I am apologizing here and now; if this chapter comes off as either rushed or dragged, I am so sorry. I could not, for the life of me, find a decent direction for which way this could go, but personally, I like where it ended up. I like how I ended this reboot story. And I hope you do too! I'm really hoping to get back into writing like this again, so hopefully this works out.

Enjoy!

Epilogue.

The year had passed by so quickly.

Seiji would find himself randomly looking back on everything that happened and sometimes found himself laughing at certain moments here and there, not because they were funny...but just that they survived through it all.

There was never a day that went by that he didn't look at his love and feel absolute pride and happiness. Sono had gone through so much and had came out a stronger person, albeit some moments of breakage here and there. He no longer had a reason to be afraid and was happier than he had seen him in so long.

And this change couldn't have come at a better moment;

December had reached Japan and with it came it's beautiful coverage of white snow. Combined with Osaka's decorative Christmas lights all over the city and Seiji would challenge anyone in saying that Christmas was by far the most beautiful time of the year.

The snow fell peacefully over the city, making everything as calm as the snow itself.

Seiji didn't care about that.

All he cared about was the naked blond in his lap, kissing him with such passion and love that it made his head spin. It was dark in their room, having no need for lights for such a peaceful moment.

Their passionate sex had left them both feeling winded, but joyful. It was the most energy Seiji had felt inside his beloved in ages.

Reaching behind Sonos head to run his fingers through those long, golden locks, pausing to grip the back of his neck and smile through their locked lips.

He felt the blond chuckle and move back a bit to kiss his nose, all while Seiji chuckled back at him, whispering,

"Think you can go another round?"

"You tell me. You're the one still inside me."

The two men laughed at that, but both knew much of their needed energy was long gone at this point. Seiji was already softening and slipped out of his loves wet body, feeling him shudder in his lap. With some moving around, Seiji had his love pressed back against the mattress, kissing his cheek and moving some of his hair to behind his ear.

Sono smiled and shut his eyes at the touch, leaning his head into Seijis palm, kissing his thumb and sighed in glee.

A sudden cold feeling on his face made his left eye open and his smile grew when he caught sight of Seijis left hand.

"This band looks good on you...I'm glad we decided on something simple."

Seiji laughed nervously, staring at the ring for a moment before sighing and said,

"Yeah I am too. I just wish Yasuda didn't make a huge deal about it...oh god and Ashi too. You'd think they'd never seen two people sign a partnership certification before."

"Call it what you want, Seiji-kun, but in their eyes, their best friend was technically getting married. Of course they'd be excited for you...and besides, you say they were making a huge deal about it? Says the man who went out and got us matching 'wedding rings'. Haha. You were more excited than you lead on, don't deny it."

"I know, I know, make fun of me while I'm already embarrassed...I just wish your brother showed up. You told him about it, right?"

Sonos eyes softened a little and he smiled.

"I did. And he feels bad he couldn't be here for it. He was caught up with work and couldn't make time. The amount of times I had to hear him apologize to me...haha and Miyuki on the other end of the phone congratulating me in Italian. Haha! 'Congratulazioni, Giardino! Mantenere il marito sotto controllo! È solo meglio da qui!*'. She's such a kidder."

Seiji stared at the blond for a moment, watching him laugh himself silly, only to stop when he felt Seijis dark eyes on him. Confused, he gave him a puzzled look and said,

"What?"

"Since when did you know how to speak Italian? You've never mentioned that before."

"Oh! Haha, well, I told you Miyuki spent a lot of time in Italy throughout her childhood and became fluent in the language. You would think I'd pick up on some dialect. Hell, Oto proposed to her in Italian so you can imagine why my family speaks the language so flawlessly."

"Is that right? Haha. I just figured you were perfect all together, Sono."

"Stop trying to flatter me."

Seiji chuckled; this was how things should be forever. Just the two of them like this in bed every night, laughing and not having a care in their worlds.

The younger man leaned down to kiss his neck and whispered,

"It's still early; Want some coffee?"

The blonds brown eyes lit up at the sound of the caffeinated drink and he sat up slowly, nodding. Within seconds, Seiji was up and out of bed, putting on a pair of sweat pants while handing his lover his long black robe, noticing how he struggled to get out of bed.

They walked hand in hand to the kitchen, stealing kisses here and there and eventually, once they got to the kitchen, Seiji had Sono pressed up onto the counter, molesting his mouth with his tongue, his hands caressing his bare legs.

