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This is my first ficcie please don't leave until you've actually tried to read it





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It's been raining for quite some time now and the thunder and lightning had finally stopped.
A few people could still be seen bustling around on the busy sidewalk, trying to finish what they are doing.

Everything seemed to be moving so fast except for a young girl.

Usagi held her coat tighter around her tiny body, while trying to hide her blond hair from the rain. She was forced to walk slowly,
for if she were to move any faster, she would bump into someone and gracefully land her butt onto the muddy pavement.

It had been a beautiful afternoon for a walk.

Had.

Who would have thought that a sunny day, with slight clouds, held so much rain? She would have been home a while ago
in her apartment, but she had been stuck outside, away from her warm and comfy bed, and without an umbrella.

She was only a few blocks away, but poor Usa. When signs of thunder and lightning came true, she jumped onto the first porch
she saw and waited for it all to stop.

'A few more steps and I will be home sweet home', she whimpered, afraid of a thunderbolt suddenly coming to crash down at her.
'Don't think about that! Not a good time to think about that! No, no, no.' She continued to walk until her apartment was just across the street. She sighed happily and began to run.
In all her excitement, she didn't see the lump in her path until it was too late. So she ended up tripping over it and rolled to the ground and onto her back. She let out a frustrated sigh and began to hit
and kick the ground.

"Why wont you let me go home?! Why is it that you have to keep stopping me, huh?!" She screamed up to the raining sky,
her voice drowned in the heavy pounding of the rain. She sighed once more and just got to her feet.

She was completely soaking wet now. Her long wet and muddy hair and clothes stuck to her body like a second skin.

"I am so going to be… Achoo!" her whole head bobbed forward as she sneezed. She wiped her nose and sniffed.
Why was she still out here? Her home was right across the street, so… the lump! She turned around and faced the lump,
which turned out to be a man.

His hair was Brown and wild, and his clothes were soaking wet like hers, but they didn't look too warm to begin with.
His head was also buried in his arms, so she couldn't see his face.

"Hey? Mister, are you alright?" Usagi gently nudged the man cautiously, afraid he might wake up to try and kill her any second.
His head suddenly fell back to reveal his face.

Heero. Usagi gasped. She had to help him. She checked for his pulse to find reassuring light thumps. Then she struggled to lift him up,
resting his arm on her shoulders and supported him by his waist. From there she dragged him all the way to the apartment building and up three
floors to her apartment.

After fumbling with her keys for a few seconds, she was finally home. Forgetting about her clean white carpet, she dragged the wet
Heero to her couch and laid him down.
'I should change him out of those clothes but…' she blushed thinking about what was under there. She shook her head 'OK Usa, you can do this' ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.

He woke up to a massive headache. Scratch that, every one of his body parts ached, and he felt…

Achoo

Sick.

He pushed the blanket off to find himself wearing clothes that definitely don't belong to him. He had an extra-large plain, white T-shirt on, so far
so good and a pair of gray sweats with pink lining on the side. He shuddered thinking of Relena, but this place didn't look like Relena's mansion. He was sitting on a leather couch in a small apartment. He sat across a window overlooking Juuban, Japan. The walls were lavender, the ceiling
was white and the floor was carpeted white also. Behind him was the kitchen and on his right was a hallway. 'Probably leads to the rooms and bathroom, but who's?' He listened carefully to his surrounding to hear one of the doors open.
Steam hissed out of the room and into the hallway. A girl in her late teens stepped out wearing a pair of light pink sweats and a small white tee that
hugged her body. Her blond hair was wet and left down, while her towel draped her shoulders.

She smiled when she saw that Heero was wide-awake. "Finally your awake, I'll go prepare your medicine for you." She moved to the kitchen to retrieve a small bottle of red liquid and a cup of water.
She brought the things over to him and sets them onto the coffee table in front of him.

"You just let me into your home."

"Hmmm"

"And you trust me just like that?"

She avoided his gaze and fumbled with her hands as though she was still working with the medicine. "Of course, I couldn't just leave you outside in
the rain like that."

"Bad idea"

In one or two swift movements, Heero had pinned the girl to the wall, his dagger, from nowhere, firmly held to her neck. He looked into her eyes to find
sorrow instead of fear.

"Any last words", he stated more than asked. He didn't know why he bothered, but he guessed it could be a favor for taking care of him.
'I'm getting too soft.'

"It's nice to see you again Heero", she startled him by speaking.

"How the-", he pressed the dagger closer to her neck

"The kiss did mean something to me", she whispered.

Recognition flashed through his eyes, along with anger, then sadness. He removed the dagger and stepped back, letting her slide
to the ground gasping for air. He notices the exit and storms out of the door, allowing it to bang into the wall before closing.

'She's back'

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Well this fic was really meant to be a sequel, but I wrote it before the prequel, since this Idea came to me first. Well please review as a sign for me
to continue this. Thanks for reading, errr comeback soon ^-^!