Genie Magic
Disclaimer: I uh…own nothing. Well, I must own something! No, no, naw…nothing. Shucks.
A/N: Hey, um…ok sure. My second fic. A/U. HYxRP. Heero finds a genie in a bottle and chaos ensues. The first chapter is sorta depressing, but it gets better! I promise! Yeh, I think that's it. R&R plz!
* = thoughts
/ = italics
_ = bold
~Chapter One~
It was so dark. Dark and cold. The moon's reflection was dimly cast over the still water. The sky was covered with clouds. The stars were not out. Even they would have been chilled by the bitter wind.
Heero Yuy tilted his head up to the night air. He breathed deeply. One thing he would miss was the cool fragrance of the sea. Ah well, no use doting anymore now.
The sharp wind whipped through his clothes and stung his face. The mood was suiting. He felt like shit. Cold, lonely shit. But that just determined his decision more. Heero shifted his foot in the wet sand. Should he take his shoes off? They would help the police find his body. Nah, he thought. Better not risk it.
Taking one last whiff of the air, Heero gingerly stepped into the ice- cold water. The small waves lapped at his ankles. Heero shivered as he waded deeper. This was not the way he pictured how his life would end. But there was no point in going on. His life wasn't so much in shambles as it was empty. There just wasn't any reason in living. He felt as if he was just there to take up space. And Heero always believed that there were plenty of other individuals that deserved his space.
He was already up to his waist in the freezing liquid. His shirt was soaked through, causing Heero's teeth to chatter. The water was so damn cold. But it would all end soon. He was up to his chest. It was getting hard to breath, but still he walked on, taking careful steps so he wouldn't slip and drown too close to the shore. The water had reached his neck. That's it, just a little more. Then nature would provide the rest. He could taste the salt on his lips. Almost there. Heero closed his eyes. One more step and he would be completely submerged.
/Thud/ Something hard had rammed into Heero's forehead. He paused and floated backwards to see what the object was. A shiny aquamarine bottle was bobbing softly up and down right in front of his nose. It had a thin neck and rounded out smoothly to a circular bottom. It looked very fancy and expensive. Heero lifted his numb arm to grasp to bottle by the neck. He shook it. There was something jiggling inside. Overcome with curiosity, he popped the glass cap off. A hissing noise escaped from the bottle. A silver vapor followed the sound. It rose in the air, and stilled above Heero's head. The color glittered against the black of the night.
Heero's eyes widened. His body temperature was temporarily forgotten. The gaseous state was slowly forming into a shape. A shape of a body. This couldn't be happening. But it was! The body was appearing right in front of Heero's eyes. Slowly but surely a woman's body solidified, complete with a scanty, cute, silver gypsy costume. The face emerged, and the lady's eyes opened. They were aquamarine, matching the bottle. Her soft coral lips opened and she smiled. Her whole physique was shining with a light pink glow.
She laughed, her voice musical. "Hey, you look a bit under the weather. Let's get you onto the land and warmed up."
Heero blinked. He found himself sitting back on the beach, covered with a heavy blanket. The ocean still flowed, but he wasn't in it. What the hell had just happened? He was sure that he was in the water. His clothes were still wet. Heero sneezed. He hadn't realized that he was this cold. Heero tugged the blanket closer to his shivering form.
The strange woman walked up to him, her eyes twinkling. "A little better?" Heero nodded.
His teeth chattered as he tried to speak. "Wh-who are you? What-t-t are y-you?"
She simply shook her head. "There will be time for question later. Now you must rest."
Heero was confused. The only logical explanation he could reach was that his savior was a genie. But genies were a myth, a legend. Anyhow, Heero was too tired to care. He opened his eyes more to get a better look at his supposed genie. Did this mean he had three wishes? He would have to ask her later. He sat up, looking at her in a full view.
The first thing Heero noticed was that she was beautiful. Gorgeous, to say the least. Long blonde hair streamed out from her high ponytail, curling at the end. She was wearing a silk bikini, barely covering her midriff. A few thin scarves wrapped along her thin waist, hanging limply down her sides. She was sporting a ridiculous pair of balloon pants, though it seemed to match her outfit. She was covered in an assortment of jewelry, including shiny rings and tight necklaces. On her feet was a pair of classic genie shoes, with even the curled toes. She seemed to be floating one inch off the ground. But levitation was impossible. Heero gulped. Magic or no magic, she was stunning.
The lady was still watching him, with a soft look on her face. Heero suddenly felt a lot warmer. The only skin that was still cold was his face, vulnerable to the cruel wind.
"Hey," she spoke again. "Your lips are so blue." Without any hesitation, she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. Heero blushed crimson. The girl just chuckled.
Heero's head was filled with so many questions, but all he could think of at the moment was how he was so tired. He could barely lift his arm.
"Come on, sleep," the woman continued. "Don't worry about me. Sleep. Your body needs it."
And with that final word, Heero drifted off, strangely feeling more at peace that he had in years.
To be continued.
