"The only thing right now that would fit my mood right now would be black roses..Kenshin? Are you listening? I hope so. Anyway, let me explain. Roses are beautiful and fragile, just as you were in the end, and black, because you died. I miss you so much. I don't know if you can actually hear me.Are you a ghost? Trapped in this world without a chance? No. I bet you're an angel. Sure, you killed many, but you saved more. I think Megumi has an idea on how to bring you back. Yahiko! GO AWAY! I am NOT talking to myself! I'm talking to Kenshin, maybe he can hear me. Don't give me that look! I'll show you!"

I bopped Yahiko with the broom. He needs to leave me alone. This all happened a few days ago. I have become a lot more active, since it has been almost a year since he died. Still I watch his picture whenever I can. And I got some dried, red roses. They got really dark, and looked black. I keep them near his picture. Kenshin, my black rose. Beautiful, fragile and as dead as the ones I keep. I can't forget him. I still love him.

Megumi is interested now in mechanics. She hints she may be able to build a time machine, and she only needs one part. I can't wait. Maybe I'll get to see him again, alive. I wonder if I'm talking to myself. Oh well. I saw him the other day. Just a glimpse. But I know it, because soon after, Megumi and I heard him call, "You should keep your chins up, that you should." I miss hearing him talk like that.

I have his sword, I don't think he minds. There are times I just like to touch it, feeling what he once felt. There are times when I think too hard about him, that I cry myself to sleep. I felt him hug me once, too. It was brief, but comforting.

Sano has begun to get over Kenshins death. I hope he does faster than I, so he can be a comfort.