Hearts Through Time [Revised]

Hearts Through Time-Chapter 2

A/N: In case you want to know what inspired me to write this back in late 2013, it was the series itself, a few songs from the soundtrack, and the song A Thousand Years by Christina Perri. FOR THIS CHAPTER, KEEP EPISODES 3-4 IN MIND WHILE READING BECAUSE I WON'T BE GOING INTO DETAIL WITH THIS STORY.

The only thing I own is this story. No money or profitable ways are made at all by this story that has copyrights/copyrighted material to Trinity Blood (or any of my stories for the matter).  

I only write for entertainment and amusement. Don't mind mistakes, please. Hope you enjoy c:

Chapter 2: More than friends

Its been over half a year since I've been in Rome. Abel has become my best friend, and I've become one of his friends that understood him better than anyone, besides Caterina. I know every quirk about him, from his love of eating food to having 13 spoonfuls of sugar in his tea.

"You know that too much sugar can give your all kinds of hearts diseases." I once scolded him. He whined like a child who wanted to eat all the sugar that could make your teeth fall out. I was still confused as to how someone like Abel could get his work done with how clumsy he was. It just didn't add up.

Was there something about Abel that I didn't know about?

No one knows how to get me back home. The Professor tried to build a time machine, but it all failed, every prototype failed to send something into the past or in any other time in the matter. But I didn't mind it. I didn't mind this time period at all. I claimed Rome as my temporary home. In time I would have to call this my permanent home.

Was it weird that I didn't want to leave and go back to my own time? I should be worried about what everyone was doing, and if they were searching for me. This is not where I belonged. And yet I felt like I made a difference here. Abel was more cheerful when I was around, I noticed, and me the same with him. At times Abel had a look of sadness or regret in his eyes. And when I came up to him with my reassuring words his dark clouds ran away and was replaced by brightness like the sun.

The Vatican was nice to help me adjust to my new life. I live next door to Abel to make sure that he didn't sleep in when it was time to go to 'work' for the AX. A few times he's already been late to get his assignment for the day, and Lady Caterina told me to be his wake up call every morning. From the look on his face I saw that day he had a look of disappointment, just like a kid who was doing something he didn't want to do. He didn't like being treated like a child, I could tell.

A few weeks later from then, Abel was always expecting me to come at a certain time in the morning. He set his alarm clock, got something to drink to help him sleep, and he would close his eyes, hoping that I wasn't too early or too late to come over.

It only took a moment for me to arrive at his place, so he'd have to get up 15 minutes earlier or so to be able to meet me at the door when I knock. This plan went better than I thought. I liked doing this, even if I had to be more responsible for Abel more than myself. Sure it could get tiring, feeling just like babysitting a child, but this was worth it to not suffer the wrath of Caterina for being late.

One morning, when I was dressed and ready to walk to the Vatican to meet with Lady Caterina, Abel was so energized like I had never seen him before. He was neat and tidy, and ready to go.

"Alright. I'm ready, let's go."

"Wait. Don't you want some breakfast first?" I asked. I was concerned about his health by how he rarely eats because of his life of poverty.

"Huh? Oh, yes of course." he gave a sheepish laugh, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

I entered into his home. It was a nice place considering that there was only the basic furniture. I saw the door to his bedroom and randomly thought of what it looked like.