Chapter six- 'Sleepless'
It had been a long tiring day, and it still seemed to crawl by his eyes. He glanced out the shuttle's window once more, and heaved yet another sigh.
He ran a weary hand over his eyes that burned with the long hours awake at night. He was still plagued with the wars, even if they had happened a year ago. Even after peace had been brought between the colonies, and earth, inside him the war still raged.
Out the window, he could see the vast stars, and the brightest one, would soon be his new home. He sighed again, and reclined back in his seat. He shifted, wanting to be comfortable as possible, in the stiff chair.
A soft hum made him glance over, and the cockpits doors opened. He smirked, when his partner entered the room. She was one of those quiet type people. She minded her own business, until someone bothered her with her own. He had done it many times, and grew to like her anger. When she was mad, he could see sparks fly, and her eyes glower, with a glow of inner fire. Her usual soft sweet voice would be as cold and chilling as a glacier. She could easily get under your skin with one word.
She softly smiled at him, and took her seat on the other side, where the mainframe and hard drive was all contained. As she slid into her seat, she whispered softly, "She's finally asleep."
He nodded, and stifled a yawn. He rolled his head to the side, and could see earth growing closer. "The coordinate?"
Her voice soft as silk was also sweet as honey. She replied, "20 kilos west, and 30 kilos south of Earth."
"How much time..." His voice broke, and he yawned again. He blinked, and rubbed his sore eyes that blurred the object in front of him.
"4 hours, 45 minutes, and 13 seconds. Maybe you should rest, you haven't slept in four day." He shook his head, stubbornness getting the better of him. "No, I can make it till we land on Earth."
His partner sighed, and tucked a strand of short hair behind her ear. She sighed, and flipped several switches. "Maybe I should contact them now, and tell them when we will be landing?"
He shook his head, "No hurry." He draped an arm over his eyes, to block off the bright lights hanging overhead.
He heard his partner stand, and move across the threshold of the cockpit. He could hear the sliding of a glass door, and she opened something.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"Sure. Coffee if you would."
He could already hear her pouring it into a cup. Then the heels of her boots, clicked on the metal floor, and she stopped at his side. "Hungry?"
He removed his arm, and shook his head, "No this will do for now." He took the cup, and instantly sipped at it.
She seemed to loom over him, and it unnerved him greatly. He looked up at her, "It taste great, thanks." Still she didn't move her brows knitted together. Shrugging, he turned around in his seat, and finished off the hot liquid.
It felt good going down his sore throat, and he sighed. He looked out the window, and frowned. Something was amiss. He turned in his seat, and found her still where she had been for the past ten minutes. She stood there quietly, looking at him, with an odd expression.
There was something very wrong, and he was growing aware of it even more, when his vision doubled, and grew fussy, much like a TV screen and static.
He tried jumping to his feet, but his knees buckled, as if they were asleep, and he fell back down.
His arms fell to his sides, and the coffee mug slipped, and crashed to the floor at his feet. She finally moved, bending down in a crouched position, and picked up the large pieces.
He rolled his head to the side, and saw a small bottle on the counter near the coffee pot. His eyes blazed with anger. "What did you do?" He stared blindly down at her. Everything was going dark, and he feared he'd never wake up.
She looked up at him, "Don't worry, everything will be fine. You'll thank me when you wake."
He wanted to curse her, call her terrible names, but he words died on his lips. His eyes fluttered closed, open, and then closed again.
"You won't wake until we land."
He heard her words, and tried to call out for help, and struggle to free him self from the sleeping spell she had cast upon him.
This time his eyes never open.
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Usagi was seated in front of the nurse, who began to inspect her wounds. "Oh dear, how did this happen?" Usagi looked at Quatre, and stated calmly, "She got too closes to the rose is all." Usagi softly smiled at him, but still knew that it was a dreadful lie.
The nurse nodded, and stood. She walked to the small cabinet in the tiny room. Opening the door, and reached in, and pulled out a small med kit. She then turned, and took her seat in front of Usagi.
