You never know, but you don't like the city.
This place is too noisy, too busy, too full of expectations, and so full of lies that can be sensed from mile away. You detest it, the way that the bodies are so close together, huddling together, but people and their minds are always world apart.
You don't like it, the feeling of being watched. It scares you, because you don't even know why you're being followed. There are many gaps in your memories when you wake up in the white world of hospital, and everyone tells you that you've done well. Done what? You question, but no one replies. There are many people that are like you, they say, all of you will get over this eventually.
- it leads to the feeling that you don't belong there. You are too fragile, too calm, too weak for this world. And there are bad people everywhere, who dreams things that are beyond galaxies, beyond the future. Isn't it good enough? Isn't 2205 good enough?
(you realise, later, that they watch you because they're scared of your remembering everything.
because they put those strange devices on your head and tell you to calm down and sleep.
but there are feelings that overcome everything.)
xxx
(The name's [blur]. My black lacquered tachi is cool too, right!?)
Sometimes, you think you may be dreaming.
There is fire burning in your hands, blow up your feet and may be your life, when something - someone takes form in front of your eyes - black and golden and beautiful, steel turning flesh and cold turning warm and you have to inhale sharply -
There are pair of eyes that take in your soul.
xxx
In your dream, you're lost, wandering, questioning about what you should do.
(keep your distance, you don't belong to their time, they don't belong to your time - who are they?)
You look at the person in front of you, golden hair and black armor and a strange creature on his shoulder, smiling.
"Oh, you're the new master. You're younger than I expected."
You frown.
"It's Aruji-sama to you."
xxx
(you're no princess, he's no knight, he's just one of the people who keep you from getting lost)
Thump.
"I'm alright."
You don't reply, focus on tending the wound on his shoulder. He's thin, the thinnest of his kind, and maybe your hands are shaking a bit because it's so easy to break him in half -
"Really. I just failed the bite..."
"Shut up."
His eyes lightens up as the star as if he discovered a new thing in your face and your heart start to beat so fast that you can hear it with your every breath.
(like he has just realised that you do care for them, like you're not as nonchalant as you appear to be -)
(in your dream, where you can remember their faces, you know why you should keep your distance.)
xxx
(you're getting lost)
It's natural. You wake up and recall nothing, even though you're crying and your hands are shaking.
("We will meet in another time, right?")