Hi, everyone!

Well, here it is the fanfic I promised! I'm sorry if it took me a few days, school was killing me and two days ago I got sick, I haven't go to school (thanks to God becuase I am not ready for the rest of my exams). Anyways, I hope you like this fic, I consider it my masterpiece. I used the song You're beautiful by James Blunt to write this. At first I wanted to put the lyrics on the fic but the story has a will of its own and, well, here it is now. (It's not that much related to the song and yet I think it's good).

Enjoy!

The First Time

It was a grey day outside of Providence. The people were running in every direction, some of them were carrying heavy stuff and others were trying to form a group to start a tour for the newbies that were coming today. Since Providence was, yet, a new organization, it was quite a caos every time new equipment arrived.

But Six didn't mind, he had plenty of time to analyze his current situation thanks to that.

He was looking at the disorder from the narrow second floor hallway that connected the two ends of the base. It was quite an advantageous position and, the best, he wouldn't be bothered by anyone in there. He was leaning on the railing, arms crossed as his gaze was focused on his partner down there. He looked insanely mad for the fact that, after three months of search of a half-mutated girl she was going to be locked down in special cage because her sister, according to what his partner had told him, made a deal with Providence to work with them in exchange of her sister's safety. And since his partner was crazy for killing those mutants, the idea of keeping them one, alive, sounded like a grenade exploiting in the battlefield.

But that wasn't of his concern; unlike his partner, White, he wasn't a mutant hunter.

He wasn't like them at all, actually. His life was, technically, perfect before the nanite event. He had his teammates in where, even when they used to quarrel a lot, they shared one thing in common: they were deadly people and all of them trained by the same person, One.

For Six, One was more than a mentor, a father. He had picked him up from the streets when he was twelve, and ever since then he had trained him to be one of the six most deadly persons in the world. One always expected from him to be his successor, but after finding the rest of the team, One discovered Six's weak point. His eyes.

He had expressive eyes, just like the rest of the world. The problem was that Six was an open book if you stared at him long enough. One, to help Six, gave him a pair of glasses, dark green glasses, and those glasses became his weakness; his enemies just needed one lucky punch right to his face and the glasses would break and reveal Six's true feelings, which, in a battle, must be avoided at any cost.

One took care of him like no one did, and Six could see, with pleasure, that One treated him in a different way than the rest. It was like a special bow tied them together, a bow that nothing would break apart.

The day that everything changed, it was called, the day of the nanite event; it hadn't been different from many others, aside for the event itself. For four months things worked just fine for everyone, but Six noted that One was acting different. Every time the mission was related to these new creatures – these mutants – One refused to let them do the job. Six, worried at his mentor's strange behavior, decided to find out the truth and, thanks to his skills, he succeeded.

His mentor, his father, the man who took him from the street and saved his life from being a total waste was slowly turning into a mutant. The symptoms had slowly started to arise, his skin was redder, his facial expression looked disturbed and his eyes had a small tint of yellow.

Once the rest of the team learned the truth, they tried to help him. But since there was no known cure until the moment, they started to lose hope.

Six didn't.

He promised to One that he would find a cure for him, he promised him that he would bring him back at any cost. And, determined to fulfill his promise, Six disappeared from the mercenaries' world for a month.

And now, he was in Providence.

It was some kind of organization created to find a cure to this nanite disaster and destroy this mutant menace. Six didn't like the idea of joining to some kind of police force but, for One, he would do anything. And after he showed to be suitable for the job, he was hired as a special force of Providence.

It had been a month already since the day he joined, and six months since the nanite event occurred, and the cure was nowhere to be seen yet.

But Six hadn't lost hope. He had joined to Providence with the only purpose of find a cure, and even if Providence itself couldn't develop it, he knew that he would learn of it in there. He was in an advantageous position by working with them, he admitted to himself.

Six watched his partner leave, furious as he had tried to convince the head of the operation to give a second thought on the idea of let a mutant live. He had met White a year ago, he was a mercenary too but, of course, he was far from being a deadly person as he was.

Yet, White was a good ally for Six. It fact, it had been White who talked to him about Providence, and, once Six decided to join, White decided to go with him too. Though he had no idea of what reasons could move White to join to Providence, finding a cure was totally out of his list. White enjoyed killing those monsters, as he called them, but Six could barely survive everyday at the memory of his mentor every time he had to kill one of them.

That's why he loved days like those.

Since the base was still under construction and every week more and more recruits joined to Providence's cause, those were the type of day in where everyone would run busy all over the place, making the arrangements and giving a tour to the newbies; he, since he was a special reinforcement of Providence, was free from that duty and from many other duties that the rookies were now having troubles with.

He watched his partner leave the crowded lobby, anger all over his face, when his gaze spotted something... unusual.

It was a woman.

Six couldn't avoid but feel captivated by her beauty as he looked at her from bottom to top. She was wearing blue jeans and a sleeveless red shirt. Her clothes, that highlighted her figure, revealed the curve of her hips. She was tall, slender, but although she looked like a fragile flower, Six soon discovered that she had a strong will.

She was looking through the crowd, searching for someone. As soon as she spotted her target Six observed how she walked through the crowd and reached Dr. Fell. He was an unpleasant person, as he was obsessed with atomize every mutant he could find, but what occurred next was very pleasant for Six.

As soon as she grabbed Dr. Fell by his shoulder, the man turned around. Six saw, with a smile on his face, how the woman punched him right in the nose as soon as he turned around to face her. All the noise and the movement stopped as two soldiers grabbed the woman by her arms and stopped her from kicking the doctor.

