Me: I'm so sorry that it's been a long time since I've updated. I've just been really lazy and all so please forgive me. I decided to write it now though so I could get it in before the ISAT testing so your welcome. Anyway, I'm not going to make a part two on the same book. I'm just going to make four books. And the thing about this is that I said I'd make a huge cliffhanger but I can't. If I do then the second book will be really short so you'll have to forgive me because this will possibly be the last chapter. So enjoy, I know there wasn't much action but you won't be disappointed in the sequels. And I'm going to try really hard to make my writing better than it was in the first book. Then when I'm done with the series and have the time and patients, I will rewrite the first book so it's a bit better and more understandable. But that's a maybe. Anyway, read and enjoy. Don't forget to REVIEW and I thank all that have. 4 more reviews and we'll be alright. Though I'd prefer to get more than 70 total because then that would just be amazing. Maybe 100? Sounds about right. Oh, and I want to add that this chapter may be a little bit too long but it's the last so I want to make it the best. So please bare with me and read every single word, then give me a VERY long comment which I would be happy to smile and respond too. Anyway, thanks so much for reading and those who have had the patients to wait for me this far. Enjoy!

ÓCopyright Buttercup3000 2012-2013

Katsu/Butch POV

I had practically been skipping the walk home. I can't believe I kissed her. And I can't believe she kissed back. Then she walked away but we all know that when someone walks away they're just afraid to admit that they liked it.

When I was almost to the doors leading into the Professor's home I felt a vibration tingling against my thigh. I searched my pockets, pulling my phone open and checking the text message that had been sent.

Meet me at The Lodge. I've got something to show you guys.

-Mokoto J

Great. I wonder what he wanted this time. (Just so you know, The Lodge is a place that the boys hang out when they don't want to be bothered that supposedly no one but them knows about.) I jogged briskly in the direction of The Lodge, keeping on the sidewalk since it was dark and I didn't have any power to see through night. Once I'd reached the broken down doors of our palace, I grabbed the handle and opened the door. The sound of the hinges squeaking distorted my ears.

Once inside I passed the empty living room and entered a kitchen with nothing but a refrigerator placed on the inside. I opened it and swiped my hand over an invisible digital keyboard which suddenly came visible, I plugged in the supposed numbers. Then the back of the refrigerator drops showing off a hole which I jump into and slide down. I land on my feet on the cushion below and find my brothers already there, standing a few feet away.

"So what you want to talk about?" I ask stepping up a few inches closer.

"Okay, I don't need you guys teasing me but I have something to show you." Mokoto starts. "I need your honest opinions about this and I'm really serious. I'm planning on expanding upon it but you guys have to be nice about it or I won't be able to. And when you give your thoughts about it please be constructive because I worked really hard on this and if you guys dump me in the dumps and are just rude then I'm gonna go cry in my bedroom. So please, just be careful."

I stare at him. Then I find myself looking at Mamoru who appears to be watching me. Then my eyes wander back in Mokoto's direction.

"Okay?" Mamoru and I say in unison.

Mokoto inhales a large intake of air before exhaling it all and removing two thin packets of paper with words printed on them and holding them in our direction.

"Read it." he states.

I remove the paper from his fingers hesitantly before finding a comfy chair and letting my eyes skim the paper.

"Where are we going?" Amanda whispers, her breath warming up the outlines of my ears in the brisk cool night. The darkness seemed to shroud us under the shadows of the tree's dense leaves as they crowded together to form a canopy over our heads to shield us from the rain pouring above. Small beams of white rays penetrated through the leaves that shown a spotlight against us, caressing our skin with its gentle fingers and carefully glowing ahead of us to show us our way. The sound of the pads on our shoes crunching on the dry grass beneath our feet echoed softly in our ears, creating a sweet harmony with the light wind that floated gently through the air, pulling at the ends of Amanda's strawberry scented hair as it reached my nostrils.

"I don't know." I answer her, wrapping my moistened hands tighter around her small ones. "Come on. This way."

I lead her to a turn as the light switches paths, shimmering in the direction of a more closed off space as the trees came closer together. We continued running and dodged twigs and roots sprouting from the ground, turning from every bad looking branch and jumping over logs.

We made sure to stay quiet in hopes of not getting caught. Are plan tonight was to run, run as far as our feet would take us. We were tired of this place and we wanted to be free. Of course, like most teenagers in love, we didn't have a plan. We followed a rule called NO ROADS. Rule #1 that had to do with anything a teenager could engage in. This is a rule where you don't think. You let your heart carry your life out and your body lead the way. And I, being the sick stubborn boy I am, ran.

