Disclaimer: I definitely do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. If I did, Heero would be mine! *grin*
Author's Notes: Hey minna-chan! I just want to say thank you soooooooooooo much for all those reviews and suggestions! I'm glad you're enjoying the fan fic so far because I'll tell you this much, I'm having a blast writing it! *smiles* And to all those who asked, yes yes, it *is* an Usagi/Heero fic (I wouldn't dream of writing GW/SM fan fic without the two of them together). The story will take a few interesting twists and what not, and I'm *very* interested to see what you guys will think of it! Again, *big smiles* keep the reviews coming! :)
Author's Other Note (cos' I'm full of them): I'm *still* stuck for a title, so I'm sticking to naming the chapter's only. I'll get around to naming it eventually. As the plot evolves, maybe a title will fall into my head. *grin* And now, on with the story! *audience cheers*
Chapter 2: The Thawing
For the life of him, Heero could not imagine why he picked the girl up so carefully and then brought her back to his apartment. It would not do for OZ to find her. Somehow, she seemed familiar, even though his rational mind told him they were complete strangers. The girl now lay in his bed, sound asleep. He had managed to clean most of her cuts and bandaged her up. Whoever had hurt her had done a thorough job of it. Most people would have been dead with the number of injuries she had, but he was shocked to see that some of those wounds had begun healing already. There was something definitely peculiar about this girl. He had put one of his T-shirts over the remains of her tattered outfit, and without knowing had tucked her in with an expression on his face that would have shocked his co-pilots. He left the door open so he could keep an eye on her while he attempted to get some rest. Unconsciously, his gaze returned to the sleeping figure on his bed. Assured by the rise and fall of the covers that she was all right, Heero fell into an exhausted sleep.
A scream tore Heero out of his dreams. They were unnerving but at the moment, he had no chance to analyze them. He quickly dashed to his bedroom, where the girl was tossing and turning. Tears fell down her face as she cried out various names in succession. One in particular caught at his heart. "Mamo-chan, how could you betray me?" She thrashed around in the bed, trying to escape her invisible assailants. He felt her anguish and her pain as if it was his own. He gently captured her arms and held her tight against him, whispering soothing noises to calm her down. She struggled initially but then calmed down eventually. She settled her head on his chest and wrapped her arms trustingly around his waist. Heero made an inaudible protest though he made no move to get away. Human contact. This was something he was not used to, although that annoying Relena kept trying to hug him. It was uncomfortable for the first few moments, but he found he rather enjoyed it. Then, she whispered sleepily, "I knew you'd find me again…" before falling back asleep.
Heero was confused by the words she uttered before falling back asleep. A part of him was tempted to wake her up to find out exactly what she meant by it. Another part of him, a part long forgotten, cared enough about her present state to know that she needed the rest in order to heal. But still, those cryptic words kept running around like a mantra in his head. It was entirely possible that the girl was referring to one of the people she had dreamed about. Somehow, he knew differently.
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It would be evil to end here, ne? *grin*
But since I got so many nice reviews, here's more! :)
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It was almost 7 o'clock in the evening the next day. His stomach grumbled loudly in protest at not having been fed in almost 24 hours. He clenched his jaw in annoyance. He was the perfect soldier for God's sake. What business did eating have to do with anything? He supposed that not sleeping very well the past day could have something to do with his current irrational state. The logical part of his brain argued that food would have restorative qualities and enable him to become a better soldier. There was a tiny lift on the corner of his mouth that would have astonished the rest of his friends. After a brief glance into the bedroom to assure himself of her well-being, Heero walked quietly into his kitchen and set about preparing a simple meal. As he began cooking, he was amazed that he had not received a mission for the day, and silently cursed himself for jinxing it. The smells of the stir-fry began rising from out of the kitchen and into the rest of the apartment. So intent was he on his cooking that he failed to notice a weary figure leaning heavily against the doorway to the kitchen. All of a sudden, he heard somebody inhale deeply, and let out a sigh of absolute heaven. Startled out of concentration, he dropped the spatula as he whipped around to see the girl standing right in front of him.
"Gomen nasai. I didn't mean to scare you." Her voice was still slightly hoarse although she did sound a lot better. "Your cooking woke me up."
"Nani?" He was confused. He was sure he had kept it pretty quiet, although he supposed that the vegetables that were currently frying made a bit of a noise.
She laughed softly. "Iie. I meant that the food smelled good, so I woke up. Even in a different time, I am the same." She remarked cryptically as his eyes widened at her strange comment. "I'll explain after you feed me?" She asked hopefully. He couldn't help it. He chuckled. It sounded weird, unused almost, even to his ears.
She shifted her weight away from the wall, and tried to stand on her own. Unfortunately, she was still weakened from her injuries, making her lose her balance. She would've most certainly toppled on her face if it weren't for Heero catching her. He held her up and looked at her almost tenderly, although he wasn't aware of it himself. Her keen eyes caught it and blushed shyly.
"Here, let me help you to the couch."
He supported most of her weight as they made their way. She fell on it rather heavily.
"I think my legs forgot how to stand." She said, slightly embarrassed.
"How did you make it to the kitchen then?" He asked, perplexed.
"I had motivation." She grinned.
Heero laughed again. "I am Yuy Heero."
"I am Tsukino Usagi."
