We Will Meet Again

*UNEDITED*

The days that followed afterwards felt like a dream to him.

She slowly became more and more open.

Setsura would occasionally tell him that she loved him. Right before they came to see Akito, she said those same words.

Good grief, she's really something isn't she? But like this, things have turned out to be normal around them now.  It's normal, and yet she trembled so much on the way here. Breaking up with Akito must be very painful for her.

….

December XX 1895

A few days had gone by since then. Since Yang cut the thread between her and that person and thus erasing her memories of him once again. This time round though something was different. For one, she was asleep for three days straight and he was beginning to worry. Yet she suddenly woke up and when she did… Yang sensed straight away that there was something different. She seemed a lot more cheerful, as in genuinely cheerful and she wouldn't be day dreaming randomly anymore. When he asked the red head for answers, he merely received a short answer, ''It's because this time round this is of her own will'

Her own will.

Hearing those words still seemed rather odd to Atsuro. Since he had noted that every single decision his  girlfriend has ever made, was for the sake of others and not for herself.

It really is unusual for him.

Although he's truly able to feel the love from her now. Once in awhile he would still get the lurking feeling that something is wrong. No that's no it, that something would go wrong. Ah, maybe he's just over thinking it. He should just accept it without any worries. Since now they can truly be with each other without any interruptions.

But, is this truly okay?

"Yang? Are you okay?" 

Yet, during moments like this her eyes are filled with concern for nobody but him and in her eyes, the person that's reflected is him alone.  The black hair boy doesn't say anything and yet pulls the brunette in to a back of a building and buries his head in her chest. That's right, it's during moments like this where he is the only one that occupies her thoughts and nobody else.

Not Shinji.

Not Akito.

Nor those two.

Just him alone, that's why... "Yang? ....could it be...you want to hold me?"

She's become a lot bolder - and yet she still somehow seems to regain that innocence from the year before.

"Yes, very much, "he murmurs and any sense of control was lost then. As he pulled the girl into a kiss.  

Yang could feel every cell in his body dance in for giving in at last. He might or might not regret it later, but he found out he didn't care anyway when her lips felt so soft and sleek. He moved a hand from her face, and ran his fingers in her soft locks. Yang grabbed the back of her head and tilted her head backwards so he could get closer.

He brought his lips to her earlobe, "Setsura," murmurs. Now that they are together, Yang wanted to do so much more to her. He wanted to completely posses her.

After a short while he drew back from her, " Hehe. Your so red."

"S---hut up. I'll have you know that teasing is very unpleasant," Setsura stammered.

"That so?"

If he can protect her smile for awhile longer.

Then, he does not mind sacrificing anything.

It's easier to say you'll do something for the sake of the one you love rather then the galaxy. To him though, she is his galaxy. The person whom is the most central to his world.

….

Present Year 1895 Meiji

It was fine, that way. It was fine, he repeatedly told himself that. It was a lie, those sweet moments were a lie. But Yang didn't care as long as he could be with her. However, now that he is once again on the verge of losing her. Yang understood this is the consequences of his actions.

"Even though Setsura-chan resolved herself already. It seems you still don't believe her," a familiar voice said.

Yang stopped in his tracks.

Cynthia shook her head and clasped her hands on both his shoulders.

"That girl made her mind up, not because she pities you. But because she really does love you and I'm sure you've heard this a bunch of times already, but the one she loves now is you. No matter how important Akito's presence in her heart is growing - the one she's fighting for now is you."

Cynthia doesn't wait for him to respond and let him go, as she walked down the hallway. Yang slumped on the ground and extended his hand out. The one she's in love with. He had known about it, known about it for the longest of time the feelings she had for him. Back then too during their partnership, he saw how their relationship was slowly changing and thus when the opportunity arose he ran away. Because he didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to admit it - that he too had fallen for her. 

Back then, she always spoke about that person, about the 'senpai' who's mysterious and yet childish. Often when they had breaks she would talk about him and it was during one of those talks where he caught her out, ' Are you perhaps in love with that guy?' She didn't have to respond, her fl.u.s.tered cheeks and her stammering was enough for him to understand that it's impossible.

That's right he confirmed it then; and yet the more time they spent with each other. Yang realised that the girls feelings and her actions towards him had changed. He wanted to embrace her the girl in his arms too, he wanted to be able to hold onto her like Shinji and the other guys did. However he couldn't do it, she will always like that other guy better.

Even now he's still a petty person huh?

But even now he cannot hide it, the feelings for her that grow constantly. Setsura, he will protect her. Even if this relationship is a lie.