Saya was woken up earlier than usual that night. She opened her eyes in a daze and smiled softly. Carl was gently shaking her awake. Saya placed her hand on his cheek.
"Carl? What is it? I'm not in the mood," she whispered, nuzzling her cheek up against the pillow. Carl's hand gently rubbing her shoulder.
"Would you like to come with me?" Carl asked, pulling her up so she could sit next to him.
"Where? Where are we going?" Saya asked as she stretched her arms.
"To see our daughter," Carl said. Saya's eyes shot open as she gazed at him with confusion.
"Daughter?" Saya asked. She reached toward to touch his face but he grabbed her wrist. Kissing the tips of her fingers gently and then nodding his head.
"Yes, Saya. Diva, our daughter. She was kidnapped many years ago, no one could find her. However, the case has been reopened for a while and we can finally see her now that she's been found," Carl lied. Saya jumped into his arms and they fell back onto the bed.
"Oh Carl! A daughter! A beautiful baby girl! Of course I will come!" Saya exulted.
Excellent.
They arrived in Okinawa around mid-morning. They had taken a jet instead of a helicopter. Saya had forgotten about the night before during the ride. She was too excited to meet her daughter and felt proud that she had beared Carl's child. If only she knew what she looked liked.
"Can you tell me about her?" Saya asked. Carl leaned forward and kissed her and then whispered;
"She's so much like you,"
His hands were traveling up her sides down. He wrapped his arms around and pulled her into his lap, continuing the caress. Their lips locked and eyes closed. Not wanting to believe how much they loved each other. However, as Carl's right hand traveled up the side of Saya's neck Saya ceased the caress and looked aside.
"Wha-what happened to your arm?" Saya asked, moving back to her seat and looking at him with intense lucid eyes.
"It's your fault really. Seeing as you and I are both rare Chiropterans we can have certain body parts replaced. Before, we knew each other as enemies. You cut off my arm and I had it replaced twice. However, we grew closer to each other and departed ourselves from the battle. I am proud to say that you are here today with me in this world. I am proud to say that I can love you with no one rejecting our relationship. Are you?" Carl asked. Saya's mind raced with uncertainty, but she wanted to please him.
"Yes," she said as she nodded her head.
"Yes, I am proud to be your lover," she whispered. Carl leaned into her face and kissed her. He had removed his gloves, exposing his hands. His claw-like fingers caressed Saya's face and ebony tresses. He wanted so much more of her. However, this was not a perfect setting. There was company.
"Sorry to break you sweet couple up but we'll be arriving in a few minutes if the weather is fair," Mr. Jordan said.
"Why did we bring him along?" Saya asked, kissing Carl back as he kissed her.
"He's of some use," he answered contemptuously and impishly. Saya giggled softly.
"I love you..." she whispered. Not knowing if that was the truth or not.