So here we are again, another chapter of 'Here's to the Night' has been written. Again, I really am sorry for the wait on these. I've been enjoying my senior year a wittle too much. ;)

Merry (super) Belated Crimmus/Hanukah/Kwanzaa/Whatever gets you there. :)

Okay, so about a month ago GirlsLikeeBoys and I were extremely inebriated, and I had a serious epiphany about my story. I won't say it right out, but I hope you guys all notice it. :)

Enough from the writer, enjoy the review replies and the chaptuh! :D

Review replies to chapter 30:

KuramaMustangElric: I know, Miyu truly is a slut. :D Haha, Kouji's willing to stick it anywhere. ;)

FUCKJOSHELYD: You're such a slob… I hate you…

Caliboy: Update soon you said… How long has it been? xD I think Miyu is a prime piece of ass… a heartless piece of ass, but still a piece of ass. HAHA, "your ever faithful slave" made me die when I first read it. You slay me, you Canadian bastard.

Darkness Within Us: I'm a yaoi fangirl, what did you expect? xD

Celestial Writer: Haha, I think EVERYBODY wants Miyu to die… xD Poor Izumi. She's so presh. Oh, nice choices. Very humble. Y'know, besides the death and pillage… xD

Kou-chan: That's kind of how life is, especially in high school. I haven't stuck with the same guy the entire time, that's for sure. Good old Miyu, I'm really glad everybody hates her so much. It's so fun writing the villainous character. :D

Empyrea: Yay! Glad to hear it! I've seriously missed writing this story. The characters are so near and dear to my heart. ;,) You know Tamotsu, always taking everything to the extreme. ;) Haha, thanks so much!

Jennison Silverye: Haha, I'm glad you liked it! :D *Starts Takumi chants* Don't worry, as crazy as Izumi is, she wouldn't murder anybody. :P Love triangles are just joyous. Except when you're involved in one. Then it's not fun. Ooh, you caught that. :) Tamotsu is just too fun. I love him. :D Hehe, I think you're a little bit of a closet pervert. x) Aww, I'm glad you loved it. :D

EclipseWiccan: HAHA, we've all had those moments where the wrong things are screamed at the wrong time. That's too funny. xD I would certainly need therapy after that shit… ;)

Shiningheart of ThunderClan: Haha, it's so rarely updated nowadays it's basically unnecessary. xD That wouldn't surprise me, Miyu's a complete bitch. :D


Keiko stared wide eyed at the computer screen. She had an email from her mother's sister. The same one that had apparently gone nuts after the deaths and went into hiding. The same one that didn't help them with the custody battle.

There's something you need to know about your parents' death. I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine.

The email went on to say that her aunt had gone through all of her money because of drugs. Her sister's death had struck such a deep chord that she became addicted to cocaine. Her aunt wanted two million dollars to make sure she was secure for life, and in exchange, she would tell Keiko "a hidden gem" about her family.

There are things you need to know. Tell nobody. I'll meet you at Shibuya station on Sunday, at ten PM.

With a racing heart, Keiko logged onto her brother's bank account and drained it of two million dollars.


The first thing Kouji saw when he got into Takuya's car after school was Keiko. The first thing Kouji saw worth mentioning was Izumi's hand resting on top of Takuya's.

Kouichi clambered into the car behind him, apparently seeing the same thing as his brother, because he tilted his head to the side. "Uh…"

"Hey guys," the brunette teen said as he began pulling out of the parking lot.

"Hey yourself," Kouji replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Where did you guys want to go?" Izumi asked, turning around and smiling at the twins.

"Anywhere's fine with me," Kouichi said, ever so kind.

The younger twin had no fear. "There's that new couple's café downtown. You're only permitted if you have a date."

Keiko gawked. "Kouji!"

"I heard about that place!" the blonde said, smiling brightly. Immediately, her smile turned to a frown. "But then you guys would be left out."

The entire backseat was completely silent.

"Well, Keiko could pretend to be one of their dates, then we could pick Michiko up or something."

Kouji's eyes narrowed and he began plotting.

"Let's just scrap that idea," Kouichi suggested gamely. "Um, how about-"

"Why the fuck are you two holding hands?" Kouji demanded, practically slapping the elephant in the room right on the ass.

Takuya and Izumi looked at each other, then back at Kouji. "We're sort of… seeing each other," the blonde said.

"What about Miyu?" Kouichi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I still need to sort things out with her," Takuya said sheepishly.

"Then the two of you shouldn't be together." Kouji looked like a pissed off cat.

"We're working things out," the brunette said as he turned down a side street. "It just takes time."

"So how about some ice cream?" Keiko asked weakly.

"Yeah, ice cream sounds great right about now, right?" Kouichi said, giving a forced smile. "Right guys? …Right?"


"Oh, Takuya, this is really good. Want a bite?"

