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Train: If she did…

Saya: This would probably all happen…

14AmyChan: Why do you guys sound like it's a bad thing?

Train and Saya: No reason!

14AmyChan: Wow, you guys were in sync! *^_^* enjoy the story~! *^_^*

It had been two weeks since Sven and Train partnered up. Train thought it was pretty neat that Sweepers could work in pairs, but missed Saya so much that it would hurt.

"So, are you going to send those?" Sven asked for the umpteenth time. By those, he was referring to letters that Train wrote to Saya every night, but decided not to send. Train wanted to send them, but he couldn't bring himself to. Sven, of course, had no idea who the letters were for, but he could tell that they were important to Train.

"Where's the next target?" Train changed the subject. He didn't want to be reminded that he had been the one to walk out on Saya. It hurt every time he thought about it. But he always kept the bell as a reminder that he was free, but he would remember Saya.

"There is no target" Sven sighed. This caught Trains ears. "No target?"

"No, we're going to see a friend of mine" Sven said. "A former sweeper who might have some info for a new find."

"Nice!" Train said as he sat back for a nap. He'd found sleeping a lot easier since he came face-to-face with this new 'freedom'.

…/…/…/

"It's a good thing I switched locations" Annette said, getting off of the phone. "That last place has been under attach twenty times within the past couple weeks."

"That's awful" Saya said, looking up from her sweeping. She didn't have a yukata on, but a tee-shirt and jeans instead. And since the store wasn't open, she was wearing the cat ears from that night. It hurt her to think about it, but she really believed that she did the right thing in letting Train go. "Were they all like Goods?"

"They were something, all right" Annette said, rubbing her neck tenderly. She had almost been suffocated and now she couldn't even eat her pancakes with syrup anymore! Talk about cruel… "By the way, a friend of mine is coming by. Says he picked up a greenhorn and they need leads."

"All right" Saya said, vaguely wondering what Train would be doing right now…

…/…/…/

"We're here" Sven said, getting out. Train followed suit, nevermind the fact that he had just woke up two seconds. Train looked up at the sign. Caffe Cait Sith, huh? Train wondered. He decided it reminded him of something. He decided to be careful, and not to dismiss his instincts.

"Hello, Annette" Sven said as he opened the door to the shop that was still closed.

"Oh, Sven" came a voice from inside that Train knew. Train halted in his tracks. He didn't know what to do. He left Saya in her care and just left. What would happen if Saya were there now?

"Are you coming in or not?" Sven asked, yanking Train out of his thoughts. Train just nodded and walked into the shop behind Sven. Then he saw her.

…/…/…/

Train? Saya thought as she saw Train walk in behind Sven. Saya vaguely remembered the man who had saved their skins from the crazy gay guy. She didn't know how to handle the situation. Why is Train here?

"Maybe you two should catch up with each other" Annette declared loudly, taking the broom out of Saya's hands and shoving her and Train out of the door. "Anne-" Saya couldn't finish because Annette had just shut the door behind them.

…/…/…/

Train and Saya had no idea what to do. As far as they could see, there wasn't an arcade in sight. Train decided to take the initiative. "Want to take a walk?"

"Sure" Saya said, her mind exploding with questions, but unable to talk. After they had walked away from the shop aways, Train asked "So, you don't like yukatas anymore?"

He remembered what they were called… Saya thought as she said, "No, I still like them, it's just safer for me to wear these kind of clothes."

"Safer?" Train picked up on that word instantly. "Were you attacked? What happened?"

Saya was a little taken aback when he picked up on it so quickly. "You know about Princeton Goods, right?"

"Extreme nature-lover, right? He murdered a few construction workers who were going to take out some trees to make a mall" Train wondered why this guy would be important.

"He got some power that let him make sap whenever he wanted. He used it to trap Annette and try to take us out" Saya wondered why Train looked a little madder than he did a few minutes. "He said that someone with silver told him to murder me and that-"

"This isn't going to work" Train said. He didn't want to hear what Creed had told this creep, what mattered most to Train at the moment was Saya's safety. "Have any other people with powers come after you?"

"N-no" Saya said, completely bewildered. It looked like Train had been expecting something like this, and that he most certainly wasn't happy with it. "Well, yeah, but we high-tailed it out of there and got over here. It doesn't look like we were followed here though…"

Train looked over at Saya and took in what she was wearing for the first time. On an impulse, he reached up and rubbed the cat ears. He remembered that he was the one that walked out on Saya and wondered how on Earth he could ask her to come back.

Saya didn't want to say anything. She liked having his hand on her head, it gave her some security, even though she was a sweeper and a grown woman who could take care of herself. "Train, I want you to tell me the truth" she said, in what she hoped was a strong voice. "Did you know something like this would happen."

Train didn't know what to say. Then he decided to be blunt, but it didn't turn out so blunt. "I thought you wouldn't be targeted if we split" Train admitted sadly. "I'm so sorry…" he added before he could stop himself. He didn't know why he wanted to stop himself from saying it, but it was said and done.

"Well you were wrong" Saya said. For some reason, she wanted to cry. She thought that Train was babying her when he was just trying to protect her. When he left, her heart was torn into a million pieces and convinced herself that it was going to be okay. When he came back, at the same time, she rejoiced and wept inside. Now, she didn't know what she felt. Especially when he hugged her.

"Could I try protecting you again?" Train asked, instantly kicking himself for the cheezyness and corneyness of the line. "You're the first thing I've ever wanted to protect, so I want to do a good job." Train thought he would dance when he felt her hug back. "Yeah, but this time, I'll protect you, too…"

…/…/…/

"So, they know each other, split, and now you shoved them together to sort things out?" Sven asked Annette as he lit a cigarette.

"Yep" Annette said, pulling out a cigarette of her own. "I couldn't just sit there and watch her beat herself up day after day."

"I wondered who he was writing to for the last two weeks" Sven said. "He didn't send them, but they were important to him."

"When someone so important just disappears, you don't just feel hurt, you feel like dying" Annette said. "There's nothing good behind a fake smile. They'll work it out."

"Yeah…" Sven sighed with a smile, taking a drag on his cigarette.

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Eve: What about me?

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