14AmyChan: I don't own anything~! *^_^*
Train: You haven't worked on this in awhile… :(
14AmyChan: I'm sorry, finals are hard!
Train: Just get on with the story.
14AmyChan: Okay~! *^_^*
Train left Saya to her own devices. He assured himself that she could take care of herself for about fifteen minutes. Maybe less.
He walked into the semi-familiar shop. That lady was behind the bar, polishing a glass. Train would have sworn that a western-style tumbleweed would have blown straight through the place. It was bone-dry empty.
"This is my break, so talk quick" the lady, Annette, said. Train finally remembered her name. He could also tell that she was packing heat.
"Could you take Saya in?" Train asked, being as blunt as he could. He sat down right in front of Annette and stared her straight in the eye. "She's in danger as long as she's with me, so I need to make sure I leave her someplace safe" Train did his best to convey that he didn't want her to ask any questions.
.../.../.../
Frankly, Annette was shocked. This was the first time someone had talked to her about Saya's well being. And the last person she expected it to come from was an assassin, much less the infamous Black Cat.
"What danger?" Annette asked, pulling out a cigarette. She made this place so people could smoke for a reason.
"Let's just say I have a creepy gay stalker that wants to kill her" the kid said. Annette noticed for the first time how young he really was. She took a drag and mulled it over. If the infamous Black Cat had a stalker that was still bugging him, that meant that this guy was Chronos level or higher. AAA level fighting. Also, if the infamous assassin hadn't killed this guy yet, that could mean that he was going on a killing strike of some sort. That theory was just proved by his seemingly desire to keep innocent bystanders, meaning Saya, out of it.
In short, this guy was either acting or changing.
"So, why me?" Annette asked. Saya was over-friendly with everybody. It wouldn't be surprising if she jumped out and said hi to any random stranger.
"She knows you, and you know her, at least" the Black Cat answered. His eyes narrowed into slits and Annette could see why he was codenamed the 'Black Cat'. "If you don't help, then it would only be putting Saya's life into unnecessary danger."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Annette asked. "She isn't a sweeper just for the name, you know."
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This question hit Train square on the nose and for a moment he couldn't answer. He mulled it over a little bit. Saya had made a drastic change in his life, and her constant presence helped him to keep doing what he believed was right.
But her life was at stake. If it meant going through a little bit of pain, he would gladly do that if it would save her life. "If it means she'll be okay, then yeah"
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Train walked around the main square. He saw Saya eating some cotton candy. She really did like that stuff… Train ran over to her.
"Hey" he said as casually as he could. Saya looked up at his face and smiled that angelic smile of hers. It nearly tore his heart in two.
"Want some cotton candy?" Saya asked, plucking off a piece and offering it to him. Train took it without a fight. The one thing he could say about the taste was that it was bittersweet…
The time was eleven fifty-five.
14AmyChan: Hope you liked it~! *^_^*
Sven: And where were you?
14AmyChan: Getting a butler…
Train: what butler?
Sebastian: Please do not talk to the young lady so roughly. *^_^*
Eve: He took Amy's smile…
14AmyChan: Sebastian, that's my smiley. Refrain from using it.
Sebastian: Yes, my lady.
14AmyChan: Please R&R~! *^_^*