A reunion of two blends [Saga]

Just like a thousand times... no, a million times before, the low, controlled screech of brakes hit her ears, and the murmur of people moving off and on the train. Riding on the train was still one of the best things she could think of; it was a good way for her to clear her head, it was a good way to think, and seeing people, seeing them live their lives... it was kind of nice, in a weird way. It usually made her angry... seeing people have lives where she didn't.

She stood in the middle of the train, holding onto one of the rings above her, moving aside to let someone sit next to her. Who was he? He had a briefcase, so he must be a businessman, but why was he so late? She wondered, watching him, as he sighed, closing his eyes and leaning back as far as he could. Must be someone working late, she figured, and went back to her own thoughts. She was tired, too.

Sometimes, people watching was nice... it made her angry sometimes, but tonight she didn't feel like getting angry. She just wanted to watch people, to see what life was like... she was gone for a few weeks, buried under a few dozen feet of concrete and dirt, or at least, it felt like she was. Really it was a regular old building, but with Muramasa, with his training, with how his people were... the few weeks she was gone felt like months.

Her eyes followed motion, turning to two girls she hadn't noticed before, sucking each other's faces. She didn't feel like getting angry, but it still bubbled up with her envy, but those brought nervousness, too. They made her think of Niso, and that angry turned inward; would he be mad at her? She disappeared for so long, it almost felt like forever...

"Get a room!"

Luzia blinked, looking at a boy yelling playfully at the two girls, and she sighed, letting go of the train to walk out into the station. She could walk from here; she didn't need to watch that. She walked out of the train station, blinking and holding out a hand, looking up; it was raining, apparently... not even that, it was raining so gently that the drops were coming down like snow; it was misting, really, not even getting her hands wet. She was surprised, but she still smiled, a little bit; a little rain, or mist, always made her feel a little better, and the fact that it was a surprise made her a little more happier.

She'd have to watch TV again, get updates on the news.

In a slightly better mood from the mist-rain, she smiled as she walked down the sidewalk, but her smile faded more and more, little by little, as she walked by people. Random people, going to or from work... she walked past some mom-looking lady coming out of a convenience store; she walked past a group of kids, each wearing entirely different outfits but hanging out together; she walked past an old man who barely even realized that the light changed. She walked past every single one, and she couldn't help but think...

Absolutely none of them would ever understand her. Not a single one could understand what she went through, what she had to do, what she did, why she did it. They were all afraid of her, even if they didn't know it... that was fine by her, she didn't mind being feared, but she wanted more to be understood. None of them would ever get it... but Niso did.

She took a left, turning into an alleyway. She was here, finally, and she looked over her shoulder, then around, making sure that no one was looking before she looked up, aiming her hand and firing. With bright hum, her quirk shot a lock, and with a clack, the fire escape ladder fell to just above the ground in front of her. Despite being afraid, despite being nervous, despite wondering somewhere in her head if Niso would be angry with her, despite being angry with herself for running away, she was excited to see him again, that cute mop he called hair, that handsome, thin body, and... well, other things that he made fun for her, too, but she missed even more than that.

Getting onto the roof, she looked around, a half-smile on her face that soon disappeared. He wasn't here... but apparently, she was early, judging from her phone, so she found herself a spot to sit, hugging herself gently and closing her eyes.

By the time that Niso came, she had nearly fallen asleep; she had been losing sleep over this for awhile, and she was nearly ready for a nap, but she heard someone climbing the ladder she broke, sitting up, climbing to her feet, ready to run if she needed; it could be someone that was angry with her for being on the roof, or breaking the ladder... but to her relief, she saw that perfectly imperfect muss of black hair, and she knew who it was immediately, and when he finally got onto the roof, Luzia smiled, staring at him like she hadn't seen him for a year.

"Niso...~."

With that word alone, she walked forward, and despite any protest he might have made - not that he would have, knowing him - she wrapped her arms around him, hugging tighter and tighter and tighter until her hug hurt, not stopping until she got all of the hugging she wanted out of her system. That took minutes, whole minutes where she would stop him from saying a word, wanting nothing but silence... or as much silence as a city with sirens and honking horns could give. After what felt like a long, blissful forever, her face buried in his chest, breathing in his sweet, sweet scent, she shuddered softly... then frowned, realizing what she had to do, and, without looking up at him, with a more fearful tone, she said, almost whispering, "Is it okay if I say something before we say anything else?"

