"And just to clear the air, I ask forgiveness, for the things I've done you blamed me for…But then I guess we know there's blame to share, and none of it seems to matter anymore. Like a comet pulled from orbit, as it passes a sun, like a stream that meets a boulder, halfway through the wood. Who can say if I've been changed for the better? I do believe I have been changed for the better and…because I knew you, I have been changed for good."

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Yamato was finally back and he had fully recovered. As a little celebration, I cooked up a special dinner. I think he enjoyed it. Well whatever, he couldn't cook anyway. It's me who does all the chores around the apartment.

We were getting visits from our friends everyday. They were worried about us but we just rushed them out and said we were fine.

"Did we become celebrities over the past month? I mean, we've got friends over everyday!" I said to Yamato.

"Well, they just care. But I must agree, this is getting a little out of hand."

"Yamato, I don't really care whether or not they come. It's just getting a little annoying. I'm just glad that the whole thing is over with and that you're okay." I smiled and hugged him.

"Yea, I'm glad, too." He hugged me back and gave me a little kiss on the lips.

I blushed and then kissed him back. After it was broken we were totally bored. And so I, being Camilla Ashiru, suggested the idea of going to the park to take a little walk.

Once we were at the park, we started talking about past memories together. Yamato put his arm around me and I blushed. I guess he really liked me. Anyway, I had some errands to run and he had some friends to convince not to come over anymore. So we both went our separate ways.

I went to the grocery store and blah, blah, blah. That's just boring junk. But there was this lady with a beard there. Anyway, I was carrying my shopping bags and I decided to take the long route to the apartment. Of course I was happy to take a long walk.

I was ready to cross a street when I saw a young blonde man making out with some brown-haired girl. My first instinct told me that the man was Yamato. I dropped my bags, staring at the couple, not realizing that the red hand signal was up. There was a truck coming by and the honking horn woke me up from my trance. It was too late to move or anything. Luckily, the truck stopped literally 2 inches away from my body.

I was so shaken and nearly collapsed. I picked up my bags and started running the other way back to the apartment, crying the whole way.

'Convincing some friends, eh Yamato?' I thought to myself.

He promised that he would never leave me! And here he was breaking it like nothing happened between us! That promise was so special…It was a promise I intended to keep…for the both of us.

Once I got home, I just plopped the bags onto the counter, changed my clothes and went to bed. I kept replaying the image of my Yamato making out with another woman. I cried myself to sleep that night.

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I woke up to find Yamato in the bed with me.

'What the crap!' I thought to myself as my eyes widened.

'First he makes out with another woman and now he's sleeping on the bed next to me! What's his deal!'

I got out of bed and shoved Yamato to make him wake up. He eventually did and he stared at me.

"Morning, Cam."

"Don't you 'Morning, Cam' me, Yamato Ishida!"

Yamato looked really confused.

"What are you talking about? You having one of those…erm…'feminine' problems?" He said sarcastically.

"You know exactly what I mean! I saw you making out last night with someone who wasn't me! You promised you would stay with me! How could you!"

"WHAT! How could you accuse me of something like that! Are you even sure it was me?"

"Yes! He had blonde hair and he was wearing the same black jacket you were wearing that same day!"

Yamato just stared at me. Out of the blue, he started laughing. He started crying tears of laughter. I didn't get it. This was one of the most serious of matters and here he is laughing as if he were insane.

"What's so funny, Yamato? Why are you laughing at me like this?"

When he finally pulled himself together, he explained things.

"I can't believe it! I always thought something like this would happen but I never actually thought that it would happen! Cam, baby, that was my little brother, Takeru Takashi. He's dating Hikari Kamiya, you know, Tai's little sister.

My eyes widened. I felt so horrible! Here I was accusing my Yamato for something he wasn't responsible of! Despite the fact that I was feeling terrible, I started to laugh at myself and Yamato soon joined.

"I can't believe it! You have a brother? How come you never told me about him?"

Yamato suddenly put on a serious face. It was then that I knew I had done something wrong. He stood up and walked to his room, shutting the door behind him.

I walked toward his door and let myself in. I found that he was sitting on the bed. I sat down next to him and put my head on his shoulder while hugging him.

"I'm so sorry, Yamato. I had no idea…Will you forgive me?"

He turned toward me and kissed me gently.

"Of course I'll forgive you, baby. Plus, I should've told you about my brother a while ago. It's my fault too. Look, just forget everything. None of it matters anymore."

"Good, I'm glad."

"But, he's coming over to visit. So I might as well tell you the story."

He then proceeded in telling me about his childhood. When Yamato and Takeru were little, their parents had a divorce. Yamato went with his dad, Mr. Ishida, and Takeru went with his mom, Mrs. Takashi. Yamato hasn't seen his brother since. Their parents haven't seen each other since either.

However, Takeru's family was rich. They were so rich they could afford 20 mansions! They had money to completely furnish all of those mansions as well. Takeru's family also lived a bit far away from where Yamato and I lived. The way I was taking home with the groceries was a bit far away…

That was one story that I could relate to. I haven't seen two family members since I was little. That story triggered a lot of thoughts, thoughts about my past life, thoughts about my family. I tried to forget them but I just couldn't. They were imprinted in my mind and they weren't ever going away.