Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews! Actually, I'm having quite a hard time in organizing the plot of this fic, since I happened to pick a very outrageous and well... out-of-this-world plot. But I'll do my best to give you a quality Sanosuke/Sayo fic! Also, if you have anything to suggest, please do. I'd love to hear from you. =P
Don't Play
With Fire
-+Chapter Two+-
"Good morning, Lady Magdalia."
After what seemed like eternity, she found herself able to breathe again. In fact, waking up had never felt so different, so good for her. She slowly sat up, and with her breathtaking emerald eyes she saw Rorenzo Shouzo, patiently watching over her. "Good morning to you, too, Shouzo," she greeted, smiling warmly at him.
He straightened up and looked deep into her eyes. "To see you well makes the morning good, my lady." He then stepped forward and extended his hand, gesturing for her to take it so he can help her up.
Sayo took her friend's hand and got out of her bed with his help, but somehow, she felt that something was not quite right. She felt stronger than she ever was, stronger than she had ever been and yet here was Shouzo looking after her as if she was a sick little girl who was supposed to be taken good care of and watched over all the time.
She was about to ask the young man all about it when something struck her. A vision of some sort, although she could not tell if it was from her past, or from the future that was yet to come. The sky was falling into darkness, and the night began embracing the world. She was in the middle of a grassy plain, surrounded by people that appeared so familiar to her. She was coughing heavily, and they were all looking at her worriedly.
"That sounds like tuberculosis," the redheaded samurai pointed out, a concerned look on his scarred face. At that instant, his friends' gazes snapped towards him, surprise and disbelief evident in their features.
"No, it can't be that!" a young man answered in return, his voice oozing with alarm and dread, but to Sayo's surprise, it did not come from the boy who stood by the samurai's side, a bamboo sword at hand. In fact, the words seemed to have surfaced from out of nowhere, as if the wind carried them through the miles from their speaker.
The samurai blurted out, "I still think it would be wise to have Dr. Elston examine her, just in case."
This time, it was the boy who spoke up. "That's right! That Dutch guy's a doctor! I had forgotten all about that!" he exclaimed in an enthusiastic tone, his face shining with hope all of a sudden, clear in the way his eyes gleamed amidst the darkness.
"Sano! Leave right now!"
And that was when it hit her.
"Sanosuke Sanosuke Sagara..?" she asked in a small voice, then she clasped her hands over her mouth. Everything them came raining down on her, and she remembered every single event that happened ever since then. Kaioh's conspiracy, and his plot to take over Japan using Shougo and his followers. The plans of Kenshin Himura and his friends to stop the mass murder that was bound to happen. The valiant efforts of Sanosuke to bring her to Dr. Elston, and her
Shouzo broke her reverie. "Lady Magdalia, is there something wrong?"
She was then as pale as sheet, as white as snow. She was trembling like a child lost in the midst of a caliginous forest, frightened at the realization that had just taken place. She didn't know what to do, and she most especially did not know what to believe in. She had the feeling it was the miracle she had hoped God would give her but she, too, doubted it, because it was just too much, as she was practically raised from the dead.
Upon seeing her condition, her loyal companion began to panic. Never in his entire life had he seen her so pallid, and he was afraid that it was her illness that was causing her frightening condition. "Lady Magdalia, please, get some rest," he told her gently, careful to hide whatever he was feeling, as he cautiously helped her back into her bed. "The doctor will see you shortly."
"I don't need to see a doctor, Shouzo," Sayo protested, sitting up. "I need to see Sanosuke Sagara."
The other, who was already by the door of the room, came to a halt. He turned around to look at her, confusion apparent in his face. "Sanosuke Sagara?" he questioned. "May I know who he is, my lady?"
She did not understand why he did not know who Sanosuke was, and the feeling of dread she experienced earlier returned like a shockwave. "Sanosuke Sagara. Don't you remember him, Shouzo? He's the one who was with us when we went to see Kaioh You know, the man who you fought with because he wouldn't return my medallion?" she resorted.
However, Shouzo's answer was, "But I have your medallion, Lady Magdalia!"
