It was almost midnight, and Jinsuina Datenshi had decided to take a walk, savoring every last bity of humanity she had left. SHe smiled at the thought of being herself, and stopped.

Maikeru was walking in the streets tonight he'd just returned from the junk yard with various parts for his latest project. Accidentally he walked into jinuina dropping some of them. "Oh I'm sorry!" he said trying to pick up his things.

Tenshi bent down and started to help him. " It's okay. What were you doing, anyways?"

"Collecting parts. I'm a scavenger of sorts." he with replied a friend disposition making sure the parts would fall over again.

Tenshi smiled and took some of the parts from him "Here, let me help."
" My name is Jinsuina Datenshi. You can call me Tenshi if you like. What's yours?" She said with an amgelic voice.

"My name is maikeru akami II." he said with enthusiasim as he focused on not dropping the parts again. "It's nice to meet you tenshi. Thank you for the help."

" Don't worry, Maikeru! I was glad to help" She said with a smile. He may be a new friend that I can trust.

"What are you doing out here anyway?" he asked curiously with a arched eyebrow.

" I was walking after going to the cementery to visit Yuki." she sid with a sad look on her face. She missed Yuki very much.

"Who's yuki? Oh if I may ask I wouldn't want you to feel like your obligated to answer." he said with a friendly smile. "Let's walk I work at a garage up this street."

''It's okay, Mikaeru. Yuki was like an older sister to me. She was killed by Kira. She took care of me when my father...." Tenshi let her bangs cover her face when she remembered those dark memories.

"It's okay if you don't want to go any further with your story." he said interjecting her thoughts briefly. "I wouldn't want to pry to much after all I am still a stranger to you."

"You are not so much a stranger, though. I consider you a friend. I have never had one before, though. Dad said I didn't deserve one." It was true. Her father said she didn't deserve anything, especially a friend. "It's just that I don't like to remember. But one day, I will make sure to tell you. Promise."She said. ANd it was true, one day when she was ready, she would tell him.

"Father's can be pretty cruel." he said finding his garage and stopping in front of it though from the looks of things it was broken down and the doors weren't open. "That's weird. People are usually here working they must have all gone for lunch." he pouted upset that his workers had abandoned him.

" If you want, I can stay here until they come back.. I have nothing to do." She said. After all, she had no family. "Yeah, but my father was even worse than cruel. If he was alive, he would have still held me responsible for mother's death"