True Violet
By: Akemi. Angel's_little_chibi@Yahoo.com, I do not own GundamWing or it's characters, (except Akemi) Sunrise, Bandai, all rights reserved. AU. Chapters. Rating: G, some bad language. Started: 1/8/03, Completed: 1/18/03, Chapter one of one (for the moment) "Who is this guy?"
~Prologue~ It was a nice day. The girl knew it would be, the night before. The grass was green, for it was spring, and flowers would seem to pop up every second. The breeze was cool and the sun was warm.
"Hey!"
The girl looked back at her twin brother. "Oh! I'm sorry. Okay let's finish this!" she said laying back down on her stomach to play with her brothers action figures. She was six years of age, not realizing she was playing with boys' toys. She tugged at the violet colored ribbon at the end of her brown braid. Her violet eyes glinted as she thought of a plan.
"Boom! Bang! I got you!" He giggled.
"Oh no you don't!" She tackled him.
They laughed.
"Hey you two!"
The kids looked up at the sound of their mother's voice. "I heard someone's taking the old Randal's place today," She smiled. "I heard they have a kid. Why don't you go welcome them when they come, okay?" The kids nodded.
When mother left, the kids looked at each other. They both smiled looking identical, all for the exception of the color of their eyes, hers violet, his cobalt-a kind of purple-like-blue.
"You go welcome them," He said.
She glared at him. "That's not very nice! We have to make them feel welcome!"
He shrugged sitting on the ground. "Ah, it's just another kid who will soon fit in, play baseball with us other kids on the block and become another friend. Why bother welcoming them when they're going to be another friend anyway?"
"I see why you only have a few friends," was all she said. All of a sudden a big truck came down the road, followed by a white car. The girl waited.
Mother was right! Soon stepped out of the car, an old man and a little boy, looking about her age. She was happy. Maybe this boy wanted to be friends! She waited patiently until the moving men were done unloading, before running across the street. Her brother didn't follow. He watched her from their front lawn.
The door to the house was open and she poked her head inside first, looking at the empty room, before knocking on the open door.
"Hello?" ~
Eight years later.
The girl knocked again. "Hello? Oh come on!" She stomped. "You're supposed to spending your summer vacation outside!" She knocks a few more times.
The old man wearing a pink Hawaiian shirt with green little palm trees on it, khaki colored shorts and a hair net on his head opened the door. "Oh, Hi Akemi! Come in!"
Akemi Maxwell strolled inside. "Is he awake?" she asked pointing up the stairs.
"I don't know.I don't know anything about my grandson anymore, ever since his parents passed away. Come, sit down." He pulled out a chair to the kitchen table. She sat down. "Cookies?" he offered her. She gratefully accepted. He started, "I appreciate you trying to be his friend. He's never had a friend in his life, not even as a child! I think he's become antisocial." He sighed.
"It's okay, J, I'll keep trying."
"You can call me Dr. J! I like it because it sounds like Dr. Dre, or something like that rap star."
Akemi giggled as the boy's grandfather danced and hummed.
"Anyway, how's your brother?"
"Oh, well he's okay. He teases me about trying to be Heero's friend and says I should give up. I've noticed how my brother and Heero are the same. They both hurt inside." Akemi fiddled with a cookie.
"What do you mean? Your brother went through something traumatizing too?"
Akemi looked up. "No, I just mean it's like he's fighting himself. He stays away from other kids our age, except me. I tell him when he needs to talk, he can always talk with me."
"That's nice," Grandpa J, mused aloud, "I just wish someone would tell that to Heero."
At that very moment, the youth, Heero came downstairs. He saw Akemi and glared. "I'm going out, Grandpa J," He said in a monotone voice, not even looking back.
"Don't forget to get the groceries!" Grandpa J yelled.
Akemi turned to Grandpa J. He looked back at her. "What are you waiting for, Akemi? Go after him! I'm counting on you!"
"Got it!" she said before leaving. "Oh! Thanks for the cookies!"
Dr. J chuckled before taking a bite of a cookie. ~
Akemi followed behind the stoic Heero Yuy. Finally she dared herself, and walked up beside him. "How are you today?"
