We Will Meet Again

Yeah, he was. Since he checked out the sight before he came here. But it's because he saw that sight. His fingers trailed down to her neck, down to her collar. Her skin looks so gorgeous right now. Yang shook his head, no, not over here.

"Yang, um. .I don't think I got hurt down there."

"Yeah, probably not. But it won't do any harm to check."

"Yang.."

He glanced over at her then, "I honestly don't believe that I'll be able to control myself any longer. But, I really do feel relaxed when I'm around you, that's why can I leave this up to you?" At that comment, she extended her hand out, revealing a silver amulet.

"Take charge of it, controlling me."

"Please change your wording. Do you have any idea what you're doing to my heart?"

Her cheeks turned red in embarrassment, "Oh uh- wait I didn't mean it like that. I don't have any strange perverted fetishes like that, you know."

"You know the fact that you suggested it is."

"No, um — it's not like that, really."

Yang laughed, she's easy to tease. Setsura usually is so calm and collected.

Isn't it? But, his gaze lands on the amulet in her hands. "I went through a lot of trouble getting this for you, should you really return it? I feel hurt."

"I just said something cool there! At least accept it; in fact, you're the only one who can."

Is that really something Setsura should admit herself? But she just said he's the only one. Ah, he will probably regret this. However, right now, Yang extends his hand out to take the amulet. But draws his hand back.

"Yang?"

"Put it on me."

Her gaze softens in understanding as she shifts over and leans forward, their bodies so close together, a sweet scent filled his senses.

Yang sighed, "How did you find out about the meaning behind the bracelet?" He gave it to her on the first day she lost her memories. It was a means of protecting her if he isn't around.

"I was reading the books in your study."

"I see," Yang sighed. "It's true I put this on you, for your own safety."

"But, you're not using it," she carefully ensured the bracelet was put on properly. It was a piece that anybody could wear. For both men and women, yet it still felt a bor strange. "That's why I think it would work better if I put it on you instead."

"So," Yang brushed his lips against her hands, "How do you intend to control me? I must say I am looking forward to this. I want to know what you will do to me."

Setsura rolled her eyes and yet bent down to kiss his cheeks. "For now, I won't tell you."

...

Main Street -

It was supposed to be shopping for groceries. But they often wandered around the other stands and stalls. Strangely busy today. Yang was skeptical when he saw the crowd, what if one of those people show up here? Maybe he is becoming too paranoid. Ever since they left the house, Yang started to feel strange. At first, he thought it was due to the large number of people.

He was never good with crowds or a lot of people. Though nobody would believe him if he said that. In the future, he was famous after all. He was a member of the entertainment industry. If anybody heard his thoughts, they would think he was joking around. Yang shook his head, no use thinking about it here. The Meiji era is different; in this place, those things are useless.

Yang immediately realized. Why does this sort of atmosphere feel as though they are going on a date? He needs to calm down. Cynthia said she would be coming shortly to monitor anyway even though it seems as though the girl came here herself.

You never know when her watchers will show up. The guardian assigned to Setsura. Yang kept a close eye on him, but he has not made his move. Yang didn't understand why, though.

His thoughts broke of when she suddenly appeared in front of him. "What is it?"

"That's no good. You're not paying attention to me at all, Yang, you've never been on a date before, have you?"

"D—date you mean..." Yang looked at her dumbfounded. She mentioned it earlier. But, he thought she changed her mind since she talked about going shopping.

"You can't say no, now that we are in the middle of it, right?"

What sort of trap is this? He really didn't expect this at all. But his gaze darted towards her happy expression; it should be alright for a bit, no? Before he could say a word, Setsura suddenly left his side.

"Wah, the view here is amazing. Uwaa, what is this? It looks like one of those ancient imperial towns," Setsura muttered.

'Ancient imperial towns...she says, this is the Meiji era.' These streets and buildings all look the same to him now. At first, when he came here, Yang showed the same level of enthusiasm, but at some point in his life, that changed.

Yang reaches over and places a hat on the girl's head, "Please wear your hat; it would be troublesome if your pursuers caught us." Or rather, it would be more troublesome if someone from the police society saw them together. So far, there is no sign of them. But being cautious will not harm them.

After all, it's already known amongst the police that they are enemies, to the point that they have divided into sides. Yang doesn't even want to know what sort of mess would occur if they were to be caught. His thoughts broke off when the Setsura suddenly grabbed hold of his hand. Huh? Wa--?

When he saw her lead him to an alleyway, Yang almost got into a defensive stance. But the girl pushed him against the wall and leaned forward. What is she--- Yang spotted who Setsura was hiding from. A man with short blonde hair wearing strange clothing.

"That man keeps following me lately. It seems like even when I'm with you, he doesn't give up," Setsura looked troubled.

Yang froze when he saw the man. He immediately recognized him. Isn't that Cynthia's brother? He's a guardian and following Setsura. He immediately put two and two together and sighed. What sort of coincidence is this?

His gaze darted towards the girl in his arms. She is so close to him. He caught the sweet scent of her perfume. Her body, too, has changed, he can feel her b.r.e.a.s.ts pressed against him. Yang knew that she was changing by the day. But he didn't think that the changes would be so drastic, his heart can't take it.

"Yang?" Setsura muttered. "What's wrong? You seem strange."

"L—let's get going; you don't want to make your team worry do you? We should finish this up quickly," Yang stammered. He seldom stammered or blushed, even around the woman he loves. But, for the first time, he genuinely felt strange.

Setsura blinked and chuckled as she drew back. "I apologize, your heart must be quite a mess now."

This woman, she's so hard to deal with.