When Himawari arrived at the Couffaine's houseboat, there is no screaming, no shouting, just a dreadful silence and tense vibe surrounding the place. She walks in, only to see Juleka holding Mrs. Couffaine tightly in her arms and Luka is nowhere to be found.

"Juleka?"

"Himawari, thank god you're here…"

She can see hurt in Juleka's eyes and despair in Anarka's sob. The place, although has always been untidied, seems to be even messier than before. Broken glasses, books fall off the shelves and lay flat on the floor, there are clutters everywhere on the floor. What in the world just happened?

"What happened?"

"My father…" Juleka sighs "He just came here…"

Mrs. Couffaine wipes off the tears in her eyes before telling the story to the raven head. After all those years of abandoning his family, Mr. Couffaine came back out of the blue, saying that he just wanted to visit his children a bit. Luka was not happy, especially when he knew that his father had no reason to come back as he's already abandoned them. The two got into a huge fight and Luka, unable to contain his anger, punched the man across the face and warned him to never step foot in this house ever again before leaving the place.

Himawari gasps a bit, not knowing how to react. She understands that it's hard for Luka and everyone to face Mr. Couffaine, they have every right to be upset and angry but… to hit his own father…?

"Where is he?"

"We don't know…" his sister replies "I tried to call him many times but he didn't answer…"

The raven head sighs as she hears Mrs. Couffaine cries again, saying that she should never let that man step inside this house and yet…

"It's not your fault, Mrs. Couffaine…"

She tries to reassure the woman that everything will be okay but Anarka can't stop herself from worrying about her son's well-being. It's already 9:30 PM and they can't even contact him. It's almost freezing outside and Luka left the house without any jacket on, what if he got sick or got pneumonia? Anarka will never forgive herself for letting her son leave the house like that…

"Have you called anyone else?"

"Yes, I called Marinette and Adrien, but he's not with them…"

Himawari sighs, where can Luka be? She tries to call him but he doesn't even bother to answer, even worse, he turns off his phone. Closing her eyes as the young artist tries to think of places that the older boy can go to before a lightbulb appears on her head, it has to be that place…

Telling Juleka to get her mom to rest, Himawari gets his usual jacket on the hanger and goes out to find him. Mrs. Couffaine refuses to let her go alone at night but she has reassured the older woman that she will be fine and she will bring Luka back. The younger Couffaine sighs as she unwillingly watches her friend leave, despite her worries, she knows that Himawari is the only person who knows where Luka is.

Himawari runs through the street, feeling the cold breeze blows against her skin. It's freezing outside…

Cecile has called her many times to ask where she is, her aunt was very surprised to see her dash out of the house like that without saying any words. The young artist doesn't answer her call and instead, texts her about the situation, knowing that her aunt is not going to stop her. There's a perk of living with Cecile, although the young woman has rules that she asks Himawari to follow, oftentimes she's very carefree and lets her niece do whatever she wants, as long as those actions are reasonable.

Stopping at the run-down buildings, Himawari catches her breath as she feels her legs stretch painfully after a long run. This has to be the place because she doesn't know where else Luka is besides this secret hideout of his. Walking slowly upstairs, she silently prays that the older boy will be here. His mother and Juleka are both very worried about his well-being, not to mention leaving the house without any warm clothes to shield him from the cold.

When she finally reaches the top of the building, Himawari sighs as the dusty lights flicker, brightening the place a little bit. She also sees the looming figure that sits on the wooden bench and smiles when she hears the beautiful yet gloomy guitar tune resonates. Walking slowly towards the figure, the raven head wraps the person's body in the warm, fleeced jacket.

"Hey…"

"Luka…" she sighs "You should at least wear a jacket, you know…"

He chuckles a bit but she can hear the hoarseness in his voice that resulted from all the shouting and yelling. Himawari waits for his reply but all she receives is the dulled guitar tune and silence, probably because he doesn't want to talk about anything.

The young artist exhales as she makes herself comfortable next to him, knowing that it's not the right time to say anything. Luka is trying to find some peace and she has no right to take it away from him by rambling about how worried his mom is or how he shouldn't do what he just did.

The guitarist keeps on strumming his guitar, aqua eyes looking at the scenery in front of him. He needs some space, he needs a quiet moment so that he can collect himself from all the 'drama' that just happened at his house. Luka knows that his mom and sister are worried about him but he can't bring himself to even reply to Juleka's text. He doesn't need anyone to tell him to go back or anything, he just needs a moment of silence.

Himawari is sitting next to him, patiently waiting for him to talk. Luka is very grateful that she's here and not saying anything, just sits there and listens to his tune. He knows that his mom and sister have told her about the incident, he knows that the vibrating sound from her phone is either coming from his family or her aunt, asking about his whereabouts. She has every right to answer the phone, to tell them that he's fine and she will bring him back as soon as possible but no… Himawari lets her phone do whatever it wants to do and she just sits there, patiently waiting for him to calm down.

"Aren't you going to answer that?"

"Do YOU want me to answer that?"

