Love Hurts

Note: This story is the sequel to "My Wish" which is the sequel to "Kimi No Tonari." I hope you all enjoy this. ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gundam wing and Sailor Moon characters. I only own the children and the plot and whatever else that does belong to me.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ = separation of scenes

* = separation of dream scenes

Italics = dream

Bold = flash backs

"…." = Talking

'….' = Thinking

On with the Story!

            Heero laid on his large bed facing the ceiling, sleeping. A small smile could be seen on his face as he turned in his dreams…

            "You're Heero Yuy?" A tall brunette spoke as she stared at him. The man nodded. "I'm Makoto Kino. My brother talks a lot about you…"

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"Heero wait." Mako spoke as she panted. She looked up at him to see him gazing down at her questionably. "You don't have protection. We should stop."

Heero kissed her forehead before moving to the corner of her lips, kissing her there. Slowly but Seductfully moved to her ear making the woman beneath him shiver with anticipation. "I'll take care of you." He whispered.

*

            "Heero remember what you said five months ago on the day Duo saw us?"

            "I said I would take care of you if you're pregnant. What does that…?" He stopped when it dawned on him. She was pregnant! To confirm what he was thinking Mako pulled back her shirt so it would be skintight. He could see it perfectly now. She was having his child. He looked at her flabbergasted. He didn't know what to say or to do. Instead of stating the obvious he looked at her. "Who else knows?"

Mako shook her head. "I've been hiding this ever since it started to show Heero. No one else knows." She looked up at him with tears. "You're the only one I've told."

*

            "Mako! Heero! Come here." A man with a long braid yelled. The two brunets turned around and stared at him questionably.

            "What do you want Ani-chan?" Makoto asked as she placed a hand on her swelled belly.

            A blonde and bluette giggled as they watched from the sides. "We want to take a picture of the two of you. So you're baby can see it."

            Makoto smiled at the thought of it and looked up at Heero only to look into his eyes. He smiled at her as he helped her stand up from her setting position on the table.

*

            He frowned as his blissful dreams turned sour, turning into nightmares…

            "Just what are you saying?"

Kioshi sighed. "She had severe internal bleeding, we couldn't do anything."

Heero looked up at him shocked and pained. His body was numb. 'She knew…' He thought as tears gathered little by little in his eyes. 'She's dying.'

            He sharply turned his head to his left as if trying to escape from being fed. A short groan escaped his lips as he slowly curled up in a circle. He didn't want to dream about this. He wanted the good times not the bad. He didn't want to see her die again!

*

            A tear fell from his eyes as he kissed her. "Mako."

"I'm sorry Heero." She cried. "I'm really sorry."

Heero brushed her hair away so he could see her face properly. His tears were now falling freely as he looked at the angel he was about to lose. He lifted her head so she would look at him. "Don't go." His eyes weld up with more tears as he spoke. "Please." He buried his face in her neck as he moved his body so he would be lying next to her. Mako held on to him tightly as she tried not to cry.

"I love you Mako." He whispered

A sob left her lips.

            "I love you." He subconsciously whispered as if he was talking to her. Folding his arms around him, he cringed as he saw the next scene to his dream that was now a nightmare.

*

            Heero stood in front of a newly done grave of the mother of his daughter. The air around him showed nothing but grief and anger. Anger because the person he would die for left him alone. He was angry at fate that had done this to him. Why couldn't he enjoy life? Why did fate do this to him? Was it because of all the murders he had committed? Why?

            His attention towards his thoughts disperse as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning around he stared into wet cobalt eyes. The eyes of her brother. He too was left behind.

            "Heero lets go home." He whispered in a voice that showed nothing but sorrow.

            The Japanese man shook his head. "I want to stay for a moment." He whispered. "Here, take her some…where…somewhere  warm."

            Duo took the baby from his arms and walked away. Never looking back to see the Perfect Soldier crumble to the ground and cry wretchedly. As his cries lessened, he looked up at the grave in front of him and barely touched it with his finger tips. "Koi…you'll be proud." He spoke softly. "But please come back."

*

            Heero's eyes flung open in a hurry as he sat up from his bed. He sighed as he brushed his hair back away from his face. As he felt something hit his hand, he lowered his head to see clear liquid. Reaching to touch his face he was slightly surprised that he felt wetness. He had been crying. Why didn't he noticed it? Quickly he wiped his tears before turning to a night table close by his bed that supported two frames on top of it. He picked up the one that showed Makoto in a beautiful green dress smiling gorgeously. "Koi." He voice escaped from his lips in a soft whisper. 'I miss you.'

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            Standing on a balcony looking at the stars. Serenity brushed back her hair as her eyes narrowed in determination.

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            Author's Note: So how do you like the first chapter? I know its sad but I'll make it up promise. Tell me what you think.