Despite really not wanting to talk about this, despite her mood being low from it and the stunning lack (but not complete) lack of 'relaxation' coursing through her, she smiled, even chuckled when Niso actually, literally zipped his lips. He had such a great sense of humor, and that was one of the things that she had missed the most. She smiled at him, gently running her thumb over where his lips used to be, staring at the void, even tempted to kiss it... but she sighed instead, taking a slow, deep breath, and looked into his eyes, her gaze soft and loving, but narrowed in a remembered anger and annoyance.

"I was mad at you. Still am, maybe, just a little bit," She started. She sighed again, stepping away from him, pushing herself up and walking, pacing a little bit as she tried to keep her courage up to keep going. "I... I... what the FUCK were you thinking?!" She suddenly whirled back to him, glaring at him. "Getting paid to get punched... that... that's bad enough! Like, I could... I could... I could understand that, I guess! It's stupid and dumb but I could understand it...!" She started shaking, her hands trembling with rage as her breath started to quicken. "I hate it, but I could understand it! But that bitch Parasyte! She exploded your chest out, and you thought it was fun?!" She screamed, practically snarling her words out, and before she knew it, she had stomped back to him, firmly shoving his shoulders. "What the FUCK were you thinking?! Making yourself a punching bag for every fucking criminal in the damn underground, letting them punch, kick, shock, and explode your fucking chest?!" She shivered, trembling heavily, grasping her head as,a fter all this time, that mental image came up in her head again, of that liquid bitch jamming herself down his throat, making his whole body swell and... and...

"AUGH!" She screamed again, more primal than before, clutching her head and gritting her teeth, everything, even her eyes shaking, stress and murderous intent flashing in her eyes as she was forced to see that mental image again, playing back like a distorted video feed. "I can't stop imagining it now! Your chest exploding and everything! I can see it! Why did you do this to me?!" She growled, looking back at Niso, actually angry with him for once in their lives.

A part of her glared harder, annoyed and pissed off that he actually tried to talk with his lips still sealed... the utter stupidity, the complete unseriousness when she was entirely serious! At the same time, though, there was another, conflicting part of her that was relieved that he was so casual, that he was making jokes.... it was the Niso she knew, the Niso she fell in love with, and it was amusing enough to make the this whole conversation a little less stressful... not much, but a little. Just a little. She waited, crossing her arms, as his face split in a way that was honestly kind of gross, but... the grossness was comforting, too; it was Niso, it was just his brand, and just... just being around him was comforting, even when she was angry with him. Just a little.

She let him approach, looking down at their hands as they intertwined, closing her eyes, taking a slow, deep breath as she relished this long missed feeling, the warmth of his skin, the slight roughness of his palms. But, he wanted to talk, she wanted to talk, so she started to ignore the feeling of his hands, looking up to him, listening to his speech, narrowing his eyes and nodding her head firmly as he admitted that his actions looked a lot like suicide.

He stepped even closer, and she kept looking up at him expectantly, waiting for more, and getting it, gasping and blushing softly when he removed his shirt. The sight wasn't new to her, but the unexpectantness of it made her blush. She stared, remembering his scars, but seeing the big patch of new skin, she couldn't help but reach over, gently touching it, even before he had the chance to put her hand on it, running just her fingertips in it just to confirm that it really was new, healed flesh. His hand pressed her palm against his heart, and she felt it pulsing against it, especially when he pushed his heart out to her palm.

“You have any image… a lot of images, of me dying. And I’m still here. I’m unhurt. I’m still pumping…”

Luzia gasped when her focus was broken, when Niso tipped her chin up, blushing again.

“You know more than anyone else I’m sure that I am never going anywhere… but I will say the fact your still scared for me…. What can I say Luzia. Your stuck with me. Forever, and ever, no matter what tears me apart...~.”

