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Sequel to 'Heero After the War,' maybe more of a prequel.. well... Not really. But please r + r anyway. =D
First: Eh, you all know the deal. =D I write, you read, I thank you for reading. Simple as that. =D
Second: Should I continue with this or abandon it?
Third: I'm tired. All the time. =( I wonder why. Oh well. I suppose I'll live. =P Enjoy.
*****
A pair of clicking heels announced the arrival of the nurse. She set down her clipboard and peered over her silver-rimmed glasses at the boy in front of her. He was an odd case. A war veteran.
"How are you feeling today, Mr.Yuy?"
"Fine." He always gave the same response. The nurse raised an eyebrow.
"No problems?"
"None." Heero turned suddenly to his TV set, compelled to turn to the news, oddly enough. He'd never really been a fan of the news.
"You probably won't want to watch that, Mr.Yuy..."
"Why's that?" He growled. He flicked it on and watched patiently as the news anchor went through the daily events.
'...And today,' The anchor began. 'We have several sad news stories. Firstly, beloved by all, peace minister, Relena Peacecraft was found dead today, after a bizarre accident...' Heero tuned out all sound, feeling his heart pounding painfully in his throat and his pulse quickening rapidly. His breaths came out short and shallow, as though he had just broken the surface of a deep pool he had been immersed in for well over a minute.
'No... That can't be possible...' Heero's eyes widened as he tried to reason with the truth. 'She's too strong to die that easily... She's stronger than me.. Stronger than I ever was...'
Heero stood up suddenly; his breath returned to normal. Heero's heart slowed and quietened, as he ripped the ultra-Venus needle from his arm.
"Sir! Please, relax-"
"I'm leaving now." Without another word he ran from the room, down the hall, and towards the exit. An alarm sounded. 'Typical...' Several men ran out to capture him as he neared the door; he took out the first six easily. Suddenly a man grabbed him from behind, and injected something into his shoulder. He cursed aloud and threw the man to one side, still running for the door, but by then the sedatives had taken effect. His vision became blurry almost instantly, and he fell to the floor in a crumpled and useless heap. '...No....!'
'Heero...' A voice called him. Where was he? Surely he hadn't heard...
"...Relena?"
'Yes, Heero... It's me...' The voice was distorted, as though it had been stretched in some way...
"Where are you?"
'Over here...' A girl stepped out of the shadows backwards, her blond hair shimmering in the faint light. She raised in a hand in greeting but would not face him.
'Heero...'
"Are you still alive, Relena? Why didn't you tell me?"
'Heero...' The voice laughed slightly, then turned cold... LOOK WHAT YOU DID YO MY FACE!' She turned around, her skin dripping off her skull, rotting and writhing in her very hands as she held them up to Heero. 'LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" The image faded to black.
Heero sat up straight suddenly, breathing heavily. Something had awakened him from that nightmare, and he welcomed it, whether it be friend or foe.
"Your name is Heero Yuy, isn't it?" He looked at the girl using the periphery of his vision, but said nothing.
"My name is Reika. I'm sorry if I startled you." She bowed slightly, customary as they were in Japan. She was cute in her looks, Heero had to admit. Pig tails. Not original by any means, and yet- they suited her... He shrugged.
"Doesn't matter. I've been asleep too long anyway." Her bangs fell down delicately over her eyes, not at all like the jagged ones Heero wore. She dressed somewhat conservatory too, in long pants, a shirt and a sweater over that. None of those fashionable miniskirts that were on the market right now... Heero shook his head. That sedative must have done something funny to his brain.
"Um... Do you know where you are, Mr.Yuy?"
"Heero will do, and no, I don't." The girl looked suddenly uneasy. Heero turned sharply.
"Well... You... You're... We're in the Psychiatric Ward for the Corrupt."
"You're telling me I'm in a mental institution? Figures. Well I'm not insane anyway." The girl nodded.
"That's why I'm here." Heero closed his eyes, finding an image of Relena on a blue backdrop. She turned suddenly, and her face lit up; he noticed...
'..Heero! I'm so glad you came...' The image faded again. Blue. The colour of sorrow. So this is what one felt when someone close to you died. So he really hadn't understood how the families of those men he'd killed had felt when he offered them a gun and his life... He hadn't known until now. It had taken a death to make him realize? How dense was he?
"So in other words, you're going to get me out of here?" Heero asked glumly.
"Well, I'll try. At the moment I just get to visit you daily. Eventually you'll be able to come outside, and gradually- if you behave... You might just get released... That is... If you want to be."
"Understood." Heero gazed out his window, it was barred.
'Heero...' He blocked the voice out of his mind. 'Heero!' He ignored it again.
"HEERO!" He looked up, immensely confused, trying to figure out where the vioce had come from.
"Reika?" He said weakly. The girl nodded.
"Maybe I should leave... You look a little worn out. I'll see you in one day's time." He nodded and tried to pronounce the word 'goodbye,' but it failed, and didn't come out. He waved instead, numb with the sudden rush of emotion. He was a soldier.
Heartbeat.
Soldiers aren't allowed to have emotions...
"Relena!"
