A/N Post-series.


This kind of forgetting does not erase memory, it lays the emotion surround the memory to rest. ~ Clarissa Pinkola Estes


It's the simple days like this.

With grocery bags in hands, Ryou takes a small detour through the park. He loves autumn, how the leaves to magnificence shades of colors previously thought to be impossible of them. (Perhaps, too he likes the fact that they fall.)

A particular strong gust of wind howls through the park… the trees…. his hair. It ruffles the leaves causing them to crinkle together.

Ryou freezes.

(It sounds as if someone is calling his name.)

The wind dies down, the leaves settle and he regains his posture.

(And then there is nothing.)


A/N Holy crap guys. Fifty chapters. It's almost as unbelievable as the fact last chapter got eleven reviews. Eleven reviews! I am so amazed and thankfully to all of you, every single person who reads this story. So I'm going to ask you something special. I would really appreciate if everyone who has read this far to tell me your top five favorite chapters. They don't have to be listed in order, just five you really liked. And a reason, of course.

So thank you all again, and review!