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"Aya. He didn't make it. I'm sorry."

Those words repeated in my mind like some sort of song. It's been over an hour and I couldn't stop thinking of those words. How could this happen? They were all so happy 3 months ago! I got the photo for my birthday! So why? Why was it him?

"Damn it!" I yelled throwing a vase to the ground.

Hot tears fell down my face as I breathed heavily. My once beautiful apartment now looked like a tornado went through it. I fell against the wall and slowly slid down. I clutched my hair in my fists and squeezed my eyes shut.

"I'm sorry Tatara...I'm so sorry..." I sobbed to myself.

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"Are you sure it was a good idea to tell her Mikoto? I know she needed to know, but what if she does something rash? We can't be there for her if she has a breakdown unlike with the guys." Kusanagi said slightly worried.

It's been a total hour since he's told the news to the girl he called. And she hasn't responded to him at all. Worry couldn't help but to crawl into his mind at this point.

"Aya isn't that stupid. She's in pain like the rest of us. But she won't be that stupid to make a choice like that. She's already having a breakdown right now. I can tell." Mikoto said calmly letting out a puff of smoke.

"Still..." the bartender said leaning on the counter facing his king.

"My guess is that Aya will fly back here to finish school. When she does get here, she will act like she always does. That's in order to help cheer us up. Don't you think so?" The red king responded leaning on his hand.

Kusanagi sighed but nodded a small smile gracing his lips. As much as he hated to say it, his king was right. He knew the girl very well and knew that's what she planned to do. All they had to do was wait for her to walk in.

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A few hours later the entire apartment was cleaned out. My stuff was in boxes as men began to put them in storage to be shipped tomorrow. I grabbed my duffle bag and walked out turning in my key.

"Sorry about the noise. Hope the next tenant isn't as noisy as me." I joked lightly still not feeling well.

"Don't worry dear. I'm so sorry about your loss. I know you are in pain. Please let me know when you arrive safely." The landlady smiled kindly.

"Thank you." I said bowing before heading to the airport.

I checked in and sat down on one of the waiting chairs. I pulled out my phone and flipped through all the pictures. I smiled seeing one from two years ago. It was the last time I saw everyone. I gently rubbed my thumb over the phot feeling tears form as I got to Tatara's smiling face.

'Now boarding Flight AO-375 to Shizume City, Japan.'

I looked up and grabbed my bag with my ticket and headed to the plane. Once on, I pulled my headphones on and played music to help me relax.

"Hang on guys...I'm coming." I whispered watching scenery pass us by.

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The bar was quite. Everyone was there and was doing their own thing. It's only been two days since Tatara's death. The only person not present was the skateboarding idiot. No one knew if he was ok. He just shut everyone out. The chime of bells caught the bartender's attention.

"Ah Sorry! The bar is closed this week!" He smiled sweetly.

"Good thing I'm to young to drink then." A joking voice sounded.

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