<span style="font-style: italic">"Come on...you can do this. You are strong. I know its tough right now but you can do this."</span>Rena reached over to him from her seat giving him a light hug. His hand ripped the car keys from their part in the steering wheel. The echo ringing around inside the car. Uselessly his hands fell from the steering wheel nearly limp with effort. Her head landed on his shoulder for just a second before grabbing her shoe bag, then getting out of the car to grab her dress. Seconds were becoming hours inside his dull head. It seemed so much more real now that he was here.<br/><br/>At last his hand managed to pull together , after having to try and fight with the part of his brain that wanted to just sit there watching the world fade away. The car door swung open , and he managed to step out , and slam the door behind him. He made his way to her relieved when she linked her arms around his. It was comforting in way he had never felt before. But as they headed for the funeral home he saw Oshimi cozen, who was the ultimate head of the gang. However, there were at least five other leaders, him included. The scowl that was permenant on the old man's face was now more like a frown scowl. A black suite with a white rose was the man's get up. Of course there was a butler with him holding his shoulder.<br/><br/>He felt her tug with her arm trying to pull him with her into the funeral home, every once in a while glancing at him supportively. Inside the funeral home the walls were a light tan, with a coat rack to his left, and the check in book at the center of this wide walk in room. Three butler's were waiting for the guests most likely they were there all day. Handing roses to guests as they showed.<span style="font-style: italic">"I'm going to change. I'll be right back. It shouldn't take long." </span>He smiled a nod, allowing her to release her arm from his. She walked away towards the back of the funeral home, and he made his way to the check in boot. Quickly , writing down both their names on the same line.<br/><br/>Then he gave a short nod to Oshimi who was behind him in line, turned , and side stepped to lean against the coat rack as his eyes glanced from person to person. Some he could of sworn he saw at the mall , dressed almost exactly the same. But then that could also be his imagination on the matter.<span style="font-style: italic">"I left the bag in a locker in back."</span>His head snapped from whatever thoughts were running through his head. When he looked at her he saw a woman of such stature , and beauty that it was almost breath taking.<br/><br/>Without missing a beat he kissed her lips muttering about how beautiful she looked, and that guys probably won't be able to keep their eyes off her.<span style="font-style: italic">"It'll be okay..." </span>The whisper was nice, and her arms linked with his as they walked into the room where Jamel's casket sat , gold rimmed, and black. Jamel's body was never going to move, he was never going to joke around with him anymore. The man was dead, just like ripped from this world. Of course it was a closed casket but still his body was never going to move.<br/><br/>His arm ripped from here's and he fell to his knees crying , forgetting about the world around him. Forgot so much that he didn't notice the man that snuck behind Rena grabbing her hand , and forcing them behind her back. Then another man tapped her mouth , and tied her feet. Then they carried her out the back of the funeral home , and forced into the back seat of limo. All the while no one noticed because most people were still chattering in the big walk in room.