Sequel to 'Heero After the War,' maybe more of a prequel.. well... Not really. But please r + r anyway. =D
First: Eh, you all know the deal. =D I write, you read, I thank you for reading. Simple as that. =D
Second: Should I continue with this or abandon it?
Third: I'm tired. All the time. =( I wonder why. Oh well. I suppose I'll live. =P Enjoy.
*****
A pair of clicking heels announced the arrival of the nurse. She set down her clipboard and peered over her silver-rimmed glasses at the boy in front of her. He was an odd case. A war veteran.
"How are you feeling today, Mr.Yuy?"
"Fine." He always gave the same response. The nurse raised an eyebrow.
"No problems?"
"None." Heero turned suddenly to his TV set, compelled to turn to the news, oddly enough. He'd never really been a fan of the news.
"You probably won't want to watch that, Mr.Yuy..."
"Why's that?" He growled. He flicked it on and watched patiently as the news anchor went through the daily events.
'...And today,' The anchor began. 'We have several sad news stories. Firstly, beloved by all, peace minister, Relena Peacecraft was found dead today, after a bizarre accident...' Heero tuned out all sound, feeling his heart pounding painfully in his throat and his pulse quickening rapidly. His breaths came out short and shallow, as though he had just broken the surface of a deep pool he had been immersed in for well over a minute.
'No... That can't be possible...' Heero's eyes widened as he tried to reason with the truth. 'She's too strong to die that easily... She's stronger than me.. Stronger than I ever was...'
Heero stood up suddenly; his breath returned to normal. Heero's heart slowed and quietened, as he ripped the ultra-Venus needle from his arm.
"Sir! Please, relax-"
"I'm leaving now." Without another word he ran from the room, down the hall, and towards the exit. An alarm sounded. 'Typical...' Several men ran out to capture him as he neared the door; he took out the first six easily. Suddenly a man grabbed him from behind, and injected something into his shoulder. He cursed aloud and threw the man to one side, still running for the door, but by then the sedatives had taken effect. His vision became blurry almost instantly, and he fell to the floor in a crumpled and useless heap. '...No....!'
'Heero...' A voice called him. Where was he? Surely he hadn't heard...
"...Relena?"
'Yes, Heero... It's me...' The voice was distorted, as though it had been stretched in some way...
"Where are you?"
'Over here...' A girl stepped out of the shadows backwards, her blond hair shimmering in the faint light. She raised in a hand in greeting but would not face him.
'Heero...'
"Are you still alive, Relena? Why didn't you tell me?"
'Heero...' The voice laughed slightly, then turned cold... LOOK WHAT YOU DID YO MY FACE!' She turned around, her skin dripping off her skull, rotting and writhing in her very hands as she held them up to Heero. 'LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" The image faded to black.
Heero sat up straight suddenly, breathing heavily. Something had awakened him from that nightmare, and he welcomed it, whether it be friend or foe.
"Your name is Heero Yuy, isn't it?" He looked at the girl using the periphery of his vision, but said nothing.
"My name is Reika. I'm sorry if I startled you." She bowed slightly, customary as they were in Japan. She was cute in her looks, Heero had to admit. Pig tails. Not original by any means, and yet- they suited her... He shrugged.
"Doesn't matter. I've been asleep too long anyway." Her bangs fell down delicately over her eyes, not at all like the jagged ones Heero wore. She dressed somewhat conservatory too, in long pants, a shirt and a sweater over that. None of those fashionable miniskirts that were on the market right now... Heero shook his head. That sedative must have done something funny to his brain.
"Um... Do you know where you are, Mr.Yuy?"
"Heero will do, and no, I don't." The girl looked suddenly uneasy. Heero turned sharply.
"Well... You... You're... We're in the Psychiatric Ward for the Corrupt."
"You're telling me I'm in a mental institution? Figures. Well I'm not insane anyway." The girl nodded.
"That's why I'm here." Heero closed his eyes, finding an image of Relena on a blue backdrop. She turned suddenly, and her face lit up; he noticed...
'..Heero! I'm so glad you came...' The image faded again. Blue. The colour of sorrow. So this is what one felt when someone close to you died. So he really hadn't understood how the families of those men he'd killed had felt when he offered them a gun and his life... He hadn't known until now. It had taken a death to make him realize? How dense was he?
"So in other words, you're going to get me out of here?" Heero asked glumly.
"Well, I'll try. At the moment I just get to visit you daily. Eventually you'll be able to come outside, and gradually- if you behave... You might just get released... That is... If you want to be."
"Understood." Heero gazed out his window, it was barred.
'Heero...' He blocked the voice out of his mind. 'Heero!' He ignored it again.
"HEERO!" He looked up, immensely confused, trying to figure out where the vioce had come from.
"Reika?" He said weakly. The girl nodded.
"Maybe I should leave... You look a little worn out. I'll see you in one day's time." He nodded and tried to pronounce the word 'goodbye,' but it failed, and didn't come out. He waved instead, numb with the sudden rush of emotion. He was a soldier.
Heartbeat.
Soldiers aren't allowed to have emotions...
"Relena!"
