Souta sat on his windowsill, peering out of the window with a certain leather-back book held tightly in his left hand... Dr Heigai's diary.... Souta sighed, looking down at the book. He hadn't opened it yet and every time he was close to, he just couldn't do it. [i]'It's not the right time... I'll wait until after the fight with Ursula... If I'm still alive then I'll read it...'[/i] Souta's eyes drifted back up to the window, watching the moon outside and admiring how peaceful the night looked. [b]"[i]Huuu[/i]... Just one week left, then we're going to finally go home... I hope I'll be strong enough to help the other two"[/b] Lifting up his right fist, Souta looked at it before clenching and unclenching his fist. [b]"I refuse to let anyone die... If someone's going to die, it'll be me. I'm the weakest one after all... We'll get through this, somehow.... I believe in Kazuhiko and Huerona... they will end it"[/b] Souta just sat there and looked at his hand for a moment before standing up and walking over to when he stored Konome's Zanpakuto in his wardrobe. Placing the book behind the sword, Souta slid his wardrobe's door closed before taking a deep breath and smiling. [i]'Just one more week and we can all finally go home! Then I can see my parents again but... I doubt they'd want me still alive at this point, not after everything that's happened... Either way, I'd still like to see them again...'[/i] Walking over to his futon, Souta climbed under the covers and laid his head on the pillow, his eyes slowly closing as he drifted off to sleep.