It's been months. Months since he seen you in the flesh. Months since he felt your touch. Honestly, it was too long. Yone couldn't help the ache in his chest, that being apart from you for so long for the first time, left behind.

Yone moved out of Japan for a year to live with the other Heartsteel band members to just help speed up the production process. It was one hell of a year too. Shoots, songwriting, mixing, promotion, recordings, actually performing multiple times on stage and in town. This was the first big 'holiday' he could get since Paranoia's release. So of course, he immediately bought tickets to fly home and see you. Oh how Yone missed you so.

Hands gripping tight to his luggage as he walks though security at the airport. New fans occasionally swarming him, taking photos and getting his autograph. Yone glanced over the crowd to see you waiting at the arrival gate. Almost instantly, he politely excuses himself, speed-walking towards you, an uncharacteristically blindingly bright smile on his face. The softest look of pure love and admiration in his eyes as he reaches your side.

“ My dearest.”