*This is a new chapter book, for a whole new ANIME SERIES! Yes yes, I am glad to say that I have expanded my horizon, YEAH! And for that I am veering towards other things and making some different stories! (I still love you Piccolo! Piccolo: *sweatdrop*) but anywho, this is about G Gundam, and as for you G Gundam lovers, thank you for not hating me! This being my first attempt at writing a G Gundam book I sure hope I don't screw it up royally! Aw shucks, you'll see! ENJOY! (oh yeah, and Domon doesn't know that Schwartz is really a part of Kyoji, not yet…ok, that's why its called fan'FICTION' hehe)*
Surrender the Shadows
Treading over the sand by the shore Schwartz watched the waves crash against the bank. His arms crossed and his brow turned in his thoughts could not be disturbed. The Battle Royale was underway, and he wouldn't be attending it…Domon had proved himself worthy of his title as the King of Hearts, by defeating him. Schwartz's upper lip stiffened. He was happy for Domon, yet he had not taught him nearly enough. When things went out of whack, Domon still went berserk. Schwartz had told him not to think of the things that were going wrong, but the things he was truly fighting for, the things he truly needed. Then was the only way he could enter his ultimate supermode, then was the only time he could achieve a serene state of mind. The waves crashed against he bank again, making Schwartz look out at the dark waters. Was it his teachings that went wrong, or was it Domon's outlook on everything? He couldn't understand. The way Domon acted was like a slap in the face to Schwartz, like he had just been insulted. Schwartz drew in a deep breath.
"Ah Domon, if only you could understand…" Suddenly the light to his eyes shifted and he spotted a shadow, the sound of soft footsteps were heard behind the sound of the waves. He turned his eyes up. He saw a small figure, the outline of a woman. Schwartz raised his head. He could not make out their face, yet their presence seemed familiar. They stepped closer; the light on their back from the boardwalk presented a shadowed front view. Finally he saw her face, her eyes seemed full of concern. Schwartz's shoulders dropped and he stopped in his tracks.
"Schwartz?" Schwartz uncrossed his arms and nodded.
"What is it Raine?" He asked. Raine hesitated.
"I…I'm sorry to disturb you but…" Her eyes wavered and pleaded, pulling at Schwartz's heart. The waves crashed against the bank, moist droplets fell around Raine and Schwartz, moistening his exposed skin.
"What are you trying to say, Raine?" Schwartz asked. Raine hesitated.
"It's Domon…He's not ready…" She started. Schwartz's jaw tightened.
"Raine…I…" He sighed, "I've done all I can for Domon, he's on his own now…" He replied, turning his eyes away. He knew his word was true, though he felt as though he had failed her somehow, and Domon. He heard a faint whimper come from the woman in front of him. He looked back at her. Her eyes had tears in them now.
"Raine…I am truly sorry, if I could help I would, but Domon is a fighter, the saying that fighters communicate with their fists isn't just a false statement…words cannot achieve what physical demands can." He took a step closer to her, "do you understand…Raine?" He asked. Raine nodded sadly, her eyes widened slightly and she drew from his gaze to the lit up city above them. Schwartz looked up as well. There he spotted Domon, his fixed gaze was fierce and full of bewilderment, his eyes lit up from behind his shadowed face, his red cape covering his body. The wind swept past him, ruffling his already messed up hair. Raine took a few steps away from Schwartz, as if knowing Domon were upset that she had gone to him for help. Domon's brow creased and he narrowed his eyes, jumping down from the highboard and landing legs bent on the sandy beach, his hand resting on the sand. He curled his fingers around some of the sand and stood up, letting it roll out of his fingers. Schwartz crossed his arms again and turned to his ally. Raine put her hand up to her face and looked away. Domon walked slowly up to the two, his footsteps soft and crisp.
"Schwartz Bruder…" He said. Schwartz nodded to him.
"What's a man like you doing out here on the beach?" He asked, his expression somewhat lightening. Schwartz lowered his head very slightly.
"Thinking." He simply replied. Domon turned his head slightly, eyeing him.