He stayed unchanged. She frowned. She spotted a can up ahead and kicked it across the street and smiled, hopeful to find some sign of amusement in his eyes. There wasn't any.
Heero walked to the corner store, Akemi following close behind, her violet eyes scheming.
Akemi waved at the clerk before following Heero into one of the small aisles. He stopped and looked over a selection of soups. Akemi glanced around and grabbed a block of cheese from the nearest aisle. "Do you need any cheese? Here's some cheese. How 'bout cereal?"
Heero just ignored her, grabbed what he needed and paid at the register. Then Heero headed for the door and Akemi waved at the clerk. The clerk smiled.
"Hey, Heero!" Akemi walked up right beside Heero, his arms full of groceries and his face still unchanging. "Here, I got you a soda," She handed the can to him. He managed to grab it through all the groceries.
For the first time all day, he noticed her and spoke. "I don't like junk food," He said looking down at the can in his hand. As they walked up the street, he passed it off to a little boy. The boy smiled and hugged Heero's leg before skipping down the street.
"Wow! You actually talked to me!" Akemi grinned, it looking identical to her brother's. Then she looked back at that little boy. "That was nice, Heero,"
He looked away.
Akemi just looking at him from the corner of her eye, 'He doesn't seem to mind my company.or maybe he's just pretending I'm not there, like he's all alone. Maybe he even enjoys my company! Maybe I made a tiny break through!'
Heero walked up the sidewalk to the porch. He stretched out his arm to get the doorknob.
"Here, let me get that," Akemi stepped forward and opened the door. Their eyes met and Heero glared.
"Grandpa, I'm home," Heero yelled as they entered the house.
"Oh, Akemi, you're here, that's nice. Heero here doesn't give much company to an old man as he should, so I'm glad you're here," Grandpa J wobbled into the kitchen with his cane.
Akemi closed her eyes and smiled, "What can I say? You're like a second grandpa to me,"
Heero rolled his eyes, obviously disgusted by her statement. He busied himself by putting the groceries away, while the other two talked for twenty minutes.
Akemi checked her watch. "It's getting late, maybe I should go."
"Yeah, maybe," Heero retorted.
She glared at him. He hid his head behind the cabinet door.
"Well, okay, visit tomorrow!" Grandpa J waved as she stepped out the door. "Ah, what a fine girl! Heero, you should take her out sometime,"
"I don't think so," Heero said without any interest in what his grandfather said.
Grandpa J chuckled. ~
Akemi slipped off her shoes as she entered through the back door of the house. "Few! Coaxing an unemotional person to make a friend sure takes it out of you,"
"You should give up,"
Akemi turned to see her brother sitting at the kitchen table, his feet on the table and arms crossed. "Duo."
Duo's cobalt eyes met her violet ones. Then he turned away. "You should give up on him. People like that will never change-they have somethin' wrong with them."
"Like you?"
His eyes shot open and he glared at her. She just stood her ground staring him back in the eye bravely.
"What're you sayin', Sis?"
Akemi took at chair, gently smiling. "For three years you've been acting strangely.will you tell me what it is?"
He burst out laughing, "Damn, Sis! You're gonna' kill me like that! Of course nothing's wrong!"
He chuckled then sighed. How he wish it were true.
Akemi raised an eyebrow. Then she got up and left the table somewhat bewildered, heading up to her room. ~ That night, Akemi sat on her bed in her nightclothes, looking at old school photos. She looked at the class photo of her standing next to Heero in the second grade. She smiled. Then she looked at a picture taken at a field trip to a baseball game. She was wearing a baseball cap and waving a flag at the camera, Heero sitting in the seat before her, looking at her from the corner of his eye. Akemi smiled more as that memory came back, sitting in that seat noticing the boy looking at her every four minutes. She knew he had to have some interest in her or he wouldn't have kept looking at her, even now he doesn't push her away.
Akemi freaked when she noticed some one behind her. It was Duo. He sat on the end of her bed in his boxers. "What's the pictures for?" he almost sounded like Heero.
