Saito slowly lifted his eyes to the altar that stood in front of him, no more than a few feet away.

The Revolution had ended, and he in turn had asked Keiko for her hand in marriage. She hadn't refused, even though she was still grieving for the loss of her onni-san, Kistuma.

They had left for Tokyo two weeks after he had been buried. They had left to get married.

Saito slowly stood up in his best wear, and approached the man named Izu who had promised to marry the couple. Izu wore a ceremonial robe, just as Saito did. While the bride to be, wore a ceremonial, white and red kimono.

Saito thought she looked radiant, and they were wed.

4 months later, Hajime and Keiko Saito traveled to Yokohama. Saito had received word that an evil man lived there, and he knew that the price for this one's head was high.

He felt no grievances about putting an ex-imperialistic revolutionary out of commission for awhile.

After his wife had settled in, Saito paid a visit to one Ukomu Laritsu-san. To give then man a scare. He held his possessions in the dearest of things, and was quite unhappy to know that when he came home that night the wolf of Mibu stood in his home. His house had been trashed, as Saito had paid a young man of 18 to do it.

" You.... How did you get in here! Leave, I'm the only one allowed in this room, leave at once!" Laritsu yelled, his body already displaying the taxes of the Revolution's end. He was out of shape, and Saito saw that he ate too much.

" Leave, you say? But a wolf can't leave it's prey to run and hide." Saito said as he withdrew his sword, and placed the tip at the man's throat.

" Uhh.. Y-yes, it can?" The man replied lamely...

Saito wasn't amused, " No, I can't."

And the man screamed!

As Saito walked away, he smiled. He hadn't done that in quite a while, ever since the Revolution closed it's flame filled doors. He didn't notice a young man, who had just turnt 13, walk into the house a few moment's after he'd left through the back door.

The young man saw the scene before him, and paled. He noticed the back door close, and quickly ran out that way to see what laid before him.

He remembered who he saw, and vowed to find a way to get him back. He'd seen more than he could ever hope to bear at the tender age of 13, and slowly fell down to the matt that was in the doorway. He'd just lost his uncle.

Krylancelo note: He, he... Yeah, this was kinda spacey and weird, but it worked for me... I've been playing to many times with a game, so it's influencing this. ( I think). Hope you enjoyed, and review this if you liked it. Tell me how it was... I'd like your opinions...

Ja ne.

Oh yes, Onni-san means big brother.

-san is a term for Mr., Mrs. or Miss. Used for Mr. here.