I Will Be Your Knight

Chapter 3

The weekend went by without incident. You went to work, but you never saw the tall, fair haired man. You still have his scarf though. You took it to work with you on Saturday in case he came in again, but he didn't. Sunday you didn't work, and decided to work on your essay some more. This time you decided to work in the library.

Now it's Monday and you exit the history department building with one of the few female friends have. For whatever reason you tend to get along with guys better, but that doesn't mean you don't have girl friends. In fact, Lili is one of the few people you trust with some of your deepest secrets. She has your absolute trust. And who wouldn't trust her sweet, innocent face? Of course that means she knows all about your mystery man. And after the warning Arthur had given you, you decided it would be better to not mention it to a lot of people.

"Would you like to come over later? Vash will be home and we can all have tea," Lili asks.

"Oh, I'd love to," you respond, "but I gotta finish an essay and take a book back to the library." You had finally finished that book, and so now you need something else to read. Plus Liechtenstein's older brother, Switzerland, scared you a bit with his antique gun collection he kept cleaned, and probably loaded.

"Oh...ah, that's too bad," she says a little crestfallen.

"Maybe later this week," you say quickly, "Sometime I don't work."

Lili immediately cheered up. "T-that would be wunderbar (wonderful)."

"Great," you say with a smile. "I'll see you later. Text me!"

Then you turn in the direction of the library. The library is across campus, so you take the scenic walk past some trees and bushes that have changed color and are now losing their leaves. Right before you get to where you're going you see someone walk into the library that looks vaguely familiar. You squint trying to make out his figure better. All you can tell before he walks in is that he's very tall.

And wearing a very familiar trench coat.

With a gasp you run towards the building. By the time you reach it you're all out of breath. You take a moment to slow your breathing down before entering the building. You smile as you enter the familiar building. It's warm and inviting as always. You quickly drop your book off in the return bin, and then take a good look around the main floor. No sign of him anywhere.

After a thorough search of the ground floor, you climb the stairs near the entrance to check the second floor. You've spent a lot of time on the second floor doing research since all of the nonfiction books are found on this floor, although you prefer reading fiction for fun. You head towards the science section hoping to find a book on biochemistry you can reference for your essay. You keep your eyes peeled for the tall man as well.

There was no sign of him as you reach the bookshelf you are looking for. You pick a couple promising books after skimming a few of them, and then head for a table in the corner. You like it because it's quieter than other areas of the library, and hardly anyone visits it. That's because it's by the plant books. Only students taking botany look at those books, or perhaps a very serious gardener.

You set up your laptop and sit down, ready for some serious work. Your hands fly across the keys as you transfer your thoughts onto the screen. You pause occasionally to reference a book, or look up a fact on some creditable websites. You completely forget about looking for your mystery man as you become increasingly absorbed in finishing your essay. You only have a little left, and some proof reading, before you can send it to some friends and family to be double checked.

In the middle of your editing you hear someone walk into your corner. It's unusual, but it's happened before, so you don't think much of it. Whoever it is moves to a different part of the shelf, and you hear the distinct sound of heavy boots and quite a bit of fabric rustling as the person moves. Now that's unusual. You look up from your essay to see who on earth can be making that kind of sound and your jaw drops.