*One Headlight*
AnimeCat: I finally got my hands on Trowa's episode Zero. Ashiko-chan sent me it like a million times but silly little blonde me lost it every time…Koz sent it to me this time and I managed to put it on my favorites…thanks! Oh yeah, since the manga was just that, a manga, I have no idea what color eyes Midii had…lets just say they were green.
Another non-yaoi, this time I think I like this one a lot more. Dunno…just cuter ^_^
@-------
{So long ago I don't remember when}
AC 205
Staring at the note held in his hand, Trowa felt his breath catch in his chest. Painfully, he drew in another breath.
A letter from Midii's family.
She'd…died…
"No," He managed, "no."
His fingers tightened, crumpling the note. Two silver streaks made their way down his face and stained the paper. How can she be dead? She...she… can't be… I never got to say I'm sorry…
{That's when they say I lost my only friend}
*
AC 201
"Hey!" Someone called after him, breaking through the crowd. Trowa looked over his shoulder, looking for the speaker. "Nanashi!!"
That broke the ice. Trowa froze in his steps and looked around wildly. Who the--? Someone leaped on him, knocking the breath from his lungs and sending them both crashing to the ground. Furious, he opened his eyes and swore…something he didn't usually do, but usually he didn't find himself sprawled out on a sidewalk with someone laying on him.
"Watch your mouth, Nanashi." The girl teased. Trowa's scowl vanished as he recognized the girls' features. His jaw gaped open. Those eyes!! He knew those eyes!!
The girl grinned. "What's wrong, don't remember me?" She continued. "I remember you,"
"Midii…" He stammered. She smiled wide, showing all her teeth and her eyes lighting up.
"You remember me!" She said joyously, her voice soft. She rolled off of him, and pulled him to his feet. He just kept staring at her in disbelief.
"How--?" He finally said. She grinned again. Trowa marveled at the simple act. Those years ago…what she'd done…during the short time he'd known her, he'd never seen her smile, not once. There was no reason to, of course…but her constant attitude during that time denied him even the slightest thought of what her smile might look like.
"You walked right past me and didn't recognize me at all!! But I knew it was you!!"
His forehead furrowed. "I suppose you don't remember what you did, then…because I don't think you'd be so happy to see me."
*
{Well, they said she died easy of a broken heart disease}
AC 205
"I didn't mean that…" He said softly, staring at the seat in front of him. Catherine was stroking his arm in comfort.
"What's that, Trowa?" She asked, looking back at him.
He glanced around the inside of the car before answering. Midii's family had still invited him to her funeral, after everything…
"Thank you for coming with me, Cathy…but it wasn't necessary." He said, forcing every word. Catherine nodded.
"It wasn't necessary but it's something a big sister does. I'm here for you, Trowa." She said strongly.
Trowa took a deep breath, fighting the tears that wanted to flow. It was more than a struggle, it was an all out war, and taking all of the willpower he possessed.
{As I listened through the cemetery trees}
*
AC 201
Her face clouded, her eyes loosing the glint of happiness she had. Trowa's gaze intensified on her, not yielding even though she was in obvious emotional pain.
"No," She said, her voice cracking, "I remember like it was yesterday." She brought her clutched hands to her chest and shut her eyes. "I still know what I did…but seeing you again," She looked back at him through her wavy pale blond hair, "I don't know…for a moment I think I did forget."
Trowa's harsh expression softened. He said nothing more. They both stood there amongst the crowds, people pushed past them and yet they stood unmoving like statues. Finally Midii took a deep breath and spoke again.
"Nanashi?" She asked softly. "Won't you even speak to me?"
Trowa swallowed hard. "I have a name now, Midii." He said shortly. "It's Trowa Barton."
She now smiled again, faintly. "Trowa? That's a very good name…I like it. Do you have anything else? Friends, family maybe? A girlfriend?"
"Yes…" Trowa nodded. "Friends, family….a sister, her name is Catherine…girlfriend-- no."
"You found family?" Her smile grew again. "I'm so happy for you."
Trowa blinked. "Thank you, Midii." He said softly. The dead silence fell again. Finally Midii took a step back, her hands trembling.
"It was great seeing you again, er…Trowa." She said dejectedly. She turned around and took a slow step away.
*
{I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn}
AC 205
It didn't rain, as Trowa expected it to. In fact, no one could ask for a better day. Trowa stared up into the bright sky blankly.
I want…
The sunshine hurt his eyes a little, but he squinted and kept staring into the endless see of blue. No clouds, not one. No birds, nothing. Just infinite blue clear as glass.
To be…
"I guess no one could ask for a better day to be buried." Trowa said coldly. "This day," He stopped and exhaled, realizing he hadn't taken a breath for a while, "this day is just like…" And he found himself unable to continue.
Beside you…(1)
{The long broken arm of human law}
*
AC 205
As he watched her walk, a slow gnawing pain started in his chest. Why?? Why did I treat her like that? It was so long ago!! She was never a bad person, she did that for her family!
"Midii, wait!" He shouted out. Midii stopped walking and slowly turned around.
"What is it?" She asked so quietly he strained to hear it. Her eyes bore the pain they had that day eleven years ago.