"Oh, just looking at past memories. You know, I almost think he does want to be friends," Akemi still looked at the pictures.
"Oh, whatever," Duo scoffed, "He's never wanted to be your friend! Not even as a kid! He shot you in the eye with a popgun when you first met and gave you a black eye!"
"Shush! I know, we got off at a bad start, so what?" Akemi stuck her nose in the air. "But, that doesn't mean he didn't change!"
Duo shrugged. A little twinkle was in his eyes as he spotted a recent picture. He admired it. "When was this one taken? It looks like some one caught him by surprise."
Akemi leaned over him. "I took it. It was at break the beginning of last year. I did catch him by surprise. I roughed my voice and yelled at him and he turned around quick. I saw the look on his face and took the shot."
"Hmm," was the reply "Well, you can try all you want, Sis, but don't carry on too long. If you keep focusing on him, you'll never find a boyfriend."
Akemi looked at him. "Why would you be interested in me finding a boyfriend? I think you should be interested in you girlfriend finding a boyfriend," she said poking him on the head each time she exaggerated a word.
Duo stared at her. "I.don't have a girlfriend."
Akemi's shoulders slumped. "You told me a month ago-"
"I lied."
"Why.?"
Duo made a fake yawn, but long and normal enough to fool Akemi. "I'm tired. I'm goin' to bed," and he stalked out of the room, secretly holding the picture of Heero. ~
Akemi hurriedly ran across the street. She slowed to a walk when she approached the Yuy's house. She smiled as she saw Grandpa J lying on a blanket in the sun.
She looked down at him smiling. "Good morning, Grandpa J,"
A hand came up pointing in her face. "That's Dr. J," he sat up. "Heero is still in his room, go on in," he lay back down and hummed.
Akemi knew it. Heero almost never came out of his room. She also knew that the door would be open, for Grandpa J always left the door unlocked for her.
She stomped up the stairs, letting a certain "somebody" know she was coming. Then she quietly tiptoed towards his room. She knocked gently. "Heero, are you dressed?"
A soft voice came from the room, "No.wait .yes,"
She was happy that she even got an answer and giggled. She gently turned the doorknob and peeked inside.
"Hey! Get out!!"
Akemi giggled more and shut the door. She waited, hands behind her back, for him listening to the rustle of the clothes on his bed. Finally he emerged from this room, quickly death-glaring at her. He said nothing as he walked down the stairs and out the door. She thought he was probably embarrassed. He walked past his grandfather, "Going out, Grandpa,"
"Come back with some ice-cream."
"Bye Grand-I mean Dr. J,"
Heero glared jealously back at her. ~ As they went on, down streets and around corners, Akemi noticed Heero sneaking glances at her. At first she would look away, then finally she in and watched him glance at her.
They were walking down the street as if heading to the corner store, when Heero suddenly turned into an alley. He strode openly as if he knew where he was going.
Akemi looked around cautiously, catching up to him when she was falling behind, afraid that if she lost sight of him, she would be lost and unable to find her way back.
Finally Heero stopped walking. He didn't turn around. "Are you sure you don't want to go back now?"
"Why?" Akemi stopped right beside him.
Heero looked at her from the corner of his eye. "This is a bad place to be. I have unfinished work to do. You may get hurt."
Akemi straightened up. "I can handle whatever comes our way!"
"Whatever." Heero turned back to the alleyway heading towards a boarded up building.
Suddenly Heero's calm composure suddenly altered to violent rage and he kicked open the building's old door. "Alright, bastards, I'm here!" He yelled his challenge.
At first no one seemed to be there. Then suddenly, fourteen men and five women materialized out of the darkness, only one with a grin. "Nice of you to join us," the leader smirked, cleaning a knife. "You shouldn't be acting like you have over time. You're a serious nuisance to our group."
"Excuse me, I didn't know everything was your turf," Heero retorted.
"I don't like your attitude. You don't look as strong as you think you do," the leader spat.
Heero glared. "Am I a threat?"
"One could say that," said the opponent.
Then everything was quiet.
