Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, never did. I DO own TopaZ, Kyle, Ice Palace, and ShadowLeaves, though, don't steal them, but you can use them if you ask nicely.
This is for you, the masses, as well as for you, PeZ. If you ever read it, that is... I hope you like how it's going.
'Be perfect, my babies. Love will always be there,' the voice of my mother echoes back from the past, tearing my heart as I ses, once again, the ginger head of my love, my Josh. I watch Wufei walk out of the room I share with my sister on Peacemillion and hear her quiet whisper. I can hear the tears crawling down her pale, alabaster face and can stand it no longer; I'm not fond of Wufei, but I will not let him do this to her. I will go talk with him...
~File 17, Subfile 3 of the thoughts of
Kyle Vandra~
"Kyle!" Jackob's voice echoed through Peacemillion's hangar, leaving the antagonistic girl nothing to do but turn around. "Do you need anyone to begin repair work on ShadowLeaves? If so..." his voice trailed off as he noticed the deepening scowl on her sharp face.
Damn him to the nine hells! Now I have to work on ShadowLeaves {tonight}, or allow him to work on her. Dammit! And I am so tired, too... "I will be working on her. Good-night, Jackob."
For a moment, the mechanic looked as if he were going to say something rude, but control had become one of his habits, and so he merely answered her with a resigned, "Good-night, Kyle," before walking reluctantly away, stopping halfway through the hangar to look back. When he saw that the girl had only begun working on her Gundam, he shrugged his shoulders and continued on his way.
And Kyle worked slowly on her Gundam, yawning the entire time.
* * *
Quatre looked over his shoulder at his love. "Trowa, I have a request."
The blond Arabian walked over and embraced the older boy as they looked at each other. "And what is it, Quatre?"
"Can we become friends with Kyle?" his words sped up as the one visible eye widened. "Well, I mean, we weren't very welcoming to her, and the only other person besides her Gundam that she talks to is TopaZ. And I'm pretty sure TopaZ will be somewhat less available once Kyle stops talking with Wufei. I think the only one she'll have then is ShadowLeaves and her memories. And I don't think they can be very pleasant from looking at her."
Trowa nodded and hugged the petite pilot. "TopaZ told me some of what Kyle told her about what happened when she received that scar and lost the light colors. I have a feeling most of what happened even Kyle doesn't remember, and it's probably the stuff that was the worst that she can't remember. Of course, we can try to befriend Kyle, Little One. On one condition."
Quatre's head jerked up in surprise. "What?"
"That we wait until tomorrow to attempt the very difficult... Mission-"
"Accepted." And both fell to the silk cushions that were their bed.
* * *
Wufei's eyes had long since finished glazing over in shock at the appearance of ShadowLeaves' pilot. For reasons that seemed obvious to him, he had never expected a visit from the reserved girl now standing before him. She had arrived at his door two hours after he had left TopaZ with her words and stories to trouble his honor-bound mind.
He just barely stopped himself from shaking his head as Kyle stopped talking and slowly took a breath. "So, will you give her a chance, Wufei? I think if you asked her, she'd like to talk." A sigh escaped her, and numb fingers rubbed over sleep-encrusted eyes.
"I thought you didn't like me, onna." Came the reply as the boy fidgetted on his sleeping pad. "Why would you wish me to be with your sister if you dislike me so greatly?"
Kyle's swol deepened, once again. "My feelings towards you are irrelevent, boy. The only one who truly matters is TopaZ, so, think over whatever it is she told you, but don't wait too long. Or else. Good-night, Wufei." Coldly, she glared at the Chinese boy before stalking out of the room. Tired, Wufei began to get ready to lie down and think over what the dark pilot had said to him. Needless to say, he was not looking overly forward to his lonely night.
* * *
Josh sat before her, his mahogany velvet eyes glinting joyfully in the startling darkness. Yet, his body had no substance! Kyle's hand travelled through the air with agonizing slowness to alight, with the weight of a butterfly, upon the insubstantial cheek. Oddly enough, a tingle emanated from the translucent one seated beside her.
"Josh..." the word was a breath, merely a whisper of the wind, threatening to tear Kyle's crumbling sanity to pieces. "Are you here? {Why} are you here?" Urgency threaded the words and a comforting, cold tingle settled against a trembling arm.
"My poor Kylee Sai~en. Look at what we have done to you. Can you ever forgive me?" Drops of salt fell as rain in the darkness and choked sobs issued from Kyle's unaccustomed throat.
"Oh, Josh! There is nothing to forgive! I am the one who failed-"
The translucent boy stopped the flow of words by softly placing insubstantial fingers against the girl's lips. "Hush, dearest; you will understand soon..." and with that, the darkness closed in on the waiting girl and threw her into the bliss that is sleep.
