by Michelle Blood

Created on: April 06, 2010

The funeral was held at the Yoko-Moro cemetery, and he didn't care why that particular one was chosen. The only thing he cared about was his little girl, who he currently watched disappear beneath the earth in a small coffin. The person he loved most stood the farthest from him, as if he was the reason everything happened. It wasn't his fault, wasn't their fault, but the blame did lay somewhere. He just had to find out where it rested at this point.

Tears couldn't look away from the small grave. He was the only person still there, standing in the same place he'd been after he got to say something over her. He hadn't been able to cry then, now he could, and he refused to wipe them away. The tears would stain his cheeks with red streaks, and everyone would know he cried. Everyone, except his Angel.

He wanted to scream and yell his fury, but he couldn't. Instead, he fell to his knees, and his grief ran anew through him. A rustle at his side let him know that Takai was there. His red tears still fell down his face as he glanced up at him for a brief moment, and stared back down at the fresh grave, "What do you want?"

Takai said nothing for a long time. There were strained lines on his face, where usually there wasn't any. Although there were no tears on his face, the hurt and grief were evident. Unlike Tears, he couldn't cry. He had no emotional outlet for his pain that couldn't cause pain or discomfort for others. He had to fight within himself to keep the stinging words back.

He knelt down beside Tears, started to lay his hand on his shoulder, and then withdrew it. That's not what Tears wanted from him right now. He sighed, and read the words on the headstone, "I know what you're going through."

"Do you," Tears asked rhetorically, rocking back on his heels. He scrubbed a hand through his white hair, angry frustration radiating from him. If only he knew where to start; what to look for. He had no clue who had done this, and it only infuriated him further.

"I do," Takai nodded, answering the question even though Tears hadn't wanted him to. He felt the earth-shattering pain that his Love felt. He could feel the deep hole in his soul where their daughter belonged. "I may not be human in any way, but I hurt just as deeply and as much as you do."

"I know," Tears agreed, swallowing back the tears that burned the rims of his eyes. He took a deep breath, refusing to wipe the tears away still. His legs shook with strain as he stood; he'd been away for days, and he hadn't

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