We Will Meet Again

*UNEDITED*

"I didn't think this would worry you so much," Setsura trailed off. "Whenever you loose your calm like this, it makes me want to tease you?"

What kind of nonsense is she saying now. Then again, this isn't the first time she did something like this. He has to calm down, Setsura is clearly messing with him right now.

"You smell different," Yang trailed off, trying to change the topic. Why is Setsura shaking so much? Yang thought it was something he did, however watching her now. "Something happened to you didn't it?"

It wasn't a question but a statement. The calm composure Setsura had earlier had completely vanished. Yang saw the smallest drop of tears beginning to fall from her eyes. "Setsura, what's wrong? What happened?"

Setsura flung her arms around him and sobbed at his chest. Just a few moments ago, the girl was very confident. So Yang didn't know how to react. He was very shocked and for a few minutes remained frozen. It was only when he felt her hands take his did Yang reacted. He used his free hand to stroke the girls hair. Yang picked her up and placed her on her bed. Her hands clutched around him tightly.

It took Setsura quite some time before she calmed down. But when she did, Yang noted that Setsura immediately put a distance between them. Yang reached over and wiped her tears away but she shook her head. He's useless whenever she cries. He can't do anything when that happens.

Still, why is he so surprised by all of this? After all that has happened. She deserves it doesn't she? The right to cry, and tell people that she is in pain.

Setsura laughs lightly. "I'm sorry about this, showing such a embarrassing side of myself like this."

He shook his head, "I don't mind."

Quite some time had passed since they were last left alone together and yet for him, it really does feel as though that much time hasn't passed by. "Did something happen?"

If that bastard did anything to her then he's going to get it from him. Yang has turned a blind eye to their little meetings. But if Akito did anything to her than he would..

Just as he thought that he felt her gentle hands brush against his face, "Yang, your cold," she murmurs.

"Yeah, that's not unusual for me."

"I see..and yet those people are so very warm. Almost like that person." As Setsura spoke the Yang sensed the loneliness that filled the girls voice. One don't have to be a genius to figure out who that person is. So, even without any proper memories, he stands no chance, huh?

"Are you lonely Setsura?"

"How can I be?" Setsura laughed, "When I have you. I cannot be more blessed than I am now."

And yet if she is so blessed, if she is really are so happy. Then how come she is pulling such a expression? He reached over and pushed the girl down. He had no intention of doing anything to her, how can he? When it's clearly obvious whom she belongs to now. He won't do anything.

He won't do anything. Even though Setsura is so close to him right now. Even though he could probably devour her and claim her for himself right now. He's hungry, it's painful and suffocating tightly in his chest. This girl even now is the one he loves the most and yet, he cannot touch her. He cannot touch her even though she is so close to him like this.

"He left you," Yang murmurs, it was harsh of him to say it directly and yet it's the undeniable fact. "He could have stayed with you. Even if his powers were going out of control. You could have done something about it. You and him, even then were truly foolish and yet didn't you notice? Nobody could get near you two not because of your strength, but because the love between you two was real. Yet Akito left you even when he could have stayed. That guy, how could you forgive him? In the end he inflicted a painful memory on you."

When he heard the full story from Cynthia. Yang couldn't help but get mad. What is that guy thinking? Even if Setsura didn't break up with him, he would have done so eventually.

He could only imagine the amount of anguish and pain she felt. " That is true. For me it would have been a lot easier if I disliked that person. And yet it couldn't happen, I could never hate him. I love him, even now. I'm sure you understands that too, no matter what I do I'll always be connected to Akito. But that doesn't mean i won't embrace the present. I want to live with you."

Yang's eyes widened those words.

However, pulled away from her and she sat up. She really is something else. He reached over and tapped the girls forehead lightly, " Your still a kid."

Setsura however suddenly pushed him down. "I don't like it when you treat me like a kid."

"Really? Then show me your not a child."

"Yang, I can't love you the way you want me too," Setsura brought her lips to his neck. "This isn't love is it?"

"No, it is. It's fine, Setsura," Yang muttered. He doesn't mind, Yang felt her undo his robes. "Setsura..."

"I'm not a child, don't treat me as one... You.. You've always underestimated me, I've always hated that about you."

Yeah, he knows. But, Yang didn't look down on her.

.....

Yang sat up and took something out of his bag. Setsura who he covered with the blanket moments ago, asked. "Did you need something?"

"It's about this."

"A CD? . . no this isn't just any CD."

"It's an album about a relatively unknown band. I had no knowledge of them, and at first I wasn't interested in them at all. Until I fell in love with the girl on the CD cover." He said handing her the CD. Yang took out the cigarette and lighter from the side.

"How stupid," she murmurs.

"Yeah, it's stupid. I would look at it everyday. And the girl I talked about that day, looked a lot like this girl. However, Setsura this is you isn't it?"

Setsura sighed, "Really stupid. But yes this was me. It was something I did against my will though. More like I was trying to impress my father then. I wanted him to acknowledge me, my hard work and effort. However," the girl trailed off and laughed. "It was futile. From the very beginning, he had no intention of acknowledging me. Yang, I don't want you to blame yourself anymore for what happened then."

"You remember?" Yang took a long drag of his cigarette. "Your memories return in strange intervals. Maybe you should start writing this all down."

"I guess that would be a better idea."

Yang hesitated but he walked over to the drawers. He took something out, it was a small parcel. Setsura peeked over his shoulder startling him, "Is that for me?"

"Hey, stay in bed..."

She still isn't wearing any proper clothing..