Boundless

By: Drunknmonkey

"Get too close to the sun, and you'll burn."

-Unknown.

A/N: Uhh. Updated version. I decided to change somethings.

'I always knew her as "the girl across the hall": Apartment 2B. Me, being Apartment 2A. From time to time I would see her as I would leave and she would enter. We would say our "hi"s and so on. But it wasn't the voice of her hello's that took my breath away. It was her face. Always smiling, everlasting. It would bring a warm feeling to my heart. Something I myself have never experienced before.

So we continued on with life. I would occasionally bump into her, etc. One time she was carrying a load of boxes and I accidentally bumped into her. Of course I helped her up and picked up the fallen boxes. And then, once again, she would flash me another heart-warming smile.

But I always wondered, "How can she smile so much?" Especially from what's going on in her life? I act as though I don't hear what's going on across the hall. I bet everyone on the same floor can hear what's going on in Apartment 2B. There are sounds of constant coughing, groans of pain, and countless sounds of the paramedics always coming in and out for emergencies.

From the rumors going around the building, they say she leukemia or some illness like that.

I want to help her.

But I can't intervene. No, I can't.

It is none of my business. And plus the fact that I shouldn't even care. I'm Perfect for God's sake. I'm not supposed to have this warm feeling in my heart. Hell, I'm not supposed to feel anything! It's unacceptable to have emotions if you intend on being Perfect.

So why?

Why do I have these feelings now?

Why her?

Why me?

I have to stay at arm's length. I can't get too close.

Dare I say it? Could it be? Could it be that I . . . care? No! It's impossible. Minor glitch. It could be fixed. All I need is a mission to do from Doctor J. Any kind of mission. As long as it involves killing someone, or something. Or blowing up stuff. Yeah. Missions like that.

Damnit! I've been throwing glances at my laptop for a whole hour every 2 minutes and not a single beep from the speakers. My glances turned into glares. Where the hell is a mission when you need one?

I need something to do. Anything at all. Take a jog. No, I might miss out on an opportunity for a mission. So going outside is a big no-no.

Big no-no? What the? Since when do I say that? Damn you Duo.

Ah screw it. So if I can't go outside, what am I to do here? My eyes landed on a big black box called a television. I have never touched it. It probably has millions of layers of dust on it by now. I'm not much of a TV guy. I only watch movies when Relena begs me to watch one with her. Ugh.'

Hiiro grabbed the remote on top of the TV, pressed the "Power" button, and settled himself on the couch facing the screen.

The first thing that popped up was a soap opera.

"I will always care about you Mika! Nothing can change that!"

"Well what about Siaki? Huh? Are you gonna go back to her and screw her again when you get tired of me as always!"

"No baby it's not lik—"

Hiiro rolled his eyes and clicked on the remote.

Unfortunately it was a music video.

"I just can't live without you baby.

I love you, I love you."

Hiiro shook his head.

Another click.

It was the news.

"How did it feel when you first saw him?"

"It was breathtaking. I knew from the moment I saw him that he was the one."

"So when is the wedding?"

Finally giving up, Hiiro turned off the TV.

He picked up the newspaper on the coffee table in front of him and read the first page.

"Valentine's Day Frenzy: Time for Flowers and Chocolate."

'What the hell was wrong with the world today? Love is being attacked by the media like some predator pouncing on its prey.

It's really starting to annoy me.

Or maybe God is just doing this to torment me. He's probably laughing at me.'

"Well I'm just gonna laugh back," he uttered.

'Someday.'

Stepping into a local coffee house, Java Doll, Hiiro made his way to the counter.

"One large coffee. Black."

"Coming right up sir."

While Hiiro waited for his coffee, he took the time to scan the place. What he saw were couples laughing and conversing. He rolled his eyes and continued to look around. His eyes fell upon Her sitting in the corner. Tears dropped from her eyes and down her heart-shaped face.

'If only I-'

Hiiro's thoughts were interrupted by the clerk.

"Here's your black coffee sir," he handed Hiiro his coffee. "That'll be two-fifty."

Hiiro thoughtlessly took out 3 one dollar bills and muttered, "Keep the change."

"Thank you sir!"

But the "thank you" fell on deaf ears. Hiiro's mind was determined to walk over to Her and console her.

Hiiro stopped dead in his tracks; only a few feet away from Her. His eyes never wandering from her.

'What am I doing? What's happening to me?'

As if sensing his presence, she looked up to find him staring at her. As awkward the situation seemed, her eyes lit up and she smiled.

"Hello," was the word that came from her lips.

Hiiro's heart stopped and did one thing that came to his mind.

He walked away.

'Don't get involved,' was his last thought before he left the café.

A/N: I know Hiiro is somewhat OOC here, but bear with me. I thought running away was girly, and Hiiro is definitely not girly. So I made him walk away instead. Thanks for reading.