He stared at the gravestone solemnly. He could feel tiny tears peaking out but they were quickly whipped away by his companion. He was happy from the support but he could no longer hold the tears back. Strong arms encircled him.
"It's okay, Misaki. Cry as much as you want. I'll always be here with you."
"You don't know that" Misaki let himself go completely, pushing his face into his companion's chest, staining the shirt. After he had calmed down he stared at Akihiko squarely.
"Sorry about that."
"It's okay to cry, Misaki, especially for your parents. Even though my dad is a major dick I would still probably cry on his anniversary as well."
"Thank you, Usagi-san, but I still feel bad for making you feel uncomfortable."
"I could never be uncomfortable around you. I want to know everything about you. We are family now."
More tears came to Misaki's eyes, but this time they were from joy.