We Will Meet Again

A content sigh, followed by his lips on hers. It made her feel so peaceful, and so warm inside. She feels so stupid; these thoughts are so foolish. Why does she feel so much joy, with a mere kiss like this? With that person, she felt so impatient. It was the fault of the rumors - but a part of her was frustrated. She felt like she wasn't attractive enough to him. There were occasions where he would treat her like a child too. The people surrounding them saw that and interpreted it as her not being attractive enough.

One girl who got turned down by him confronted her and told her. 'He only feels obliged to stay with you because of what happened when you were younger.' Only a few people knew what happened when she was a child. So, when she heard those words. Setsura immediately confronted her. Usually, she would ignore those girls. That guy was average looking, and while he was handsome. There were many other good looking men.

Yet, he was popular - his kindness. It was normal for anybody to fall for him. However, when it came to other girls. He kept a distance between them. That's why she was the brunt of petty jealousy.

"Akito, we can't do this here," she felt his hands tug on her clothing. Her entire body seemed to burn with a single touch from him.

"Sorry, my love. Can I have a little feel? I'll stop."

"A little, you say.."

Akito laughed, "Well, maybe you shouldn't dress up so much around me."

"I didn't dress up. I wore practical clothes so I could run around. You just have unpleasant thoughts."

"Define unpleasant?"

Sometimes Setsura felt like she didn't belong by Akito's side. While people say they are a perfect match appearance-wise. She knew what the people here thought of their relationship.

"So, when are you going to tell me that Touma visited you?" Setsura murmured as his lips made its way on her neck.

Akito bites her lightly, "Did Victor tell you?"

"Sir Long did."

"I see, it wasn't anything."

"He's the enemy, right?" Setsura still didn't understand it very well, though. Is this because of what happened, then? Or is that person actually tied to all the crimes? Akito nodded and she continued. "I doubt you two had a pleasant chat."

"Yeah, I almost killed that bastard."

"Then.."

"But I didn't. It was stupid of me. I had the chance to kill him. We were alone, and there was nobody else around."

Setsura couldn't miss the hate in his voice. So much hate and malice. Akito was right in front of somebody he hates - in front of his enemy. However, he didn't pull the trigger. Akito calls himself a dog, and despicable person. But, he wouldn't shoot still.

"You said you didn't resent my decision," Setsura mumbled. "But, you do, don't you?"

The decision she made then was during the auction. She saw with her own eyes, that Touma man engaging in suspicious activity. But, she kept it to herself until Akito got it out of her.

"I don't," Akito sighed against her lips. "It's a bit complex."

"I don't understand any of this," she mumbled. "You have to make yourself clearer. I'm not as good as reading people as you."

"Sorry."

But, she doesn't want to hear his apology — such complicated emotions. Then again, having these types of emotions isn't bad at all. It makes her feel more human.

She refrained herself from saying the words, 'I thought we were in this together.' In her head it sounded so foolish and naive. Akito hasn't exactly agreed for her to become his partner yet. How can she act conceited and think of herself as his partner? Setsura knew she was getting emotional again and wanted to calm down. But, when she saw the look in his eyes - she knew better than to do so.

"I've always thought that you have illusions about me. I'm not a good guy," Akito murmured against her ear. "I'm not righteous, either."

"I know all that."

She knew of course. Akito isn't a good guy; he isn't like that person. She knew from the moment they met, this person has such a hazard look in his eyes. Would a righteous man actually do something like this when they are in public? The answer is a no. A example of a righteous man would be that person.

He didn't touch her despite not dating for so long. It's not like she's a child. She doesn't believe in protecting her chastity until marriage. While these things have age limits, she understood how it happened naturally between the ages of 16-18.

So, when nothing happened between them during that time. Setsura grew increasingly anxious. Akito, however, didn't waste any time with her. Maybe it's a matter of values? Over here, people don't seem to care much about age differences or anything.

They are in the middle of work; she shouldn't get distracted. "Akito, let's stop for now," Setsura pushes him away from her.

Akito frowned, "So, you don't want to do this?"

"We need to keep an eye out on the culprit. It seems like he isn't movi--ah he's speaking to someone!" Setsura noted that the man was speaking with another person. A person with a cloaked figure, though.

"That's somebody from the Long family."

"Eh?"

"There is no mistake," Akito nodded. "I recognize him."

"Sir Long's relative?" Setsura mumbled.

"No. The Long household compromises of many families. There is the main and side branch. If I recall correctly, this man is a member of the third side family."

"So, there are ranks even in the side branch?"

"Yeah, the Long family are quite traditional."

Still, what are the chances of the notorious killer knowing somebody from the Long family? Chauncey's family are members of the mafia. Now that she thought about it, the term mafia is a western term for Yakuza, right? She wonders what the change of name means. Does it have a special meaning?