As requested, Tsukasa's recollection of chapter 12.

"Do you fear forgiveness, Amane?"

"You feel good, Amane," I growled pulling his hips closer to mine. How long has it been, days? Months? I was never one to pay attention to time.

Bucking my hips, I bent down to kiss Amane's neck, licking and sucking on his skin; enjoying the vibrations of sound against his throat as he moaned. He seemed to be enjoying this too.

After cumming into his asshole so much, I could slip in and out like a hot knife through melted butter. "Hmmm, that sound is good, do you want it deeper?" I asked shoving my cock in harder, causing him to jolt as he wrapped his legs around my waist.

"N-No, I-I't too deep," he panted red-faced as I fucked him harder, "Haaaa, you're cute," I laughed shoving his hips back and forth to meet my thrust as sweat dripped from our bodies. There it is, his sweet spot, I wanna drive him nuts.

"Right here, hmmm, it feels good when I hit it; does it make you wanna cum?" I teased before licking his nipple.

I growled at the perfect sensation of his walls clamping down on me as he came, "Hmmmm, good boy," I groaned marking his nipples with bite marks.

Ramming myself against his g-spot as I came as well, I grunted in bliss; filling him up once more with my cum. Using my free hand to pump his cock as it sends streams of cum across his stomach. It's not enough, it never is.

Even as I pumped him full of cum, as sperm gushed put of him and pooled onto the floor- even as our bodies ached with soreness of going at it over and over- I wanted him again.

How many more times did I do it with my dear Amane? 10? 20 maybe? I panted wiping the sweat off my face as I sat up. Why? Why wasn't it enough?

I looked over at an exhausted Amane who laid face down on the bed, his body flinching as I smack his sore, sticky backside.

Amane doesn't fight back like he use to, but I suppose he doesn't have a reason to anymore.

How long has it been since Yashiro graduated? After our fun together, they never spoke again- I don't even think they crossed paths again. Could that be why?

As he lay covered in sweat and cum, Amane didn't feel anything- he was numb. How could I have any fun when he was like this?

I needed him to feel more than just a the brief moment of pleasure. He needed to experience more then the after math of shame.

"Amane!" I called. My silent twin turned his head, "Look at this!" yelled excited as I shove a box in front of him.

Amane: "…"

Tsukasa: *Scoffs* "You're supposed to play memories like movies!"

Amane: "…"

Tsukasa: "Awe, what should we relive, our fun with Yashiro?" *Amane shrugs his head and I smiled* "Haaa, you haven't heard that name in a long time have you? Does it make you sad?"

Amane: "…"

Tsukasa: "Oh! I know! We should relive our first time, wouldn't that be fun?"

I grabbed Amane's hand, "Here, why don't you pick what memory we get to see!" I laughed forcing his hand onto the box. "Tsukasa, stop it!" he gasped. The memory was one he didn't want to remember, a memory that he didn't want me to see.

Blood. {Insert Goodbye Nostalgia by Coda}

"Haaaa…. What's this?" I asked.

Amane running into the girl's bathroom covered in blood, his eyes filled with tears as he locked himself into one of the stalls.

"But whose blood is that?" I asked blindly as I held his hand onto the box. A light went off in my head, "Aaawe, right; it's my blood." I muttered. "This is right after you killed me isn't it?" I asked curiously.

Amane shrugged his head, "You don't want to see this part," he begged, I started at the display of memories playing like a movie. My eyes opened wide as he lifted the knife to his chest.

Blood.

"What did you do?" I muttered in shock. Like a movie before my eyes, I watched as Amane killed himself, diving the knife into his chest as he sobbed.

Amane shrugged his head, "You… Killed yourself. But why," I asked feeling my chest ache. "Because, because I killed you. And I couldn't forgive myself," Amane cried tearful ripping his hand away, making the movie of memories end.

But I wanted to see more.

"No!" I barked. "I need to know what happened next!" I hissed shoving my hand to the box. I froze. Whose memories are these?

I smiled painfully, "Haaa, this is when you killed me." I said in awe. My eyes glued to the film of events I had long forgotten. I gasped painfully as the box activated for it's true purpose.

Not only did it show me what I had forgotten, but made forced me to feel what I had felt in my last moments.

All of the pain, the sorrow and regret. I could remember it all, everything was so vivid; every feeling was so real.

I fell to my knees, "T-Tsukasa!" Amane gasped falling to my aid. He grabbed my shoulders trying to comfort me as I gasped to air. My eyes filling with tears as- That's right.

