This is my THIRD uncompleted fic. This is my SECOND GW/SM fanfic and of course a
romance. Sorry to disappoint some of you out there but this is yet another Heero/Usagi fic. The others are in this one though.
And they ALL have Gundams! ^o^ Yahoo!
But, as you all know by now, I don't own SM or GW. If I did then I wouldn't sit here every evening writing this stuff, I'd be making it! Oh, the misery! *faints*
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Prolouge
"Are you ready Heero?" asked an old man with a snapping robotic claw as his left hand. He was speaking to a young man no more than fifteen years old that was seated in a very strange looking aircraft.
"Yes, Dr. J," the boy replied in a cold monotone voice.
"Very well, let Operation Meteor begin."
The doctor went to a seperate room as the boy opened the hanger and took off for the deep blue planet.
But what Heero did not see was the blue glint of the sapphire eyes of a large mobile suit that was very much like the one he was in at that moment.
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Yet another boring trip to the colonies. It wasn't that she didn't like going to the colonies, she loved it there.
It was just that she never got to do anything there. Her father was too busy to take her shopping or sightseeing. He was the prime minister and had so many meetings to go to she didn't have the heart to complain.
Usagi looked out her window on the space shuttle and sighed. She was a very lovely girl of fourteen, getting ready to turn fifteen in less than a week.
She had deep sapphire eyes and long blond hair with a touch of silver in the tresses. She wore it in the most peculiar style. Two buns on each side of her head and the rest of her hair flowing down her back and nearly touching the floor when she stood. Sometimes it got annoying because of the way it tickled the back of her legs as she walked but she just loved it too much to cut it.
Her complexion was flawless and her lips a cherry red. Her cheeks always had a rosy tint to them and her skin was golden from the time she spent out doors.
She turned to her father who was lightly dozing and she smiled.
She really loved him. She looked nothing like him or her mother though. But it never bothered her.
She looked back out the window and watched the stars. She smiled again and was starting to doze off herself when a flash caught her eye. She became alert and searched the vastness of space for the source of the light.
Then she saw it. A plane or shuttle of some sort was flying closer to them. She saw three mobile suits flying towards it, their guns drawn.
The plane began to change. Soon a mobile suit was in the place of the air craft and had drawn a large sword out of no where. She paled when she realizd its intent.
"Oh God, he's going to shoot us down," she whispered. The suit seemed to be looking straight at her and she shivered. Suddenly it turned and attacked the three Aries that were pursuing it. She let out her breath.
She watched the battle in awe and horror. The mobile suit that had nearly attacked her shuttle was much more colorful than the dull brownish green of the Oz suits.
Th colorful suit took out two of the three Oz suits with a huge rifle. It continued to commence in battle with the remaining Aries. It seemed like a deadly dance, one bound to be destroyed.
Suddenly the Aries latched onto the back of the other suit and they began to plummet to the Earth.
A man from most likely from the Aries ejected and was gently gliding to Earth. No man appeared from the other suit.
The two locked suits hit the ocean and a massive splash signaled the hit.
Usagi looked desperately into the sea as they flew to the airstrip for a tiny speck or something to show the other pilot had survived.
She saw none.
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"Welcome back, Mr. Dorlan," said an official. "We hope the meeting was productive and went smoothly?"
"It did and I'm very happy with the results and outcomes of the convention."
'Always the same,' Usagi thought bitterly. She plastered a smile on her face although it wasn't one of her beautiful genuine smiles. She was upset from what she had just witnessed and did not feel like being bothered at the moment by these people.
She rode down the escalator with her father, looking like the composed and obediant young woman she was expected to be. But inside she had the heart and soul of a child.
"Dad, I'm just going to walk home and get some fresh air this time. I know you're busy and I'm kind of tired and want to see Mom. Is that okay with you?" Usagi asked, looking straight into her father's eyes.
"Are you sure, hon? I can send you along in another car or give you an escort-" he began to offer but she cut him short.
"Relax, Dad, I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself. Just finish up here and I'll most likely be home when you get back unless I see a window sale or something like that," she assured him.
Mr. Dorlan smiled down at his daughter and chuckled. "All right, sweetheart. Be careful, okay?"
"Sure Dad," she laughed and turned around, walking around the corner of the building and out of their hearing range. She leaned against the cool brick and looked down at herself, cringing.
She hated skirts and dresses. Unfortunately they were a part of her every day life.
Today she was wearing a floral blouse and white skirt that reached the middle of her calves. Her shoes were high heeled sandals and her feet were killing her.
She reached down and undid the buckles on her shoes and stepping out of them, disposing of her stckings and wriggling her toes which were painted with a pale pink polish on her toenails. The same color graced her well kept fingernails.
Usagi saw an open gate that went down to the beach. She crept to the gate and slipped through, walking down the steps and stepping into the sun-warmed sand. She sighed as it met her cool skin.