"Sure… Wow, that is good."

"Isn't it? Here, have some more."

Izumi and Takuya were so busy sharing an ice cream sundae, that they didn't notice Kouji glaring at them. It was making him sick. First they shared an appetizer, then they shared an order of sushi, and now they were sharing ice cream and, oh.. OH, and now they were dolloping whipped cream on each other's noses? Get real.

"I could really go for some more ice cream," Takuya said exclusively to Izumi as he wrapped an arm around her. "Wanna share some more?"

"I'm on a diet…" Izumi tapped her chin. "Well, okay. Only if you promise to eat most of it."

The brunette winked, before waving for the waitress. "Gotcha."

The dark-haired girl came to the table, and Takuya asked for another banana split.

"I'll have it right out," she said, smiling as she walked away.

"She's nice," Kouichi offered.

"I don't know how you guys can have another one, I can barely finish this one," Keiko murmured, staring at her disgusting ice cream creation which consisted of mint ice cream, anchovies, gummy bears, marshmallows and relish. "It's so good though…"

"You're gross," Kouji said.

"I'm not gross, I'm an innovator."

Kouji rolled his eyes and went back to watching Izumi and Takuya. A part of him was confused, and another part was enraged. She was supposed to be his.

"The lights in here are really nice," Kouichi said awkwardly.

"Nobody does this!" Kouji snapped. Everybody at the table stared at him. "Nobody fucking does this!" And then he got up and left.

"I think he was talking about your ice cream," Takuya said, nodding to Keiko.


"Miyako told me that she saw Izumi and Takuya making out in the hall during third mod," Natsumi said, peering over at Miyu to gauge her reaction.

The brunette scoffed. "Yeah right. Miyako's been jealous of me since like, seventh grade. Obsessed much?"

Natsumi smiled and finished putting her hair up. "You're right. I bet she's a lesbian or something."

Although she pretended differently, Miyu had a bad feeling that it was true. Takuya had been pretty distant towards her for the past couple of days…


"Takuya!"

The sweat-drenched brunette turned around, a little bit shocked to see his (actual) girlfriend standing behind the barrier of the indoor soccer field.

"Uh, hey Miyu." He jogged over to her. "What're you, uh, doing here?"

"I just thought that maybe I could pick you up from practice," she said, leaning in for a kiss.

He lurched backwards. "I smell, you're not going to want to be near me," he said. "And I drove here."

"Then let's hang out or something. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."

"It's Wednesday. We just hung out Sunday."

"Are you avoiding me?" she demanded. "Because if you are-"

"I'm not avoiding you, for God's sake." He walked away. "I'll see you in school tomorrow."

"Takuya, you can't fucking avoid me forever!" she screamed, getting looks from every person in the building.

He just kept going.


Izumi had a terrible day. It all started when she opened her locker and her books were all gone, with nothing left behind. The blonde figured it was just a joke from one of the girls on her team, and moved on, explaining what happened to her teachers.

She still had high spirits, until she got out of the shower after gym class to find her clothes missing. Luckily, Michiko gave her an extra school uniform she had in her locker. It really sucked, walking around for the rest of the day without a bra or underwear (especially since the uniforms consisted of skirts).

That didn't really keep her down though. Her friends all made her laugh in her classes, and she managed to keep a moderately high morale.

That was until Natsumi took a pair of scissors to the back of her skirt during class, and she didn't notice until she stood up and it fell down. Kouichi was there though, and he held the torn piece of fabric up while he walked the blonde to the nurse's office.

Izumi was a fighter though, and refused to be kept down by people's stupidity. So before cheerleading practice, she drove home to grab some new undergarments and came back to the school. When she met her friend Moriko in the locker rooms, the dark haired teen showed her a picture of Izumi's ass on her phone that had apparently gotten around the school.

"Are you fucking serious?"

"Well, at least you have a nice ass."

And so Izumi trudged through practice like a pissed off zombie. But as a grand finale, when Izumi went out to her car, she found the tires slashed.

In her hysterical state, Orimoto Izumi laughed maniacally.


"Hi pretty."

"Save it," Izumi snapped, getting into Takuya's car.

"What's the matter?"

"Your fucking girlfriend is what's the matter!" she yelled. "She took my stuff, slashed my tires and now there are pictures of my ass going around the school!"

"I know. It's my new screensaver."

"Takuya!"

"Sorry. Why do you think she's doing this?"

She stared. "Why do you think? It's because you're pretending to cheat on her with me."

"Oh, right." Takuya chuckled and scratched the back of his head.

"Oh, right," Izumi sneered, glaring out the window.

"Well if it makes you feel any better, I denied hanging out with Miyu in a really mean way a couple days ago."

"Gee, I feel much better. Bring me home."

"You don't want to chill with your BF?"

"No."

"Fine, fine." Takuya took a left. "You okay?"

