Tadashi walks back to the hotel with a paper bag in hand. Inside it contained a type of biscuit Isabella's mother made for the two. It was a homemade family recipe so Tadashi was glad he'd brought something Aunt Cass could try. Next to him, the younger brother happily stuffed his face with the delicious biscuit.

At the hotel, the two boys walked in and were pulled into a bear hug. "MY BOYS! I was wondering when you'd be back! So....." The short haired brunette sat on the queem sized bed, smiling happily, "...what sites have you seen?"

Hiro smirked and plopped down to lay on the bed, "Oh nothing much, only the fact that Tadashi meet a group of ladies." Tadashi glared at him, rolling his eyes, "They're older than me, though they were nice women." He gave Cass the paper bag.

"Oooh! I smell food!" Cass chimed cheerfully and looked in the bag. Tadashi laughed sitting down at the small round table, proceeding to tell her about the courtyard and meeting the Secretaries of Juilet. Cass smiled warmly, "Seems you two made your own small adventure. It must have been very interesting."

After the small family finished the biscuits, they began to get ready for bed to start another day of vacation tomorrow. Tadashi glances out the small balcony window from the bed and smiles. He doesn't know why, but he's definitely going back tomorrow.

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"I'm quite surprised you came back, Tadashi." Him and Isabella walked down the street toward red mailboxes. Tadashi admired everything around them as he casually shrugged his shoulder, "Well, to be honest, I feel drawn to this whole thing you ladies do. It's very amazing how you help the people."

Isabella smiled warmly while putting letters into the mailbox, "You are a very compassionate young man, Tadashi. I still know you will find love." Tadashi's cheeks flushed a light strawberry color and shakes his head, "I don't think I will, I mean, I don't think I'm ready for a relationship yet."

"You never know, young man. Love can work in mysterious ways and it can come at unexpected times." Tadashi stares at nothing, trying to comprehend what Isabella said but ran to catch up with her.

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A few letters in Tadashi's hands were placed in the basket before he went to the wall to take more down. There was a peaceful silence in the courtyard and Tadashi was glad Hiro had stayed behind with Aunt Cass today. With only seven letters left, Tadashi collected them but he jumped when one taped letter has pulled out a brick.

"Oops." He knelt down in embarrassment to pick up the brick. Right when he went to put it back, something caught his attention. Reaching inside the space, Tadashi's fingers grasped onto thin paper. It was folded and out of curiosity, Tadashi unfolded it to see it was an old letter.

"I didn't go to him, Juilet. I didn't go to Lorenzo. His eyes were so full of trust. I promised him I would meet him, so we could run away together because my parents don't approve. But instead I left him waiting for me, below our tree. Waiting and wondering where I was. I'm in Verona now, I return to London in the morning and I'm so afraid. Please Juliet, tell what I should do. My Heart is breaking and I have no one else to turn to. Love Claire."

Tadashi finished reading and felt bad for this woman who wrote it, especially how long this letter had been here. Taking a deep breath, he felt determined in helping as best as he could.

"I can't leave this unanswered." He got up and smiled warmly, "I have to write to her." Isabella had heard the whole thing and smiled.

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That night, Tadashi started writing and his Aunt smiled at him while laying to get comfortable. Hiro had been knocked out an hour ago, leaving Tadashi in great concentration with his lamp on all night. The pen curved in sync with his mind and his heart.

The next morning with only five hours of sleep, Tadashi had ran out to place his letter in the mailbox. Luckily he left a note for his brother and Aunt that told them he'll be at the home of Juliet's secretaries. Of course it was very entertaining to hear what those lovely woman had to say about some letters.

"Okay, okay, listen what this poor girl writes. Juliet, is there anything worse in this world than a man?" Francesca says.

Donatella speaks up, smiling, "Si! Due!" She held up two fingers as everyone laughed at her humor and Tadashi found it funny as well. Though it didn't last long when there was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me." The young woman pulled off her sunglasses and walked in with a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but..... um....is this the Secretaries of Juliet?"

The group nodded at the (h/c) haired girl as her smile flattered a bit, seeming to almost hold back anger. "That's great, though may I ask~......"

Tadashi felt his blood run cold throughout his body when the young woman gave off a tense vibe at her next words.

"....~Which one of you, wrote this letter to my grandmother, Claire Smith?"