He chuckles again, this time, feeling the weight is slowly shifted. What a funny girl she is, answering his question with a question. Despite being 2 years younger than him, Himawari has established herself to be wiser beyond her age, very mature and very graceful when it comes to things like this. She doesn't want to put more pressure on him as the young girl keeps her silent all the time, letting him feel the soothing serenity that surrounds them.

However, as much as he wants to stay here, time doesn't allow him to do so. It's not good for a lovely girl like Himawari to stay here this late and he also needs to go back home and stop making his family worried.

"Let's head back…"

He stands up and offers her his hand as the raven head silently accepts it. Despite her wearing two layers of clothes and a scarf around her neck, Luka can still feel the coldness of her hand as she grabs onto his, her cheeks and nose are rosy because of the chilling air. A pang of guilt hits him as Luka sighs, bringing her hands up as he blows on them to warm up. The raven head gasps a bit, the rosy cheeks turn bright red at his action.

"Luk-?!"

"Let's not talk about it…"

Touching her cold lips with his finger, the guitarist smiles as she nods her head and sighs in defeat. Himawari, despite being told not to say anything, feels the irritation inside her heart slowly eating her up as she sees the hurt and despair in his aqua orbs. Taking her back to the ground floor and walking back to their house, Luka hasn't let go of her hand. The feeling of her hand in his is rather pleasant, the softness of her skin warms up his heart as Luka knows that she is not going anywhere. Despite telling himself that he needs a quiet space, the presence of Himawari brings in such a soothing vibe that he desperately needs.

Escorting the young girl back to her house, Luka sighs as he immediately misses the warmth of her hand when he lets go of it. Himawari looks at him, thanking him for accompanying her back. He smiles a bit, scratching the back of his head before wishing her a good dream and heading back to his houseboat. The raven head's eyes follow him for a few seconds, she is about to open the door before a thought hit her as she walks down the porch steps and runs after him.

"Luka! Wait up!"

The young guitarist stops at his track and turns around, surprised to see Himawari approaching him. Amethyst eyes look at him a bit as she unfolds the scarf around her neck and put it on him, slowly wrapping the warm clothing around his neck.

"Himawari, I'm fine…"

"No, you're not!" the young girl replies "There!"

Luka chuckles, holding onto the scarf as Himawari smiles at her great 'accomplishment'.

"Good night, Luka. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Yeah, good night!"

Juleka immediately embraces her brother as soon as she saw him walk through the door, she's very worried for his wellbeing.

"We are so worried about you, Luka…" she smiles "I was so afraid that something bad happened to you and Himawari."

"I'm sorry…" patting his sister's head, he looks around "Where's mom?"

"She's sleeping, I asked her to take the sleep aid pills and rest while I wait for you."

Luka nods his head in acknowledgment, he has to apologize to his mom tomorrow for worrying her like that. It has been a while since the last time Anarka used sleeping pills, she mainly used them to help her get some sleep at night.

The younger Couffaine looks at her brother, sensing an odd vibe around him. She knows that he's still angry when their father appeared out of nowhere yet it seems like his anger slowly dies down. She also notices the accessory around his neck, the ashy-colored scarf that is similar to the one that Himawari wore.

"What are you looking at?"

"Oh, uhm…" she shakes her head "It's nothing. We should go to bed, it's late already."

Locking the front door, Juleka can't help but smiles to herself when she sees a gleam of fondness in her brother's eyes as he gently touches the scarf. His hidden grin catches her attention immediately as Luka seems to be in a better mood than ever before.

She is very grateful for whatever things Himawari has done for him and the family. Not only did the young artist was able to find Luka and brought him home, but she also made her brother smile again. However, she can not shake off the concerned thoughts about their father, who's probably not going anywhere anytime soon. Knowing her brother, as calm as he is, Luka will do whatever it takes to prevent the man from ever stepping foot onto this houseboat ever again.

Juleka is worried, she doesn't want to see her brother doing 'that' to her father. Despite understanding that the man deserves nothing more than a punch in the face, he is still their father and they have to, at least, respect his role as a father of the family. The fact that Luka fought and hit him in the face was very bad, her brother could be sent to a juvenile detention center if their father decides to report the case.

"Luka, promise me one thing?"

"Yeah? What is it?"

Biting her bottom lips, Juleka sighs deeply.

"Promise me that you will never do that ever again…"

"…"

"Brother, we don't want to lose you, too…"

Luka stays silent, listening to his sister's soft words. Sweet Juleka, always worried about everyone's well-being. He knows that the young girl is afraid of anything that had happened a few hours ago, he understands that it's not right for him to do that but he just couldn't control his anger. As soon as he saw the familiar face, his blood boiled. The anger that he has been controlled in all these years burst out and within a second, he could feel his knuckles numbed from the impact…

He could stand there and hit the older man as much as he wanted but something stopped him, the bond between a father and a son that had died ages ago began to resurface. Luka hated that feeling, he didn't want to feel guilty about his action and yet…

"Brother?"

"…" looking at the ceiling, Luka sighs in defeat "I don't know, Jule…I don't know if I can do it but I'll try…"