* * *
Flashing lights and a blaring horn warned of a battle about to take place outside of Peacemillion. Kyle burst out from under the avalanche of flannel sheets, goosedown comforters, and fluffy pillows at the alarm, arms flailing and sweat pouring down her face and covering her body. An idea that something important had occurred while she slept struck her for a moment as she suffered a bout of lethargy. Yet, her pathetic mood was quickly hit away with a stiff pillow to the head.
"Kylee Sai~en, wake your ass up! There's been an attack, and someone's trying to get back here!" TopaZ held up her pillow, prepared to strike once more.
"Fine! I'm up! I'm dressed, and I'm going to pilot my suit! Let's go!" Kyle stood up quickly, pulling on her spacesuit as she darted out the door. A yawn escaped her mouth, becoming trapped as the shimmering green helmet came over her head. TopaZ smiled as she heard her sister muttering into the tinted glass of her helmet, "I hate fighting twice in the same 12 hour timespan. It leaves you tired." And then everyone had situated themselves again in their suits and got ready to fight.
"Duo," Heero's dead voice came over the Comm System. "Get your friend back here as soon as possible! Noin says the information she has could be vital. Everyone else, have fun." At the click of the speech's end, the doors boomed open and one by one the pilots exittd the hangar.
* * *
Kyle stared through the Vid screen at the ensueing battle, adrenaline corrupting her enhanced blood into highly energized acid. Lights flared as two lasers flashed to readiness, neatly resembling two of the pilots actual dirks. And, as an inferior suit pounced upon ShadowLeaves, a crow of expectant delight warbled it's way from the throat of the self-titled, Earth's Vengence. Tonight she would show those boys how a {real} Gundam pilot should fight!
Exhilirated, the Irish girl lunged at Dolls and Tauruses clustered throughout space. As she fought, peace stole over her in comforting waves. Oddly enough, this new peace frightened Kyle more than anything other than her fear of losing TopaZ ever had. And then, as she parried a thrust from a too-slow Aries, time slowed and the world as she knew it exploded as her Gundam fell apart. The force of the blast threw ShadowLeaves' pilot into the middle of a clash between Quatre and the enemy.
* * *
How now brown cow? A voice in the endless night of flashing stars cries out in remorse. A misplaced phrase with an unknown origin. Am I that cow? But wouldn't I be red and black? Or would I just never exist? The silent voice cries out in husky undertones no one can hear or understand. The stars stop their tireless pulsing for a moment and wonder at the disfigured beauty about to join them. "Not yet, Kylee Sai~en. Not yet, my elegant horse of red and black."
And the stars ceased to exist.
* * *
TopaZ felt the exhileration of the fight at the beginning; the LightBringer always did. That is, she could feel the joy if a screak of terror and agony began, then was cut off just as it started. As the shock stunned her, allowing a doll to score a pointledd hit, a flash of light preceded the crumbling of a Gundam of black, green, and silver.
SHADOWLEAVES!
KYLEE SAI~EN...
When the light had left a figure of green flashed dejected through the starless area they scirmished in, until a run-together between Quatre and one of the White Fang threatened to crush the fragile body of flesh between tons of metal.
No longer did the planets orbit a sun destined to eventually abandon the planets and system it supprted. No longer did breath enter and leave a body of endless, grating laughter or boundless beauty. Life ceased to exist and all that could be seen was the sullen, seclusive older sister TopaZ had always known, and hoped, someday, to be able to protect as the older girl had attempted to protect. The loss of the God of Unshed Tears made crying possible, and, somehow, the idea had brought only more sobs.
* * *
A shriek that lasted only a moment. A flash of light. The deafening roar as a Gundam fell slowly apart, throwing her passenger clear into his path. An inevitable collision course showed itself on Quatre's Vid screen, even as it showed Ice Palace frozen in space as she obviously watched her sister's apparent death. And the normally gentle desert boy went berserk.
Right now he didn't really know either of the Vandra sisters, but he had made plans to force Kyle to be his friend as well as Trowa's. For his sceme to work, he needed all of the pilots alive. As he thought, Quatre acted, throwing one of the curved swords resting on his back at the awaiting mecha before gently plucking the floating girl from the night. Ice Palace appeared beside Sandrock and held out an entreating hand. TopaZ's worried face appeared on the Vid screen, a fake grin plastered on the beautiful, pale visage.
"I'll return her to the base. You keep fighting." And then the six little Gundams were three.
And there ya go. I finally got the nextest part out. Your welcome. Now you can all review so the eigth chapter can come out... But that won't happen until at least Monday.