"Thinking about what? You aren't going to try and enter the Battle Royale are you?" He asked. Schwartz let out a "humph"
"Enter it? I'm already disqualified, Domon, you must know me better than that…" He said. Domon's lips curled.
"Know you? I hardly know you at all, yet its funny, you know me pretty well…" His brow creased again, frowning. Schwartz said nothing, his eyes shifted, and he looked back at Raine.
"If I were the one so concerned for you Domon, you wouldn't have her…" He said. Domon looked at Raine. Raine looked at him uneasily. Schwartz looked back at Domon, his expression serious. Domon nodded.
"I see…" He said. Schwartz put his arms down again.
"Domon, you can't lose this battle, more than your father is at stake…" He said. Domon looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" He asked. Suddenly a wind swept past them, ruffling Domon's cape and Schwartz's brown trench coat. Schwartz just eyed him. Domon's gaze turned intense.
"Tell me Schwartz! What are you talking about!" He demanded. Schwartz said nothing. He turned around and looked at the ocean, the wind still ruffling his trench coat.
"You will see in time Domon, I just hope that you're prepared," he turned his head and looked over his shoulder, "do not forget what I taught you, no matter how much you lose at this battle, you must never forget it…ever…." Suddenly Schwartz disappeared, stealthily leaving. Domon looked on at the ocean, his lower lip twitching.
"Domon?" Raine said softly. Domon said nothing.
"Domon…I—"
"Just shut up Raine…" He said, and turned and walked away, his cape flaring behind him. Raine turned and looked at Domon, putting her hands under her chin.
"Oh Domon…"
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"AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chibbody's laughter carried over the crowd. Chibbody, his hands behind his head, his laughter from obviously being drunk the night before, George, his gaze shifting from person to person in the crowds, Sai Sici, his carefree walk next to Domon, Domon's seriousness, Raine at the back of the group, still slightly upset about the night before. They all looked so natural together (hehe). Argo was not with them, nor was Schwartz.
"HAHAH-*hick*" Chibbody hiccupped. George looked at Chibbody.
"Next time you want to get drunk, I suggest you have a good excuse with us the next day." He lectured.
"Awww come on Geor-*hick*- ge, it's called having a good time!" Chibbody threw his arm around George's shoulders and started to sing "America the Beautiful" George's face faltered and he pried Chibbody off of him. Sai Sici laughed and then turned to Domon.
"Hey Bro, why's Sis at the back of the group? Did you and her have a fight?" Sai Sici asked. Domon looked down at him.
"Mind your own business." He said roughly. Sai Sici raised an eyebrow.
"Hey Bro, I didn't mean to pry, I was just wondering…sheesh…" Sai Sici looked back at Raine, her gaze fixed on the ground, "hmmmm…." He wondered to himself. Suddenly he slowed down his pace so he could meet up with Raine at the back of the group. Raine looked up at him slightly.
"Hey Sis, what's got you bothered, huh?" He asked. Raine looked back at the ground.
"Its nothing Sai Sici, I guess its just nerves." She answered. Sai Sici bent foreward slightly, with his hands on the back of his head.
"Well, if its nerves for Bro and the Battle Royale he's going to be fine!" He reassured her.
"Yeah…I know…" She said softly. Sai Sici cocked his head.
"Then, what is it?" He asked. Raine clasped her hands together and stood up straight.
"You know Sai Sici, I'm not going to worry anymore, from now on I'm going to trust Domon, ok?" She smiled, her eyes closed Anime like. Sai Sici did so too.
"Great! I'm glad then!" He put his hand into a fist, "though you'll have to be worried when he comes to me, cuse I'm going to win this fight!" He nodded and then did highsteps back up to where Domon was, his eyes closed.
"So what did you say to her?" Domon asked, not looking at Sai Sici.
"Oh not much, but she's not going to be too worried from now on." He said. Domon's brow creased again.
'I doubt that…' he thought.
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Schwartz slowly followed the group atop buildings, skipping between them with ease and with complete stealth. He bent down and peered over the edge when he saw them stop at a food court. He narrowed his eyes. His thoughts were spinning, this was the first time he was ever truly confused. The Battle Royale was only 3 days away, and they were all out to lunch…well, he did understand they had to eat, but it was ridiculous that they were out there for hours on end.