The she cleaned the wounds disinfect them, with alcohol. Using a cotton ball, on the small cuts, Usagi winced in pain each time the wet cotton touched her skin.
The nurse sympathetically smiled at her, "Almost done dear." Once done, she tossed the ball of cotton away, and reached into the med kit. She pulled out medical wrap. She unfolded a lone strand, and cut it off. She looked at Usagi, "Hold out your hand dear." She placed down a healing pad on her palm, and wrapped it tightly with the bandage tape.
"You need to keep this on for at least a week. I expect you to visit me in two day, and we will clean those cuts, and wrap it with a clean wrap." Usagi nodded, and stood with the nurse. She reached out with her right hand to shake hands. The nurse smiled, and took her uninjured hand, and shook it. "You're a better patient then most kids who come in here."
Usagi grinned, "Artigato miss..." not knowing the language, she replied, "Call me Lola." Usagi nodded, "Artigato Lola."
The nurse nodded, and watched Usagi bow, and join Quatre at the door. Usagi waved, and followed Quatre out of the room.
"Usagi!"
Usagi looked up, "Relena san?" Relena slid to a stop in front or her itoko, and pulled the blonde into a tight hug. "I was told you were hurt. Are you okay?"
Usagi pulled back, after hugging the older girl, "Hai I'm fine. Lola dressed my wounds." She held up her hand for Relena to see. "What happened?"
Usagi shrugged, "I tried picking roses is all. Nothing too serious." Even as the words left her mouth, she dreaded them. There had been something terribly wrong, and it wasn't nothing.
Relena reluctantly nodded, and stated, "I think you should get some rest Usagi. Or would you like to spend the day with me in meetings?"
Usagi furrowed her brows in distaste. "I didn't think so. Quatre Kun, would you be a gentle men, and escort Usagi to my room."
"Your room again? Why don't I get my own room?" Relena shook her head, "Iie, we'll have a sleep over, and have a girl talk later when I come to bed how about that?" Usagi grinned, "Oh ya!! That sounds great!" She kissed Relena's cheek, and slipped her hand in the crook of Quatre's elbow, and said, "Lead the way Quatre."
Relena waved, "Afterwards Quatre, join with me in the meeting? I could use your help." Quatre nodded, and led Usagi away from Relena, and headed towards the room.
They walked together silently, their hells clicking on the cold floor. "How was your day?" She looked at him, and tilted her head to the side, "Fine, I went swimming. I met a new person here to the school."
He nodded, "I hope you were never bored, I'm sorry I had to leave you alone so suddenly." She shook her head no, "iie, not at all. I had a grand time at the pool. We had water fights, but he won, several times. Maybe you and I can go swimming. And we can see whose the champion." "So who is she, or he?"
His brows furrowed together at the thought of it being another man, who had made her laugh, or touched her. "His name is Jadeite. He was in the war a few years back. He's really nice, and funny."
He frowned, "that's great." His voice held no happiness in it all, but it held a small amount of furry. 'He, a guy, made her happy. No.'
"Is something wrong Quatre?"
He shook his head, and looked down at her. She was staring at him, her eyes filled with such concern for his care. They stopped in front of her door, and he replied, "Yes I'm fine Usagi." He pulled away from her, and opened the door, "here, you go my lady." She grinned, and stepped into the room. She turned, and kissed his cheek softly, "Artigato kind sire. You have been very kind."
Quatre blushed, and touched his cheek. Usagi took the door, and stated, "I'll see you tomorrow then?" He nodded, and watched her shut the door.
A few seconds passed, and he asked, "Can I bring you breakfast in the morning?"
There was a shouted reply, "Hai, I'd love that Quatre kun! Artigato!"
He nodded, and turned around. He touched his cheek again, and shook his head. He liked the idea of calling her his lady. He quickly walked away, heading towards the meeting.
