"Ah... the sun is pleasent huh Haiki?"
I looked down and ino the eyes of the innocent little fifteen year old. She looked up at me smiling, nvous because of the amount of pressure I'm sure she was under. Her face held confusion yet understanding at the very same time. Then i looked and smiled at the two graves there. Lucy, was the name she had been buried with. Lucy was the person that every one knew her as. There was no Nyu when she left this world. She was an innocent little child, lost behind the power she was never able to control. Then next to her, there was Kouhta. He died protecting her. Blood covered our faces the last time we really saw Kouhta, decapitated trying to protect his own daughter from the person that was supposed to be his mother. Haiki smiled at the two graves and gently her vectors placed flowers in front of the grave. My innocent little Silpelit.
``Come Haiki, there are secreterial matters we must attend to back at the base.`` Together we turned, and we left the little grave where the two had once met. However we were stopped, almost as soon as we turned to continue our walk. Haiki didn`t take stance, as she normally would had she encountered some one we both were not familiar of. One small girl, red hair, red eyes, almost an identical as to what Haiki looked like when she was growing up. Then the second was a little boy, black hair and dark brown eyes. Both holding hands seeming as innocent as ever. I looked upon them, as Haiki smiled, then took my hand.
``Come Papa, you act as if you have never seen people waiting for friends before!`` The children watched us leave, and I only turned back once, only to see them sitting down back to back looking at the graves that belonged to our long lost friends.