Seiko opened her eyes to find herself staring at a ceiling, and as she sat up, a sleeping black haired fire Deamon against the wall beside her. She paid him no mind as she left. She walked until she found a pond, then sat on its banks and cried.
"Why are you crying?" said a gentle voice.
"Because my brother, who was always kind, was murdered," Seiko replied. The man behind her gently wrapped his arms around her, and she turned and quietly sobbed into his chest.
"I'm sure he wouldn't want you to cry, he'd want you to live for him." The man stated,
"Seiko, I know the boy who killed your brother, and he wouldn't have done it without a reason. He's gone back to pay his respects and see your side of the story"
Seiko slowly stopped her sobbing and looked into the eyes of the fire Deamon. "He'd do that for me?" she asked.
"Yeah, that's just how Yusuke is"
"Yusuke…"
"We'd better be getting back, they'll be wondering where we are." Seiko nodded and followed Hiei back. She grabbed his hand as she dried her tears. He looked surprised for a few seconds, but soon smiled up at her. This was a rather rare sight, for the little fire deamon seemed to have a heart of ice.
"Thank you Hiei… for helping me."
"You're welcome… Seiko."