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Author's Notes: This story has been revised and some details have been changed to help stop my gag reflex from occurring every time I read a single sentence.

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Lost Love

Chapter 1 : A Friendship Formed

A small figure slowly walked... no limped into the dark room. Back hunched, features bleak. Trying hard to show no emotion... trying hard to not feel the pain. He fell back on the bed and looked up to see the shining moon at the open window, his features finally discernable under the moonlight.

A small boy with dark brown hair and prussian blue colored eyes was seen. A boy that was a mere six years old. But there was something different about this boy that set him apart from others.

Maybe it was the cuts and bruises that were seen all over his small body. Or maybe it was the dark and dangerous aura that seemed to radiate from the small boy's being. Or maybe it was the dark, haunted look that was seen in his features. The look of complete loneliness... agony.... and pain. Emotions that should never be seen on one so young.

Why? It hurts so much.... why do they have to hurt me so much? Unshed tears were seen in those dark prussian blue eyes, but they weren't allowed to fall. He was taught to not show emotions... that crying was for the weak, not for the Perfect Soldier that he was to become. I'm a big boy... big boys don't cry.... Even with that mantra, tears were slowly making its way down his face. He was unable to stop them, they just kept on falling...

"Please don't cry..."

His head immediately snapped up, startled. "Who's there? Show yourself!" He immediately started to wipe away the tears, afraid that he would be punished if he was caught crying.

A small girl, maybe a year younger than him, came out of the shadows. Golden hair put up into two small buns and bright sapphire eyes was seen looking at him with curiosity and sadness. "Please, don't cry. If you cry, you'll make me cry." She said softly, her lips quivering, as if to prove her point.

He looked at her curiously, surprised to see someone as young as him. "What are you doing here?"

"I was running from Setsuna-san." She whispered quietly, looking around as if someone would come out of nowhere and take her away.

He looked at her oddly. "Why were you running from her? And how did you end up here?" He asked softly, feeling strangely at ease with the girl immediately.

She looked at him and he blinked, surprised when she started to complain. "She wanted me to train. I didn't want to train today. I wanted to have fun, but she wouldn't let me, so I ran and came in here." She looked up at him curiously and asked. "Why are you here?"

"This is my room." He replied simply.

"Oh."

He was getting up from the bed, when he suddenly winced in pain. "Kuso."

She looked at him once more and finally noticed his wounds. She gasped in surprise and immediately went to his side. "What happened to you? Why do you have all those *ouchies*?" She asked innocently.

"I was training."

"You train like me? But I don't get hurt that much." She replied softly, afraid to go near him, in fear of hurting him. "I can heal you." She said suddenly.

He looked at her quizzically and was surprised when she gently pushed him down on the bed and started to glow a silver, golden color. Her hands were placed over his body and he was surprised when the pain was receding. He closed his eyes, as a peaceful feeling washed over him. Then it stopped and his eyes snapped open to see the small girl smiling softly at him while taking big gasps of air.

"What happened?" He asked suddenly. "What did you do?"

She looked up at him, her eyes twinkling. "I healed your *ouchies*."

He looked at her, still confused. "But why?"

"Because you were hurt. I don't like seeing people I like hurt." She replied, as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

He started sputtering, not knowing how to reply to that. No one had ever cared about him... so why should she? "You like me?" He asked uncertainly, almost afraid of the answer.

She nodded her head quickly, and started giggling. "Of course I like you." Then she scrunched up her face, in deep thought, then started giggling once more. "I'm so silly. I didn't tell you my name and I don't even knew yours." Then she looked at him once more and said. "My name's Usagi. What's yours?"

He looked at her confused. No one had ever acted this way with him. "Um... Heero." He replied uncertainly.

She looked at him, her face beaming with joy. "Well, Heero... do you wanna be my friend?" She cried out excitedly, then she looked down at her hands and added softly, playing with her fingers. "I don't have many friends."

He looked at her and smiled. A smile that he hadn't been allowed to use, but with her it had come so easily. "Yes, I'd like that."

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