Disclaimer:Like I said, I'm just some twisted author with a liking in mixing reality and anime so once again, I don't own Gundam Wing but all other characters, I do.
More notes: The pilot in this fic is my sex toy so don't mind the random
insanity. He might as well be a little out of character this time
cuz I needed him to be just right for the mood of the story! If you
dislike the idea, you can :
a)don't read this
b)read it anyways and flame me afterwards
c)read it anyways and keep it all to yourself!
(I am twisted these few days...)
well, on to the story itself!
by Aaridys
"Hey Ruy! Wait up!"
A short, red-haired (1) girl turned around only to find her face inches from another girl's.
"Whoa, you move fast Shiva! (2)"
The second, blue-haired and tall girl scratched the back of her head and smiled.
"Yeah well, I'm not captain of the sprint team for nuthin!"
Ruy waved her hand and started walking once more. She was tired. This friday had been particularly hard, being the end of year at school. She was overloaded with paper works and her head spinned at the only thought of starting them. Luckily, she had the chance to have this weekend free before all the real stuff started. She planned on indulging herself with a whole day of watching and daydreaming about Gundam Wing, her most favorite series of all.
"So, what'cha doing this weekend? Work?"
Shiva was walking next to her, her school bag carelessly flung behind her shoulder. Her long, wavy hair glistened in the last rays of the sun and people passing by couldn't help but to stare at the strange pair. Ruy shook her head in denial.
"No way. Not tomorrow. It's Gundam 100% Saturday! I din't do that for a long time and I think I deserve it!"
"Really? All day of Gundam?"
Ruy nodded.
"Yup, all twelve hours, and maybe a little more if I can manage it."
"Huh, can I ask a favor?"
"Ask away."
"CAN I COME TOO?"
The blue-haired girl jumped at her friend and lifted her a few inches from the ground.
"Shi...Shiva...can't...can't breathe..."
Ruy was quiclky set back on the ground and caught her breath.
"Man, you're not only fast, but strong too..."
"Gomen ne!"
"Well, I guess you could join me. My couch is large enough and my VCR can manage for two. Bring the popcorn though."
"OH YEAH! OK, BYE THEN! SEE YA TOMORROW! 8'O'CLOCK SHARP!"
Ruy sweat-dropped but managed to keep her cool. Eight in the morning? And she thought she was obsessive!
****
knock...knock...knock...
knock...knock...knock...
"Gzzzht, was is it?"
Ruy sat in her bed with her clock in her hand. She stood up grumpily and walked to her front door.
"Better not be some Jehova's Witnesses...(3) They're gonna get it..."
She unlocked the door and cracked it open just enough to see who was outside.
"I have a very good phone company thank you. My house is clean and warm and I do not believe Jesus is among us. Thank you and now I will go back to bed. Oh, and I don't need any cookies either."
"Huh... Ruy, it's me, Shiva. Remember me?"
"Whatever you sell I don't need."
The red-head was about to close the door when her friend slipped a foot inside and pushed her backwards. After shutting the door behind her and setting her stuff on a nearby table, Shiva placed her arms around her friend's shoulders and walked her to the couch.
"Man, you sure aren't a morning person."
"Ghzzzt?"
"Right, just, huh, lay there, I'll go and get everything."
Shiva left the room and Ruy reached for the TV control on the coffee table. She flicked it on and scanned through the channels until she stumbled on a talkshow she just couldn't remember the name. At the same moment, Shiva walked back in and looked at the TV.
"Oh, it's that new talkshow with, huh, Mau...huh, somthing in the starts of Mau...(4). What's it about today?"
"You actually watch this stuff?"
Shiva blushed a deep shade of red and looked back at the TV. Ruy sweat-dropped and turned her attention back to the program.
Today, we have the famous Madam R, here to talk about her special ability to read auras and see people's ghosts and guardian angels.
"Guardian angels? Oh pluease."
Shiva hushed her friend and turned her face to the screen.
Please, could you tell us more about this "power" you have.
Well, it's quite simple. By modulating the cosmic energy surrounding people, I can make out their auras. These consist of waves of energy emanating from a being. They can change aspect and color with a mood or with character. Then, if the person happends to have a watcher or a guardian angel, which we mostly all do by the way, I can focus on these "ghosts" if I may call them such and see them.
You mean, you can see them as I see you right now?
Huh, well, in some kind of way yes. But my inner eye does most of the job. And sometimes, if the entity is willing to, I can communicate with them.
You do?!
Yes, but I do not recommend to because most of the normal people's guardians are relatives that have died and that they cherished. It's usually a shock for them to realize these people are still with them and even more of a disturbance to know that they could, if trained long enough, talk with them.
Really?!
