Rea's night walk ends with Chihiro finding her in a pile of hydrangea bushes, soaking up the morning sun. Later, she reveals that he's her sunshine, too.

Time is short as Chihiro struggles to find a way to save Rea; the girl who stole his heart long before she became his "un-living fantasy". Stressed out of his mind, he re-evaluates what he knows so far and on the brink of losing the girl of his dreams, he's alerted to a piece of information that might have been completely overlooked.

This is my idea of what it would have been like if Rea had been born a boy and Chihiro had been born a girl. Note: the making a resurrection potion and becoming a zombie things never happen.

Rea didn't truly find her freedom until she met Chihiro for the first time. He was her only true friend, and he saved her from the lonely life she lived as the daughter of a rich family. Rea couldn't cry tears of joy anymore, but that didn't stop her from feeling happy. Even in the afterlife she still felt so much love deep inside... (Rea/Chihiro ONESHOT)

Rea Sanka and Chihiro Furuya spend time at the river between their two schools. (One shot. Fluff.)

Chihiro has a bigger chip on his shoulder than most know about, and at times it threatens to crush him. Rea sometimes suffers from similar, self-depreciating delusions. Luckily, they both think pretty highly of each other. T for swearing and Rea's home situation.

Porque no puedo estar sin ella y ella no puede estar sin mí. Es algo que no manejo, me nace el protegerla.

After the accident, Rea takes up residence with Chihiro, but the drastic alterations to her existence are overwhelming. Yet Chihiro hears her out on her troubles and makes a heavy promise he can only pray he is able to fulfill.

A coming holiday prompts Rea to prepare a traditional gift for her kind friend Chihiro. Hilariousness ensues as our favorite zombie girl attempts to celebrate Valentine's Day.

Eu me encontrei em um garoto fissurado por zumbis. Porém, ele me transformou, em todos os sentidos que essa palavra pode ter. Sinto muito, pai, mas eu não preciso mais da sua ajuda. Sinto muito pai, mas eu não estou mais perdida.

The nights were cold and the frost ferocious, it was in the winter month of December, when the Hydrangea plants started to sleep for the winter, to hopefully come out, new in spring, rejuvenated and refreshed.

On a warm sunny afternoon during the weekend, what are Chihiro and Sankarea doing?

The sound of droplets hitting her umbrella, that she could hear. The lovely ripples in a nearby puddle, that she could see. All these were precious to her, stolen moments in the afterlife. Or rather – moments before the afterlife.