Chapter Forty-nine: To the next adventure

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(Y/n) traveled around more for around eleven years. She moved between Japan, France, Italy and America. She refused to go to Egypt for personal Traumatic reasons. But, she was able to see Avdol when he came to visit Polnareff in France and they were able to catch up. She always went to visit Kakyoin when she was in Japan, she would sit on his hospital bed and talk to him, hoping he would hear her in his coma. She would not give up on him. She had to wake him up. She watched her family and friends grow and become good people.

During a trip to Italy, she found her friend, Haruno. He moved there from Japan. She would try to make him smile whenever she saw him after that. She would take him to restaurants and let him try foods until he found what he really liked. She did her best to make his life better. Something about him was familiar.

She went to America to visit her adopted parents and found that Joseph's mind was starting to slip. Something that would have been avoided, had he just used hamon more. This made the little girl angered. So she went to Florida to visit her nephew Jotaro and see his wife and newborn daughter. The little baby girl was so cute. So small and squishy. (Y/n) got to hold the baby girl, Jolyne, after asking Jotaro and his wife if it was okay. Jolyne was just so cute. The pillar girl just wanted to hug her more, but she had to be careful since Jolyne was a baby.
(Y/n) thought Jolyne's little eyes were so pretty. The young pillar was sad when she had to give Jolyne back to her mom. But she was happy that Jotaro had a family. Before she left the happy family the little pillar left a present of butterfly accessories for Jolyne for when she was older. It was time for her to go back to Japan. She would come back to visit Jolyne.

Japan, 1998 December.

Sterile white walls, a solemn reminder. Sounds of the respirator and the heart monitor. Red hair lay long on the pillow that the comatose patient was on. His violet eyes had not opened yet. (Y/n) sat on his bed and watched his face. There was nothing left for her to talk to him about, she had nothing left to say.
The doctors and nurses told her that he had only woken up a total of seven times, only to go back into his coma from the trauma of his condition. It saddened her to see her friend in such a horrid state. If only she had a way to help him. His parents had already come and gone, saying hello to the child that they had grown familiar with over the years.

"Kakyoin, I swear. I'll find a way to save you from this.," the little girl said, "You can wake up again. You can go see everyone. We can do all those things you wanted to do before." His face never changed. Her heart felt like someone had a vice grip on it, it felt so painful. She laid her head on his chest to hear the heartbeat inside. "My only wish for the new year is to find a way to wake you up and restore you.," the little girl said quietly to her friend.
Kakyoin's face was peaceful as he lay there. No pain. No sadness. Just locked inside a world in his mind. (Y/n) wanted to take him out of that world and return him to his family and friends. She got up and said goodbye to him before leaving, "Merry Christmas and a happy new year, Kakyoin."

The little girl walked out into the cold winter air and wrapped the scarf she got from Caesar around her neck while the little coat her father gave her kept her from feeling snow on her skin. The snow crunched under her tiny boots as she walked through the snowy dark night. She was alone in the cold. She was tired and hungry. She wanted to sleep. She wandered through Japan and into a place called 'Morioh'. Snow covered the small city. The little girl watched the flurries fall from the sky as she wandered through this place.
The scents of humans asleep in their beds was faint. She was one of the few things that was awake during this time. Very few humans were up still. A 24/7 store stood on the corner of an alleyway. (Y/n) faintly heard the sound of the ocean in the distance. It was cold, beautiful and peaceful in this winter night. The feeling of loneliness came over the little girl as she did not see her mother's ghost following her anymore. Her red eyes felt heavy.

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