Disclaimer: I don't own 'em. The girls and their Gundams are, though. Don't take 'em until you ask, please.
Well, peoples, there's only one more chapter and the epilogue left. Have the tears started yet? This is for the masses and TopaZ, if she ever ends up reading this...
Does anybody listen to what is said rather than what is not said? Those who are so determined to force friendship on others seem not to realize that sometimes, that friendship is not asked for and somewhat unwanted.
~File 16, Subfile 7 of the thoughts of
TopaZ Vandra~
TopaZ made no noise as she walked up to the meditating Arabian. There were a few things needing to be said between them, namely that Quatre should leave the now-slumbering Kyle alone in her solitude. "She never asked you to try to be her friend, ya know..."
The blond's head jerked up at her cracking voice. "TopaZ, she never asked for it, but don't you think she needs friendship of some sort?" When he heard her indrawn breath, he turned around and continued. "She needs a friend who isn't her sister. Even you realize this. She realizes this, for Allah's sake! That's why she doesn't automatically kill Wufei everytime she sees him." Pleading, aqua eyes bore into TopaZ's snow-white orbs. "Shouldn't I at least try to be her friend?"
Closing the mouth she hadn't known she'd opened, the Irish girl looked angrily at Quatre before storming away, mumbling about his fate being 'out of her hands'. Now feeling it his duty to talk to Kyle, Sandrock's pilot left the room as well. Moments later he found the emaciated girl staring moodily at the pile of parts that had once composed her beloved ShadowLeaves.
"They can fix it, you know. And they will. And since Jackob's on the team, it'll get done especially fast." Quatre softly addressed the girl, half-worried she'd stick him to a wall with those dirks and daggers of hers.
"Of course it will, love." The words were barely audible, mumbled absentmindedly to give the appearance of listening.
Not quite ready to give up, he tried again. "I hope your feeling better... I don't know what having your Gundam fall apart around you is like, but Heero and Trowa do."
Black eyes that should have been a shimmering green snapped around to look into his soul. "You, well, I'm sure you haven't been raped either. But maybe one of the others has. You'll have to ask them. And you obviously have Trowa, so you haven't lost your first love either. Maybe one of the others has though... I must say... WOW! You've comforted me a lot! Love, Earth's Vengence needs no one but herself, her Gundam, and her sister. And now I needs must rest up for what they've assigned for me to do tomorrow. Without ShadowLeaves." Acid and venom dripped the angry words as Kyle stood up and stalked wobbily to her room.
Trowa found the small pilot about an hour or two later, curled up on the cold, metal floor. After being asked what was doing wrong, tears welled up in the aqua eyes. "I had no idea what had happened to her. I just tried to be her friend." When the Brazilian teen stood up to go glare down the newly revealed, Quatre quickly continued, "No, it's my fault. Trowa, we've all pretty much been tortured, right? But did they ever carry it over to rape? I didn't think so. And, we each have someone we love now, right? Even Wufei has TopaZ now. But, Trowa, Kyle has no one but her sister and her Gundam. And both are being taken from her in some way. Love, the big ones gave her a mission. She leaves tomorrow and she can barely walk steadily right now." Returning to his chipper self, Quatre hugged Trowa then began to walk towards the cafeteria. "Is lunch soon? I'm rather hungry."
* * *
"Oh ShadowLeaves! Why in the nine Hells am I the one the gods choose to torment continuously? First I lose Josh, then what little innocence left to me. Now, I get to loose my Gundam AND my sister. Who knows? Maybe the last thing I lose will be my life. Release." The musing girl continued to lean wearily against the glass window in the room that was now hers alone; this morning her darling baby sister had quietly moved her few belongings into the stark white of Wufei's room. "Well, my dearest, I suppose what all the medical Taskers worried about has finally come to pass- the oldest of the Vandra sisters has finally finished her downward spiral into the territory of those who are stark raving mad. I suppose the only thing left for me to do is retire gracefully, destroying as many of those damned bastards as possible while protecting my charges and my sister. Besides, what is a Gundam pilot without her Gundam? I believe I'll leave that answer to be found by those with a reason to live."
