A/N: Sorry this took so fucking long. I just lacked the motivation to finish this story. But now, right now, I have said motivation. So, I am writing the last section of my Konosetsu story. Next is a special project that has nothing to do with the Negima universe. Well not totally unrelated, just part of a bigger series. But my next Negima story will focus around Nodoka and Negi. Hope you like that pairing. Of course, my motivation is from you. The fans. Those who read my stories, and think: What a piece of shit. Anyhow…. You know the drill, read and review. This is the last of Konoka and Setsuna getting together. I do have one thing to say though. I feel I rushed this story a bit, but the ending should have you all crying. At least, if I write it well, you should be. Thanks for being good fans and reading my stories. For anyone who read my Invisible Angel story, then they will know this well, but: I am going to be in tears when I finish this no matter what. So: Prepare for a sad ending.

Disclaimer: If I owned Negima would I be reading this?

Answer, yes I would.
Just to screw around with you guys.

But I am not an amazing Japanese Mangaka, called Ken Akamatsu.

So I do not own. :( Only in my dreams.

An eternity. That was the length of time to have passed since the Card Player had last spoken. He was in a deep thought. He and Death were tied. Same amount of chips. Finally he spoke, letting the last of his cigar fall to the ground. "All-in." He said. "That's it. All or nothing." Death matched his bet. Without waiting, the Card Player started to tell the next section of his tale, his voice nervous. He felt the need to win this. He had to see them again. "Now then. Setsuna had just fled from Konoka…."

Queens of Hearts.

Chapter Three

Death's Hand.

One woman cried. The other was in pain. Two hearts that just missed each other like two ships over a damn ocean. They could see each other, but refused to acknowledge each other. Or. At least that is how one red head explained it. Asuna had tried to pound the fact that Setsuna did love Konoka into the ditsy brown-haired girls head. Of course, Konoka just cried. She was still wondering why Setsuna had left her like that. Asuna grinded her teeth. Where the fuck was the raven-haired sheinmeiryuu swordswoman anyway? She swore, she was going to kill her once she found out where she was. This was going to be a painful death for the said swordswoman. Sighing, she looked at Konoka, and then frowned. Where was Setsuna?

The Swordswoman was standing on the world tree. She hated herself now. She had betrayed the trust of the one she loved. Not only that, even if Konoka was in love with Asuna, wouldn't she support the love that Konoka, her best friend, had with her other closest friend in Asuna. She wanted to turn around, and apologize to Ojou-Sama. Still, she couldn't. She had thought…. no known that this wouldn't work out. She needed to go back. Back to the shadows. There she could protect Konoka best.

Konoka walked out of her dorm. She couldn't stand it any longer. Asuna's babying of her only served to make her worse. She wanted Setsuna. She needed Setsuna. She needed to see her beautiful protectors face. She needed to feel the girls soft touch against her own. She needed to know that no matter what someone was out there protecting her. Not only her physical body. But her heart as well.

Setsuna spread her wings out. From this day forth, she would revoke all claim on Ojou-Sama. She was useless. What could she do? Her technique was poor, she was an ugly creature, and she would only fail Konoka time and time again. No. Konoka was better off without such an ugly creature. She would have to leave Ojou-Sama. For good this time. No return. She had crossed her personal Rubicon. Now it was time to leave.

Konoka stood on the roof. She stood there, thinking of her Set-Chan. Her precious Set-Chan. Why had Set-Chan left? Why? She just leaned against the fence. Tears started to go over her eyes, and she just felt something collapse.

Setsuna was under the fence when it collapsed, she knew that something was wrong. She had been looking at Konoka-Ojou-Sama for the last time. Konoka had been leaning on it too long…. Setsuna instantly sprang to action.

Konoka smiled. She was falling. Well, only two things could happen: 1) She could fall and die from that height. Or 2) Setsuna would save her. Either way, she would be happy.

Setsuna wouldn't make it…. Wouldn't make it.

The Card player stopped telling his tale. He just smiled at Death, and laughed a bit. "But ya know what happened next don't you?" He asked, winking. "I was there, and I saw what happened to them. I saw your interference. Maybe ya ain't such a bad thing." Leaning over he kissed Death's cheek. "Thanks for saving them."

Setsuna held her Ojou-Sama in her hands. Crying. Konoka had her eyes closed, and felt like she was flying. Opening her eyes, she found that she was, in fact, flying. And an Angel held her. "SET-CHAN!" She shouted. Setsuna smiled. She didn't respond, just held Konoka in her hands, and waited for her charge to act. Konoka only leaned in, and smiled. "I love you Setsuna." Suddenly lips pressed against lips. And Setsuna couldn't care about anything else in the world.

END:

Okay. I didn't love this story. Still, it's a wrap. I tried to be angsty there, and well, you saw how badly that failed. More like pure fluff at the end. I never did give the fate of the Card Player, but I have a feeling he will just have to come back to find out ;)

Still, I am crying, another story finished.

My next epic tale is on all the tales I have ever read. Too hard to explain: However if you like DC comics, or Marvel Comics: Don't read, since it is totally OOC and AU. Unless you like that sort of stuff. Oh, and as much Femmeslash as I feel comfortable placing in: Will contain Harry Potter, Negima, House, M*A*S*H, a shout out to Cheers and the Modern Warfare Series. Hell I might even add in the scene from the first game. With the bomb. Not spoiling anything else.

So, until next time

George Freeman Signing off.