The mission was finished, but so many things went wrong. Kritiker had given them an almost fatally wrong set of information. Apparently, there had been an upgrade of security without their knowledge. Weiss had survived, just barely, with two members now lying in the hospital. He had come home, unable to stand the dreadful and nauseating smells and not hurt enough to be denied the request. Yohji had decided to stay.

Insomnia kept him from taking a well deserved rest. The restlessness that always remained after every mission, still clung to him like a heavy cloak.

Lying on the rooftop, he could see the dark clouds of rain coming closer and closer. Logic tells him to go inside, but his body refused to move.

Small droplets of water started to fall from the sky and still, he didn't move. When the rain started to soak through his bandages, he felt something burn behind his eyes. A poem he loved when he was still a child, suddenly appeared in his mind.

Just this feeling of loniliness

Paralyzing all senses of life

Without something to hold on

I feel myself falling down

Words don't suffice to describe

The dark clouds looming in the sky

When it hurts to take every breath

And you're cold on the inside

Please wrap your arms around me

Why aren't boys allowed to cry?

I feel the tears behind my eyes

But boys aren't allowed to cry.

That night, on the rooftop of a flowershop, Fujimiya Ran cried for the first time in years.