Chapter 165 - Visions?

What does she want to tell him? She wants to tell him so many things. Even though they spend every day together, Setsura feels like it isn't enough. There isn't enough time in a day to speak with one another. Nor is there enough time to learn everything about him. Setsura replies by reaching over and traced his lips with her fingers.

'He looks so hot when he says her name like that.' The way his lips dragged out every letter of her name with that seductive look on her face. Initially, after the first time, Setsura stopped feeling so embarrassed about it.

Why would she continue acting like a shy little girl? The first two times aside, there was no need to remain that way. Indeed, she simply goes along with the flow whenever they do it now. However, now? Now once again, she feels that pounding feeling in her heart again. It never occurred to her that she would feel this way about another person.

Akito said nothing else and continued his 'work' on her body. It's so easy to get lost in passion, so easy to let herself go. Even though she was the one who said that it would be foolish giving yourself to another person.

A few minutes later, Akito had her flipped around on her back- covering her with his body. It was too much, of course. Akito was unlike most men; he was large and too muscular. Setsura couldn't suppress her voice this time, and the noise that came out of her surprised both of them.

"Should I go slower?" Akito asked. She didn't need to turn around to see concern etched onto his face.

Setsura shook her head, "I'm okay..."

Because she is, as long as it's him who is doing this to her, then she would be fine. Akito chuckled, "You don't have to...pretend. I know you aren't used to doing this."

Her cheeks colored, did he see right through her front? Of course, she feels embarrassed, no matter how many times they do this. So, he knew already?

"Then, can we not do it like this... I'd like to see your face."

Akito pressed his lips onto her back, "Relax my love. I'll make you get used to every position."

'Every position..' Setsura sends a harsh glare in his direction. As she thought, men don't have anything else on their minds but these disgusting things. But is it disgusting? Initially, that's what she thought. How could people engage in such an act? Whenever she saw such scenes on TV, and whenever people spoke about it. Setsura would make a disgusted looking face.

Now though, it's different. "Akito, when will you let me touch you back?"

"When you're finally comfortable, my love. Are you?"

Honestly, she still isn't. Even though it feels nice for her, Setsura didn't want to get in over her head and get carried away. She knew better than to let herself get caught up in the moment as much as she enjoys it when they do this. She isn't familiar with it.

"Can I, at least, do a bit?"

Akito drew his lips away from her back. She doesn't even want to know how many marks he left there. She wants to focus on Akito and Akito alone. He turned her around, and Setsura immediately ran her hands through his chest. A content sigh passed Akito's lips. Like this, it should be fine.

...

After spending that passionate moment with him, and falling into a deep slumber afterward. Setsura thought her sleep would be peaceful. But, it seems like she really must be cursed. It started off as an ordinary dream. However, eventually, she found her surroundings changing. The busy streets and people vanished, soon she was walking in the dark - guided by a source of light. In the next second, something terrifying was happening before her.

Right in front of her were two silhouettes. Two people were fighting. A man laid on the ground, not too far from where she was. He was bleeding heavily, and Setsura was desperately trying to stop the blood from flowing. But her focus was on the two men fighting, the one with red hair — her beloved red. Two evenly matched people. But, that didn't change the current situation.

Akito was at a disadvantage; his other eye injured badly. Right now, how much can he see? If he keeps this up, and he gets hurt. But Akito wasn't the only one she was concerned about. The man who Akito is fighting with has also become dear to her. Why do they have to fight? Why did this happen? How did it end up like this?

"Stop, both of you stop!" Setsura wanted to shout, but nothing came out of her voice. Then, even thinking about that became too much. She was growing weaker, she could tell, and the pain was relentless.

She was so alone and felt so scared. At some point, Setsura stopped helping the wounded person and passed out.

..

She woke up screaming, shouting, and sweating uncontrollably. This breakdown didn't last long, though, when she felt a familiar pair of arms encircled her. He lifted her, so she sat down and gently caressed her hair. She could feel his heartbeat and caught his familiar scent. This was one of the men she saw in her dream. Akito, Akito, was one of the men fighting. Then, who was his opponent? Her mind was in a complete daze; she still couldn't make sense of everything.

But, there is one thing she understands. Right now, she is no longer in the dream; she doesn't have to watch people important to her fight.

Knowing she was safe, the tears continued to fall from her eyes. Setsura turned herself around so she could bury her face into his embrace and press her ear closer to his heart.

That's right; this is reality. Thank goodness she had escaped from that nightmare. That was a nightmare, wasn't it? Since Akito was there, she knew it had nothing to do with her missing memories.

"Don't go," the words spilled out of her mouth before she knew it. But as soon as the words reached her ears, she recognized them and understood why she uttered them. "Don't go again. Don't leave me alone."

"I'm here." Akito's voice filtered through her fear and confusion. It rumbled through his chest and enveloped her as surely as his arms were around her waist. It was soothing and familiar, and just what she needed. "You are not alone. You are never alone. I've always been here."

"Akito, Akito..." Setsura repeated his name desperately. "I'm so terrified."

The thing she is terrified the most is not hurting another person with her own hands anymore. But, Akito getting hurt. Since when did she become like this?

"Ssh, my love. What's wrong? I'm right here. You have nothing to fear."

But she does, that nightmare felt so real. She ought to consult with Katakura about this. Normally, she would dismiss something like this. However, now, things are different. Katakura and even Oslo keep telling her she has great power. What if that great power included something like seeing into the future? She cannot take any risks.