"Shinigami has returned from Hell," I shout, while slicing through a few mobile suits on the game

The Common Denominator

Chapter One- The Darker Side of Black

By- Akira Maxwell

Authors Notes- I am Miko of da Shinigami. But I am also Akira Maxwell. This new fanfiction is quite a change from my usual style of writing, but it will always have a certain style that labels it- Miko's. Due to the change, however, I am going to post it under my new pen name, Akira Maxwell, who is also a key character in this story. I hope you all enjoy this and I also hope you all are not pissed at me about my other fic. ::Warning, small amount of language-prolly the worst word is pissed…but that was just in my a/n…-_-0, and violence…blood, suicide, and kicking butt… PG-13::

Disclaimer- don't own gundam wing or sailor moon. Akira is mine, although with permission you may borrow her. The plot is mine, steal it and you have a date with your maker. Sorry, that was duo's line. I guess those two tapes of episodes I watched this morning rubbed off. -_-0

"Shinigami has returned from Hell," I shout, while slicing through a few mobile suits on the game. I hear WuFei snort on the couch, but ignore him. I smirk. 'If only you knew.'

I am Shinigami. I never lie, although I never really returned from Hell. I am still there, even now.

I don't like the way I am. I feel like a killer, but it's not my fault. Or that's what she tells me. I don't know who she really is. She's just a voice I hear, whispering in my ear, helping me to sleep at night. It's the only thing that keeps me sane. I'm not like anyone else in this universe. I suffer, and I laugh, smile, and crack jokes. Each day it gets worse. Like there's something inside of me, shredding at my heart. She cry's for me. The voice I hear. It's the first time anyone's cried for me. She tells me to hold on. And she apologizes. I don't know why. I ask her and she just tells me to sleep. She says that in the morning it won't hurt as much. It's true, but as night nears, it come back, stronger than ever. I've been going to bed earlier each day. Heero is the only one who noticed. He thinks I'm sick, or I'm a traitor and am supplying information to a new enemy. I think he only hopes it was the latter. He's grown restless, with there being no wars. And Relena has become more annoying. Sometimes I want her dead, even though I know it'll hurt me more. But it would be worth it.

I'm going to die soon. I can tell. The voice tells me not to give up. But if it doesn't happen soon, I'll end it myself. No one has ever had to suffer as I do. The only one who understands me is that voice. I know it's probably just a figment of my imagination. It never existed but still I cling to it. Use it to help get though the night. When I cross over. This voice. Akira, whispers her name in my ear, the Goddess of Death.

***

'It never changes. My second chance. It never changes. Shinigami, why didn't you take me. Did I chase away you, like I did everyone else. Why did you spare my life? Twice now, you have come. And still I stand here, waiting.'

"Hotaru…are you in there? Earth to Hotaru," Usagi said, tapping my forehead.

"Hotaru to Earth. Leave me the Hell alone," I reply, still in a daze.

I cover my mouth after realizing the words that just spilled out.

"Oh gomen Usagi-chan! I was half asleep!" I say, not knowing whether or not I mean it.

"It okay, Taru-chan! I say weird stuff when I sleep too!!" Usagi replied, giggling.

On the other side of the room, Michiru-mama was dragging Hakura-papa out of the room by her ear.

"What did I say about using that kind of language in front of Hotaru?" She shouted, though the closed door muffled it.

I frown slightly. I don't like the way I am. I don't like being empty and cold. The sailor scouts are my only friends, but they don't know me. No one knows who I am. No one knows who I still am.

***

We are the corruption. We are the balance. We are the darker side of black. Without the dark, there is no light. Wither the evil, how can you tell what good really is. They rely on us just as we rely on each other. We are the Common Denominator of two worlds. Fear us, but do not hate us. We cannot help who we are.

End Prologue

Well…sorry about the last fic…this one will be good…I hope the prologue intrigued you enough so that you will continue reading this fic. It's Hotaru/Duo and maybe I'm gonna through in a little Heero/Setsuna to be different. I can assure you one thing. This fic will be unlike anything you've ever read…please r/r.