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Usagi walked out of the bathroom after a nice long bath. She towel dried her hair, and made her way across the room to the large king size bed.
She plopped down on the edge, and ran the towel through her hair one more final time, and the tossed it to the floor. it landed in a heap next to the bathroom door.
Swinging her legs onto the bed, she rolled onto her stomach, and reached down over the side of the bed. She pulled out the simple black laptop her Otosan had given her. She pulled it up, and shifted around to a sitting position. She set it down on her lap, and lifted the lid. She hit the power button, and waited as it started up.
Feeling overly warm, Usagi set the laptop to the side and climbed off the bed. She tugged at her shirt, feeling warmer than usual. The thin light shirt was long, and reached to her knees. The sleeves were torn off at the shoulders. She walked to the window, and slid it open.
The air brushed across her skin, and she smiled in satisfaction. She walked back to the bed, and plopped back down. She pulled the laptop onto her lap again, and saw the desktop. It was a picture of her Okaasan, Otosan, and her at the age of four, before her Okaasan had gotten sick.
She clicked on a folder, and typed in the password. It opened, and she scanned the other series of files. She hit search, and tapped her chin. She thought about the young man in her bedroom this morning. She bit her bottom lip, and typed in his name. With a shrug she hit enter.
A file popped up on the screen. She selected it, and a picture appeared. She frowned at the blonde hair brown eyes muscle bound man that had appeared. "Iie that's not him." She read the information on him though.
"So he died before mission Meteor, before the war with Oz took place. It also says that he had a bullet wound to the head, and found in the water near Base 36927." She tapped her chin again, and sat back leaning against the headboard.
She clicked out of the files not interested in it anymore. She sighed, and turned off the computer. She was curious about all the meetings, but didn't know how to go about finding answers. She wasn't a computer genius. She just proved that seconds before.
Her Otosan had the brains; he was a general of an army, a scientist, and a well-known Doctor.
Usagi placed the computer back where she had gotten it from, and laid down on the bed. She reached for the lamp, and turned it off. The room was plunged into darkness. The only light was the half moon glowing in from the window.
Usagi sighed, and rolled onto her back. She tugged the blankets out from under her, and climbed underneath them. She propped her pillows, and dropped her head on it. She moaned in pleasure. Her eyes drifted close, and sleep tugged at her once more.
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The crashing of the sea, blocked out the sounds of the world around her. High above her was the glorious Earth shining brightly as a star in its peak of light.
Towering over her, was the beautiful castle made of silver, shining like crystal. Large but graceful, it put the Earth's beauty to shame. All light colors, seemed to meld together as one splendid delicacy.
Emotions seemed to jumble together, and hit her all at once. A red rose in it's full bloom, brought out the sadness of the world, as each petal began to fall, and disappear into the mist that slithered into the clearing of the woods she stood in.
High above in the castle, a bright light flashed, as if trying to reach her, calling her to come. The urgency in the light, was so strong, it pulled her closer, and closer.
The mist began to lift, reaching to her knees, and the iciness of fear crept under her skin, and licked her bones. Just as quickly, the mist rose to her waist, and the intense heat of anger hit her in the face. She felt herself growing closer to the castle, as if it was so close, she could feel its presence just beyond the trees.
As the mist touched her breasts, she heard the roar of rage crackle in her ears, ordering her to stop, to not go any further than she had already gotten.
The mist rose passed her face, and she couldn't reach the castle anymore, as if her feet were frozen in place. Images swirled around in the mist, until she was trapped in a funnel. The petal sliced her flesh, as they touched her, and the light scorched her skin. The anger made her mind race in confusion, and the fear clutched her heart in a tight grip unwilling to let it go.
Laughter echoed through the distance. A deep throaty laughter of pure evil, and it wrapped itself around her. She struggled, wanting to break free. Tears burst from her eyes, as she fought for the surface of the cyclone around her.
The rage rung in her ears threatening to make her go insane, of the madness of it all, and she screamed.
