Viva Forever: Flower
By : Megami*Silence
Diclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon!!
AN: Gomen nasai minna-san, I re-titled this fic, because the last couple hundred times I tried uploading it, it wouldn't work. So, as you can see, I'm calling it 'Viva Forever: Flower.'
AN2: This came to me thinking of the song Flower by Moby one night. Don't ask me how, cause I don't know, I just know that the first chapter will be the shortest of all. Enjoy.
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The battle was horrible with only blood and destruction left. Bodies scattered everywhere. A total nightmare, and nothing but darkness to consume the deadly true reality.
"Iiiie!! Usagi- hime!" yelled a hoarse, cracked voice. A new body, in fact the third to last, dropped to the ground.
"Seven down, two to go." stated the creepy, and disgusting voice of a powerful youma. Powerful, yes. Very powerful, it was a creation of pure evil.
The creature extended it's arm and released a black lightning beam which happened to hit Sailor Pluto directly in the chest, knocking her back a few yards. Sailor Jupiter ran after her friend. When she reached her, she kneeled down next to her.
"Pluto iie... Pluto don't leave me!" pleaded Jupiter. Sailor Pluto looked at the hime of the planet Jupiter. Blood had started to exit from her mouth, as she tried to smile reassuringly, though her eyes were full of hurt.
"Jupiter you... mustn't end up like... us." Pluto's breathing became long gasps for air. With a trembling hand she raised her staff for the last time, and opened a portal underneath Jupiter. Jupiter had already fallen through but she, with the knowing of Makoto hearing it, whispered, "Don't worry Jupiter... we'll see each other... again..." she trailed off as her eyes slowly shut and she gave her last breath of life, praying Makoto would be alright.
Sailor Jupiter's body fell a good distance, resulting in a painful landing. She didn't want to awaken, she just wanted to rest, rest with her best of friends.
A variety of explosions and gun shots had persuaded Jupiter to stand up. Her whole body felt on fire, stinging like hell, and she walked in a limp. She stumbled into a large field where she saw a robot? A very large robot? 'What in the world?' she thought, 'Speaking of world, where am I?'
The air around her was stale, and it stung her nose with a smoke scent. All she could see was war. It was an empty feeling she was getting at the moment. When did war return? More importantly why did the world create mechanical robots to do the job? Nothing was right, she came from a war with evil to a war with machines. Why did this have to happen? Usagi should never of tried to fight that youma before the rest did, now look what has come out of it? The one question that Makoto couldn't answer was how she didn't die from being hit with the youma's attack, and everyone else did. She was struggling to keep awake, fatigue had overcome her. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the sounds around her, while hunched over from the pain she felt.
Another round of shots were heard. Jupiter opened her eyes in time to see herself get shot in the arm.
"Ahh!!" she yelped in pain. More pain, more and more pain engulfed her. She started to breath wheezingly. Her mind swirled and soared, making her sway on her feet. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and soon was filled with blackness.
*in Sandrock*
Quatre had been on the lookout for the rest of the guys, as they were trying to sneak into the Oz base and steal documents, and information about the next attack Oz were planning. Quatre spotted two shadows creeping around the corner of the building. He obviously wasn't the only one that saw them, because a mobile doll had went after them, ready to fire. Quatre powered up, and flew in front of the pair to give them time to enter their gundams. The mobile doll fired at Sandrock, but Quatre released his right heat shortel. Just the blow alone blew the mobile doll up.
Something had moved through the tall, wild grass. Quatre turned to see what it was. A girl had just stumbled into the line of fire. She seemed to be staring at the mobile suits for a while, but hunched over after a bit. She must've had enough of the battle she was watching. He noticed that she was covered in blood, and very badly hurt.
A gun shot interrupted his thoughts, when he saw that the gunshot had hit the girl, and she blacked out. Quatre knew he was supposed to protect the base while the others climbed into their gundams, but he couldn't just leave a girl, who was on the verge of death, in the middle of no where. He walked his gundam to her position on the ground, and jumped out.
It didn't really matter, because by that time the others had already retreated from the base, and entered their mechas, so Quatre proceeded to the fallen girl, and picked her up. she was a disaster. Her clothes were all ripped up, and , as he could see it, her pretty face was ruined by the blood that stained, and continued to cover it. Quatre hopped back into his gundam, and rose into the sky to leave for his home before dropping this girl off to the hospital. It would've been hard to find a spot in the parking lot for his gundam.
*Hospital*
She opened her eyes slowly, praying she wasn't captured. Actually she was hoping to see two hyper blonds, and two sweat dropped faces. But ... she didn't see anything, just an empty room in a hospital. The smells were wicked, they tickled her nose disgustingly. She had never wanted to end up in a hospital, not like this.