~The Alciontae Shadow~
This is for you, the masses, as well as for you, PeZ. If you ever read it, that is... I hope you like how it's going.
'Be perfect, my babies. Love will always be there,' the voice of my mother echoes back from the past, tearing my heart as I ses, once again, the ginger head of my love, my Josh. I watch Wufei walk out of the room I share with my sister on Peacemillion and hear her quiet whisper. I can hear the tears crawling down her pale, alabaster face and can stand it no longer; I'm not fond of Wufei, but I will not let him do this to her. I will go talk with him...
~File 17, Subfile 3 of the thoughts of
Kyle Vandra~
"Kyle!" Jackob's voice echoed through Peacemillion's hangar, leaving the antagonistic girl nothing to do but turn around. "Do you need anyone to begin repair work on ShadowLeaves? If so..." his voice trailed off as he noticed the deepening scowl on her sharp face.
Damn him to the nine hells! Now I have to work on ShadowLeaves {tonight}, or allow him to work on her. Dammit! And I am so tired, too... "I will be working on her. Good-night, Jackob."
For a moment, the mechanic looked as if he were going to say something rude, but control had become one of his habits, and so he merely answered her with a resigned, "Good-night, Kyle," before walking reluctantly away, stopping halfway through the hangar to look back. When he saw that the girl had only begun working on her Gundam, he shrugged his shoulders and continued on his way.
And Kyle worked slowly on her Gundam, yawning the entire time.
* * *
Quatre looked over his shoulder at his love. "Trowa, I have a request."
The blond Arabian walked over and embraced the older boy as they looked at each other. "And what is it, Quatre?"
"Can we become friends with Kyle?" his words sped up as the one visible eye widened. "Well, I mean, we weren't very welcoming to her, and the only other person besides her Gundam that she talks to is TopaZ. And I'm pretty sure TopaZ will be somewhat less available once Kyle stops talking with Wufei. I think the only one she'll have then is ShadowLeaves and her memories. And I don't think they can be very pleasant from looking at her."
Trowa nodded and hugged the petite pilot. "TopaZ told me some of what Kyle told her about what happened when she received that scar and lost the light colors. I have a feeling most of what happened even Kyle doesn't remember, and it's probably the stuff that was the worst that she can't remember. Of course, we can try to befriend Kyle, Little One. On one condition."
Quatre's head jerked up in surprise. "What?"
"That we wait until tomorrow to attempt the very difficult... Mission-"
"Accepted." And both fell to the silk cushions that were their bed.
* * *
Wufei's eyes had long since finished glazing over in shock at the appearance of ShadowLeaves' pilot. For reasons that seemed obvious to him, he had never expected a visit from the reserved girl now standing before him. She had arrived at his door two hours after he had left TopaZ with her words and stories to trouble his honor-bound mind.
He just barely stopped himself from shaking his head as Kyle stopped talking and slowly took a breath. "So, will you give her a chance, Wufei? I think if you asked her, she'd like to talk." A sigh escaped her, and numb fingers rubbed over sleep-encrusted eyes.
"I thought you didn't like me, onna." Came the reply as the boy fidgetted on his sleeping pad. "Why would you wish me to be with your sister if you dislike me so greatly?"
Kyle's swol deepened, once again. "My feelings towards you are irrelevent, boy. The only one who truly matters is TopaZ, so, think over whatever it is she told you, but don't wait too long. Or else. Good-night, Wufei." Coldly, she glared at the Chinese boy before stalking out of the room. Tired, Wufei began to get ready to lie down and think over what the dark pilot had said to him. Needless to say, he was not looking overly forward to his lonely night.
* * *
Josh sat before her, his mahogany velvet eyes glinting joyfully in the startling darkness. Yet, his body had no substance! Kyle's hand travelled through the air with agonizing slowness to alight, with the weight of a butterfly, upon the insubstantial cheek. Oddly enough, a tingle emanated from the translucent one seated beside her.
"Josh..." the word was a breath, merely a whisper of the wind, threatening to tear Kyle's crumbling sanity to pieces. "Are you here? {Why} are you here?" Urgency threaded the words and a comforting, cold tingle settled against a trembling arm.
"My poor Kylee Sai~en. Look at what we have done to you. Can you ever forgive me?" Drops of salt fell as rain in the darkness and choked sobs issued from Kyle's unaccustomed throat.
"Oh, Josh! There is nothing to forgive! I am the one who failed-"
The translucent boy stopped the flow of words by softly placing insubstantial fingers against the girl's lips. "Hush, dearest; you will understand soon..." and with that, the darkness closed in on the waiting girl and threw her into the bliss that is sleep.
