Give me a reason to believe that you're gone
I see your shadow so I know they're all wrong
Moonlight on the soft brown earth
It leads me to where you lay
They took you away from me but now I'm taking you home

I will stay forever here with you
My love
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on

Some say I'm crazy for my love, Oh my love
But no bonds can hold me from your side, Oh my love
They don't know you can't leave me
They don't hear you singing to me

I will stay forever here with you
My love
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on

And I can't love you, anymore than I do

I will stay forever here with you
My love
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on
And I can't love you, anymore than I do

People die, but real love is forever.

-Evanescence's Even In Death

Kanone slowly rose out of bed with a dazed expression on his face. What he dreamt was a wonderful dream. A dream that he had wished came true instead of the reality that he had faced a year ago. It was of him and Ayame living a life of nothing but happiness. No one the bug them, No every day problem, most of all no hunters. Shaking the dream from his head that he still so desired he got up and went downstairs to make a pot of coffee. Jade came running down with him to get her morning time snack. That cat always eats. He thought. After getting something to eat Kanone got up and got dressed and headed outside. Presumably to go to the flower shop to buy some flowers. As Kanone took his long walk memories flowed inside his head.

"That's not fair Kanone your taller then me!" Ayame whined as Kanone had swiped the last box of tea from the shelf.

"First come first served Ayame." He said chuckling.

"I can't see you drinking tea, you know that?" She said.

"Well I do I guess you'll just have to go to another store." He told her.

Ayame then stuck out her tongue and proceeded to stomp off like a child. Kanone sighed shaking his head and called out to her. Making her stop in her tracks and turn around demanding what he wanted. Holding up the box of tea he suggested that after he bought it they split it. Ayame had happily agreed to it gracing Kanone with one of her true rare smiles.

Kanone noticed that he had stopped dead in his tracks as the memory had played through his head. Smiling he continued to walk to the flower shop as more memories came and gone. Once he arrived there he slowly looked at all the flowers taking there beauty, but there was one flower he was looking for in particular one that he had used to hate but came to love. Picking out three white iris he headed off to the cemetery as a another memory plagued his mind. It was the second time they had met.

Kanone slowly exited the stadium while crowds of people rushed to there cars to get out of the rain. Just because Kanone was Damned didn't mean he wasn't aloud to enjoy the simple pleasures of going to a concert. True it was hard for anyone even himself to picture to going to such an event but, it did relieve what ever stress had from earlier on in the day. Walking down the side walk he began to contemplate on when he would head over to japan to greet his ex-comrades and take Ayumu Narumi head on. He had plenty of time to do so but in reality the pain of not having Eyes on his side was too much for him to bare. So he wanted to get this done and over with quickly.

Of course after all the blade children were taken care of he would get rid of himself too. He didn't need a hunter to take care of that for him. With a sigh Kanone had come to the conclusion that it was to soon to head off to japan. After all he was going to need a heavy set of artillery to get rid of the others. For Rio and Kousuke were one hell of a match in the battle field even Ryoko could put up a good fight, but they weren't the ones he was worried about. It was Eyes that drifted into his mind. He knew blue eyed boy would stop at nothing to protect the other three even if it meant that he had to kill Kanone himself. When it came to fighting Eyes was a force to be reckoned with. Even though it was very rare to see him fight Kanone knew what he was capable of and so did the others. It was a good thing that Eyes's lust battle and blood was more laid back then the others but then again Kanone knew that it wasn't due to control it was to Eyes's mother.

She had seen what her son was capable of first hand. Back then out of all the blade children Eyes was the one who had the most problems when it came to controlling such urges. His mother had sat him down on the piano whenever she seen signs that eyes had wanted to take a life. At first it was very hard to tell when such signs were occurring but slowly she had began to recognize the one sign that had made it where she could tell he wanted to take a life. He would leave the room and try to avoid his mother. Even though eyes was bloodthirsty he was not cruel and coldblooded enough to take his own mothers life. He cared for her more deeply then he let on to anyone. He didn't even like to show Kanone how much he cared for her. Instantly Kanone was jerked out of his thoughts, literally looking up he noticed a train in front of him moving.