"Okay, that's enough crap. Let's start the Gundam-athon. I'm gonna get a bowl of cereal. Put the first tape in."
Shiva just nodded and made a grab for the tape as Ruy left the living-room. But as soon as her friend was out of view, she jumped on the phone and dialed furiously. On the screen, the lady was still talking with the announcer.
Do you see some "ghosts in the audience?
Oh yes, there are many.
And do you think you could do it over a phone line?
Absolutely. Since it's my spirit working and not my body, I can project any place I wish to see.
Then please. And to you viewers, the first to call us now will get a free of charge reading by Madam R. Do we have a caller already?
"Yo, why ain't I hearing some Just Communication here?"
Ruy streched her head across the door frame and almost let her bowl full of milk and crereal fall to the ground when she saw her friend jumping furiously on the couch, her ear locked to the phone.
"Yes! I'm in! I'm in! Come on Ruy! Get your butt over here!"
The read-head let down her bowl on the small table and stared at her over-excited friend. Shiva just smiled, her streched lips almost touching both her ears and handed her the phone. Ruy placed the receptor near her head and waited.
Yes? Are you there? What is your name?
"Wha?"
"Look at the screen!"
Shiva pointed the TV and Ruy almost bit her lip when she saw the "call this number now!" add at the bottom of the screen. She would kill her friend as soon as she had finished with this.
Caller number one? Are you still there? What is your name?
"Huh, Ruy Hainten."
You lucky girl got the chance to be mind-read by Madam R! Now please answer any question she asks next.
"Huh, as long as they aren't personal questions..."
The lady in the TV let out a little laugh and turned to Ruy, or the screen, or both...
Hum, have you had any accident before in your live? Have any of your close relatives died lately?
"No and no."
Are your parents divorced? (5) Do you have any mental disorder?
Ruy flinched at the last sentence and glared as best she could at Shiva who was rolling on her stomach under her friend's stare.
"No and no again."
Very well... You have a slight blue aura which indicates you are a serious person, a bit on the hard side. But I sense a touch of purple and yellow in it, which might mean you still have a little fun side to you and like to have some mystery around sometimes.
"Huh...maybe..."
Next to her, Shiva couldn't contain the giggles that made their way to her lips when she saw her firend's face getting redder and redder.
Oh, your aura is getting redder and redder. Is something troubling you right now? A friend teasing you perhaps?
"Hey! How'd she know that?"
Ruy laughed a bit. You had to give the woman some (some, but not much! ^_^) credit. The annoucer's voice came on again.
And how about her guardians? Can you see some too?
Yes. But there is only one.
Can you describe it for us?
Please, not "it" but him.
Shiva shot a glance at her suddenly very quiet friend.
"Him?"
Ruy just shook her head and waited for the rest.
He's a young man... Hum, if I may ask, how old are you Ruy?
"Seventeen."
Yes, that would be about right. So, this young man is about seventeen also and is smiling... hum...very widely.
Ruy gave Shiva a dumfounded glance.
He is tall, all dressed in black. Actually, I think I can make out some sort of religious collar... Yes, he looks a bit like a priest. Although I must say, those rider's pants aren't fitting the priesthood description right.
"What's all this junk about? A priest? I didn't have some clerge members in my family did I? Rider's pants? What the... Oh God..."
Shiva saw the blood draining from her friend's face and almost thought she would faint. She lifted herself from the floor to help her sit down but Ruy pushed her hand away, now clinging to the phone like her life depended on it. She swallowed slowly and opened her dry mouth.
"Yes... And how is that boy's hair please?"
The woman lifted an eyebrow but still smiled.
Well, I can't make it out really. Brown, light chestnut perhaps. Short.
Ruy sighed. Shiva thought she was loosing it.
Oh wait, he turned round a bit. Oh, his hair is quite long actually.
The red-head stopped breathing.
It falls to his knees but without the braid, maybe it would be longer...
"Oh God..."
****
More notes again!
1- This is not regular you-and-me-anybody red hair (like Ireland people)
it's RED hair. Like a big bottle of ketchup ya know, but prettier.
2-Don't ask where this came from. You know. So I don't
own FF8 (more copyrights, *sigh*)
3-Sorry if any Jehova Witnesses read this! I really don't have
anything against you! (but you do come damn early... maybe
it's easier then cuz our brains are still mushy from sleep...^_-)
4-You know the show, Maurry, and I don't own it!
5-Is this how it goes? If any of you are psychic out there, I'm
not! so bare with me! Many thanks to Asaya for her wondeful review and
for giving me tips on real psychic! Arigato gozaimasu!
Like? Dislike? I wanna know! (begs with big puppy eyes.)
See ya in the next chapter! (I"m trying this to be a short thing
but hey, if I don't fool myself, it's going to be a long one again...)