Kireba and Dezmond headed for Crocus when they realized they were near their old home. Kireba wanted to see it again, but Dezmond only thought of the past and the horrors it brung. He didn't argue with her and headed there for a short break. Their home was a wood cabin in a calm meadow near a small wood. They didn't need a key for it because it was always unlocked. They kept no secrets and their most prized possession was their magic.

"Dezmond look!" Kireba yelled, "My bed is still the same. So small, so cute."

"Everything is like we left it." Dezmond said with no surprised expression or a sense on nostalgia. "They didn't even burn this place down. What did they want?"

Kireba didn't want him to feel this way and she took out a kite.

"Remember this? You taught me how to fly it."

"Yea and you flew it in the woods." Dezmond looked around like he was still trying to find something. He had the feeling they were being watched. "If you want to keep something get it now, we're leaving soon."

She grabbed an old sac and grabbed a stuffed animal and a scarf from their fathers room to remember him by. They walked a few miles before Dezmond spoke.

"We can't come back here. Not for a couple more years." Dezmond said.

"Why? It's our home." Kireba protested.

"It shouldn't be like this, it should've been burned down ten years ago when they came for dad."

"Fine, I won't come back for a month, but you can't keep me away for another year."

"It's dangerous here! Don't you feel something should have happened to this place? Robbed, salvaged, messed up? Things like that."

"I've missed home! I've missed our realm! I'm going to come back as many times as I want and you can't stop me!"

Mist appeared in her hands as she formed an ice wall. Ice spears launched from the wall towards Dezmond. He formed a ring of fire around him. It melted the spears enough for him to break it with his fists.

"You know we're not suppose to use magic against each other especially since we cancel each other out."

"You don't know the half of my magic."

The water vapor froze and clung to Dezmond restraining his movements. The water outside the ring of fire moved together and doused it.

"You always thought that I could only learn one magic while you learned two. Summoning isn't the only magic in the world! I went to Naga to learn ice AND water magic. All you have is fire."

The water surrounded Dezmond and started up his legs he generated more heat from his body, but it did not vaporize the water and it increased.

"You NEVER believed in me. You thought of yourself like you were more important." The angrier she got the faster the water climbed. "You make me seem weak, but I'm stronger than you know."

Dezmond burst into flames and evaporated the water around him. It surprised him that he didn't feel any pain.

"Sora is one with me." He thought to himself. He rushed to Kireba and with one powerful punch, she was knocked out cold. He sighed and melted the ice wall she left standing.

"I knew you went to Naga and I know you are not capable of keeping you emotions and magic separate."

He carried her the rest of the way to Crocus.

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Kireba woke up at the base of the mountains to Crocus. She looked around to see Dezmond sitting next to her. It was morning and dew has fallen.

"I'm sorry for what I did yesterday." She said silently.

"Your just inexperienced when it comes to separating your magic and your feelings. You need to keep them separate otherwise you could end up hurting people you don't mean to hurt."

Kireba felt helpless to his lecture. All those things were true, although none of the serpents ever told them they had to be separate."

"Are we at Crocus?"

"Yea, I didn't go in because people would start to panic if they saw someone carrying a knocked out person."

"Then lets go! Lets get some real food!" Her enthusiasm returned quicker than she could run as they enter the Capital