Actually, let's make that four, lucky people.
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PART VII
While you were sleeping.
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"Lucky rabbits foot, lucky horseshoe, lucky four leafed clover, lucky dwarf statue, lucky arrow...
Skuld, are you _sure_ this will work?" Ryoga asked doubtfully.
Skuld laughed. "Of course! They work on Mara, they should work on Amityville demons." She patted him
on the shoulder. "Don't worry. Just get a good nights sleep."
Ryoga nodded. "Well, if I wake up screaming in the night, I'm going to make sure I wake up you too,"
he joked. Skuld pretended not to notice the slight apprehensive edge to his voice.
"Now, go to sleep and stop worrying, OK?"
"OK." Ryoga yawned and pulled the blanket over himself. "G'night."
Ukyo glanced up at Skuld as she walked into the sitting room. "Is he all right?"
Skuld nodded. "He'll be fine. Don't worry about him so much."
"Me? Oh, I'm not worried at all," Ukyo replied quickly. Too quickly.
Skuld sighed. *Urd, your mad matchmaking skills would have a field day here...*

Up in heaven, Luck scowled. �How dare he use _MY_ charms to keep away demons?!!� Turning, he picked
up a small book and flicked through it. �Surely there�s a country where those are for bad luck...�
Fate reached over and plucked the book from his grasp. �Stop fiddling with his life.�
Destiny nodded. �He�s never done anything to you, has he?�
�No, but his father really irks me.� Luck sighed. Then grinned. �What a pity good luck charms really
irritate some demons, eh?�
�You�re not a very nice person sometimes, are you?� Destiny sighed and walked away. �Give the guy a
break!�

Ukyo wasn't sure what woke her up. Maybe it was the sound of quiet footsteps, or the click of a door
closing. Or maybe it was just women's intuition. Whatever it was, one moment she was fast asleep,
the next she was wide awake. She sat up quietly, and listened.
She almost jumped out of her skin when Skuld sat up with a sudden jerk. "Skuld! Wha...?" she began,
giggling nervously.
Skuld held up a hand. "Ssh. I can feel them."
"Feel who?" Ukyo whispered.
The dark-haired goddess rose slowly to her feet. "Amityville. I guess they _really_ didn't like my
good luck charms." She waved to Ukyo. "Follow me.�
Ukyo silently followed Skuld as she tiptoed down the stairs. After a few moments, she asked "I
thought you said that the good luck charms would stop the demons."
Skuld shook her head grimly. "I thought they would. But Amityville demons are a stubborn bunch and I
think we just majorly pissed them off." *I was so sure those charms would work... Amityville must
have a stronger hold over him than I first thought.*
"So what will they do to Ryoga?"
"Probably something a lot less nice than nightmares," came the un-reassuring answer. Skuld pushed
the kitchen door open slowly.
Moonlight slanted through the window and into the room, glancing off the sharp blade of the carving
knife Ryoga was holding. Orange candlelight mixed with the silver moonlight, reflecting sinister
patterns onto the walls. Eyes closed, Ryoga chanted softly under his breath, holding the knife up to
his cheek. "The blood of my ancestors shall mix with the blood of Amityville," he whispered quietly.
In the night silence though, the sound carried over to Ukyo and Skuld. Skuld covered her mouth with
her hands, her eyes widening slightly.
"What is he doing?" Ukyo whispered, trying not to let Skuld see how scared she was.
*He's still asleep...* Skuld realised suddenly. *He doesn't even know he's doing this...* She turned
sharply. "No matter what, no sudden noises! He's sleepwalking and the shock could be very
dangerous."
Ukyo nodded. She'd seen plenty of horror films to know that you should never wake up a sleepwalking
person with a knife.
Oblivious to the two girls, Ryoga continued. "My soul shall join the other realm though my body will
remain here and serve the darkness for my crimes against them." Eyes still closed, he raised the
knife high. "With this sacrifice, heaven and hell shall become one, united in blood and controlled
by the dark forces of Amityville."
The blade whistled through the air.
"No!" Forgetting her own advice, Skuld ran forward. *I can't reach him in time.. I'll have to use an
energy ball.* The energy ball left Skuld's hands and knocked the knife out of Ryoga's grasp, where
it thudded into the wall behind him. The room grew eerily silent. And dark The candle flames
flickered and died out and outside, the moon went behind a cloud. A thick, cloying smell, like
flowers, filled the room.
Ryoga turned to face her, eyes now open but still asleep. Without a word, he raised a hand and
pointed at her. Instantly, every single drawer flew open with a crash. Ukyo gave a squeal of horror
and grabbed the young goddess�s arm. "Skuld, _do_ something! Stop him, quickly!"
Knives of all shapes and sizes rose into the air and flew towards Skuld. Without even flinching, she
closed her eyes and muttered a quick spell. The knives changed direction and thudded into the
ceiling. "Let him go," she said coldly, opening her eyes and stepping forward. "I, Skuld, goddess of
the future, command you."
The candles flickered back into life, casting an orange glow over the room Ryoga smiled that evil
little smile at Skuld. "You, a second class goddess, would command me, Morticus?" he whispered, in a
voice unlike his own. "You make me laugh." The candle flames increased in intensity. 
"Barrier up!" Skuld cried, a split second before the knives fell out of the ceiling and flew towards
her, blade first. Ukyo gave a small cry of fear and clung to Skuld. "Release him!" Skuld repeated.
"Never!" Pointing both hands at Skuld, he released a lightning spell, which crashed into the barrier
with a bright flash of light. "He's mine!"
Skuld flung the spell away. "He is a free being. If you won't let him go, I'll have to force you
to." She began to recite a spell under her breath.
The spell reeled into Ryoga, who stumbled backwards slightly. "Clever little white witch," he
muttered, in a condescending tone. "Any more little party favours to show me?" Lights began to
flicker in the palm of his hand. "Like this one?" Ukyo and Skuld screamed as the room exploded
around them. Windows and lightbulbs fragmenting into a spectacular crystalline rainfall. Pretty, but
dangerous. All the crockery flew out of the cupboards and smashed against the walls, and the candles
placed so strategically around the room, all exploded into colourful little wax wipe-outs. A
hurricane wind whipped through the room, scattering everything in its path "How do you like it,
bitch?!" Ryoga screamed above the gale. "How's that for a fucking magic show? Want some more?!!"
"Ryoga!!" Ukyo screamed. She didn't understand what was going on, but a part of her wanted to
believe that he could still hear her. That demons hadn't gotten into him and he was still her
friend. Aiko's death was still bothering him and he'd just lost it for a moment, but they'd go back
to the hospital in the morning and everything would be fine, they'd work this through because he was
still her friend, Ryoga...
"My name is Morticus! Ryoga is just the idiot I'm using!" He glowered at Ukyo. "Why, are you worried
about him? Lonely little unloved Ryoga?" Electrical appliances began to spontaneously combust and
Ukyo screamed again. Ryoga laughed. "He doesn't need your pity or your sympathy or your guilt or
your affection... and definitely not your love." Each adjective (are they adjectives or verbs? I
really can't remember.) was punctuated by another explosion. "And he'll never need YOU!!!"
Skuld began another spell. *Forgive me for this Ryoga, but it's the only way to get Morticus out of
you. I hope you'll understand...*
"Why are you doing this to him?!!" Ukyo began to sob hysterically. "Give me back Ryoga..."
Ryoga punched the wall. "WELL YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!!!!!" He grabbed her by the collar. "You had your
chance, and you threw it away. Do you know how bad he felt when you spent four hours on the phone to
your dad, pleading - no, begging - that he let you marry Ranma?" He leaned dangerously close to her.
"Four, fucking hours of you whining and snivelling and putting him down..."
"I-I�m su-su-sorry..." Ukyo gulped out.
Ryoga laughed. "You're sorry? YOU'RE SORRY?!!!" Floor tiles began to protest at being left out of
the general fun, and exploded in a ring around them. "God, if I was as pathetic as you, I would have
killed myself long ago," Ryoga sneered. "No wonder Ranma didn't fight to get you back - at least
Akane is cute!"
"Mrrow."
Ryoga whipped around and dropped Ukyo on the floor. "A-Aiko?" he gasped in shock.
Ukyo scuttled backwards to where Skuld was standing. "A ghost?" she whispered curiously. Skuld shook
her head.
Ryoga fell heavily to his knees and carefully picked up the little kitten. Aiko snuggled down into
his arms, purring loudly. With a choked sob, he buried his face in her fur "A-Aiko... I-I'm
s-s-su-sorry..."
Skuld stood up. "Morticus, I cast you out of Ryoga's body and back into the darkness."
Ryoga jerked his head up. "What?!!"
"I cast you out of his body and into the darkness," Skuld repeated.
Ryoga looked at the kitten in his arms. She looked at him, then vanished. "No.."
"I cast you out of his body and into the darkness..."
A white aura surrounded him. "No.. you tricked me.." Ryoga cried.
"I cast you out of his body and into the darkness," Skuld finished. With a howl of anger, Morticus
retreated. Leaving only Ryoga, who fell to the ground. Amazingly, still asleep. Skuld smiled. "How's
that for a party trick then?"