Slowly, her icy gaze turned to him. "What. Do. You. Think?"

He grinned. "Sorry."


"I think I'm the perfect contender for a boyfriend," Kouji slurred, head resting on Keiko's lap. "Don't you?"

"Of course." Keiko nodded gravely, patting his head.

"Perfect boyfriend," Kouichi added, rubbing his back.

"I've been nothing but good to her. I'm nice to her, and friendly and good. But nooo." He clapped his hands. "I just get smacked down. Maybe this is how all the other girls I've turned down feel."

"You should keep that in mind for the future," Kouichi said.

Kouji tapped his temple. "Noted." After a pause, he continued. "But Takuya of all people? Takuya… Takuya, he…" He seemed to struggle for the words. "He really just sucks. I'm better."

"Absolutely," Keiko agreed.

"I don't think you should've given him drinks."

The brunette peered at the older twin. "I didn't give him the drinks, remember? Keiji did."

"We didn't exactly stop him."

"Oh, he's fine. Look, he's sharing his feelings. This is the nicest he's ever been."

"This is how I really actually am," Kouji murmured.

"No it's not."

"I know."

"Kouji, do you want some water?" Kouichi asked.

"I want another drink. Not water though."

Kouichi sighed. "Beer?"

"Yep."


"H-Hey guys! What brings you here…?" Kouichi asked, staring at the couple in the doorway.

"I need to have an emergency meeting with Keiko," Izumi said, looking pissed.

"And I'm just along for the ride with my sweetums," Takuya added, giving the blonde a little kissy face.

"Uh, well, now might not be the right time."

Takuya raised an eyebrow. "Are you… hooking up with Keiko?"

"What?" Kouichi sputtered. "Of course not! Why would you even think that?"

"This is really important Kouichi." Izumi batted her eyelashes at him. "I really need to see her. Please?"

The elder twin nodded slowly. "Just hang on one second…"

He scampered up the stairs and Izumi and Takuya just stared after him. "What's his problem? You think he's having an Atsuko-related manic episode?" Takuya whispered to the blonde.

"Shut the fuck up," she snapped back, as the teen was barely halfway up the stairs. "Your big mouth's going to get you in trouble one of these days."

"You know what my big mouth's perfect for?"

"Sucking cock?"

Takuya glared. "Bitch."

Kouichi and Keiko came down the stairs, a sunglasses wearing, practically drooling Kouji. "What's up guys?" Keiko asked, forcing a grin.

"Uh, nothing. What's up with him?" Izumi asked.

"Hey, don't go talking about me like I'm not standing right here. Don't go talking."

Takuya squinted. "Is he drunk?"

"Yeah… He kinda took shots with Keiji…" Kouichi murmured, scratching the back of his head.

"You wanna know why I God damn did it?" Kouji asked, ripping his sunglasses off and falling against his twin. "I did it because of-"

Kouichi covered his mouth. "No need for that Kouji. Heh heh."

"Maybe he should lay down," Izumi said, placing a hand on his cheek. "Are you alright?"

"Don't touch me you fucking harlot."

"OKAY Kouji, let's go upstairs now and take a nap," Keiko exclaimed, dragging him up the stairs. "Come on!"

"Cracker Barrel."


"And now there are pictures of my ass circulating throughout the school," Izumi finished with a sigh.

"Oh shit," Keiko murmured under her breath.

"Yeah 'oh shit'." The blonde stared at the ceiling. "And I don't know what to do now."

"You should just own it," Kouichi said. "When people ask, say 'Yeah, that's my ass. What about it?'"

"He's right. With an ass like that, you should have no worries," Takuya said, nodding.

"That's not helping," Izumi grumbled.

"Right, sorry."

"So what's Kouji's problem anyway? He was so rude to me when I came over."

Keiko and Kouichi exchanged nervous glances. "He's just drunk," the latter said, laughing awkwardly. "I'm sure he didn't mean it, and he'll apologize tomorrow."

"Should I go up and talk to him?" the blonde asked.

"No!" The two cried.

Keiko cleared her throat. "No… I mean, what's the point in that?"

"Yeah, you guys are right…" She sighed. "It's just been a really shitty day."

"Sorry," Takuya said, placing a hand on her knee. "This is kind of my fault. I should talk to Miyu."

"Do you think it would help?" Izumi glanced at the brunette.

"I would hope so. She'll listen to me. I'm hot, remember?"

"No."


Miyu stared at the candid picture of Izumi and Takuya holding hands on her computer screen, shaking with rage.

"I'm going to fucking kill them!" she shrieked, smashing her fist into the desk.

Underneath the picture, was the name of the sender: Lilith.


Shitty shitty chapter. Boo. Question of the week: since this story's coming to a close, what do you guys think I should do next? Just curious.

Have a fabulous evening ladies and gents! :D