Bunny Moon Chapter 2: Pack Up All Your Sorrows, a gundam wing/sailor moon fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, or "Thankyou." I am borrowing them for entertainment purposes only; no money is being made from the writing or reading of this story.

Bunny Moon

::Chapter 2 – Pack Up All Your Sorrows::

And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall

It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Bunny burst through the front doors of the palatial mansion, breathing hard, gasping for air. She leaned against a pillar in the foyer for a moment, closing her eyes and letting her breathing return to a normal rate. When she at last opened her eyes, she found herself looking a boy her age with platinum blond hair and hypnotic blue eyes.

"Are you the new maid?" he asked, studying her.

"Yes." She bowed. "My name is Bunny Moon," she introduced herself.

"I'm Quatre Raberba Winner," he replied.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Winner," she said. "I'm very sorry for my lateness, but I had some things to take care of at home."

"No apologies needed. Next time, just phone and I'll send someone to pick you up. It's faster," he told her.

"I don't have a phone," she said softly, her head drooping towards the floor, the golden streamers of hair falling from her buns seeming to droop as well.

"Oh," he said, biting his lip and blushing a bit in embarrassment. "Well, in that case, just try your best to be on time. And if you're not, I don't care very much. I know that you must lead a busy life and can't devote all of your time to a single thing like being a maid."

"Thank you very much, Lord Winner," she said. "Your understanding means a great deal to me. I appreciate it. Now, where should I start?" she asked.

"Let me find Rashid. He'll be able to explain everything to you," Quatre said, and disappeared. Moments later, a fierce-looking man with dark features came to Bunny and gave her a grand tour of the house and told her the routine. By the time they were finished, Bunny's planned shift had ended.

She started walking out the door when Quatre stopped her.

"Miss Moon, please wait a moment!" he called after her and blocked her path. "Let me give you a ride home," he offered.

"Thank you, Lord Winner," she said, her crystalline eyes more expressive of her thanks than her words.

"Think nothing of it," he smiled, and a car drove up. He opened the door for her and climbed in after her. "Oh, and Miss Moon, you don't have to call me Lord Winner. Just Quatre will be fine."

"Alright, Mr. Quatre," she answered with a nod as they drove into town and she gave the driver directions to the crumbling apartment building.

They arrived and Quatre escorted her to her apartment, leaving no room for her to argue. She felt deeply ashamed that her new boss, young as he was, had to see the conditions she lived in, with paint peeling off the walls, wallpaper fading, and carpets dirtied beyond the point of cleaning, stained with disgusting, unknown substances.

They walked up the wobbly flights of stairs to the third floor, where they came upon two men and a woman dressed in black business suits and wearing sunglasses despite the evening darkness.

"What's going on here?" Bunny demanded, marching up to the trio, followed by Quatre.

"Miss Bunny Moon?" the woman questioned, cradling Chibiusa.

"Yes. What are you doing with my little sister and Chibiusa? Let them go!" she ordered.

"I'm afraid we can't do that, Miss Moon," said one of the men restraining a protesting, biting, kicking Hotaru. "We're from family services, and we are putting these two minors in foster homes because you are unfit to take care of them."

"Big sister is perfectly fit to take care of us, you bastard!" Hotaru shrieked, her foot connecting with one of the men's shins.

"Little sister, watch your mouth!" scolded Bunny before turning back to the woman. "Will they be well-taken care of?" she asked.

"Yes, very well," the woman nodded, and from the warmth in her face, Bunny knew she wasn't lying.

"You're just accepting this, Bunny?" Hotaru exclaimed in disbelief, gaping at her. "You're giving up? You promised everything would be okay! You said we'd be together and everything would be okay! You lied to me! What about Chibiusa? What about me? What about your little sister!" she screamed, sobbing.

"Little sister," Bunny whispered, wrapping her arms around the quivering girl whom the two men had released. "Everything will be okay. A nice family will give you a better home than I can, and Chibiusa, too. And we will be together, in our hearts. Keep me in your heart, little sister, and you will never be alone. And keep hope in your heart, too, and everything will be okay."

"Big sister," Hotaru cried into her shoulder. "I promise I won't let Chibiusa forget you. I swear I won't."

"Thank you, little sister. I love you, very much," she said, holding the smaller girl away from her.

"I love you, too, big sister," Hotaru sniffled, her eyes still shining with tears. "Goodbye."

"Goodbye," Bunny whispered, urging herself not to cry. She tried to be strong as the woman let her hold Chibiusa for a final time. She rocked the toddler in her arms.

"My beautiful, beautiful Chibiusa," she murmured. "How much I love you. I know you won't forget me. Little sister won't let you. Remember to always be happy. Goodbye, Chibiusa."

"Bye-bye, Mama!" Chibiusa squealed, giving her mother a sloppy baby kiss on the cheek before Bunny handed her back to the sunglasses-clad woman.

One man held onto Hotaru again while the other gathered the bags containing the two girls' belongings. Then they and the woman left and Bunny fell to her knees, holding her face in her hands, sobbing for all she was worth. Quatre immediately knelt beside her and hugged her in wordless comfort. They stayed like that for more than an hour, Bunny crying and Quatre doing his best to be her pillar of strength.