We Will Meet Again

*UNEDITED*

That makes sense and yet, he feels as though there's something much more to all of this.. Something, although he requires an answer, he knew he could never get it.

Such an empty gaze, such a lonely look. He had met this person before too. Yang placed his hand on his forehead as if trying to recall it. However, the more he tried to remember, the more the pounding on his head increased.

What is this feeling? Meika suddenly reached over and placed her hand on his, " ....if it's painful, you need not remember," she muttered.

Yang looked at her with wide eyes.

"What are you?...."

"You're in pain. And so is the other one. But that girl also is hurting quite a bit , and that is why. It would be best if you don't remember..."

A flash appears in his memory then, as he recalls that time - during that disaster. A girl with lilac coloured hair, no wounds on herself appeared before him, Shinji and that girl --- and then... She did something to them, for sure she did something. What did she do?

That's right. Though it still wasn't clear to him, it was slowly coming back to him. All the memories from then. Back then too before he could get to Setsura, this girl was also. Before she could do anything he reached over and grabbed hold of her wrist.

Meika's eyes went wide, "What are you. . .?"

"There is no need to keep up this act anymore. Won't you tell me everything?"

At that comment she deeply sighed, "I've never had someone be so persistence and stupid before. Do you not understand what your asking me to do?"

"I can take a wild guess."

But even so he wants to know; because like Setsura, he can't just sit back and do nothing anymore.

..

As Yang approached an abandoned looking building. He kept sighing to himself and mumbling.

Yang honestly wasn't fond of the idea of coming back to this place. However he needed to speak with Yaza on a certain matter he could not ask when Setsura was around; which is why he chose today knowing that Setsura working elsewhere and that there would be no chance of anyone else finding out either. He dislikes being sneaky about anything but there's something he's been curious about for awhile now.

His thoughts broke off when he heard the sound of fighting causing him to sigh. Good grief, it is times like this where one can easily spot out the delinquents too. Since they tend to take this kind of weather as a opportunity to ambush their enemies. He has to go down this path to go to that place, guess it can't be helped.

As Yang got closer though, he made out a group of guys beat up on the ground wearing the local Yankee high school Emoto uniform. He knew the uniform all too well. After all he used to attend the high school. The wounds around the guys were indeed rather severe, upon spotting someone he knew though he bent down.

Yang quickly approached one of them, "Who did this?"

"Yang-san," Suzumori didn't seem surprised to see him. "Were sorry for losing. We thought we could get lucky attacking a young girl... But we didn't know she had a guy with her."

He lets out a large sigh, gee. As usual their tactics aren't bright at all. " Don't apologise to me. Apologise to the couple, so where are they?" Yang said annoyed. Why do these people get into such pointless situations? What use is there fighting this much?

Suzumori lifts his fingers up barely and he follows where he was pointing at. There stood two people back to back, caramel hair and black hair. Bangs on the side. His eyes widened recognizing who it was.

Yeah they picked the wrong opponent. Of all people Cynthia; and that guy beside her. It just has to be the other guardian. Yang felt conflicted seeing he'd after he yelled at her last time. However, it should be fine since somebody else is here with her.

It's clearly their fault and he should leave them be here. But in the end, he looked at the area that was filled with beat up guys. When he recognized a few more familiar faces, in the end these people are still his kohai.

Yang settles Suzumori on the ground, "Yang-san?"

"This will be over in a few seconds," Yang muttered.

Suzumori's eyes brightened, and he could clearly read the expression of admiration. As he made his way over to where the two were.

It's not like what he is thinking fool. Yang will not fight the two. After all if they see him alone would be enough. As he got closer though, he felt his knees immediately go weak. Like the surrounding air was disappearing, like being trapped in a closed space and leaving him suffocating. This aura is, it's the same as back then. No, it's even more than before.

Yang found himself completely frozen in the gi's presence, even though he was still quite far from her. What's with this girl? Her aura's huge. It's even more overwhelming and crushing then how it was before. His face color goes pale slightly, this girl - is more special than he thought.

It's only been a few months since then and it's become like this? It's not just her, the aura around this guy too. He supposed they really are on a completely different league than him.

"Cynthia," he called out at last, finally managing to find his voice.

The pink coloured hair girl spun around. Their eyes met each other's briefly and she glanced down at the crowd immediately understanding. She sighed, "You know them?"

"They are my kohai you could say. I'm a OG from their school."

"I see," Cynthia mutters, her gaze darkens. " Guess it can't be helped. I'll look elsewhere."

Look? Hey he did she come out here on purpose? But just now, that blood l.u.s.t and overwhelming presence. She went out hunting for opponents; he felt a bead of sweat drop from his face. Yang always knew that underneath the girl's sweet appearance, she was very dangerous. However, he didn't think too deeply about it before.

That darkness though was dispelled when the guy hit the girl across the head, "Tough your heading back to HQ. Just because everyone's fighting in the front lines doesn't mean we should neglect paperwork. Take a break, Cynthia."

How bold; he's seen no one give orders to Cynthia. But then again the strength this guy displayed just then is equally on par. If he recalled correctly this guy is called Sakano.

'So dazzling,' he thought.

Jealousy? Or was it envy? Perhaps there was a bit of envy too. During the years he separated from Set sura there was another person he fell for other than that woman. However, he quickly put a lid on those feelings. He didn't want anybody to know about it.

Yang knew that she would never belong to him. Not because he didn't like her at the start, not because he felt envious of her for having such strength. No because he could see it then, a strong shadow cast beside her - almost as if it acts as a guard to shelter her from danger. That sword that protects her isn't him, but Sakano.