Kitatsu sat on top of his apartment building deep in thought. He had come far, but it wasn't like it helped; he would never see his parents again until the day he died. He could not avenge them, he would never get any stronger, his parents murderers were probably long gone anyway. He sobbed, tears falling from his eyes as he lay his head on his knees. 'Why...why me?' he thought, grasping the kunai that lay in his right hand. He held it firmly, thinking about what to do, the bird chirpped in the background and he remembered. He had nothing, no friends, no family. No one to miss him if he was gone...But his parents probably missed him now. He stood up on the edge of his apartment building closing his eyes as he held onto the kunai. "I'm coming mom and dad..." he murmured, putting the blade to his throat and slicing as he fell over the building already dead as he hit the pavement below.