Havoc sighed heavily and sat up on the hospital bed, TJ sitting opposite him on a chair. "You feeling better havoc…?" she asked quietly. He nodded and tried to get up, the doctors were discharging him today and it was also schiezka funeral as well. He really didn't want to go, he would be too upset and everyone would try and be all-sympathetic. He didn't want that at all. He hated when people tried to tell him everything would be okay, but how could it be? He'd lost her forever and there was no way of changing the past now. But thoughts ran through Havoc's head, what if I'd gone earlier...? I might have been able to save her… and she'd still be here now…by my side. Tears fell down his face, it was too late now, and he just had to face it.

TJ hugged havoc "im sorry havoc…this shouldn't have ever happened to you…because there's only a few nice people in the world now…and you definitely one of them." Havoc nodded, he didn't want to talk, and he didn't even want to think, he'd even thought about killing the person who did this, but what good would that do…it wouldn't change anything.

Havoc sighed "why…should you be sorry…?" he whispered quietly. TJ looked back a havoc "because…I am…this should never have happened…" TJ replied. Havoc closed his eyes "if there really is a god…what did I do to deserve this…" Havoc sighed and got up properly. Moving his hair out his face "I bet the paper work at central has piled up for me now…hasn't it…?" he said, looking at TJ.

TJ shook her head "nope...It's all sorted, I did it for you…I knew you wouldn't be in for a while and I had a little spare time" Havoc sighed "Thanks…I owe you one…" TJ nodded and smiled "come on…let's go…" they both left the hospital and got ready for the funeral. Havoc knew this was going to be a long day and one of the hardest days he will ever have.

The funeral started an hour later. Everyone in black, creating a depressing scene. Havoc tried not to cry…he really did. No one blamed him; TJ was going to stay with him. He told her that he didn't want any sympathy but he knew he was going to get a lot of it.

Everyone from the military was there, most people knew Schizka. The church bells were ringing as the funeral commenced, Havoc couldn't stop the tears, leaning into TJ's shoulder. He was trembling badly, as the church bell rang and the organ played, all he could think was why god was doing this is him. What did he do…that was so bad…he had to kill the only person he truly loved…?

Ed, Al, Max and Monk had come as well. Everyone seemed to know Schizka. She was so friendly, so caring. Ed didn't cry, it wasn't really in his style to cry. But everyone else was in tears and couldn't stop, Ed sighed heavily.

The priest commenced with talking a lot about god and how Schizka was an amazing person like an angel. But she was Havoc's angel no one else's. Hymns were sung, tears were flowing, Havoc didn't say a word, he just constantly cried into TJ's shoulder. She didn't mind…he needed someone to look after him.

After everything had ended, they had to go outside, for her body to be buried. Havoc felt that when she was buried…his heart would be with her, he didn't want anyone else.

After the funeral there was an awake for everyone to say a few things and a few more songs to be sang that Schizka liked. But Havoc and TJ weren't there yet, Havoc was standing in front her grave and TJ was standing back a little to give him some space. He sighed and placed some flowers down. He whispered quietly "Never…forget…I'll always love you…" as he said that, a tear fell down his face. He got up and walked over to TJ "come on…" he said, walking ahead. TJ nodded and followed him.

Max wiped her tears away, if she was going to sing for her funeral, she better try and calm down, she walked outside, and took deep breaths and closed her eyes. Al sighed "everyone okay…?" he asked. Monk just nodded and Ed sighed and nodded as well.

Havoc and TJ walked in, and everyone turned around. Havoc hated it, why was everyone doing that? His head was yelling inside. TJ and could tell everyone was seriously bugging him. After a few minutes everyone turned back and just spoke. Candles starting be lit and a picture of Schizka on the table that had a lot of flowers on it.

Max sighed and walked back in. She walked over to Al, Ed and monk. "Okay…I think I'm alright now" she said smiling. They all nodded in response. Monk couldn't stop crying, she'd been trying for a while. But funerals depressed her badly. Max walked over to Monk and hugged her "hey…it's okay…" she whispered quietly. Monk nodded and hugged closer into Max, letting her tears stream, but slowly stopped over the next few minutes.

Everyone was saying something about Schizka, Mustang telling everyone when it was there turn to go up. Max sighed she had to sing…she didn't think she had in her right now. She was upset and she had her concert in 5 hours after the awake had finished. Havoc sat down on the chair and put his head in his hands, and closed his eyes tightly, the tears falling off his face. He had never cried so much in his entire life.