She was thinking for a while, about everything. Just lying there, feeling better, but still in pain. In pain because she had no one left. In pain because she now felt useless, there was nothing to live for anymore. All signs of love had disappeared from her heart. Her friends, the only people she loved. There were no parents, and no close relatives, that she knew of, there was only her friends, whom she considered family. 'Why did Pluto do that?' she wondered angrily, 'Why didn't she let me die, with the rest of them. To protect our hime...' she started to growl aloud. Time was speeding up, and she was doing nothing, which was the only thing she could do. 'It's all my fault! I should've died!' "I should've died!" she yelled aloud. Unbeknownst to her, there were three shadows in the room with her.
The door had opened and Makoto could sense three bodies entering the still room. She couldn't move her head, it was in a neck brace, though she didn't know what for. Her wounds had healed overnight. Even her shot arm was healed. Two of three people stood next to Makoto. She could see them out of the corner of her eyes.
They both were kawaii. One had blond hair, and kind , soft blue eyes. His skin was dark, and he had a compassionate aura. The other one was really kawaii. His violet eyes could of just made you laugh with giddiness. And his long chestnut braid, that he was fiddling with, looked nice with his creamy skin. He wore a priest outfit... it didn't really suit him. He didn't seem like the minister type. They both smiled at her.
"You're awake." the blond one said to himself than her.
"How ya' feeling, babe?" asked the other.
Makoto just looked at them. This was very strange. She didn't know anything other than herself, and her past. Everything else was blank.
"Wh- where am I?" she asked drowsily, ignoring the guy's question.
"You're in St. Luke's hospital." the blond replied. Makoto sighed. That didn't help much... maybe if she asked something like what dimension is this? That would grab their attention, but she didn't want attention, she just wanted to find out where she was and leave.
As if reading her thought, a doctor came into view, looking sympathetic. He gave her a reassuring smile and politely asked the boys to step back. They obediently walked away, and the doctor started to speak, "Are you alright miss?" was his first question. Makoto slightly nodded, having trouble with the neck brace. "What's your name?" smiling, he took her wrist, to check her pulse.
Makoto inhaled, and exhaled as she said, "Kino, Makoto." with her eyes closed.
"I'm Dr. Beck. Do you remember what happened?" he asked, gently setting her wrist down. Well for one the doctor wouldn't believe her, and second, like she was going to tell him anyways? She slowly shook her head, with her eyes still closed. The doctor moved closer to Makoto's head, and cautiously took off her neck brace. Makoto had opened her eyes from the action. She moved her neck around to help loosen the stiffness. The doctor watched in amazement. Last night she had been brought into the hospital with a shot arm, third degree burns, and a possible fracture in the neck. All of which had totally healed during the twelve hours she had been sleeping here. He couldn't believe this, it was a true miracle. Snapping himself out of his own reverie, he spoke, "Do you have anything to wear? Your clothes were all ripped, and stained with blood. We haven't thrown it out, because we need your consent, but I'm sure you don't want to wear them home." he said softly, hoping for the best. Something he wouldn't get out of her.
"Actually... I don't have a home.... um, it was shot down..." Makoto said, hoping it would work as an excuse. Seeing the huge machines helped a bit. Though it wasn't a good question to answer now, for she really didn't have a home.
Quatre looked down. ' It was probably us that ruined her home... the gundams.' he thought sadly. But thought of a better idea. "Excuse me?" he politely interjected. They looked at him, "You could stay with me, I have plenty of room." he proposed, awaiting an answer.
Makoto's eyes widened, "Iie, iie. I couldn't. I'd be too much trouble!" She didn't want to be taken care of. Actually that was the last thing she wanted.
Quatre took a step forward, "I insist. Besides, I was the one who found you, and now that you have no where to go, you must stay with me!" he retorted.
He seemed to honestly want her to stay with him. He must've felt sorry for her. But she didn't want that. She couldn't handle a sympathetic host. It just wouldn't work. She looked into his eyes. They were so innocent, she could feel the aura transferring to her. Oh! He had won! She smiled, and nodded. She thought to herself, 'This will be interesting...'
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Alrighty!!! Me have finished the numero un chapter, and it wasn't very long, I realize that! But have no fear, the next chapters will be a lot longer than this. Again GOMEN for those who TRIED to read this story last time, but my computer is a piece of shit, and every time I tried to upload it, it wouldn't work , it would only show 20 words. SO! Blame it all on my shitty computer! I would like at least ~*12-15*~ reviews before the next chapter... ONEGAI!!!
