Chapter 4

The lady then closed her eyes a bit, squinting at Chichiro and spoke quietly.

"Chichiro...?"

Chichiro, hearing his name put his hand down answering back.

"Who are you..?"

The lady then went red in the face, lifting her fist up and tensing it up.

"Why you..."

The lady dropped her groceries running up to Chichiro hitting him across the face.

"Heyyy...what gives"

Chichiro lifted himself up off the floor as he spoke taking his hand off his cheek revealing a big bump.

"Huh..oh yeah...now...I remember. Yana..."

Yana took a deep breath looking angry again.

"Oh I see you only remember your old girlfriend only through pain!"

Chichiro then braced himself putting his hands in front of himself looking innocent, then spoke without hesitating.

"Sorry, sorry I didn't mean to!"

The lady then looked away as Chichiro took a peek through his hands, he then took a sigh of releif putting his hands down.

"Eh?"

Yana looked back at Chichiro

"It's pointless...What the hell are you doing here anyway!"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"What! You show up in my apartment after 2 years, halfway across the world from your home and you think you could ask me...What the Hell are you doing here anyway!"

"Well...its not really like that."

"Hmmmm...its usless to talk with you.

Yana walked back to her groceries picking them off the floor and putting them on the kitchen table as Chichiro took a sigh of relief sitting down. Yana then began to speak.

"I assume your here about that..."

"Yeah..."

Yana turned around pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"You have any information on what happened downstairs?"

Yana then stopped pouring coffee and looked at Chichiro, she then responded quietly.

"So your still doing work for him, aren't you...Your a fool you know that, i'm not going to get you out of trouble like I did 2 years ago."

"He's dead."

"So why are you after them...that organization."

"There's things I need to find out."

Chichiro then began looking around the apartment, trying to get off the subject.

"So I see you've got yourself a nice apartment. This place brings back memories..."

"Hmph, like you would remember."

Yana then sat down chewing on a sandwitch at the kitchen table.

"Eh...It's not all how you think it is..."

Chichiro's stomache grumbling then interrupted him. He started to speak again.

"Sorry...heh...I'm starving."

Yana walked up to the fridge searching through. After sticking her head out of the fridge she tossed Chichiro a sandwitch

"You've really let yourself go haven't you in the past two years?"

Yana said as she stood near the table sipping her coffee.

"I've been meaning to ask you...about this apartment...although I probobly know the answer."

"Then don't ask."

Yana replied fiercely while they both finished there sandwitches. Chichiro then glanced at Yana.

The alarm clock buzzed, Yana woke up from her bed, smaking the clock off the table. She looked to the side of her bed, the window shutters wide open letting light in from the morning sun. Yana stood up, going through her closet throwing on a bedrobe, she closed the window shutters. She then walked up to her bed straightening the covers removing Chichiro's body print and walked outside the room. Chichiro was putting on his coat and placing on a cap, checking his pockets. He took out his handgun, practicing aiming it. Chichiro then glanced to his left noticing Yana and put his handgun back into his coat pocket. Yana then spoke quietly leaning up against the wall as Chichiro opened the door.

"Your going to see Kokoro aren't you.."

Chichiro did not glance back opening the apartment door. He stopped, looking back and spoke.

"Before I leave Yana...does the name Oasis ring a bell?"

Yana's eyes then widened, she looked down onto the floor of her apartment and spoke after pausing for a bit.

"...No...sorry."

Chichiro then looked towards the door again, stepping out and waved as he walked.

"Well, thanks anyway...Yana."

A small locket lied on the floor near Yana's feat, she picked it up as the door shut. Yana opened it revealing a young picture of herself and Chichiro. In the small picture she was little hugging a tall man looking in his 40's with glasses and Chichiro stood near the man crossing his arms with an angry look on his face. In the picture they appeared to be standing outside a tall building, looking the same as the appartment building they were in. Tears came down Yana's eyes as she closed the locket.

"Dad..."