"Domon what are you doing…you should be training…" His worried tone was at a whisper. Suddenly Domon turned around, and looked up to where Schwartz was. Schwartz was slightly surprised by this and moved back before Domon could spot him. Domon narrowed his eyes and then turned back around. Schwartz peered back over the edge. Suddenly he felt two strong holds on his arms and he was yanked back.
"HEY!" he was cut off by a familiar voice.
"Schwartz Bruder, fancy meeting you here…" It was Prime Minister Wong. Schwartz glared at him.
"Wong…what do you want!" He demanded. Wong looked at him over the brim of his sunglasses.
"That's Prime Minister Wong to you, and I don't want much from you…just some information…about Domon Kaashu." Schwartz growled.
"Information! For what!" He demanded. Wong took a step towards him.
"The Battle Royale is coming up, and he is going to be attending…I cannot allow him to win…nor can I allow him to come out of this…alive." Schwartz's eyes widened.
"You're crazy! You can't just kill Domon Kaashu!" He said in a gruff whisper. Wong smirked.
"Oh I can, and I will, with all my power I will make sure Domon Kaashu is eliminated…for good…" Schwartz narrowed his eyes.
"Then I wont help you!" He yelled. Wong looked back at two of his men. Both of them nodded and drew two guns each, pointing them at Schwartz.
"I will get information…any way I can, if you do not give it to me, I will get it another way…give me the information I need, and you can live." He said. Schwartz growled.
"Go ahead, shoot me, what good would that do? Just another person dead, and you still wouldn't be any closer to finding a way to kill Domon then you already are!" He spat at Wong. Wong pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.
"Then I will get it another way…" He looked back at his men, "shoot him…" He said and turned to walk away. Schwartz growled.
"You can't do this!" He yelled at him. Wong laughed.
"Oh I can…and I am…" Schwartz growled and looked at the men with guns.
"Good-bye…" One of them said in monotone, and then both of them fired…
*Ok, that's the first chapter, and then I'll be making the second as fast as I can, boy that's prolly getting pretty old isn't it? Hehe well, I will! I promise…as soon as I finish a few other chapters of mine…heh….*scratches head* sorry…*
Surrender the Shadows
Treading over the sand by the shore Schwartz watched the waves crash against the bank. His arms crossed and his brow turned in his thoughts could not be disturbed. The Battle Royale was underway, and he wouldn't be attending it…Domon had proved himself worthy of his title as the King of Hearts, by defeating him. Schwartz's upper lip stiffened. He was happy for Domon, yet he had not taught him nearly enough. When things went out of whack, Domon still went berserk. Schwartz had told him not to think of the things that were going wrong, but the things he was truly fighting for, the things he truly needed. Then was the only way he could enter his ultimate supermode, then was the only time he could achieve a serene state of mind. The waves crashed against he bank again, making Schwartz look out at the dark waters. Was it his teachings that went wrong, or was it Domon's outlook on everything? He couldn't understand. The way Domon acted was like a slap in the face to Schwartz, like he had just been insulted. Schwartz drew in a deep breath.
"Ah Domon, if only you could understand…" Suddenly the light to his eyes shifted and he spotted a shadow, the sound of soft footsteps were heard behind the sound of the waves. He turned his eyes up. He saw a small figure, the outline of a woman. Schwartz raised his head. He could not make out their face, yet their presence seemed familiar. They stepped closer; the light on their back from the boardwalk presented a shadowed front view. Finally he saw her face, her eyes seemed full of concern. Schwartz's shoulders dropped and he stopped in his tracks.
"Schwartz?" Schwartz uncrossed his arms and nodded.
"What is it Raine?" He asked. Raine hesitated.
"I…I'm sorry to disturb you but…" Her eyes wavered and pleaded, pulling at Schwartz's heart. The waves crashed against the bank, moist droplets fell around Raine and Schwartz, moistening his exposed skin.