Ukyo looked at the clock. Would there be any point in going back to bed? She decided there wouldn't
- she'd never be able to sleep now, not now, no. The only person asleep at Ucchan's tonight, was
Ryoga. The person who'd gotten her so worked up in the first place. *Jackass. How come _he_ gets to
stay asleep and we don't?* With a small sigh, she cradled his head in her lap. "Skuld?"
The goddess paused in the middle of her restless pacing up and down the kitchen - not that it could
be distinguished as a kitchen any more, it was too much like a bomb site for that right now. "Yes?"
Ukyo looked at Ryoga again. He looked so ... peaceful, and happier, somehow. Maybe getting rid of
the demon had done that - maybe the demon was the reason he'd always looked so unhappy before! *Now
there's a thought!* "Will he remember any of this? In the morning, I mean?" she asked, not looking
at Skuld as she asked the question.
Skuld shrugged. "I hope not." She looked a bit guilty. "After all, the kitten spell was a bit below
the belt. If he remembers that, I'm not going to be in the top ten of nice people in his book."
Ukyo nodded in understanding and looked down at him again. "But how do we explain this ... mess to
him? After all, he's bound to ask."
Skuld groaned. "We wait until poor old Skuld feels a bit more rested and makes a spell to tidy all
this up."
Ukyo nodded again. She idly played around with Ryoga's hair, not even realising she was doing so.
"So how did that Morticus thing get into him?" she asked finally, the question that had been
bothering her for ages.
Skuld shrugged. "I guess it got into him when Aiko got killed. The guilt made it easy to manipulate
his dreams. Then the lucky charms tonight made him really mad - mad enough to kill Ryoga." She
sighed. "Lucky I was able to drive Morticus out of Ryoga when I did." She cursed softly to herself.
"I really should've seen the darkness tainting his aura - but I figured that was just where he was
upset." The goddess allowed herself to smile a little. "But at least he's all right now."
Ukyo paused for a second before daring to ask the next question. "W-will that be the end of it now?
No more nightmares or ...anything? And ... and no other demons can get into his mind now, can they?"
She looked at Skuld with a hopeful expression on her face. Because Ryoga looked so happy now, it
would be horrible if something like this could happen to make him unhappy again. And he looked even
cuter when he was happy... *No!* Ukyo forced that little line of thought out of her mind. *I am a
concerned friend, not his fiancee.. oh.*
Skuld looked around at the devastation. "The reason the demons are here is, indirectly, because of
Ranma Saotome. They haven't finished what they came for." She bowed her head. "If they're still
around, if Ryoga goes into another guilt-grief mood - which he may well do - then there is still the
possibility that another demon could possess him." She looked at the damage in the dawn light. "And
to be brutally honest, I'm not sure I could do that again."

