Chapter 287 - The Difference Part 5

For a moment, Yang said nothing, but he wrapped his arms around her. "Let's go back home now."

She blinked, puzzled at his words, "But, we still haven't met.."

"Another day," Yang sharply interjected.

Setsura wanted to say something else, but judging from his tone and his severe expression. She knew she wouldn't be able to. 'Yang knows what he is doing.' He isn't the unreasonable type.

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In the next few days, Yang acts completely unreasonable to the point that Setsura didn't want to stay in the same room as him. She kept tossing and turning in her bed until Yang entered and said they'd go to town later. Like a few days back, Yang looked so serious and walked out before hearing what she wanted. Setsura knew from the start that things would become like this between them. Right now, Yang is living a different type of life to her.

So, she shouldn't expect anything from him.

' The only way I can protect you is by letting you go.'

On that day, instead of holding your hand, she let go even though she knew what would happen if she did. The disaster that happened that day was already something she knew would occur. Because that person had planned it all and like a mindless puppet, she obeyed that person's words. He told her that if she did, that if she went in that area and got herself captured, then it would all be over. That Yang's suffering would end then.

She was a naive fool; she shouldn't have trusted him. Because it ended up causing him more pain - after seeing that distraught expression, the look in his eyes…. Setsura understood right away that what she did was wrong and tried to fix things by using the last remains of her strength. '..wait..come with us'.

'I'm sorry.'

She's the one who purposely let go of his hand then. So she has no right to ask for it back. And yet, here she is once again repeating the same old story.

Setsura always thought that she was an admirer of anything beautiful. One of the things she admired was Yang. There was something perfect about his facial structure, his body build.

He certainly had no trouble with her.

He certainly didn't. Even after she put that barrier around him, he broke it and ran towards her. From the moment they met, and from the moment, things ended between this person and her.

Even now, the events were still as clear as day to her.

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20XX

"But," his voice cracked. It was a single syllable, and yet Setsura felt him gradually weakening. She wanted to hold back her tears; she desperately tried to do that. However, they kept streaming down her red-stained cheeks. Setsura was not in a better condition herself.

Her wounds, which were slowly healing earlier, opened up again. Ah, it's no use trying to activate that.

"So here we are," Setsura managed to lay down beside him, "We are about to die. Do you have anything to say to me?"

Setsura wanted to hear his words. She wanted to hear what he thought of her. What did Yang actually think? They were dating, and yet — yet she never knew. Exactly what did this person think of her? Did he love her as much as she loved him? Then again, the two of them are awkward and clumsy with their feelings and emotions. They aren't the type who could say, 'I love you easily.'

She tried to hold back her tears, but it was difficult to do so. She didn't want to die; she didn't want him to die. For them to both die and leave everything they built together. But, there was nothing she can do. Nobody will find them in such a remote place. That guy, he's most likely looking all over for them. He was their last hope of getting found. However, Setsura knew her consciousness wouldn't hold up much longer. The enemy hit her in a vital spot, and as for Yang. He was severely hurt in several places.

Yang reached over to pull her over with his remaining strength.

"It's not your fault," Yang struggled to speak, and Setsura wanted to tell him to stop trying to comfort her. Even now, he was trying to caress her hair.

"If we die, it's my fault. So don't you ever blame yourself."

Setsura rolled over and turned to face Yang properly. It pained her when she saw how much blood was flowing out of him. He was in an awful state. While she was injured too, her wounds were not that bad. For her, it was a single fatal blow, but for Yang - he went through so much torture.

"I don't want to say goodbye to the stars. Or you, I don't want to.. I don't want to," she was crying a lot, and yet Setsura mustered the strength to grip his shirt. "I wanted to do so many more things with you."

Yang chuckled, "Even though we keep fighting?"

"That's because of you. You're a fool. I said that everything happens for a reason. But at the expense of your own life? Was it worth it? Now we have to say goodbye; we can't do any of the things we were supposed to. Yang, I don't want to say goodbye to you."

"Then don't," he whispered. The last thing she saw of him was a bright glow. A faint light, where did this sudden warmth and light come from?

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Present

After that, she entered her subconscious and made the deal, didn't she? To save him, if it's to save him. Even if it meant that they would have to forget each other, even if it meant letting go of the hand that was dear to her. Even if it meant forgetting everything.

Now that Setsura thought about it carefully. Something supernatural happened there, right? While they both belonged to a developed time. Purposely erasing someone's memories and tampering with them. The technology for that was still under construction.

Nobody dare to use something that has not been tested. But, there was no doubt that somebody made her deliberately forget. Setsura could hear it clearly in her head even now. Somebody told her, 'Then, I shall take the thing that's precious to you.'

Her thoughts broke off when Yang entered the room. He was half-n.a.k.e.d, and a towel wrapped around his lower half. Setsura looked away, but Yang walked over to the bed. 'So he went to take a shower?' That was a bit fast.. Yang reached over and hugged her.

"Are you ignoring me?"

"I could say the same back to you, what are you thinking?"