He looked surprise that someone other then himself wanted to visit his grave. That made him truly happy. that a big happy smile appeared on his face. "I know my father would love for you to come and visit." he said sounding very happy. "I-I'm sorry that i made you force it out. I-I had no idea that you were planning to go there." he tells him sounding shy, but still happy. Then he wonders around the shop to find the flowers he was looking for. He grabbed a small vase that was filled with purple pansy. "T-These were my father's favorite." he told Akihiko with a smile on his face. "I-I think he would like these."

"It's alright." He said smiling and then looked at the flowers Takahiro choose. "They're beautiful. You know he always showed me them I assumed there his favourite but everytime I asked him he just looked at the garedn at said that...ehm well that's not so important ." Akihiko blushed as he remembered what he alwasys told him. 'To me you're the most beautiful flower, Akihiko-sama.' "Please take this then." he added smiling.

He tilt his head to the side and looked curious. Wondering what he was about to say. But when he told him that it wasn't important. He dropped it and nodded his head. "Yes, sir." he said. The goes up to the old lady to pay for the flowers. He paid in cash and and got change. Then he walks up to his maser with a light blush on his cheeks. "S-Sorry to make you wait. Are you ready to go?" he asked.

"It's alright. Let's just go!" He says enthusiastic, politely bows to the shop owner and the walks back to his car unlocking it and carefully lying the flowers on the backsit. Then get in the car himself starting the motor.

Once his master was in the car. He closed the door for him and then went to the other side. Sitting down and closing the door. Placing the vase on his lap.

"I'm glad your happy that we visit your father's grave." He says and then drives back on the street again and straight to the graveyard Kouno-san was lying.

"Yeah. It's always nice to see my father." he said with a smile on his face. "The last time I went there was the day before coming to the manor." he told him. Looking down at the flowers. "I know that-that is strange to me to speak as if he was still here. But I like thinking that he is." he said speaking in a shy voice. "I-I think it's my way of dealing with him passing away. I'm just glad that I won't go visiting alone this time."

He chuckled and said. "I think that is a very nice way of handling it...well I guess everything's better then mine." He drove for some time then pulled in again this time they reached their destination. "So we're here. Let's visit Kouno-san." Akihiko says happy but still a bit worried what his reaction will be when he's standing in front of the grave.

When they arrived. He looked out the window and looked at the many headstones. That sickening feeling was returning to his stomach. It was hard to come here. For it just reminded him that he lost his father to an illness. Hearing him say it was time to visit. He nodded his head and got out. Going to the other side to open the door for his master. Once he was out, he closed the door with one him. With the small vase in the other. "I-I-I show where it is." he said quietly and timidly.

For ir was quite a bit away. They had to long down a long aisles of graves. Go up a flight a stairs, make a left turn, walk down another aisle and under a sakura tree. Was the grave of his father. "W-We're here." he said. Walking up to it and place his flowers at the base of the headstone. "H-Hi fa-father. I-I know I was he-here not to lo-long ago. Bu-But S-Someone is here to-to visit you." he spoke in a whisper like tone. Stepping to the side. So that Akihiko can come up.

Akihiko thanked him for opening his door and got out. He followed Takahiro the quite long way to Kouno-san. Waiting for him to speak to his father first. Then stepping closer to his grave kneeling down and lying the flowers next to the vase. "I'm sorry for not visiting earlier. I hope you forgive me. I'm very glad you send your son to me. I'll take good care of him." I whisper to the grave my hands folded.