New Yumeí oriented Story! This overall story takes place after all the bakugan have left earth to live on New Vestrioa. Shun has come back, and Yumeí has been enjoying family life once more. However, tragety has struck: Her mother has succumed to her illness and has passed away.

Yumeí: WHY do you have to write about this? It was bad to be there. Everyone was being quiet, and still, and crying. It was terrible!

Dreamflight:Sorry, but this is part of the overall story; It has to happen.

Yumeí: Okay, I forgive you Dreamsy.

Dreamflight: Stop calling me that!

Yumeí: Fine. By the way, readers, Dreamsy-

Dreamflight: Stop it!

Yumeí:-owns only me and the plot. And any other OC's that pop up.

Dreamfilight: You are annoying. That is what makes you so funny! :P

Yumei stood silently with Shun and her Grandpa. It would soon be her turn to pay her respects. She fidgited. Her long, black formal kimono was making her itch.

Some of her relatives exited the tent and mumbled condolences to the three of them. Grandpa then went in alone. When he came out, Shun entered, almost tripping over the end of his kimono. Yumeí barely constrained a giggle. When Shun came out of the tent, Yumeí could see the tear streaks on his face. Taking a deep breath, Yumeí entered the tent.

Shiori lay on a futon in a traditional pure white kimono. Her makeup had been carefully done, and she looked beautiful, not at all like how she had been in life. Yumeí knelt next to her mother's body, a wail of grief threatening to choke her. She bent over, looking at her knees, bangs falling into her eyes.

Quietly, in flawless Japanese, Yumeí whispered a prayer to Shiori's soul. She told Shiori not to worry and that all would be all right. She wished her mother well, and promised to listen to Grandpa and not cause too much trouble. Trying hard not to cry, she got up, not looking as she left.

All to soon, it was time for the cremation. Yumeí tried not to look at the flames. Instead she thought about the happy time she and her mother had shared.

She remembered the time that when Shun and Tabitha had been having a day off school, but her mom had woken them up like a normal day, and they had gotten all ready for school before they remembered what day it was.

She remembered being sad when she wasn't allowed to go to school, and her mom cheering her up by secretly taking her to an amusement park all day. They had come home, and never told anyone.

She especially remembered when they came home from their first visit to Grandpa's house and how the two of them trapped the hallway and how Shun and Tabitha had gotten stuck in the traps they had set up together. They had all but died laughing.

Suddenly, laugher bubbled up inside her. She couldn't help it: she stared to laugh. It sounded strangled and maniac, but she couldn't stop. Her laughter kept getting louder and louder the longer she did it.

"She's laughing?" one of her other relatives whispered. "At her mother's funeral?"

"She's gone mad with grief!" someone else called. "Someone get her out of here!"

But it wasn't necessary for someone to help her leave. Yumeí turned and ran out, still laughing, but now her laugher seemed edged with sobs. She sat beside a different shrine before she took deep breaths to calm down. Her laughing stopped and was replaced by wails of grief. She couldn't help it. Shiori had been a great influence in Yumeí's life. Now that she was gone, Yumeí was alone.

She attended the last part of the funeral ceremony only after she managed to behave herself. Even then, silent tears and giggles alike slipped through her control. When it was time to return to the house, Yumeí was exhausted from fighting against the tangled emotions.

Leaving the boys to fend for themselves for their dinner, Yumeí went straight up to her room, and let the choking feelings explode.

This is depressing, but to end on a happy note, you need to start somewhere tragic.

Yumeí: Well done. You could take over for Jesse with that kind of logic!

Dreamflight:Close the mouth. And anyway, this doen't end happily, it ends more...adumbrative.

Yumeí: I have no clue what that means, but okay. Until the next chapter, review you real world peoples! And I will look that word up.