Kusakabe Kaname.

I don't understand you.

How long have we known each other? It's been a lot of years now, hasn't it? We got close so fast... the longer I've known you, the stranger I've found it that you let me into your life so easily. You never were one to be too comfortable with people, were you, Kaname? Never one to get too close. For a long time I didn't understand why.

When I watched black wings blossom from your back in a spray of blood, when I heard you ask whether you'd hurt anyone, in that voice like your whole world had just ended, I felt like... maybe I finally knew, a little bit.

Heh... an E.G.O. prodigy, best friends with a Darklore. Damn, what would the girls say?

Not that I care. I never gave a shit about any of E.G.O.'s hangups, and I haven't believed in factions in a long time. You're important to me because you're... Kaname. I listen to all your nightmare stories, you let me copy off your homework, I tell you stupid jokes to try and make you smile...you give me your bed when I show up at your house at 3 AM, drunk off my ass and too sure this is gonna be the night some enemy finally kills me to care whether I make it home or not.

You're Kaname first. If you're a Darklore too... well, as long as you're not trying to kill me, I can live with that. And all things considered, it doesn't seem like you have any ties to the faction. Not that I've been brave enough to actually ask outright yet. The look in your eyes when you turned back to human shape...

Let's just say I've got one more thing to lay awake at night over, now.

There are so many things I wanted to tell you someday, Kaname... so many things.

But I see the way you look at Kirihara. And I know you. I know that look. That's the denial look.

In a way, and don't misunderstand me, but somehow I'm happy things turned out the way they did. That this journey to unite all the supernaturals, to put an end to this pointless war, can happen with you and me side by side. I can see what it costs you to be involved. I know you don't like any of this, and I'm sorry you had to get sucked up into it again, I'm sorry you had to be born the way you were born, I'm sorry for so many things...

But at least you and I can have one last adventure together, before I lose you.

Yeah, I know I'm gonna lose you. You've got your Mindbreaker back now. What do you need an Itsuki Naoya for?

Everything changes; that's just part of life. Someday you'll leave. Someday I'll be standing here alone on this school rooftop with a bottle of whiskey and when I'm finally drunk enough that everything seems too funny to just jump off, I'll go...

Home, I guess. To my own bed. And puke and cry and probably dream about you.

I miss you already, Kaname, and you're not even gone yet. Even if I'm psychic, though... I know I'll never be able to get into your head the way that girl can.

I don't understand you. I guess I wasn't meant to.