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Sorry for the super long, four month delay! Unfortunately, my schedule was so crammed up and didn't give me any chance to update! But now, I update. My apologies to you KWMS fans, who wants to end this already. I really tried hard and hope you'll like this story line until it's over—which will be today. Don't worry, I will not just vanish. I will end the story but will try to make another one for you! I will do everything, my fans.

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No One's POV:

Looking at the sky, she could feel its bliss was overwhelming her. Its translucence had caught her teary eyes, which never dried up. She could feel the sand under her feet, its freedom, is what she envies. It can go anywhere, go with the wind, stay with its co-sands—she just gets jealous all the time. She kept wondering why she had to get married with someone she doesn't even know. A complete stranger whom she doesn't even know—would he care for her like what she wants her husband to be? Would he make her happy in whatever circumstances and help her get over everything in her past? She kept thinking about that, and those thoughts just can't block her fears of marrying a stranger, which she truly hates.

She doesn't hate anyone—not even her father who planned it all. In fact, she had already accepted the responsibility that would be given to her when time comes. She's accepted it because she loves her family. She loves her dad, her mom and everyone. She really wanted to help her family—give them what they want, but not in this way. Not in a wrong way. She thinks this marriage is just illegal. Though there's no law in this everlasting crap, it's just so illegal and it's an anti-human right. But she can't do anything about that. She can't protest. Lucky for those birds that flock together, they don't protest and will never be. Could she feel that way too? She wanted to stop protesting and stop pretending everything's all right anymore. She wants to stop acting like she had always wanted to let the ends meet.

The sun started to hide, and gave a very beautiful and picturesque scene. She can't help but cry harder, she's hours away from sentence. She can't do anything. All she can do now is waiting—wait until it all ends.

"Baka, Misa. Baka!" she said to herself.

The image of Usui was just repeating again and again inside her head. It's another fear. She fears she might not forget about these feelings she has for him. She doesn't know if her husband will not allow these thoughts. She needs to get rid of it now. And that's another problem. She just can't.

She looked around, and saw guys in suits with dark glasses which cover their identities best. They are here. They're picking her up.

She felt more defeated than ever. She never rants about anything, never shouted at her parents, but right now, she could have done that. It's final. It's sealed and signed. And it just made her crazier.

"Why does this have to happen to me?" she asked herself.

She saw Usui at the back of her mind. His sparkling green eyes and that blonde hair of his, that beautiful aura she'd always seen when he smiles, it just makes sense. Her feelings for him were true. Why does this have to happen?

She continued looking at the dusk, the sun slowly hiding behind the depths of the ocean. Her tears had finally stopped. She started walking towards the ocean—the waves crashing over the sands under her feet. They were so free. She kicked the stone she saw—the largest one on the shore. And because of that, her foot became red and it was in a terrible pain. She raised her left foot and hopped back to the sand. She almost fell. She knew her body will crash into the sand. She knew her body could be in danger. But, isn't this what she wants? This can probably delay or even postponed tomorrow's wedding. She saw herself smile, closed her eyes, and slowly fell.

Five seconds had gone, ten. What? She'd not yet fallen down. She's confused. What's this?

She opened her eyes, and then she saw an illusion—a very beautiful illusion.

"Usui," she whispered. The sight of Usui gave her creeps, but it was worth the price. His perfect face was so close, and she hoped that this moment won't last. This will be the best dream of her life.

"What are you doing, Misaki Ayuzawa?" she heard that beautiful voice, the voice that was stuck on her head for so long that she can't let it go anymore. She had guarded it for a long time now, never wanted to give its freedom. It's because, her ears loves that voice. The chain connecting the voice and her heart was so strong, no force can break it. Only her weakness can let it go. And that weakness holds the key, and that weakness was Usui.

"Usui," and then she found herself standing on her feet. The sand was still there, but the sun had gone its way. She looked up, and saw the silhouette of someone she thought was Usui. But she was sure of it—but has a doubt. How could he come over? How did he found her?

"You're not an illusion." She said, reaching out to feel his face. And then there it was the touch of her longing love. The feel of his face gave her comfort. She felt secured and assured. No harm can touch her, she said to herself. Someone's there to protect her.

"Why would I ever be?"

"It's just that, I'm getting married tomorrow. And…" she can't see his face. She can't picture out the face of the one she loves. She'd never forgotten it but, why is it like this? Is this what they call, love?

"And?"

"I shouldn't be here…with you." She started sobbing. Yes, she shouldn't be. A bride to be should not cheat on her husband. No—this will not please her father. No—this will be a disgrace. No—she's not letting her family break because of a stupid decision.

"Neither do I."

"Why are you here? How did you find me?"

"Simple. I was not finding you."

"What do you mean?"