The caress of Seijis wedding band against his thigh made Sono shiver a little, gripping the back of his loves hair. Opening his eyes lightly, his gaze trailed down to stare at that ring touching him, his heart pounded and he whispered at him,

"I love you..."

Seiji chuckled and pressed a kiss to his neck, mumbling against his skin,

"I love you too. I thank whatever god is out there everyday for giving me the sense to give you that second chance. And for you saying yes to me."

The smile on Sonos face was nearly angelic and Seiji couldn't help but pepper kisses to the blonds pale cheeks.

"As much as I'd love to ravish you against the kitchen counter, I think you'd much rather have some coffee, am I right?"

The blond nodded and scooted off the counter, with some of Seiji's help. He walked past him and mentioned that he was going to sit in the living room while the coffee brewed and laughed when Seijis response was a light pat on his bottom.

Making his way to the living room, he turned on the tv and stretched as the news played in the background, making light white noise while he moved to his desk to collect some of his papers, moving through them and looking at his upcoming work.

He smiled at the tone his papers gave him.

They practically oozed happiness and joy, as seen by the way he wrote the characters dialogue and drew out their movements. One panel in particular made his smile grow;

His main character had been reunited with his love interest after she had been away for school for nearly 2 years. The reunion had been so emotional and so erotic that Sono felt tears in his eyes as he drew it, wrote it, brought it to life.

Sighing to himself, he organized the papers and settled them in his bag, counting the number of days until his deadline in his head.

Rubbing his neck, he walked back over to the couch, plopping down and covered his eyes with his arm, ignoring the sounds from the tv, already smelling the fresh coffee from his kitchen...he could hear Seiji bustling with the dishes in the sink. He could FEEL the silly grin on Seijis face as he rinsed out cups.

He turned his head to stare at the cellphone sitting on the coffee table, a flashing light blinking at him. His brow furrowed in confusion at the notion of a missed message; his hopes rose at the thought of his brother contacting him or even more so, his father.

Sitting up suddenly and gripping his phone, he opened it and saw it was a text message from Oto, which at first made him gasp and smile in glee.

It was quickly dropped when he actually read the message.

'Turn to channel 10, SakuraTV News. You're going to want to see this.'

Tilting his head, he looked at the time of the message and saw that Oto had sent it literally 2 minutes ago. Turning his head up to the tv, his free hand gripped the remote next to him, flipping the channel to SakuraTV, eyes locked to the screen...eyes that widened and the remote dropped from his hand onto the floor with a thump.

The screen showed a reporter, pointing at a split screen and pointing at the text, all while discussing the news. Police were shown scattered around a field, flashlights and dogs on leashes.

Then the reporter started going into deep detail about what exactly it was Sono was watching.

'I'm Takuya Miro with SakuraTV in Tokyo, Japan. We are receiving word from our representatives in America, where mass murderer Mizuno Takeo, has just been shot down by on sight officers, after attempting to escape the prison the day of his trail. Takeo was scheduled to be placed in the chair today after a series of murders and attempted murders that had lasted nearly 20 years in Japan. Just before being escorted to the location, Takeo made a daring escape and made it as far as the edge of the county line...wait...I am receiving word that Takeo had...I'm sorry?...carved names in his body? Am I hearing that right? Well, whatever the case, the names were clearly written in Kanji and while American officials are looking for a translator, I think we can all agree that Japan has become a little more safer with Mizuno no longer walking the ground...As you can see through our live footage-'

The sound of cups falling to the floor broke Sono from his thoughts as he turned his head in shock, being greeted with Seijis shocked to shit stare at either him or the news, he wasn't sure which. But his own brown eyes locked with that of the tv once again, as the news officials zoomed into Takeo's body on a stretcher while medical examiners were looking at his arms, cleaning off the dirt and blood.

From there, Sono could see what was written on Takeos arms and it made him grip his own in response.

He had carved Naoki's name into his right arm...and Sonos name into his left arm, the arm he was going to kill him with. It was so shocking that his senses shut down and he slumped back against the couch, unsure of what to say or do.

It didn't take long before he felt Seiji sit next to him and set his arm on his shoulder, looking at him with such worry that Sono almost forgot what his own worries were. The hand that touched his shoulder moved to his face, cupping his cheek and leaned in to kiss him softly, feeling his skin tremble under his palm.

Their lips touched and almost instantly did Seiji feel tears on his hand, but felt Sono wrap his arms around his neck, pulling him closer to him, kissing him through his tears. It was a short kiss, but powerful as Sono broke away and smiled when Seiji began wiping his eyes with his thumb, kissing under his cheeks.

