A/N : I'm.. actually a little nostalgic to be ending this. I started this, what, three months ago? And now this is the last addition. Hum.

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Epilogue:

One Year Later-

A tall man with purple hair smiled tiredly as he unlocked his front door, kicking his shoes off and hanging up his jacket in the entry way, as well as placing his work bag onto the floor, not caring about it.

As Gakupo made his way into his living room, he heard the excited murmur of a girl coming from the kitchen. He heard said girl giggle and say goodbye to whomever she was talking to. Then she ran out into the foyer, spotting him.

"Gakupo!" Rin said excitedly, hurdling herself into his arm, wrapping her limbs around him. He anchored his hands around her waist, leaning forward to press his lips to her forehead and tasting... chocolate?

He straightened his neck to get a better look. The small, blue-eyed girl was smeared with chocolate, the frosting marring her clothes and random lines on her cheeks.

Raising a questioning brow, he asked, "What happened?"

She smiled sheepishly before looking down at herself. "Crap! I'm ruining your shirt!" She tried to disentangle herself from him, but Gakupo held tight, kissing her cheek with his tongue darting out to lick of some chocolate. Rin sighed.

"Why are you covered in chocolate, Rin?"

Said girl gave another small grin. "Well, it's out anniversary! And you got me flowers this morning, so I wanted to return the favor and bake you a cake, but..."

Gakupo felt a surge of trepidation go through him. Rin was a terribly messy cook. "What happened to my kitchen?"

"Our kitchen," she corrected, and he found himself smiling. "You might not want to go in there for a little while."

He felt his eye twitch, but he shook his head. This was his and Rin's special day—nothing could ruin it. "I have a way you could make it up to me." He bumped his nose into her own, chocolate covered one.

Rin got a mischievous twinkle in her eye and smirked, pulling herself upwards so that she could kiss him squarely on the mouth.

"Happy anniversary."

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Hatsune Miku smiled as she heard the dial tone ring in her ear. She had just been talking to Rin, who had excitedly told her about her plans with her boyfriend for the night. Get some, Rin.

Her and her best friend had remained close over the year, just as Rin had promised. Miku even had plans to see the blonde next week.

But for now...

She grinned at her girlfriend of over a year. Luka returned it, reaching out to tuck a strand, teal hair away from Miku's face and behind her ear. "How's Rin?"

Rin had also kept in close contact with Luka. Luka had confessed to Miku that she felt like the girl was her little sister, and only wanted to guide her in life. "Eccentric as usual," Miku answered, leaning into the pinkette's touch. "It's her anniversary tonight. Her and her lover have quite a night planned ahead. Or so I've heard."

Luka giggled, bringing up her other hand to cup Miku's face completely, leaning forward so that their foreheads touched. "Glad to hear it. And what about us?"

Miku blushed at the implication, but her lips curled upward coyly. "Well, we can't let Rin have all the fun can we?"

The two girls brushed their lips together gently, eliciting a sigh from the tealette. "I love you, Luka." It wasn't the first time it had been said, but it still gave that same, heart-warming feeling anyway.

"I love you, too, Miku."

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A boy with golden, spiky hair read over his e-mail from his twin sister, shaking his head at some parts and laughing at others. Rin was still so crazy.

His cell phone buzzed, and he opened it to see he had a text message from Haku, a girl he had been talking to lately. They'd only known each other for a few weeks, and she was so much different from his sister—quiet, shy and self-conscious—but Len found it almost endearing, liking her anyway.

He put his phone away before setting off to reply to Rin. It wasn't anything special. He told her about their parent's recent divorce, school, Samasetto in general, he even wrote briefly about Haku (which he knew Rin would demand more details for).

Len was happy for his sister, in the least. She was happy with Kamui. Yeah, she'd eventually caved in and admitted their relationship, but Len wasn't going to tell. Though, he sometimes wished she'd pick someone he could actually frighten. Wasn't that what brother's were for? Threatening boyfriends into not stealing their siblings virtue?

They were all going to meet up sometime next week. He, Rin, Kamui, Miku, and Luka. Quite the groupe, but Len didn't mind, not anymore.

He figured, after all this time, he deserved some happiness, too.

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A quite sigh echoed through the dark bedroom as Rin snuggled further into Gakupo's side. He chuckled at her before reaching to the table, grabbing a piece of eggplant for himself and an orange for her. She ate it graciously.

"You know," she said when she was finished munching on the snack, "I actually did have a present for you."

He hmmed? at her as she rolled out of bed, wrapping a sheet around her naked form. She left the room, coming back a moment later holding what seemed to be a large book.

Sitting down back next to him, she urged him to sit up before handing the book to him. He opened it, and Rin watched as he flipped through the scrapbook with what appeared to be fascination.

The photo album started from when they moved to Tokyo, featuring a picture of Gakupo and her smothered with paint after they had painted the apartment. It went on, showing moments of their lives' over the past year. From birthdays to holidays to outing just because, everything was documented.

When he finally finished, he smiled at her lovingly, kissing her chastely on the lips in which she happily returned. "Thank you," he said.

Rin blushed prettily. "Anytime."

"You know I love you, right?" Gakupo asked, running his fingers through her hair.

She poked his side, making him jump. "Well, duh. Isn't that what this is about?" He chuckled at her, and she pouted. "I love you, too. But you know that."

They both smiled in perfect unison, not speaking as they embraced in the barely-lit room. This was where they belonged.

Forever.

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Draw me closer, as if we are two magnets;

that, even if we separate, we will reunite again.

Let's become one... It's okay not to be able to turn back.

That's fine, for you are my one and only love.

The End

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Dear Readers,

I'd like to personally thank each of you that have read this, especially my reviewers who always urged me on and inspired me to keep writing this piece. I'd like to say something cheesy, like, "You had as much of a part in this as I did," but that seems horrible cliché.

So I'll settle with a "Thank you."

I'm sad to see this finish, and I'm pretty sure some of you are, too. This has to be one of my personal favorite stories I've written, and I can't wait to start on my new one.

I'm excited to see how you thought of this ending, no matter how fluffy it is, it made me happy, and I hope it has the same effect on you guys.

I hope you stick around for whatever it is I decide to write next!

Until Next Time,

-SinnersLikeUs