Domo Arigato,
Megami*Silence
By : Megami*Silence
Diclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon!!
AN: Gomen nasai minna-san, I re-titled this fic, because the last couple hundred times I tried uploading it, it wouldn't work. So, as you can see, I'm calling it 'Viva Forever: Flower.'
AN2: This came to me thinking of the song Flower by Moby one night. Don't ask me how, cause I don't know, I just know that the first chapter will be the shortest of all. Enjoy.
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The battle was horrible with only blood and destruction left. Bodies scattered everywhere. A total nightmare, and nothing but darkness to consume the deadly true reality.
"Iiiie!! Usagi- hime!" yelled a hoarse, cracked voice. A new body, in fact the third to last, dropped to the ground.
"Seven down, two to go." stated the creepy, and disgusting voice of a powerful youma. Powerful, yes. Very powerful, it was a creation of pure evil.
The creature extended it's arm and released a black lightning beam which happened to hit Sailor Pluto directly in the chest, knocking her back a few yards. Sailor Jupiter ran after her friend. When she reached her, she kneeled down next to her.
"Pluto iie... Pluto don't leave me!" pleaded Jupiter. Sailor Pluto looked at the hime of the planet Jupiter. Blood had started to exit from her mouth, as she tried to smile reassuringly, though her eyes were full of hurt.
"Jupiter you... mustn't end up like... us." Pluto's breathing became long gasps for air. With a trembling hand she raised her staff for the last time, and opened a portal underneath Jupiter. Jupiter had already fallen through but she, with the knowing of Makoto hearing it, whispered, "Don't worry Jupiter... we'll see each other... again..." she trailed off as her eyes slowly shut and she gave her last breath of life, praying Makoto would be alright.
Sailor Jupiter's body fell a good distance, resulting in a painful landing. She didn't want to awaken, she just wanted to rest, rest with her best of friends.
A variety of explosions and gun shots had persuaded Jupiter to stand up. Her whole body felt on fire, stinging like hell, and she walked in a limp. She stumbled into a large field where she saw a robot? A very large robot? 'What in the world?' she thought, 'Speaking of world, where am I?'
The air around her was stale, and it stung her nose with a smoke scent. All she could see was war. It was an empty feeling she was getting at the moment. When did war return? More importantly why did the world create mechanical robots to do the job? Nothing was right, she came from a war with evil to a war with machines. Why did this have to happen? Usagi should never of tried to fight that youma before the rest did, now look what has come out of it? The one question that Makoto couldn't answer was how she didn't die from being hit with the youma's attack, and everyone else did. She was struggling to keep awake, fatigue had overcome her. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the sounds around her, while hunched over from the pain she felt.
Another round of shots were heard. Jupiter opened her eyes in time to see herself get shot in the arm.
"Ahh!!" she yelped in pain. More pain, more and more pain engulfed her. She started to breath wheezingly. Her mind swirled and soared, making her sway on her feet. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and soon was filled with blackness.
*in Sandrock*
Quatre had been on the lookout for the rest of the guys, as they were trying to sneak into the Oz base and steal documents, and information about the next attack Oz were planning. Quatre spotted two shadows creeping around the corner of the building. He obviously wasn't the only one that saw them, because a mobile doll had went after them, ready to fire. Quatre powered up, and flew in front of the pair to give them time to enter their gundams. The mobile doll fired at Sandrock, but Quatre released his right heat shortel. Just the blow alone blew the mobile doll up.
Something had moved through the tall, wild grass. Quatre turned to see what it was. A girl had just stumbled into the line of fire. She seemed to be staring at the mobile suits for a while, but hunched over after a bit. She must've had enough of the battle she was watching. He noticed that she was covered in blood, and very badly hurt.
A gun shot interrupted his thoughts, when he saw that the gunshot had hit the girl, and she blacked out. Quatre knew he was supposed to protect the base while the others climbed into their gundams, but he couldn't just leave a girl, who was on the verge of death, in the middle of no where. He walked his gundam to her position on the ground, and jumped out.
It didn't really matter, because by that time the others had already retreated from the base, and entered their mechas, so Quatre proceeded to the fallen girl, and picked her up. she was a disaster. Her clothes were all ripped up, and , as he could see it, her pretty face was ruined by the blood that stained, and continued to cover it. Quatre hopped back into his gundam, and rose into the sky to leave for his home before dropping this girl off to the hospital. It would've been hard to find a spot in the parking lot for his gundam.
*Hospital*
She opened her eyes slowly, praying she wasn't captured. Actually she was hoping to see two hyper blonds, and two sweat dropped faces. But ... she didn't see anything, just an empty room in a hospital. The smells were wicked, they tickled her nose disgustingly. She had never wanted to end up in a hospital, not like this.
