Haji's Queen Ch 6

KAI POV
I walk downstairs to kitchen, allured by the scent of Lewis' cooking. David is up early for once, and does not reek of booze. Despite all this, I sense something is wrong, and I know it has something to do with Saya.

"She left didn't she?" Monique looks up at me, her normally bright, blue eyes cloudy with worry,

"Yeah, and that strange guy that was with her as well. I went to check on her this morning, because I had some new clothes for her, but she was gone and the window was open." I let out a sigh; we were so close. Saya once again slips through our fingers. Mao picks that time to come bounding down the stairs and give me a surprise hug from behind.

"Kai, what's wrong?" Her high pitched voice sounds more like nails on a chalk board then that of a concerned girlfriend. I try not wince at her overly-sweet tone. I shove the clingy woman off me, and she throws a, "well then!" at me as I walk out of the room, upstairs to where Saya had slept. I thought of Haji's words as I enter the small room, the window now shut. Jealous huh? What reason do I have to be jealous of him? It wasn't because so many women found him attractive, for I have my "unwanted harem" as well. Yes, it is true that he was, no, is the closet person to Saya. Could that be it? I want to go back to Okinawa, but I can't do that now. I have a promise, and damnit I will keep it. I sit on the fresh-made bed, my hands in fists, and a think out loud,
"God what is wrong then?"

Haji POV

I stroke Saya's hair, she sleeps, on her side, on the padded pew of the church. I am kneeling on the ground in front of her. Without stirring she asks,
"Haji will you play a song for me?" It is a command to me.

"Of course Saya." I say, and walk over to the stairs that my case rests on. I open it, taking out the centuries old cello. I start to play her favorite song, and stop at the end of it, not bothering to repeat the song, noticing that Saya has fallen asleep. I smile. She is so beautiful. Putting the cello on the steps that lead to the altar, I walk towards the sleeping Queen. I watch her steady breathing and a small snore bubbles from her throat. Saya can be cute sometimes. I sit behind her, taking off my coat, and crossing my legs. I fold up my coat, and lay it on my lap. With the most delicate touch, I lift Saya's head up, shifting myself so that her head rests on the coat. She twitches a little, still deep in sleep. I smile once more at her angelic features, but laugh inside my head. An angel? An angel of death is closer to the truth. I almost slap myself at my inner comment, but I cannot risk waking up Saya. I decide on scowling instead. She is far more angelic than me. Saya cannot transform into some horrid beast. My frown deepens as I remember that day when we tried to leave the Zoo. I let loose my new, true powers, and after defeating any threat to her, I looked at Saya's eyes. I saw the pure, absolute fear in them, the sorrow. I was disgusted with myself and vowed to never show my true powers to her ever again unless absolutely necessary. I stop a shiver that threatens to run down my spine. I have never, ever seen Saya that scared before, or since. Sighing, I feel my wings inside me, poking at my back, wanting to release. My legs are numb from being in this position for so long. I figure it is time to "stretch out" my body, and if I don't my suppression on my full powers will break, and knowing my luck that will happen when I least want it. I see the dawn approaching. Saya still loves human food, perhaps I can go find some for her at a market in that town we passed through on the way here. I kiss my Saya on her forehead, spread my wings, taking off into the early sunlight.