A strange laugh left the blonds lips as he said,

"It's...this is unreal...is this real?"

Seiji smiled at him and scooted even closer to him, kissing under his ear and whispered,

"It seems like it. I personally think he got off easy. Death was too good for him...but I don't care about that. Are you alright?"

Sono closed his eyes and thought about it for a moment, knowing it had festered in his head for what seemed like hours, even though he had just heard the news. It was hard to fathom. Takeo was gone, no longer around...dead. It was so weird and it sounded so foreign in his brain.

He could feel Seijis hands gently caressing his face and he could see, deep in the darkest parts of his mind, Naoki sitting before him, nearly embracing him the way Seiji would.

That's when the image faded as quickly as it came and Sono couldn't help but smile his heart away, opening his eyes and Seiji was blown away by how beautiful those brown eyes looked as they were near glassy in tears. Those pale hands reached up and gripped his lovers hands, whispering,

"I feel...amazing. Better than amazing. My nightmare is over. I don't ever have to look at myself in the mirror and look at a shell of who I thought I could be..."

The younger man was thrilled at the sound of that. He had waited for so long for Sono to feel this way and leaned in to kiss his neck, peppering kisses to his vein, rubbing his slender waist.

"...But..."

But? Why was there a but? Seiji pulled himself away from his loves neck, eyes blazing at the idea of Sono suddenly having second thoughts about everything that happened in the last several months. Seeing his face, however, calmed him down relatively quick.

Sono had stopped talking and shut his eyes tightly, feeling more tears leave his eyes as he shivered in Seijis hold. Removing his hands, he stood suddenly, earning a shocked stare from his lover, eyes watching as he walked over to the tv in such a zombie like state, turning it off, leaving them in the dark living room, the moon shining through the patio doors.

Sono hadn't turned to face Seiji yet, not that he needed to. He wrapped his arms around his waist through his robe, his trembling becoming more and more obvious.

Seiji sat up straight to face his lovers back, confused as to why the blond was suddenly so upset.

"Sono-san?"

The resounding silence, combined with the soft noises from outside made the younger man nervous, but was greeted with a sound like was very close to a choked sob; his heart dropped.

Finally, after a few moments, the blond opened his mouth, the words trailing out with little to no hesitation.

"I feel like my heart hurts. Like everything as I knew it before has suddenly come to a crash...like...I'm happy...but at the same time, I feel like I lost a piece of myself."

The statement was so strong that Seiji stood slowly, walking around the coffee table to stand behind his lover, listening intently as he continued.

"I know what he did to me was terrible...horrific...and the people he killed...claiming he did it for me and for Naoki...I still feel sick thinking about it...I don't understand it. I should be happy. I can finally breath and live again without being terrified of turning on the news and seeing his newest murder scene and imagining myself there...why is this affecting me so much? Takeo is dead...I just need to keep saying it. The more I say it, the more I'll believe it to be true."

From there, Sono began a small mantra, muttering to himself that Takeo was dead, over and over. And each time he said it, he could feel his skin trembling and tears leaking from his eyes. Seiji felt the confusing feelings radiating over his lovers form, but he kept silent, knowing this was what Sono needed to do.

Eventually, as Sono repeated the same thing over and over, it became apparent that he wasn't handling this well. His hands covered his eyes as he spoke, his voice increasing in volume until he finally cracked.

"...Takeo is dead...Takeo is dead...Takeo...is dead...Takeo's dead...he's dead...oh my god, he's dead...god why?! Why am I like this?! Why am I acting this way...for a damned murderer?! He's dead! Why can't I accept this!?"

Broken sobs left his lips and Seiji finally could take no more of his lovers self suffering. Gingerly, he wrapped his arms around the blonds shoulders, bringing him closer to his chest, feeling him gasp and tense suddenly, but Seiji remained grounded, kissing his temple, whispering,

"You still loved him. Maybe not the way you used to, but the feeling of your best friend was still there. You wanted to help him, change him, reform him back into society, but you couldn't. And it wasn't because you failed him, it was because he was far too gone for help. There was nothing more you could have done for him...you're not upset that he's dead...at least...not entirely."

At that, Sonos head perked up and turned to look into his lovers eyes, his own being wide and wet with tears, some of which escaped down his cheeks. Seiji continued with a stern look on his face and said,

"You're upset that the man you used to know, used to love, used to trust is now forever gone. And he isn't coming back. The man you used to be with, Mizuno Takeo, was overwhelmed by his own dark wants that he lost who he was completely and was determined to take you and Naoki with him. He's not getting that chance ever again. He's gone. And you're still here. You can live on the way you've always wanted to..."