"What are you trying to say, Raine?" Schwartz asked. Raine hesitated.
"It's Domon…He's not ready…" She started. Schwartz's jaw tightened.
"Raine…I…" He sighed, "I've done all I can for Domon, he's on his own now…" He replied, turning his eyes away. He knew his word was true, though he felt as though he had failed her somehow, and Domon. He heard a faint whimper come from the woman in front of him. He looked back at her. Her eyes had tears in them now.
"Raine…I am truly sorry, if I could help I would, but Domon is a fighter, the saying that fighters communicate with their fists isn't just a false statement…words cannot achieve what physical demands can." He took a step closer to her, "do you understand…Raine?" He asked. Raine nodded sadly, her eyes widened slightly and she drew from his gaze to the lit up city above them. Schwartz looked up as well. There he spotted Domon, his fixed gaze was fierce and full of bewilderment, his eyes lit up from behind his shadowed face, his red cape covering his body. The wind swept past him, ruffling his already messed up hair. Raine took a few steps away from Schwartz, as if knowing Domon were upset that she had gone to him for help. Domon's brow creased and he narrowed his eyes, jumping down from the highboard and landing legs bent on the sandy beach, his hand resting on the sand. He curled his fingers around some of the sand and stood up, letting it roll out of his fingers. Schwartz crossed his arms again and turned to his ally. Raine put her hand up to her face and looked away. Domon walked slowly up to the two, his footsteps soft and crisp.
"Schwartz Bruder…" He said. Schwartz nodded to him.
"What's a man like you doing out here on the beach?" He asked, his expression somewhat lightening. Schwartz lowered his head very slightly.
"Thinking." He simply replied. Domon turned his head slightly, eyeing him.
"Thinking about what? You aren't going to try and enter the Battle Royale are you?" He asked. Schwartz let out a "humph"
"Enter it? I'm already disqualified, Domon, you must know me better than that…" He said. Domon's lips curled.
"Know you? I hardly know you at all, yet its funny, you know me pretty well…" His brow creased again, frowning. Schwartz said nothing, his eyes shifted, and he looked back at Raine.
"If I were the one so concerned for you Domon, you wouldn't have her…" He said. Domon looked at Raine. Raine looked at him uneasily. Schwartz looked back at Domon, his expression serious. Domon nodded.
"I see…" He said. Schwartz put his arms down again.
"Domon, you can't lose this battle, more than your father is at stake…" He said. Domon looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" He asked. Suddenly a wind swept past them, ruffling Domon's cape and Schwartz's brown trench coat. Schwartz just eyed him. Domon's gaze turned intense.
"Tell me Schwartz! What are you talking about!" He demanded. Schwartz said nothing. He turned around and looked at the ocean, the wind still ruffling his trench coat.
"You will see in time Domon, I just hope that you're prepared," he turned his head and looked over his shoulder, "do not forget what I taught you, no matter how much you lose at this battle, you must never forget it…ever…." Suddenly Schwartz disappeared, stealthily leaving. Domon looked on at the ocean, his lower lip twitching.
"Domon?" Raine said softly. Domon said nothing.
"Domon…I—"
"Just shut up Raine…" He said, and turned and walked away, his cape flaring behind him. Raine turned and looked at Domon, putting her hands under her chin.
"Oh Domon…"
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"AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chibbody's laughter carried over the crowd. Chibbody, his hands behind his head, his laughter from obviously being drunk the night before, George, his gaze shifting from person to person in the crowds, Sai Sici, his carefree walk next to Domon, Domon's seriousness, Raine at the back of the group, still slightly upset about the night before. They all looked so natural together (hehe). Argo was not with them, nor was Schwartz.
"HAHAH-*hick*" Chibbody hiccupped. George looked at Chibbody.
"Next time you want to get drunk, I suggest you have a good excuse with us the next day." He lectured.
"Awww come on Geor-*hick*- ge, it's called having a good time!" Chibbody threw his arm around George's shoulders and started to sing "America the Beautiful" George's face faltered and he pried Chibbody off of him. Sai Sici laughed and then turned to Domon.