Her head hurt so she let her hair down. It flowed around her body and a few strands were caught on the wind, blowing around her face. She closed her eyes and lifted her face to the setting sun, it's rays making her face glow and her hair shine.
"It's so good to be home!" she sighed and stretched, her eyes still closed.
Her eyes opened slowly and she watched the sun set. She continued on her way to her family home.
She didn't notice the pair of Prussian blue eyes watching her every move from the shadows.
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'Who was that?' Heero asked himself as he watched the beautiful female make her way down the beach, watching her feet as she slid them through the sand.
'Snap out of it, Yuy, you're on a mission, remember? There will be time for that kind of thing later,' he scolded himself. He turned away and walked back to the pile of his discarded space suit. Dr. J had provided clothes for him. Now he was dressed in a loose green muscle shirt tucked inside his light blue jeans.
'How am I going to get rid of this-' his thoughts were interupted as he heard a short scream and some light cursing.
Heero spun around and saw that the woman he had been observing just moments before was doubled over, groping behind her for something to support her. He looked at what she was looking at and found that blood stained the sand and her left foot.
Before he knew what he was doing, Heero found himself walking towards the woman.
'What am I doing?!'
The woman didn't hear him till he stood in front of her. She probably saw his feet because she gasped and her head shot up. Her wide blue eyes met his cold Prussian blue.
"Are you all right?" he asked, his voice emotionless. She frowned but relaxed, looking at her foot.
"I just sliced my foot with a piece of glass, that's all. I'll be fine. But thatnk you for checking up on me," she said, looking up to his face and smiling when she said her thank you.
He frowned even more and growled deep in his throat. How could someone be so careless? A cut like that could easily get infected.
Without a second thought he swept her up into his arms. She sputtered protests but he ignored her.
"Look, it's really nice of you to feel concerned but it's just a tiny cut that I can clean when I get home. Now can you please put me down?" she asked, her voice rising with every word.
"No."
She looked angry and worried. "Oh, come on!" she exploded. "Where are you going to take me?"
He stopped in front of a bench and looked down into her face. "Stay here. I'll be right back with something to put on that wound."
Her brows furrowed and she crossed her arms and looked into his eyes. "And if I don't?" she challenged.
"Then I'll find you and make this twice as hard." With that he sat her down on the bench and turned away, making his way to his supplies.
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First chapter, all right!
Please read and review!
romance. Sorry to disappoint some of you out there but this is yet another Heero/Usagi fic. The others are in this one though.
And they ALL have Gundams! ^o^ Yahoo!
But, as you all know by now, I don't own SM or GW. If I did then I wouldn't sit here every evening writing this stuff, I'd be making it! Oh, the misery! *faints*
*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*
Prolouge
"Are you ready Heero?" asked an old man with a snapping robotic claw as his left hand. He was speaking to a young man no more than fifteen years old that was seated in a very strange looking aircraft.
"Yes, Dr. J," the boy replied in a cold monotone voice.
"Very well, let Operation Meteor begin."
The doctor went to a seperate room as the boy opened the hanger and took off for the deep blue planet.
But what Heero did not see was the blue glint of the sapphire eyes of a large mobile suit that was very much like the one he was in at that moment.
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Yet another boring trip to the colonies. It wasn't that she didn't like going to the colonies, she loved it there.
It was just that she never got to do anything there. Her father was too busy to take her shopping or sightseeing. He was the prime minister and had so many meetings to go to she didn't have the heart to complain.
Usagi looked out her window on the space shuttle and sighed. She was a very lovely girl of fourteen, getting ready to turn fifteen in less than a week.
She had deep sapphire eyes and long blond hair with a touch of silver in the tresses. She wore it in the most peculiar style. Two buns on each side of her head and the rest of her hair flowing down her back and nearly touching the floor when she stood. Sometimes it got annoying because of the way it tickled the back of her legs as she walked but she just loved it too much to cut it.
Her complexion was flawless and her lips a cherry red. Her cheeks always had a rosy tint to them and her skin was golden from the time she spent out doors.
She turned to her father who was lightly dozing and she smiled.
She really loved him. She looked nothing like him or her mother though. But it never bothered her.
She looked back out the window and watched the stars. She smiled again and was starting to doze off herself when a flash caught her eye. She became alert and searched the vastness of space for the source of the light.
Then she saw it. A plane or shuttle of some sort was flying closer to them. She saw three mobile suits flying towards it, their guns drawn.
The plane began to change. Soon a mobile suit was in the place of the air craft and had drawn a large sword out of no where. She paled when she realizd its intent.
"Oh God, he's going to shoot us down," she whispered. The suit seemed to be looking straight at her and she shivered. Suddenly it turned and attacked the three Aries that were pursuing it. She let out her breath.
