Chapter Six
A small group of people stood atop a hill under an old oak tree in the middle of Tokyo's national cemetery. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to say farewell to a friend." The preacher read on and on out of his book. It was a rainy day and everyone there was dressed in black with matching black raincoats and umbrellas. The casket was buried yesterday due to the approaching storm so the people in black stood outlining the lump of grass and dirt. The preacher closed his book, dropped some oil on the ground, then left. Sakaki and Karasuma walked up to the grave and dropped a flower atop. They each said a short farewell, then headed down the hill to their cars. Michael and Dojima were next. They too dropped a flower and said farewell. Dojima headed down the hill to met up with Karasuma and Sakaki. Michael started but stopped. He stopped next to the wheelchair, which held a figure clocked in a black outfit and black raincoat. He patted the figure's shoulder then headed back down the hill to join the others.
"Amon, help me stand." Amon, who was behind the wheelchair; helped pull the figure up. He assisted it over to the grave where it dropped a flower. Lightning flashed in the background illuminating Amon's face. It was emotionless. Lightning flashed again this time illuminating the headstone. At the same time a wind blew. The figure's hat flew off. It went to grab the hat, but the hat blew away. The figure pushed back its now wet golden hair. On its left hand, sat a small engagement ring. The lightning flashed once more, making the words on the grave legible…
Here Lies Chief Kosaka
A Beloved friend and co-worker
The figure, which was now seen as a female, stumbled. "Robin, please sit. You're still too weak to stand. You only woke up a week ago." Amon grabbed Robin's arm and gentle led her back to her wheelchair. "In a few weeks you should be able to walk on your own again, but for now, rest." Amon wheeled the chair down the hill to his car where he helped his fiancée in, then placed the chair in the trunk. It was a good 30-minute drive home. And with the weather, it would probably be more like 45 minutes. "Amon, how did Kosaka die?" Robin looked away from the window and over to Amon. "He had a heart attack. Of all the thing that could of happened to that stubborn man, his heart gave out." Amon replied as he drove off down the street.
Robin smiled. She had just only woken up a week ago, two days after Kosaka died. She was still weak, but luckily her body and her craft of fire fought off the orbo. Now while her body was regaining strength, she was forced to move around in a wheelchair. She was released to go home two days after waking up and the following day, Amon proposed to her. She didn't mind too much. She was just so glade she was alive. No one told her who hurt her, and frankly, she didn't care.
Robin stared out the window. "You okay?" Amon's voice woke Robin out of her trance. "Yes, I'm fine. Just a little tired…" Robin put her hand on her stomach. It had been months since she had eaten real food. "…And hungry." Amon just kept driving and he smiled ever so slightly. 'She's back,' He thought. 'She won her battle with death…'
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a/n: This story is now complete. Well? How'd you like it? I hate making long stories but I felt this one deserved it. Please read and review.