The blonds heart skipped a beat and his left hand raised to grip Seijis arm, knowing full well he was right. Perhaps his anguish was more on the side of having failed to bring the old Takeo back...but even if he did, and Takeo did change...would he try and take Sono away from Seiji?

He most likely would have and it would have started everything over again. And in a way, Sono knew that. He knew there was no helping him come back to who he used to be. His hopefulness blinded him of that horrid truth and almost caused his own death in return. Seiji was right. The blond was better off.

Turning his head to stare out the window and into the snow covered city, but also at their reflections in the door, he smiled through his tears. It was like a new dawn approaching for the two of them. They had signed their papers, moved everything into one apartment and were finally starting their lives together like they wanted. And for the first time in a long time, Sono felt like his life was finally going in the direction he wanted since graduating high school. There was no need to be afraid anymore.

He gripped his lovers arm in assurance and sighed to himself, feeling his heart pound in his chest, not to mention Seiji's heartbeat against his back.

Seiji smiled and nuzzled the blonds neck, saying,

"I can only hope I make you as happy as you wanted to feel with them, if not happier. I'd give my whole life to you, treasure you in ways no one else can...and you know you'd do the same for me. I love you, Sono and nothing will change that. I can promise I will never leave you or hurt you. I'd rather die than put you through anymore hell. You've been through enough of it as it is."

Gently turning the blond around so they were facing each other, earning another confused stare from the blond, Seiji got down on his knees and took the blonds hands in his, kissing his knuckles. The action was so soft and sudden that Sonos eyes widened in curiosity as his lover said,

"No more, Sono-san. No more pain. No more bad memories. No more ghosts. No more sadness. I almost lost you once to that and I don't ever intend on it to happen again. It's you and me now. And I promise that I will spend the rest of my life making you the happiest person alive, happier than you've ever imagined."

Sonos eyes softened and he gripped Seijis hands, not knowing what to do.

"Seiji..."

"I promised you once before that I would be here to help you heal in whatever way you needed. I will never break that promise and now...my only want is to grow with you, help you become who you've wanted to be. And you are already such a beautiful person, Sono. You're the one I never imagined myself to be with...now I can't imagine my life without you. And if this Takeo stuff hurts you this much..ever affects you in ways you can't handle...then I promise to be here for you whenever you need my shoulder. Always remember that, love."

With that, Seiji pressed a kiss to the blonds own wedding band, pressed snug against his previous ring and smiled to himself. He was still so young, but every time they were together in such a way, he felt so much older, more wiser and more experienced than he ever felt before. Looking up at him, he smiled and his heart throbbed.

The look on Sonos face was enough to make Seiji fall in love all over again. There was that horribly cute embarrassed blush, coupled with some stray tears and a coy smile hidden behind years of released pain. The blond feel to his own knees and threw his arms around Seiji's neck, loving how those hands gripped his thin waist and head.

"God Seiji-kun...you're too sweet for words...you always have been...what would I do without you?"

"Ah, haha, now you're just piggybacking my words. But I'm your husband now, silly. I'm supposed to be protective of you, make you feel better when you're upset. What kind of man would I be if I couldn't be there for my wife?"

Sono chuckled at that, releasing his hold to lean in for a kiss, something Seiji was more than eager to provide...

"Hold up...wife?"

….and the eagerness was replaced with nerves as Seiji was greeted with Sonos confused, yet piercing glare. The younger man chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his head, saying,

"I mean...it's just...well, do you also want to be called my husband? I mean, it's up to you, Sono-san. I didn't mean to offend or anything. I just thought wife was cute and you're cute and oh man, I am nuking this hard, aren't I?"

"Well...no not really."

"Huh?"

The man looked at the blond in his lap, seeing how he was shifting with an ever darker blush before groaning, saying,

"Look...I don't care what you call me in our apartment. Hell, I guess I can tolerate wife...demeaning to me as it sounds on some degree...b-but you do not call me that when we're out, is that clear? You call me wife once outside these walls and I can assure you that not only will sex be off the table, but you'll be sleeping out here for the next week. Are we crystal?"

Seiji paled suddenly, a horrified look crossing his features as Sono turned away with his arms crossed, sternness covering his face, nearly ignoring his husbands whining.

"Ahhh Sono-san, you're so cruel! Alright, alright, I won't call you anything like that outside the apartment. Just don't kick me out of our bed! You may not think so, but the couch is terribly uncomfortable. Remember that I had to sleep there when we fought all those months ago!"