Akemi's heart pounded and she saw Heero's body tense, ready for battle. 'Oh, God! He's going to fight with these guys! He's out numbered, what is he thinking?'
The boss chuckled. "You'll soon get what's coming to you!" he pointed the knife at Heero, "We're gonna' kick your ass!"
Heero's body totally tensed as the men came at him. Akemi screamed. The boss came at him with the knife. Heero jumped aside, kicked and flipped him over. Another man jumped on his back. Heero stretched his arms back, grabbed the man by the waist and threw him across the room.
"No!" Akemi screamed. A woman looked her, jabbed her friends with her elbow and whispered in their ears. Now five women stared at her.
Seeing the force of the group Heero yelled to her, "Get out of here!"
She stood there undecided what to do.
"Get out!!" he screamed again.
She took off in a flash. She ran down the alley until she couldn't hear the sounds of pain. Finally out into the street, she leaned against a building and held her mouth shut so no one could hear her sob. She finally broke down and cried. ~ An hour went by slowly for Akemi as she sat on the sidewalk in front of her house. Her head on her knees she shook gently. Never had she seen such violence. Not even on television.
The cool wind gently caressed her cheek and she sobbed some more. She never had expected Heero to fight gangs. What was he thinking?
She shook more and her face was hot with tears. "If he's dead, I don't know what I'll do! No wonder he asked me if I wanted to go back! All I wanted to do was be friends, He never deserved this!'
"Why are you crying?"
She gasped and looked up. "Heero!!" She got up and gasped when she saw blood. She looked up at him.
He stared down at the gash in his side. Then he looked up at her with pained eyes.
"Help me!" he demanded in a soft sob.
"Okay! Just sit right here! I'll go get your grandpa!" she hurtled off.
Heero watched her for some moments before he decided to rest. Albeit, he took sharp breaths in pain, the only thing that felt good was winning that battle; gaining pride, dignity and self-confidence. He felt indomitable!
'Amazing!' Akemi thought as she raced up the Yuy's sidewalk, 'He came back! He wasn't even fatally wounded! Who is this guy?'
True violet Chapter two: "Where's my grandpa?"
By: Akemi. Angel's_little_chibi@Yahoo.com, I do not own GundamWing or it's characters, (except Akemi) Sunrise, Bandai, all rights reserved. AU. Chapters. Rating: G, some bad language. Started: 1/8/03, Completed: 1/18/03, Chapter one of one (for the moment) "Who is this guy?"
~Prologue~ It was a nice day. The girl knew it would be, the night before. The grass was green, for it was spring, and flowers would seem to pop up every second. The breeze was cool and the sun was warm.
"Hey!"
The girl looked back at her twin brother. "Oh! I'm sorry. Okay let's finish this!" she said laying back down on her stomach to play with her brothers action figures. She was six years of age, not realizing she was playing with boys' toys. She tugged at the violet colored ribbon at the end of her brown braid. Her violet eyes glinted as she thought of a plan.
"Boom! Bang! I got you!" He giggled.
"Oh no you don't!" She tackled him.
They laughed.
"Hey you two!"
The kids looked up at the sound of their mother's voice. "I heard someone's taking the old Randal's place today," She smiled. "I heard they have a kid. Why don't you go welcome them when they come, okay?" The kids nodded.
When mother left, the kids looked at each other. They both smiled looking identical, all for the exception of the color of their eyes, hers violet, his cobalt-a kind of purple-like-blue.
"You go welcome them," He said.
She glared at him. "That's not very nice! We have to make them feel welcome!"
He shrugged sitting on the ground. "Ah, it's just another kid who will soon fit in, play baseball with us other kids on the block and become another friend. Why bother welcoming them when they're going to be another friend anyway?"
"I see why you only have a few friends," was all she said. All of a sudden a big truck came down the road, followed by a white car. The girl waited.
Mother was right! Soon stepped out of the car, an old man and a little boy, looking about her age. She was happy. Maybe this boy wanted to be friends! She waited patiently until the moving men were done unloading, before running across the street. Her brother didn't follow. He watched her from their front lawn.
The door to the house was open and she poked her head inside first, looking at the empty room, before knocking on the open door.
