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They raced to their cars. Why did the Miyagusuku grave have to be so far away? Or, better yet, why did the laboratory Julia and David owned have to be located so far away? It didn't seem logical to him, yet he really didn't feel like pondering it any more closely than he already had. Pressing matters were at hand. For one, there was Saya waking up early. Why was she waking up now?
The other matter was that he, Kai, wanted to be the very first person she set eyes on. Not the other man. He knew that Hagi and Saya did, ever so much, love each other, but as her brother figure and friend, he wished for the chance when she opened her eyes to the light and saw him running towards her, arms extended, smile wide. What a Kodak moment it would be, he thought.
Hopping into his sports car, he pulled it out of the parking space and slammed his foot down on the pedal, racing away to find his sister. It had only been two years, and yet she awakened. Why? Why? Why? His mind fluctuated between worried and excited, and, with roaring determination, thought, come on Hagi, let's make this a race between just the two of us!
The light was blinding. A hand went up to a set of crimson eyes, shielding the blaring fireball from piercing into their line of vision. For some reason, she could stand….and walk. Wasn't it that she was supposed to be crawling, not standing and walking and seeing quite well? After 30 years of sleep and dreams, it's generally difficult to start moving around easily without help from someone who hadn't been sleeping. Hadn't been…..sleeping…..
Saya's eyes focused on her hand that held the pink rose as she stepped out of the inside of the grave. It had to be him, of course. But then again, couldn't it have been someone else, missing her just as much as she missed Hagi? Certainly it could have been, and it probably was, because she saw Hagi die. And she saw the opera house blow up! Hagi, no matter how many times he reappeared, would not be coming back this time, and the thought made her cry.
Genuinely. She breathed sharply in, between sobs, and tears rolled down her face in such a way that she could barely see where she was or what was around her. So she fell to her knees and then to the ground, curling up into a ball, crying and sobbing, and blubbering from the sheer anguish and pure despondency. Why the hell had she ever woken up in the first place? Why could she just go back into her little cocoon and ask the world to swallow her up, for all of eternity, just sleeping away the torment, the misery. Sleeping away the fact that she would never hear those words again…..I love you. Maybe she would, but not from him, that much was unmistakable.
"Hagi. Why did you ever dare die for me?" she whispered into the satiny air around her. Satiny….but she was lying on concrete, that wasn't the adjective normally used for such a hard substance. But it was satiny and soft. Uncurling slowly, she pushed herself to hands and knees, fixating her attention on the glorious pink around her. The steps leading to the top of the Miyagusuku grave were covered in a pink multitude, as was the rest of the sight. All engulfed in a multitude of roses.
Somewhere from the lonely confines of his mind, an alarm sounded. The raven-haired man shuddered inwardly and sat stark still. The feeling was there. The feeling that she was waking up, but how in the world could that possibly be true, since no where near 30 years had passed yet? He still regretted not seeing her before she fell asleep, leaving her in worry and hurt. Still, after two years, he berated himself constantly for putting her in that position because that meant that her sleep would be restless and unkind to her. That hurt him more than a balcony crumbling atop him, or a crystallized hand shoving its way through his chest.
Chest, why did it always have to be the chest? If he was going to get run through all the time, couldn't he receive a little more variety? Really, he took the blows gladly, if it meant Saya would not be hurt, but he felt he had the right to want less stabbing through the abdomen. But that wasn't important right now, as he was currently waiting for the quick, telepathic cry from Saya, calling him from his roost on the Eiffel Tower to her resting place in Okinawa. As a Chevalier, he could get there quickly, but it still took time. That didn't matter to him, but it might matter to Saya….
He stood to his full height, putting the cello back in its case and swinging the case onto his shoulder in one fluid movement, eyes always in the direction of Japan, hoping to see, to hear, to feel a sign from her. And yet, hoping that she would stay asleep. Because if she awoke now, who knew what would happen…..but if she awoke now, she wouldn't have to wait too long for him, and he could see her again.
He might be able to hold her in his arms and kiss her beautiful mouth once more, just to tell her, "Ohayo gozaimasu, Saya. Good morning." He could almost feel her breath on his neck as she moved closer to drink. It might hurt, he thought seriously, but I'll ignore it with all my heart, just to see her satisfied. And then he imagined her teeth digging into his flesh, seeking the red liquid in his veins. He smiled in pure satisfaction because he loved that moment when she drank of him and let him become a part of her. That meant he could stay with her forever, even if he did, indeed, die.
There it was. She was awake. That pang of loneliness seeped into his soul in a new way, the way where he knew she was awake,seeing and moving, but he was not there to watch her do so. His icey blue eyes met the sky as she called to him with her mind and her heart, calling back in a way that made you think she was dead or in the process of becoming so. And with a small upwards tilt of the straight line called his mouth, he moved with Chevalier speed to her, in hopes of being near to her once more.
"David here," David answered his phone with one hand while steering his car with the other.
Kai voice sounded from the other end, "I'm almost there, what do you need me to do?"
"Just get her to come home. She might not want to, considering that Hagi won't be there. You know how she can be. Kai?"
"Nani?"
"Be careful. This can't possibly be a good situation, considering that something has triggered her early awakening." David said his goodbye and hung up. What could have possibly made this happen? More importantly, where was her damn Chevalier when she really needed him this time?
Footsteps could be heard coming from the stairway. Rustling footsteps, crushing the roses underfoot with anticipation. They were quick and steady, poise was evident in the being that approached her now. Each footstep put her more on edge than the first and finally she could wait no more and stammered, "H-hagi?"
"Saya," came the reply, and a young looking male appeared at the top of the steps. He was pale in complexion, wearing a dark suit and a smile clearly playing upon his lips.
"I…I hadn't expected you to be greeting me upon my awakening…." she mumbled, lifting her chin.
"Hai, gomen. I…..I just got a sudden impulse to see you….even if…" he trailed off, dismissing the subject, "Never mind. How do you feel?"
"…..I thought you were dead," Saya's eyes shifted to the pink roses around her feet, wondering why this man in front of her was not dead. It was certainly a miracle on his part, but she couldn't shake the feeling that he really was not suppose to be there in front of her. Maybe it was a trick? She didn't know.
The good looking man strode over to where she was standing and bent down on one knee. Taking up her hand and kissing it in a gentlemanly manner, he smiled again, "As your Chevalier, you should know that I'll always return to you."
She breathed in a bit and let it out in a "whoosh". This was certainly a surprise, seeing him alive and well. Hadn't he died some years before? She smiled and placed a hand on his curly, pale colored head, "Arigato, Solomon."
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Cello! Enter Hagi! AND SOLLY! omgoshness, did I fool you? I bet you I did! I sooo bet you I did! But, you might have guessed I was going to make the meeting scene more romantic. But who'd have thought it would be Solly? Hehehe, how did he come back? Did he come back like James had, or did he reincarnate? Weeeell, you're gonna have to wait. I'll just give you guys a hint: It has to do with Nathan. Muhaha! Anyways, sorry for the incredibly short update, but I couldn't think of anything else for this chappy! If you're itching with ideas, then puh-leeeze help here!
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