Sighing, Kyle pushed herself from the window, her awe at the nearness of the stars suddenly turned stale. She had a few things to take care of before she could leave; she needed to say good-bye to ShadowLeaves, her sister, and even those she had so silently protected for years. And the very last thing she needed to do was the most important of all... Were it to be found too soon, well, an angry sister on her tail was NOT to be considered a good thing. Her heels carefully silenced with small cut-outs of thick cloth, the dark Vandra childe strode purposefully through the halls of the large space station. After a short while, the injured pilot took a sharp left and found herself in a short hallway containing four doors. Two on the left, only one occupied, and two on the right, both in use at the moment.
For a short while, Kyle only stood there, grimacing at the two lines of doors holding those she was responsible for. Four boys forced to become men before even puberty hit, and one girl who had found her true love in a war of death and blood and spite far too soon after her bleeding had begun. For all who awaited the coming day, something had come too soon; even those who died prematurely awaited the outcome of the final battle, and the choice of the gods over who they would claim. The thought brought a grim smile to the scarred face of ShadowLeaves' pilot; she would give them no choice. On that happy-go-lucky note, she steeled her spine and knocked on the first of the doors to her right.
Duo answered almost immediately, chipper as always. "Oh, hiya, Kyle. Whatcha doin' here?" For a moment the mask slipped as Heero came to the door as well and his sleeplessness was revealed. Yet only for a moment.
Kyle looked at both for a second, considering carefully her words; she did not want them to believe her as weak as once they had. "I wish to thank both of you." The two teenage boys looked rather shocked. "I realize there seems to be no reason for my thanks, but being your unknown guardian, wanted or not, helped keep me alive after They took Josh. I needed purpose and guarding you gave me some purpose. Do not allow all my work to be in vain and those you guard will not allow your work to be in vain. I wish you luck in your endevors tomorrow, though you will not need it; your skills are too many and too great. Good-night, Duo, Heero. Sleep well." Bowing as properly as any Japanese, the Irish girl limped to the next door where she stood for about five minutes before it occurred to her to knock. Just as she raised her knuckles to the door, it began to glide smoothly open, revealing a smiling Quatre and a slightly bemused Trowa.
"I have come to thank the both of you. I believe I'll leave why in the dark because it's easier that way. I also owe you an apology, Quatre..." For a split second the melodious voice almost became regretful. "I should not be harsh with one who was merely trying to be nice. I have become far too selfish recently. No matter. I should be leaving now. I have to thank the last of you lovebirds and then get some sleep." She smirked, the scar on her forehead furrowing. "You guys might even want to get some sleep if you want to be much use tomorrow. Good-night, Quatre, Trowa." Nodding, the girl with the black-streaked auburn hair began to limp to the next door.
"But..."
"Good-night, Quatre. Trowa needs your empathy more than I ever could." And sighing for what seemed the hundredth time that night, Kyle knocked on the last door of the occuppied rooms. TopaZ answered, modestly clad in nothing but one of Wufei's long dress shirts. Smiling as she would for no one but her sister, Kyle embraced TopaZ, murmuring into her ear, "Do I even wanna know?" When a blush was her only answer, she quickly shook her head. "Never mind... Wufei in?" With startling speed, the Chinese boy joined them in the doorway. Getting tired of her speech and, miracuously, becoming sleepy as well, Kyle decided to make the interview short and sweet... or just somewhat short...
"I wanted to thank you for giving me some purpose after Josh was gone and I also wanted to wish you luck with your missions tomorrow. May the Goddess walk with your soul. Good-night, sister-mine, Wufei." Nodding for the last time that night, Kylee Sai~en returned to her remote room to prepare her final good-bye.
