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Author's note: sad, sad story. possibly more chapters at a later date.
Death. yaoi.... Again ,
you name it, it's probably here...
*~*~*~*~*~ - flashbacks
"blah blah" - spoken words
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Shi Tenshi: Memories Chapter one By Dez Maxwell Manson Heero sat up on the soft, silk covered bed he was assigned as an Imperial guard, thinking of the battles he'd won and lands he had conquered. Many a time he was caught whispering 'Itsumademo' (1) before killing an enemy, his past assaulting him. It had been five years ago, that horrible day. The brown haired shounen(2) closed his eyes, remembering the day Shinigami, his beloved had died. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* There in his arms Duo-chan had lain, gasping from air to whisper "Aishiteru..." (3) ending seconds before his death, "Itsumademo..." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A sharp pain in Heero-kun's chest brought him back to the present, Duo's voice still echoing in his mind, white knuckled hands clutching the silk pillow roll. No tears or words escaped, but his Prussian blue eyes told of the pain, buried deep in his subconcious. Looking out of the thin paper window covers, he saw the first glint of the sun's rays, but then something else caught his eye..... A shadowy cloaked figure glided over the rice lakes. A long cheastnut braid swung behind it... Duo? No! Heero's mind refused to carry the thought. That figure was a trick of his imagination. Heero sighed, stood up, and put on his senshi uniform. His voice softly came into being, as if his beloved Duo-chan could hear, "Sumimasen, My Shinigami...." Then, the lonely shounen left the room to complete his daily garden watch, his mind still on Duo. ~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+ Later that day, after the meeting of all the Imperial Senshi, heero laid in the soft, plushie grass of the royal gardens, his spikey brown hair blowing over his eyes. Warm moisture came nearly to his eyes, those Prussian blue lakes, but he would not allow himself to cry again. Everyday since that day, he had cried, wishing for his beloved to return to him. If only.... But the thought of all the time Duo and Heero had spent together counteracted the sadness and made him smile. TBC (1) japansese for Forever. (2) japansese for Solider (also teacher) (3) japanese for I love you
Shi Tenshi: Memories Chapter one By Dez Maxwell Manson Heero sat up on the soft, silk covered bed he was assigned as an Imperial guard, thinking of the battles he'd won and lands he had conquered. Many a time he was caught whispering 'Itsumademo' (1) before killing an enemy, his past assaulting him. It had been five years ago, that horrible day. The brown haired shounen(2) closed his eyes, remembering the day Shinigami, his beloved had died. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* There in his arms Duo-chan had lain, gasping from air to whisper "Aishiteru..." (3) ending seconds before his death, "Itsumademo..." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A sharp pain in Heero-kun's chest brought him back to the present, Duo's voice still echoing in his mind, white knuckled hands clutching the silk pillow roll. No tears or words escaped, but his Prussian blue eyes told of the pain, buried deep in his subconcious. Looking out of the thin paper window covers, he saw the first glint of the sun's rays, but then something else caught his eye..... A shadowy cloaked figure glided over the rice lakes. A long cheastnut braid swung behind it... Duo? No! Heero's mind refused to carry the thought. That figure was a trick of his imagination. Heero sighed, stood up, and put on his senshi uniform. His voice softly came into being, as if his beloved Duo-chan could hear, "Sumimasen, My Shinigami...." Then, the lonely shounen left the room to complete his daily garden watch, his mind still on Duo. ~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+ Later that day, after the meeting of all the Imperial Senshi, heero laid in the soft, plushie grass of the royal gardens, his spikey brown hair blowing over his eyes. Warm moisture came nearly to his eyes, those Prussian blue lakes, but he would not allow himself to cry again. Everyday since that day, he had cried, wishing for his beloved to return to him. If only.... But the thought of all the time Duo and Heero had spent together counteracted the sadness and made him smile. TBC (1) japansese for Forever. (2) japansese for Solider (also teacher) (3) japanese for I love you