We Will Meet Again

*UNEDITED*

"It's understandable, I apologize. I didn't realize it was this bad," Chauncey muttered.

Setsura laughed when she hears those words. Indeed Chauncey Long is certainly different from all the others. Then again, it's not like she ever bothered learning about him properly. From now on though, that will change. She wants to gradually learn more about this person.

....

A few hours later - Theatre building -

She wants to keep on reaching for better heights, even further than before. How strange this sort of feeling, pound pound, her heart is pounding loudly. It's resonating. She wonders what sort of colour she's emitting now. It's strange but she hasn't been thinking about it recently. After that episode, Setsura found it hard to believe they would accept her back. But strangely enough they did.

The people working in this theater group are very good people. They don't get paid much, but anyone can tell that they

Once she finished, somebody tossed a towel on her head, " Your going to catch a cold, why did there have to be rain effects?" Chauncey shook his head disapprovingly, while he helped dry her hair.

"Aha. I thought it would look like stars so I requested it."

"Hmm, your right. It was pretty impressive."

"Ehh? That's it?" Setsura pouted. "Stingy, you can't compliment people."

"Believe it or not, this is my best compliment," Chauncey trails of and suddenly removed the towel from her, "You have a visitor."

Visitor?

Setsura glanced over at what Chauncey was pointing to and spotted red coloured hair wearing a cloak over his garments. Her violet eyes brightened, "Yang," she immediately rushed over but almost lost her footing.

"Easy."

"You should just admit that she's clumsy."

Setsura whipped her head and turned to the guard, "You just like bullying people," ger conversation fell cut short though, when she felt a sudden chill from her body. Yang closed the remaining distance between them and embraced her. Could it be…"Chauncey, I'm shortly taking a break. I'm sorry but could you possibly fill in for me?"

"As you wish."

With a nod, she lead the red blonde haired boy out back. The second she does so his face broke into sweat. He is sweating uncontrollably and yet his body temperature is cold.

Yang…exactly where has he been these past few days? Although he was right there beside her when she woke up when she next woke up he was gone. Not only that he hasn't been showing up to breakfast, since she works till late she's never around in dinner. But according to the other two, he's not around there either.

"What have you been doing?"

Yang didn't reply to her

He's not even going to tell her huh? Or maybe he doesn't have the strength to do so. Setsura placed her hand on his face, "Yang…"she murmurs softly. The red haired man responded by pulling her into a deep embrace, his arms wrapped firmly around her. "Should I use my power? Your really cold."

Setsura didn't like using it. It made her feel abnormal.

"Just stay here like this with me. Please."

His voice that is usually bright and teasing her is no where to be seen. Instead, all that's left is a trail of coldness. A feeling that she cannot even comprehend. So weak, he's so pale all of a sudden. The strength that usually occupied his eyes is gone. "Yes," she mumbled.

Even though she's been having a lot of fun recently. He's been suffering. Setsura closed her eyes, if there's something she can do to ease his pain a little bit then she will. She felt his hands interwine with her own, heavy and hungry lips were on her neck.

"Yang..."

She shot a troubled look in Chauncey's direction, and mumbled 'go.' It would be troublesome if he saw how Yang treated her like a brute most of the time. Chauncey hesitated for some reason but eventually left the room. Almost like something possessed him, the moment Chauncey left the room Yang pinned her down onto the ground. She hit her head along the way and it hurt. But, Setsura knew Yang wouldn't let her check. Right now, nobody can control this man's emotions.

A faint scent of perfume all over his body and unfamiliar marks. She wants to ask him, since that day - did he continue cheating on her? Does Yang really want her to hate him? Does he want her to break up with him? Surely he understands if he keeps doing this, she will do that. But, Setsura recalled how he acted the moment he saw her.

Yang tugged away the last of her clothes, and she felt the chill of the cold ground. "Setsura, you're gorgeous."

"..."

These words no longer make her feel anything, did it make her feel happy before? She isn't sure? "Setsura, hey don't get distracted. Look at me."

She turned to look at him, 'he's very drunk...' She could tell from one glance alone. But then again, he's always looked at her with such eyes. Yang brought his lips to her legs and started to suck. The contact made her feel so strange, and she felt her body raise slightly.

"Yang," Setsura mumbled.

"Mmm, what? Have a request."

A request? For a moment Setsura thought he was being serious when she realized what he meant. So she kept her mouth shut, and realized that this was a bad idea too. She didn't talk but strange sounds escaped her lips.

"What's with that voice...? Are you feeling it since I'm doing it forcefully? You really are lewd."

"I-I'm not...lewd..."she managed to say, through heavy panting.

"Then explain this? Nnghh..." Yang moved upwards, and she flinched.

"Ah...Aah..."

"Haah...So sweet...Your sweating all over ...This wouldn't happen if you weren't feeling it, right? Admit it. Admit that you're so shameful to the point you're helpless."

His words are so cruel and yet, Setsura knows very well that he isn't this kind of person. "If you admit it, I'll be a bit more gentle," his tone almost seemed kind then.

Almost - if it wasn't for the fact he was treating her like well 'just like any other girl.' Any other girl huh? Setsura always thought that's what all guys wanted whenever they confessed. But, then she learned that there are many guys who think differently. Guys who actually want to treasure the ones they love. Yang was very unreasonable and blunt from the start. Yet, he told her directly that he loved her.

That blunt honesty, she quite likes it. She relaxed a little when she thought of that. Think of those times. When they first went out, he wasn't exactly gentle with her. But he at least hesitated before, to touch her that is. Now things have changed - yet Setsura never pushed him away. Why does she let him do these degrading things to her?

Is it because of her feelings? She knew it was nothing grand like that.