'Should have thought about that first.' It's on the tip of his tongue, but before he can say it, he feels the headache start to build. Letting out a small huff of breath, Tatsuo quickly stands.

"If she does, then I'll be there for her."

As the memory starts hammering itself into his head, Tatsuo turns to leave, but he only gets as far as the door before the pain becomes too much. Grabbing the doorframe, he tries to keep from getting knocked to his knees.

The children are gathered in the kitchen, doodling away with crayons and pencils. Yuiko enters the room with a basket of laundry, and Ikuo runs up to her with his drawing. He's so proud as he shows her the drawing he made of her. He doesn't have any particular skill, but she praises him anyway, then goes to look at what the other children are drawing. Tatsuya is off to the side, looking out the front window. When Yuiko asks him if he drew anything, he denies at first, then reluctantly produces an extremely realistic sketch of Yuiko. Ikuo expresses his amazement at how good Tatsuya's drawing is, and the other boy quips that his only looks good because everyone else is terrible. Yuiko reminds them both that everyone is talented in their own way, then gives Tatsuya a kiss on the cheek for having the best drawing. As the other children gather around to tease Tatsuya for getting kissed, Ikuo laughs and calls him sneaky.

It's a happy memory, filled with warmth and love, but each second it takes for the memory to worm its way in leaves him in agony.