Train was waiting on the rooftop anxiously with the ramune bottles beside him. He had been acting casually ever since Saya had come back, and he was glad that he could act so casually without putting too much effort into it. He was feeling many emotions that he never knew existed all at once. His heart was racing excitedly with the thought that Saya was alive. He felt invincible and happy at the same time. He wondered how long it would be before Sven, Rinslet or Eve would catch on. The Eden project had been destroyed and he had returned from traveling the world. He was glad that the world was now at peace.
Even when he was traveling the world, he would still dream of Saya. Now that he was resuming his job as a sweeper, it felt good to be with Rinslet, Eve, and Sven again. He had passed Saya once when he was walking on the sidewalk while he was traveling, but he had never seen her again after that-until now, that was. He had wondered if he was just seeing things or if she truly was alive. He remembered her saying something about forgetting the past and moving on with his life. He also remembered the dream that he had had six or seven days ago.
Six or seven months ago, she was waiting for me, he thought. Now I'm waiting for her. What's taking her so long? Something told him that Creed was after her again, but Creed was now living on the countryside with Echidna now. Creed couldn't possibly travel from the countryside just to get to Saya.
Saya finally appeared beside Train. "Sorry about that," she panted. "I can't run as fast as you can. What flavor are those ramune bottles?"
"I have Blue Hawaii and the one that you asked for. Wait, you didn't mention what flavor you wanted."
"I didn't?! How could I be so dumb?! What flavor did you get me?"
"I got you peach."
"Cool! Thanks. I'm such a dope for not telling you what flavor I wanted."
"You're not a dope. Sit beside me." When she continued to stand a few footsteps away from him, he asked, "What? I don't bite."
"You really have changed for the better," Saya said, thinking aloud. "When I first met you, you were all silent and stuff. You didn't say too much. Now that you're a sweeper, your true personality is showing. I like the sweeper you. Stay that way."
Train looked at her and smiled. "I don't plan on going back to my old job, so you don't have to worry about that," he said.
"That's a handsome smile," Saya said before she could stop herself.
"Thanks." Train blushed deeply as he spoke.
"You're welcome," Saya said before taking her ramune bottle and drinking it. Train watched her drink, mesmerized by her beauty in the moonlight. After she finished taking her sip, Train said, "We haven't talked too much since you came back. I want to know everything that happened after you came back until now."
"You've got it," Saya said. "Well, you heard about my spirit telling me all those things. It also told me that I… I had to find you and tell you that I was okay, but when I got to the place where the tanker exploded, I couldn't find you anywhere. I tried searching for you and calling you, but I couldn't find you and you wouldn't answer your phone. So I just traveled around, catching criminals and hoping that I would find you somewhere. I was also dreaming about you a lot. I noticed that I kept on thinking of you. I caught myself thinking, 'What would Train do in this situation?' more than once. I was also wondering if you still had your gun. Show it to me."
Train pulled out Hades and showed it to Saya. "It's right here," he said. "I won't ever let go of it again."
"Good," Saya said. "Hades knows you and you know Hades. I know my Beretta and it knows me. Say, what did you do with that gun of yours when we first met?"
"I… I took people's lives with it. I belonged to Chronos, an organization that secretly controls one-third of the world's economy. Chronos had two divisions- normal assassins and the Numbers, which are the top people of Chronos. I used to be Number XIII, but I quit after you died. That's why I became a sweeper- because of you. If I hadn't met you, I probably would still be an assassin. Maybe I would've quit in my own time, but your death caused me to leave early." He paused to gaze into Saya's eyes before saying, "If I scared you, I apologize. It's why I was walking around with a gun like this. I won't ever take another life with it."
"That's all right," Saya said. "I can deal with it. You've got an interesting life there, Train. You went around killing people for how many years?"
"Well, I started since I was thirteen and was taken in as a Number at age eighteen," Train said.
"So you've been killing people all your life, then," Saya said.
"Almost my whole life," Train said. "I wasn't killing people for the first thirteen years of my life."
"Oh," she said. She drank some more of her ramune.
"Did that kill your night?" Train asked.
"No," Saya said. "If anything, it helped me understand you better. It gave me a glimpse of your past." Train stared out into the distance for a few seconds before Saya asked him, "Aren't you going to drink your ramune?"
"Yeah," Train said as he unscrewed the cap. He took a few big sips of it before putting it down.
"So, how does it taste?" Saya asked.
"It's good," Train said. "It's better than I thought it would be, that's for sure." He blushed deeply as Saya sat down next to him and put her head on his shoulder.
"You're warm," she muttered before sighing contentedly.
Train stopped blushing after a few minutes and realized that Saya had fallen asleep. The hours seemed to drag on as Train slowly grew more and more tired. He eventually lay on his side, adjusted Saya so that she faced him on her side, hugged her close, and then fell asleep.
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The sunlight shone in Train's eyes, nearly blinding him as he woke up. He remembered last night's events. He had told Saya the truth about his days as a Chronos Number. He looked at Saya and saw that she was still sleeping peacefully. He watched her sleep until she woke up.
Saya blinked and stared into Train's eyes for a few minutes. Those beautiful yellow eyes pierced her blue ones with such softness that she hadn't known when they first met. He really did change, she thought. She smiled just to see what he would do. Train blushed quickly and smiled back.
This is one heck of a way to spend a morning out on a rooftop, Train thought. He released Saya from his grasp in his arms, stood up, and stretched. "What?" he asked when he caught Saya staring at him. "Don't look at me like that!"
Saya just smiled and laughed. A content feeling swept through her and stayed in her heart. She was always calm around Train and she didn't know why. "Do you know what time it is?" She asked before standing up and stretching.
"I don't have a watch with me," Train said. "It looks like it's ten in the morning, though."
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Sven looked up as Train and Saya came in through the front door of their apartment.
"Hey, Train?"
Train blinked twice before saying anything. "Yeah?"
"Can we leave this apartment now? It smells like crap, there's some mold on the walls, the stove sucks at cooking anything," Sven jabbed an accusing finger at the stove while speaking, "I could hardly flush the toilet this morning, we don't have any good bounties in this town, and we hardly have enough money to live in this place!"
"All right, then. Let's blow this town."
"I heard that Hayden Desna was on the loose again," Eve said. "She has somehow escaped from prison."
"Not again!" Train said.
"It means more money for you guys, though," Saya said. "Maybe her bounty has increased since the last time you caught her."
"That was only a few days ago, though!" Train said.
"Well, why don't we go out and catch her?" Saya asked. "By the way, can I join you guys? Maybe I could help you get some more money and also help you out when you're capturing criminals."
"Sure," Train said before Sven or Eve could say anything.
"Okay," Sven said.
"I guess you're in," Eve said.
"Let's do this!" Train said enthusiastically as he walked out of the apartment. Saya was right next to him while Sven and Eve hung back.
"I wonder what Saya is capable of," Eve said. She wouldn't have to wait long to find out.