.Hack/G.U. Reclamation

Ch.1

Haseo logged onto The World. Three emails were in his inbox, so he figured he'd check them out just in case The first two were from Piros and Matsu, both asking him to go on the same quest. He ignored those two. The last was from Atoli and was shorter than normal. It read:

Um...Haseo, I need to talk to you alone. Could you please come to (/) Sunny Ostentatious Garden. Thank you.

Haseo sighed. “She doesn't seem happy, I wonder what wrong with her,” he thought. “I should probably go talk to her.” He entered the game and quickly used the Chaos Gate to warp to the area. It was actually quite a beautiful area. It was basically a large field of flowers and the beach water seemed to have had extra effort out into the design, it must be one of Piros'. Atoli was sitting on a hill nearby.

“Oh, hello Haseo. I need to...talk to you about some things.” Atoli said, on the brink of tears.

Haseo sat down next to her and smiled. “Why are you so down Atoli? Did something bad happen today at school?”

Atoli looked away from him, and Haseo knew he wasn't going to like this. “Haseo...it's just...all you ever want to do is go fight and train. You promised me when we started this that you would take me to places like this often, and not emphasize fighting so much. I...I just can't take it anymore Haseo.” She was freely crying know.

“Wha...what do you mean Atoli,” Haseo asked, not wanting to believe this.

“I mean, I can't go on being your girlfriend anymore Haseo. I've tried to put up with it, but I can't anymore. We never take time to just enjoy the scenery, and you never let me just enjoy watching the lucky animals, you always kick them. Haseo...I'm done with you.” She got up and ran off quickly. Before Haseo could catch her, she gated and logged out.

Haseo fell to his knees and slowly began to cry. Atoli...the one who had actually got him back in to just playing again. Atoli...the one who he had thought he loved, was gone. The shock it gave him was so much, that he didn't notice another person walk up. A comforting hand was placed on his shoulder and he turned around and hugged the legs of the person.

He heard the person speak, but couldn't respond, the voice was familiar. He cried like that for almost an hour, then he could finally recognize the voice.

“You'll be ok, there are still plenty of girls that like you.”

“Al-Alkaid.”