“I'll give you an answer when I come back I just need to clear out my head” Saber said walking away from the people all of them look at him he took the elevator down and he decided to skip class and headed to the library to read his book To distract himself from the thought before it once again made him feel nauseous, Saber want go check out 'The Hanged Man, a book that he'd yet to finish. Well, Saber thought, If I'm skipping class then I might as well enjoy myself... He opened the novel and flipped to find his place and released a sigh of contentment as he relaxed in the booth.

Ato walked down the concrete pathway which led to Ikebukuro Academy has a Cafe in the Library to ways to get in by going in the school or go by the side where the sidewalk is it's called the ikebukuro Academy Town Cafe, she'd been going there more often now, hoping to see that Saber Akamine fellow but had been disappointed each time. It had seemed that Saber Akamine had dissipated from existence. But, her waiting for him did give her some time to write, and it kept her father company as well. Her father's only company were Mia, Kolkata, Rim, and Genii, only one of which was particularly talkative in any way. She did feel bad for her father having so little company, a nice man like him should really be more cherished.

Her thoughts then once again shifted to her... she struggled to find the correct term... Ah!, he was, for lack of a more masculine word, her muse. He was, as she stated, such an interesting being. You could look the world up and down and wouldn't hardly find a person quite like him. In fact, upon reflection, she hoped she didn't scare him off. After all, she had crossed some rather inappropriate boundaries. But, in her own defense, his flustered face was rather adorable.

Ato stopped, having arrived at her destination and looked upon the dark brown door, which mirrored the coffee itself in a strange, yet appropriate way. The author could smell the alluring scent of coffee wafting through the tiny cracks that separated the door from the wall. Here's hoping... she thought as she opened up said door and brought herself up the stairs to a second door, behind this door, as brown as the first, the smell of coffee was even more evident than before, the smell of her father's coffee, which she would swear to gods that she didn't believe in was the most delicious treat in life for any Half human, or human for that matter. The green haired woman lightly and carefully gripped the circular handle and twisted until she heard the mechanism within unlatch and until the know, without unnecessary force, stopped turning.

Speak of the Devil. Was the woman's first thought as her eyes rested upon a certain black haired and White highlights' boy whom, once again, was enthralled in the latest release of a certain 'Airbus Sen '. She noticed something about his eyes, which still held their previous story, that there was something new. Upon first glance one would have mistaken it as exhaustion, but no, it ran deeper than just simple sleep deprivation, far deeper. In his eyes was the look of a man who was changing, for the better or worse she could not tell, physically or mentally she could not tell. But in the end that only made the college boy more intriguing.

Once again, as if their first meeting was being replayed before them, Ato walked over to the boy, who, as before, was to enveloped in his book to even notice her presence, and stopped. Now she could have continued the reenactment of their first meeting but she decided against it, There was something even deeper being revealed in his eyes that even she could not know, and she didn't want to let it flee in fright because of her playful nature. So, instead of her causal, random, cheerful nature she decided to greet him more formally.

“Hello, Shi.”

The familiar voice shook Saber from his book, in all honesty he wasn't necessarily used to his given name, despite it being... well... his given name. No one, not even his friends called him Shi, everyone always refereed to him as 'Saber'. Out of curiosity as to who else would use that name, Saber looked up to see someone he never thought he'd meet in public again. Of course, he still had the piece of paper she'd handed him Week and a half ago, but he thought she'd forgotten who he was by sun up. It was not to call Sen a shallow or forgetful person, but rather himself a forgettable person, he wasn't the type of person one worries.

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“Miss Sen?” He said, still surprised at her appearance before him. However, she had another type of appearance, one in the form of her styling for today. She worse her hair in a rather odd style, as if she'd try to tie it in a bun, but instead gave up halfway, Big Blue round glasses, and a tan short sleeved shirt with a dark Blue apron layered over it. Shi was beginning to wonder if she'd dyed her hair that color as she seemed to have an affinity for it.

“Ahhh, so you do remember me...” she teased as she rocked on her heals. “ I was begging to think you were avoiding me.” she feigned emotional pain, which cause Shi to shake his head frantically.

“N-no! It wasn't that I... was just...”, he searched for a way to reveal his status for the last week was like hell to him without causing alarm, “Hospitalized got into a Fight with my teammate...” he said lowly.

Ato had most certainly not expected that to come out of his mouth. Was he some sort of closet dare devil friend is that, was the sick or upset, or was he attacked on purpose? Rather than asking three time she asked just once, forgetting her sad facade she got closer to him, face inches away from his Causing a light shade of red to form on his cheeks and asked, with great concern: “Oh my what happened!?” It wasn't quite a scream, but rather hushed worriment.

“You mean... It wasn't on the news about the demons and half human attack on ikebukuro Academy?” He asked confused. Shi was certain an incident like that would be a front page story.

Ato laughed a little and said: “Oh... I don't watch television to often... most of the time I'm writing... or sleeping...” she added reluctantly.

“Well recently I was involved in an incident concerning ikebukuro Academy Attack...” He said preparing to tell the rather unfortunate tale, before he was interrupted by the author.

“That was you?” She asked mouth open, and eyes sad. It was an adorable sight, like a kitten or a puppy begging for food or to be pet by the hand of their master, . He knew it was rather strange to think of her in this way, but it was hardly in any of his control. He found himself choking almost, trying to push his voice from his throat out to his mouth to speak... it was difficult though... He didn't know why, but it was because of her. It was not a star-struck feeling, something similar, but deeper than that.

“Yes...” He replied, trying his hardest not to choke upon saying it.

“Forgive me...” she said, apologetically, “Here I am teasing you about your absence, when in actuality you had been hospitalized... And you lost your sister right, Akari Akamine.”

Shi stared at her confused, she'd said she didn't watch television so how was it that she knew so much? “I thought you don't watch television?”

Sen smiled in reply, like one would smile at a child or a pet. “There are a more ways to get the news than through a television.” she began. “In fact I believe of we stopped watching so much television and started enjoying our own lives a little more, instead of someone else's, half of the things you see on the news, you wouldn't see. People let others decide for them and never really formulate their own opinions on a subject. That, dear Shi, is called ignorance.” she stated matter-of-factly as she turned her answer into a philosophy speech. She was about to move, to say something else, Saber noticed, when she abruptly stopped and a smile crept onto her face.

“Listen, Shi,” she began kindly. “I know you were hospitalized recently, but you never did take me up on my offer to continue our conversation at my home.”

Saber blushed at the way she said that, while kind, it also sounded as if she was going to force him to come to her house. Not that he would mind, after all, who would mind such an invitation from an idol? He was about to answer her invitation well not really a question but rather a hint, but she beat him to it

Ato grabbed her 'muse's' wrist and pulled him closer, all most over the table, to her. “So let's go now.” she practically breathed on his surprised face. The green haired woman dragged Shi out of the both, out both doors and onto the sidewalk where they then made their way to her residence.