Restaurant

Zane smiled at Tosh. "I'll pay," he offered and called the waiter. "There is something I still need to know from her."

He paid and stood. "Sorry for leaving but I don't want to lose her trail." He smiled again and said good bye.

[out]

Tosh waved at Zane and Amelia as they left, grateful that Zane was able to pay for her dessert. She smiled as she started to eat.

His hair was jet black, his eyes a crimson red. His right arm was automail and he had a scar over his left eye. He approached the waiter with a smile. “Ecuse me, I have a reservation, a one, Bulson.” The waiter checked his list and nodded. “Right this way sir.” He was led to a table were he sat down and ordered.

Tosh looked over at Kotaro, shock apparent on her face. "Kotaro...?" she said as she rushed over and hugged him.

He was shocked as a small girl ran up to him and hugged him. “Excuse me, but do I know you?”

Tosh looked at Kotaro confused but noticed his new features, gasping.

He noticed her reaction. “You must of had me confused with someone else. My name is Bulson, I came from Lior.”

Tosh's eyes went blank. She looked down, hair covering her eyes. He may have not been dead, but he is no longer there. She got up, and turned away. "Sorry to disturb you... Bulson." she said as she shed a tear, walking out the restaurant.

Bulson watched as thee young girl left. His head started to hurt. There was something familiar about her. “Wait!” He ran to her. “Can I get your name?”

Tosh stopped and turned around, surprised that he had asked. "Toshii... but everyone calls me Tosh."

His head started throbbing. He had heard that name. But where? “Tosh....” His head stopped throbbing. He looked at her. “Tosh? Is that you?”

Tosh's eyes widens. "Kotaro...?"

Kotaro walks over to Tosh and hugs her. “Tosh, I dont remember..I... I cant...” Kotaro's tears remain as blood, but the disease had gone.

Tosh felt sorry for Kotaro and hugged him back. "Yes you can. I...I know you can." she said hugging him tighter.

Kotaro couldnt remember anything, not his friends, his past, only Tosh. He let go of her and tried to concentrate, to remember. His head throbbed. Pain surged through his body. He started to spasm, falling to the floor. Only one image came to his mind. The song his mother sang. He passed out a moment later.

"Kotaro!!" she said as she picked him up and ran out the restaurant. She started to run to her house.

Kinai bumps into tosh carrying him as they were going out the door "What happened?"

Tosh stared up at Kinai before saying. "He-He collapsed! I got to go!" She said rushing past Kinai with Kotaro.

He followed her closely behind wondering why he collapsed

Kairo leaves the resteraunt drunk off his mind. When Kairo is drunk he is very nice and concerned. He sees very familiar figures in the distance. He goes to check it out almost falling over with every step. “what is going on here? Oh hi Kurai and Tos.”

Tosh's eyes widens at Kairo. She didn't time for most of this. she continued running away to her house.

[Going to my Old House]

Kairo followed closely behind, concerned for the man she caried.

Will sighed as he entered the resturaunt alone. His stomach growled something fierce, and he really needed to eat, but he hated being alone. His thoughts called out for someone, almost anyone to join him. He'd even pay for it, taking a table for two, waiting to order. He'd gotten used to using just his left arm, luckily.

Zane walked into the restaurant. It's been a while since he went there and he didn't think anyone he knows would be in there either.

He didn't look around but he saw a child alone. It wasn't immediate but he recognized the kid; he was with Resha before at the cafe, if he wasn't mistaken. So without really much thought, he neared the kid.

"You're Will, aren't you?"

Will blinked at the man a couple times. His wish came true, but this man knew his name. Will looked away slightly.

"Depends on who's asking, since im usually addressed as Zergio."

He had no idea who he was, or what he would do, but he waited patiently. He seemed..... familiar, in a way.