One year. It has been one year since Suzaku saw her. After he left to join the Knights of the Round, he cut off all connection with her. Until now. The voice mail was short and of little words. She probably didn't even listen to it. It had been so long that she most likely deleted his number. Walking into his apartment, Suzaku stood in awe at the figure who ran up and hugged him.

"Welcome home, Suzaku."