"Hello?" ~
Eight years later.
The girl knocked again. "Hello? Oh come on!" She stomped. "You're supposed to spending your summer vacation outside!" She knocks a few more times.
The old man wearing a pink Hawaiian shirt with green little palm trees on it, khaki colored shorts and a hair net on his head opened the door. "Oh, Hi Akemi! Come in!"
Akemi Maxwell strolled inside. "Is he awake?" she asked pointing up the stairs.
"I don't know.I don't know anything about my grandson anymore, ever since his parents passed away. Come, sit down." He pulled out a chair to the kitchen table. She sat down. "Cookies?" he offered her. She gratefully accepted. He started, "I appreciate you trying to be his friend. He's never had a friend in his life, not even as a child! I think he's become antisocial." He sighed.
"It's okay, J, I'll keep trying."
"You can call me Dr. J! I like it because it sounds like Dr. Dre, or something like that rap star."
Akemi giggled as the boy's grandfather danced and hummed.
"Anyway, how's your brother?"
"Oh, well he's okay. He teases me about trying to be Heero's friend and says I should give up. I've noticed how my brother and Heero are the same. They both hurt inside." Akemi fiddled with a cookie.
"What do you mean? Your brother went through something traumatizing too?"
Akemi looked up. "No, I just mean it's like he's fighting himself. He stays away from other kids our age, except me. I tell him when he needs to talk, he can always talk with me."
"That's nice," Grandpa J, mused aloud, "I just wish someone would tell that to Heero."
At that very moment, the youth, Heero came downstairs. He saw Akemi and glared. "I'm going out, Grandpa J," He said in a monotone voice, not even looking back.
"Don't forget to get the groceries!" Grandpa J yelled.
Akemi turned to Grandpa J. He looked back at her. "What are you waiting for, Akemi? Go after him! I'm counting on you!"
"Got it!" she said before leaving. "Oh! Thanks for the cookies!"
Dr. J chuckled before taking a bite of a cookie. ~
Akemi followed behind the stoic Heero Yuy. Finally she dared herself, and walked up beside him. "How are you today?"
He stayed unchanged. She frowned. She spotted a can up ahead and kicked it across the street and smiled, hopeful to find some sign of amusement in his eyes. There wasn't any.
Heero walked to the corner store, Akemi following close behind, her violet eyes scheming.
Akemi waved at the clerk before following Heero into one of the small aisles. He stopped and looked over a selection of soups. Akemi glanced around and grabbed a block of cheese from the nearest aisle. "Do you need any cheese? Here's some cheese. How 'bout cereal?"
Heero just ignored her, grabbed what he needed and paid at the register. Then Heero headed for the door and Akemi waved at the clerk. The clerk smiled.
"Hey, Heero!" Akemi walked up right beside Heero, his arms full of groceries and his face still unchanging. "Here, I got you a soda," She handed the can to him. He managed to grab it through all the groceries.
For the first time all day, he noticed her and spoke. "I don't like junk food," He said looking down at the can in his hand. As they walked up the street, he passed it off to a little boy. The boy smiled and hugged Heero's leg before skipping down the street.
"Wow! You actually talked to me!" Akemi grinned, it looking identical to her brother's. Then she looked back at that little boy. "That was nice, Heero,"
He looked away.
Akemi just looking at him from the corner of her eye, 'He doesn't seem to mind my company.or maybe he's just pretending I'm not there, like he's all alone. Maybe he even enjoys my company! Maybe I made a tiny break through!'
Heero walked up the sidewalk to the porch. He stretched out his arm to get the doorknob.
"Here, let me get that," Akemi stepped forward and opened the door. Their eyes met and Heero glared.
"Grandpa, I'm home," Heero yelled as they entered the house.
"Oh, Akemi, you're here, that's nice. Heero here doesn't give much company to an old man as he should, so I'm glad you're here," Grandpa J wobbled into the kitchen with his cane.
Akemi closed her eyes and smiled, "What can I say? You're like a second grandpa to me,"
Heero rolled his eyes, obviously disgusted by her statement. He busied himself by putting the groceries away, while the other two talked for twenty minutes.
