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“I-I mean, its not too bad…the thing that’s the worst is everything is so cold…when you punched me it was the first human contact I’ve had since I woke up as a zombie…and it’s so warm.” You give her a little squeeze before continuing. “Aside from that, everything is really the same, sleeping and eating isn’t necessary, but it’s more out of habit now than anything. Girl’s still gotta have her chicken~” You giggle. 

“Since we’re catching up, how are the girls? I saw online that the shop is still going strong and doing well…”

“Everyone’s doing well, Miyuki got married and has twin boys! They’re little shits around the shop when she brings them in but one’s really interested in being a mechanic. He tried to lecture me on my wrenching technique.” You giggle.

“And Yuriko and Haru are still together.” You take her hand and lace your fingers together, before raising them to your cheek and nuzzling her hand. “Wait, how do you know about the internet?”

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“It is. Please let me explain…It’s…unbelievable, and I understand if you don’t believe me.” You sit behind her and wrap your arms around her tight, letting your own tears fall into her hair. 

Might as well get it over with before she notices.

“Reiko, I…I was brought back as a zombie to be an idol to save Saga…I know it sounds ridiculous but..I’m both dead and alive…” She remained quiet and you pull her to rest against you. “I..I didn’t want you to hug me because I was scared you’d freak out over me not having a heartbeat, or being really cold or something…” You frown when you hear another quiet sob. If only there was a way to prove to her it was you…Wait!

“I know this is too much right now, but can I see your phone for a minute?” She silently passed it to you before you turned the flashlight on and held it over your arm. “Hold this for me?” She obeyed and you quickly begin to rub the makeup off, revealing not only your dead skin but a scar only the two of you knew the story behind. 

“This was from when we broke the witch’s window and she released that damn dog and I cut myself on that fence running away, remember? You lost your shoe.” 

“S-Saki...” You turn around to face her, gently setting a hand on her chest. Cold, and no heartbeat. It was definitely her, there was no way in hell it wasn’t. “Woah hey, shh, I’m here. Cold, but here.” She began stroking your hair as you clung to her tight, sobbing into her shoulder.

“S-Saki-” She shushed you again and hugged you closer. “I-It’s really you, oh my god-” All of your most precious memories with her were coming back after years of dormancy, locking them away so you’d stop hurting.  Every time she moved to adjust a little you whined and clung to her tighter.

After calming down a little more you found yourself controlling your voice enough to speak a little.

“U-um..What’s it like? Be-Being a zombie, I mean.”

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doramitokkotaicho‌:

You perk up a little after you noticed her signing to you. During a lull in the songs, you shake your head and sign quickly to meet at Kagamiyama, and she nods. Right, now that that’s settled, how the hell are you going to manage to sneak out? When you helped Maria out Kotaro knew what was happening, and let you go. This was different. It couldn’t be that difficult to sneak out, right? If you all had separate rooms it would be easier…

After the show you waited until everyone was sleeping, recoated your makeup and tossed a squid to distract Romero before slipping out. 

Huh, it was a lot easier than you thought. 

About an hour walk and you finally arrive, panting slightly. To your surprise Reiko was there, sitting on the rebuilt bike you had crashed. 

“H-hey-” You smiled sheepishly when she ran up to you, but gently pushed her away when she went to hug you. “L-Lemme explain first, before you freak out.”

“S-Saki?” 

You put your arms down, more tears forming behind your eyes. “I-I don’t understand, why would I freak out? I-I-You’re alive, of course I’m freaked out! I-I saw that piston go right th-through your he-head-” The reality began to sink in and you finally sink to your knees, covering your mouth with a hand in a futile attempt to stifle sobs. 

“Th-this isn’t some sick twisted joke, right? I-It’s actually you?”

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You nearly dropped to your knees when you saw that she still wore your ring. 

 “….She’s gotten so big…”  You watched Maria as she ran over to greet her friends a few yards away out of earshot, with a sad smile. There were so many different emotions running through your mind and your heart, you thought it would start pounding again. 

“I…I should go…I’ve already said too much, I’m sorry…I’ll be in so much trouble if I keep talking to you, Rei…I’m so-sorry-” You could feel yourself choking up and you knew if you cried it would ruin your voice and the show, so you turned around. When you did so you felt her grab your hand and give it a squeeze. You squeezed back and quickly went back onstage to get backstage, to keep yourself from crying more. 

You knew it. Maybe if you could meet with her in private she’d be more willing to explain what was going on? During the show, she only looked at you once. You decided to try to get her attention by signing to her to meet you at the drive in after the show. 

Guess working in a loud bike shop for so many years had its perks. Saki had insisted on everyone learning sign language so even if it was super loud in the garage, that you’d be able to still communicate with each other so as to not wreck your voices trying to yell over the noise all the time.  

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“H-huh?” You could barely feel something run down the corner of your eye. You wipe it off quickly. “Oh yeah, just sweat, I’m fine.” Shit!

You give her one of your famous shit eating grins and give her a thumbs up before setting your hands on your hips. 

“So have you been enjoying the shows so far? We’ve been trying new things to draw even more people in, do you like it?”

“Yes, I have! You’re doing a great job!” You could feel more emotions swell up in your chest but you pressed on, not wanting to look weird or freak Maria out. When you moved your hand up to fix your hair, you noticed Saki freeze for a moment and a heartwrenching pain filled her eyes as she noticed the engagement ring she had so carefully taped to the inside of her replica yoyo, only to have it fall when she popped it open dramatically. 

“....Saki, I know it’s you.” You gave her another chance to respond to her name. “I don’t know how, but it is.”

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“Huh?” You trailed off when you noticed your fiancee standing in the front, with your daughter. 

“R-” You cut yourself off before suddenly choking up a little and looking at her sadly. 

You would do absolutely anything to let her know it was you, but you couldn’t. Not only would Kotaro yell at you, but you’d blow it for the entire group and people would be coming after you to kill you for real. You didn’t know how, but you were sure it was possible. 

Instead, you cover your sadness with a big smile and jump down from the stage to talk to them, Kotaro be damned.  

“Hey, sneakin’ up on me like that isn’t cool!” You tease, smiling when you notice Reiko holding one of your glowsticks. 

“Thank you for your support though, I see you guys at every show!”

“Of course, you’re our favorite.” You smile at her. To your surprise you can see the tiniest tear welling up in her eye. “A-Are you okay?” 

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It was...hard for you to go to Franchouchou shows with Maria. Sometimes it was hard to even look at her, your own daughter, because her being with you meant Saki wasn’t. You were glad she was born, of course, but..you just wish Saki was here to watch her grow up too. You weren’t sure, of course, but over the course of the groups huge success, you were one hundred percent sure that number 2 was your Saki. You knew in your heart it was. But...how? How was she alive? 

You were there when the piston of the bike she was working on shot through her head when the engine exploded. She was dead when she hit the ground, there was no way your fiancee would ever be a cutesy idol, even if she was dead. 

Sure she was girly, but she would never be a singer, not with...her condition. She would rather work on the bikes in the shop you owned together, and slowly save up money for her surgery then go flaunting her issues like that. 

But here you were, front row with one hand on Maria’s shoulder and the other with an orange glowstick, watching another Franchouchou live setting up. You don’t think the pain will ever fade when you see her up there. 

When she came out for a mic check you let out a quiet “Saki...” without noticing that you even did it. 

To your complete surprise, Number 2 perked up like someone had called her name.