Chapter 104 - Pain

Setsura has him; she has nothing to be afraid about. So when she collapses just like that in his arms, Akito panicked. She only fainted, and yet the way she fell like that terrified him. Akito wanted to desperately stay by his side. But, he knew he couldn't just leave. So he instructed Victor to take care of her. He watched as the carriage left and clenched his fist.

"Setsura," he mumbled. It seems like he can't delay meeting Katakura anymore. With the way things are now, he can't protect her properly since he lacks knowledge of her situation. "Kai, are you there?"

"Yes sir," a man with light lime green hair appeared.

"Go to the church, and stand in the alter. Write a note with the letter A and time."

Kai seemed puzzled by his instructions but nodded.

Akito's gaze fell on the sky, "Even if I wish to avoid it, I can't, huh?"

Ever since Setsura came, he's experienced much joy and happiness. But at the same time, her appearance made him recall things he would rather not.

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Akito's Mansion - 1; 00 PM

Who is it?

Who are you?

This feeling, warm and yet familiar.

No, don't go. If you leave, she definitely won't see you again.

"No!" Setsura bolted upright in bed, her entire face pale. Anybody who saw her now would believe she was sick. Her hair flung around her, face covered in sweat as she gasped and choked. She struggled to fill her lungs with air.

Setsura noted that somebody else was there beside her, telling her to calm down. But she ignored them, no, she pushed their hands away. Her hands and entire body trembled due to the fear she experienced. She reached out and ripped open her top and inspected her chest. There was no hole where her heart was or even a trace of blood. She should be relieved, and yet the sight from a few minutes ago in her nightmare seemed so real.

Where did the hole go? Did somebody fill it up again? Not seeing it made her panic even more.

"Setsura-chan, Setsura-chan."

It took Setsura a moment to realize that the voice belonged to Victor. That's right; she passed out when she was in Akito's office. Akito couldn't leave work, and so he asked Victor to send her back.

Victor was shaking her shoulder, calling her name. "Are you alright?"

She wanted to reply with an 'okay,' and yet no words seemed to be able to leave her lips at that present moment. Setsura felt a sudden throbbing pain in her chest, and she immediately pushed the man out of the room.

No sooner was she left alone - did that start. Katakura told her that eventually, it would happen. Ultimately, those who end up in the past manifest some type of supernatural ability. But, even then, Setsura didn't think much about it. However, after it emerged. Setsura wished she headed Katakura's warning sooner.

She disliked it a great deal, not only did it depend on her condition and mental state. It made her feel nauseous and dizzy. She feels like throwing up all the time.

Since then, for some reason, she had been feeling a sudden rise in her power and feeling drained. No, Setsura knew it, she understood why it was happening. The moment she regains a piece of her memory, the stronger this ability grows.

This ability, it isn't because of the time slip. Setsura understood that she must have had this for a long time.

It wasn't her own will power that was keeping her power in control. It was because he was there since he was there helping her. Now that he's gone...now that he's gone. She felt the tears well up in her eyes; he's no longer here. He's been gone for so long, and yet why is she so suddenly acting this way again?

She doesn't even remember his name, and yet - her heart hurts so much. Setsura left the bed and crouched down in the corner of the room, with her hands on her head. It was painful; the throbbing feeling had yet to leave her head. She didn't understand what was happening. When she first got this power, the pain wasn't like this.

But ever since the night of the auction, things have gone astray. Setsura couldn't bear the pain and started to throw the nearest items across the wall. She wanted to dispel the pain so badly. She picked up a mirror and threw it, causing it to shatter to pieces. Her fingers covered in blood. But that didn't matter to her, she reached out and picked up the broken piece of glass by her feet and raised it towards her arms. It was a small cut across her arms, but the pain was terrifying. Even then, she preferred this type of pain over the emotional pain.

Physical pain is better, or is it? The sharp pain across her arms made her flinch every time she moved. 'Well, this is just great.' She pushed Victor out of the room, and now she is by herself here. Victor probably thinks she is weird and left. Not everybody can be understanding like Akito and Chauncey. She doesn't expect anybody to understand. It is only normal to run away once you're faced with somebody who isn't normal.

Setsura cradled her body with her arms, as the tears continued to stream down from her face. Her powers going out of control aside, what made her cry was how miserable she suddenly felt. It hit her like a comet, a random wave of sadness.

When was the last time she felt so terrible? Since the auction, no since long before then. These terrible waves of sadness have come in random waves. 'Of course, it has to happen now.' What made things worse is that whenever she gets all depressed like this — without warning, the blood from her arm flew out like a stream. It surrounded her like several red threads. Here it comes again, this peculiar ability. Setsura couldn't decide whether she was cursed or not.

But then again, the word curse is to cliche. She was already living in a nightmare every single day. Ever since that moment when she was younger...So, to say she is cursed now would be a stretch.