"Stop. Stop." Amanda's raspy voice came from behind me. "I need a break." she inhales a breath of the freezing air and lets it set on her lungs, plummeting down on her back and resting her head against the bare bark of one of the rough trees. I could see that her cheeks had breached at a startling red in the dim light. Her pale strawberry colored eyes seemed to have darkened as she continuously gasped for air.

I took a seat beside her and sat with my legs stretched out in front of me and my hands shielding my scalp from the tree's roughness.

"Do you… do you think running away was a good idea?" Amanda asks suddenly. My eyes flicker in her direction and land on the enlarged pupils in her eyes hurdling bullets at my head in dear hope of going back. As much as I liked to please her I liked to please my gut more.

Getting to my feet I brush the dirt stains off of my drenched jeans and grab hold of her hands, pulling her up.

"Come on. If we're gonna go we better start now before the sun sets in." I heard the slight exhale of a breath as her body seemed to shrink in size.

We began our journey once again, only slowing it down to a mid paced walk as we continued to follow the moon's hallow light. Then we reached the end of its trail.

"That's weird." I mutter to myself. Light doesn't end, not moon light. So why can't I see it?

"Coal. What's going on?" Amanda asks hesitantly as she started tugging on my arm. "Coal, I really think it's about time we start heading back. I'm getting scar-"

"Stay here." I demand.

"Wh-"

"Stay here." I repeat. "I'm going to check out the area. I won't be far. Make sure to stay hidden."

"Bu-"

I plant a kiss on her forehead before stalking off into the foreboding darkness ahead, making sure to catch a near by tree so I would be able to track myself back. Pulling out a flashlight from my back pocket, I turn it on and let the light dance around the area in front of me from tree to tree. I stalked forward slowly, my feet hitting the soft dirt and broken twigs until I felt a new sensation from the ground, as if it had gotten softer than before. I let my flashlight skim the ground until all I see is dirt and dead leaves laying lifelessly on the earth. Convinced, I take two steps forward before I find myself falling.

It was if the ground had been stripped from my feet and I was being shoved harshly. The wind rushed past me quickly, as if it didn't it would explode from keeping its energy closed up on the inside. It clawed at my face and arms as I flailed around grasping for a source to pull me up, but all that met my fingers were walls of built up dirt and crusts of fallen leaves. Then the air stopped and I found myself on ground again, only I met it with my stomach as all air was pushed out of me. I couldn't breathe. My throat felt dry from the lack of oxygen and my lungs felt as if they had been set on fire. The flames slowly started rounding my chest and I felt as if I was about to choke. I felt as if I was going to die.

How was I suppose to run if I was dead? What would happen to Amanda? What about are dream of getting married in Vegas and being the parents to ten magnificent children? What about spoiling my grandchildren? All the things I'd ever dreamed of and they were only seconds away from ending.

But almost as immediately as it had gone, I was finally able to take an intake of air and sweet, pure oxygen started to run in my veins once again. The fire had stopped in my chest, cold and refreshing as the water drained away the burning. I could feel the sizzles vibrating in my chest as I cooled down and took another breath of air.

I wasn't going to die.

Turning on my back and bringing myself to my feet I realized I couldn't go anywhere. I was trapped. Though it was dark since I had lost my flashlight due to the fall, I could tell there was no escape. I felt my heart drop to my stomach as I slowly digested the feeling of being utterly alone. My tongue wasn't quite use to the taste and could bare it as bitter, but my stomach growled in resentment as it caught on quicker.

Oh my gosh! I thought. I was never going to Vegas!

"Coal!" a frightened angelic voice, smothered in honey roasted turkey and thick cotton candy screamed.

"Amanda!" I yell back. "Amanda! Over here!"

"Coal! Coal! Where are you?"

"Amanda! Watch your step! Don't fall!" I screamed, my voice rising in an unnaturally non-manly way at the end. If she fell down too then we'd never get out.

"Coal!" the head of an angel suddenly popped up at the hole above me, covered with worry and fear.

"You have to get help!" I shout up in her direction.

"What?" she exclaimed confused. "I can't leave you!"

"Get help or I'll be stuck down here forever!" I repeat. "You have to go! I'll be fine! Go get help and run as quick as you can! Follow the moon's light and make sure you make it there before day!"

