More mush. gomen if the chapters were too short. but those were the best cuts I could make.
anyway, This one's extra long...and extra dramatic. but more drama will come soon...*sigh*
DISCLAIMER: Don't own nothing except my own crazy self....oh yeah, i own Mizu.
"Heero! You're soaking wet! Where's Mizu-san?" Quatre opens the door for Heero, who trudged right
inside, not bothering to let himself drip off first.
"I...don't know," he replied under his breath.
"What do you mean, you don't know?!"
Quatre made such a racket that the other boys went to see what was happening.
A towel was draped over Heero's shoulders when the others arrived. "What happened?" Duo asked.
"Mizu's gone," Quatre explained.
"What? So soon? I need to ask her about me in her world first!"
"Duo, this is not a laughing matter," Quatre scolded.
"You're always mad at me! Just because I'm the most popular..." Yes, the ego's still there...
*sigh*
Ignoring Duo, Quatre patted Heero's back comfortingly. "We'll find her. Ne, Heero?"
"She said not to look for her,"
"Don't tell me you're giving up on her just like that," Wufei exclaims. "It's dishonorable to do
such a thing!"
Apparently, the boys are desperate for a replacement for Relena. And now that they've found the
perfect one, they won't let it slip away so easily (that explains why even Wufei is enthusiastic
about finding Mizu).
"The light..." Heero continued.
"Nani?" everybody looked at Heero.
"There was a light... a few minutes after... in the direction where she went..."
"She could have gone to another world," Trowa thought aloud.
"Oh, no! How will we find her then?" Quatre distressingly asked.
The four boys realized that their matchmaking wasn't gonna work without the match. They all sigh
hopelessly and went off to pray for some miracle to happen or something, leaving Heero alone in
the room.
* * *
Mizu had run a few meters into the woods. She looked back at the path. Heero didn't follow
her. She was dripping wet from the rain. She leaned on a large old tree to keep out the storm.
She was exhausted from running at top speed. She needed to get away from him, or this world will
collide with hers. When she thought of this world as a destination, she didn't expect anything
like this to happen. She had expected that Heero would be the last person in this world to do
such a thing, and so... openly.
She knew only one person in all the worlds who could help her, one with quite a similar
situation. She placed her left hand over her heart, and the light engulfed her completely... In a
few seconds she was gone.
* * *
Chichiri was fishing in the royal pond when:
"Da!" A bright light emerged from above the water. When the light had faded, something fell into
the pond. Chichiri instantly dived in to grab it. When he surfaced, he saw that it was a girl.
She was unconscious, so he brought her into the palace.
* * *
Mizu's eyes fluttered open. The first thing she saw was a white cat with a brown spot on its
face.
"mew!"
She almost jumped out of her skin.
"Oh, you're awake!"
Mizu glanced at the door, and a man with blue hair and weird bangs was carrying a tray with a
steaming bowl of what smelled like soup. He stepped into the room, to be followed by five more
men, a little boy, and a brown-haired girl with buns (on her hair, not the food!).
"Here, eat this," Chichiri was the blue-haired man. "It'll make you feel better." He offered Mizu
the bowl and a spoon.
"Thank you," Mizu politely replied.
"You fell into the pond," it was Tasuki, his arms crossed over his chest.
"But Chichiri was there to save you," Chiriko, the boy, continued.
"Your clothes are being cleaned by my servants," It was Hotohori, the emperor of the kingdom they
were in.
"It's a good thing I have some extra clothes for you to wear," Nuriko said, who was now wearing
men's clothing.
"You were wearing a school uniform, weren't you? Are you from my world?" Miaka inquired,
surprising all the others.
"Miaka," Tamahome elbowed her, "Don't question her like that. She just woke up."
"Heey! It hurts!"
"It's all right," Mizu said. "Yes, it was my school uniform, but I come from another world,
though it's very similar to yours." Her reply surprised the star warriors even more.
"Woah! How many worlds are there?" Tamahome commented.