She watched the battle in awe and horror. The mobile suit that had nearly attacked her shuttle was much more colorful than the dull brownish green of the Oz suits.
Th colorful suit took out two of the three Oz suits with a huge rifle. It continued to commence in battle with the remaining Aries. It seemed like a deadly dance, one bound to be destroyed.
Suddenly the Aries latched onto the back of the other suit and they began to plummet to the Earth.
A man from most likely from the Aries ejected and was gently gliding to Earth. No man appeared from the other suit.
The two locked suits hit the ocean and a massive splash signaled the hit.
Usagi looked desperately into the sea as they flew to the airstrip for a tiny speck or something to show the other pilot had survived.
She saw none.
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"Welcome back, Mr. Dorlan," said an official. "We hope the meeting was productive and went smoothly?"
"It did and I'm very happy with the results and outcomes of the convention."
'Always the same,' Usagi thought bitterly. She plastered a smile on her face although it wasn't one of her beautiful genuine smiles. She was upset from what she had just witnessed and did not feel like being bothered at the moment by these people.
She rode down the escalator with her father, looking like the composed and obediant young woman she was expected to be. But inside she had the heart and soul of a child.
"Dad, I'm just going to walk home and get some fresh air this time. I know you're busy and I'm kind of tired and want to see Mom. Is that okay with you?" Usagi asked, looking straight into her father's eyes.
"Are you sure, hon? I can send you along in another car or give you an escort-" he began to offer but she cut him short.
"Relax, Dad, I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself. Just finish up here and I'll most likely be home when you get back unless I see a window sale or something like that," she assured him.
Mr. Dorlan smiled down at his daughter and chuckled. "All right, sweetheart. Be careful, okay?"
"Sure Dad," she laughed and turned around, walking around the corner of the building and out of their hearing range. She leaned against the cool brick and looked down at herself, cringing.
She hated skirts and dresses. Unfortunately they were a part of her every day life.
Today she was wearing a floral blouse and white skirt that reached the middle of her calves. Her shoes were high heeled sandals and her feet were killing her.
She reached down and undid the buckles on her shoes and stepping out of them, disposing of her stckings and wriggling her toes which were painted with a pale pink polish on her toenails. The same color graced her well kept fingernails.
Usagi saw an open gate that went down to the beach. She crept to the gate and slipped through, walking down the steps and stepping into the sun-warmed sand. She sighed as it met her cool skin.
Her head hurt so she let her hair down. It flowed around her body and a few strands were caught on the wind, blowing around her face. She closed her eyes and lifted her face to the setting sun, it's rays making her face glow and her hair shine.
"It's so good to be home!" she sighed and stretched, her eyes still closed.
Her eyes opened slowly and she watched the sun set. She continued on her way to her family home.
She didn't notice the pair of Prussian blue eyes watching her every move from the shadows.
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'Who was that?' Heero asked himself as he watched the beautiful female make her way down the beach, watching her feet as she slid them through the sand.
'Snap out of it, Yuy, you're on a mission, remember? There will be time for that kind of thing later,' he scolded himself. He turned away and walked back to the pile of his discarded space suit. Dr. J had provided clothes for him. Now he was dressed in a loose green muscle shirt tucked inside his light blue jeans.
'How am I going to get rid of this-' his thoughts were interupted as he heard a short scream and some light cursing.
Heero spun around and saw that the woman he had been observing just moments before was doubled over, groping behind her for something to support her. He looked at what she was looking at and found that blood stained the sand and her left foot.
Before he knew what he was doing, Heero found himself walking towards the woman.
'What am I doing?!'
The woman didn't hear him till he stood in front of her. She probably saw his feet because she gasped and her head shot up. Her wide blue eyes met his cold Prussian blue.
"Are you all right?" he asked, his voice emotionless. She frowned but relaxed, looking at her foot.
"I just sliced my foot with a piece of glass, that's all. I'll be fine. But thatnk you for checking up on me," she said, looking up to his face and smiling when she said her thank you.
He frowned even more and growled deep in his throat. How could someone be so careless? A cut like that could easily get infected.
Without a second thought he swept her up into his arms. She sputtered protests but he ignored her.
"Look, it's really nice of you to feel concerned but it's just a tiny cut that I can clean when I get home. Now can you please put me down?" she asked, her voice rising with every word.
"No."
She looked angry and worried. "Oh, come on!" she exploded. "Where are you going to take me?"
He stopped in front of a bench and looked down into her face. "Stay here. I'll be right back with something to put on that wound."
Her brows furrowed and she crossed her arms and looked into his eyes. "And if I don't?" she challenged.
"Then I'll find you and make this twice as hard." With that he sat her down on the bench and turned away, making his way to his supplies.
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First chapter, all right!
Please read and review!