination that had made that up because I didn't think that it would be that good and real if it had been...

Knock. Knock.

" Come in."

The door slid opened, it was Hino, she looked so very pale and tired as she went in and closed the door behind her, it was just her alone with a small brown paper bag in her hand as she sat down onto the metal chair next to my bed and took out a small plate and a knife and started cutting those red and juicy looking apples she brought.

Seeing the sight of the shiny blade that resembled somewhat the one I had used to... I turned away, refusing to look at it, to look at her because of the brewing shame for what I had done, for my own stupidity.

And we sat there in silent, the only sounds that were there was the chirping of the birds outside and Hino's knife as it cut into the apples' flesh. Now that I think about it, ever since the moment I woke up, she had never spoken a single word to me, maybe she was angry...

" Here." Hino set the plate down onto the nightstand, the pieces of apples were cut into the shapes of little rabbits with red ears. I smiled and thanked her, suddenly remembering that Len had never tried this before, he had never been able to handle the knife delicately enough to do this sort of thing, he tried once, and it didn't really turn out that well, resulting a few cuts on his fingers. I fought back the urge to laugh somewhat at the memory of him trying to 'dispose' those... seemingly rabbits slices of apple...

She looked at me, slowly, her eyebrows furrowed. " Why did you do it?" The question came flying out of her mouth, the one that I didn't know how to answer as I stayed quiet and as if reading my thoughts, she continued without waiting for a reply. " Do you how foolish you were? Doing that... do you think that Len will be happy? You have no idea how scared we were when we found you lying on your own pool of blood!"

Tears welled up in tired eyes as they trickled down her cheeks. " How could you have done such a terrible thing? Do you really think that we... I... can take seeing both my best friends leaving in the same week?" Her voice was weak and shaken, she was pretty much hurt by this as she tried to use her hands to wipe away the continuous lines of tears on her face.

I sat there on the bed, sadly watching her tried in vain to stop crying. She was right, I was selfish enough to even think about taking my own lives, I had my family and friends and the whole staff in my company to look out for... and Shuichi as well... and yet...

" I'm sorry, so very sorry, Kahoko. I was wrong to have done that, to have scared you like this... forgive me."

She didn't say anything as she took in deep and shaken breaths to calm herself down and finally managing to stop the tears before looking at me again.

" Sorry..." She whispered. " I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I know that you're sad about what had happened to Len... but..."

" Devastated, Kahoko. I am devastated by his death. But don't worry, I will never try pulling anything like that again, I have made a promise already and I intend to keep it this time around..." I whispered the last sentence softly and suddenlt her eyes widened, seemingly very surprised to have heard that.

" So... it's true then..." The words were barely audible and they confused me much to what was going on.

" What, Kahoko? What are you... implying?" It sounded as though she knew what I meant with my last sentence.

" Ryotaro... there's something that I haven't told not you nor anyone about..." She said with hesitation clearly visible in her voice.

" What is it?"

" I... well... I can see what you call... paranormal things..."

It was getting dark, Kahoko had left earlier and yet her story was just swimming in my head. She said that she could see paranormal things... not everything, but things with a huge amount of life forces that made them stand out from the crowd... And she said it included Len...

A few days ago, she said, while she was going out to by the groceries she was startled to find Len standing right in front of the store, he had been waiting for her. Coming out of the store, she quickly found a safe and more private place for them to interact. He was saying something, but she couldn't actually hear what it was... his voice's frequency was too low for her normal ears to hear as he began writing on the ground.

Ryotaro is in danger, help.

Was what he wrote as he pointed at the direction where our house was and that was when Kahoko had tried calling the others, making up an excuse that they should pay me a visit to cheer me up, fearing that her alone wouldn't be much help.

And when they arrived, just in the nick of time, they found me with a cut wrist in front of Len's altar.

After bringing me into the hospital, it wasn't until days later, a little while before I woke up, that she saw Len again, but this time he was very weak, his life force was flickering wildly as he reassured her that everything was fine, and that I had made a promise... And she hadn't seen him since...

I didn't realize... I didn't realize that this life, the reason why I was still alive and sitting here in the recovery ward of the hospital was all thanks to you...

I didn't realize... not until now, that I owed this life to you, Len...

New Year's Eve

I was discharged out of the hospital without much of a complication and continued on with my business after recruiting a new assistant.