Well? Was it angsty enough for ya'll? I sure as hell hope so! You know the drill... Read and review. Once the masses have reviewed Chapter Eleven will come out and much rejoicing can occur. ^_^
~The Alciontae Shadow~
Well, peoples, there's only one more chapter and the epilogue left. Have the tears started yet? This is for the masses and TopaZ, if she ever ends up reading this...
Does anybody listen to what is said rather than what is not said? Those who are so determined to force friendship on others seem not to realize that sometimes, that friendship is not asked for and somewhat unwanted.
~File 16, Subfile 7 of the thoughts of
TopaZ Vandra~
TopaZ made no noise as she walked up to the meditating Arabian. There were a few things needing to be said between them, namely that Quatre should leave the now-slumbering Kyle alone in her solitude. "She never asked you to try to be her friend, ya know..."
The blond's head jerked up at her cracking voice. "TopaZ, she never asked for it, but don't you think she needs friendship of some sort?" When he heard her indrawn breath, he turned around and continued. "She needs a friend who isn't her sister. Even you realize this. She realizes this, for Allah's sake! That's why she doesn't automatically kill Wufei everytime she sees him." Pleading, aqua eyes bore into TopaZ's snow-white orbs. "Shouldn't I at least try to be her friend?"
Closing the mouth she hadn't known she'd opened, the Irish girl looked angrily at Quatre before storming away, mumbling about his fate being 'out of her hands'. Now feeling it his duty to talk to Kyle, Sandrock's pilot left the room as well. Moments later he found the emaciated girl staring moodily at the pile of parts that had once composed her beloved ShadowLeaves.
"They can fix it, you know. And they will. And since Jackob's on the team, it'll get done especially fast." Quatre softly addressed the girl, half-worried she'd stick him to a wall with those dirks and daggers of hers.
"Of course it will, love." The words were barely audible, mumbled absentmindedly to give the appearance of listening.
Not quite ready to give up, he tried again. "I hope your feeling better... I don't know what having your Gundam fall apart around you is like, but Heero and Trowa do."
Black eyes that should have been a shimmering green snapped around to look into his soul. "You, well, I'm sure you haven't been raped either. But maybe one of the others has. You'll have to ask them. And you obviously have Trowa, so you haven't lost your first love either. Maybe one of the others has though... I must say... WOW! You've comforted me a lot! Love, Earth's Vengence needs no one but herself, her Gundam, and her sister. And now I needs must rest up for what they've assigned for me to do tomorrow. Without ShadowLeaves." Acid and venom dripped the angry words as Kyle stood up and stalked wobbily to her room.
Trowa found the small pilot about an hour or two later, curled up on the cold, metal floor. After being asked what was doing wrong, tears welled up in the aqua eyes. "I had no idea what had happened to her. I just tried to be her friend." When the Brazilian teen stood up to go glare down the newly revealed, Quatre quickly continued, "No, it's my fault. Trowa, we've all pretty much been tortured, right? But did they ever carry it over to rape? I didn't think so. And, we each have someone we love now, right? Even Wufei has TopaZ now. But, Trowa, Kyle has no one but her sister and her Gundam. And both are being taken from her in some way. Love, the big ones gave her a mission. She leaves tomorrow and she can barely walk steadily right now." Returning to his chipper self, Quatre hugged Trowa then began to walk towards the cafeteria. "Is lunch soon? I'm rather hungry."
* * *
"Oh ShadowLeaves! Why in the nine Hells am I the one the gods choose to torment continuously? First I lose Josh, then what little innocence left to me. Now, I get to loose my Gundam AND my sister. Who knows? Maybe the last thing I lose will be my life. Release." The musing girl continued to lean wearily against the glass window in the room that was now hers alone; this morning her darling baby sister had quietly moved her few belongings into the stark white of Wufei's room. "Well, my dearest, I suppose what all the medical Taskers worried about has finally come to pass- the oldest of the Vandra sisters has finally finished her downward spiral into the territory of those who are stark raving mad. I suppose the only thing left for me to do is retire gracefully, destroying as many of those damned bastards as possible while protecting my charges and my sister. Besides, what is a Gundam pilot without her Gundam? I believe I'll leave that answer to be found by those with a reason to live."
