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*Tekao's perspective*

Sanosuke had led her to Lady Magdaria, laying on the ground, apparently deceased. She was torn between blind panic , and grief so black it threatened to engulf her. For, although she loved Sayo like a sister, wherever the tuberculosis-diagnosed girl went, Shogo would be close by. She looked around wildly as her icy eyes darted back and forth as though that thought would cause him to leap out of the bushes and scream 'SURPRISE!'

"Not now," she continually moaned, shrinking into a state of slight shock. Tekao had done so well in avoiding them, and here she was dumped in front of a dead Sayo with a man she did not know.

"Whats the matter with you?" Sano spoke rather rudely, interrupting her thoughts.

"Nothing. I don't like death."

"How did you know she was dead?" Asked the tall man carefully, furrowing his brows in slight suspicion.

Taking a deep breath, so she did not snap at Sanosuke (she refused to call him Sano, even in her own mind), she got up and pressed her hand lightly on Sayo's stomach, "She is not breathing, first of all, I highly doubt one like yourself would leave a sleeping or unconscious woman in the woods by herself, and her eyes are not fluttering, meaning she is neither in an R.E.M. cycle or in a state where she has suffered a blow."

"Oh..." he muttered, flushing slightly.

"Shame. Was she your wife, or girlfriend?"

From the man's look, she could tell that Sayo and he had not been acquainted long enough to establish much of a relationship. "No," he added frankly, as though the sour look he had given was not assurance enough. Walking to gaze out at the ocean, turning his back to Tekao, she breathed out a sigh of relief. The maiden had not trusted herself to keep her identity hidden.

*Sano's perspective*

Tekao had acted strangely towards Sayo, he must admit, but he simply figured it was as she said, she was not comfortable towards death. He had turned away from her so she did not see the tears quivering in his eyes. Looking out towards the ocean and the setting sun, which has always given him solace, he pondered things slowly. Tekao reminded him strongely of Magdaria, although the two could not have looked more different. He did inspect their faces however, and found they were alike, the only difference being the pale fairness of Tekao in contrast to Sayo's tan, the golden tresses of the live maiden in comparison to the deceased; the style slightly different, and the eye color.

The clothes they both bore were highly different, running his eyes over the swirling dark red and black dress of Tekao, and Sayo's bright, chipper colors. Like Night and Day, he decided, chuckling.

"What is so funny?" She inquired, voice much like Magdaria's, although Tekao's had a slight tinge of accent he did not recognize.

"I was just thinking. You two look like Night and Day."

"Wh would be Night?"

"She would."

"I would be day? Why?"

"You're paler with golden hair. She has darker hair."

"I see your point," admitted Tekao, pinching a piece of blonde hair between her fingers.

"I'm thinking of changing my eye and hair color," she told him, frowning.

"Why would ya do that?"

"Because I am too easily identifiable. Bright golden hair among a mass of black and brown, blue eyes where most have green, lavender, brown."

"Why would that matter? So you stand out. You on the run from the law or somethin?" He laughed, grinning.

"No," she snapped so harshly the grin disappeared from his face.

"Just askin, don't get all worked up."

"Well if you didn't ask so many questions as lightly as you did I would be more pleasant around you," she snarled, standing up and clenching her fists.

Resisting the urge to laugh as he saw this woman, probably younger than he by a year or two, certainly smaller than he, weighing half his weight, standing up with fury and in a threatening position.

Smiling, he patted her shoulder.

"Calm down," he said softly.

*Sano's being a jeeerk...lalalalalaaaaaaaalaa... but that IS his personality, so, you can't blame me. REVIEW AND YOU GET FOOD!