Chapter 2 – Meeting the Past

Train still staring blankly at the figure in front of him, but he snaps himself out of it.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said finally after staring for like five seconds.

"Oh, good. Cause I don't want to get involved in a suicide attempt." She chuckled. Train pulls himself up from the bush and brushes the leaves on his shirt and pants away.

"You know," said Saya while she observes Train's face, "you look familiar to me." Train's heartbeat jumps. He quickly covers his XIII tattoo on his chest by grabbing his jacket. What if she recognizes him? "Have we met before?" she asked.

Train gulped. There's no way he should tell her that he's Train. She would freak out. Saya tilts her head sideways, "Train?" she asked.

Without thinking, Train looks at her face nervously and pretends to be confused. "Who?"

"Oh, you must be a different person." She smiles sheepishly. "I thought you're someone I know. Sorry." Train gives out a slight sigh of relief. Saya points his shirt. "There's no way he's wearing that kind of clothes, anyway." Train looks at his shirt and makes a face.

"Uh, it's okay. We all make mistakes, don't we?" Train turns his head away from Saya. He begins to blush.

"So what's your name, then?"

Train feels speechless for a moment and he turns his head away quickly to think. He spots a trashcan behind him, with a bright-colored flyer creeping out on top. The title says, 'Saiyan's Fall Exhibition'.

"Sai." Train whispered, and then repeats it again. "Sai. My name's Sai." He told her.

"Nice to meet you, Sai." Saya reaches Train's hand and shakes it. "I'm Minatsuki Saya. Just call me Saya."

"Anyway," she moves her head to Train's. "Why and how did you fall from the sky?"

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Train and Saya marches along a bridge above the silent river. The frosty wind whizzes through their faces, but still some warmth can be felt from it. Train's hand runs to the metal railing on the bridge as he chats with Saya. Luckily, on the way, Train finds Eve's pin abandoned in his pocket and uses it to pin his jacket and cover his tattoo.

"So, you've tried to fly, but then realizes you couldn't?" Saya laughs, "You're so silly!"

Scratching his head, Train knows it's a ridiculous reason, but still he goes with it rather than nothing and gets a suspicious glare from her.

"So…." Said Train, trying to change the subject. "Who's your friend that you've mentioned earlier?" Even though, this can blow his cover, he still wants to know some facts from her.

"Oh yeah, let me tell you about a friend of mine! His name is Train." Saya exclaimed in delight. "One fact that you should know that he looks just like you. Literally!"

"He is, is he?" Train gazes to the full moon, shining brightly like a giant-sphered star.

"Yeah, and he works in a big organization, but I can't tell you what is it."

When she said this, Train frowns. Plunging his hand to his pocket, while the other hand lands on the side of his neck.

"Is that a gun?" asked Train, pretending to be curious as he points on Saya's handgun being hidden by her clothes.

"Oh, yeah, it's mine." She takes it out and poses like a gun master. "I'm a sweeper."

They both stops on the edge of a balcony at the end of the route after passing the bridge. Saya stares at the velvet blue night sky with her hand holding the steel bar of the fence. The view is very beautiful. The river flows to the sea-like ocean that reflects the moonlight. A street lamp on the side accompanying them both with it's soft yellow light.

"You know." Saya glances at Train, "There's a great festival tomorrow." She stops for a moment. "Will you come for it?"

Train suddenly realizes something, like someone just hit him on his head.

"No… I don't think so." He whispered slowly.

"Can you come?" Saya puts her gun back into where she have taken it . "Although we've just met, you seem nice." She gawks again to the sky. "I know a place that can show a great view for the fireworks."

Train tries to focus on the conversation, but his mind is overwhelmed by the memories of Saya's death and Creed, grinning from ear to ear after he stains his blade with her blood. He then clenches his fist, making a decision that he could possibly regret.

"I'll come." Said Train, clearing his anxiety away.

Saya's eyes flashes on his answer and smiles widely. "Thanks, Sai. It would be fun, I'm sure! We'll watch the amazing fireworks after the festival, and you can meet Train! I bet he'll be surprised when he sees you!" She suddenly pauses again. "But… Train's been out for like ten days. I can't contact him. Who knows what he's doing, his sudden absence always makes me worry."

When the word, 'meet Train' travels through Train's ear, he widens his eyes. 'Uh oh, I forgot about the other me.' He thought. 'What should I do?'

Before he could say anything, a muffled ringtone came out from Saya's clothes. She fishes her phone out and flips it open.

"Wow, it's already 9 o'clock!" she gasped. "Better hurry home! Nice to know about you, Sai. Come here," she pushes her head near Train's ear and whispers something, then she pulls herself away from him. "Don't forget, tomorrow night, meet me there!" She then rushes away from Train and shouted as she waves her hand at him, "See you!"

Train's frozen. Thinking what in the world he had done. Meeting Saya, and promised her to see the fireworks tomorrow, risking himself to meet the past Train. What's next?

He gives out a long, desperate sigh.

"Well, that settles it." He said sarcastically. "I don't really know what to do right now." He takes a deep breath. "The only thing I can do is to deal with it."

He looks at the mirroring sea one last time before he leaves and he walks away from the dark, dull street. While he's walking around the city, wondering where can he sleep, he suddenly notices something. A shadow with a hood and robe, which flashes away the second Train sees it.

"Leonne! I almost forgot about that guy!" Train muttered. He sets his feet and chases him into the gloomy alleys. After a minute of chasing, the hooded guy turns into another alley. Train sprints faster but then he finds himself in a dead end after he turns to the alley that Leonne just ran.

"Damn. I lost him." Grumbled Train, seeing nothing but only bricks with cracked cement along it.

He decides to stop there for some reason and sit against the red wall. Instead of how to go back to the present, he begins to think about the past, with thoughts that often haunt him. But something comes across his mind again. He just realized that Saya just mentioned about the festival and fireworks tomorrow, which means tomorrow is when Creed's going to kill her. But should he stop Creed? This is his only change to change her fate, he thought. He shakes his head and watches the midnight moon shines brighter than ever.

"Whatever happens, let it happen." He whispered to himself and closes his tired eyes.