Preoccupied

Chapter 4.

Shia layed silently in the sand as the sounds of the Mews filled her consentrated ears. They were playing so carelessly in the water a few feet away while her and Elliot choose to stay on land. The warm sun seemed to put Shia in an unfamiliar state... sleepy. But her body was still incapable of sleeping with the current atmosphere. Her brain drifted to the weeks events. She's had three run-ins with the notorious Dren, and each time one of them has made an escape to avoid conflict. Not only that, but he had saved her once when she had almost gotten him killed twice, if it weren't for the environment.

She sat up and looked into the sky... I tiny dot in front of the sun caused her to become somewhat uneasy. It was non other than the alien that was haunting her mind almost moments ago. She thought for a moment and decided not to worry anyone else with this information, becaust it was unlikely that he would try anything right now. From his body posture, Shia could see he wasn't considering an attack, but rather he was focusing on her. She looked out at the Mews, perticularly Zoey, then she allowed her gaze to fall on the man beside her, Elliot.

"Elliot... you'll have to forgive me, but there is something I have to do..." Without opening his eyes Elliot nodded, and before he could say 'thats fine' Shia was gone.

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Dren had only blinked, and now Shia was gone. He had to conclude that she had seen him when she was gazing up at the sky. "It's not safe here." He instinctively transported himself back into the park and sat down below his favorite Sakura tree. "Argh!" He growled to himself.

What was this feeling coming over him... He may never be able to understand, and that was starting to frustrate him.

"Dren..." The voice drifted into his mind and he closed his eyes and breathed in deeply.

"Dren?" It was then he realized it wasn't his imagination. He jumped up and bumped into Shia, knocking her to the ground, but before she fell she grabbed onto his shirt. They both landed on the ground with a loud thud, with him landing ontop of her with another thud.

"Ow..." She cringed. Dren hurriedly scooted off of her and blushed. He turned his face away, and scolded himself.

"How the hell did you know I was here?" He hissed at her, as she began to pick herself off from the ground.

"I didn't..." she brushed herself off, in that moment he noticed she wasn't wearing her usual all black onsomble. "I saw you at the beach, so I came here... I thought you followed me."

He was dumbfounded as to why she was being so kind, or rather... just lacking the hostility from the times they've met before. "What reason would I have to follow you?"

Shia looked at him and kind of chuckled. "yeah... right... sorry..." She scratched the back of her head and felt pretty awkward.

Dren sighed and turned his back on her. "Well... Whatever... I'm going"

Within two seconds he felt her hands wrap around his waist and hold onto him. "Wait..." She spoke into his back. His breath caught in his throat, and instinctively his hands when to her arms around him to release her hold, but as soon as he felt her skin beneath his hand he froze. "I just..." He could feel her speak against him. The images began to fill his mind once again. His body began to shake. "I just wanted you to know... I have nothing against you." She let him go and stepped back.

She watched his rigged body relax, but he didn't turn around to face her either. "I could say the same to you... Shia."

That was the first time he had ever used to her name. Her eyes watered, and she smiled. "I'm glad..."

He turned around to see her face, but she was already gone. "Damnit all!" He clenched his fist.

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"Kishu... You will remember me..." Shia sighed from her perch in the sky looking down at him. A ghost-like figure behind her resting its head on her shoulder. A soul without a body, that she is burdend to carry until she can restore what was lost to her.