Trapped In
Darkness

Part One

I remember so clearly hating Serin and the rest of them. My life was so mixed up in the war and my assassin work they just made the anger rise. Serin was my sister...in a way you could say. She would always go around saying "Ore wa kanpeki nai"I am not perfect. But I would always say 'Or wa kanpeki' I am perfect. We are complete opposites. She loved the cold hearted kanpeki senshi, Heero Yuy. And I loved the odayaka senshi, Quatre Winner.

People die and people live but none can be caught in between. Or atleast that is what she thought. Living and dying were complete opposites but did that matter to her? It wouldn't matter to her at all.

Her Head lay back against the cold stone wall. The room seemed to be spinning over and over again and again. The spinning finally stopped and she came to realize where she was. A cell. A cage. She tried to stand but just fell to her knees in pain. What had happened? Oh yes, trying to fight off Oz Leo's alone...it turned into her being out numbered. Then just blank. "Where the hell- " The words got caught in her throat. The door to the cell swung open with a 'whoosh'. Those eyes that had made her so angry so many times stood in the doorway followed by the other eyes that filled her with hatred. Serin's hand reached out for hers but Shikyo couldn't bring her self to do it. Never would she take help from Serin. Never. Serin pulled back her hand then swung Shikyo's arm over her shoulder. This was a blur to Shikyo. Her head hurt to much to understand what in hell was going on. "Shikyo everything will be f- " the words were cut off as she felt her self faint.

It took Shikyo a while to open those brilliant blue eyes to the world around her. They just went around this small room trying to figure out what was happening. The door opened and they dashed over to see who it was. Quatre Winner. "I'm glad to see you awake " She rolled over on to her stomach but winced with pain. "Don't try moving, you are in to much pain" Her eyes widen then became full of anger. "Don't tell me what to do! Bad enough I let Serin get the upper hand over me" The talk she had done made her wince in pain again. Quatre just sat down in one of the chairs in the room. 'Why doesn't he just leave in fear? Is he not like the others?' That question seemed to pop up in her head everytime she met Quatre. Either alone or with the others. There was no trying to solve that question. Not now at least. Shikyo sat up ignoring the pain in her arms and stomach. Thank god they put her clothes back on her after they bandaged her up. Quatre watched her movements. Not sure to stop her or let her keep going. Her eyes looked around in the room. Heero's laptop sat on the desk and a few mattresses lay on the ground. Everyone was here. Or at least their stuff was here. Shikyo stood but the room spun and she had to plop back into a sit on the bed. She brought her knees up to her stomach and groaned in pain. Why did everything hurt so much?

The pain was gone. Or at least she imagined that is was. But it was always there even if she didn't want it to be. It wasn't the pain in her stomach, legs, and arms whatever...it was the pain that remained in her heart and soul. The bad deeds, the dead people, the sins, and the unwilling love...kept there.. Never leaving or returning.

Standing at the corner she spotted the one person she hated the most. Serin. A glare went over to her and Serin returned the glare with a smile. How could she just smile back at a glare? And must she forget Serin faced the glare of the 'perfect soldier' every day. Serin walked over to Shikyo. Both stood staring at each other like they thought each other was dead. Shikyo's hand stayed in her pocket where she kept a dagger. And Serin's on her hips where she kept nothing. She had lost to much ground to Serin in the game they were playing. Was it even a game? Or just child's play? What ever it was they kept at it trying to win. But so far Serin was winning. They walked in silence back to the room they shared with the others. Something seemed different. Duo sat babbling about something and Wufei sat pissed at Duo. Heero sat typing at his computer. Quatre laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. And Trowa looking out the window. Quatre seemed to bounce right up the moment the walked in the door but laid back down at Shikyo's glare. Serin sat on the floor as Shikyo sat at the end of the bed. Trying not to touch the staring Quatre. Life seemed so boring. No mission. No nothing. The day lagged on in peace. If you could call any of their lives peace...

Everything was confusing now. Quatre's hands held over his head by her hand. Her lips pressed against his. His eyes filled with confusion. What was going on? Was this something they were supposed to be doing? Loving each other?

Shikyo lay against Quatre's bare chest. Her eyes searching for an answer that seemed never to come. Why was she here in the first place? Why was she getting so close to Quatre? She closed her eyes then opened them. Lifting her head from his chest. Quatre was asleep. A good thing for her. Shikyo pulled back on her clothes and looked around. Everyone's except Quatre's and her stuff was gone. Collecting her stuff she headed for the door. She reached for the handle but stopped halfway there. How could she leave the loving arms of Quatre? He would wake up confused wondering why she wasn't there. She could at least wait till he woke up. Couldn't she? There was no mission to do but she couldn't waste time. Those brilliant blue eyes went back over to the wakening Quatre. There he was awake. Those blue eyes stared back at her. "Where are you going?" Those words seemed to bring her back to him. "No where Quatre...no where" Willingly she crept back over to the bed and laid down next to him. His arm raped around her stomach and she seemed at peace with the odayaka soldier.

Disclaimer: I only own Shikyo and Serin. No one else you hear? You better hear me right.. oO okay that was weird....