We Will Meet Again

*UNEDITED*

There's love? But, Setsura didn't even know what love was. In the first place, that word is very foreign to her. Even after she fell in love with that guy, then Akito - Setsura realized she didn't understand it very well. For her all couples looked the same. They all looked the same - and they all wanted the same thing. Aren't relationsh.i.p.s an excuse to fill the void in people's hearts? After spending so much time with Yang though, Setsura realized it wouldn't be that easy to let him go. If the time comes and they have to break up, could she do it again?

Setsura closed the distance between them and buried her face in his chest. "You want to do it?"

She shook her head.

"Are you upset?" Yang mumbled. "Sorry," he apologized. "I came here without asking you. But, I couldn't bare to leave you be here. Especially with your memories the way it is. It's far too dangerous for you to be here alone Setsura."

"Is it really that dangerous?" Setsura mumbled. Sure it seemed like she had quite the reputation. However, Setsura didn't think much of it. Is there something else she is missing here? Yang isn't the superficial type.

"Are you nervous and scared?"

"What are you talking about?"

Did he actually notice?

Yang sighed, "I'm not good at this... I even got this information from Akito. He said that while you act indifferent, you aren't. You're like any ordinary girl, no you're a lot more fragile than the others."

Ah, so it was Akito. Of course, did she actually expect him to notice? Did she want something different from him?

....

In the end there is a line that you cannot cross.

She knew that from the very start. However she crossed it a long time ago.

Once you go past that line you can no longer go back.

Since she had already crossed it then. Everything else afterwards. All the fights afterwards can already be defined as meaningless. Setsura understood that her returning to the future would cause problems. With her memories in their current state, running into someone would cause more problems. Setsura didn't think she would be this unlucky though. Her harmless sneaking out turned out to be more deadly than she could ever imagine.

Setsura sighed, "It's futile trying to ambush me. But since your at it we can play this game?" It was a half bluff. Her body still felt sluggish - even though Yang helped her already.

That's when a girl with dyed orange hair wearing a grey and white uniform shows up. Setsura couldn't recognize her at all, but she instinctively knew the girl was the leader.

Ah ah, now the ring leader shows up. "Kaname Setsura, today is the day we will finally get our revenge."

At that comment Setsura sighed even more. 'Revenge?' What a futile and pointless thing. It seems like she may have done something to these people before.

That's when she saw them.

The growing crowd of people in different coloured uniforms not just the grey and white ones. " - but it cannot be complete with just you alone. Where are your lackeys?"

Setsura burst into laughter than, her calm composure vanished into thin air.

"What's so funny?"

"I alone am sufficient. Dragging them in to this isn't needed. Besides I am stronger than them Beating me should satisfy your revenge."

The reality is? She does not want to involve the others anymore. Why do they have to carry her burdens? Everybody deserves to live a happy and carefree life. She can't keep dragging others down with her.

"However, today I do not feel the need to fight properly. That's why I'll end this quicker."

The girl brings out a gun, " That's perfect! Fight at full strength".

Setsura's eyes widenrd when she saw the weapon in the girl's hands. She looked around saw the others holding blades. My my this isn't the samurai era anymore. But so it's like that, huh?

"The second you trust the Yakuza. Your life already ceases to be of worth - you cannot go back to being a regular Yankee," Setsura understood one thing when she saw these people. From the start they had weapons, they hid it under their clothes. Judging from their body language and speech - they are street kids. However, once she saw the weapons, that changed. "Is that what you truly desire?"

For a split moment, Setsura thought something changed in the young leader girl. Yet, that change vanished immediately too.

"I don't care. As long as I can take you down, then I'll do even this."

But that would be illogical.

........

Red.

In the end it is all red.

The only other colour that shows up in this black and white world of hers. It has to be red, the colour that only labels blood. She cannot associate this colour with anything else.

She can't see it as anyone using it for anything else.

Setsura collapsed on the ground, yet managed to steady herself somehow. She made her way over to the wall, despite her weak body. She slumped down. Aha, really it's going to end up like this after all.

'Sstsura, you can't hide it anymore.c

It's already long past the point she needs to hide it. That's probably why her gaze lands on her surroundings - the pile of bodies dyed in red. That's probably why they thought they stood a chance. Word has gotten round already. This group definitely won't be the only one. But it's disgraceful, disgraceful for them to do something like this.

Yankees are not supposed to be holding a weapon.

Breaking such a rule.

That meant that even long back then she was already considered not to be a yankee. There isn't a place for her here. Then again, involving herself in the delinquent life disqualifies her from being a police officer.

'Do you think I look like a normal human?'

The answer is no, she doesn't need anyone to reply. From the very start she was not normal. Her mother's incident caused a lot of mental scars. It messed up her life - while she didn't have the happiest of childhood. Setsura was not this depressed and messed up. It was not this painful back then, she didn't feel like suffocating and falling.

When did those nightmares start? The nightmares of her falling from a building? The nightmares of somebody stabbing her the moment she turned her back. She felt very cold and tired. However, Setsura knew she couldn't remain here long. What if the friends of these people come here?

This is very dangerous, staying here like this. But, her body felt very weak. 'This is so strange.' She's never felt this terrible before. For her to feel so awful like this....