'Hobi?!' I looked up at the boy.

'Yes, I'm here. What happened to you? Why are your eyes full of tears?' he spread his arms, which I now fell happily into.

'I'm so glad you're here with me!' I said, crying myself again, then suddenly I remembered something. 'Hobi'

'Yes?' he looked at me curiously.

'Where's the guy in the suit and the car?' I looked around, but I didn't see any of them.

'What are you talking about, Yana?' he looked at me confused.

'What am I talking about? Hobi believes me the man...' I looked around again to see if I had just slipped over him, but there was really nothing there 'It doesn't matter. Can you walk me home? ' I looked at the boy.

'Sure!' he pulled me up happily and we set off together towards my house.

When we got to our house, there were a lot of cars in front of it. What's happening...?

'Are you having a party now, Yana? Why not...' Hobi would have started to joke when a guy in a suit knocked on our door.

'Hobi...' I whispered softly, the boy defensively stepped in front of me.

'Who are you?' he asked measuredly and took out a... WEAPON?!

'Hobi, how long has this been...'

'Now be quiet a little, please.' he said back over his shoulder in a soft voice, all the while not breaking eye contact with his opponent. I nodded.

'Aww, isn't the little boss's deputy pincushion here? Look there!' the man laughed, then with a leisurely movement he also pulled out his gun and fired. Hobi pushed me away with a sudden movement. I fell to the ground. I immediately caught my eyes on my best friend. There's nothing, isn't there... I couldn't even finish my thought, I saw red blood dripping from his leg. I wanted to go there, but he held up his hand.

'I'm fine Yana. Don't worry.' he smiled kindly at me and then turned his head back to his opponent.

'Well, well, well Don't I just see the man with the world's shortest little finger?' he looked at her with a mocking smile. I looked at him with furrowed brows.

'Didn't you come up with a better idea?' I asked with a chuckle.

'No, but I had to say something!' he answered confused. I laughed.

'Hey, how do you know that! And just because it's small is enough for me to be able to use it!' he roared back.

I slowly got up.

'It's still your little finger and not another part of your body, right?' I laughed. My best friend gave me a nasty look. A big bang. A bullet whizzed past my feet.

'Shut up or I'll kill you!' he screamed out of his own accord and started towards me, but another man stopped him.

'Don't do anything unnecessary, we came here to arrange it.' said the man, who I think was a friend of our attacker. He nodded and his friend let him go. He looked up at me. 'Another nice day!' he smiled at us, although there was nothing good about it. The cold shook him faster than he warmed me with happiness. But wait... what did they arrange? Suddenly something hit me. I started running into the house, pushing the guys in suits up.

'Daddy!' I shouted to myself and began to search with my eyes. 'DAD!' I shouted again and just kept searching. I was desperate. 'Where are you Dad?! You're scaring me...' my voice trailed off. I ran from one room to another. Tears welled up in my eyes again. It can't be... No, NO, NOOO! Dad should be home! It must be in the staff room! I ran over there, but the door was already open. Oh yes! He must have been waiting for me! I knew he was here but...