The Awakening

"Saya!" He was right in front of her, worry etched into his face.

She didn't know where the hell she was! As she looked around she felt a little comforted though.

She observed it curiously, forgetting all horrors for the moment. The room was filled with colours – pinks, blues, and orange splashed the walls. It was chaotic and yet gave a feeling of hope.

Now, for some reason as she moved to survey the room, something moved with her and caused her skin to itch. When she looked down she realized some type of white cloth covered her body. It seemed out of place in this world of colour, but she didn't pay anymore mind to it as she explored some more. The sheets on the bed were white as well, though still warm and soft, and there were windows with tinted glass that still let in a little light, enough to reflect the mass of colours on the palette of a wall. 'Why do the windows have tint? Is the sun too bright?' she thought as she remembered the moon's light from the night before. She would have relayed these to the man in front of her, but knew not how to do so. Actually, she kept being surprised at what she did know, especially since she couldn't figure out how she made that sound referred to as language before. However, before she could dwell anymore on those thoughts, she saw a shadow fly by the window. Curious, she pushed herself into a sitting position, observing as the familiar man stepped back a little.

Something pulled as she moved to sit and found that there was something attached to her arm. It was a tube that led to a machine that had a plastic bag with some familiar red liquid in it. It seemed strange that only she had one and the man didn't. Flustered with the constant blinking figures on the machine that seemed to be quarrelling with her, she started fidgeting with the tube connected to her arm; ever so often shooting the machine glances.

It was really annoying her now, the numbers blinking faster as if taunting her.

'Grrr!' she thought just before she pounced on it. 'That will show you!' she thought as she grabbed the monitor, then panicked as she realized it was falling.

As soon as Saya left the bed, Haji was in front of her. So as she fell, he cushioned the impact for her, as well as the machine she was attempting to harm. He couldn't afford for her to destroy the machine until her transfusion was over.

All was still for a while, the only noise being their combined breathing and the beeping of the machine. Haji was beginning to believe she was asleep since she hadn't move an inch from where she had fallen. Suddenly he felt a vibration on his chest. She was humming; it was the same song she was trying to teach him before he became her chevalier.

He didn't know what to think. All his senses pointed to the fact that she knew nothing of her past yet, and reacted like a child seeing the world for the first time, however, she still was able to randomly sing a piece of music from near to half a century ago?

"Saya?"

She raised her head from his chest and cocked her head to one side in curiosity. "Ah" she replied and resumed humming; staring at him. This unnerved him; that she refused to speak, but he assumed everything would come with time; time, which hopefully wouldn't be taken from them as it has been so many times before.