AN: This is the last chapter, but I will do a prequel to this. Look for it soon.

Chapter 7: The mentor, the brother and the man

At 3:30 in the morning Sakaki's phone rang and he quickly moved. He grabbed the phone and lifted it to his ear.

" Hello," he said

" Haruto, Sakaki?" the voice asked

" This is he," Sakaki answered

Karasuma looked at Sakaki as he answered the phone, she felt something change as he answered with questioned. A cold feeling wrapped around her and she was scared. Sakaki held his breath as the other person introduced themselves.

" I'm doctor Katsu, from the hospital. We met in the waiting room," she said

" Yes, I remember," he said

" I have some bad news," she said

Her tone made Sakaki's hand shake as he held the phone and Karasuma grabbed his hand. He looked at her from the corner of his eye and then answered.

" Go ahead," he said

" Your friend Amon past away," she said

Sakaki froze, his breath clung to the phone's receiver and the doctor apologized.

" When?" Sakaki asked swallowing the lump in his throat

" Just two hours ago, I'm letting the one family member her knows, but in his file he had, that you and a Miho Karasuma would be notified if changes occurred. So, I called you first," she said, " I'm sorry."

" I understand, thank you," he said

He hung up the phone and stared at it and then Karasuma placed her hand on his shoulders.

" It was about Amon wasn't it," she asked

Sakaki nodded and breathed in deep, a man that was not only a mentor to him, but a brother he never had. He had lost more than just that, he lost a friend. Karasuma heard Sakaki slightly sob and she knew what it was. Tears fell from her face and Sakaki turned around. He embraced her and she cried in his arms as he tried so hard to hold back the tears. Karasuma buried her face into Sakaki's chest as she cried and he cradled her. He laid his head on hers and felt that there would be no end to Karasuma's pain now. A man she grew attached to, was torn from her just by hours after seeing him. He was fine, he was going to be back on his feet in a month or so.

" Sakaki, what now?" she whimpered

" I don't know," he whispered

1 Day later

Sakaki and Karasuma broke the news to the other members. They showed the same emotions as they did. Tears were shed and now the right preparations for a suitable burial for a man that meant so much to them. Sakaki looked at everyone and Karasuma walked to the back and pulled his file. She looked at his file and tears fell from her face as she stared at the man who changed her life for the first time.

" Amon," she whispered, " You never spoke of your last name, leaving it a mystery waiting to be solved."

She sat down and stared at the picture, memories were brought back to her as she read up on Amon.

" I am a man of my word Miho, I will never betray those who I care about," Amon's voice echoed in her head

" I know Amon, and you never did," Karasuma whispered

Karasuma looked up and saw Sakaki standing there, his eyes blood shot from the endless tears. She stood up and wrapped her arms around Sakaki, he suffered too. She needed to be there for him and the others.

" I'll miss him too,"

Were the words she whispered to Sakaki as he fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around her waist, laying his head on her stomach. She stroked his head, then hugged him seeing his shoulders rising and falling, knowing he was sobbing.

2 weeks later

" He was a man that everyone knew, and will remember. He was stubborn at times and yet it was for the best," Sakaki said, " I knew him as the head hunter, a mentor, a brother and most of all a friend. What will the world give us now that he's gone. The family I knew is without a father, and with only a mother to guide us, she will struggle to fill both positions."

Karasuma looked at Sakaki and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. She listened to Sakaki's opening remarks to the funeral of a great man. She felt the endless stabbing of pain from the deaths of those who mean so much to her. She had healed a wound from two years ago, but another was carved into her skin. She had Sakaki to help her get through this, but it seemed she was lost for the very first time since Razan's death.

Sakaki stepped down and they listened together about Amon's mysterious past, it was opened to them now. And yet it only seemed to make the mystery deeper than it was.

As the hour went back a service was given then they laid Amon to rest. Karasuma tossed in some red roses and watched them fill in the grave. She leaned her head into Sakaki's chest and he watched as people that did know Amon pay their respects. Sakaki and Karasuma were among the last of those paying respect, after all they seemed to know him better than anyone else. Sakaki looked at Karasuma and kissed her cheek, then let her go.

" I think you need your time alone," Sakaki said, " I'll get the car."

Karasuma nodded and Sakaki walked off. She looked at the head stone. All that was written on the head stone was Amon's name, the year he was born and the date he died. Karasuma had something else written that truly stated what Amon was. It read under his name A man of many mysteries is what makes a man so wonderful. Karasuma knelt down and lowered her head.

" I desire, but two things in my life, to spend the rest of my life with you Miho and to find peace," Amon said

" I hope you found the peace you were looking for," Karasuma said

She turned around and walked off seeing Sakaki waiting for her. She was afraid now that her life would be forever different.

8 months later

Karasuma cleared her throat and everyone stopped and looked. A young man about the age of 16 stood beside her. She gave a soft smile to the group as she gave an encouraging squeeze on the young man's shoulders.

" This is Aida, Hideki. He's our new hunter," Karasuma said

Robin stood up and walked over to him, she looked at him and nodded.

" I'm Robin Sena," Robin said, " You'll be my partner."

Sakaki stood up and walked over to him and put out his hand.

" Haruto Sakaki," Sakaki said, " Vice senior hunter."

The young man smiled and shook Sakaki's hand. His amber eyes showed a new kind of hope for the STN-J as well as for the new generation of witch hunters. His youth shined with delight, that encouraged the hunters to remember what mattered most to them.