"Coal!"

"Amanda. Go." I say in a very, very strict voice. Deep and even. Manly in every way.

The angel's head disappears.

"Amanda! One more thing!" Her head pops back up again. "Be careful."

"I will." she answers. "I love you."

"Me too. Now go!" She was gone, and I was still stuck. What to do, what to do?

I prodded my foot into the dirt wall in hopes of this keeping me busy. All though, I already knew the answer to that. Why didn't I think about bringing my game boy or a notebook or something? Now that I think about it, we really didn't go in much dept on thinking on what would happen after we were done running. God! I don't even think we brought any money with us! Maybe this was God's way of telling us it was a bad idea on going on the trip in the first place.

I started poking harder at the dirt as my irritation grew. My toe formed circles on the dirt and the pads of the shoes left little arrow prints. I rummaged a bit more on the area until I found myself kicking at the wall. The duration of my patients was wearing thin as I put in a little more strength into my footing, creating bigger circles and more visible footprints. Then I gave the final blow and I felt my foot being pulled into another area, sending me on my back and my legs hurdling forward in front of me.

I let out a grunt as my back pressed against the dirt once more. Then looking down at my feet I found the source of my clumsiness. A hole about the size of a small boulder sits there, and on the other side I saw light. Lifting myself up into a sitting position I tilt my head forward in hopes of a better look. Finding none I start to debate whether or not to crawl into the hole where a monster could be waiting to chomp me up, or sit here where it's probably safer and I'd be picked up soon. Or I could look at it as this way and either sit here and rot from boredom or cross the hole and have a good time. You know my pick.

Crawling through the hole, army style, I sprung my head up along with the rest of my body. Only, the area in which I was now I had to be in more of a crouch position from the lack of space going on in the area. Placing my hands on the ground to keep balance, I get into a comfortable crawling stance and slowly trot my way through the narrow land.

Bright radiant walls caped themselves around me and as my hand met the ground it was immediately met with warmness that trilled mercifully at my fingers. I could smell faint smoke coming from me and I guessed it was from my jeans meeting the warm substance that seemed to take over the ground. Then I found myself taking a right turn and crawling through more tunnels until I'd reached the end. A dead end.

"Seriously?" I shout at the wall, so angry I could slap it. But instead I decided to shove. Though something unexpected happened. Instead of meeting with the solid wall like I had expected, my hand had found a way to pass through and meet air. I pulled my hand back startled and jumped causing me to hit my head on the ceiling above my head.

"Ow!" I scream this time jumping forward and running into the wall, passing through, and hitting a hard object. Another grunt escaped my lips.

I'd be lucky if I were to die from a concussion sooner than I would of hunger. Curse the day I was born from the most clumsiest mother put on this earth!

Reaching my feet once again I notice that the light appears to have dimmed at the room I was in now. Though it wasn't the previous orange state I was in before, the sun probably runs these underground railroads because I was now in a pool of red. The light didn't come from the walls though. They came from the diamond shaped crest about the size of in igloo that rested on a square stand in front of me.

The light created this mood, an aurora that almost had me toppling on my side again. A new emotion suddenly came rushing inside me, filling my body up faster than you would a glass of water. It ranged from an assortment from curiosity to interest as my eyes continued circling the object. I felt as if I was floating of the ground and shuffling toward slowly, as if savoring every moment. For some reason unknown I felt as if my hands belonged on that object, like I could picture myself in the glass and peering back into my reflection. Another step up and I see myself floating on red, not blood, but water. My hair's drifting around my head and scavenging about as my arms and legs are held open and my eyes are closed. Another step I can see bubbles popping throughout the water and hitting my skin leaving the tiniest of blister. My last step and my eyes flick open, showing off my penetrating green eyes. My arms are suddenly raised forward and I'm pulling someone in. That's when I do it. I place my hand on the diamond. Then everything goes black.

Lifting my eyes from the page I look into the eyes of Mokoto's who had appeared to be watching me the entire time while reading. I extend my hand out towards him with the packet in hand and he takes it.

"Wow Mokoto." I start. "I have to say I'm pretty surprised."

"Yeah." Mamoru agrees, handing his packet back and giving him a pat on the shoulder. "Besides the few grammar mistakes you made it was pretty good. I wouldn't mind reading the rest at all."

"Really?" he squeaked. "Aw! Thanks guys! You're so nice!"

"Yeah, so is that all you wanted?" I asked.

"Yes, it is." he answers.

