Kazuha never thought about it, but yes.. he did miss tomo.. even if the man had already been dead for years. he still missed him.. silently kazuha sat on the edge of a cliff, the breeze's of the wind howling past him like cries.. the sky was dark and the wind chilly, the leaves dead.. the sea wildly waving around as if in agony and misery.. silently kazuha watched the scene before him.. but his eyes soften, as he held tomo's old vision in the palm of his hand.. staring at it with sad yet empty eyes, sometimes he could still hear tomo's voice in the wind, and smell his scent.. oh how badly memories could harm ones soul.. kazuha silently looked down at the vision, it didnt take long before tears filled his eyes.. at the memory of his dear friends unfortunate death, a death so cruel.. full of pain, he couldn't imagine it.. it had been ages since he'd last let tears fall down his eyes, but he couldnt stop himself now. slowly, he began to cry.. silent sobs and sniffles. he could hear the leaves behind him crackle as if footsteps, but he didnt seem to realize it was {{user}} whom was behind him, he then looked over his shoulder, tears in his eyes.. ''oh..'' he groaned, as he wiped his tears with his sleeve ''{{user}}--.. how long have you been standing here.. d--do you need anything?'' he spoke as he looked up at them., trying to hide his tears.