Disclaimer: I don't own Blood , to my everlasting dismay. The story below is just a product of my overactive imagination.
Through Eternity
Saya couldn't ever imagine a world without Haji by her side. It was unthinkable that she could ever wake up and not know he was there. Not to have the security of knowing he would always serve her, always scoop her out of the enemy's reach, always catch her, always be beside and behind her, supporting her and defending her flank, covering her attacks, and always, always...
She reaches out her hand, palm down and open, and commands, "Sword".
...handing her her sword.
She feels the soft cloth of his bandaged hand brush against hers as she closes her hand on her katana, and knows. He is there, and he will always be there. Her first Chevalier.