"There are hundreds of worlds, and I can explain it all to you, if I must. First things first, my
name is Tsukai Mizu. My clan has passed this ring on for thousands of years and---" her
supposedly long speech was cut short by Mitsukake.
"You must rest first, Tsukai-san," he placed his left hand on her head. "Do not exert too much
energy. If you haven't noticed, you have a very high fever."
Mizu's eyes bogled at the tall man. "I do?" she touched her forehead. "You're right." It was
scalding hot.
"All right, you must save your story for later, when you've fully recovered," Hotohori pulled up
the bed covers up to Mizu's chin. "It can wait until then."
The star warriors and Miaka one by one went out of the room, the last one to go out was Hotohori.
"Thank you, your majesty."
Hotohori stopped dead in his tracks when he heard Mizu address him as "your majesty", but he
dismissed it, thinking that he *did* look like an emperor compared to his companions. *vain!*
* * *
Mizu, waking up from another couple of hours of rest, slowly gets up from the bed. She hears
it's raining outside. "It's raining here, too," she observes. "Does it always rain wherever I
go?" Her mind rushes back to what happened earlier, in the other world. She remembers Heero, how
he acted, it was very unusual of him.
What could he mean? She pondered silently. Could it be love? Want?... Need? She
thinks of the way he moved, how he touched her so gently, yet so possessively. It could be all of
them, she smiled.
She remembers how she used to act when reminded of Heero, in her world. Her friends usually ask
her why Heero. They tell her that Duo, or Quatre is a better choice. But she always stuck to
Heero. She laughed at herself.
She remembers Heero's eyes. They were the most beautiful shade of blue she has ever seen. How she
longed to look into those eyes again, to be the recipient of his kisses again. It seems like the
minutes they've spent together felt like years. And now it feels like they've been separated for
centuries. A slight tremor crawled through the ground as she thought of him.
No, I can't go back. I mustn't! Mizu tries to suppress her emotions. I've already
caused enough damage. I shouldn't let my feelings destroy worlds... A solitary tear falls on
the ring.
* * *
The rain still hasn't stopped. Heero stayed in his seat, where he was sitting in a few hours
ago since he got back, alone. His head bowed down, staring at the soaked carpet. Water still
dripped from his hair and clothes. He didn't bother to towel himself dry. The others had left,
hoping it'd be best to let him be alone for a while. He felt he was not whole anymore, and
nothing could fill up the empty space in him.
He looks up, to the window. The rain had partially subsided, but the sky was bleak with big gray
clouds.
...Mizu...
The rain seemed to grow stronger again, and a slight wind blew at the treetops.
* * *
Mizu felt somebody's presence. She glanced at the door, nobody was there. The wind had grown
stronger.
* * *
...Mizu...
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky. It illuminated the bleak sky and the dark living
room. The light reminded Heero of Mizu's arrival.
* * *
Loud thunder rolled in from the sky. It has grown dark, and a great flash of lightning lit up
the unusually black sky. A chill crept up Mizu's spine as a draft entered the room.
* * *
...Mizu...
Black clouds swept in by the strong wind, engulfing the gray clouds within its dark depths. The
trees were thrashing wildly outdoors. The other boys have been running around for quite a while,
trying to close all the windows as quickly as they can so the rain won't come in.
...Mizu...
* * *
"YAMETE! HEERO!!!" a shrill scream rang out through the palace.
* * *
Heero gasped just as Quatre slammed the shutters of the window Heero was looking out of.
"Heero, you should have dried yourself," Quatre said, walking towards Heero. He took the towel
and used it to ruffle Heero's hair. He felt Heero's forehead. "See? Now you have a fever. Go and
take a bath," Quatre ordered him like a mother.
Heero didn't really care if he shriveled up and died now but he did as his friend said and slowly
went up the stairs.
well, *that* was long... the last 1/4 of the chapter was my personal favorite. whaat?!? i
actually like this?? no, not the story. I just like the sudden scene changes and how it all
connected. It'd look better if it were animated. but i don't think it (or any of my work, for
that matter) would get that far. Criticisms, flames and death threats are highly expected. No
fear, I won't bite.