At the funeral, Kumiko tried to cheer Sasuke up, but it didn't work. He left to sit by himself in the forest, and Kumiko followed him, sitting next to him. "Are you okay, Sasuke-kun?" he didn't answer, looking at the ground. "It's not as bad as it seems…" "How would you know?!" the sharpness in his tone was something new to her as he glared. "How would you know what it's like to see your family killed right in front of you?! You're life is perfect!" Her eyes hardened as she said, "You know nothing about my life!" That made him stop, as the tears started falling from her eyes. "I watched someone kill my mother! Right in front of me! Her blood was on my hands, and I wasn't strong enough to protect her!"
Sobs started wracking her throat and chest. "Imagine seeing that over and over again when after the first time it almost made me throw up at the mere sight of blood! If you want to be depressed, fine! But don't act like you know everything about my life!" she stood up, the tears still glistening on her cheeks, and she turned away, to have him grab her hand, saying, "Wait…I didn't know…" Michiko said, softly, "I know…" Sasuke stood up, and for once, someone comforted her instead of the other way around…