Hi everyone I'm sorry it's taken me so long to post this but its the revised version of the revised version of the first chapter of SWBL I have the second chapter done and hopefully posted. I want to thank every one who reviewed and again sorry it took so long but I finally have the ball rolling. So I hope you enjoy!
Moongirl
She Will Be Loved
Chapter 1: Innocence
3-22-05
By Moongirl
Tears fell from the heavens as a lone figure made its way threw the empty Juban streets. The cold wind wiped against the boys pale cheeks. The flicker of the street lights guiding him home.
The gray world around him seemed cold and unwelcoming. The vacant streets of a ghost town, it seemed no matter where you were rain still had the same effect on people. His prolonged stay at the office had put him in a fowl mood the never ending stream of paper work from his resent mission hadn't helped. His four comrades had left hours before telling him that he should finish up the next day and head home.
However paper work was not something that should be left unattended.
Even at a time of peace any slip-ups could mean the beginning of another war. Every mission had to be completed quickly and silently. No civilian casualties, no leaks to the press, no room for mistakes. All paper work would be attended to and handed of to a trusted government official before any breaks could be taken.
This was how Heero was raised, and this was how Heero operated.
Heero's cold Prussian blue eyes scanned the area. He'd seen it many times before. Since the battle between the earth and the colonies had ended, that was four years ago. He had been living in this calm Japan suburb since he was just fifteen. Never in his life had Heero been any where that long, this small town in the heart of rural Japan had become his home.
Heero could see the small apartment building up ahead. Rounding the corner Heero gaze landed on the figure of a girl. She was petite in size but she looked to be the same age as he.
She shook slightly, as the wind blew unmercifully. Her long honeysuckle colored hair was plastered to her quaking form. Her forest green sweater and light blue t-shirt did not help to warm the girl, and the short lavender skirt did no good but give Heero a look at her legs doted with cuts and bruises of all kinds. Her feet were bare, and they also were adorned with the scratches and scrapes. The soles of her feet were bleeding causing a pool of blood to surround the pavement below her, but it was quickly washed away by the rain, leaving no trace of it ever having been there at all.
Her face was a pale ivory.
Her heart shape of her face was perfect, except for the large blemish that covered all of her right cheek. The gash went from her forehead to her chin. Dried blood was splattered across the side of her face making the injury look worse than it actually was.
She stumbled towards him. She stood before him their faces inches apart. She brought her cerulean blue eyes to meet his cold Prussian ones.
A strange feeling took over him a feeling he had never felt before. As he starred in to her light blue eyes he saw the reflection of his soul. In her eyes was the same sadness and pain.
There was something different about her though something that they did not share. She was pure; untainted. She looked like a child lost and forsaken
He knew that feeling the feeling that no one cared. The feeling that you were being punished for something horribly wrong that you did but no one will tell you what it is that you did wrong. They just look at you in contempt until you feel so empty and alone that you find yourself looking for reasons to hate the person you are just to understand why everyone else despises you so. You search your mind for what you did wrong to deserve this kind of pain.
It was then Heero decided that he would wash that feeling from this unknown girl's heart forever He would save her from this horror that the fates had condemned her to.
He would help her find something to live for. It was then that Heero swore.
She would be loved.