>When she stopped and looked around, she saw a guy with blue hair standing about a hundred feet away. He looked like he was holding the other girl.<

Celly had no idea what the HELL had just happened.

She had been holding her BBBoD, defending herself for an attack from Rapath when Hotohori no Otaku had come out of no where and tried to charge her. Celly cursed her lowered defenses and closed her eyes, trying to prepare herself for the impact, when suddenly someone leapt between them and carried her away.

Celly opened her eyes carefully, preparing for the worst.

Sparkling grey eyes...

Dark aqua colored hair...

That winning smile...

Her savior gently lowered her to the ground.

"Tamahome?" Celly breathed. She vaguely noted that the battle seemed to be over. Hotohori no Otaku was gone, as was Rapath. But her mind was on other things.

"Tamahome?" she asked again, her voice laced with hope. She stretched out her shaking hand to take hold of his sleeve.

Tamahome smiled, but before Celly could grab hold of him, his body faded out and a thin card floated gently to the ground.

The card, with the name "Tamahome" written on it, landed in Celly's outstretched hand instead. She had forgotten that she had had a deck of those damned cards in her HammerSpace. She stared at the thin card, but saw nothing. Tears filled her eyes as a bolt of intuition hit her.

"I'm never going to find him," she whispered. "Am I, Bob?"

Bob, who had mysteriously reappeared from wherever he had been during the fight just stood silently.

Celly continued anyway. "Everyone probably thinks I'm crazy, ne? I mean, attacking people out of no where? I don't even remember my own past, Bob! I just want to find Tamahome... but I don't know why!"

Celly wandered around the fight scene, picking up various objects and stuffing them back in her HammerSpace. "They don't understand, do they, Bob? They don't know why I'm here... kuso... I don't even know why I'm here. Why did I attack that girl, Bob? And who was that Rapath person? It's like I know her, but I don't. It was like I wasn't myself..."

Celly shook her head, confused. "Come on, Bob. Let's get back to the Mori. I bet it's fallen apart without me to run everything."

Celly started walking back in the direction that she thought would take her back to Konan. Bob followed behind.

"Oh, Bob? I'm sorry you got killed."

As the fuku clad girl and her sidekick walked further away, the scene behind them shifted. With no more Otakus in the immediate vicinity to keep it intact, the city of "London" began to fade away.

It melded back into the ether of Bishounen World, waiting for its mistress to return again.

TBC...