A/N: Forgive me! I know I'm so very late on this as well but I'm doing my best! Thank you for all the reviews! I don't know what I'd do without my readers! As promised, the next chapter of The Bloody Rose awaits you~
"Haji! It's been ages it seems!" Cameron threw his arms around me in an overly dramatic hug. My immediate response was to stiffen in his hold as I cleared my throat somewhat silently. After a moment, he awkwardly pulled away and extended his left arm to me. "How have ya been, friend?"
I shook his hand firmly but with a hint of reluctance. "Fine, I suppose."
He took in a short breath as he eyed the room nervously, almost as if he were searching for the answers in the walls. "…Well, if we can wait for our other guest, I'll tell you why I've come all the way from London."
"Other guest?" I turned to Kai questionably. He shrugged passively and went on cooking his meal. We soon delved into an uneasy silence from there as we simply stood there 'waiting'. Kai nonchalantly strode over to the window and suddenly took in a sharp gasp of breath. With a smile so wide, he dashed out of the pub with incredible speed. My eyes followed him down to a mint green Honda. The windows were far too tinted to possibly see inside.
The door swung open but as the stranger stepped out, Kai covered them in a smothering and overpowering embrace. They stumbled aback for a second before regaining their balance. The captivating laughter of a woman drifted to my ears sweetly, caressing them in their familiarity.
"You cant even being to imagine how much I've missed you!" Kai nearly shouted.
Again, she giggled but that time it held more emotion than the last. "Kai," her voice cracked. "I've missed you too," she wrapped her arms around him tightly, lovingly.
After awhile, he gradually led her inside tucked closely behind him, making small comments here and there. She stepped out from behind him and her lips stretched into an immense, joyous grin as she laid her sparkling sapphires upon me. "Uncle Haji!" she ran into my chest fanatically.
I leisurely slid my arms around her tiny form, truly missing her more so then the others. She had always been more like a little sister to me than anything else. She was the only person, other than Saya, I ever let myself get close to if only slightly. But with the presence of Ame, came the long elapsed spirit of Aki. I couldn't help but think of Ame without Aki coming alongside her. It was still so very natural in my way of thinking even after thirty-seven some odd years ago. I remember that fateful door oh so vividly. Solomon, he had…he had come back with Ame but Aki…she wasn't there. I could barely stand it and Kai…Kai was more than heartbroken.
"Uncle Haji, it's been so long," she buried herself further into my usual black suit, seeming to take in my scent. "The smell just before the rain," she said under her breath.
"Ame you can't even fathom how long," chivalrously, I whispered faintly though she heard me. Her head rose to look at me. Her right hand found its way to my alabaster cheek allusively.
"You look different…dead…almost," she muttered observantly, trying to peer past the misty shield I held before my glassy orbs. "What's happened?" that she said aloud. "Where's Aunt Saya?" she inquired, not taking her eyes from me. " I haven't seen her yet."
I put my hand over hers to guide it away. "Saya…she is still sleeping."
"Well, for goodness sakes! It's noon! Wake the girl up!" she chuckled and started up the stairs past me. "Aunt Saya! Wake up!"
"Ame," Kai called remorsefully. She turned towards him slightly, eyeing him curiously. He shook his head and her movements stopped.
"Kai, where's Aunt Saya?"
"She has yet to awaken from her hibernation," I answered morosely.
Her mood suddenly changed from pertly and ecstatic to sullen and shocked. "H-Haji…I'm so sorry."
"Actually, that's why I'm here," Cameron stepped in dominantly. "We think we might've found the cause to our little predicament," he smiled smugly (something I despised more than anything).
'Little predicament?' I growled inwardly.
"Well?" Ame fixed her eyes on him intently, listening for his long awaited answer.
"Well," he started. "we're thinking the medicine my mother gave her so long ago is still coursing through her blood stream and is therefore keeping her asleep."
"Wait, wait, wait. That antidote was designed to keep her awake. How could that possibly have anything to do with it? If anything, she should've woken up already."
"It' the only thing we can think of as the cause. So if we can get her out of her cocoon and-"
"No," I interrupted.
He narrowed his eyes into slits. "No?"
"No. Can you not recall Vietnam? Saya would never forgive any of us if we let something like that occur again."
"If we don't take that slim chance then she might not speak to any of us ever again anyway."
"Alright then, what do you propose we do?" he crossed his arms impatiently.
"Nothing. She'll wake upon her own."
"She's seven years past due. I'm thinking it's near impossible."
"She'll wake up when her body is well rested."
"But-" Ame raised her hand to stop him. "Cameron, I think Uncle Haji's made up his mind."
"And? He isn't the only person who cares for Saya," his tone both heated and appalled.
"Yes but he is her chevalier and knows what's best for her."
"She's a living being, not some experiment."
"Cameron, there's no use," Kai retorted.
A look of utter distain and indignation came over him as he clenched and unclenched his jaw, pursing his lips. "…Fine…I'll go waste more of my time figuring up the right decision so all of you can shoot it down." With that, he stormed out of pub Omoro.
Not once had I ever felt any kind of liking toward him. He had always been a nuisance to us…or me rather. One day after the next, he try's running more 'tests' on her yet no matter how many times he tries, she never wakes up. I'd given up on the boy long ago. I preferred Julia over her son but she had fallen immensely ill over the past years with Lymphoma. I couldn't ask of her assistance.
I wished to get away form this horrid place with every fiber of my being but I wouldn't possibly let myself leave Saya behind. What if she awoke and I wasn't there by her side as I always promised her I'd be? I'd never forgive myself. I had good faith she'd wake up soon, though my instincts whispered of the beginning of another everlasting sleep.
I didn't know how much longer I could bear with Saya. I felt I was losing myself with the aging hour every second she wasn't with me. I supposed you could say I'm quit pathetic but she is my reason for being. Without her, I have no purpose. Without her, I have no meaning.
"Oh Haji, lighten up. Always so doom and gloom. She'll wake up soon enough, don't you worry." I wanted nothing more than to believe her. Nothing would've made me happier. Even still, my 'happiness' was never truly granted without much struggle. Wasn't thirty-seven years without my beloved torture enough?
A/N: I really hope everyone enjoyed this one! I know I'm torturing Haji myself but great joy shall come to him soon…or will it? Sorry for the weird verb tense in this chapter. I had much trouble with it this time 'round. English isn't really my strong point. Reviews are love~!~