By: Cruel Yoru

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Eternity

The eternal body of a young lady.

The mind once that of an eternal being now void of memory has reverted into a child's state of mind.

Even as the memories come flooding back, she is unable to fully return to the past as her new experiences have forced her to revisit feelings that had long been

forgotten whithin eternity.

In my half asleep daze where memories of my horrible but true past invade my current reality, it is wiped clean with a sound I know all too well.

I was the one who taught him how to play after all.

I remember I used to hate listening to him play after he had surpassed me. It forced me to hear just how much better he was then myself. But instead of hearing the difference of skill through the long years, I started hearing the beauty of what his skill could summon into the strings of that old beat up Cello.

Such a beautiful sound...so sweetly...sad.

In my dreams I can always hear his playing. It makes me feel as though he's always with me no matter where we both are in the world and it comforts me.

I've been trying to be strong for everyone including myself. I don't want anyone else to be sad becuase of me. I still feel so much guilt over what I've done to Haji alone! Inspite of this, he has no resentment towards me for what I've stolen from him. He actually seems happy to me though he never really shows much emotions. I know he plays for me to try and help ease my pain. It does help a little. I am so grateful for him being here with me and I'm a horrible and selfish person for continuing to wish that he'd stay with me. I've taken enough from him haven't I, but I still want more from him. I'm still as shelfish as the day I first met him.

Each time I smile to him, I can't help but feel this deep guilt in me. I hope he doesn't notice and mistake it for pity or think that I don't like being with him. I do very much like spending time with him...yet I don't. Being with him reminds me of so many happy memories we shared, but also of so many unhappy ones from that time in my life I somtimes wish I could forget.

I glance over at him as he silently continues on his Cello. When I first met him in Okinawa and was unable to remember him I had the passing thought of him being incredibally handsome. I still do, but I didn't have all the worries I have now in my mind back then. He looked so solem playing his music. Eyes closed as if to envision the music itself. His jet black waved hair swept back in a lazy pony tail tied with blue ribbon. His long and lean body sat in a proper position with his arm guiding the bow across the strings in a gentle but bold movement.

Looking into his eyes before I could remember him frightened me. They were so emotionless as steel, like a machine. Yet they simotaniously called to me. Now as we hold eachother's gaze, I see deep respect where others wouldn't. I see an endless blue like the ocean I so loved back home. I also see something else though I'm not sure what it is. It could be my imagination.

I close my eyes in hopes of falling to sleep listening to his music, letting it's sound wash out all my troublsome thoughts. Then sleep begins to take me. In my sleep I see more memories of my past rushing by me, overwhelming me. I feel like I'm going to lose my mind if I remember anymore but, I also think to myself if I can go back to the way things were before then it might be less painful for me. I can't go back though, not after being with Otou-san, with Kai, and with Riku...Riku...

If I went back, I would have to forget about them. I would still remember Haji but I wouldn't remember them. They all helped me to learn new things. Things about them and myself. To feel things, to feel happiness that as my past self, I had let go of and had long forgotten.

I suppose I'm being selfish again. Before, it was always just Haji and me. We both taught and learned from eachother, and I still crave for more people to stay by my side. I'd like to say sorry to everyone but whenever I try, they all tell me I shouldn't be. So instead I want to thank you. Thank you all for staying with me, doing everything you can to help me in my cause without reciving anything in return. And mostly, thank you Haji.

Thank you so much for giving everything up for my selfish desires without a single complaint, for always supporting me and never wavering. Thank you for your songs that give me such peace and above all, thank you for remaining with me all this time. You just being near me gives me so much strength to carry on. When this is all over, I promise I'll grant any wish you have, whatever it is. Just on one condition. From the bottom of my heart, I beg you, please, please promise me that we'll always be together. For all eternity. I could live on until time ended however, if you were gone I would be dead for all those years.

In my dream I see Haji above me running his fingers through my hair. It feels so real as if this was not a dream at all. It must be a dream though. He's wearing a genuine smile that's so gentle and warm, I can't help but smile back. This time I feel no guilt, just happiness, happiness at seeing him happy. As the image I see fades away, I hear his voice whisper lovingly to me, "I promise."

A/N: This is one piece to the whole that is spoken in Saya's perspective. Read them in whichever order you like. This one ia little longer than Haji's due to the fact that Saya has many conflicting and confusing emotions she's experiencing right now and is a little scatter brianed. If you enjoyed this, the other or both stories, please feel free to comment and/or give your advice on how I can improve my work to better meet your expectations.