The day Amane killed me, I realized how selfish I had been. It was that day I realized I could never become Amane, and that I never wanted him to become me. I wanted Amane to stay as he was, because I love him how exactly how he was.

I'm sorry. So many times he had forgiven me, but when he held my dying body, when he sobbed with guilt, when he begged me to live and apologized for defending himself- I could give him the ease of forgiveness.

I can feel it, the emotions I wanted so badly.

"I forgive you," I cried. Amane gazed at me painfully, looking at me with worried confusion. I grabbed him by the shoulders, with his hands still on mine. He couldn't move, the look in my eyes left him frozen.

"I forgive you, for killing me," I cried. Did it feel good? To be forgiven as well? I'm sure it did, Amane fell to tears, "I'm sorry for hurting you! I'm sorry Amane! I'm sorry!" I cried hugging him.

He bit his lips as I apologized over and over again. So this is what it feels like, sadness, sorrow, distress. "I'm sorry Amane! Please don't hate me, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry!" I begged sobbing as he went limp.

I could feel it, the burn of shame and guilt, the humiliation of every bad thing I've ever done. The faces of everyone I've ever hurt, it felt as if my heart would explode and I couldn't bare the pain.

I was a monster.

And even after everything I had done- "I-I forgive you, Tsukasa," he cried hugging me back. I fell further into his arms, feeling the weight of guilt lighten. But it still hurts.

It was everything I had worked for- to feel the way Amane did, but I never understood how much it would hurt. I didn't know that it would change me forever.

Siting on the roof top as I looked at the stars, I finally understood why Amane liked them so much. It was as if I could get lost in the universe, and everything that bothered me seemed to go away.

Feed steps. He's here again.

Amane couldn't help himself, after I had regained my memories and developed the ability to feel emotions; I wasn't the same Tsukasa.

Tsukasa: "Why are you here,"

Amane: "… Because you are." *Sits beside me* "And I figured that maybe you didn't want to be alone."

Tsukasa: "I deserve to, so just go away already."

Amane: "I'm not going anywhere until you're back to normal!"

Tsukasa: *Turns head to Amane* "Why would you ever want me to go back to who I was before?

Amane sighed, leaning back as he looked up at the sky; "I don't know. It's hard seeing you like this, it's kinda like if the moon turned green," he explained gazing at the stars. He looked over and me as I giggled, smiling at my moment of happiness.

"Maybe… Maybe it doesn't have to be exactly like it was before. Since you don't want to hurt me anymore, then you shouldn't worry about being around me." Amane smiled in an effort to make me feel better.

We blushed as he rested his hand on mines, "It's all I've ever wanted." He coaxed. My eyes opened wide. To not hurt him, or tease him; he needed to brother, not a bully. Even so.

I felt myself get warm, seeing such a beautiful expression on his face made me… Happy. I love Amane, and it made me feel-

I hide my face in my knees, "W-What's wrong Tsukasa?" Amane asked grabbing my shoulder. "We can't, because when I'm around you… I still feel- I still like you in that way. I still want to kiss you and touch you and do other things," I confessed shamefully.

"Shame is a bad feeling, I don't think I like feeling that emotion," I sighed. Amane couldn't help but laugh, lying his head on my shoulder, this feels nice.

"It's ok, I still feel that way too… Maybe it's just how we're suppose to be." He muttered shyly, I blushed harder. This feeling of shame, over shadowed by love- so this is what love feels like.

I closed my eyes, leaning my head beside his. After being so mean and greedy and evil at my core, I had gained my own humanity. And Amane along with it.

Creator's Note:

*Scratches head* Ah, so I had a couple questions about myself. *Blushes awkwardly* I'll make this brief.

I'm almost 23 years old, by the end of the year I'll be a published Manga artist. I'm super smart but I'm also air headed and space out a lot.

My height and weight are about average, with dark hair and eyes to match it. Oh, but have a super memorable face and a smile to die for. My face is probably my best asset.

My personality is pretty much the happy/outgoing side of Tsukasa/Amane; I love to be loved and have a bad habit of sharing everything I've got- but one the inside I have social anxiety and have a crippling fear of death. *Anxiety's in hidden* OK! More importantly!

What's coming next for stories:

-Taste of Forbidden (Amane x Tsukasa)

-Broken Toys (Tsukasa X Mitsuba one shot)

-Therefore, You and Me (New chapters)

Expect to see a new chapter as soon as tonight, I've already gotten 4 chapters of XXX a head of time so you won't have to wait so long in between new chapters!

Tell me what you think?! I love comments and reviews! (Thanks for reading this far along as well.)