"Then lets head back." Mamoru says.

I let my brothers start out first before following when I find myself bumping into Mokoto's back. He's hunched over gripping his head.

"Are you okay?" Mamoru asks.

"I… I don't feel so good." he stutters. Then before I know it I find my brother collapsed on the floor in front of me, his tanned skin breached to a pale.

"Mokoto!" I scream.

"Katsu." I hear Mamoru. I turn to face him. "I'm not… I don't feel so…" Another one down.

As I stare at my brother's still bodies a sudden wave hits me. My stomach quenches on the inside and my head feels hazy. Not only that but it's as if something had snapped on the inside. I feel something wet oozing through my nose and I begin to grow weak. I leaned a hand against a nearby wall in hopes of gaining my balance back, but before I knew it my legs had given up on me. I found my back hitting the carpeted floor and my head giving its last pump as I was reeled into absolute darkness.

Momoko/Blossom POV

The morning I woke up I had this overwhelming feeling that something bad had happened, but I didn't know what. But I decided to ignore the feeling. Today was a big day. It was our first Romeo and Juliet rehearsal. We hadn't started sooner because Ms. Farshoman had gotten sick and there was no one to recover for her, but she was better now and it was time for the play to begin.

I decided to wear something extra special today. I wore a red dress that met my knees. Its lacey ends went well with the light colored pumps I wore, about three inches tall and the black nail polish I'd painted on my fingers. And instead of wearing the usual high ponytail I usually wore, I replaced the bow with a curling iron and curled away. I rose my cheeks and added some eyeliner along with my favorite strawberry scented lip gloss. Adding the final touch, I put in a pin, the one Mamoru gave me when we were finding something else to do since Katsu stole our tickets, (sorry if I didn't say anything about that) and clipped it to my hair.

"Perfect." I muttered to myself. I grabbed my handbag and after breakfast, I rushed outside and to the bus stop just as it had started rolling away. I heaved a sigh before beginning my walk to school.

Halfway there, I dropped my lip gloss and picked it up before standing back up and finding Mamoru standing in front of me. I was startled a bit but gave him a swat on the shoulder anyway.

"Don't sneak up on me like that!" I whine.

"Sorry, couldn't help it. I just wanted to surprise you." (I can't remember if Mamoru ever called Momoko nicknames but just pretend she did okay, for future references if I get all my REVIEWS) he said.

I raised an eyebrow.

"What?" he asked.

"You… you seem… different." I said.

"Oh, did you notice the hair cut?" he said spinning a whole 360 to show it off. (I can't remember if Mamoru got a haircut already either so just pretend he didn't if he did, kay?) "Pretty awesome, right?"

"I knew there was something different!" I exclaim. "But honey, you should have let me cut your hair. It's still very long. I would have done such a better job. And what's with the bandana? I liked the hat you know. It looked cute on you!"

"I just thought I could change things up a bit you know." he states. "I mean, it is first rehearsal and I'm not the only one that did something with myself."

"Whatever." I say. "We better start heading out before we're late to school."

"Then lets go." he holds his hand out and I wrap my fingers around them. He smiles down at me and I smile back. It's these kind of moments that I love so much.

Me: So yes, this is the end of the book. But there WILL be a sequel, all I need are my REVIEWS.

Butch: How come you didn't talk about me at the end? I thought I was your favorite.

Me: I wanted to do Brick so leave me alone. And where have you guys been? I've written a few chapters and you guys haven't shown up.

Butch: Ah, me and Buttercup were a bit busy doin' some couple stuff you know.

Buttercup: We are not a couple! Just because everyone makes us that in books doesn't mean I'll ever be with you!

Butch: Ouch.

Boomer: We were traveling on at some other books. You were taking too long to update so we just though what they hay you know.

Me: You what?

Boomer: We. Went. To. Other. Books.

Me: You guys are so mean! You came here! I didn't make you come, you cam and then you run off!

Boomer: Yep. Glad you caught on.

Me: Why I outta-

Bubbles: Don't get mad at him. It was my idea.

Blossom: No it wasn't.

Brick: It was Butch's.

Butch: *sweat drops* Yeah, about that.

Me: Butch!

Butch: Yeah?

Me: *in that weird accent I don't know what it is* I kill you!

Butch: *screams and runs for his life while DD follows*

Brick: *coughs* Anyway, hope you enjoyed. REVIEW and you'll see more on the next book. We really hoped you enjoyed.

Butch: Mommy!