EPILOGUE.

"jirou, go get dressed or I'll kill you" She mumbled, remaining carefully asleep.

The Jirou ran into his own room, and slammed the door shut.
Ohshit. Jirou in a dress, on it's way again.

Mia was still asleep. geez.

She wasn't terribly curious, though she was someone shocked by the person she hadn't seen yesterday...or earlier. Walking up to the door, she placed her fingers in a circle around the handle and looked through the door without entering the room. Only her mind worked this trick. Unfortunately, the results made her thoughts retreat back. Had she remembered this in her friend? She never thought so. Hopefully, this was the only thing that had changed...
Slightly scarred, she backed up. Better to wait for her...

Tired as ever, arms wrapped 'round the one she loved -- was something else supposed to be expected, here?

Well, the one you loved wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, if his track record was anything to go by.

Yes, I do believe Mia knows this, seeing as she lived with him since she was twelve.. xD
So... it ended up by not being long ti'll she finally got out of bed, as lazy as ever. She'd been far too lazy to change last night, consideirng she was still in her every day clothes -- just like when she'd be on the couch for that entire year...

While the future took it's time to adapt to this new player changing the continuity utterly, the past went on underneath.

And in it, thirteen year old Mia and Mifune held hands.

{FOR WCL WHEN SHE SEES THIS: You'll just have to reply to the post whenever you can. We're gonna keep RPing in a different time period in the meantime.}

Whether it had been a full year or not, the only importance was she'd managed to survive at least one birthday with Mifune. This pleased her rather well.

Hurrah.

"Wanna go for icecream?"

Mia nodded in reply.
Oh, icecream. She barely ever ate that, but she loved it anyway.

They went out for icecream.
Mifune got himself Napolean.

Mia had no bloody idea what to get. She just couldn't choose.

"How about cookie dough?" Mifune suggested.

She shrugged. "S'your choice."
This was the -I really don't care, y'know- kinda Mia. Doesn't give much of a CRAP CAKE!. Loves dueling.

He got her strawberry.

{xD}

Mia seriously didn't give a CRAP CAKE! about what she was given. She just took it anyway. S'all good to her.

The icecream was eaten...

And in the still warping future, It was a few days after Jirou had kissed her. Mea had taken to hiding in the trees outside.

And the narrative voice thoughtfully rendered special stand-in narrative voices extinct with a machine gun.

The second narrative voice was slightly confused but believing this meant we're switching scenes. xD

You're dead...But yes. The harrative voice said, annoyed.

Ohright. Narrative voice add-in, is dying out in three... two... one. BOOM YOUR MOTHER'S DEAD.

Jirou was screaming again, panicking. So many things had to die, huh.

Mea was terrified he'd find her out here, seeing as she hadn't an idea of what to do if he kissed her again.

He was screaching, running through the house, screaming out her name.

Mifune could stand it no longer.
"She went out to the forest, okay!!!"

Jirou stopped immediatly. "Geez, Mifune. Y'don't have to be like that!"

"yes. yes I do" He muttered "Go away"