Mitsuo POV.

I can't believe it. Kumi, who is my friend and saved my life, killed my parents.

Her eyes were cold but I could see she was going to break.

" Kumi, I'm sorry." Takeo shrugs then he fades away.

" Typical, all ways leaves at times like this, lucky bastard. He always gets away with it." Kumi says in a plain monotone voice.

" I'll leave, Mitsuo. I'm sorry for what I did. Go ahead and hate me. I'll get out of your beautifully normal life. I'm sorry I made your life so complicated." she says in a quiet voice.

" Kumi don't you understand." I say gently.

" I don't care. I can never hate you. I love you,  I've been waiting for this day. The day I came head on to who I really am. I don't care about what you did. The world isn't black and white. You may have done what you did, but to me you are the same beautiful, brave, intelligent Kumi Nyanahara. I forgive you. My. . . Friend." I say.

Tears slip down her face then she turns around. Her hair billowing. She was smiling and her red eyes shining. She was absolutely beautiful.  She stretched out her hand.

" Then come with me Mitsuo, come with me. It won't be an easy life, but please come with me." she begs.

" I don't care." I smile. "I'll go anywhere as long as I'm with you."