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The Roof; Sunday Night.

Setsuna knew she should probably get some sleep; it was late, and she had her DAMM class and work tomorrow, but she was feeling rather restless. Like there was too much in her head, but none of it would really manifest into anything real and tangible. She felt like she was in a rather odd spot in her life...she actually had a few choices in front of her and she wasn't even close to be sure how to respond to any of them...

So she sat on the roof, looking out over the island, trying to ~~emo~~ think it all out...

[[ why, yes, it's open! And, yes, it's late right now 0.o ]]

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Sure, it was getting late, but luckily Alphonse's class the next day wasn't too early, and, well... staying up was no where near being a new concept for him. With a combination of not wanting to disturb his roommates and feeling the need to get fresh air, Alphonse decided to head up to the roof for a while-- it was closer than the grounds, now, and it had a better view, anyway.

Somehow, he wasn't expecting anyone to actually be up on the roof when he got there, but when he spotted Setsuna, wasn't surprised he'd have company, either. "Hey, Setsuna," he called out.

Setsuna turned her head at the sound of her name. "Oh! Alphonse!" For some reason, she was surprised to see him. She'd expected Ranma, or maybe Billy, because they both seemed to find their way up here when she did, and she smiled softly, glad to see him. "Hello. Come join me?"

"Sure." Alphonse came up and picked a spot beside her, propping his arms upon his knees and idly looking over the roof. "I wasn't planning on going back down soon."

"Anything in particular bringing you out this late?" Setsuna asked, with a small smile for him. "Or just because?"

"Just because," he replied, with a shrug; then added teasingly, "You're not the only one with night-owl tendencies, you know."

"I know," Setsuna chuckled a little defensively. "I just wasn't sure if I really pegged you to be one of them, too, although, really, I should know better. I'm pretty sure even the first time we met was probably at an ungodly hour..."

Alphonse paused, trying to think back. "Yeah, it was, wasn't it," he mused. "Except we were way down there, not up here."

"Yeah...and you had Cuddles with you," Setsuna added. "I remember because he was playing in the grass. That...was almost a year ago, next month. Kind of crazy to imagine, huh? We've been friends for that long, that I've been here for that long already...and you even longer."

"That's right," Alphonse said, slipping out a light chuckle remembering. "It is kind of crazy; time seems to go by so fast without you realizing. And a lot's happened, too."

Setsuna's eyes widened a little bit as her brain tried to sort out all the things that had happened into a neat little timeline. Between invasions, classes, drama back home, drama here, two boyfriends, more kisses than she'd admit to, even more awkward moments, numerous scars, finally admitting (to herself anyway) some of the truths about her sexuality, discovering about actual se...

Definately wide eyes and now blushing. "Y...yeah, it has..."

"Well, I wouldn't take back any of it," Alphonse decided with an accompanying nod. "I'm glad. And, hopefully... we'll have even more time ahead of us, here."

Setsuna's feet in front of her shifted a little nervously at that, that little pause that seemed to emphasise the here part of his statement. "Alphonse?" she asked of him, but still looked at her toes. "...Can I...tell you something that I...haven't told anyone yet?"

It was a stupid question; she knew she could. But asking like that was her way of letting him know that this was one of those things that she seemed to just be comfortable talking to only him about...

Alphonse averted his eyes sideways toward Setsuna, finally looking away from the view of the town below. It was dark, which made it hard to read her face, but Alphonse made another slow nod. "You can," he assured.

"Part of me has really been considering going back home at the end of the semester," Setsuna admitted, quietly, drawing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms tightly around them.

Alphonse fell silent, lowering his gaze to the floor, and eventually back out towards where it initially was. He felt a sudden sense of dread, perhaps wishing just a little bit that he never bothered to inquire in the first place. He really wasn't sure how to respond to that-- even if it was to ask why, because he already knew what the most likely reason was. "Ah," Alphonse began, in the same quiet tone. "Because... of Konoka, right? Your duties, and such, back home."

Setsuna nodded. "Y...yeah, that's...most of it. Some of it, though, is...me wondering if maybe I've just gotten too involved here...."

"Too involved?" Alphonse asked; he was confused what she had meant by that.

"I've made...a lot of friends here, Alphonse, and gotten involved in a lot of...complex relationships that, really, when you get right down to the meat of it, a person like me can't afford to have....Not like I'd take it back for anything, of course, but, well...playing at this whole normal teenager thing was nice, but I wonder if maybe it's now to go back to my previous reality that didn't include such things..."

"Setsuna, you..." Alphonse had trailed off, as he found himself speaking before he thought of what exactly to say. He sighed, letting out not just a breath, but the part of that statement that sounded like it was about to debate that all. "... I see," is what he replied with instead. "If... you feel that's what's best."

Setsuna frowned deeply, worriedly, at that. That was it? Just...if you feel that's what's best? It was hard to ignore what felt like a small stab in her chest. Was Alphonse just saying that because he thought that's what she wanted to hear? Or because that's what he really felt? Then again, when had he ever just said anything because it seemed like what she wanted to hear.

"You know that I have trouble discerning what's best for me, Alphonse," she said after a long moment. "I'm used to people telling me that..."

"I don't know what would be," Alphonse admitted, timidly, almost as if he were afraid of doing so. "I can't be selfish and insist that you not go." He crossed his arms over his knees now, burying his chin into them. "Sometimes, we don't know what choices we should pick, but... then, you have to listen to what your mind and heart say, and do the best you can with what you chose."

Her own head on her knees as well, Setsuna tilted it as she looked over at Alphonse. "You'd...want to insist that I not go?" she asked, both wanting to make sure she heard that right and worried that she'd interpreted it incorrectly.

"You're one of my closest friends," Alphonse said. "Of course I wouldn't want you to go."

Setsuna was quiet for a long moment after that; she supposed it was rather silly of her to think that other people might not be effected by it, like Alphonse, Ranma, Jude, Ami....no one seemed too effected when she left Japan, so, on the other hand, she didn't really imagine it would be any different here...

She let out a long breath. "I'm so conflicted on so many things right now, Alphonse. I feel like there are a lot of changes for me coming up, and I don't know if I'm ready for them..."

"Don't worry," Alphonse said, encouragingly, with a small smile to emphasize that. "I mean... I wouldn't want you to go, but if there's more important things you need to do..."

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