Hi guys! *gets down on knees * Please, please forgive me for not getting this out sooner! I couldn't think of anything and when I finally did it took me forever to figure out how to write it. If you want me to write faster PLEASE give me ideas on what should happen next in each chapter! Also, I need help in deciding how Usagi should come to talk again, so tell me what you think, it might get used! I hope to have the next chapter out soon, so bye!
Disclaimer: Don't own, never will.
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Dammit! Where am I?!
Hiiro Yui, the Perfect Soldier, was lost. See Hiiro, this is what happens when you get distracted. This is why you DON'T get distracted. Since you don't get distracted, how in the nine hells did you get distracted!?
Oh, he knew exactly how this happened. He had seen that girl in the corner and had been attracted, he wasn't sure by what, but that something he had seen had made him think of her as something other than a potential stalker. Shit, Relena's got me paranoid. Turning yet another of the damned hallways that were so prominent in Quatre's homes, Hiiro consigned the person who had designed this place to hell. These twists and turns that kept popping up where evil in its purest form. Giving up on finding the way on his own, and sacrificing his dignity as well, Hiiro began to look around for someone that he could ask for directions. Looking down adjacent hallways as he passed, he finally spotted someone. A maids uniform was visible, so Hiiro quickly walked towards her, hoping that she would know how to get to the music room.
"Which way is it to the music room?" Gasping, the maid spun around in surprise. "Goodness Sir! You startled me! What are you doing in these halls looking for the music room? It's on the other side of the house! Well, I'll show you the way, it is so very complicated to figure out where you're going in this house isn't it?I get lost all the time myself, and I work here! I've always thought. . ." Continuing with her chattering, the woman began to walk quickly down the halls, talking about every topic possible. Hiiro followed in stoic silence, praying that she would shut up soon. She talks more than Duo! And I though that was impossible!
Finally reaching a large set of doors she stopped and looked at him expectantly. "Well Sir, here we are! Now I'll just leave you here and if you need anything else you just tell me, okay? I'm off!" Turning around, she shot off down the hall, singing as she went.
"Thank you God! She's gone!" Opening the doors, Hiiro entered the music room.
To find it empty.
Well, not quite empty. That silent girl was still there, sitting in a large chair, holding the stuffed rabbit that he had seen earlier. She looked at him as he came in, and then she seemed to loose interest, looking back out the window beside her. This was just fine with Hiiro, and he found a large chair that he liked and sat down. The fact that because of the positioning of the chairs she could not see him, even though he could see her, was beside the point. Settling down to wait for the other ex-pilots, Hiiro observed this strange example of beauty. Hmm, silver hair is certainly different, I wonder how she does that? And the blue-black eyes definitely add contrast. Whoever her parents are they must have had some killer genes. Still continuing along this line of thought he waited for the others to arrive.
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Creak. Rustle. Giggle. It was easy to tell who the second person to arrive was. Hiiro brought himself out of his reverie in anticipation of what was coming next. He wasn't a moment to soon.
"HIIRO! What are you doing my man! All quiet in here! I'll just bet you were waiting for me to come and lighten up the mood, huh? Well, what do you say we lay an ambush for the others as they come in, huh? And then we can . . ." Hiiro began to block out the ceaseless chatter. Duo was in one of his moods,[when wasn't he?] and was out to cause mischief to any and all. Hoping that if he was quiet long enough the other young man would go away, Hiiro settled back into his 'I don't give a damn an you can't make me' mode and hoped that the others would arrive before he cracked and went after Duo with the gun again. Trying to kill a person was not the way to make a good impression on a girl, in fact it might . . .
Wait a damned minute! When did I start to care what a person thought of me? Mulling over it, he was easily able to ignore Duo as he thought over this crucial matter. Well, I *was * told to follow my emotions, and things seem to go pretty well when I do, so I'll give it a try. (besides, he * was * a teenage male) Having decided that it was alright to let himself be interested in a female of the species, Hiiro began to plan on what he would do about this interesting development, still ignoring the hyper Duo.