Note: Hi all! Wow… last night I tried to write and almost cried I had such a
difficult time- writer's block is just awful, ya' know? But now it's 4:02 in
the morning… it's amazing what insomnia does to writers. Here we go again!!!
Oh, before I continue I just wanted to apologize to everyone- my last fic
sucked. Really, it did (it was "Just You, My Love" in case you didn't know). I
got pretty good replies and all, but I agreed that having Duo and Wufei
together for a second, and then immmedately having Duo and Heero just didn't
work. It did in my head, but it just didn't come out on paper right. Early
startings of the short-lived block, I think--- not to mention that I just ran
out of steam at the end there. Well, writer's block or no, right now my fluff
is just dead. But wait… I haven't done a dark, morbid, angysty, controversial
fic in a while, have I? "Gasp" No, in fact, my last one was "Doom's
Violation". *Laughs evily* This'll be
fun!!! This fan-fic is actually a Prologue- so I'll continue the story if I get
good replies here. Now the inspiration for this is "It's a Wonderful Life" (a
great old classic- rent it if you haven't seen it), lots of "Sandman"
comicsabout Death (ooooh, those are fun too- in a more morbid way), and lack of
sleep. Yawn… um, yeah. Oh, I don't own Gundam Wing, and the song lyrics are by
Papa Roach. This song fots perfectly into the story, so just read it as if it
were part of Duo's thoughts instead of separate.
Eternally and Always, Tsuki
But It's Just One Life- Prologue
By Tsuki-Moon
You'd better put that down…
You'd better put that down…
Over and over the words played, as if stuck on in an
endless CD track.
I took another swig of my beer, ignoring the endless
whispers. Hell, I figured that if I was drunk enough to hear voices, I may as
well keep going. If I kept going long enough, maybe I'd be dead. That might be
a change… well, no, maybe not.
All I need is a bottle, and
I don't need no friends, now.
I was dead every night. Why would I expect real
death to be a whole lot different than the hell I was living in now? One look
at those cold blue eyes, and I know I'm in hell. After all, hell is a place
where you can love all you want, but it touches nothing, and death and pain is
a constant. Yeah, this is hell.
Wallow in my pain- I swallow as I pretend
To act like I'm happy, when
I drink to no end.
I smiled as wide as I could as I turned to the
battender. "Another beer, pwease?" I asked. He frowned and nodded.
"You know, if you keep going, I'm going to have to
cut you off soon."
"Wha---? How come?"
"You're joking, right?" Well, no, I wasn't. I mean,
who was he to care if my way of suicide was drinking myslf to death?
I'm losing all my friends…
I'm losing in the end.
Heero…
I felt old floors of the bar creak a bit as a woman
walked in and sat down on the stool next to me. It took me a little bit to
notice that she was staring straight at me.
I looked over at her and felt like I had obviously had WAY too many drinks. She
couldn't really look like that! First
of all, she was gorgeous- slim, but with just the right curves. Her hair was
layered and uneven, as if she had chopped at it herself, and had done an okay
job, but hadn't taken the time to fix it. Her eyes were so dark they were
almost black… in fact, I think they were black. Well, either way, I couldn't
tell any difference between her iris and her pupil. Really thick, black eyeliner rimmed her eyes as well and- along
with her black lipstick- hinted that she was "gothic". Hmmm… you know what?
That's a really weird word. Fun to say, though. Gothic. Yeah, I like that. Fun
word.
Oh! But her clothes were the part that caused me to
start. She was wearing a skin-tight, black body suit and silver chain belt,
which was prety much shameless but not unusual, and she had a pairof wings! I
shook my head to clear it and did a double take. Yes, on her back were two,
rather large wings- just like a dragon, or a devil… or Shingami.
I
shook my head. What a stupid thought. But then, the woman- or more, the girl-
chuckled and opened her mouth to say something to me.
She said- "Behave, little boy--- you'd better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground. It's you're turn to learn to fight. You'd better sit back down, 'till you hold your ground."
I frowned at the song-like lines. And who was she to
call me 'little boy'? She looked younger than I was, and I was not even of
legal age to drink! Oh, um… fake ID's are conveniant, huh?
I looked over to where she was sitting and frowned.
She was gone…
S S S S S
When I'm sober life bores me
(he bores me…) so I get drunk again.
"Hiya! I'm home!" I called. Heero didn't look up from his computer. I scowled and walked over to the fridge. "You know, weirdest think happened to me…"
"Duo."
"Eh?"
"Shut up. I'm working." I scowled and grabbed another beer from the fridge. Heero's head snapped up immediately. "Duo… have you already drunk at all?"
Ah, I'm good at holding my alchohol. "Nope." I answered with a smile. What a damned lie…
I sat down on my bed, which was only seven feet away
from Heero's, but sometimes it felt lke miles. Hell, sometimes when I was
standing right next to him, he seemed so far away that I could cry. He tells me
that we're friends, but I don't think I believe him. I think I'm an annoyance.
He's said as much at times, too.
I'm losing all my friends… I'm losing in the end
I swallowed the rest of the bottle and considered
going back for another, but my vision was so blurred by now that almost
everything was fuzzy, so I just lay down on my bead, and wished to die. The war
was over… there was no point to it all…
I heard a chime ring, like a bell, and I looked up.
That girl that I had seen at the bar--- she was sitting on my wondowsill. I
blinked twice and looked at Heero. Didn't he notice? The girl shook her head
and put her one finger to her lips.
She said- "Behave, little, boy--- you'd better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground. It's you're turn to learn to fight. You'd better sit back down, 'till you hold your ground."
You'd better sit back down…
I
shook my head. I must be crazy. This was not happening. I looked back up, and
she was gone again, but the voice still continued.
You'd better put that down… Put the bottle down…
"Behave, little, boy--- you'd better sit back down, 'til you hold your ground. It's you're turn to learn to fight. You'd better sit back down, 'till you hold your ground."
I noticed that I was
still holding the beer bottle. I winced and put it down. I rubbed my eyes---
there she was again. Now she was siting on Heero's bed, smiling at me the way a
child would. She nodded slowly, then stood up and walked over to me. I felt the
air chill as she walked those seven feet. She bent down and kissed me on the
cheek. I gasped and closed my eyes- that kiss sent a shiver through my entire
body. It was as if the winds themselves had kissed me. I looked up. She was
still there. She smiled again- a warm, knowing smile. She shook her head again
and whispered in my ear, "Sleep tight."
I closed my eyes, and could immediately feel sleep
coming…
I wish things would
change, wish they'd rearrange…
I wish things would change,
wish they'd rearrange…
I thought I head Heero stop typing for a moment,
perhaps coming to see why the window was open or something, but then he started
typing again. I frowned and curled up on my bed, drifting in and out slowly.
Only one thought was in my head when I finally found sleep, though-
I must be crazy…
To be continued…
Note: So, what did ya' think? "Yawn". I have a whole, complex story planned
out, and I'll post- or won't- when I'm done, depending on how this prologue was
taken. Oh, and in your review, please tell who YOU think this girl is- I'm
curious. Do you think she's just some figment of our poor Duo's imagination? Or
is she the devil come to steal Duo's soul? Is she a spirit? Or is she something
else? Just guess! Okay, great… Good morning, all!