We Will Meet Again

*UNEDITED*

It was difficult to make anything out due to the explosion. However, the person who quickly descended during that explosion remained in her eyes. He moved quickly and guarded her from the blast. Setsura didn't say thank you, there was no need as they stood back to back. It's not the same with Yang, nor was it the same with Akito. Fighting alongside one another.

The bomb didn't hit her, since Yang shielded her. However, she felt like something struck her from the back. Setsura briefly turned to look and saw some people hiding on the rooftop. A deep sixth escaped her lips, 'they aren't playing fair..'

They already had that honest talk, and yet her heart felt hollow. There is still something missing, Setsura understood that better than anybody. Maybe even Yang could tell.

From the very start she was not a perfect citizen. Even when she became a member of the police force, there were many rules she couldn't follow because of her ideals and beliefs.

When they introduced the system, Setsura knew it was a bad idea. However, what the people needed at the time was a system that would make the decisions for them. A system who would judge who is good and who is had. The people who opted for such a thing are those who already gave up trying to find something for themselves. Those who lost everything and had nothing.

It was too late for her, she already had a taste of real emotion, real experiences and real relationsh.i.p.s. Blindly following the rules of the system meant artificial happiness. How could she throw something real away for something fake? Even though she didn't deserve happiness. Setsura still wanted to hold onto that small piece.

Happiness is something one finds for themselves. Nobody can find it for you, nor is it handed over. Even then for the longest time Setsura couldn't bring herself to search for happiness. When it was right in front of her, she would push it away. Being alone, and feeling alone was normal for her. That's why, even when it was right before her - Setsura couldn't tell.

Even when people surrounded her, Setsura couldn't erase this feeling of being alone. It messed her up. So many people were by her side, and yet she felt so lonely every single day.

She was a strong woman but she missed the times were she could be carefree. Yes, there was a time where she could be carefree. A time where she could rely on another person.

If the problems disappeared completely there would be no need for the police or even the law. But would there ever be a perfect society? A perfect system?

The answer is no, no matter how much humans work on society - there will never be a perfect 'society. ' No matter what there will always be darkness in a world where light exists. The law people expect to protect them won't protect them. The law doesn't protect people, but instead the people are the ones who protect the law. Without people there can be no law, and the same goes vice-versa.

No matter how many faults there are, people do not surrender. 'They want a better and perfect world...' However, the latter is not possible. Perfection is over rated, and those who try to be perfect end up destroying themselves. In order to have a better world, people have to accept the flaws of society. It's the name as accepting the flaws in ourselves.

A constant cycle - no matter what era, this cycle exists.

But there are exceptions to this cycle. Individuals who accepted the flaws of the world and themselves from the begining.

'People like that are rare, but ...two people come to mind now.'

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Yang didn't know what she was thinking. But he attempted to break the silence between them.

"I'm stating the obvious here. But this situation is life threatening. That guy aside, these things don't want to die. Even if we have all the power houses here, it isn't going to be easy. " She doesn't respond to that, so he continues.

"If I go out of control, stop me."

He often used these words in the past. Stop me. ' Whether she was aware of the extent and meaning of his words then. Without a doubt a silent promise existed between them.

Setsura shook her head and smiled softly.

"Pain shows that you are human," their hands briefly brushed against one another. "It's my favorite quality of yours, actually."

Her favourite quality huh? That's surprising.

"Not a dog, huh?" he murmurs, nor a monster. Setsura is the only one who can make him feel like he is something.

Kaname Setsura always saw him as human. Even though he's supposed to be a monster.

"I believe in you, Yang." He finally looks into her eyes, a beacon of light when he's at his worst.

"How do you do that, Setsura?"

"Hmm?" Setsura looked at him puzzled.

Yang took a deep breath, "You've been gone hell and suffered a lot. You've seen so many bloody things," Yang gripped the gun in his hands. He struggled to keep calm.

"But through it all, you're a pillar of strength. The strongest I know. I always knew you had it in you, but..you've grown into someone so amazing I couldn't have ever envisioned."

Setsura chuckled at his words, "What a grand compliment."

"I'm serious, why are you always..." Yang didn't finish his sentence since she turned around and grabbed hold of his face with her bare hands.

Looking away for even a single second in a fight as dire as this was dangerous, yet Setsura did just that. "Like you Yang, I'm human. There is no way I could have become so strong alone," she trails of and paused, as though figuring out what to say next.

He can't believe they are talking about this now, amid this bloody fight. But it's most-likely because they are in such a situation, that they are able to do so in the first place. If, they weren't amid a fight, they wouldn't be able to talk. The two of them are awkward people, so it would end up with them avoiding one another.

"When you left Yang, everything was a mess. Everyone started to rely on me," Setsura muttered. "I was still new, so I didn't know what I was doing. You were my pillar of strength then, so when you left..."

Yang who avoided her gaze this entire time looked at her properly. For the first time since he saw her again, since he met her again - Yang never looked at her properly. Yes, despite all the staring he does, he never met her gaze for long. It scared Yang, what he would find if he looked.

"I mean, I didn't think it through back then. You always told me you joined the police force for prestige. However, I didn't see it that way, not even once."

Yang froze, completely stiff. All he can do is stare at her, as she continued to gently caress his cheek. 'What is she doing right now? Doesn't she realize the situation they are in?' Should he stop her? Yang didn't know what to do about this situation at all. His emotions are going crazy. But, he can't move. He can't move a single inch right now.

"I admit it was hard for me when you left me. I often came home and did nothing but cry. However, I put those days behind me. I grew up and moved forward, since I understood nothing would change if I moped around. Besides," Setsura moves her hand now to caress his cheek. "Maybe one day you'd come back and tell me what I wanted to hear."