It had been months since that they, that final day when I saw you in my dream for one final time. I had never been able to do that again, to have the privilage of seeing you again in my sleep. But I guess, I had already used up all of my rights to... I mean, with each passing day, the scar on my left wrist wouldn't fade, it was still there and I would like to keep it that way as a reminder to myself of the biggest mistake I had made in my life time. Day by day, I realized more and more that I shouldn't have done that, and now, it hurt more than anything that perhaps because of that, I would never be able to see you again, even in my dreams... Like Kahoko had said, the last time she saw you, your life force was too weak... All because of me...

It hurt, but I knew I shouldn't dwell on it for too long, it was too depressing and I didn't want to waste this life you gave me on thinking such negative thoughts all the time.

Shoving my hands deep into the pockets of my coat, I stood there in the long line of people, waiting for my turn to pray. It was cold as the breaths that escaped my nostrils turned into a thin line of white fog.

The sound of the jingling bell rang above my head as I clapped my hands twice before starting to pray. Pray for health and good fortune to all the people I cared about.

Walking from the line of waiting people, I inhaled a lung-full of fresh and crispy cold air, it would be nice if the People up there would grant my wish, I thought to myself while smiling like an idiot.

" Let's write our prayer here!" The sound of a high-pitch voice of a girl caught my attention as the group of girls started buying for themselves each a wooden tablet. And suddenly, my feet moved towards their direction and, somehow, I found myself buying one as well as the monk happily gave me the blank tablet along with a brush. As I stood there for a long time, thinking about what in the world should I write in here.

" One wish only, sir." The monk told me after watching me trying in vain to think up what to write. " The wish that you would like to be fulfilled most." He said with a small smile as I nodded my head in understanding and thanked him for the advice, since, frankly, I had never done this before.

And all of a sudden, a white snow flake touched my tablet as I looked up with amazement to find that it was snowing so very softly. Somehow... I felt very much warm inside because it was like reliving my most beautiful dream once more. I knew what to write now.

Giving back the monk his brush, I bowed my head before going to the racks to hang up my tablet and clapped my hands twice, wishing that it would somehow come true. Yeah, I would really hope so, I thought to myself then turned to walk away down the stairs, heading back to our house.

When we meet again, I'll never leave your side, Len.

Ryotaro.

Many, many years later...

The cherry blossoms petals were blown away by fresh winds of Spring, the weather was nice most definitely, and so I would rather staying home than going to school... it really was such a waste of a good day. I yawned, thinking lazily to myself as I took my time walking through the school yard when suddenly something, or someone, bumped into me.

It was a red hair woman, she apologized profusely while saying something about how clumpsy she was even on her first day working as the school nurse. Finally, she walked away to the direction of her office after my having told her numerous times that I was fine, unscratched and that she should worry about the bruise on her knee, she was the one who fell down onto the ground despite bumping into me. So that was our new school nurse...

I set my bag down before lying on my desk while listening to music, and suddenly, someone touched me.

" Morning. What're you listening to?" It was one of the new friends I had made, the name still slipped my mind occasionally, like then, all I remembered about him was that he played the flute and had long purple hair that was tied back loosely behind his back.

" Shuichi Tsukimori's violin solos." I told him, fighting back the urge to yawn again.

" Oh? You like his music, huh?"

" Uhm... I think so..." I replied somewhat hesitantly.

" Why so unsure? He was a very good and successful violinist in his time and even till now, his music still warm the heart of thousands."

" I... I don't know... it's more like... he reminds me of someone. But I just don't know why."

" Oh..."

" Like you with that teacher who played the trumpet."

" Huh? What do you mean?" He clearly was surprised by what I said, but I knew he knew what I was talking about.

" Well, you said so yourself that he somehow feels very familiar to you, right? So yeah, I felt the same way also." I smiled cheekily when the guy realized that I was teasing him and told me to stop with a small blush on his face.

" All rise!" The booming sound of the class representative startled me as the whole class stood up, ready to greet our teacher.

It was the familiar kind of feeling that somehow made the birthmark of what seemed like a scar on my left wrist twitched unconsciously, like chemicals reacting to each other when, even at the back of my class, I could see that blue shade of hair came in through the door, pale skin and golden eyes looking at us.

" You homeroom teacher, Mr. Tanaka, has retired. And so from today onward, I will be your new homeroom teacher." The same deep and soft voice was ringing inside my ears.

Was this a dream?

I didn't think so... it wasn't right? Because I could feel the tugging on my sleeve as my friend tried telling me to sit down when I was the only one still standing in the class, staring at our new teacher.

Hot tears trickled down my eyes as they dropped down one after the other onto my clenched hands.

" I've found you... Len."

Our promise came true.

The end.