End Part VII
Final song - Hell Is Living Without You

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PART IIX
Mirror, Mirror.
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"Skuld, is there some other way to travel other than through bathtubs?" Ryoga asked curiously. Skuld
sniggered. "Hey, it makes for interesting scenarios, right?" "Oh yeah. Interesting," Ryoga said
sarcastically. *Am I ever glad it was a guy in that tub and not a girl.* At present, he was running
late for school and had begged Skuld to teleport him there. She managed to drop them both in some
poor guys bathtub a block from school, but he had to run the rest of the way. At least she was
making sure he made it there. Ukyo had already left, leaving a cryptic little note saying 'you were
actually sleeping for once and I didn't want to wake you.' Sure, it was very nice of her, but now he
was late. Which meant he'd be hauling buckets in the hallways again. Still.. "There's no other way
of getting around?"
Skuld shook her head. "For me, no. My sister Urd travels through TV sets and Belldandy travels
through mirrors."
Ryoga stopped running for a second. "But Ukyo knows you travel through hot water. And Magical Guy
Makoto has travelled through hot water too. What happens if somebody makes the connection?"
Skuld stopped too. "You're right! I never thought about that!" She began to circle him slowly.
"What are you doing?"
"Hmm?" Skuld shrugged. "Well, you're part god. Maybe you have your own travel technique. Let's see
now..." She pointed a glowing finger to his forehead. 
"What? Do I?" 
Skuld nodded. "Basically, it's the same as Belldandy's. Mirrors. I'll teach you how to use it when
we get to school." She grinned. "After all, that's what school is for!"

Ho hum. God, school could be soooo boring... Ryoga shook his head and tried to focus on the lesson.
English.
"The pen of my Aunt is green," the teacher intoned. 
"The pen of my Aunt is green," the rest of the class replied. 
*And the Uncle of my Aunt is purple with green stripes. Bo-ring.* Ryoga tuned out for a second. This
mirror hopping technique Skuld had taught him was almost ... useful. Amazing. Just hop into a mirror,
think of something that indicates your destination and hey presto! There he was. He could go anywhere 
and be back home in seconds, via the mirror. It was great! Direction didn't matter!
"Hibiki, are you paying attention?" The teacher glared at him.
"No Sensei." After all, honesty is the best policy. "I thought I'd try to figure out some of the
science formulas we were taught this morning, I was having a little difficulty with them," Ryoga
explained - in perfect English. 
The teacher blinked a few times. "Aah... well... hehe... never mind then.." He shook his head and
slowly returned to the front of the classroom. 
With a small yawn, Ryoga tuned out of Reality FM and began daydreaming again. *I wonder why I'm in
such a good mood today.... must be because I actually slept a whole night without having any
nightmares...*

