Hello! How are u? I am back! With another chap! Thank you Mislied 4 favorting my story! And I forgot to tell you guys that dream was a kind of look inside his subconscious. Yamabuki and Wakana being the sources of light (Happiness) in his life. And the stars with faint lights were his subordinates who bring faint light (Happiness) into his life. But he let her go and unintentionally hurt her sooooooooo

He is kinda depressed about that.

-YAYYYY LETS BEGIN-

"HANSHIN! Here we come!" Yuki shouted through the window. She turned to her mother whose spirits seemed down. "What is wrong, Okaa-san?" she asked. Her mother did not reply, she stared in bewilderment at her mother's unusually quite morale. She went into the other compartment where here friends were playing a card game. She wondered where her teacher was and found out that he was sleeping in his own compartment. She loved her friends and was looking forward to the trip even more now because her uncle would be joining them too. Her uncle Shenji was a great, friendly and fun loving person. She thought he was the world's most fun person ever.

Of course she was unaware how empty he was from inside, he still loved his childhood friend and held on to every precious memory.

-Wakana's PAST-

Wakana looked around in contentment; she had bought and decorated her new apartment in just a day. Now to wash the plates she had just bought as they were covered in dust.

As she washed she slipped and cracked the first plate and a shard of glass made a cut across her wrist but she quickly bandaged it. She finished up her work and went out to the balcony. She could not help but stand on the narrow railing and feel the air.

"What the hell had happened to that girl?" Rihan pondered to himself as he hopped across rooftops. He stared of into the night, wanting to enjoy as much free time as possible before Kubi-nashi came to fetch him. As he raised his eyes he saw a sight that brought his heart to a standstill.

-BACK TO THE PRESENT-.

Wakana stared off into the starry sky. It was refreshing to smell the tinge of salty sea water in the air as the bus neared it's destination. She felt all the memories rush in side her brain, the happy, the sad and the ordinary. She felt like a child being giving her desired thing as an un expected present! She was extremely excited and if it were not for her age she would be jumping up and down with agitation.

Far off from where her bus was at that moment her sister was crying with reminiscence and regret.

"I should have died instead! I don't want to be the only one alive, why did my nee-chan die?

I know why but it was not her fault….." Ishara sobbed as old memories came to her, times with her mother, father and sister, and no matter how much her husband tried to cheer her she just would not smile. At last he used his strongest weapon.

"Your sister would not want you to cry and sob like this, would she? She always said 'Happiness comes to those who smile.'"
"NO IT DOESN'T!" Ishara raised her voice in defiance "I've tried to be happy but I always feel guilty….."

In the same train a man looked at the same starry sky, his heart aching with misery. His sole sources of happiness, relief were always wretched away from him. His mother had died, his first wife was dead and he had to leave his son and beloved because it was his duty to protect them….. all he wished for was to hear her laugh and to see him say "Otou-san! I will take your place as the lord of pandemonium.". Rikuo would be thirteen now and fully aware of all the traits of a typical yokai, he might have changed his eagerness about yokai because of that. "But I can't do anything about it now, yokai commander or not, all that matters that he is safe." He sighed.

Ah but 'Ryota' you don't know what the creators of time (and the writer of this fanfic) can have in store for you.

Le Fin: I hope you liked it is short and disappointing but nearing the climax and of course curse my scheduled tests for late update. Yours truly zeenz.