A/N: Sorry this ones so short!
"Nothing, there isn't any information on the Hikari family for generations back, so how could he have known so much?"
Satoshi slammed his fist down hard on his desk, frustrated that after so many hours of research he couldn't find anything about the Hikari bloodline,
much less a family tree. "How could he know so much?"
His adopted father knew so much even about Krad; being this "Secret power" he knew Satoshi had locked away. He sighed taking of his glasses
and putting them down on the desk, glancing at the time he realized that it was almost two in the morning.
"I guess I'll look into it again tomorrow, but I doubt that I might find anything of value," he thought.
As he made his way across his room he noticed, something lying on the floor in the far corner. Looking at it under the moonlight he remembered
what it was; a long piece of silvery white ribbon lay on the floor in front of him. It held memories of the St. White festival from the previous year and
yet another reason why he hated Dark. Gently picking it up, he recalled why he even had the ribbon in the first place…
"Miss. Harada…" He would have to remember to tell Daisuke thank you tomorrow.
"It's going to be a long year…"
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