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"A graveyard? That's slightly odd." Rikku commented .
"Maybe he's going to someone's funeral." Daisuke answered.
"Come on, let's go in."
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"What did you do, invite our entire graduating class?" Daisuke heard Satoshi say.
"Hey, you act like it's a bad thing." Said an older voice.
"There!" Daisuke hissed to Rikku and pulled her behind a tree.
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Satoshi tried to glare at the older man. But alas, it's hard to look imposing it the person your trying to glare at was at least six foot four and babysat you most our your young life.
"Come-on Hikari, it's how she would have wanted it."
"It's Hiwatari now Lee, or did you forget?"
"Sorry kid," The man named Lee put an arm around Satoshi's shoulder. "But you'll always be little Hikari to me."
"Whatever."
"Good, now go get in line."
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"Is this a party or what?" Daisuke whispered to Rikku.
"In a graveyard?" Rikku's eyes widened.
"I was just kidding!" He waved his arms around. "There are just so many people here."
"Yeah, your right." Rikku looked around.
"Hey Di?"
"Yes?"
"How are we gonna get out of here without Hiwatari seeing us?"
"…"
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Regular people, people in uniforms, and even someone who looked like a hobo paid their respects to the grave. The line to pay respect to the grave wasn't moving very fast, but it was to be expected. From such a great person came great memories. Satoshi finally approached the grave, placed the irises on the pile of flowers and other trinkets, and let the memories wash over him.
… TWO YEARS BEFORE…"Commander?" Satoshi's sectary walked in. "There's someone here to see you, but I'm afraid that they don't have an appointment."
Satoshi didn't even look up from his paperwork.
"Send them in."
"But… she…"
The 12-year-old commander looked up and pinned his sectary with an ice-cold glare.
"Just do it."
She shifted uncomfortably under the boy's gaze.
"Yes sir." With that, she walked out.
Satoshi sat back in his chair, glad for the distraction.
"Still imposing as ever, I see." Said a voice from his doorway. Satoshi's eyes widened.
"Mia?"
The woman grinned. "It's Major Kiryu now."
"And you expect me to call you this?" He asked with playful sarcasm.
She came into the room and sat down in a chair. "No, not really."
"You haven't changed at all." And at the time, toto himshe didn't look most of the 24 years that she was.
"But you have. Look at you! You've changed so much in the last two years."
We chatted for a while, mostly about nothing. There wasn't much to say, seeing as how they had e-mailed each other at least once a week.
"So, why are you here? Shouldn't you bee in the Middle East?" Satoshi asked her. This question was met with silence. Surprised at the lack of response, he repeated the question.
"I'm on leave." She quietly replied.
Satoshi raised an eyebrow.
"Say, want to go somewhere for lunch?" Miaasked, trying to change the subject. Satoshi let it slide.
"Sure, why not?"
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"Satoshi!"Mia laughed breathlessly. But he was trying to hard no to smirk to reply.
"Your such a kid." He told her indifferently.
They where walking back to the station after having lunch and spending the rest of the day together Mia continued to laugh at him.
"I mean, come on, that face! You're like…"
"Satoshi." A voice cut Mia off. A very familiar voice.
"Father." Satoshi acknowledge.
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A.N; I know it's short, but I'm revamping this storypiece by piece and I still go to school!
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