Akemi checked her watch. "It's getting late, maybe I should go."
"Yeah, maybe," Heero retorted.
She glared at him. He hid his head behind the cabinet door.
"Well, okay, visit tomorrow!" Grandpa J waved as she stepped out the door. "Ah, what a fine girl! Heero, you should take her out sometime,"
"I don't think so," Heero said without any interest in what his grandfather said.
Grandpa J chuckled. ~
Akemi slipped off her shoes as she entered through the back door of the house. "Few! Coaxing an unemotional person to make a friend sure takes it out of you,"
"You should give up,"
Akemi turned to see her brother sitting at the kitchen table, his feet on the table and arms crossed. "Duo."
Duo's cobalt eyes met her violet ones. Then he turned away. "You should give up on him. People like that will never change-they have somethin' wrong with them."
"Like you?"
His eyes shot open and he glared at her. She just stood her ground staring him back in the eye bravely.
"What're you sayin', Sis?"
Akemi took at chair, gently smiling. "For three years you've been acting strangely.will you tell me what it is?"
He burst out laughing, "Damn, Sis! You're gonna' kill me like that! Of course nothing's wrong!"
He chuckled then sighed. How he wish it were true.
Akemi raised an eyebrow. Then she got up and left the table somewhat bewildered, heading up to her room. ~ That night, Akemi sat on her bed in her nightclothes, looking at old school photos. She looked at the class photo of her standing next to Heero in the second grade. She smiled. Then she looked at a picture taken at a field trip to a baseball game. She was wearing a baseball cap and waving a flag at the camera, Heero sitting in the seat before her, looking at her from the corner of his eye. Akemi smiled more as that memory came back, sitting in that seat noticing the boy looking at her every four minutes. She knew he had to have some interest in her or he wouldn't have kept looking at her, even now he doesn't push her away.
Akemi freaked when she noticed some one behind her. It was Duo. He sat on the end of her bed in his boxers. "What's the pictures for?" he almost sounded like Heero.
"Oh, just looking at past memories. You know, I almost think he does want to be friends," Akemi still looked at the pictures.
"Oh, whatever," Duo scoffed, "He's never wanted to be your friend! Not even as a kid! He shot you in the eye with a popgun when you first met and gave you a black eye!"
"Shush! I know, we got off at a bad start, so what?" Akemi stuck her nose in the air. "But, that doesn't mean he didn't change!"
Duo shrugged. A little twinkle was in his eyes as he spotted a recent picture. He admired it. "When was this one taken? It looks like some one caught him by surprise."
Akemi leaned over him. "I took it. It was at break the beginning of last year. I did catch him by surprise. I roughed my voice and yelled at him and he turned around quick. I saw the look on his face and took the shot."
"Hmm," was the reply "Well, you can try all you want, Sis, but don't carry on too long. If you keep focusing on him, you'll never find a boyfriend."
Akemi looked at him. "Why would you be interested in me finding a boyfriend? I think you should be interested in you girlfriend finding a boyfriend," she said poking him on the head each time she exaggerated a word.
Duo stared at her. "I.don't have a girlfriend."
Akemi's shoulders slumped. "You told me a month ago-"
"I lied."
"Why.?"
Duo made a fake yawn, but long and normal enough to fool Akemi. "I'm tired. I'm goin' to bed," and he stalked out of the room, secretly holding the picture of Heero. ~
Akemi hurriedly ran across the street. She slowed to a walk when she approached the Yuy's house. She smiled as she saw Grandpa J lying on a blanket in the sun.
She looked down at him smiling. "Good morning, Grandpa J,"
A hand came up pointing in her face. "That's Dr. J," he sat up. "Heero is still in his room, go on in," he lay back down and hummed.
Akemi knew it. Heero almost never came out of his room. She also knew that the door would be open, for Grandpa J always left the door unlocked for her.
She stomped up the stairs, letting a certain "somebody" know she was coming. Then she quietly tiptoed towards his room. She knocked gently. "Heero, are you dressed?"