She was thinking for a while, about everything. Just lying there, feeling better, but still in pain. In pain because she had no one left. In pain because she now felt useless, there was nothing to live for anymore. All signs of love had disappeared from her heart. Her friends, the only people she loved. There were no parents, and no close relatives, that she knew of, there was only her friends, whom she considered family. 'Why did Pluto do that?' she wondered angrily, 'Why didn't she let me die, with the rest of them. To protect our hime...' she started to growl aloud. Time was speeding up, and she was doing nothing, which was the only thing she could do. 'It's all my fault! I should've died!' "I should've died!" she yelled aloud. Unbeknownst to her, there were three shadows in the room with her.
The door had opened and Makoto could sense three bodies entering the still room. She couldn't move her head, it was in a neck brace, though she didn't know what for. Her wounds had healed overnight. Even her shot arm was healed. Two of three people stood next to Makoto. She could see them out of the corner of her eyes.
They both were kawaii. One had blond hair, and kind , soft blue eyes. His skin was dark, and he had a compassionate aura. The other one was really kawaii. His violet eyes could of just made you laugh with giddiness. And his long chestnut braid, that he was fiddling with, looked nice with his creamy skin. He wore a priest outfit... it didn't really suit him. He didn't seem like the minister type. They both smiled at her.
"You're awake." the blond one said to himself than her.
"How ya' feeling, babe?" asked the other.
Makoto just looked at them. This was very strange. She didn't know anything other than herself, and her past. Everything else was blank.
"Wh- where am I?" she asked drowsily, ignoring the guy's question.
"You're in St. Luke's hospital." the blond replied. Makoto sighed. That didn't help much... maybe if she asked something like what dimension is this? That would grab their attention, but she didn't want attention, she just wanted to find out where she was and leave.
As if reading her thought, a doctor came into view, looking sympathetic. He gave her a reassuring smile and politely asked the boys to step back. They obediently walked away, and the doctor started to speak, "Are you alright miss?" was his first question. Makoto slightly nodded, having trouble with the neck brace. "What's your name?" smiling, he took her wrist, to check her pulse.
Makoto inhaled, and exhaled as she said, "Kino, Makoto." with her eyes closed.
"I'm Dr. Beck. Do you remember what happened?" he asked, gently setting her wrist down. Well for one the doctor wouldn't believe her, and second, like she was going to tell him anyways? She slowly shook her head, with her eyes still closed. The doctor moved closer to Makoto's head, and cautiously took off her neck brace. Makoto had opened her eyes from the action. She moved her neck around to help loosen the stiffness. The doctor watched in amazement. Last night she had been brought into the hospital with a shot arm, third degree burns, and a possible fracture in the neck. All of which had totally healed during the twelve hours she had been sleeping here. He couldn't believe this, it was a true miracle. Snapping himself out of his own reverie, he spoke, "Do you have anything to wear? Your clothes were all ripped, and stained with blood. We haven't thrown it out, because we need your consent, but I'm sure you don't want to wear them home." he said softly, hoping for the best. Something he wouldn't get out of her.
"Actually... I don't have a home.... um, it was shot down..." Makoto said, hoping it would work as an excuse. Seeing the huge machines helped a bit. Though it wasn't a good question to answer now, for she really didn't have a home.
Quatre looked down. ' It was probably us that ruined her home... the gundams.' he thought sadly. But thought of a better idea. "Excuse me?" he politely interjected. They looked at him, "You could stay with me, I have plenty of room." he proposed, awaiting an answer.
Makoto's eyes widened, "Iie, iie. I couldn't. I'd be too much trouble!" She didn't want to be taken care of. Actually that was the last thing she wanted.
Quatre took a step forward, "I insist. Besides, I was the one who found you, and now that you have no where to go, you must stay with me!" he retorted.
He seemed to honestly want her to stay with him. He must've felt sorry for her. But she didn't want that. She couldn't handle a sympathetic host. It just wouldn't work. She looked into his eyes. They were so innocent, she could feel the aura transferring to her. Oh! He had won! She smiled, and nodded. She thought to herself, 'This will be interesting...'
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Alrighty!!! Me have finished the numero un chapter, and it wasn't very long, I realize that! But have no fear, the next chapters will be a lot longer than this. Again GOMEN for those who TRIED to read this story last time, but my computer is a piece of shit, and every time I tried to upload it, it wouldn't work , it would only show 20 words. SO! Blame it all on my shitty computer! I would like at least ~*12-15*~ reviews before the next chapter... ONEGAI!!!
Domo Arigato,
Megami*Silence