How They meet...

"well..." She didn't have an Answer, She Didn't know really... "Well... i guess... i may have been cause, you helped me..."

"Ok." It felt so weird having someone trusting me. I wasn't sure what to think at this point.

"I think, we should sleep..." SHe said, Tired.

"Yeah. Good night." I shut my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

As did I, I fell into a sleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night. What am I doing here? I asked myself.

I looked around her room and saw her bow. Now's the perfect time to steal it. I got up and walked to her bow and picked it up.

I inspected it and wondered how much it was worth. I looked at this girl, this kind-hearted girl. For some reason, I felt horrible stealing from her. I don't know if it was cause she trusted me, or reminded me of my sister, or some other reason. I couldn't do this to her. I set the bow right back where it was and went back to my spot to get some more sleep.

She woke, right after Ryouma got up, but stayed silent, as she was having a nightmare, and got up, and went to the roof again.

I heard Zia get up and leave the room. I got up and walked out to the balcony to think about what I just did.

"What's wrong with me?" I whispered. "How did she get to me like that?" I started to rethink my whole life.

She looked down at him and said, "Why don't you come up here, Its nice, and hey, its comfortable."

I heard Zia's voice and looked up to see her sitting on the roof. "Sure." I said quietly.

I jumped up to the roof and sat next to her. "You're right, it's nice up here."

"yea, I don't know why i trust you, even if your a pickpocket..." She said, leaning his head on his shoulder.

I rested my head on her head. The fact that she accepted me for me made me smile. "Even if you don't know why, I'm glad you did. And I'm sorry."

"sorry about what?" She asked, wondering what he meant.

"Sorry I haven't been completely honest with you." I couldn't believe I was doing this. Why was she different? Why was she special?

"What have you not been honest about?" She asked.

I lifted my head off her head. "You probably guessed this already, but... I'm more than just a lowly pickpocket. I steal just about anything I can. And... I almost stole your bow. And because of that, I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart." A tear rolled down my face. "Please, forgive me."

"You need to go easy on yourself, You didn't that's the thing... So, of course i do... Now, Stop Crying!" She said, grabbing his head.

I felt safe in her embrace. I hugged her. "Thank you so much." I couldn't believe she forgave me. I felt better knowing she was here.

"Its not a problem... but i do have this thing, were i have lots of nightmares..."

I looked at her. "Really? What are they about?" I wanted to help her like she helped me.

"As i said, i had a kind of good Childhood, but the nights on the streets..." she stopped, before she started crying.

This time I grabbed her head. i pulled her closer to me. "It's okay. Don't cry. I'm here for you." I rubbed her back to try and comfort her.

She didn't know how to react to this, as she too, had never had someone truly 'care' as he seemed to... "I... I don't know what to say.."

"You don't have to say anything. Just know that I'm here. I'll help you through these nightmares." I put my head over her head as if to protect her.

"I need to sleep..." She said, nestling her head in his shirt.