"Hey Bro, why's Sis at the back of the group? Did you and her have a fight?" Sai Sici asked. Domon looked down at him.
"Mind your own business." He said roughly. Sai Sici raised an eyebrow.
"Hey Bro, I didn't mean to pry, I was just wondering…sheesh…" Sai Sici looked back at Raine, her gaze fixed on the ground, "hmmmm…." He wondered to himself. Suddenly he slowed down his pace so he could meet up with Raine at the back of the group. Raine looked up at him slightly.
"Hey Sis, what's got you bothered, huh?" He asked. Raine looked back at the ground.
"Its nothing Sai Sici, I guess its just nerves." She answered. Sai Sici bent foreward slightly, with his hands on the back of his head.
"Well, if its nerves for Bro and the Battle Royale he's going to be fine!" He reassured her.
"Yeah…I know…" She said softly. Sai Sici cocked his head.
"Then, what is it?" He asked. Raine clasped her hands together and stood up straight.
"You know Sai Sici, I'm not going to worry anymore, from now on I'm going to trust Domon, ok?" She smiled, her eyes closed Anime like. Sai Sici did so too.
"Great! I'm glad then!" He put his hand into a fist, "though you'll have to be worried when he comes to me, cuse I'm going to win this fight!" He nodded and then did highsteps back up to where Domon was, his eyes closed.
"So what did you say to her?" Domon asked, not looking at Sai Sici.
"Oh not much, but she's not going to be too worried from now on." He said. Domon's brow creased again.
'I doubt that…' he thought.
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Schwartz slowly followed the group atop buildings, skipping between them with ease and with complete stealth. He bent down and peered over the edge when he saw them stop at a food court. He narrowed his eyes. His thoughts were spinning, this was the first time he was ever truly confused. The Battle Royale was only 3 days away, and they were all out to lunch…well, he did understand they had to eat, but it was ridiculous that they were out there for hours on end.
"Domon what are you doing…you should be training…" His worried tone was at a whisper. Suddenly Domon turned around, and looked up to where Schwartz was. Schwartz was slightly surprised by this and moved back before Domon could spot him. Domon narrowed his eyes and then turned back around. Schwartz peered back over the edge. Suddenly he felt two strong holds on his arms and he was yanked back.
"HEY!" he was cut off by a familiar voice.
"Schwartz Bruder, fancy meeting you here…" It was Prime Minister Wong. Schwartz glared at him.
"Wong…what do you want!" He demanded. Wong looked at him over the brim of his sunglasses.
"That's Prime Minister Wong to you, and I don't want much from you…just some information…about Domon Kaashu." Schwartz growled.
"Information! For what!" He demanded. Wong took a step towards him.
"The Battle Royale is coming up, and he is going to be attending…I cannot allow him to win…nor can I allow him to come out of this…alive." Schwartz's eyes widened.
"You're crazy! You can't just kill Domon Kaashu!" He said in a gruff whisper. Wong smirked.
"Oh I can, and I will, with all my power I will make sure Domon Kaashu is eliminated…for good…" Schwartz narrowed his eyes.
"Then I wont help you!" He yelled. Wong looked back at two of his men. Both of them nodded and drew two guns each, pointing them at Schwartz.
"I will get information…any way I can, if you do not give it to me, I will get it another way…give me the information I need, and you can live." He said. Schwartz growled.
"Go ahead, shoot me, what good would that do? Just another person dead, and you still wouldn't be any closer to finding a way to kill Domon then you already are!" He spat at Wong. Wong pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose.
"Then I will get it another way…" He looked back at his men, "shoot him…" He said and turned to walk away. Schwartz growled.
"You can't do this!" He yelled at him. Wong laughed.
"Oh I can…and I am…" Schwartz growled and looked at the men with guns.
"Good-bye…" One of them said in monotone, and then both of them fired…
*Ok, that's the first chapter, and then I'll be making the second as fast as I can, boy that's prolly getting pretty old isn't it? Hehe well, I will! I promise…as soon as I finish a few other chapters of mine…heh….*scratches head* sorry…*