Chapter 244 - Something I have to do myself

Ah, yes, it reminds her of that terrible nightmare. She knew Yang and that person completely differed from one another. But, it still made her uneasy knowing that there was someone out there alike. Still, Setsura isn't the type of person to discriminate. Before she could say anything, Setsura noticed something different about him. It took quite some time before she realized what was wrong. But, by that time, it was already too late. Yang had pinned her down onto the ground.

What does she do? Unlike her boyfriend, he is clearly stronger. Rather it was difficult for her to hurt him. She wasn't able to finish. With an angry yell, Yang slammed his hand against the floor, right next to her head. She closed her eyes as a reflex.

When she opened her eyes again, she met Yang's gaze. There was something murderous about the look in his eyes.

"Damn you, "he whispered.

Setsura smelt the alcohol in his breath, but she hardly noticed. His deep red eyes captured her and the expression he wore. He looks angry and ready to kill someone. However, there was something different. Such a hazard and yet lonely look. Yes, it's the same one she often wore in the past.

Her entire face heated up when she looked at him. The lips had touched her skin only a moment ago seemed to glow.

"Stop doing that!" Yang exclaimed. "You have no idea how hard it is to resist you, especially with that expression on your face. How do you expect me to hold myself back when you look at me all shy and fl.u.s.tered?"

Stop? What does he mean by stop? That's her line; he's the one doing something strange. The words he just said now. What does he mean? Is this, 'a confession?' Setsura was always clueless towards other men's feelings towards her. Now that she is faced with this situation...

Yang's hand moved towards her cheek. His touch wasn't soft as and gentle as the last time.

He gradually got closer and closer until the remaining gap had vanished. Setsura was so nervous she could hardly breathe, and she closed her eyes tightly. The best thing to do in this situation is to push him away. Yet, it's just her luck that her body is in this situation right now.

However, before he could do anything, Yang suddenly drew back from her. Almost like he was in a trance, "Setsura, maybe I should stay away from you."

"You're drunk, this stuff happens," Setsura murmured. Though she dislikes this situation the most. Fragile girls cannot do anything when men push them down like this. Why is it that men are still physically stronger than women? No matter how strong she gets, she still can't push him away.

What she disliked the most is this situation. A situation where she is once again left powerless. She dislikes it more than anything.

"It's not that I'm drunk. I have a split personality disorder," he mumbled.

It was faint, but she heard him clearly. A split personality disorder? So, that explains it. The maniac look in his eyes at that time.

"I see that's how things are."

"You're not surprised, huh?"

"Of course not," Setsura mumbled. She figured it was something like that. She stood up, "Are you hungry? I'm not that good at cooking, but I'm getting better. Ah, can you check if the kitchen is available?"

"You can cook in the next room; there's a kitchen there," Yang said.

Ah, so that's why he's able to bring her meals so quickly. Setsura carefully turned the doorknob to the other room as she walked over to the kitchen and took out the tools from the draws. Her thoughts once again drifted onto Akito.

When she first met Akito, she noticed something different about him. In comparison to everyone else, there was something different about him, no it wasn't his strange hairstyle.

Nor was it that goofy smile or his kind gestures. But it was the fact that no matter what happened, he always knew how to make her smile.

Akito knew how to make a person happy; whenever he sees someone sad, he instantly helps them out. Sometimes without them directly knowing it. He was popular, that was for sure, many girls like him he's always the talk of the tone.

Girls' jealousy is scary. However, Setsura has learned to adapt to such situations already.

All those girls call her to try to corner her. At those times, Akito would randomly appear. He would initially pretend nothing was happening and let her deal with the situation. Afterward, he would be like 'Want to go for a meal?'

She guessed in a way it was better that way. Unlike all the others, Akito believed in her strength. If he knew that she wouldn't be able to handle it, he would cover for her. Akito would have her back no matter what happens. It's the same in this situation too. Right now, the reason why Akito is taking so long to fetch her must be because of that. It's something to do with her.

Then again, wasn't that guy the same? He didn't overly rely on her and preferred to work as a team. Though once in a while, he would make those protecting remarks.

"Do you need help?" Yang approached her from the back.

"I'm alright."

"You cut your finger."

Huh? Setsura glanced down and noticed the trail of blood on her fingers. "Ah."

Yang brought her fingers to his lips and licked the blood away. "That's bad manners."

"Is it?" Yang said with a sly smile.

"Yes," she moved her hands away and wiped her fingers with a cloth. 'This person is as rude and unreasonable as Akito.' Still, she recalled how he was a few minutes ago. Just now, he seemed so weak and fragile. Maybe it was her imagination.

...

She lets out a massive sigh; her thoughts were completely distracted. It couldn't be helped since recently she just discovered.

That meant he liked her, right? If he's talking about being able to resist. Then again, he was drunk, did that count? Ah, what is she meant to do with this? There really is no way to go about it now. Since Akito isn't here, she would have to do this herself.

If he was still around, then they could have both easily dealt with the situation. However, he is not around anymore.

This is something she has to do herself.

Then again, exactly how do you reject someone?

She's never had to deal with this before, directly rejecting someone. What does she do? If she leaves this for a long time, then what happened in the future might happen again. But then again, painfully choosing between them would be difficult for her.

Eh, wait? She frowns; the person she loves is Akito, right? So why would she have to choose between them? Just great, why are her own thoughts wavering on her now? Setsura sighed as she made her way down the hallway. Yang created this small private space for her, so she could move about instead of staying in one room. Still, Setsura felt like it was stifling here at times.

A deep sigh crossed her lips, does Yang intend to avoid her forever? Then again, she only hasn't seen him for a few hours. She feels lonely, though. Earlier, he seemed fine when he was helping her cook in the kitchen. However, maybe she made a mistake.