:: Mirrors ::
by D-chan
Sailormoon/Megami Kouhosei
Sequel to Haunted Eyes
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Hiead+Usagi/Usagi+Hiead
Warnings: small spoilers for MK, language, blood
Disclaimers: I don't own Sailormoon (rights to Naoko Takeuchi) or Megami Kouhosei (rights to Sugisaki Yuriku). *sigh*
Notes: Goooomeeen for the sudden time space in between updates. I really have spoiled you all. To tell the truth, I didn't even start this chapter until after I saw this week's episode; Curriculum 10. Hiead is such a fascinating, fascinating character... Gorgeous, fascinating, confusing character...
Veggie Briefs ~ Know what sucks? I forgot my idea... ^^; I know it had something to do with Hiead's encountering Endymion or something... Damn it...
themoonmaiden ~ Hm... Good question. Guess that should be revealed sooner or later in the story. ^^;;
Tsunami-chan ~ WAIII! *huggles and cuddles the plushie* Ne, can I have one of Yamagi-kun, too? *_* Yamagi-kuuuun...
Starshower ~ It's on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim or you could buy it in stores under the name "Pilot Candidate". ^^ It's a great, great show... So many bishies, too...
Super Sailor Star Element ~ I would have thrown myself at him. If I got rejected, then I would resort to my sister's ways and pounded some sense into him. It THAT failed, I'd castrate him and try Yamagi. ^^;;
Blue Angel ~ I think I provided a link in the first chapter either to a site or a picture of Hiead-kun...
HikariTsuki ~ He IS sexy... @.@ And gorgeous... And a very, very fascinating character...
sailor neo-angel ~ You sleep with it by your bed?? *sweatdrop* I didn't think it was THAT good... I know I've written better...
* * Chapter Six: Sunrise * *
"You didn't think I'd noticed, did you?"
Startled, Serenity looked up. She hadn't heard Endymion approaching her and now he was directly in front of her, his expression calm but his blue eyes burning.
"Notice what?"
"Him. That boy." Serenity flinched; he was obviously using Hiead's age against her. "He's the one. A bit young for you, isn't he?"
She glared up at him. "I never claimed him as mine."
Endymion remained calm. "True, but I've claimed you as mine. And he dares to threaten that claim. He's an enemy."
"Don't you dare take any of this out on him! Leave him out of it!"
* * *
"... Leave him out of it. Disgusting child... What do we need him for?"
The gun felt so warm in his hand as he clutched it tighter. He cradled it against his chest as though it were a small, wounded bird. He could use it; it seemed to easy. He'd seen his father use it many times before. All he would have to do was pull the trigger and...
"That 'disgusting child' is your responsibility. You can do as you please with him."
Abandon him... They were going to leave him... He was just a child. A worldly child, yes, he knew much more than most six-year-olds did, but a child nonetheless.
"He's just as much yours as he is mine!"
Unloved... But then, he'd never really felt loved in the first place. He always seemed to be in the way.
"You get knocked up, you get the responsibility."
Maybe he wasn't good enough. Maybe that was the reason. Maybe... Maybe he had to prove he was good enough. His fingers trembled as they clutched the weapon tighter... Tighter...
His mind went blank. His expression, he knew, was emotionless as he stepped out from his hiding place. They turned to him, shocked, furious, threatening...
Then he raised the gun. Sudden fear, sweet, fake tender expressions took place of their hate. "We love you, you know we love you... Give Daddy the gun, give him the gun..."
Unloved.
His aim was accurate despite his not ever having used such a thing before. He shot her three times in the chest. She was knocked back from the force; her scream turned into a gurgle as blood trickled from the side of her mouth. Blood stained her shirt and his own face. He kept his gaze steady as he turned it to the man he used to call his father.
He hated him.
Raising the weapon once again, he took quick aim and fired at random. Those random shots hit the man in the chest, leg, shoulder and head before he finally died.
Alone.
He was alone.
The realization of that more than anything else scared him. He'd never been alone before, never... How would he survive?
Instinct took over. He lunged himself at the still bodies on the ground, digging into pockets and pulling out stolen money. Now he was a thief, robbing the dead. But he felt nothing except for the sheer will and determination to live.
No one would ever stand in his way again. No one.
* * *
"I can't leave him out if it. He's involving himself." Endymion smiled. "Let us men handle this, Serenity."
"I would like a say in who I'm going to love," she bit.
Endymion sighed. "Serenity, Serenity, Serenity... Lovely name, not so lovely personality. Serenity, don't you realize that if you were to choose anyone but me..."
At the long pause she demanded, "What?"
He smiled again. "The magic would be broken... All if it, Serenity, all of it..."
* * *
And he'd thought the nightmares had stopped. He hadn't thought about that night for nearly three years.
Now awake, Hiead couldn't make himself fall back asleep. It was dark out, but cool; it was more than likely to be early morning, the time before dawn. It had always been like that at GOA; they had tried to make their environment as colony-like as possible. And the colonies, he reasoned, had to have been as Zion-like as possible.
And wherever the hell he was, he sure hoped it was as much like Zion as possible. It would save him a lot of precious thinking time, when his main objective should be to figure out one thing and only one thing: how to make Usagi - not Serenity, Usagi - his once again. He was sure she had wanted him and not that moron Endymion back then.
Many would argue that time could change feelings, but even two years of complete memory loss of her hadn't changed his feelings one iota. He was hesitant to call it love, but he did feel something for her, something that could make him insane with jealousy and calmly protective, perhaps a bit obsessive.
He'd claimed her; she had born his child. She was his; no one could change that. No matter how much she argued she was married, nothing could change the fact that he'd had her first.
Like he had let nothing stand in his way when he'd been a child, striving to survive, he would let nothing stand in his way of having Usagi. She was his. She was.
He wasn't sure how long he'd lain there exactly, but when he heard the door creak open, red and gold were already streaking the horizon outside his window. A true sunrise... His first view of a true sunrise.
"Otousama?"
He kept his face expressionless as he sat up and glanced over towards the door. There stood his daughter, watching him in something like adoration. It was a strange, new feeling to him, being looked at like that.
"What?" he snapped.
She smiled. She was undaunted by his attitude; perhaps she was already used to it. "May I sleep in here with you? Okaasan's... Busy again."
His eyes narrowed at her hesitation. "Busy?" She didn't say anything, so he turned away, keeping his lips pressed firmly together.
Finally, she said, "If I tell you, do you promise to let me stay with you?"
He smirked. Exactly what he'd wanted. "Hai."
"..." Chibi-Usa sighed. "He... Otousan... He's arguing with her again. I heard them... He wants to hurt you. He wants to send you away or kill you... Okaasan's trying to get him to leave you alone, but he's so insistent..."
Usagi was trying to protect him? How foolish, how stupid... How oddly touching. Damn it. Stupid emotions.
The silence stretched a few more minutes before he said irritably, "Well, are you coming in or not?"
Looking surprised and pleased, Chibi-Usa shut the door behind her and ran over to his bed, practically throwing herself onto it. When she crawled into his lap and snuggled against him, as though she were five, he opened his mouth to snap at her but stopped, changing his mind for some reason.
'Better save my energy for something more important,' he told himself firmly, more to assure himself that was the reason than anything else. 'Something more important... Like murdering Endymion or seducing Usagi...' He smirked. The last one would definitely take a lot of energy if she was still as stubborn as she had been three years ago...
Another note: I don't think he killed his parents in the original version; I have no idea what happened except that there were dead people in his flashbacks and he did steal money from them. I suppose that scene could be interpreted in many, many different ways...
Again, sorry this came out later than you all wanted. That may be happening from now on... Gomen. .o