Disclaimer: I do not own Ronin Warriors. They belong to their rightful owners, blah blah blah. Anyway, I was bored and made a sad story. . . Oh well. . .

"I can't just forget about her," Aiko snapped. "I can't believe you just expect me to forget about her!"

"I'm not asking you to forget about her Aiko, I'm just asking you to mourn slightly less, your school has been suffering termendously. . . ," her father said softly. It was two months after Kayura's death and her daughter was devastated and couldn't think of anyway to put her out of her mind.

"Aiko, don't forget about mom, just. . .," Makoto, her twin brother started to say, but Aiko interrupted him.

"You don't understand at all! Nobody understands me!," Aiko cried as she ran off to where her mother was buried. Once there she started to softly cry. "Oh mom. . . I'm so sorry. . . I've tried to be good, but. . . ." All of a sudden she felt a hand on her shoulder. "AGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Shhhh, Aiko, it's just me. . . Honey look at me. . .," her father said.

"Do you come here a lot too?," Aiko asked wiping her tears away. She stopped suddenly as she saw the 5 Ronins and the other Warlords. Each carried a soft pink colored rose, Kayura's favorite. "Ryo, Rowen, Sage, Cye, Kento." She bowed to the Ronins. "Dais, Sekhmet, Cale." She bowed to the Warlords.

"It's nice to know she's buried here with Anubis. . .," Cale said quietly. "Jun, it's a loss for everyone. We all loved her. . . " The other Warlords nodded.

"Why don't you guys come over for a little bit, can they dad?," Aiko pleaded while her father nodded. She tugged at the guy's hands as they slowly followed Jun and Aiko back to the manor. "Hey Makoto!! Guess who's here!!"

"Who?," Makoto called from the kitchen. A spicy aroma filled the air. He came out in an apron and a spoon in hand. "Hey you guys. . . "

"Hey, mate, let me give you a hand in the kitchen. . . It'll remind me of your mum, the good times . . ," Cye said taking Makoto into the kitchen. Sounds of serious cooking could be heard in the kitchen along with two different culture styles clashing together. Pretty soon, they both came out and set everything they had made on the table. "I feel as if she was right there with me. . . Sit down everybody!!" He shooed everybody to the table and had Ryo say grace.

"Dear God. . . we thank you for all you have given us. . . and we. . . we are also thankful that we are all here together. . . And please keep a safe watch over Kayura and Anubis. Amen.," Ryo finished quietly. They all looked at each other and then at Kento who was now stuffing his face.

"Mates, if you want some, you best get it NOW!," Cye exclaimed since no one was moving. Everyone looked at Kento and started to move, noisy chatter started to fill the air.

"Rowen. . . ," Aiko whispered.

"Yeah?"

"When we're done, can I talk to you alone?," Aiko asked softly. Rowen just nodded.

"So Ryo. . . How is everything between you and Mia?," Jun asked.

"Oh, it's going pretty well. . . I just wanted to go visit Kayura's grave. . . Pay her respects like she did with me when Anubis was buried. . . But it's going well . . . ," Ryo said trailing off.

"We all miss her. . . ," Makoto said. He had rarely shown his emotions, but right now, he seemed like he could cry at any moment. It remained silent the rest of dinner and all through the cleaning up too.

"Rowen? I have a favor to ask you. . . Can you come with me please?," Aiko asked taking Rowen's hand and leading him outside.

"All right, what is it?," Rowen asked softly.

"Can you kill me. . . I want to be with my mother. . . ," Aiko said quietly as Rowen stood there and turned white not believing what he was hearing.