We Will Meet Again

At the memory, her body shook violently, and she trembled. It was her fault. She was the one who got sidetracked and rushed off. It was only a moment's distraction, however — it was enough. Enough for the entire world to come crashing down on her. How come? So many people have died because of her. Whenever she goes on a severe case, people end up dying. Setsura thought it was a coincidence before, but not anymore. This has happened far too many times for it to be a coincidence now.

The older man laid her down, back into the makeshift bed. " You have to rest , dear," he said gently . "You do not have fatal wounds, but you have a head injury. You'll feel nauseous, may throw up a few times.."

A head injury, so that explains the throbbing pain in her head. Her head felt like it was spinning. Opening and closing, her eyes were terrible too. So, she simply  kept it open. She felt so tired, and so drained of strength. Setsura didn't know how to feel about this.

Setsura didn't lay there for long when she hears murmuring outside. "Young lady, can I ask for your name?"

"Kaname Setsura."

"Young lady, your companions. No," the old man's gaze softened. "I believe the accurate word is lover came rushing to find you. We had our people detain him though since he looked suspicious. Please forgive us, but our group is very small ."

"It's okay, can I. "

"Young man, you can come inside."

At that comment, she spots him. He looked even more battered up than her. Ah, did he disobey orders to come to get her? Setsura immediately figured it all out. What an idiot.

" Setsura , my Setsura . Are you okay?"

"Idiot, your..."

He smiled and brushed their forehead against one another. "Mmm, I love you. Don't do this again."

" Alright , I won't," she mumbled. "No matter what they tell me, I won't fall for it. I won't provoke them either."

He laughed, "I knew you did something. They won't go against me that easily," he intertwines their hands. "Don't do that again, without me around, okay?"

" Alright ," her gaze hardened at the blood on his cheeks. "What's this? What were you thinking?"

"I risked my life to come and see you."

"Stupid, do you have to  do that?"

"Yes, yes, I do. I love you so much."

What is he saying during a situation like this for? Does he know how ridiculous he sounds right now? He loves her so much, huh? Love, the word still sounded very foreign in her ears. How does she know he means it? How can she say so for sure that  he is sincere? But, Setsura wrapped her arms around his neck. Only he can make her feel so safe, so wanted and so loved.

So many people have approached her for the past few years. So many people have tried. But , in the end, she never met anybody as sincere as this person.

"Say, this case," Setsura swiftly changed the topic. "A coincidence? I was sent here to aid these people secretly. Since the government can't openly help the guerillas, normally, they'd never take on a request. But, they did this time."

"You're right, it is strange. The only thing I can think of is, they wanted to frame you as joining the guerillas."

"Huh? But this..." Setsura paused when she realized something. "Don't tell me.."

"There is no record that you went on this mission. If any normal police officer saw you, they'd believe you defected sides. Thankfully, it seems like you got thrown aside - so nobody saw you with those people."

So, it was to trap her? How come? "Did my stupid father do something again?"

He nodded, "Yes."

Damn, that old man drags her into his problems all the time. Doesn't he know his daughter is in the police force? Or maybe, he believes it's an excuse to act recklessly? Does that old man think she can cover up for his mistakes, forever?

Setsura sighed, "Let's file a case against my father."

"File a case?"

"We can't counter this case until we file one against him. Besides," Setsura looked down at the injury on her arm. "Why are there drones out here in the desert? High-tech explosions?"

This case isn't this simple. Besides, so many people were out here dying. Setsura thought it made sense for the government to take action this time. That's why she fell for the trap and didn't think it through.

....

Present - Meiji 1895 - Akito's Mansion

When Setsura woke up, she found herself no longer in the office. But back at Akito's mansion, in Akito's room. A deep sigh crossed her lips. Well, it seems like she passed out again. It tends to happen whenever she recalls a memory for too long. Still, that was the 2018 terror case, wasn't it? While she was not exactly acting on the side of the law, helping the guerrillas out. It was an undercover mission. Still, with the way the circ.u.mstances were. Anybody could have twisted the story and said she joined the Guerrillas.

Her gaze fell on the old book on her hands. It was old, even ancient. It was a book written around 200-300 years ago. Despite this, it looked old and battered. It smelled of dust and old age. Setsura loves the smell of it, the feeling of turning these pages.

As she flipped the pages, a few things fell out. Fried poppies and other flowers. So, many colorful flowers fell out. Setsura blinked puzzled when she saw it. Ah? Why are there fresh flowers in this book?

- My Love

Let's go out to eat when I come back.

I hope you wake up and see more beautiful things from now on.

What a fool, if he wants her to wake up to nice things. He should be here right by her side. She has become so selfish. Still, her gaze fell on the ring on her finger. It's so beautiful, this huge diamond. Why did Akito go out of his way to get something so fancy for her? Indeed, she's met nobody like him before.

She suddenly felt a sting and pain in her heart. Her breathing became unsteady, and she felt dizzy. This wasn't the usual panic attack. What's wrong? Why does she get a bad feeling? This feels like a promotion before a massive storm. Looking at the book and flowers alongside the note.

"Akito?" Setsura mumbled.

She rarely believed in the supernatural and stuff like that. However ...she recalls that man's medical method if things like that are still possible nowadays. Then it wouldn't be strange if she could sense there being something wrong with Akito. There has to be a way she ---her thoughts broke off when the doors open, revealing a certain maroon haired man.

"Victor."

"How are you feeling?"

Setsura nodded only to lose her balance. Huh? She was just fine a few moments ago. Victor chuckled and gently laid her down, "You should be good and stay in bed for a bit."

"Do you know where Akito is?"

Victor paused, "He's working."

Working..? "Is he out on the field?" Setsura asked. That bad feeling from earlier… Is it because something happened?

"He is, but rest assured. He should be back soon."

Setsura frowned, "There is no use hiding things from me... "

"You're far too sharp for your own good."