It had been a long tiring day, and it still seemed to crawl by his eyes. He glanced out the shuttle's window once more, and heaved yet another sigh.
He ran a weary hand over his eyes that burned with the long hours awake at night. He was still plagued with the wars, even if they had happened a year ago. Even after peace had been brought between the colonies, and earth, inside him the war still raged.
Out the window, he could see the vast stars, and the brightest one, would soon be his new home. He sighed again, and reclined back in his seat. He shifted, wanting to be comfortable as possible, in the stiff chair.
A soft hum made him glance over, and the cockpits doors opened. He smirked, when his partner entered the room. She was one of those quiet type people. She minded her own business, until someone bothered her with her own. He had done it many times, and grew to like her anger. When she was mad, he could see sparks fly, and her eyes glower, with a glow of inner fire. Her usual soft sweet voice would be as cold and chilling as a glacier. She could easily get under your skin with one word.
She softly smiled at him, and took her seat on the other side, where the mainframe and hard drive was all contained. As she slid into her seat, she whispered softly, "She's finally asleep."
He nodded, and stifled a yawn. He rolled his head to the side, and could see earth growing closer. "The coordinate?"
Her voice soft as silk was also sweet as honey. She replied, "20 kilos west, and 30 kilos south of Earth."
"How much time..." His voice broke, and he yawned again. He blinked, and rubbed his sore eyes that blurred the object in front of him.
"4 hours, 45 minutes, and 13 seconds. Maybe you should rest, you haven't slept in four day." He shook his head, stubbornness getting the better of him. "No, I can make it till we land on Earth."
His partner sighed, and tucked a strand of short hair behind her ear. She sighed, and flipped several switches. "Maybe I should contact them now, and tell them when we will be landing?"
He shook his head, "No hurry." He draped an arm over his eyes, to block off the bright lights hanging overhead.
He heard his partner stand, and move across the threshold of the cockpit. He could hear the sliding of a glass door, and she opened something.
"Would you like something to drink?"
"Sure. Coffee if you would."
He could already hear her pouring it into a cup. Then the heels of her boots, clicked on the metal floor, and she stopped at his side. "Hungry?"
He removed his arm, and shook his head, "No this will do for now." He took the cup, and instantly sipped at it.
She seemed to loom over him, and it unnerved him greatly. He looked up at her, "It taste great, thanks." Still she didn't move her brows knitted together. Shrugging, he turned around in his seat, and finished off the hot liquid.
It felt good going down his sore throat, and he sighed. He looked out the window, and frowned. Something was amiss. He turned in his seat, and found her still where she had been for the past ten minutes. She stood there quietly, looking at him, with an odd expression.
There was something very wrong, and he was growing aware of it even more, when his vision doubled, and grew fussy, much like a TV screen and static.
He tried jumping to his feet, but his knees buckled, as if they were asleep, and he fell back down.
His arms fell to his sides, and the coffee mug slipped, and crashed to the floor at his feet. She finally moved, bending down in a crouched position, and picked up the large pieces.
He rolled his head to the side, and saw a small bottle on the counter near the coffee pot. His eyes blazed with anger. "What did you do?" He stared blindly down at her. Everything was going dark, and he feared he'd never wake up.
She looked up at him, "Don't worry, everything will be fine. You'll thank me when you wake."
He wanted to curse her, call her terrible names, but he words died on his lips. His eyes fluttered closed, open, and then closed again.
"You won't wake until we land."
He heard her words, and tried to call out for help, and struggle to free him self from the sleeping spell she had cast upon him.
This time his eyes never open.
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Usagi was seated in front of the nurse, who began to inspect her wounds. "Oh dear, how did this happen?" Usagi looked at Quatre, and stated calmly, "She got too closes to the rose is all." Usagi softly smiled at him, but still knew that it was a dreadful lie.
The nurse nodded, and stood. She walked to the small cabinet in the tiny room. Opening the door, and reached in, and pulled out a small med kit. She then turned, and took her seat in front of Usagi.
