disclaimer: again... I don't own gundam wing. never have likely never will. This fic was inspired by a song... as most of my fics are and I don't own the song either. please enjoy.
Ordinary Miracles
The sun rose again today. I didn't see it, can't feel it's wamth, but I know it rose somewhere and thats a great comfort somehow. I know it rose because I can see it's light shining in the eyes of the youngest member of my little gang. Cheerful little guy he is, surprising really when you consider that he's an orphan. I'm an orphan too, we all are. We kinda banded together to keep each other alive, which isn't so easy on the streets of L2 by the way. There are a couple orphanges we could go to, for war orphans like us but nobody there cares. I like it better with the others. I mean yea it get's cold sometimes, and we go hungry a lot... but it's not so bad. And we have each other. Our family. But as I was saying our youngest member just turned seven. We even managed to give him a birthday present. A whole chocolate bar... hey don't laugh. It's a big deal out here.
You can take a lot for granted in this world... but I don't. well not anymore. Not since meeting the kid... Duo. Thats what he likes to call himself... I think it's cause of my name. Mine is Solo. Every time I see a plant grow, or a raindrop fall now I think how lucky I am to be alive to appreciate it. The kid calls things like that ordinary miracles and I guess thats kind of a good name for them. I mean can anyone really truly explain how birds find their way home every spring? Life itself... the kid calls it a miracle. Before I met him I'd have called it a curse... but seeing his zest for life... after all he's been through... I'd have to call it an ordinary miracle too.
I watch as he skips down the street, day after turning seven and three years, five months, and nineteen days since his mother commited suicide after hearing his father died at war. Raindrops that fall washing away the pain of these streets. A sky that always seems to know when it's time to snow. Beauty all around... earth. The rain here? It's no miracle. It's a simulation they run to make visitors from earth feel more at home. This child... this miraculously happy child... has never even seen one of these ordinary miracles. Come to think of it neither have I. He thinks the rain is a miracle because he doesn't know yet about the simulations. Nothing can really grow here... we get no actual weather. But somehow through all the pain, and greif of the streets this kid smiles. And thats better then any ordinary miracle. Someday I'd like him to see earth... to see all these miracles he gets shallow impersonations of here on the colonies.
"Hey look Solo!!!" he yells running down the street to where a small flower has bloomed in a crack in the pavement. "Solo it's a forget me not!!" I smile. He's just so pure and innocent... god I hope he can stay like this forever. "Guess it's another one of those ordinary miracles huh?" and I feel warm inside as he smiles brightly at me. There is one ordinary miracle here after all. A small boy... that smiles.