Ira and Rikka go through tough situations while trying to figure out there own feelings. they both know very well they are enemies so will things go wrong or good?
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I haven't heard from Raquel, The selfish king or Ira ever since then.
I sometimes wonder if it was a dream and everything was fake.
When I think about that, I remember about travelling through the different worlds and the voice who helped me through it all.
I never did find out who that voice belonged to.
Mana, Alice, Makopi and I are still great friends and talk about Precure very often, including what happened with Ira.
We don't know if Ira is still alive or dead.
My friends have asked me to levitate to find out but I never tried, too scared to know the truth.
Sometimes, when I lie on my bed, thinking about these things, I hear the voice speak to me.
'You're doing well, Rikka.'
'I want to see you again.'
'I'll see you soon.'
All these words and phrases keep me believing in the fact that what happened was all real and nothing could change that.
I soon found out that the voice was Ira, although the voice was a little more mature sounding, it was definitely Ira.
Ira... It's been a while since I've heard his voice.
I really miss it.
No other person can take his place.
This explains why I have no boyfriend's.
I'm now sitting by the tree, reading a book.
"Rikka." I hear someone call me.
I drop my book in surprise and look around.
"Where are you looking?" The voice chuckles.
I know this voice.
It's the voice that helped me during my world travelling thing.
That means... Ira!
I look up and see a male sitting there, kicking his legs.
"It's been a while." He smiles.
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(This is what Ira pretty much looks like now but with lighter hair and the angel wings are smaller and being his ears, replacing the bat wings. Oh and he's smiling.)
"I-Ira?..." I whisper.
"Who else?" He chuckles.
I stare at him for a while before noticing streams of tears running down my face.
"H-Hey, why are you crying?" Ira asks, wiping my tears away with his thumb.
"Where have you been? What were you doing? Why didn't you come back earlier? You worried me. You didn't let me finish my sentence when you got sucked into the selfish kind." I rang on.
He stares at me and listens to my questions before chuckling and stops me from speaking anymore with his finger.
"I've been waiting, when past you had to travel though the world's. I was the voice, guiding you." He says quietly.
"I'm sorry I haven't been here with you." He apologizes.
I shake my head, tears coming as fresh as ever.
"You dummy." I manage to say.
He gives me a warm smile before running his hand through my hair.
"But you love that dummy." He says.
I blush red when he said that.
"I love you too, Rikka." He connects our foreheads.
This time, he connects our lips as well.
I freeze from shock.
He pulls back a bit and chuckles.
I take a minute to process what he did.
He then pushes my head into his chest, hugging me close.
"...Idiot." I smile.
"I know." He chuckles again.
-Years later-
"Mummy, did that really happen?" My daughter asks me.
"Of course honey." I say stroking her hair.
"That's how he got his angel wings?" She asks again.
"Yeah." I smile.
I then hear the door unlock.
"Daddy's home!!" She squeals happily.
"Daddy! Daddy!" I hear her yell.
"What is it, Sweetie?" I hear a deep voice answer.
"Mummy told me a story about the Angel wings." She says.