"Misaki Ayuzawa, one week had gone since I last saw you. And those two weeks had been hard for me. I kept looking for you, not stopping until I see you. I tried finding you, but it seems like my luck wasn't there. I was worried, really worried. I thought my plans will never be executed. Regret had swallowed my soul in those weeks. You just don't know how I felt, when the one I love run away—just like the thing you did to me.

"Before I even met you, I was already finding you. I tried finding you and know more about you. But finding you with force, it just didn't work. Nothing made my heart beat fast. When I already give up, you just came. I didn't find you, instead you found me. Can't you see it Misa? It's destiny."

And she felt his hands on her face. She caressed it dearly, and just then she felt his lips touch hers. His face loosened, and the tension has gone. He kissed her, and she kissed him. Both knew what will happen, both knew what to do. They just don't understand. They're still confused.

"But Usui, how about your bride?" Misaki asked, her head rested on his shoulders. They're both sitting on the sand, with nothing to look at. It was dark and not even silhouettes can be seen.

"What?"

"Your bride? Aren't you… hmm… I thought you're about to get married." Usui turned his face towards Misaki. Misaki saw his face again, like a light was flashed pass his face. His perfectness made her almost fall on her back. His face was so close, she almost can't breathe. She kept reminding herself not to panic. This is not their last conversation. And she felt stupid. Why did she even bring up that topic? The muscle on her chest contracted. Baka, Misa, she told herself. It keeps her in pain.

A smile was formed on Usui's lips. "Ah. I chose not to. I thought what you did was pretty cool, so I ran away too. I want that bride to feel what your groom felt when you ran away." Misaki blushed to this.

"Poor bride." Then there was silence. The only noise heard was the waves. And it was quite calm.

After a few minutes, Misaki stood and walked away. There was something on her mind she doesn't want to tell Usui. She thinks telling her thoughts to Usui might hurt them both.

"Misa! Where are you going?" Usui asked, grabbing her hand. When he pulled Misa, he saw tears flowing from her eyes. They were litters. He hugged her and calmed her down.

"Misa, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" but she just continued sobbing. She can't speak—or move. She was frozen, with water flowing down her cheeks.

"Misa…"

"Usui! We should stop this." Misaki shouted.

"Stop what?"

"Stop seeing each other!" Misaki's sobs became stronger. She moved away, catching her breath and was holding on her chest. It was really painful that she knelt to the sand. Usui was frozen on his place. He doesn't know if he should go near her—but her words kept him still.

"This is just stupid. This love we have—which we can't have. Usui, we already have our future planned out for us. This love isn't going anywhere. We're just making our lives complicated. Or…or…would you like me to suffer more? Usui, I am already in pain! The torture's killing me. Your image in my head is killing me! I don't know what to do in my life when I remember you. So please Usui. Let's stop this. I may not tolerate the sentence that will be given to me tomorrow. Usui!" she was crying so hard, but her words were loud and clear. Usui didn't move, because he knows it won't do better.

"This sucks. I should have never loved you." And then there, Usui walked slowly towards her. She was looking down trying to hide the tears she knew he already saw. The moon then lighted the whole place. Usui saw the sadness on Misa's eyes. His heart raced faster.

He knelt down in front of her, touched the tears she had on her cheeks, held her chin up, and looked into her eyes.

"Misaki…" then he smiled. Misaki looked up, and saw the smile on his face. She was rather confused, what's with the smile? She thought. But they just stayed like that, until…he leaned forward, closed his eyes and kissed her again, this time, with stronger passion and love. She told herself not to close her eyes, but the feeling of his lips on hers just made her close her eyes, and cherish their probable last kiss.

"Usui, I told you we should stop—" But Usui put his fingers on her lips.

"You're not really strong Misa, not like what they have told me." He whispered. Misa's eyes widened. What was he talking about?

"I really wish I could've met you long before you even found me in my house. But chance forbade me. When I first saw you before I came back here, in this place, I have already fallen in love with you. Misa, can't you see? Didn't you feel it?

"I know it was rude for me not telling you. I have already thought about this before I even surrender you to your father. But because of that strength of yours, I was afraid you might just run away again. So I decided to get to know you better, and try to make you fall in love with me—like what I really wanted. We both want to marry someone whom we really truly love didn't we? So I thought this stupid plan of mine would work. But it turned out you weren't as strong as I thought you were. And now seeing you suffer like this, cry so hard like this, I guess telling you the whole thing is the best option I have."

Misa looked at Usui. She didn't turn away. She didn't move a muscle. It was like every word from his lips came into her mind. But it was just there. She can't comprehend anything. Nothing at all.

"And now I know you're so confused."

"I am." She said. Usui smiled, and let out a laugh.

"Misaki, I'll just see you tomorrow." Then he stood, leaving Misa alone. He walked away laughing, with satisfaction. He disappeared in Misa's sight. She was stunned—frozen. She didn't know what really happened.

"What was he talking about?"

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December 15, 2011.

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