Ryoko zapped Happosai outside the changing rooms. "What a pain. Is that old man _always_ out there?"
Akane nodded. "He's disgusting.
Ukyo nodded in agreement. "I hope he goes and bothers the boys now."
Ayeka blinked. "Why would he bother the boys?"
Akane and Ukyo exchanged a glance. "You'll see."
Ryoko grinned. "But that means Tenchi is in danger!" She jumped to her feet. "Tenchi my love! I'll
save you!" she cried, running out of the room, closely followed by Ayeka.
Akane massaged her temples. "Mihoshi, are those two _always_ like that?" she asked weakly.
On the boys side, things were taking a bit more destructive path than on the girls side as a furious
and dripping wet Ryoga-chan chased Ranma around the room. "Damn you Ranma! Why d'you go and splash
me anyway?!" she snarled.
Ranma laughed and jumped out of the way of flying fists. "Because you look so cute when you're mad,
l'il Ryoga-chan."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!!" Not for the first time, Ryoga-chan cursed her short arms and legs with a
vengeance. She couldn't reach Ranma to wipe that dratted smug look from his face. 
"Calm down, little girl," Ranma taunted. "It's not ladylike to yell."
*WHAM*
Ryoga-chan grinned. Her female form was small - but it sure was a hell of a lot faster than her male
form. "Take that, jerk-off." Grabbing Ranma by the collar, she tossed him into the showers and
turned the cold water on.
"Hey!" Ranma-chan shook wet hair out of her eyes. "You are dead, bitch!"
"Ranma-chan! Ryoga-chan! Sweeto!"
With twin screams of disgust, Ranma-chan and Ryoga chan punted Happosai through the roof. "Ugh. He
really creeps me out," Ryoga-chan said with a shudder. 
Ranma-chan used the opportunity to throw Ryoga-chan across the room, where she crashed heavily into
Tenchi. "Sorry!"
Tenchi groaned. "No... ouch... problem...."
"Tenchi darling!!!"
Tenchi's eyes widened in shock and he reached up to shove Ryoga-chan off of him. "Get off me!"
Ryoko burst into the men's changing room, followed by Ayeka. "I'll save you from...."
She stopped. Ayeka slammed into her back, stepped backwards and checked to see what had made Ryoko
stop. She gasped in shock.
Ryoga-chan and Tenchi jumped to their feet. "Ayeka, Ryoko, it's not what it seems..." Tenchi began.
Ryoko transformed into her full battle armour. "Shut up Tenchi," she snarled. Tenchi gulped
nervously. "Ryoko, listen..." Ryoko pointed her sword at Ryoga-chan. "DIE!!" Ranma-chan proceeded to
watch, with no small amusement, as Ryoga-chan easily evaded every single blow Ryoko sent her way,
whilst trying to explain who she was at the same time. "Damn you girl! Why don't you fight back!"
Ryoko yelled, swinging at Ryoga-chan.
"I don't fight girls."
"And what the hell are you, then?!!"
"I'm a guy!!"
"Oh, yeah." Ryoko laughed. "Suuuure you are!!!"
Ayeka, possessing a little more self control than her comrade, walked over to Tenchi. "Tenchi, who
is that girl Ryoko is fighting with?"
Tenchi buried his head in his hands. "Ryoga."
Ayeka blinked a few times, then realisation dawned. "Oh, I see! I remember Mihoshi saying something
about this..." 
She watched Ryoko chase Ryoga-chan around the shower area, Ryoga-chan giving each shower a bash as
she passed to turn them on. "Damn it! Why does hot water never flow in these things?!!" she cried in
frustration.
"Should we intervene?" Ayeka asked.
Ranma-chan shook her head. "Nah. I wanna see how he gets out of this one."
Two things happened whilst Ranma-chan was saying this. One, Ryoko got increasingly frustrated and
redoubled her efforts. Two, Ryoga-chan, in pursuit of hot water, failed to spot the bar of soap some
untidy person had left on the floor and a well known law known as Sods Law (or butter-side-down)
sprung into play. That is to say, Ryoga-chan stepped on the previously mentioned bar of soap and
suddenly found herself splat on her back. (Yes, I did intend to say splat on her back.) Probably
just bad luck again. She quickly rolled over to dodge another strike from Ryoko, one that came too
close for her liking. *She's never going to listen to me in this form,* Ryoga-chan realised. *And
the showers aren't working. Looks like I'm going to have to use my new mirror hopping technique to
get some. I'll jump through the mirror, jump back out and if I do it fast enough, maybe people will
think it was just an illusion.* With these thoughts, Ryoga-chan ran over to the mirror. She cast one
look back into the room and glowered at Ranma-chan. "Stupid, narcissistic, pigtailed, nut!" she
growled under her breath, before vanishing.

Vega hummed to himself as he shaved. He smirked at his reflection. "Hey, beautiful." A lot of people
would call him vain, but not many did because that would mean instant death. So maybe he was
obsessed with beauty. What was wrong with that? He _liked_ to be beautiful That's why he wore a
metal mask when he was fighting, so that his perfect and beautiful face would not be harmed. So when
he took it off, women would swoon and beg him to take them. Only the beautiful ones would do though.
He admired his reflection. Perfect teeth, perfect eyes, perfect hair... except for that unsightly
shadow he was shaving off at present. Vega splashed a bit of the warm water from the basin onto his
face and raised the razor.
*WHAM*
*SPLASH*
*CRACK*
"Oops!" Ryoga spluttered, climbing out of the basin. *Well, at least the water was warm.* Even
though most of it was now on the floor because the basin had kinda disintegrated when Ryoga's head
hit it. He glanced around the small bathroom. *I know I hit someone... oh. That guy over there.* He
gulped. The guy was bleeding pretty badly. Ryoga guessed it was either because he'd been shaving, or
because he'd fallen against the glass shower curtain. Judging by the razor in his hand, it was
probably a bit of both. *I'd better make sure he's OK.* So much for getting back to school before
anyone noticed how he'd vanished. He walked over to Vega and offered a hand to him. "Hey, I'm sorry.
Are you hurt?"
Vega looked at Ryoga. He seemed to be tinted red, for some reason. *Waitasecond... red?* He jumped
to his feet and ran over to the mirror, pushing past Ryoga. He looked at his reflection in horror.
Blood clouded his vision, streaking his face from a cut which ran from his right temple and all the
way down his cheek. He could tell instantly, that it would never heal fully. It would scar. It.
Would. Scar. He'd... never be perfect again... 
"NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vega
howled. He grabbed his mask and put it on his face. But now it wasn't a mask to hide the beautiful
man. It was a mask to hide the ugly duckling. He whirled round to face Ryoga, eyes filled with
hatred. "You did this to me," he snarled.
*Ah. English.* Ryoga recognised English, anyway. "I'm very sorry. Would you like me to get a
doctor?"
Vega studied the guy in front of him. Sixteen, maybe seventeen years of age, wild, black hair held
back with a yellow and black bandanna, dark green eyes, little fangs which were visible when he
spoke. Muscular, but not too much, probably very strong, flowing movements, most likely a martial
artist, and one who knew magic if his mirror entrance was anything to judge him by. The guy very
likely had a girlfriend or fiancee because he was... beautiful. Vega knew beauty when he saw it, and
he was seeing it now. This stranger had his whole life ahead of him. Pity, Vega reflected, that it
would only be a few minutes at most. Because he had to die for destroying Vega's beauty. Vega picked
up his metal claws. 
"Mister? Are you OK? Can you hear me?" Ryoga asked urgently. *Shit! The guys probably in shock or
something!* He stepped forward. "I'm gonna phone an amb..."
Vega swiped.

