I was taken into a room. Number 377 was what I had quickly read. "baka ojii-san." I couldn't help but stare at Ryoma with his show of disrespect. "Sorry for intruding sir." I said while bowing. The man started to laugh. I couldn't imagine why. "Ya shouldn't bow, little girl. But Ryo-kun. You made a girlfriend. He was grinning from ear to ear. I felt uncomfortable. I grabbed Ryoma's arm and hid behind him. He was glaring at the man in the bed. "Oyaji. She will be staying with us for a couple of days." I looked at him. "Ryoma, I said it isn't necessary, there are enough people at my home." The old man looked at me. "Ryoma, what has passed?" The smirk from before was gone. he looked down and after that straight at the man. "Her mother passed away. She has no siblings and no father. She will soon leave to Japan to stay with relatives. Please let her stay with us for now." The man smiled a genuine smile. "Of course that's fine. Uhm, when I'm let out of this damned place I will drive you to your home, we'll help packing." I looked to the ground. "Sorry for imposing." The man looked at me. "Maybe the brat would learn some manners from you. The boy glared at the man again. I snickered. I looked at the man. My sight turning again. I grabbed my head and sat down on the ground. Both immediately looked at me. Even though I couldn't see it I knew they were. They heard me curse a little. "Damn, why does it have to happen now. Damn, why is kami-sama never at my side. Curse the gods. I slammed my hand on the floor. I felt the muscles in my arm changed so I knew that my hand was being looked at. "You know, you shouldn't worry. This happens sometimes. Even though this is one of the annoying times. At the moment I can hear but I'm blind and I can't feel anything. I knew they were looking at me with sad and shocked eyes. I rolled my eyes. Pushing myself up on my legs. My eyes closed. I'll be leaving the room for now." My touch returned and I felt an hand around my wrist. "Ah. What's wrong?" I heard Ryoma say something's and I walked to the chair being guided by Ryoma. "My touch is back already. There is nothing to worry about." A doctor walked in. "Your Fuji-san, Right? Visiting hours are over. Would you please leave the room?" Both of the other man in the room started to glare at him. "She's staying, just tell me the diagnosis, damn doctor." I just sat still. My sight returned. The doctor was the same as the one who told me the news. "Ah, You're the one from earlier." Ryoma than turned to the man and saw the resemblance. "Your sights back?" I nodded and turned to the man. "I will leave the room sir. I'm not part of this family of course." I stood up and walked to the corridor. The other man staring after me. I squatted down and laid my head at my knees. The tears flowing. No one noticed them in this place. When the doctor came out again he looked down at me. Not even seeming to care. Not every doctor is really a nice person. I walked inside the room again. Both males standing ready to go. "Sorry for imposing on you." I followed Ryoma and the man to the car. I gave instructions to my house. When they arrived they saw a big house. I grabbed the key out of my pocket and walked in. both stopped and looked at the rooms where no one seemed to really live. I grimaced and walked to the room at the end of corridor. Both males following me. Everything was cleaner than they had ever imagined. When they entered the room they saw several machines to do measurements. I looked at them and my gaze hardened. "Welcome to my home." They seemed taken aback. "Isn't this house your home?" I nodded my head. "It is my home but normally I'm not allowed to exit my room for long. Only for lessons or for eating. The lessons has stopped last year as my sensei died. Both looked at me. Wondering how it would have felt to be locked up almost 24/7. I smiled and packed some stuff. Most of it were books. All books were presents of sensei. I walked towards my mother's room. I walked to the closet and walked to the back. I knew there lay something that I needed to get when she died and grabbed the box. Close to it lay a lot of jewelry. I grabbed that to and walked out of the closet. On the table next to my mother's bed was a picture of me, her and my sensei. I picked it up and put it with the other stuff I really had to take with me. 3 coffers full was with books and clothes. One packet was just put in the car and a small bag had in it all the rest, only the machines were important further. But I wouldn't take them with me. It would only frustrate me at this time. I stepped in the car. Ryoma sitting next to me. We drove away from my home. I put my hand to the window and a lone tear fell down. From this time I would put away my memories, just for these days.