In the next few months Kuro had found a new apartment in a better neighborhood, specifically the kind of building with buzzers. Last thing he wanted was a repeat. The police never found the man and getting over the loss of the baby was tough but they were trying and doing better. Kuro kept his eye peeled always looking for the man, his hatred for him always there, though burrowed when around Kiaera. It was Saturday as he opened his eye and looked at her, smiling at her sleeping form. Their relationship never went past kissing but there was no problem sleeping in the same bed.