The she cleaned the wounds disinfect them, with alcohol. Using a cotton ball, on the small cuts, Usagi winced in pain each time the wet cotton touched her skin.
The nurse sympathetically smiled at her, "Almost done dear." Once done, she tossed the ball of cotton away, and reached into the med kit. She pulled out medical wrap. She unfolded a lone strand, and cut it off. She looked at Usagi, "Hold out your hand dear." She placed down a healing pad on her palm, and wrapped it tightly with the bandage tape.
"You need to keep this on for at least a week. I expect you to visit me in two day, and we will clean those cuts, and wrap it with a clean wrap." Usagi nodded, and stood with the nurse. She reached out with her right hand to shake hands. The nurse smiled, and took her uninjured hand, and shook it. "You're a better patient then most kids who come in here."
Usagi grinned, "Artigato miss..." not knowing the language, she replied, "Call me Lola." Usagi nodded, "Artigato Lola."
The nurse nodded, and watched Usagi bow, and join Quatre at the door. Usagi waved, and followed Quatre out of the room.
"Usagi!"
Usagi looked up, "Relena san?" Relena slid to a stop in front or her itoko, and pulled the blonde into a tight hug. "I was told you were hurt. Are you okay?"
Usagi pulled back, after hugging the older girl, "Hai I'm fine. Lola dressed my wounds." She held up her hand for Relena to see. "What happened?"
Usagi shrugged, "I tried picking roses is all. Nothing too serious." Even as the words left her mouth, she dreaded them. There had been something terribly wrong, and it wasn't nothing.
Relena reluctantly nodded, and stated, "I think you should get some rest Usagi. Or would you like to spend the day with me in meetings?"
Usagi furrowed her brows in distaste. "I didn't think so. Quatre Kun, would you be a gentle men, and escort Usagi to my room."
"Your room again? Why don't I get my own room?" Relena shook her head, "Iie, we'll have a sleep over, and have a girl talk later when I come to bed how about that?" Usagi grinned, "Oh ya!! That sounds great!" She kissed Relena's cheek, and slipped her hand in the crook of Quatre's elbow, and said, "Lead the way Quatre."
Relena waved, "Afterwards Quatre, join with me in the meeting? I could use your help." Quatre nodded, and led Usagi away from Relena, and headed towards the room.
They walked together silently, their hells clicking on the cold floor. "How was your day?" She looked at him, and tilted her head to the side, "Fine, I went swimming. I met a new person here to the school."
He nodded, "I hope you were never bored, I'm sorry I had to leave you alone so suddenly." She shook her head no, "iie, not at all. I had a grand time at the pool. We had water fights, but he won, several times. Maybe you and I can go swimming. And we can see whose the champion." "So who is she, or he?"
His brows furrowed together at the thought of it being another man, who had made her laugh, or touched her. "His name is Jadeite. He was in the war a few years back. He's really nice, and funny."
He frowned, "that's great." His voice held no happiness in it all, but it held a small amount of furry. 'He, a guy, made her happy. No.'
"Is something wrong Quatre?"
He shook his head, and looked down at her. She was staring at him, her eyes filled with such concern for his care. They stopped in front of her door, and he replied, "Yes I'm fine Usagi." He pulled away from her, and opened the door, "here, you go my lady." She grinned, and stepped into the room. She turned, and kissed his cheek softly, "Artigato kind sire. You have been very kind."
Quatre blushed, and touched his cheek. Usagi took the door, and stated, "I'll see you tomorrow then?" He nodded, and watched her shut the door.
A few seconds passed, and he asked, "Can I bring you breakfast in the morning?"
There was a shouted reply, "Hai, I'd love that Quatre kun! Artigato!"
He nodded, and turned around. He touched his cheek again, and shook his head. He liked the idea of calling her his lady. He quickly walked away, heading towards the meeting.
