[h1]Itsuki[/h1]

The two would walk in silence for the rest of the small trip, quickly making their way past a few gardens where Itsuki took the time to pick a few flowers from people's gardens, a majority of them being white roses that he'd had the good fortune of finding. At the end of the walk, the two would find themselves in the relatively new section of a graveyard, walking down a row of pristine looking gravestones until they came upon one that was a bit different from the others. Breaking the uniformity of the other stones, this one was shaped slightly differently, with stone flowers engraved all along it's sides. Along side these decorations, were several handprints of varying sizes, each one a different color. Upon seeing it, Itsuki couldn't help but chuckle ever so slightly as he looked down upon it, filled with a mixture of amusement and sorrow.

Laying down the flowers he collected next to the grave, Itsuki didn't have any words at first, his eyes glazing over as he remembered distant memories of happier times. Reaching out, he'd silently stroke the name engraved their, a silent sigh escaping his breath as he looked over the words.

[center][b]Here lies Hiyori Tachibana, A loving daughter, An honest friend, and a brilliant Investigator
May her spirit find peace, and her service be remembered[/b][/center]

"Hiyori . . . I'm sorry for not attending your service. I'm sure your father probably cursed my name five times over by now,as well he should have. I was just. . . so lost without you." Itsuki's semi-bright tone soon faded away, his head falling down as he felt tears begin to make their way down his face. "You were the best thing to ever happen in my life, and when I lost you . . . I just couldn't handle it, I [i]still[/i] can't. I thought that finding the men who killed you would help me come to terms with it, but all it did was make me fixate on my faults, on my weakness. It drove me to the brink of insanity, and I still don't think I've pulled myself back. And now . . . now I just don't know what to do with my life. I'm sorry for still leaning on you after all these years but . . . please, just one more time . . . help me."

Itsuki would stay in that pose for a while, his shoulders shaking ever so slightly as he just allowed himself to grieve, having held back these emotions for far too long. 

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[h1][color=Red]Takeshi[/color][/h1]

Takeshi currently had no idea what was going on at the moment, and decided after a moment of still half drowsy thought that it was probably better that way. He was getting ready to leave all the 'adults' to their business when he heard an unfamiliar voice from behind him. He slowly looked over towards her, his face forming a frown as he gave her a very unwelcoming glare. This glare only intensified as the others didn't seem to know the ghoul in question, and while Asoka made her move on the ghoul, Takeshi only took a few steps back, watching carefully in case something happened. However, he could hear some stirring coming from the rooms, as it seemed that Takumi's shrill shriek early, among the accompanied commotion, had waken up the rest of his family. The first to come out was Kazuya, who was looking as grumpy and ill-tempered as he usually was in the morning, but one could tell that he was ready to fight or run from his general stance. He gave a look towards Takeshi, who shook his head slightly in response, motioning for him to go back inside. Kazuya proceeded to glare at his brother, but retreated none the less, having noticed the newcomer and taking on a similarly suspicious look on his face.

Giving a slight sigh of relief, Takeshi turned his attention back to the confrontation, backing away ever so slightly, ready to head to where the Twins and Mii were incase things got ugly.