A soft voice came from the room, "No.wait .yes,"
She was happy that she even got an answer and giggled. She gently turned the doorknob and peeked inside.
"Hey! Get out!!"
Akemi giggled more and shut the door. She waited, hands behind her back, for him listening to the rustle of the clothes on his bed. Finally he emerged from this room, quickly death-glaring at her. He said nothing as he walked down the stairs and out the door. She thought he was probably embarrassed. He walked past his grandfather, "Going out, Grandpa,"
"Come back with some ice-cream."
"Bye Grand-I mean Dr. J,"
Heero glared jealously back at her. ~ As they went on, down streets and around corners, Akemi noticed Heero sneaking glances at her. At first she would look away, then finally she in and watched him glance at her.
They were walking down the street as if heading to the corner store, when Heero suddenly turned into an alley. He strode openly as if he knew where he was going.
Akemi looked around cautiously, catching up to him when she was falling behind, afraid that if she lost sight of him, she would be lost and unable to find her way back.
Finally Heero stopped walking. He didn't turn around. "Are you sure you don't want to go back now?"
"Why?" Akemi stopped right beside him.
Heero looked at her from the corner of his eye. "This is a bad place to be. I have unfinished work to do. You may get hurt."
Akemi straightened up. "I can handle whatever comes our way!"
"Whatever." Heero turned back to the alleyway heading towards a boarded up building.
Suddenly Heero's calm composure suddenly altered to violent rage and he kicked open the building's old door. "Alright, bastards, I'm here!" He yelled his challenge.
At first no one seemed to be there. Then suddenly, fourteen men and five women materialized out of the darkness, only one with a grin. "Nice of you to join us," the leader smirked, cleaning a knife. "You shouldn't be acting like you have over time. You're a serious nuisance to our group."
"Excuse me, I didn't know everything was your turf," Heero retorted.
"I don't like your attitude. You don't look as strong as you think you do," the leader spat.
Heero glared. "Am I a threat?"
"One could say that," said the opponent.
Then everything was quiet.
Akemi's heart pounded and she saw Heero's body tense, ready for battle. 'Oh, God! He's going to fight with these guys! He's out numbered, what is he thinking?'
The boss chuckled. "You'll soon get what's coming to you!" he pointed the knife at Heero, "We're gonna' kick your ass!"
Heero's body totally tensed as the men came at him. Akemi screamed. The boss came at him with the knife. Heero jumped aside, kicked and flipped him over. Another man jumped on his back. Heero stretched his arms back, grabbed the man by the waist and threw him across the room.
"No!" Akemi screamed. A woman looked her, jabbed her friends with her elbow and whispered in their ears. Now five women stared at her.
Seeing the force of the group Heero yelled to her, "Get out of here!"
She stood there undecided what to do.
"Get out!!" he screamed again.
She took off in a flash. She ran down the alley until she couldn't hear the sounds of pain. Finally out into the street, she leaned against a building and held her mouth shut so no one could hear her sob. She finally broke down and cried. ~ An hour went by slowly for Akemi as she sat on the sidewalk in front of her house. Her head on her knees she shook gently. Never had she seen such violence. Not even on television.
The cool wind gently caressed her cheek and she sobbed some more. She never had expected Heero to fight gangs. What was he thinking?
She shook more and her face was hot with tears. "If he's dead, I don't know what I'll do! No wonder he asked me if I wanted to go back! All I wanted to do was be friends, He never deserved this!'
"Why are you crying?"
She gasped and looked up. "Heero!!" She got up and gasped when she saw blood. She looked up at him.
He stared down at the gash in his side. Then he looked up at her with pained eyes.
"Help me!" he demanded in a soft sob.
"Okay! Just sit right here! I'll go get your grandpa!" she hurtled off.
Heero watched her for some moments before he decided to rest. Albeit, he took sharp breaths in pain, the only thing that felt good was winning that battle; gaining pride, dignity and self-confidence. He felt indomitable!
'Amazing!' Akemi thought as she raced up the Yuy's sidewalk, 'He came back! He wasn't even fatally wounded! Who is this guy?'
True violet Chapter two: "Where's my grandpa?"
