Iridescent
By: Liquid Ice

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon and Gundam Wing unfortunately never belonged to me. >_

Author's Notes: I need to start organizing my mind ^^;; I'm such a mess. Warning: EXTREME fluffiness. It will make you cringe. Originally called 'Quarter Past Noon'.

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"Here. Catch."

His hands automatically flicked up and deftly caught the soft material thrown at him.

It was a jacket painted with a rather odd shade of green. He stared at it and then looked up to the owner of the voice.

She shrugged. "You looked like you needed a jacket. So I brought you one. I stole it from my - ah - boyfriend. It doesn't really suit him so he won't be needing it for quite sometime." Sitting beside him on the bench park, she sighed and lifted her head up to the sky.

He blinked, shoving down questions in his mind that threatened to echo out of his mouth. Questions that needed serious revision in order to avoid comprimising consequences. 'Why question? Why not? Why do I have to?' You don't need to question, let her talk to you. His eyes trailed down at the green jacket feeling the soft and smooth fabric underneath his callous fingers. She then started giggling.

"I'm sorry," she supplied, "I lied. Ex actually. Ex-boyfriend. He broke up with me a few weeks ago."

He blinked again, uncomfortable and unsure of what to do with such a personal information. But the question escaped out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

"Why?"

"It's beautiful isn't it?" she said softly, eyes glazed. Hiiro looked at the direction she was staring at and nodded curtly.

It was breathtaking.

He found the area a few days back and since then it had been a sort of sanctuary for him. It was practically his haven and no matter the weather, rain or shine, he was always here, in the park. The area was surrounded with cherry trees, all full bloomed and scathing petals as the wind whipped around, the petals slowly falling to the ground.

And always, always just in time to see the sun set. And somehow, even if there were clouds, he could practically see the bright colours painted in the sky while the sun dips down the horizon.

"You do go to University right?" she suddenly asked, tilting her head to look at him, "I mean, you look about my age. But I seemed to never see you around."

Hiiro shook his head, "I work for a company."

"Really? What do you do?"

"Software developer."

She furrowed her brows in thought, seemingly trying to recall something. "Software developer...heh I don't know what that is! Mind explaining it to me?" It was overwhelming, those blue eyes of hers.

"Computers," Hiiro began.

"Ohhh!! Stop. Of course! I remember Ami telling me something about computers and software and developers," she beamed at him, enunciating each word with perfected degree albeit slowly, "you must be really smart! Then you could help me with my studies! See I'm not really much of a student. I barely made it to University but I brought up all my marks just in time. With the help of my best friends of course."

Hiiro's lips quirked into a smirk, amused with her illiterate disposition of computers. She was...cute and funny but it was odd of him to noticed that she was holding back some of her enthusiasm. She looked like she was about to explode but nonetheless contained it as best as she can.

"So will you?" she continued, then paused. She started chuckling, "We haven't introduced ourselves have we? Tsukino. Tsukino Usagi." Jumping up and bowing at him respectfully, she then lifted her hand out.

"Yui Hiiro," he replied, enveloping her small hands in his.

"Yui Hiiro..." Her features subdued wistfully, her lips playing his name softly. "I'm very pleased to meet you Hiiro-san."

Usagi suddenly looked up, startled by something. A wry grin appeared on her features and her eyes glittered with excitement.

"It's snowing," she breathed, obviously enthralled as a drifting crystal flake landed on the tip of her nose. Her nose wrinkled in response.

She promptly let go of Hiiro's hands and twirled about. More snowflakes accumulated down the ground.

"Can I ask you something Hiiro-san?" Usagi stopped twirling and turned around to look at him with curiousity. Hiiro nodded, hands hidden in his pockets, his shoulders eased in relaxation.

"Who were you waiting for?"

Seemingly, his sensations had strangely tumbled, getting caught off balance as he never expected this question to come out of her pretty mouth.

"You know," she said softly, staring at him oddly "this is my favourite spot out of all of Tokyo. I always go here to think and it makes me feel at peace. I saw you here a couple of days ago and everyday, everytime I come, you were always here. You looked like you were waiting for someone...who?"

Was he waiting for someone?

Hiiro Yui shook his head.

"No, no one. I'm waiting for no one."

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*blank* It's honestly done. It's a short chapter one drabble and I'm all soft and mush now. There are two more chapters left to this, three chaptered ficcy. I actually have another one, a funny one with Wufei as one of the characters. My evil brain is cackling as we speak, so I leave you readers to what happens next although I perfectly know what happens next. How the hell Usagi came about and why Usagi thinks Hiiro needs that darn jacket? I would like to dedicate this to Gackt, Callie and Angel, lol, for being able to tolerate my presence in their review board and for inspiring me to write this awfully fluffly Christmas fic.