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Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Tail. But you can still sew me for the three cents that I have saved up for college.

Chapter 9

Meimi walked out of the tall skyscraper whistling. She felt good for completing a day of hard work. To her surprise, she found Asuka Jr. sitting on a bench across the street staring in her general direction. He looked up to meet her azure eyes. She smiled and walked across the street to meet him.

" You didn't have to wait for me." She said even though she was happy he did.

" I know, but we need to talk." Asuka Jr. replied getting up and steering her down the street.

" About what?" Meimi questioned a flutter of nervousness sparking in her stomach.

" I think you know what I'm talking about." He said in all seriousness.

" Asuka, I don't know what you're talking about." She said playing dumb.

(Oh, hell. Maybe this whole thing is one crazy coincident.)

" We need to talk about Saint Tail." He said briefly.

" The thief from your hometown?" Meimi asked trying to keep collected.

" Yes. I think…this may sound stupid…I think you're Meimi Haneoka, Saint Tail. Now maybe you don't remember this, but you look and act, everything about you, is exactly how she was." Asuka Jr. stuttered. He had finally gotten it off his chest and yet he didn't feel satisfied.

" I…" Meimi whispered, stunned.

(What do I do now?) She thought pleading for an answer. Her conscious did not react.

" Yes?" Asuka Jr. persisted. Meimi clenched her eyes shut and sucked in a shallow breath of air.

" Did you love her?" She asked.

" Did I love her, meaning Meimi?"

" Yes." He pondered the question even though he already knew his reply.

" I did. So much that I didn't care that she was the thief I was chasing for so long. All I cared about was that she was Meimi Haneoka and that she was the one I loved." Asuka Jr. said in a determined voice. Meimi felt her shoulders droop as tears came to her eyes. Her breath released all the stress of holding her secret. She ran into his chest and threw her nervously shaking arms around him.

" I wanted to tell you so much. I wanted to just forget about the time that has past and return to how it was, you being Asuka Jr. and me being Meimi. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry…" Meimi sobbed. Her weight dropped to her knees as she fell towards the asphalt. All the mental stress was finally released. All of her sorrows could finally be gone. Asuka Jr. held her by her arms allowing her to rest on him.

" I knew it all along…" He said stroking her crimson orange hair. Meimi shut her eyes and smiled. She dug her face into his jacket. He smelled of soap.

(How does it feel to be alone and betrayed?) A new voice asked in a low growl.

(What? But I thought I was done. I thought once I found Asuka Jr. and remembered my past that I would stop remembering things. Why are there still more memories? From what?) Her head buzzed.

(You have simply remembered your late childhood early teen years. Have you forgotten why you came to this city? Have you forgotten why you forgot?) Her conscious spoke. (I can't help you with this part of your life, Meimi.) It said before fading.

(Wait! Who said that? Why can't you help me?) Her head swarmed with questions. Meimi opened her eyes and discovered a frown on her lips.

" What's wrong?" Asuka Jr. asked. He had felt something change in the wind, in her spirit.

" Nothing…" She said trying to wipe away the memory. Meimi tried to comfort herself by hugging Asuka Jr. tighter. It helped a little.

" Let's go home." He said taking her hand. Meimi smiled again, wrapping her fingers around his strong hand.

They entered the apartment with high hopes. Meimi put her jacket on the coat rack and walked into the bathroom. Asuka Jr. threw his coat onto the couch as usual and strolled over to the message machine. The red number 'one' flashed slowly on the black background. He pushed the 'play' button and waited for the voice.

" You have one new message." The monotonous female voice rang. " Message one."

" Asuka…it's me…Seira. I just wanted to apologize for overreacting. I'm not admitting to what you did was right because truly it was wrong. I just…I just miss you." Seira's voice said in a sad tone. " Please call me back. I'll be waiting."

Meimi overheard the whole message. She was brushing her teeth vigorously but she seemed to slow down with every word that played on the machine.

(That's right. I still have to confront Seira. And the whole relationship between her and Asuka Jr. can't be forgotten.) She thought and sighed. (I wish it could be though…) Meimi spit into the sink and wiped her mouth with the back of her pajama shirtsleeve. She walked uncertainly into the room waiting for Asuka Jr. to look at her. He was bent over the counter where the phone was. He pushed back his bangs, clutching his forehead lost in thought. Meimi slowly walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. She lay her head on his spine and rocked gently. Neither of the two exchanged words. There were none to exchange. Asuka Jr. grasped her hands gently and withdrew them from his waist.

" You understand don't you?" He said turning around. Meimi wore a hurt expression but still nodded. Asuka Jr. unfolded the futon and made the bed.

" I thought since…you know… we could…" Meimi said fidgeting with her pajama sleeve. Asuka Jr. ducked his head.

" I don't know… You and Seira…" He said trying to explain.

" I understand." She said. Asuka looked up at her to see her smiling despite the tears glistening in her eyes.

" When will you tell Seira?" He asked trying to change the subject.

" I don't know…" She whispered. She had a pained expression on her face.

(It must be so overwhelming…) He thought his heart twisting in guilt. He walked behind he and began to kiss her neck softly. Meimi looked to the floor letting her hair fall to the opposite side. Her head tilted away from Asuka Jr. as he continued to kiss her.

" I'm sorry…" She said her tears finally hitting the floor.

" For what?" He asked quietly into her ear.

" For making you pick. For coming back into your life. For ruining it." Asuka enfolded his arms around her collar.

" You did not ruin my life." He assured her. I'm sorry for hurting you if I did."

" You didn't." She walked out of his arms and sat down on the futon. " Goodnight."

" Yeah…goodnight." Asuka Jr. said a small smile tugging on the corner of his mouth. He shut the wooden door once again separating him from her.

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