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This chapter and the following where part of an April fools joke I pulled on my readers, and is not relevent to the plot that this will end with. You can call this an alternative ending I suppose, but other than that, these chapters are totally skippable.

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Today, I didn't wait for Yamato at the gates as I usually did.

I felt bad though, like it was something I had to do. I felt a little guilty.

I decided to ignore my feelings, and just make my way to pick Harue up peacefully.

Thinking over it wasn't going to help. But, avoiding the topic right now was easier said than done.

Does he hate me now?

Was I too demanding to ask for reasoning? Even I didn't know what I was feeling, why I wanted to know so badly.

I'm the end, I just ran out of the Greenhouse and got into my classroom late. I didn't have to time to cry or react too much because I had to teach, and I didn't want to look like an idiot in front of my students.

'Remember that we're our students role models. They look up to us.' Yamato told me on my first day on the job.

But now...

Thinking it over made me tear up.

It's fine to cry now, right?

I don't have students with me, nobody's watching...right?

And so I cried. Walking down the street to Harue's school, silently letting my tears fall. Somewhat feeling that I was being followed.
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I pick Harue up and he held my hand tightly. By the time I got to his school I was barely wiping off my tears.

Harue saw me sniffing as we walked though. He handed me his handkerchief. His small gesture only made me want to sob harder.

"Oh god..." I say to myself trying to dry my tears. I was now making a fool of myself. Crying in public.

"Oba." Harue calls me. "It will be okay." He says as he pulls me down and pats my head.

Here came the waterfall of tears.

You see, I'm the type of person that cries when people try to console me. If they pity me as what not. I have a very weak spot for that.

I kneeled down and hugged Harue. Not to hard, but tight enough to make me feel slightly better.

Right now, I just needed to get it out. All of the tears and everything. So that I won't stay miserable for too long.

Why am I even crying?

Why am I making such a big fuss about Yamato pushing me away from him?

Weren't we just friends?

I said so myself back there; I really cared for him.

Is it really just that?

Is it something more?

The time Fumiko was getting close to Yamato, and my misunderstanding with their relationship. The tightness in my chest I felt before.

No.

When I thought he was in a relationship with Ondera, the feeling of disappointment, wanting to believe in him.

It can't be.

Wanting to be by his side. Suggesting to become his family.

I...

Reacting this way to him pushing me away. Feeling rejected...

I.....

I love him.

There was no denying it now.

I'm in love with Yamato.

Suddenly, I feel a sharp unbearable pain, in my upper back.

Not only once, but multiple times. I'd say about five.

Around the fourth time it was less painful, probably because my conscious was starting to fade.

"Oba!!!"

Harue's voice sounds more distant as each second passes.

They get excruciatingly long.

"That's what happens when you humiliate me in front of Mr.Kougami. No one will get in the way of my love for him. Not even you, Mrs. Natsume-" I hear a familiar voice say.

I hear Harue's pleaded cries once more, before everything goes pitch black.
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Harue's P.O.V.

"Oba!" I called her name again and again but she wouldn't wake up.

"Oba!"

"Shut up kid!" The girl with a big knife yelled at me. "She's going to die!"

I hear people walking by yelling at me to run, but I can't.

For some reason I can't move. I want to, but I can't.

My body froze.

A big man suddenly grabs the girl with the bloody knife and hold her down. Some other men come by and help him.

Others came to me and tried to pull me away from Oba, but I couldn't move.

Their words didn't get through me.

"Boy-"

"Get awa-"

I couldn't listen.

For a moment, time stopped for me in a way.

When I came to, there were sirens and bright lights.

They were taking Oba away in an ambulance.

"Boy, is that your mom-"

"Harue!" I hear my name being called by Yamato.

"Y-Yamato!" I quickly stand and run into his arms, crying.

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Yamato's P.O.V.

Harue sat on the ground, his shirt covered in some blood, and the ambulance riding away.

I was walking home after I'd decided to avoid Haruna, and this is what I find.

"Harue!" I call his name frantically.

"Yamato!" He says my name, tears welling up
In his eyes. He was helping and crying loudly now.

"Harue-"

"Oba is going to be alright right?"

"Ha-"

"Oba won't leave like Mommy did, right?"

I couldn't answer his question. Because I couldn't determine that now.

I don't know.

"Oh Harue....." I hug him tightly and then carry him in my arms while running up to some bystanders. First off, I needed to know what happened.

"Excuse me, b-but would you mind telling me what happened?" I ask a woman nervously, holding carrying Harue.

"Some high school girl, stabbed the boy's mother." She tells me.

"Do you...know how bad it was..?"

"Her injuries? I hear it was multiple knife wounds on her back."

My face was most likely drained from its color.

"What hospital?" I ask her almost yelling.

"Hisoka.... Hospital." She answers a little stunned at my rudeness.

I didn't care right now. All I wanted was to see Haruna.

Harue and I get on a taxi and ride to the hospital.

On the way there, I can't help but think, that maybe, this was my fault.

In more ways than one.

If only I had walked home together with her.

If only I didn't let have that argument with her.

If only I wasn't so emotionally confused.

If only I wasn't jealous.

If only-

I wasn't in love with her.

Then maybe, I could've prevented this from happening.

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A/N: Working on the next chapter, I'd like to have your thoughts on this one though.

Also! I have a tumblr now! my URL is therainealoisa and I just got started so yeah....

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