Chapter 338 - Chauncey and Yang Part 3

*UNEDITED*

In the end this world is superficial, out of the hundreds, the millions of people who live here. How many honest people are there? No, how many genuine people? Anybody can be honest even to the point they are blunt and hurt people's feelings. It's a double edged sword, for fragile and broken people like herself. Evidently learning about her father's obvious dislike for her lead to her doubting people even more. It lead to her doubting her feelings.

Setsura remembered the day clearly, it made her mind blank. Ah, it was something she understood a long time ago. Yet when she finally heard him say it, she felt hollow and empty. It was strange, why would it affect her so much? She knew about it for a long time, so she should have been prepared. But, it still hurt her.

Ever since she was younger, Setsura always felt this loneliness. While she was not raised in the most logging household. It's not like she was alone, there were always people there for her. People she could talk to but not necessarily confine in. Empty and short conversations with no meaning.

A large and grand house, expensive clothes, people tending to her everyday. She did not lack money, and she was considered quite beautiful. What did she lack? Rich, beautiful and even intelligent. Many people envied her for having such a life, she is one of the lucky ones isn't she?

It's not like she is a genius or anything, but she adapted to situations quickly leading to her learning faster than others. That alone should be a skill, but it was not enough for that person. Even though she had everything nothing had changed from when she had nothing. It was laughable, but that's just how things were. A dull and boring conclusion to something that caused her so much pain and suffering.

What did this mean? Was she overreacting this entire time? Or maybe for those people all her concerns, worries and fears are insignificant. Then again, it would be too much to ask for. There is no person out there who will understand everything about you. She can't expect them to understand somebody as broken and messed up as herself.

But, it would be nice. Sometimes Setsura played with the idea of somebody understanding her.

Her thoughts broke off when she felt Chauncey grab her wrist, and pull her back. Despite her peculiar stats, she knew it was him. Setsura opened her eyes and realized why, they were still amid the busy road. Many cars were beeping and angrily shouting.

"Watch it."

"Control your girlfriend."

Some rather inappropriate language was being said across the road. Random strangers joined in. Chauncey looked irritated and annoyed but to her surprise, he simply bowed and dragged her along the street. Somehow this is very strange to her. Why does this seem very familiar? This person from the very start....

........

The place Chauncey brought her to was a quiet park. Thankfully, not many people were around, aside from Chauncey and her.

"You are injured," Chauncey bent down and pointed to the red patch on her tights. There was a small hole there. But unless one looked closely, nobody would be able to see the blood.

"When did you notice?" Setsura is no longer surprised whenever it came to this person. He seems to learn things about her very quickly. It seems like he is adapting.

"When Yang cams, you let your guard."

"Is that so?"

It's not like she deliberately had her guard up of anything. Nor did she let it down when Yang came. She was still rather tense when she saw him. But after talking to him, all that anger and frustration she built up vanished in an instance. For Chauncey to say something like that, she made it that obvious?

"I believe you like him more than you think..."

Setsura did not expect this comment from him.

She calmly replied, "How would you know?"

"Based on my observation."

"You know, people here would call your observation stalking."

"I do not follow your every movement without your knowledge or leave a creepy message."

Huh, so he knows? It does seem like he reads books whenever he gets the chance to. Now that she thought about it, didn't she bump into him in the book store before? He must like reading.

"Would you like to visit the library?" Setsura asked. She watched as he took out a small medical box from his bag. Taiga gave it to him, but she wonders why he needed a full first aid kit?

"Library?" Chauncey bites the long strip of bandages and tore it apart. Should she have told him that he could tear it normally.

"Yes, it's a place that has many books."

Chauncey nodded, "I'd like to go, if there is such a place here."

It seems like nobody has told him about the library before.

"Chauncey?"

"Yes?"

"Yang and you are quite similar."

It was a harmless statement. But after she said it, a troubled look appeared on Chauncey's face. Is the grudge between them that deep? Or maybe she is missing something here. If this was a mere grudge, would his reaction be so strong? Then again, nobody would like to be compared to someone they don't like.

"Have you known him long?"

Setsura nodded, "Not quite childhood friends but yes I've known him for a very long time."

"So has he loved you for that long?"

"Huh?"

"I am curious, that man had somebody he loved over there. He blamed me greatly for the incident that lead to her losing her memories."

That girl lost her memories? But more importantly, now she understands it. "Your status as a mafia member is causing you so many problems..."

"It's never bothered me, I knew what would happen from the very start, that's why I pushed them away."

"Akito was persistent?"

Chauncey nodded, his lips curved to a smile. "He was."

'It seems like Akito is important to Chauncey Long.' Setsura silently observed his reaction as he spoke about it. So tfhen why are they at war with one another? It made little sense to her as usual. Still, this world - and even the Meiji era are the same. The people living there, their emotions, the actions reflect like a mirror. 'It's the same.' We all feel the same kind of pain, happiness and other emotions.