First of all, i wanna thank the beta reader who helped me, *sniffle
sniffle* Thank you Annwas Adeniawc !!!
Disclaimer: I dun own the boys, so dont sue cuz all ya'll gonna get
is maybe, just maybe, some belly botton lent.
A pinch of angst, and a flick of charactor death and, well, what ever
else thats in my fic is, well, in the fic. alright, REVIEWS WOULD BE
NICE, and i encourage them. though, i wont make you! *smiles* ENJOY
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Shattered Innocence
Author: Violet (though i do go by alot of names, all very similar)
Children's laughter was playing in the air like music as
two small children jumped on the queen sized bed.
"Higher Heero, higher!" Duo yelled, his 9-year-old
violet eyes sparkling, his cherry lips turned in a
smile, and his long chestnut braid bouncing behind him.
"High as the moon?" questioned Heero with his own
secret smile, bright Prussian eyes, and chocolate
colored bangs bouncing in his
face.
"No stupid. High as the stars!" Duo corrected
throwing his full weight down in his brief moment
of anger. Heero, who was just landing, wasn't prepared,
and his knees buckled underneath him. His small
body went crashing into the nightstand, sending its contents
scattering to the ground. All laughter and fun froze
as Heero sat up rubbing the back of his head.
"What was that for?" he mumbled, not too happy. Duo,
seeing that his best friend was fine, jumped onto the
floor in front of Heero, placing his small hands
on his hips.
"Don't blame me because you're dumb!" Prussian eyes
glared, not really wanting to start a fight. "Now
help me clean this mess so our parents don't find
out." Heero didn't argue, knowing Duo had a point.
While his mother was gone on long trips with the
military he often had to spend that time at Duo's, who
only lived across the street. However, the two
troublemakers would go to Heero's to goof around so
they could get away from fun-sucking adults.
The room fell in silence and felt heavy with tension
as the two boys picked up the scattered objects. A few
mumbles or clacking of objects hitting wood was the
only noise. Small hands reached under the nightstand
in search of other missing things when they grasped a
cold metal handle. Prussian eyes blinked in confusion
and pulled what appeared to be a small handgun out
from underneath.
"Uh… Duo?"
"What?" Duo snapped.
"Look."
Violet eyes went wide with fascination.
"Cool, Heero is that your mom's?" Duo quickly asked
grabbing the gun from shaky fingers. "We should play
cowboys!"
"Duo, you know I hate-"
"Fine," Duo thought. "You can be a soldier! A soldier
on a mission to capture the run away cowboy!" One
violet eye closed, taking aim at Heero.
"Alright fine, but you gotta get me first!" Laughing
Heero took off to the living room with Duo speeding
after him. Stopping in the door frame, Duo pointed the
gun around the living room looking for the soldier but
not seeing him anywhere.
"Bang bang, Duo!" Heero shot with his two hands
together as a gun, peeking from behind the blue couch.
Duo quickly raised the handgun, took aim, one violet
eye closed and brows squeezed together. Wild
laughter once again broke out until the clock struck
six, the tall grandfather clock singing to the new
hour. Duo's hands jerked back and a loud
"crack"
sliced threw the air. Duo jumped back, throwing the
gun aside, and stared at his friend laying in a puddle
of red.
"Heero?" A small whimper broke from his throat; his
whole body seemed frozen in fear. It all was a joke,
right? Heero was just fine. He had to be. Taking a few
shaky steps to loom over Heero, violet eyes widened.
Prussian eyes looked up like two endless holes of pain
and misery drowning in tears. Gasps for air were
frantic like a fish out of water and a rose of death
bloomed from Heero's chest. "Heero, I'm sorry I didn't mean
to!" Duo cried, his own violet eyes flooding with
tears. "Heero," He sobbed, clutching onto his friend.
His only friend now laid there, bleeding his life away, his
breath long ago escaped, and his tanned Asian skin
turning a pale white. And his eyes, the bright
Prussian eyes that held so much hidden life stared up
at him with no emotion at all. They were blank, dead.
"Wake up! Heero? Please wake up Heero!"
No matter how much Duo begged, how many tears spilled,
or how many choked cries Duo gave, his once best friend
wouldn't wake up. Heero Yuy was dead.