Turning around his eyes had made contact with a pair of bright and deep blue ones. Taking in the girls features he recognized her. She was the girl from that rainy day that had lent him a hand of kindness. He then felt horrible for he had heard her say his name but he had forgotten hers. Wait why did he feel bad about that?

"Are you going to answer me Kanone?" The girl asked.

"Sorry, but who are you?" He said trying to play it off as if he had totally forgotten her.

"I'm Ayame. Remember I gave you the umbrella at the park about two months ago." She said with a frown on her face.

"Oh that's right!" He said trying to play it off more.

"Were you going to kill yourself just a moment ago?" She asked blinking.

Kanone opened his mouth then shut it. That was a good question. Consciously he knew he wasn't trying to do so but sub-consciously he had no doubt in his mind he might have been trying to do so. After all the very thought of killing Eyes had made him do reckless and violent things with out him realizing it.

"If I told you I had no idea what would you say?" He asked.

"I would say you need some help...Big time." Ayame replied.

"Well then I guess I better go get it then." He said smiling cheerfully.

"Your weird you know that?" Ayame said.

"I had no idea." He said.

"You don't know a lot of things do you?" She asked looking at him like he had two heads.

"I see you don't have an umbrella this time." He pointed out.

"No you have it. Which is kinda sad considering the fact that I notice you walk by the orphanage every day and have yet to return it." She said duly.

"I don't remember you being this stuck up." He said.

Kanone watched as she shook her head and sighed. He deducted her new personality as a puberty thing. Walking he began to make small talk with her. When all the while in his head he kept telling himself to stop. Which wasn't working. Soon he realized they had passed the orphanage and questioned her about it only to have her say they switched building due to the fact that it was beyond repairing. Then he questioned her on how could he pass it if it wasn't in the place it used to be.

"It's about nine blocks from your house. I can see your house from my window." She stated.

"Really? Is that so?" He said laughing like an idiot.

"Yep. Well this is my stop. I guess I'll see ya later?" She asked.

Kanone could detect a wisp of hope in her voice as if pleading for him to say yes. It was a bad idea to tell her yes but part of him had wanted to have some what of a normal life. Part of him was fond of the young girl that stood before him. While other parts screamed in his head to say no because he didn't want and innocent human life on his conscious. Then there was the fact that he had kissed her two months ago and didn't regret it, worse he liked it and part of him wanted more. Before he could think any further of such a thing he shook the thought out of his head and locked it in the darkest corners of his mind hoping it would never resurface ever again.

"Are you gonna answer me or not?" Ayame asked impatiently.

"Yes." He said.

"Yes what? Yes your gonna answer me? Or yes I will see you again." The hope more evident in her voice.

"Yes you'll see me again." He said without thinking then kicked himself for it.

"Good." She said.

Kanone seen a bright smile on Ayame face's as the sun began to peak out from the clouds. Thinking back he had no idea what he just gotten himself into.

Kanone looked down at the headstone that sat in front of him. It had been a year. One whole year of not having Ayame by his side and many more to come. There were times where he felt like he wouldn't be able to bare such a thing any longer. Times where he wanted to instantly end his life himself but didn't because he had promised her he would live and hope as long as he could. He wasn't going to break just because he felt lonely without her. After all she was always near him and she had made that very evident plenty of times. The first night he swore he was going to take his life a vase flew off the coffee table and landed at his feet and tension in the air felt as if she was saying continue and the next thing I throw is going to go into your face. The second time she had made herself known was when Eyes had came over and the two had gotten into a heavy heated argument and then the next thing they know all the light bulbs in the house were broken and everything remained silent. Eyes had yet to come back over. Probably shaken up by the experience.

Setting the flowers down he knelt down to the ground and smiled as rain begin to poor down on him. It wasn't heavy it was light. Standing up he took a quick glance at the headstone that read.

Ayame Haru

1998-2010

A daughter, a friends, and a lover.

After that glance something caught the corner of his eye making him turn his head. There she was smiling at him and mouthing seven simple words. And just as quick as she came she was gone, but Kanone knew she was never too far away from him. The words replayed in his head as he exited the cemetery.

Even in death our love goes on.