Luzia flicked her eyes down, feeling his heart skipping a beat, then back up at Niso. For a few moments, she stared at him, processing everything. The grossness of his quirk, the coolness of his quirk, her anger, his words, her comfort, his gentleness... there was so much to process, so much to forgive, so much to remember, so much to forget... but at the end of it all, she knew one thing....

"Oh, Niso!"

She suddenly jumped up, kissing him deeply, lovingly on the lips, putting her arms around his neck and hugging him as tightly as possible, painfully, even, breaking her kiss with him just to kiss him a thousand more times in a rapidfire apology. "I'm so sorry, Niso, I'll never run away liike that again! I never want to leave you, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, I was so angry I didn't know what to do! But we're together again! And we'll never have to be apart!"

Between each sentence, she breathlessly kissed him, unleashing apology after apology as she clung to him as lightly as possible, pressing her whole body into him to feel as much of him as possiible.

"Later!"

Luzia giggled as Niso asked that adorable question, and he definitely would have a chance, but... she didn't wanna stop. She didn't ever want to stop, but even she had limits to her energy. It took forever, or at least, it probably felt forever to Niso who needed to say something, but she kept assaulting him over and over and over and over, giving her the same sort of mercy that her victims got, just using adoration instead of neon or a knife. She had been so, so, so angry, but she was so fucking stupid! She shouldn't have run, she shouldn't have deprived herself of this cute, adorable, handsome man!

But, even she had limits to her energy, and finally, she started to calm down, having long since shoved the boy to the ground so she could climb on him, now settling for gently kissing along his tight, still squeezing him almost tight enough to crack his ribs, not particularly worried about doing so with him. She might have whined a little bit when he pulled her off her, but it was a playful whine, only pretending to fight him, just a little bit, letting him have his turn, even if she made it just a liiiiiittle hard with her giggling and her whining.

Her adoring gaze was on him, honestly barely listening to him at first, not when he was so cute, not when he was such a sweet and handsome boy... but... he listened to her, so she would listen to him, so she gave her best determined face, focusing on his words actually a little difficult when she could almost feel hearts popping out of her head. Her mood slowly lowered to a calmness as he spoke, though, and her smile slowly faded into curiosity, tilting her head as he spoke of another girl. Normally she might have been jealous, been insulted, maybe even get angry again, but this time, she just listened; she wasn't worried, Niso was too good to cheat, he wasn't even interested in other girls, so he must have been honest when he said this girl was a muse. Whoever this girl was was important to him... she gave him his life? What kind of girl was this?

She blinked at the offer of folders, looking at them, back to him, then them again, taking them. "Oh, you found her? That's good, I don't mind you having a fri-"She opened the folders, and her entire body went cold, and everything froze, even the snow-like rain in the air, the distant sirens... everything in the world stopped, everything in the world went quiet, as she stared at an image she never thought she would see again.

Her. As a kid.

Everything came flooding back. The picture was definitely different from her now, and even different from when she was younger... it was from when she first went to that awful place, when she had hope, when she thought it was just a normal orphanage. She was there, smiling, awkwardly, you can definitely tell she was afraid, but... it was her... as a little girl... smiling in the hopes that someone would adopt her, even when she was still processing... processing...

Her parents.

Luzia twitched, wincing softly, a sudden throbbing in her head, like something wanted to come out, and with that sudden throb, time resumed; the sirens suddenly played again as they disappeared into the horizon, the mist floated down from the sky, and a breeze slowly wafted through her hair, barely even ruffling it.

Luzia gasped, looking up at Niso again when he spoke more, and her pain, her anger that had briefly flashed like... not like the embers that usually grew in her, but like a lightning bolt, faded away just as quickly as Niso spoke... of her. He... owed her his life? Oh... OH! That girl in his past, the one that inspired her... oh shit, that was her?! Luzia blushed, her heart pounding, actually nervous about being called that, about literally being someone's muse, especially from a shitfest time like that... but still, it made her giddy; she felt honored, happy, elated even, that she had had so much of an impact on someone's life... and to make an impact on someone as sweet as Niso?!

"Niso, I-"

Before she could continue, he suddenly got down on one knee, and Luzia blinked, her heart skipping a beat. No, no, no, no way! He wasn't gonna-!