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*uhm, owari!...what did you think?
sniffle* Thank you Annwas Adeniawc !!!
Disclaimer: I dun own the boys, so dont sue cuz all ya'll gonna get
is maybe, just maybe, some belly botton lent.
A pinch of angst, and a flick of charactor death and, well, what ever
else thats in my fic is, well, in the fic. alright, REVIEWS WOULD BE
NICE, and i encourage them. though, i wont make you! *smiles* ENJOY
************************************************************
Shattered Innocence
Author: Violet (though i do go by alot of names, all very similar)
Children's laughter was playing in the air like music as
two small children jumped on the queen sized bed.
"Higher Heero, higher!" Duo yelled, his 9-year-old
violet eyes sparkling, his cherry lips turned in a
smile, and his long chestnut braid bouncing behind him.
"High as the moon?" questioned Heero with his own
secret smile, bright Prussian eyes, and chocolate
colored bangs bouncing in his
face.
"No stupid. High as the stars!" Duo corrected
throwing his full weight down in his brief moment
of anger. Heero, who was just landing, wasn't prepared,
and his knees buckled underneath him. His small
body went crashing into the nightstand, sending its contents
scattering to the ground. All laughter and fun froze
as Heero sat up rubbing the back of his head.
"What was that for?" he mumbled, not too happy. Duo,
seeing that his best friend was fine, jumped onto the
floor in front of Heero, placing his small hands
on his hips.
"Don't blame me because you're dumb!" Prussian eyes
glared, not really wanting to start a fight. "Now
help me clean this mess so our parents don't find
out." Heero didn't argue, knowing Duo had a point.
While his mother was gone on long trips with the
military he often had to spend that time at Duo's, who
only lived across the street. However, the two
troublemakers would go to Heero's to goof around so
they could get away from fun-sucking adults.
The room fell in silence and felt heavy with tension
as the two boys picked up the scattered objects. A few
mumbles or clacking of objects hitting wood was the
only noise. Small hands reached under the nightstand
in search of other missing things when they grasped a
cold metal handle. Prussian eyes blinked in confusion
and pulled what appeared to be a small handgun out
from underneath.
"Uh… Duo?"
"What?" Duo snapped.
"Look."
Violet eyes went wide with fascination.
"Cool, Heero is that your mom's?" Duo quickly asked
grabbing the gun from shaky fingers. "We should play
cowboys!"
"Duo, you know I hate-"
"Fine," Duo thought. "You can be a soldier! A soldier
on a mission to capture the run away cowboy!" One
violet eye closed, taking aim at Heero.
"Alright fine, but you gotta get me first!" Laughing
Heero took off to the living room with Duo speeding
after him. Stopping in the door frame, Duo pointed the
gun around the living room looking for the soldier but
not seeing him anywhere.
"Bang bang, Duo!" Heero shot with his two hands
together as a gun, peeking from behind the blue couch.
Duo quickly raised the handgun, took aim, one violet
eye closed and brows squeezed together. Wild
laughter once again broke out until the clock struck
six, the tall grandfather clock singing to the new
hour. Duo's hands jerked back and a loud
"crack"
sliced threw the air. Duo jumped back, throwing the
gun aside, and stared at his friend laying in a puddle
of red.
"Heero?" A small whimper broke from his throat; his
whole body seemed frozen in fear. It all was a joke,
right? Heero was just fine. He had to be. Taking a few
shaky steps to loom over Heero, violet eyes widened.
Prussian eyes looked up like two endless holes of pain
and misery drowning in tears. Gasps for air were
frantic like a fish out of water and a rose of death
bloomed from Heero's chest. "Heero, I'm sorry I didn't mean
to!" Duo cried, his own violet eyes flooding with
tears. "Heero," He sobbed, clutching onto his friend.
His only friend now laid there, bleeding his life away, his
breath long ago escaped, and his tanned Asian skin
turning a pale white. And his eyes, the bright
Prussian eyes that held so much hidden life stared up
at him with no emotion at all. They were blank, dead.
"Wake up! Heero? Please wake up Heero!"
No matter how much Duo begged, how many tears spilled,
or how many choked cries Duo gave, his once best friend
wouldn't wake up. Heero Yuy was dead.
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*uhm, owari!...what did you think?