GUNDAM WING
Tickets to Where You can Belong
NOTE: I don't own Gundam or any of its characters. This is my first fic I have put up/submitted and I hope you enjoy. It may be confusing but I hope it's understandable. I am begging for comments, please please please. Flames if you want! Anything. Please review in other words. Over everything and anything the most I want you to do is to ENJOY!!! SPECIAL NOTE: Apologies to 'Lydia M' and others who may have read this fic. I had to take it down because I had a double up in chapters and I had no idea how to use and upload chapters and so I put this fic up ALL over again! SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!
Gundam Wing Tickets To Where You Can Belong
By CeleseDevil
CHAPTER ONE-First Arrival After the Last Turn Up Heero's Story
"Look," it was the braided baka who spoke in that eccentric voice, but it was warm and soft somehow, joyful and happy but calm and quiet though it seemed as though he yelled. "Heero, look."
He was waving a few bits of paper around in front of my face with a peaceful expression, a relieved sort of face.
"Look, I found somewhere.Somewhere for us to go.Somewhere we can belong.Somewhere, somewhere we can be. We can exist here. Look Heero, I have tickets, tickets to where we can belong."
Tickets? Tickets to somewhere we can belong?
"We can find the others too, I have enough. I got lots of these.only five though. But that's all we actually need. No one else in the world needs them. It's only us, we have nowhere to belong. Not now. No one who wants us.anymore. They did and now they dump us," now he seemed to speak in a bitter, harsh tone. "Once we are useless, once we are un-needed we are dumped. We were needed, wanted, useful once upon a time. We were sparkling, dull treasures that looked like balls of bright flames to them, we were treasures they couldn't afford to lose. Once upon a time long ago, that's all. We were soldiers, valuable ones at that. But after this whole thing is over.we can't be. Heero, you have to follow me. Look at you now. Where are you? On the streets, nowhere to belong, no one to go back to. It's the same for all of us. Come on, lets go. Come with me. We'll find the others, it'll turn out. We can find them and we can all go. Together! In a group. In a real group. Together. I have tickets. Enough for all of us. I have tickets.to somewhere we can belong.Come on Heero.please?"
I reached my hand out to grab one of the tickets he talked of and held.but then he was running.
"Come on! Come with me! We'll find the others! Together! Come on!" Further and further he ran. "Follow me! This way! I know where they are! Come with me! Heero!!"
I couldn't. I couldn't follow him, however hard I ran he ran from me. Why? Why do you run from me? You want me to go with you but yet you escape. I try to grab at the streaming braid, I touch it with the tip of my finger and it slips away, to somewhere. Into white. Or is it black? I can tell no longer.
NOTE: I don't own Gundam or any of its characters. This is my first fic I have put up/submitted and I hope you enjoy. It may be confusing but I hope it's understandable. I am begging for comments, please please please. Flames if you want! Anything. Please review in other words. Over everything and anything the most I want you to do is to ENJOY!!! SPECIAL NOTE: Apologies to 'Lydia M' and others who may have read this fic. I had to take it down because I had a double up in chapters and I had no idea how to use and upload chapters and so I put this fic up ALL over again! SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!
Gundam Wing Tickets To Where You Can Belong
By CeleseDevil
CHAPTER ONE-First Arrival After the Last Turn Up Heero's Story
"Look," it was the braided baka who spoke in that eccentric voice, but it was warm and soft somehow, joyful and happy but calm and quiet though it seemed as though he yelled. "Heero, look."
He was waving a few bits of paper around in front of my face with a peaceful expression, a relieved sort of face.
"Look, I found somewhere.Somewhere for us to go.Somewhere we can belong.Somewhere, somewhere we can be. We can exist here. Look Heero, I have tickets, tickets to where we can belong."
Tickets? Tickets to somewhere we can belong?
"We can find the others too, I have enough. I got lots of these.only five though. But that's all we actually need. No one else in the world needs them. It's only us, we have nowhere to belong. Not now. No one who wants us.anymore. They did and now they dump us," now he seemed to speak in a bitter, harsh tone. "Once we are useless, once we are un-needed we are dumped. We were needed, wanted, useful once upon a time. We were sparkling, dull treasures that looked like balls of bright flames to them, we were treasures they couldn't afford to lose. Once upon a time long ago, that's all. We were soldiers, valuable ones at that. But after this whole thing is over.we can't be. Heero, you have to follow me. Look at you now. Where are you? On the streets, nowhere to belong, no one to go back to. It's the same for all of us. Come on, lets go. Come with me. We'll find the others, it'll turn out. We can find them and we can all go. Together! In a group. In a real group. Together. I have tickets. Enough for all of us. I have tickets.to somewhere we can belong.Come on Heero.please?"
I reached my hand out to grab one of the tickets he talked of and held.but then he was running.
"Come on! Come with me! We'll find the others! Together! Come on!" Further and further he ran. "Follow me! This way! I know where they are! Come with me! Heero!!"
I couldn't. I couldn't follow him, however hard I ran he ran from me. Why? Why do you run from me? You want me to go with you but yet you escape. I try to grab at the streaming braid, I touch it with the tip of my finger and it slips away, to somewhere. Into white. Or is it black? I can tell no longer.