Sighing, Kyle pushed herself from the window, her awe at the nearness of the stars suddenly turned stale. She had a few things to take care of before she could leave; she needed to say good-bye to ShadowLeaves, her sister, and even those she had so silently protected for years. And the very last thing she needed to do was the most important of all... Were it to be found too soon, well, an angry sister on her tail was NOT to be considered a good thing. Her heels carefully silenced with small cut-outs of thick cloth, the dark Vandra childe strode purposefully through the halls of the large space station. After a short while, the injured pilot took a sharp left and found herself in a short hallway containing four doors. Two on the left, only one occupied, and two on the right, both in use at the moment.
For a short while, Kyle only stood there, grimacing at the two lines of doors holding those she was responsible for. Four boys forced to become men before even puberty hit, and one girl who had found her true love in a war of death and blood and spite far too soon after her bleeding had begun. For all who awaited the coming day, something had come too soon; even those who died prematurely awaited the outcome of the final battle, and the choice of the gods over who they would claim. The thought brought a grim smile to the scarred face of ShadowLeaves' pilot; she would give them no choice. On that happy-go-lucky note, she steeled her spine and knocked on the first of the doors to her right.
Duo answered almost immediately, chipper as always. "Oh, hiya, Kyle. Whatcha doin' here?" For a moment the mask slipped as Heero came to the door as well and his sleeplessness was revealed. Yet only for a moment.
Kyle looked at both for a second, considering carefully her words; she did not want them to believe her as weak as once they had. "I wish to thank both of you." The two teenage boys looked rather shocked. "I realize there seems to be no reason for my thanks, but being your unknown guardian, wanted or not, helped keep me alive after They took Josh. I needed purpose and guarding you gave me some purpose. Do not allow all my work to be in vain and those you guard will not allow your work to be in vain. I wish you luck in your endevors tomorrow, though you will not need it; your skills are too many and too great. Good-night, Duo, Heero. Sleep well." Bowing as properly as any Japanese, the Irish girl limped to the next door where she stood for about five minutes before it occurred to her to knock. Just as she raised her knuckles to the door, it began to glide smoothly open, revealing a smiling Quatre and a slightly bemused Trowa.
"I have come to thank the both of you. I believe I'll leave why in the dark because it's easier that way. I also owe you an apology, Quatre..." For a split second the melodious voice almost became regretful. "I should not be harsh with one who was merely trying to be nice. I have become far too selfish recently. No matter. I should be leaving now. I have to thank the last of you lovebirds and then get some sleep." She smirked, the scar on her forehead furrowing. "You guys might even want to get some sleep if you want to be much use tomorrow. Good-night, Quatre, Trowa." Nodding, the girl with the black-streaked auburn hair began to limp to the next door.
"But..."
"Good-night, Quatre. Trowa needs your empathy more than I ever could." And sighing for what seemed the hundredth time that night, Kyle knocked on the last door of the occuppied rooms. TopaZ answered, modestly clad in nothing but one of Wufei's long dress shirts. Smiling as she would for no one but her sister, Kyle embraced TopaZ, murmuring into her ear, "Do I even wanna know?" When a blush was her only answer, she quickly shook her head. "Never mind... Wufei in?" With startling speed, the Chinese boy joined them in the doorway. Getting tired of her speech and, miracuously, becoming sleepy as well, Kyle decided to make the interview short and sweet... or just somewhat short...
"I wanted to thank you for giving me some purpose after Josh was gone and I also wanted to wish you luck with your missions tomorrow. May the Goddess walk with your soul. Good-night, sister-mine, Wufei." Nodding for the last time that night, Kylee Sai~en returned to her remote room to prepare her final good-bye.
Well? Was it angsty enough for ya'll? I sure as hell hope so! You know the drill... Read and review. Once the masses have reviewed Chapter Eleven will come out and much rejoicing can occur. ^_^
~The Alciontae Shadow~