Chapter Eight:
The man and the dog gazed sorrowfully down at the gravestone. It read:
Julian Tsukishiro
Beloved brother and friend
He died too young
Yet is never gone
"He was only seventeen when he died" Yukito whispered, stroking Kerobus "yet he did it because he knew that it was the right thing to do, the fool."
He stared down at Kerobus "don't worry, I'm sure that you're master will come back soon."
He then noticed something. Freshly-picked lilies lay on-top of the grave along with cherry blossoms and plum blossoms, and the tiny picture of a camera.
"Are they back?" Yukito wondered, hoping rising in him. Could they finally be back in Japan?