I was baby-sitting my cousins the other day and we watched a Disney Film. You know, one of the old ones that were really good and not the new crappy ones? One of the songs inspired me to write this and see if you can recognise it. I'll be putting up a second part tomorrow or the day after.

She walked into the room that was once hers with silent steps. You wouldn't know it once belong to the seventeen year old, for there were small toys laying on the floor, children's books on a small book case, and a crib in the corner.

She walked over to it, and peered down at the sleeping infant, that resembled her, with her blonde and light brown eyes, and his father, the unruly hair style and amount of sleep he got.

She stroked his head softly as a single tear fell form her eye as a wave of sadness came over her as she realised she may never again do this. Sneak into his room just to watch him sleep, stroke his soft hair lovingly, letting him know he meant everything to her, more then her husbands life or hers, for they would be leaving soon. Leaving their only son behind, while they tried to make the world a better place for him, and everyone else, having no idea of when she would return to him.

Yes, it was selfish. No, she didn't have to go. But she'd rather have him hate both his parents, then just one.

Sighing softly, she turned around to leave.

As if knowing his mother was leaving, the infant woke with a startled hiccup, then start to cry.

Hurrying back to her son, she lifted him up, holding him close to her.

"shhh, it's ok," she whispered to him. He continued to cry.

Sighing, she walked over to the window. It was a clear night. No clouds, a full moon out, stars bright.

She rocked him back and forth, and softly sang:

"Come stop your cryin'and it'll be alright

Just take my hand, hold it tight.

I will protect from all around you,

I will be here don't you cry."

The boy's cries disappeared as he gazed at his mother, his eyes full of wonder as her soft voice comforted him.

He reached and held her finger with his tiny ones.

"For one so small, you seem so strong

My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm,

This bond between us cant be broken,

I will be here don't you cry"

She smiled softly at him.

"'Cos you'll be in my heart,

yes you'll be in my heart,

From this day on now and forever more."

His eyes slowly closed. With a small yawn he finally fell asleep.

She walked back over to his crib, kissing his forehead softly before setting him down gently.

"You'll be in my heart,

No matter what they say,

You'll be here in my heart,

Always."

"Anna?"

She turned around to see her husband standing in the door way. He walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Are you sure you want to come?" he asked her. Over her shoulder he looked at his sons sleeping form. He knew it was hard for him to leave, but even worse for her.

"Yes," she said firmly. "I already said I would."

Smiling softly at her stubbornness, Asakura Yoh let go and took her hand, leading her out of the room.

"We should go to bed. It's late and we need to get up early."

Nodding softly, Asakura Anna followed.

'I know you'll never forgive us Hana' she thought as she drifted to sleep. 'But no matter what, you'll always be in my heart'

R&R