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Usagi walked out of the bathroom after a nice long bath. She towel dried her hair, and made her way across the room to the large king size bed.
She plopped down on the edge, and ran the towel through her hair one more final time, and the tossed it to the floor. it landed in a heap next to the bathroom door.
Swinging her legs onto the bed, she rolled onto her stomach, and reached down over the side of the bed. She pulled out the simple black laptop her Otosan had given her. She pulled it up, and shifted around to a sitting position. She set it down on her lap, and lifted the lid. She hit the power button, and waited as it started up.
Feeling overly warm, Usagi set the laptop to the side and climbed off the bed. She tugged at her shirt, feeling warmer than usual. The thin light shirt was long, and reached to her knees. The sleeves were torn off at the shoulders. She walked to the window, and slid it open.
The air brushed across her skin, and she smiled in satisfaction. She walked back to the bed, and plopped back down. She pulled the laptop onto her lap again, and saw the desktop. It was a picture of her Okaasan, Otosan, and her at the age of four, before her Okaasan had gotten sick.
She clicked on a folder, and typed in the password. It opened, and she scanned the other series of files. She hit search, and tapped her chin. She thought about the young man in her bedroom this morning. She bit her bottom lip, and typed in his name. With a shrug she hit enter.
A file popped up on the screen. She selected it, and a picture appeared. She frowned at the blonde hair brown eyes muscle bound man that had appeared. "Iie that's not him." She read the information on him though.
"So he died before mission Meteor, before the war with Oz took place. It also says that he had a bullet wound to the head, and found in the water near Base 36927." She tapped her chin again, and sat back leaning against the headboard.
She clicked out of the files not interested in it anymore. She sighed, and turned off the computer. She was curious about all the meetings, but didn't know how to go about finding answers. She wasn't a computer genius. She just proved that seconds before.
Her Otosan had the brains; he was a general of an army, a scientist, and a well-known Doctor.
Usagi placed the computer back where she had gotten it from, and laid down on the bed. She reached for the lamp, and turned it off. The room was plunged into darkness. The only light was the half moon glowing in from the window.
Usagi sighed, and rolled onto her back. She tugged the blankets out from under her, and climbed underneath them. She propped her pillows, and dropped her head on it. She moaned in pleasure. Her eyes drifted close, and sleep tugged at her once more.
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The crashing of the sea, blocked out the sounds of the world around her. High above her was the glorious Earth shining brightly as a star in its peak of light.
Towering over her, was the beautiful castle made of silver, shining like crystal. Large but graceful, it put the Earth's beauty to shame. All light colors, seemed to meld together as one splendid delicacy.
Emotions seemed to jumble together, and hit her all at once. A red rose in it's full bloom, brought out the sadness of the world, as each petal began to fall, and disappear into the mist that slithered into the clearing of the woods she stood in.
High above in the castle, a bright light flashed, as if trying to reach her, calling her to come. The urgency in the light, was so strong, it pulled her closer, and closer.
The mist began to lift, reaching to her knees, and the iciness of fear crept under her skin, and licked her bones. Just as quickly, the mist rose to her waist, and the intense heat of anger hit her in the face. She felt herself growing closer to the castle, as if it was so close, she could feel its presence just beyond the trees.
As the mist touched her breasts, she heard the roar of rage crackle in her ears, ordering her to stop, to not go any further than she had already gotten.
The mist rose passed her face, and she couldn't reach the castle anymore, as if her feet were frozen in place. Images swirled around in the mist, until she was trapped in a funnel. The petal sliced her flesh, as they touched her, and the light scorched her skin. The anger made her mind race in confusion, and the fear clutched her heart in a tight grip unwilling to let it go.
Laughter echoed through the distance. A deep throaty laughter of pure evil, and it wrapped itself around her. She struggled, wanting to break free. Tears burst from her eyes, as she fought for the surface of the cyclone around her.
The rage rung in her ears threatening to make her go insane, of the madness of it all, and she screamed.