Apparently she still felt the same…
Trowa couldn't find words. What could he possibly say anyway?! That look in her eyes, eyes of one who has lost innocence…her eyes were the reason he hadn't killed her on that day. Empyreal green, impossibly human but Midii was far from any angel.
The soldiers who died because of that damn transmitter she wore! It was partially him, why hadn't he asked? Why hadn't he suspected that little device was a transmitter? When he thought about it now, he mentally tortured himself for his stupidity.
But even after it all he was still blaming her. Cursing her. Why? Because she wanted her family to survive? Why was he dwelling on something that really shouldn't matter to a soldier??
Because I'm not anymore…
"You don't have…" He broke off, feeling the hollow that he'd felt that day return. But he fought it. "You don't have to go…" He resumed.
Stay with me this time…
"Nanashi…." She said gently, "you know….how I…"
Trowa nodded. "I know…don't say it, Midii."
Midii nodded, biting her lip…tears filling her eyes…those intangible eyes, like a sea in a storm.
*
AC 201, 3 months later
{Now it always seemed such a waste}
"Looks like rain…" Trowa commented, shielding his eyes and staring into the sky. Midii did the same.
"Yeah…" She agreed, then, as if someone had twisted the handle of a faucet, the rain hit them dead on, soaking through their skin instantaneously. "Well," She said sadly, "there goes the afternoon!"
Damn, Trowa thought angrily. Week old plans gone in a moment!! But when he looked to her, she was smiling, face lifted to the skies as the rain pounded her and flattened her dress to her body.
"Midii?" He asked. "What are you doing?"
"I love the rain…" She said softly, extending her arms out and twirling once.
"Why?" Trowa still puzzled.
"I love things simple like this!! Don't you?" She looked at him, head tilted slightly to the side.
"Well, yeah…I like the rain and all that…don't think I've ever danced in it…" He said uncertainly. She stepped up to him and took his hands in hers.
"Then dance with me now…" She tempted. He smiled. "Come on, Little Nanashi…" She teased him, "is it everyday you get to dance with a pretty girl in the rain?"
"What's so great about the rain?" Trowa asked again. She groaned, grinning. She took a step back and twirled again. She stopped and looked even more excited about the rain than before.
"Everything!" She whispered, her voice rich with happiness. "It's a piece of the sky! It's heaven and earth…" She rambled for a moment.
"What do you mean, 'heaven and earth'?"
"A part of heaven coming down to greet the earth! Trowa, I guess it's the closest I'll ever get to the real heaven…" She continued.
"Midii…." He tried to say, but she wasn't listening. She was smiling up at the sky. She brought her eyes back down and locked with his own.
"This is my heaven," Midii sighed contentedly, "being here….in the rain on this great day…"
With you…
He sighed, exaggerating the sound. "All right, all right…I'll dance with you…"
Her face lit up, but she said nothing. She twirled again, tripped and landed in Trowa's arms.
Of course, this was no accident.
*
AC 201, Christmas Eve
{She always had a pretty face}
"You're quiet tonight." Midii said, sitting down next to him on her couch. She rested her head on his shoulder. "It's Christmas Eve…shouldn't you be smiling?"
Trowa sighed. "Granted, Midii, this is probably the best Christmas I've had in a long time…just reminds me of other times…"
"That makes me feel good," Midii smiled, "What kind of times? Tell me…" She urged softly.
There was a moment of quiet. She didn't urge him again, sensing he would tell her. His eyes darted from the well-lit tree to the wreaths and the like donned all over the walls. She kept her head on his shoulder and shut her eyes. Somewhere in the distance they could hear someone playing Silent Night.
"Remember the Eve Wars?"
Midii nodded, opening her eyes and looking up at him. The small Nanashi from her past now towered over her as Trowa Barton. "Of course I do."
"That's what it reminds me of."
"Oh." She said in a small voice. "Why? Nothing really became of it…nothing nearly as damaging as the Oz and Romafellar wars…"
Midii caught the small tremor that went through his body. "Trowa?" She asked, somewhat frightened. "Trowa, what's wrong?"
He breathed deep. I can tell her, can't I? It's not that big of a secret, not at all. He looked into her eyes again…the eyes that always rendered him weak.
"Did you…fight in these wars?" She asked as quietly as possible.
"Yes." He admitted after a moment, though the silence had already given her an answer. "I fought for the colonies."
Midii knew something deep inside, another answer given by the silence. "You were a Gundam pilot, weren't you?" She asked flatly. No response, then Trowa nodded slowly.
Midii surprised him immensely by gripping his hand tightly. He looked at her again, and she was smiling. "That's Nanashi, alright…" She whispered. "If you're going to be a soldier you might as well be one of the best, ne?"
She took his face in her hands and brought it to her own, brushing her lips on his. "I love you so much," She whispered breathlessly onto his cheek. "I always have…"
"Midii-"
"Shh…"
She kissed him again, this time he could taste the saline on her lips from her tears.
{I wondered how she hung around this place}
@-------
AnimeCat: My first intention was to post this as a whole…but considering the way I'm breaking the song up I'm only to the end of the first verse. This chapter is only a test, see if I get reviews then I'll continue it. So….reviews? Please?
- If you've seen his episode zero you'll know this line. "I want to be beside you" is something that Midii is thinking when she and Trowa part in 190.
Ja!!!