So I broke down and agreed to write the seventh and final chapter of "The One." I say, I was close to not doing it. And all the distractions today (POTTERMORE OMFG) almost led to me not finishing it. But I did, finally, at like 2 in the morning. The beginning song is not mine. This is a short N (bitter)sweet ending. Enjoy, and R&R :)

EDIT: So sorry, I dunno what happened in the editing process, but some words got smushed together. I fixed it, and hopefully it makes more sense now :P

We dress in black and we say goodbye, how our hearts break and, oh, how we cry
Yet through we grieve, we still have hope
'Cause for all hearts of faith, we trust and know

There is a hello after goodbye, a blessed reunion, promised in time
We will be with them far longer than we were without
No doubt, no more tears in our eyes
In that beautiful, wonderful, hello after goodbye

Next time we see them, we'll never more know
The sorrow and pain of letting go
We're with them forever, life without end
In that most blessed sweet moment when

There is a hello after goodbye, a blessed reunion, promised in time
We will be with them far longer than we were without
No doubt, no more tears in our eyes
In that beautiful, wonderful, hello after goodbye

We will see them again, be with them again
Laugh and talk like before, sing and worship forever more

There is a hello after goodbye, a blessed reunion, promised in time
We will be with them far longer than we were without
No doubt, no more tears in our eyes
In that beautiful, wonderful, hello after goodbye

The music faded. Madison turned away as the casket was closed; her last glimpse of Light now hidden beneath dark mahogany. She stepped out of the cathedral and sat on the steps, taking in the surrounding buildings and the setting sun. It had been about this time, just a few days prior, that Madison had had a kiss from a very special person. As soon as her thoughts landed on him, a smile unwittingly appeared on her face.

"Can you hear them?" A voice broke the silence. Madison turned and looked up. Ryuuzaki was staring out at the horizon, his hands in his pockets.

"Hear what?"

"The bells. They're loud today," he responded wistfully. The brunette girl looked off into the distance, trying to hear any sound. The cathedral hadn't sounded the bells yet, and the only thing she could hear was two birds in the distance. Then she closed her eyes. Faintly, ever so faintly, she could here in the distance two bells ringing. The rhythmic chime soothed her.

"I had a job to offer you, by the way," cut in Ryuuzaki. Madison opened her eyes and looked up at him. He was holding out his hand.

"What kind of job?" She asked, standing.

"Well, you see," he started, eyes locking with hers, "there has been a murder in a town not far from here. I was hoping you'd join me in investigating it."

Madison's gaze dropped to Ryuuzaki's outstretched hand, in thought.

"Of course, I'll work with you. Anytime."

She took his hand momentarily, shaking it slightly, and then let go.

"But first, L, would you accompany me to get ice cream? I can pay."

The detective's eyes lit up at the words 'ice cream.' He took the offer and they walked away from the cathedral, away from the Yagami family, and away from Kira.

Five weeks later

Sitting in a hotel room in a town five hours from the first headquarters, Ryuuzaki and Madison were working swiftly on a murder case. They had narrowed it down to three suspects, all of whom were in the same age group, which was twenty to thirty years of age.

"I've got it. These two," Madison pointed to the screen at two men, "were both at a restaurant at the time of the murder. However, if I go back in this place's history, the woman was not present. I think we can, well, wrap it up from here."

"You're a genius, really you are," stated Ryuuzaki out of nowhere. The brunette looked at him in shock. He gave her a small, rare smile and kept shifting through notes. A reddish hue crept up her face, and she stood from the chair she was in.

"You know, you aren't half bad yourself."

Madison kissed Ryuuzaki's cheek, and walked away to find Watari, whom she had trusted with the files of the suspects. Ryuuzaki turned red himself and smiled. He was finally content with telling himself he loved day, during one of the many research sessions.

Madison had told him all about herself. And vice-versa, Ryuuzaki to though her soul had been spilled and explained to him, Ryuuzaki would never solve the puzzle that was Madison Marquez.

She had made her way up to the 5th floor and was now walking toward the room in which the computer equipment was being held. She opened the door.

"Watari, do you have th-" She was cut off by the scene in front of her. It made her skin crawl. The hairs on the back of her neck were erect, and she broke out in a cold sweat. There lay Watari, in an awkward position near the desk, limp and unmoving.

"No, Watari..." was all the shocked woman could utter. In the old man's hand, however, she saw a scrap of paper. Madison ran over and collapsed onto her knees next to him, moving his cold, pulse-less fingers and withdrawing the paper. She unfolded it. Seven words were printed neatly in the middle:

How do you like me now, Madi?