It was Max's turn, she wiped the tears away and walked up to the stage, sat down, picked up her guitar and se the microphone right. Max sighed "this…is a song Schizka told me she liked…so I thought she'd like me to play it now…for her…" she sighed heavily and nodded. Everyone looked up at her, they could see she was going to find to play and sing. What could you expect she's just a kid…

She sighed and played her guitar loudly do everyone could hear (Tobira No Mukou E- Yellow Generation.)

The two of us are screaming, even now

As if to confirm something, you tightly clench your right hand
If the rules are annoying you, just go ahead and break them
If you're thinking of resting your ailing legs
Move just one more step forward from here, instead

Even if we push our way through the distorted winds
Even if we outdistance the cold sky
Even then, we still continue to wander

The two of us are screaming all the time
Just continuing to believe isn't the answer
Expose your weaknesses and your wounds
If we don't continue to struggle, nothing will begin
So break through, beyond the door

Society has become entangled in complex problems
If reality is vexing you, just go ahead and blow it away
If you're planning on moping over abuse and slander
Let out your selfishness and desire, instead

Drown out the confusing noise
Shake free the gazes that have grown apathetic
Continue from here, on to the next stage

Tears flowed down her face; she was finding it hard to carry on. But she did, she stayed in key and her playing was to timing. Her feelings were getting in the way she tried to ignore them…she best she could. Everyone noticed this and worried a little. Maybe she should stop playing. But max couldn't any way…

The two of us are searching all the time
This accelerated speed can never go back
Bind your strength and resolution together
If we don't continue to run, there is no future
So move forward, beyond the door

Even if the pride you hold over your head is a mistake
Even if the ideal you paint crumbles
Even if everything here turns to lies and wears you down
I'll definitely be here

The two of us are screaming, even now
Just continuing to believe isn't the answer
Expose your weaknesses and your wounds
If we don't continue to struggle, nothing will begin
So break through, beyond the door

The two of us are searching, even now
This accelerated speed can never go back
Bind your strength and resolution together
If we don't continue to run, there is no future
So move forward, beyond the door

She finished the song and dropped her guitar not so far from the ground and tears fell down her face. Al ran up to her and hugged her and helped her off the stage. She cried badly. "Max…you were good…" he said smiling slightly. "Thanks al…" she said, closing her eyes and looked in the mirror. Of all the days to wear eyeliner…why the day you know your going to cry, she sighed and sorted it out. Everyone came up to max and complimented her; she smiled a lot and saw havoc. She walked over to him and sat on the floor and poked him slightly and passed him a tissue. "I know…its hard not to cry…" She said. Havoc nodded and wiped his tears away "thanks…for playing and everything…Schizka…really liked that song…and you were good, she wouldn't have wanted anyone else to sing it…" he replied, he had to get used to saying everything in past tense about her. It was killing him.

Max sighed "thanks…but anyone could have done it and she would have been happy…just remember she wouldn't want you to be sad…she'd want you to carry on and be happy" she said smiling and patting havoc on the head. "Crying…is not a bad thing…it lets your feelings out…" she said, before walking off. He whispered quietly to himself "she's…right…"

Max walked back over to Al., Ed and Monk, she wiped her tears away. "Well done…" monk said, max looked up "for what..?" Ed sighed "you made it through the song for Schizka…even though you were crying badly…you managed it and you were really good…that's why well done" They all nodded, Max just sighed "I'm…going back home I need to go sort out my whole concert outfit and try and get 2 hours sleep…" she said, yawning, the amount of crying had made her tired. Al smiled "okay…see you sleepy, and we'll see you at the concert…we got tickets and everything…so we totally coming" Max smiled and walked off out the room.

Soon everyone else left and only Havoc And TJ were left. Havoc had stopped crying now and was only silent. TJ walked up to him "come on havoc…lets go back now, you need to sleep…and your still not to well…" she said, placing a hand on havoc's forehead, he was a little warm. Havoc didn't reply and just got up "come on then…" he said, starting to walk out. TJ just followed and decided not to say anything else.

Max had fallen asleep for 2 hours, she was really tired. Everyone else was just finishing work off, worrying about havoc or still crying. Havoc had gone back to his house and was now asleep deeply, in flashbacks of the good times with Schizka. As silent tears fell down his face.

Al was just thinking…how was he going to tell max how he felt…?

All of them were looking forward to the show. To get tickets it cost an arm and a leg, but monk and al thought they better not sat. Ed might get angry or annoyed and they really didn't want scary Ed…