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Well minna-chan, what do you think?? The story's going to take off in a strange new direction after this. I don't want to give anything away but let's just say another crossover may take place! However, the focus is *still* on Usagi and Heero! (Like I'd have it any other way *grin*) Keep those reviews coming! It motivates me to a) procrastinate, and b) WRITE! :)
Author's Notes: Hey minna-chan! I just want to say thank you soooooooooooo much for all those reviews and suggestions! I'm glad you're enjoying the fan fic so far because I'll tell you this much, I'm having a blast writing it! *smiles* And to all those who asked, yes yes, it *is* an Usagi/Heero fic (I wouldn't dream of writing GW/SM fan fic without the two of them together). The story will take a few interesting twists and what not, and I'm *very* interested to see what you guys will think of it! Again, *big smiles* keep the reviews coming! :)
Author's Other Note (cos' I'm full of them): I'm *still* stuck for a title, so I'm sticking to naming the chapter's only. I'll get around to naming it eventually. As the plot evolves, maybe a title will fall into my head. *grin* And now, on with the story! *audience cheers*
Chapter 2: The Thawing
For the life of him, Heero could not imagine why he picked the girl up so carefully and then brought her back to his apartment. It would not do for OZ to find her. Somehow, she seemed familiar, even though his rational mind told him they were complete strangers. The girl now lay in his bed, sound asleep. He had managed to clean most of her cuts and bandaged her up. Whoever had hurt her had done a thorough job of it. Most people would have been dead with the number of injuries she had, but he was shocked to see that some of those wounds had begun healing already. There was something definitely peculiar about this girl. He had put one of his T-shirts over the remains of her tattered outfit, and without knowing had tucked her in with an expression on his face that would have shocked his co-pilots. He left the door open so he could keep an eye on her while he attempted to get some rest. Unconsciously, his gaze returned to the sleeping figure on his bed. Assured by the rise and fall of the covers that she was all right, Heero fell into an exhausted sleep.
A scream tore Heero out of his dreams. They were unnerving but at the moment, he had no chance to analyze them. He quickly dashed to his bedroom, where the girl was tossing and turning. Tears fell down her face as she cried out various names in succession. One in particular caught at his heart. "Mamo-chan, how could you betray me?" She thrashed around in the bed, trying to escape her invisible assailants. He felt her anguish and her pain as if it was his own. He gently captured her arms and held her tight against him, whispering soothing noises to calm her down. She struggled initially but then calmed down eventually. She settled her head on his chest and wrapped her arms trustingly around his waist. Heero made an inaudible protest though he made no move to get away. Human contact. This was something he was not used to, although that annoying Relena kept trying to hug him. It was uncomfortable for the first few moments, but he found he rather enjoyed it. Then, she whispered sleepily, "I knew you'd find me again…" before falling back asleep.
Heero was confused by the words she uttered before falling back asleep. A part of him was tempted to wake her up to find out exactly what she meant by it. Another part of him, a part long forgotten, cared enough about her present state to know that she needed the rest in order to heal. But still, those cryptic words kept running around like a mantra in his head. It was entirely possible that the girl was referring to one of the people she had dreamed about. Somehow, he knew differently.
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It would be evil to end here, ne? *grin*
But since I got so many nice reviews, here's more! :)
*********************************************************************
It was almost 7 o'clock in the evening the next day. His stomach grumbled loudly in protest at not having been fed in almost 24 hours. He clenched his jaw in annoyance. He was the perfect soldier for God's sake. What business did eating have to do with anything? He supposed that not sleeping very well the past day could have something to do with his current irrational state. The logical part of his brain argued that food would have restorative qualities and enable him to become a better soldier. There was a tiny lift on the corner of his mouth that would have astonished the rest of his friends. After a brief glance into the bedroom to assure himself of her well-being, Heero walked quietly into his kitchen and set about preparing a simple meal. As he began cooking, he was amazed that he had not received a mission for the day, and silently cursed himself for jinxing it. The smells of the stir-fry began rising from out of the kitchen and into the rest of the apartment. So intent was he on his cooking that he failed to notice a weary figure leaning heavily against the doorway to the kitchen. All of a sudden, he heard somebody inhale deeply, and let out a sigh of absolute heaven. Startled out of concentration, he dropped the spatula as he whipped around to see the girl standing right in front of him.
"Gomen nasai. I didn't mean to scare you." Her voice was still slightly hoarse although she did sound a lot better. "Your cooking woke me up."
"Nani?" He was confused. He was sure he had kept it pretty quiet, although he supposed that the vegetables that were currently frying made a bit of a noise.
She laughed softly. "Iie. I meant that the food smelled good, so I woke up. Even in a different time, I am the same." She remarked cryptically as his eyes widened at her strange comment. "I'll explain after you feed me?" She asked hopefully. He couldn't help it. He chuckled. It sounded weird, unused almost, even to his ears.
She shifted her weight away from the wall, and tried to stand on her own. Unfortunately, she was still weakened from her injuries, making her lose her balance. She would've most certainly toppled on her face if it weren't for Heero catching her. He held her up and looked at her almost tenderly, although he wasn't aware of it himself. Her keen eyes caught it and blushed shyly.
"Here, let me help you to the couch."
He supported most of her weight as they made their way. She fell on it rather heavily.
"I think my legs forgot how to stand." She said, slightly embarrassed.
"How did you make it to the kitchen then?" He asked, perplexed.
"I had motivation." She grinned.
Heero laughed again. "I am Yuy Heero."
"I am Tsukino Usagi."
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Well minna-chan, what do you think?? The story's going to take off in a strange new direction after this. I don't want to give anything away but let's just say another crossover may take place! However, the focus is *still* on Usagi and Heero! (Like I'd have it any other way *grin*) Keep those reviews coming! It motivates me to a) procrastinate, and b) WRITE! :)