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Mist…Setsuna quickly made her way through it, not slowing until the music was directly ahead. He sat at the piano as always. She hurried to his side and slid onto the bench.

"So, how was your day?" Setsuna told him everything, in detail. Somewhere around her recount of how the king had reacted to the Dragon Dance his fingers fell still. When she was finished he crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh my…things have gotten quite bad. Then again, they've also gotten good." She slugged him in the arm, flushing deep red. His laugh echoed all around. "Just kidding! Though, you did talk about the kiss like it was a good thing."

"I don't know," she bit her lip. "It was my first kiss. I just wish it hadn't been for show."

"Because you like her."

"Because it was my first!" She turned even redder.

"Alright love. Let's go with that, shall we? Now Asuna you said? She's here?"

"Yeah, do you know her?"

"Ah, no. I'm just curious as to what she'll do about her country. Once Mania is helped will she go home and claim her right?" Setsuna shrugged and ran her fingers along the keys, playing a soft, slow melody.

"I've decided." She felt his grin.

"I thought you might."

"They'll need all the help they can get. After what happened to Reed…I have no doubt of what horrors this demon can commit." He nodded and waved his hand. She found herself sitting on a beach of white sand. The ocean stretched out in front of her as far as her eyes could see. He was already on his feet, his sword at the ready.

Setsuna scrambled to her feet and drew her katana. As they fell into practice, he began to push harder, testing her. She pushed back, fighting with all of the pent up confusion she'd been hiding. The sound of their swords sounded oddly dulled because there was nothing but the sand and their bodies for the sounds to echo off of. Twice she had to retrieve her sword before he could finish her off. Once he was the one spinning across the sand to grab his blade.

"Will you show her your birthright?"

"I don't know yet." Setsuna blocked a particularly vicious assault and counter-attacked flawlessly. "I assume one day I may have to, should I live that long. Until then, I don't know."

He caught her guard with the tip of his blade and spun her sword. She quickly switched hands and dropped to her knees, slicing the blade across his knees. She heard him hiss in pain as she nicked his shin. She doubled her attack.

"Will you tell her about being a Dream Walker?" Setsuna clucked her tongue softly, telling him she wasn't sure. "It is not a bad thing you know. To be able to make a whole other world in your dreams and invite others into it? It is a gift."

"Invite others? You're the only person I've ever Walked with."

"Because you have yet to learn how to control your powers, and mine are so weak that this is the only place I can come. This is my dream world. I invited you here. Since you were young at the time it was easier. However, I cannot teach you how to make your own world. You must find another Walker to teach you that." Setsuna nearly missed his next attack. They had never truly spoken about Dream Walking before. He had quickly explained that a Dream Walker could cross into the world of dreams and meet other Dream Walkers or anyone who had a hint of magic in their blood.

"How will I know another Walker?"

"Well I assume they'll have a large sign on their chest that says, 'Dream Walker'." He laughed. She playfully batted at his sword. "No, but they'll make themselves known. You'll sense it."

Sand sprayed into the air as she slipped inside of his attack area and shoved her knee into the junction of his calf and ankle. He fell sideways, put his hand down into the sand, and flipped back to his feet. She sensed his grin had grown.

"Brava. Quite unexpected. Learning to fight dirty from the tiny vampire are you?"

"Possibly." She attacked again, backing him towards the water. "She's just another of the many mysteries in this palace. She said that she's a secret around here, but why? Wouldn't having a mage around be seen as a power symbol?"

"You said she's a Dark Mage though."

"Oh," Setsuna gasped. "I get it. If Cairo knew about her, he'd try to use her." She shivered. "I really don't think he'd succeed."

"That scary?"

"Worse."

"My kinda woman." He chuckled. "So she hides so the demon doesn't try to use her. Some Dark Mage. Shouldn't she be trying to join him?"

"That's what I wondered. There's got to be a back story to her being here. I'll bring it up to Kaede." She blocked and spun into another attack. After a few more rounds, he signaled her to stop. Together they collapsed onto the white sand. She breathed deep, enjoying the smell of salt and water. She listened to the waves crashing against the shore. Next to her, he sighed contently.

"If only I could really be here again." She looked at him. His hood was still up somehow and his face, forever hidden, remained in its depths.

"Why can't you?"

"A story for another time." He reached out and patted her hand lightly. "Another time…"