We Will Meet Again

In the end, she never got round to asking him about the case. According to the files he gave her when they returned home yesterday. The other survivors started to speak up. Some of their statements, however, contradicted one another's. Some of them were far too calm; others were restless. It was hard for her, however, to judge the state of their emotions based on mere statements. Akito said that once things have settled down, he would bring her to see the other witnesses. But, she knew it wouldn't be that simple anymore.

The military police are watching over this case very carefully now. They won't let just anybody interview the witnesses now. Still, with Akito's connection, it'll probably be fine. It made her feel bad that she had to rely on Akito's power. However, with the circ.u.mstances the way they are now. She cannot be picky.

Guess it can't be helped; he was in such a strange state that even if he explained it, she probably wouldn't have understood. Police officers are human too, yeah she understood that factor full well, which is why she always got pissed off with those people who insult them. The police have always left a negative impression in public. There are those who no longer believe in the police sense of justice anymore. So many conflicting opinions here. But, she understands there unease and fears.

So many murders are happening left and right. So many incidents and they have yet to solve a single case. Something similar was occurring in the future too. None stop deaths and a murder roaming the streets. Now that she slowly recalled everything. Setsura wondered if it were a coincidence or not. The amount of deaths and cases occurring here, does it mirror the ones occurring in the future?

It was a passing thought and sounds ridiculous. Yet she wants to make sure.

A deep sigh escaped. She is becoming too involved now. Her gaze lands on the window, this warm orange hue sky. Yeah, it's familiar, and yet it's a completely different sky than the one before. She wonders how they're doing, are they all well?

She shuts her eyes and let the fresh gust of wind blow against her cheek, yeah she really finds herself wondering about their well being too often now.

Once she returned to her place, Setsura noted how unusually quiet it was. That's strange, did everyone go out? She crossed the room and opened the door to the lounge, to see loads of papers scattered everywhere and an exhausted-looking bunch of people. Victor aside, Natasha and Lyra were here too.

How strange of everyone to fall asleep here. Well, it's not unusual for Victor but even the other two. Work must be piling up for them. Natasha as the mafia head daughter, lately her activities is increasing. She saw less of the girl these days. Whenever Setsura saw her, the girl would rush about or in the middle of an investigation.

Setsura made her way over to the desk and began to clear things up when she noticed the contents on the doc.u.ments. Huh? Isn't this...the list of Mafia organizations? Why would they have...

Unless there are carefully investigating now? She lets out a massive sigh, really these guys. They don't have to do that much for her sake. Only three then the other one is probably, she shuts the door quietly after placing blankets on all three of them. As she makes her way down the hallway, she spots blonde hair by the same place as before.

Bingo, he's here after all.

Setsura made her way over and spotted a sheet of paper beside him. This is the registry from last year, indeed, as well as another sheet that read new freshman cops. Did he figure it out already? Then again, Katakura is a guardian. He has access to information that she doesn't have.

Guess it can't be helped. The fact that he helped her like this was already surprising enough.

Even so, she leaned over and placed her hand on his face. She slowly moved his bangs away. "You're really too much of a fool Katakura, this is why I made sure to make you guys forget in the first place. The reason why I," she whispers.

She chuckles, luckily the walls can't talk.

Otherwise, she would be in trouble.

Setsura backed away and picked up the phone on the side. 

"Hello? Who's this?"

"Eh, how cruel? It's only been a few months, and you've forgotten my voice already."

There was a shuffling on the other end as if the other person just checked the caller ID and dropped whatever he was doing in the process. " Remember now?"

"Setsura."

"Bingo correct answer."

The voice on the other end of the line sighs. "You like to tease people, as usual, I see. But I wasn't expecting you to call me first."

Setsura plays with a strand of her hair, "Indeed me neither. However, it seems like that's just how things are now," her gaze flickered on to the midnight blue skies, " Say Izu, did Sir Long call in and ask for a copy of the new student rooster?"

The person on the other end of the line is Izu, Akito's mysterious superior. All she had to do was bring it up to Katakura and bingo. He told her. It seems like this was one of the things that were okay for her to ask.

"No, it wasn't him. The one who processed the request was Lyra, so the chances are Natasha is the one who called?"

So it was Natasha was here, huh? That explains this feeling in the mansion. Her case still truly isn't resolved. Still, it reassured her. Akito brought people here to the mansion. Even Katakura is here, though Setsura knew Akito hadn't seen him yet. Akito is very good at dodging people he wants to avoid. It makes her think, would he react this way if they fought with one another? Or would he treat her like usual, but slightly awkward?

"Hmm, I see."

"Your not getting yourself involved in something strange there are you?" Izu asked.

She raised her eyebrows at his words.

Strange strange, if he calls the involvement with the mafia strange, then yeah. But there's no way she's telling him that. He will only worry unnecessarily. Then again, for a while, now Setsura suspected it. The reason why Akito approached her.

Setsura laughs, " What kind of mess can I get myself in another time?"

"You always find a way. But actually, it's perfect timing you called. There's something I want to discuss with you," Izu started, his tone suddenly serious. "But first, wait... You with your memories."

A deep sigh escaped her lips. "You didn't do it?"

"It wasn't me."

"Then, I can only think that somebody wants to interfere with my mission," she mumbled. The main culprit is that Touma guy. She only briefly met him at the auction. There was that time at the clock tower too.

"Setsura-chan, why aren't you asking questions? I appeared in your time, and yet I'm here now..."

That's right, Izu is somebody she met in the future. At first, when she thought he was Akito's superior. She didn't know what to think. Why? That question indeed appeared in her head.

"Well, with everything happening. The abnormal seems normal to me now."