We Will Meet Again

After what happened, Setsura thought they would get into trouble. However, instead, they were welcomed back with a grand feast. She didn't know what Akito did, in that time they weren't together. But the officers attitude quickly shifted. For the past few hours, she has dealt with the officers trying to get on her good side. Eventually, Setsura found a chance to slip away and returned to her room to sleep. However, Setsura felt restless.

As she slipped out of bed and slipped her door open, as she found herself sitting out on the decking with a book in her hands. Her gaze briefly caught a glimpse of yellow flowers in the yard, and she sighs deeply, "It's about time, huh?"

Eventually, she will no longer be able to hide it from that person.

When he finds out, she wonders exactly how he will react. No, she doesn't have to wonder, it's always been obvious after all. The relationship between the two of them is something everyone around them has always been curious about them. They can't simply be called friends, but they weren't lovers either; there has always been something much more. But the cause of that bond in the first place has always been over something superficial. Because we're both the same, constantly losing people that are important to them. It was as simple as that.

"What is a pretty lady doing out here all by herself?"

A deep sigh escaped her lips, "Stop making fun of people."

"Haha, sorry sorry." Akito stepped forward, and he took a seat beside her. 'Speak of the devil.' Setsura thought. Why did he come all the way out here? Shouldn't he be entertaining the others? Or maybe he decided to leave because it was boring? Still, now that he is here. Setsura felt nervous.

How much longer does she intend to deceive him? To conceal the truth to him, about the situation. She feels his gaze on hers, and for a while, she left it be until he shifted closer to her. "How long are you going to look? If you have nothing else to say, go over there."

Setsura felt very uncomfortable. Akito treats her with such kindness. But he doesn't know the truth about her; she is deceiving him. If Akito found out that she was somebody from the future, would he still treat her the same?

"Setsura, did something happen?"

"What are you talking about? It's nothing, nothing has happened," Setsura regretted her words immediately. Why does she have to act so stubborn for?

"Really?"

"Yep."

She ensured that she was still facing away from him so that he could not see the look in her eyes. The second they make eye contact he will realize it right away after all. He's always been that kind of person. "Hmm, is your friend sleeping?"

Setsura nodded, "…It seemed like she was restless. Her powers are starting to show, and she's getting strange visions." she murmured. Although Jina had not told her the details, Setsura could tell. It's exactly like Oslo said, she's become more sensitive to these things.

"That's not uncommon. Powers being inherited isn't unusual."

Normal, huh, then what does that make her? A regular person with no powers at all, but can sense these things.

Feeling his fingers brush across her eyes. Her violet orbs went wide at the sudden contact, "Akito…"

"They're salty," Akito murmurs, as he licked the tears away. Such a action should have made her flinch or back away and yet; this person has always been important.

"…Their tears, after all."

"Do you miss him that much?"

Ah, he finally asked her. Even though he's casually been remaining by her side since then. Ever since then, the one that has been supporting her the most is this person. "You're only just asking now; your pretty slow aren't you?"

Akito smiled bitterly, "Haha, sorry, sorry."

"An apology like that barely cuts it."

"Then, I'm sure this can count as an apology." Before she knew it, she was pulled into his arms, a familiar scent and wave of relief seemed to wash over her, yet it wasn't enough. The only one who can make her feel calm, the only one that can settle the darkness in her heart is indeed that person. "You can still go back."

At that comment, her eyes widened, he knew? Did he know all along? So earlier in the clock tower, so that's how it was. A deep sigh escaped her lips, 'How frustrating,' Setsura thought. The entire time she was having a mental breakdown, he knew the reason why. She kept brushing it off as being homesick, but Akito must have sensed something was wrong.

Oslo knew this too right? The entire time she felt so guilty about it. He should have told her and yet even if he does know. Nothing has changed.

Ah, she's sick of it all. She's already so very tired.

How many more separations does she have to go through? It's already enough.

"Please make me forget...."

"Alright."

Setsura bit her lower lip and averted her gaze. Setsura knew she should draw away and once again make it clear that she wanted nothing to do with him in that manner, but she couldn't find the strength. Amito touch was strangely comforting. She felt so drained; she wanted to forget about everything. She wants to... Her sentence fell short when she felt Akito gently lift her chin up. He wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her closer.

He gently grazed their lips against each other, carefully caressing them. Setsura understood that he was trying to make her get used to the taste of his mouth. Gradually, he applied more pressure until he pried open her mouth. Despite this abrupt kiss, there was something almost gentle about it. 'All men want is s.e.x,' she wonders who was it that told her that? She wonders if Akito is the same. If she told him that this was all they could do, then would he get angry at her?

Either way, right now he was kissing her with so much gentleness, that she couldn't resist. She slipped her hands onto his chest and buried her fingers through the thin fabric of his clothes.

Setsura forgot how it felt to kiss another person, 'My head is going fuzzy,' Setsura thought. So men living in these time periods really do have good techniques. People in the modern-day often joked about the intimate things in old Japanese era. But they probably had no idea, that even a simple kiss would leave them breathless.

"Setsura," Akito murmured, "You're making this difficult," Setsura could tell how heavy his breathing was. His hands slipped onto her clothing and her eyes widened, once again - her memories flashed through her head.

' I want you to be happy. You already have loads of people who can do just that job alone. But I believe that there is at least two that already has a degree of importance to you?'

' I don't want anyone else. I want you to stay with me.'

She couldn't. She spread out her fingers and pushed him away with such strength that she did not know was even possible.

Aki smiles, " I see, that's better."

Setsura averts her gaze cheeks still fl.u.s.tered. While she did not harbor any romantic feelings for him, it did not mean she couldn't be embarrassed. " .... you're terrible. Putting me on the spot like that."

"Aha, indeed that's true. But its high time you realize it," he trails off and reaches over to pull her into his embrace again. " High time, you realize that you aren't alone. That there will always be a place for you to return to. Even if the one you most desire isn't here, even if he isn't here - that doesn't mean you have to be alone. Setsura, do you understand?"

"I understand," Setsura said softly, "But I'm very afraid."

She's afraid of the future, even if she were to return to her time...If she were to return - things would not be like it seemed.

"You, really need a woman. I could tell how pent up you were," Setsura mumbled.

Akito laughed, "Sorry, I got lost in the moment there."

'Lost in the moment?' Would he do that with any other women he kisses? Setsura deeply sighed, well forget it. It's not like he's taking it seriously, that's a good thing for her.