{I'll try to make this one longer.XD} Kaze and Hiro walked on the bloody battlefield, waiting for the seguinte fight thats sure to come tomorrow. Siting por a fire, Hiro tells a story about the Japão before the never ending war. "Was there really things called mangá and anime?!" Kaze, even when hes 16, still can't believe half the stories his father tells him. "Well thats what my brother told me." Hiro put another log on the fire. "What do you say we make something to eat and go to bed?" Kaze looked at his father. He never sounded this calm before. Is it really his father?Yes, it is. As far as Kaze...