"Where is my sister you bastard!" heard Six. She had to be the sister of the girl that would be locked away, he thought.

Dr. Fell didn't say a word to the woman but he gave an order to the two troopers that were restraining her from kicking him. The doctor disappeared between the crowd and the soldiers grabbed firmly to the woman by her arms, but before they could drag her to the closest room she released herself with a sudden maneuver.

"I can find my way by my own!" she yelled to the troopers before turn around and leave.

Six had just one second to look at her eyes; her so determined and sparkling green eyes.

He had seen many women coming into Providence, most of them with the idea of saving their families, protecting the weak and such. But he had never seen a woman like her joining Providence. She was, by far, the most beautiful woman that had walked into the facilities.

He followed her with his gaze as his mind was already daydreaming about her black long hair waving at the air. He considered himself quite a wooer with the ladies, but that was in the past. It had been before joining Providence, before the nanite event, it had been when he lived not caring a thing about the world and enjoying his life. Ever since he promised himself that he would find the cure he had not think about ladies or having fun (to his own style) not even for a minute.

Until now.

He couldn't avoid it! He hadn't expected to see such a beauty walking through some sort of military base. He watched her lay on a wall and look at everyone passing in front of her. She didn't belong to that place that was for sure.

Even when she looked lost and, for what he could tell, in the same situation as him, he decided to not involve with anyone during his time in Providence. After all, he had come to there with one purpose and that was finding a cure. She was beautiful, he had to admit, but One had taught him how to be professional if the situation required it and, from Six's point of view, it was necessary this time.

He gave a last look at her just to realize that now she was looking into his direction.

His skin tensed but it was just for a second as his mind told him that there was no way she could tell if he was looking at her or not, thanks to the glasses. He looked her from the bottom to the top once more, just to keep a memory of her. He didn't expect to see her again, even when it seemed like they would work in the same building. All Providence soldiers used a mask so he would easily forget her.

She turned around, at last, and went back to focus her gaze on the soldiers passing in front of her.

"She's hot" thought Six.

Bad habits die hard, huh? He had been trying to avoid that thought at any cost, but he had to admit that staring at her wasn't the best of his strategies to accomplish his goal; anyways, it didn't matter. Thinking about her made him feel, somehow, more human. Maybe she could become his escape route every time he felt depressed, if her eyes made him forget about his current worries, her memory could perfectly make his life lighter.

But he had to be careful.

One thing was to use her to keep himself steady, and the other was feel so comfortable with her memory to the point of make a mistake. He couldn't, he shouldn't, by any circumstance, get close to her. He had to keep himself professional; his mentor was his highest priority now.

He finally stood up, as the strength to move finally came to his limbs.

He wouldn't fall for her, he hadn't fall for any woman, ever. He would just use her memory whenever he felt overwhelmed by his worries, nothing else. Though he doubted he would remember her for the end of the year, it would help him for the time being.

Six stared at the woman a last time (again), and observed how a soldier was now talking to her. She didn't say a word and followed him and Six watched, half relieved, as she disappeared from his sight.

He decided to leave too.

He started to walk away with a rarely seen smile on his face as he was still thinking of the beauty he had just seen today. Although he felt relieved with her memory, his mind did the best to console him by telling him that he would easily forget her and that no danger would receive if he wanted to think about her every once in a while.

Big mistake.

Six smiled for the rest of the day, but it wasn't like White noted it. His partner ranted for a month, almost, about the mutant girl, and whenever he mentioned the subject Six remembered her. After that, he found out that the green-eyed beauty wasn't there as a soldier but as a doctor; she was Dr. Fell's assistant, in fact. And so on, three years passed, and even when he liked to go to the medical section to see her (even if it was for a few seconds), even when he learned about her name and her habit to go and see her sister everyday, his mind made sure of tell him that he wasn't in love of her, and yet, her memory never left his mind and heart.

But he knew that nothing else would happen. He wouldn't ever talk to her, he wouldn't ever be noted by her, and he wouldn't ever have the chance to be with her. And even when this thought comforted his mind, it caused a cold in his heart.

But it was time to face the truth; he would never be with her.

-o-

The day that Six saw Rebecca, when a later-called EVO was being disintegrated, hearing her talking about another method to end the war, made Six's heart beat of happiness as the longing desire of a cure could be discussed at last. That same day he introduced himself to Dr. Holiday, barely breathing as he had the chance to talk to her for the first time, and she told him about the possibility to find a cure. He hadn't expected to fulfill both wishes in the same day. He had never lost hope and finally, his so long wait was over. That day he had found it. It was a boy called Rex. Six was determined to keep the boy alive and, with the promise of help him to find his family; he decided to stay in Providence a little longer. He had to train the kid, help him, a promise was a promise and he wouldn't fail. But what really was kicking in his mind was those green eyes that for three years he had been thinking of. He would work with her, together; and Six thought only in that moment that maybe he had fallen in love of Rebecca Holiday.

The End

So, what do you think? I liked it. I know that there is few people still reading or writting Holix fanfics -sigh- But I won't give up, I already have two ideas that I want to work on as soon as these stupids exams finish! Meanwhile I will write them in my fanfic notebook of Gen Rex (I bought it on a shop, a friend found it for me!). Hope you have liked it, reviews are always welcome!

I apologize if some of the long paraghraps didn't make much sense, according to my spell checkers it was okay.

See ya~!