A/N: That's the first chapter. Tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I uh…own nothing. Well, I must own something! No, no, naw…nothing. Shucks.
A/N: Hey, um…ok sure. My second fic. A/U. HYxRP. Heero finds a genie in a bottle and chaos ensues. The first chapter is sorta depressing, but it gets better! I promise! Yeh, I think that's it. R&R plz!
* = thoughts
/ = italics
_ = bold
~Chapter One~
It was so dark. Dark and cold. The moon's reflection was dimly cast over the still water. The sky was covered with clouds. The stars were not out. Even they would have been chilled by the bitter wind.
Heero Yuy tilted his head up to the night air. He breathed deeply. One thing he would miss was the cool fragrance of the sea. Ah well, no use doting anymore now.
The sharp wind whipped through his clothes and stung his face. The mood was suiting. He felt like shit. Cold, lonely shit. But that just determined his decision more. Heero shifted his foot in the wet sand. Should he take his shoes off? They would help the police find his body. Nah, he thought. Better not risk it.
Taking one last whiff of the air, Heero gingerly stepped into the ice- cold water. The small waves lapped at his ankles. Heero shivered as he waded deeper. This was not the way he pictured how his life would end. But there was no point in going on. His life wasn't so much in shambles as it was empty. There just wasn't any reason in living. He felt as if he was just there to take up space. And Heero always believed that there were plenty of other individuals that deserved his space.
He was already up to his waist in the freezing liquid. His shirt was soaked through, causing Heero's teeth to chatter. The water was so damn cold. But it would all end soon. He was up to his chest. It was getting hard to breath, but still he walked on, taking careful steps so he wouldn't slip and drown too close to the shore. The water had reached his neck. That's it, just a little more. Then nature would provide the rest. He could taste the salt on his lips. Almost there. Heero closed his eyes. One more step and he would be completely submerged.
/Thud/ Something hard had rammed into Heero's forehead. He paused and floated backwards to see what the object was. A shiny aquamarine bottle was bobbing softly up and down right in front of his nose. It had a thin neck and rounded out smoothly to a circular bottom. It looked very fancy and expensive. Heero lifted his numb arm to grasp to bottle by the neck. He shook it. There was something jiggling inside. Overcome with curiosity, he popped the glass cap off. A hissing noise escaped from the bottle. A silver vapor followed the sound. It rose in the air, and stilled above Heero's head. The color glittered against the black of the night.
Heero's eyes widened. His body temperature was temporarily forgotten. The gaseous state was slowly forming into a shape. A shape of a body. This couldn't be happening. But it was! The body was appearing right in front of Heero's eyes. Slowly but surely a woman's body solidified, complete with a scanty, cute, silver gypsy costume. The face emerged, and the lady's eyes opened. They were aquamarine, matching the bottle. Her soft coral lips opened and she smiled. Her whole physique was shining with a light pink glow.
She laughed, her voice musical. "Hey, you look a bit under the weather. Let's get you onto the land and warmed up."
Heero blinked. He found himself sitting back on the beach, covered with a heavy blanket. The ocean still flowed, but he wasn't in it. What the hell had just happened? He was sure that he was in the water. His clothes were still wet. Heero sneezed. He hadn't realized that he was this cold. Heero tugged the blanket closer to his shivering form.
The strange woman walked up to him, her eyes twinkling. "A little better?" Heero nodded.
His teeth chattered as he tried to speak. "Wh-who are you? What-t-t are y-you?"
She simply shook her head. "There will be time for question later. Now you must rest."
Heero was confused. The only logical explanation he could reach was that his savior was a genie. But genies were a myth, a legend. Anyhow, Heero was too tired to care. He opened his eyes more to get a better look at his supposed genie. Did this mean he had three wishes? He would have to ask her later. He sat up, looking at her in a full view.
The first thing Heero noticed was that she was beautiful. Gorgeous, to say the least. Long blonde hair streamed out from her high ponytail, curling at the end. She was wearing a silk bikini, barely covering her midriff. A few thin scarves wrapped along her thin waist, hanging limply down her sides. She was sporting a ridiculous pair of balloon pants, though it seemed to match her outfit. She was covered in an assortment of jewelry, including shiny rings and tight necklaces. On her feet was a pair of classic genie shoes, with even the curled toes. She seemed to be floating one inch off the ground. But levitation was impossible. Heero gulped. Magic or no magic, she was stunning.
The lady was still watching him, with a soft look on her face. Heero suddenly felt a lot warmer. The only skin that was still cold was his face, vulnerable to the cruel wind.
"Hey," she spoke again. "Your lips are so blue." Without any hesitation, she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. Heero blushed crimson. The girl just chuckled.
Heero's head was filled with so many questions, but all he could think of at the moment was how he was so tired. He could barely lift his arm.
"Come on, sleep," the woman continued. "Don't worry about me. Sleep. Your body needs it."
And with that final word, Heero drifted off, strangely feeling more at peace that he had in years.
To be continued.
A/N: That's the first chapter. Tell me what you think!