"Luzia like I said I owe you my life... and I said I'm yours already and I think you're pretty prepared to say the same so er..."

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes! He was! He really really was! Her heart wasn't just pounding, it was gone! It beat so fast that it launched clear out of her chest and into the sky to explode like a giant neon firework. Time didn't stop, but every single half-second felt like an hour as he struggled to get out the four words that she never expected to hear from him, but he was saying anyway!

"Marry me?"

It might have just been two words, but Luzia suddenly blushed deeper, red completely filling her face, her blush literally glowing. After three years in a few seconds, he finally asked the question, and for a moment, Luzia just... stared... gaping like she had lost her brain somewhere a few years ago. For a moment, a long, long, long moment, she was so surprised that she didn't breath, didn't think....

But then, her brain caught up, kickstarting the rest of her body, and she suddenly squealed at the top of her lungs, so loudly that even people below would know that she was going to be a wife, tackling her new husband-to-be to the ground with almost enough force to make him bleed.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YES! YES YES YES YES YES YES YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYEYES! OF COURSE I'LL MARRY YOU! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!" She hugged him tightly, then tighter, and tighter, and tighter as she screamed over and over and over, absolutely nothing but sheer, unbridled glee in her voice, in her.

Luzia giggled sweetly, excitedly, as she squeezed Niso even more. She could hardly believe it; every girl's biggest dream just happened to her! She had dreamed up it so many times, one of the many dreams she had on the streets, but, she never actually thought she would actually get married...! And then she met the greatest boy in all the world, someone inspiring, incredible, a little weird, and so sweet, and now he wanted to be more than her boyfriend... he wanted to be her husband!

She squealed and giggled, one or two steps away from squeezing the life out of her now-fiance, before he started squirming under her. She blinked at him, opening her eyes again, staring at him before, out of the blue, Niso hooked his hands under her legs and lifted her up.

Bridal-style.

She blushed deeply, wide-eyed in surprise, and so surprised that she didn't even smile immediately; his smirk said he knew exactly what he was doing. Her heart pounded in her chest, not even realizing her arms were around his neck now. With his words, she couldn't help but mumble her words, so surprised and elated that it somehow circled back to shyness, smiling sheepishly as he offered to carry her all the way to... whereever he wanted to go. Their home.

"O-Okay...~."

If she wasn't already getting high on his sweetness, she would have gotten worried. If she wasn't already getting drunk on his romance, she would have said something; they could just walk down the steps, she could get out of his arms to make it easier; he didn't have to carry her the whole-ass way to their home! But, she could barely breath, let alone talk; she was being carried by a skinny knight in black armor! His big, beautiful blue eyes looked forward, but she couldn't look away even as they focused. Her heart was pounding in her chest, bouncing up, down, left, right, and even diagonal in her whole torso, moving around like a cannonball. It was all so much; being carried like a princess, like a bride, by the handsomest, sweetest boy in the whole fucking world!

Luzia blushed, feeling so light in his arms that she didn't even notice the fall, didn't even notice how long the walk was. All she could do was stare, stare, stare in his beautiful blues, the street lights catching them as they passed and making them shine like sapphires. When he shifted, she gasped softly, reaching up to put a hand on his cheek, looking over his new features; she didn't hear him, all she knew was that, suddenly, he was even more handsome, like a young man! Like he had a job and he was just getting home!

When she was finally lowered onto her feet, her blush finally faded in disappointment. She could spend her whole life in those arms, and she was finally being put back into the world. She hit her feet, and she actually stumbled; she just spent an eternity off of her, she had to remember how to stand again! Eventually, she did, and she looked around. The world was disappointingly bare outside of Niso's arms; an old TV, hand-me-down furniture, white walls... so, so bare....

It was Niso's, though.

Smiling softly, she strode further into the room, throwing her arms out and plopping into the mattress that didn't even have a bed frame, falling face-first into it and taking a slow, deep whiff, catching some funny smells, but definitely a bit of Niso, too. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm...~." She moaned softly, nuzzling deep into his pillow, hugging it close as she rolled onto her side, looking up at him.

"I don't even care if we still live on the streets or if we get a penthouse suite... I want to spend my whole life with you, wherever it is~."