<span style="color: #8080FF"><div style="text-align: center;">Looking down as her friend cried into her Kimono <a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/ed/2e/c6/ed2ec6fc36a73a0e80a233393e053fd1.jpg">Little Yaktsu.</a>Had laid her ivory hand gentle on her old friend. Petting her friends hair, as to calm her down. "It is okay." She said softly, smiling gently. Holding the girl, in her arms. She spoke sweetly as she was in her 6 year old form. Chucking, she looked up at the tree. Her hair blew in the wind. Her tassel, blew in the wind as she held her friend. How she missed the olden days. One couldn't change time. But only making it better. Yakutsu had already forgiven her already. As Yakutsu was older, she had not seen the girl in forever. She could see why she forgot. Why she harden up, since then. <br/><br/>"My dear friend Sunako. Please stop your crying." She said softly. "You don't have to apologize to me. It had been a long time, since we last saw each other." Yakutsu had kept brushing her hand over the girls soft hair. "I promise I would never leave you again. I promise you that." Yakutsu said softly. Her voice was caring. Giving her the caring look, Sunako was given in the market. It was they way she looked, when she card for someone.<br/><br/>Little Yakutsu had turned into Neshita. She had wanted to show who Yakutsu is. But had not known how she would react. But as she turned. Neshita had stood up. "Dear Sunako, I will never..."She faded out of the dream. Leaving "Leave you alone." Echoing in the dream. Neshita kept her invisibility up. Seeing the food gotten cold. She had left the room with the tray. Letting Sunako capability to wake up, once she left the room. Once warming up Sunako's food. She had returned to the room with the tray of warm food and tea. <br/><br/>"Sunako you must eat. You have slept all day." Neshita had said as she had enter the room. She knew her mother had kept Sunako asleep. So that Neshita could make a break though with the girl. Hiyta knew Yaktsu's past. By seeing it, entering into Neshita's mind. Which was an easy task. By just being the demon daughter of Hiyta. But it was the one of the main reason's for accepting Sunako. It was just in time. The Hiyta had learned Neshita's past. <br/><br/>"How are you adjusting?" Neshita asked. Sitting in front of her apprentice. With the same caring look she always carried. Neshita, was always the sweet caring girl. Neshita, had poured the girl a cup of tea. As she had poured the tea. Neshita's hair cascaded down her shoulder. Handing the cup to the girl. Her grey eyes had laid sight of the other's eyes. It had been so long, since she had laid eye's on her friend. She had started to admire, how beautiful she had become. But it was hard to see, what she had done. She left her friends. As her family had done so to. She could see what the dream was about. She knew, she would make up for it. <br/><br/>Looking at the painting in the bedroom. She had then smiled as she had sat herself comfortably. Crossing her legs. She had wanted to break the shell of her friend. But she had to hide her secret. The secret she had, was like walking on the roofs after a long rainfall. Dangerous if not careful.</div></span>