"You are such a child. I won't subject you to such punishment if you follow that simple request. And that goes for Yasuda and the others too! Any mention from either of them about that and you can sleep over with them instead."

The resounding groaning whine that left Seijis mouth as he fell backwards against the floor made Sono chuckle to himself. Sitting between his husbands spread legs on the living room floor while said man moaned around like a child whose toy was taken away made him want to laugh out loud, but he composed himself, standing up and walked over the coffee table, picked up his phone and opened it, with the intent of calling his brother and informing him that everything was alright after watching that broadcast.

But instead, he texted him with a simple,

'Thank you, nii-san. I saw it all. And everything's ok now. I feel fine. I'll call you tomorrow.'

Leaving it at that, he set his phone back down and turned to see Seiji staring up at him from the floor, pouting to himself. It was more than enough to make Sono laugh behind his hand and say,

"Oh get up. It's not like I'm just going to banish you altogether. Now come on. We need to clean up the mess you made by dropping our cups and make more coffee. With the night we've had, I don't see us going to sleep any time soon."

The pout that once settled on Seijis face changed quickly to a huge smile as he pounced up to his feet and walked over to the door way, bending over to pick up the broken shards, noticing that there were not many to begin with. As he straightened, he said,

"Why don't you go change into something more outdoor friendly? Once I clean up here, we can head down to that 24 hour cafe and have a midnight snack. I don't know about you, but their espresso crepes sound so good and I don't feel like making them at home just to make more dishes. Is that alright?"

"Now that you mention it, it does sound good. Sure...let me get some clothes on. Be right back."

Sono pressed a kiss to the mans cheek before walking past him into their room, hearing the sound of glass being thrown into the trash and a broom being pulled from the closet.

Pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a blue sweater, Sono tossed them on the bed and reached down to untie his robe, but suddenly stopped, his eyes locked to his night stand.

He kept something in there, something that Seiji knew about and was almost eager to get rid of it, but knew why Sono still kept it. With that thought it mind, the blond opened his bottom nightstand drawer and pulled out his locket, seeing how it still shined in their bedroom light. The touch of it sent Sono into a frenzy of feelings like usual, but this time, instead of tears and sorrow, he smiled as he opened it, staring at the picture he loved looking at.

The beautiful memory of that day would always make Sono smile, knowing it was long in the past and the two boys he loved so much were gone. That's all they could be now...memories.

With a sigh, he unclasped the chain and drug it through the lockets loop, keeping it open and set it down on his nightstand, resting against the picture he had of him and Seiji in tower where they first met, taken about an hour or two after they signed their partnership papers. It was an odd choice and Sono felt like he should put the locket away forever, but this seemed better for him. Like it was the best thing he could do in honor of their memories. To remind himself of the great times they shared before it went to hell.

Finally removing his robe and allowing it to glide off his shoulders to the floor, he slipped the sweater over his head and pulled up his sweats, feeling bundled and warmer already. All the while, he stared at the two pictures, feeling the contrast between them and sat down on the bed, feeling his heart constrict, swallowing it down and sighed to himself again before whispering to himself,

"Naoki...Takeo...thank you. Thank you both...for everything."

He sat there for a few more moments, running their memories through his head one last time before smiling and reached over to shut the locket forever, but was stopped when he heard Seiji call out,

"I'm ready when you are, love! All I need is a shirt! Haha. If you don't mind tossing me one on your way out!"

Sono smiled and giggled, standing up and walked to Seijis dressed to pull out a long sleeved green sweater for him and walked to the doorway, turning to take one last look at the picture and his brown eyes brightened. It would be alright for a while. Seiji would understand.

Shutting his eyes, he turned off the bedroom light and walked into the kitchen, throwing the shirt at his lover, earning a loud laugh and a playful punch to the shoulder. The two made their way to the threshold, slipping on their shoes and jackets before Sono proclaimed that his wallet was in the bedroom and ran to grab it.

As he grab it from the nightstand, he took this opportunity to reach over and shut the locket, knowing he had to move on from it and quickly stuffed it back into the bottom drawer, leaving the bedroom before he had a chance to regret it.

He walked back to the doorway where Seiji waited, curious at the beaming stare in the blonds eyes, not to mention the way he attached himself to his arm, clinging ever so slightly. The man chuckled.

"You feeling alright, love?"

Sono looked up at him, observing everything in his features...his goofy smile, his wonderful laugh, the way he wrapped his arm around his waist before his kissed his temple. The blond felt his heart burst alive once again. He was truly in love.

