We Will Meet Again

That person isn't as simple as he seems. A member of the mafia, who has to hideout? It seems reasonable, but from what Setsura saw of the mafia society, those people walk about openly. One would think high profile families like Natasha and Chauncey Long would hide. However, those two always stand out. Then again, she recalled the title of that newspaper article. Natasha's family has another identity that protects them from people chasing them.

"Setsura," Yang suddenly entered the room. "Do you like meat?"

"Ah," Setsura's eyes widened when she saw him. What's with this guy, randomly appearing like this. "I like it."

Yang's lips curve to a smile, "Then you're in for a treat during dinner."

"I see."

He walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "I called Akito. It seems like somebody is blocking him from seeing you."

"Is that so?"

"Touma is out of the country. So, it's most likely another person."

Setsura turned to him, "Why don't you help him? You can, right?"

Yang wore a troubled look on his face. "Has anybody told you how insensitive you are? I told you I had feelings for you, and you want me to help your boyfriend so he can take you away."

If he puts it that way, she does seem insensitive. Setsura looked at him, "You know your good looking, have a nice body, intelligent and strong. Your probably my type too."

"And?"

"But somehow I don't think it will work. I do think you're a good guy, but.."

Yang cupped her cheeks, "Insensitive woman."

"I don't know you well…" Like seriously, what's with this guy? How many days have passed since they first met? Does he expect her to take him seriously?

"So, you'll change your mind when we know each other for a month?"

"Wait, a month?" Setsura's eyes widened. "It will take that long?"

"They sent Akito away on a special job, so yes, it will take that long."

A special job? Now of all times? Setsura wanted to inquire about the details. But, maybe it would be best for her to stay put for now. Setsura nodded, and Yang suddenly lifted her off the ground. He carried her over to the bed, "So since you've discovered I'm not a reasonable guy. I can drop the act, can't I?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You saw me earlier, didn't you?"

Setsura bit her lip.

…..

Earlier (2 hours ago)

Setsura woke up hearing a disturbing sound from the room opposite. 'Can't be right?' Setsura thought. Other than herself, there doesn't seem to be many females here. Then again, it's not like there are no females. Yang ensured that the rooms in this area would be empty, though. Hesitantly, she stood up and opened the doorknob.

Setsura glanced around at her surroundings; the halls were quiet. As expected, Yang made those arrangements. Setsura followed the direction of the sound.

She opened the door and entered the room. It wasn't the room opposite. But, the sound was so loud.

Oh, is this place a study? A library? There are so many books here. Now then.. Setsura followed the source; her eyes widened at what she saw. A woman with long green hair tied in a bun, she sat proactively on Yang's lap.

"Yan~ you haven't called on me in a long time."

"Hae-rin," Yang murmured. "I'm not in the mood these days. So get lost."

This was the first time she heard such a cold tone from him. "But Yan, a man like you, has no self-control. Can you hold it in?"

"What a fussy woman," Yang brought his hands to her waist.

Hae-Rin giggled, "Master Yang."

"Hold your voice back."

Setsura immediately covered her mouth. So, Yang is the type to sleep around with his employees? Indeed, he isn't a good person. She could vaguely recall what he said when he first saved her. He insulted her.

….

Present

"I saw," Setsura was never the type to hide things.

"Then, that makes this easier," Yang murmured against her ear. "Setsura, I want you to ----..."

Her eyes widened when she heard his words. What a cruel man, but it seems like she already can't walk away from this person. She reached over and brushed a strand of his hair from his face. "Alright."

A single word, and yet it's filled with conviction.

Yang's eyes widened, and Setsura sighed. "I think you should know. I have a terrible personality."

His lips curve to a smile, "A bad personality?"

"Yes."

"I wouldn't say that. I can handle you just fine."

"You're one of the few," Setsura trailed off, and her fingers darted towards the scar on his shoulders. Because of his tattoos, it was hard to see. However, her eyesight has always been excellent. "This, from a fight? A sword wound?"

"Chauncey Long gave it to me. You know him, right?"

Setsura blinked, "He— you two fought?"

Aren't they members of the mafia, though? Should they not work together, as one society?

"A few years ago, there was a large scale fight between two mafia groups."

A few years ago...a fig- Setsura immediately put the pieces together. It isn't hard to figure out. She figured that there was more to that fight, however...it's not like she had the time to investigate it. "It was your group against the Long family?" Setsura questioned.

"Yeah, the one who hurt that girl. It was me."

He's the one responsible for that? "It wasn't a regular person?"

"That's the story we tell people. But those who were there that day, know it was me."

So, this is the reason why Akito called Yang a traitor. The reason why he wore such a clouded expression. It feels like all the missing pieces of the puzzle are slowly coming together now.

"Why?" Setsura questioned. Surely Yang isn't the type to get an innocent person involved. However, he said he had a split personality. It probably comes out when he is fighting.

"It's exactly what you're thinking. Back then, I didn't consider anybody else. I only thought about defeating Chauncey Long and snatching his fame and prestige from him. Mafia group showdowns aren't uncommon. It happens a lot. Every single group wants to grow stronger; it's the same in the police force too. Though they go through fancy tests, some use underhanded means."

'Like Touma,' Setsura thought. "So, you wanted to weaken the Long family?"

"Yeah," Yang nodded. "The long family aren't as strong as they were before. People don't know this, but the Long family's power has weakened. Otherwise, why would they lower their heads and serve Touma? Yes, the Long family has always severed section one chief of the military police. However they choose their masters. They won't serve just anyone."

"So, the reason why the Long family serves Touma.."

"They need him. Likewise, Touma needs them too. Each side has dirt on each other, and something that will benefit them."

"It seems to me that you're fixed on Chauncey Long."

"Because he hurt the woman I love before."

Setsura blinked; she didn't expect that reply from him. So, this man has somebody he loves?

"It's an old story already. You'll hear about it if you ask Akito."

So, he won't tell her, huh?

She watched as he pulled out a lighter and paused. Yang smokes too, nearly all the men she has met in this era smoke. However, Chauncey and Victor use western lighters. Yang is using an old-fashioned pipe like Akito.