* * *
Flashing lights and a blaring horn warned of a battle about to take place outside of Peacemillion. Kyle burst out from under the avalanche of flannel sheets, goosedown comforters, and fluffy pillows at the alarm, arms flailing and sweat pouring down her face and covering her body. An idea that something important had occurred while she slept struck her for a moment as she suffered a bout of lethargy. Yet, her pathetic mood was quickly hit away with a stiff pillow to the head.
"Kylee Sai~en, wake your ass up! There's been an attack, and someone's trying to get back here!" TopaZ held up her pillow, prepared to strike once more.
"Fine! I'm up! I'm dressed, and I'm going to pilot my suit! Let's go!" Kyle stood up quickly, pulling on her spacesuit as she darted out the door. A yawn escaped her mouth, becoming trapped as the shimmering green helmet came over her head. TopaZ smiled as she heard her sister muttering into the tinted glass of her helmet, "I hate fighting twice in the same 12 hour timespan. It leaves you tired." And then everyone had situated themselves again in their suits and got ready to fight.
"Duo," Heero's dead voice came over the Comm System. "Get your friend back here as soon as possible! Noin says the information she has could be vital. Everyone else, have fun." At the click of the speech's end, the doors boomed open and one by one the pilots exittd the hangar.
* * *
Kyle stared through the Vid screen at the ensueing battle, adrenaline corrupting her enhanced blood into highly energized acid. Lights flared as two lasers flashed to readiness, neatly resembling two of the pilots actual dirks. And, as an inferior suit pounced upon ShadowLeaves, a crow of expectant delight warbled it's way from the throat of the self-titled, Earth's Vengence. Tonight she would show those boys how a {real} Gundam pilot should fight!
Exhilirated, the Irish girl lunged at Dolls and Tauruses clustered throughout space. As she fought, peace stole over her in comforting waves. Oddly enough, this new peace frightened Kyle more than anything other than her fear of losing TopaZ ever had. And then, as she parried a thrust from a too-slow Aries, time slowed and the world as she knew it exploded as her Gundam fell apart. The force of the blast threw ShadowLeaves' pilot into the middle of a clash between Quatre and the enemy.
* * *
How now brown cow? A voice in the endless night of flashing stars cries out in remorse. A misplaced phrase with an unknown origin. Am I that cow? But wouldn't I be red and black? Or would I just never exist? The silent voice cries out in husky undertones no one can hear or understand. The stars stop their tireless pulsing for a moment and wonder at the disfigured beauty about to join them. "Not yet, Kylee Sai~en. Not yet, my elegant horse of red and black."
And the stars ceased to exist.
* * *
TopaZ felt the exhileration of the fight at the beginning; the LightBringer always did. That is, she could feel the joy if a screak of terror and agony began, then was cut off just as it started. As the shock stunned her, allowing a doll to score a pointledd hit, a flash of light preceded the crumbling of a Gundam of black, green, and silver.
SHADOWLEAVES!
KYLEE SAI~EN...
When the light had left a figure of green flashed dejected through the starless area they scirmished in, until a run-together between Quatre and one of the White Fang threatened to crush the fragile body of flesh between tons of metal.
No longer did the planets orbit a sun destined to eventually abandon the planets and system it supprted. No longer did breath enter and leave a body of endless, grating laughter or boundless beauty. Life ceased to exist and all that could be seen was the sullen, seclusive older sister TopaZ had always known, and hoped, someday, to be able to protect as the older girl had attempted to protect. The loss of the God of Unshed Tears made crying possible, and, somehow, the idea had brought only more sobs.
* * *
A shriek that lasted only a moment. A flash of light. The deafening roar as a Gundam fell slowly apart, throwing her passenger clear into his path. An inevitable collision course showed itself on Quatre's Vid screen, even as it showed Ice Palace frozen in space as she obviously watched her sister's apparent death. And the normally gentle desert boy went berserk.
Right now he didn't really know either of the Vandra sisters, but he had made plans to force Kyle to be his friend as well as Trowa's. For his sceme to work, he needed all of the pilots alive. As he thought, Quatre acted, throwing one of the curved swords resting on his back at the awaiting mecha before gently plucking the floating girl from the night. Ice Palace appeared beside Sandrock and held out an entreating hand. TopaZ's worried face appeared on the Vid screen, a fake grin plastered on the beautiful, pale visage.
"I'll return her to the base. You keep fighting." And then the six little Gundams were three.
And there ya go. I finally got the nextest part out. Your welcome. Now you can all review so the eigth chapter can come out... But that won't happen until at least Monday.
~The Alciontae Shadow~