With a silly smile of his own, he shook his head.

"I feel great...ButI believe you said something about espresso crepes. Will you be sharing or do I have to play my seductive card to get you to share?"

"Hey hey. There's not gonna be any seductive card playing when we go out. A-and who said I wasn't going to share? You think so little of me, Sono-san."

The blond laughed and the two of them walked out the front door, bantering back and forth as the door shut, muffling their words as they walked down the apartment stairs. The apartment was left in darkness, save for the moon shining in their living room and bedroom.

The moonlight illuminated the picture of them on the nightstand, making the frame glow a golden color, as if it was becoming a new chapter in an otherwise depressing story.

Sono certainly felt like it was. He felt like a teenager again, feeling such powerful love for someone. Even now, as he watched Seiji eat the crepes he talked so highly of, discussing upcoming manga volumes and conventions they would hopefully go to together, Sono felt nothing but joy. The last few months would fade from his mind eventually and if they never did, that was fine too. They would be reminders of what Sono went through to find true happiness.

Taking a bite of his own crepes alongside some fruit he ordered, he chuckled as Seiji was telling a humorous story that took place at his work, his arms waving in eccentric motions and the blond found himself staring lovingly at him, almost not paying full attention to the story, but more so to the person telling it. There was a soft pink flush on the blonds cheeks as he stared, feeling his body ache to hug this man, to thank him for everything he gave him.

Seiji Yamada did more for him than he could ever imagine. He gave him love, something he was almost sure to give up on at some point, given how his past relationships had been, the verbal and emotional toll of being mistaken for a woman and being cast aside...Seiji made him forget all this.

He gave him a reason to smile everyday, even if something went wrong, Sono found a reason to smile through it, knowing Seiji would be there in case he couldn't.

More importantly, more than anything else, Seiji gave Sono hope. For years, the blond felt hopeless in nearly everything and this one man changed it all for him. Hope to be happy and hope to regain the relationships he once had with his family.

Seiji did all that for him, even when he felt he didn't deserve it. It was how Sono knew he was truly in love with this man. He'd spend the rest of his life making up for the hardships Seiji went through throughout this whole year because of him, and he would certainly give up everything should it come down to it. His job meant nothing, his reputation meant nothing if it meant he'd lose his love.

Leaning his cheek against his palm, watching Seiji continue his story, his eyes cast down for a moment to look at his wedding ring and smiled to himself. Everything was right in his world again.

He found his purpose. He found his reason to live.

He found love and he found happiness...true love and utter happiness.

And even thinking of their future, the issues they'd face, the struggles and the pain.

It would be enough for him. If it was for Seiji, it was more than enough.

Sono was finally happy. Seiji was happy. And to the two of them, that's all that really mattered.

In his mind, he thanked Seiji for giving him the life he wanted for himself...to share it with the man he couldn't live without.

'Seiji-kun...thank you...I love you...I really love you.'

"Sono-san? Are you listening to me?"

The blond nodded absentmindedly, eyes never leaving Seijis face. His mind was elsewhere at this point anyway. Seiji didn't seem to notice as he continued talking and Sono shut his eyes, smiling widely to himself. This was perfect. Everything about this moment was perfect. Everything about his life now was perfect...

Truly perfect.

Fin

Authors notes:

*= Congratulazioni, Giardino! Mantenere il marito sotto controllo! È solo meglio da qui! is basically the way of saying, Congratulations (Sonos Italian name from Miyuki is Giardino. In case you didn't know that, read Life and Trails and it explains it a bit more) ! Keep your husband under control! It gets better from here!...I'm hoping to god my Italian was on point because it took me forever to figure out the best way to word this.

I hope you enjoyed this new fic! I mentioned in chapter 1 that the original version had some...ahem...issues and had to be taken down. But for those who had read the original or are new comers to this, I hope you liked it. This story meant a lot to me as I wrote it and it dives into some touchy subjects, as you've probably noticed. If you know someone or are someone whose going through some hard things like depression brought on by past trauma, always try and be there for support. You never know how much it could mean to someone you love and care about.

As I said before, I am more than happy with how this rebooted story turned out. I recently found my old notes to the original and I have to admit, I feel more in love with this version than I ever felt. It feels more real to me, if that makes sense.

If you liked it, let me know! Leave a review, a message, etc. And if there's something else regarding the Sensitive Pornograph fandom (or any other fandom) you'd like to read, shoot me a message. I love to make people smile with my work.