Ukyo whapped the turquoise-haired woman over the head. "Idiot!"
Ryoko glared at her. "Come on! She was lying on top of Tenchi! What did you expect me to do?"
"Do what any normal person would do and ask for an explanation! Not lay it into him!" Akane
pretended she didn't hear that comment. Ukyo continued to rant at Ryoko. "So he just vanished into
the mirror, that's it?!"
"I told you, that's what happened," Ryoko grumbled. "Ask the others, they saw it too." 
Ukyo growled and muttered a curse. "This is just great! I let him out of my sight for ten
minutes..." She stormed over to the mirror and began brushing her hair. *Idiot! Who knows what could
happen to the stupid jackass?!*

Ryoga was losing the fight badly, and he knew it. *Dumb, crazy idiot!* he thought angrily to
himself, dodging the deadly claws again, knowing just how much they hurt. The first swipe had
totally torn up his right side and would probably need stitches. He had cuts raked across his face
and as for his arms... they were a total mess from blocking. His vision was blurred around the edges
and the pain was so bad he knew he'd pass out soon. Also, the guy had smashed the mirror, taking out
his escape route. He needed to find another mirror and he needed to find one _now_. * I�m going to
carry a mirror with me wherever I go - if I live through this... NO!* He batted the thought away and
tried to focus, dodging the strikes, rather than trying to block against them. *R-A, R-C and R-D
didn't save me to get killed by a guy who thinks he's Freddy Krueger!* He carefully worked his way
around the building, looking for a mirror he could use. Vega was impressed Not only was the guy
still standing after some of his most powerful attacks, but he'd landed quite a few powerful blows
on Vega in return. Still... "Killing blow!" He charged forwards. Ryoga dodged desperately, spun
around and came face to face with Himself. A mirror. *Ucchan... help me...*

Ukyo sighed and adjusted her white bow. *Jerk. Making me worry about him. When I catch him, he's
gonna be on the receiving end of one hell of a hissy fit!* Leaning forward, she checked to see the
bow was straight.
Her reflection rippled, then, without warning, Ryoga fell out of the mirror and heavily on top of
her. They fell to the floor in a tangled heap. Ukyo furiously reached for her battle spatula. *How
dare you come into the girls changing rooms, you PERVERT!* she fumed. "Ryoga, you..." She stopped.
Something wasn't right here - Ryoga should be scrambling for his life right now, not just laying
there...
"U-Ucchan?" 
The small whisper cut into her thoughts. Ukyo sat up and took a good look at him. "Oh god!! Ryoga,
what happened?!! Who did this to you?!!" she cried in horror.
"I-it hurts..." Ryoga let the blackness swallow him up into welcome oblivion.

End Part IIX
Final song - The Man Behind The Mask
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