Disclaimer- I don't own Gundam Wing, blah blah blah, Cat is mine, though
"And when did....would his hair be the same color? Miss Catherine please pay attention!"
"Call me Cat." she instinctively said.
"Cat, for the third time, do you know who ruled Japan in 168?"
Cat stared at her teacher in disbelief- of course she knew that- even though she was only four at the time, wouldn't she know who ruled her country? "Yes I know that."
"Well, then. who was it?"
Cat gave him the answer and then went back to her drawing- she was still trying to figure out what color his hair would be. A lot of boys in her school had decided to bleach their hair blond, but since the thought of seeing his hair blond made Cat shudder, she carefully began to color her long-lost brother's hair a mud brown. Let's see, today is the twelfth, so he would be.... 15 years, 3 months, and 9 days old.
"Class, we have a new student" Cat's head popped up. "please introduce yourself," the teacher said to the young man standing beside him.
"My name, " Cat listened with baited breath, "is Heero Yuy."
No, your name is Odin Lowe Jr.
"You may sit...." the teacher surveyed the room, "next to Catherine"
"Call me Cat." she replied as she watched Heero/Odin walk to the desk. He looks so stiff. She caught his eye and smiled a smile he didn't return. Ok, so maybe he doesn't recognise me, big deal, he was only five when he was kidnaped, but still, why didn't he smile?
Cat ran down the hallway, completely oblivious of everything around her. A plan was already forming in her mind. It was a very simple plan actually, she couldn't figure out why it took her so long to think of it. Her thoughts were jarred awake by the tone signaling that class was starting. Oh well, it's just gym, I won't miss anything. Then Cat looked around and noticed that she had long since past her room. Blushing furiously, she quickly backtracked, dashed into her room, and pulled a shoe box out from under her bed. She popped open the lid and looked at the all to familiar objects- a birth certificate, a lock of hair, pictures, lots of pictures, one of those '"have you seen me" slips, one newspaper clipping, and finally, a death certificate that had been ripped to shreds and taped back together again. Cat would place the shoe box outside Heero's door, ring the doorbell, and run away. Simple as that. But was she willing to give away her most prized items- the only things she had left from her past? But then again, did she have a choice? Cat gathered the various drawings she had done of Odin over the years, placed them in the box, and walked out of the room.
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ADMISSION - PAID
Heero typed the words without feeling guilty in the least for stealing money from the school. It's not like he intended to stay here long- a month at the most. And beside, he was the "perfect soldier" and soldiers don't have feelings.
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Heero quickly closed his laptop- he had felt for sure that if he did this during dinner he wouldn't be disturbed Maybe it was someone who didn't go to this school- like Relena or Dou. Heero actually found himself hoping that it would be one of them- no matter how annoying they were, it would be nice to see a familiar face for once. Heero walked over and opened the door and the cursed under his breath for there was no one there. He slammed the door shut just to have it start ringing again a few seconds later. Heero grabbed the door and flung it open, only to see a figure dashing down the hall. Thinking on instinct- Heero began to follow, but he tripped on something on the way out. He looked down and saw a shoe box. Bending down, Heero gingerly picked up the box and brought it into his room, the figure completely forgotten.
Carefully the box was opened and the lid place on the table. Carefully the objects were taken out and carefully examined. First came the pictures. They were pictures of children. Children laughing. Children dressed in fancy cloths playing in a sprinkler. A boy holding a baby in his arms. The more he looked at the people, the colder he got- he knew these people- he knew what they liked, what they didn't. Every picture Heero saw seemed to bring back a memory of a forgotten life. Then Heero looked in the box and pulled out a strand of brown hair. That's my hair. Next was the "have you seen me" slip, and Heero recognized the smiling boy as himself. After that was a death certificate that had been ripped into so many pieces that Heero could barly make out the name, but he knew who it was. Then Heero took out the drawings that had been done of himself over the years. He was impressed. Though the drawings weren't exact, they looked like he had. The most prized possession by far, was the birth certificate. Heero had often thought that he didn't have parents, that he was created by science simply for war. But now he had proof. He felt like dancing, he felt like singing, he felt like laughing out loud and for once, Heero laughed. For he had a family, and a reason to be happy, but when he took out the last item in his box his happiness vanished and was replaced with deep sorrow. A newspaper clipping. Talking about a murderer. Who had set fire to a house. His house. And killed the family inside. His family. Only one person survived, the last remaining person of the Lowe family, and she was currently at Gulian boarding school. The same school he was at. But the question was, who was it?
As Heero rode through the challenge course, he couldn't help but to show off in horse ridding skills. No matter what he may seem like, he was still a boy at heart, and he liked to be at the top, the best.
"Hey," a voice called. Heero stopped his horse and look up to see Cat on her horse. "You're pretty good. Almost as good as me."
Heero couldn't resist the challenge. "Only almost, prove it." Cat immediately got her horse to go sprinting into the woods, leaving Heero frantically trying to make his horse do the same. She's pretty good. I'll have a hard time even getting close to beating her. Oh well. he thought, as he finally got his horse to cooperate. At least I can try. And he took off, desperately trying to gain the lost ground. Almost instantly Heero began to feel the familiar joy of riding- the speed, the wind, the rhythmic galloping. but then he heard a sound he wasn't accustom to- the loud neighing of a frightened horse- and then he saw Cat's horse galloping past him at top speed- without Cat. Fearing the worst, Heero jumped off his horse and began to search for Cat.
"Cat" he yelled, "Cat, where are you? Catherine!!!!"
" How many times have I told you people to call me Cat," a voice yelled is response.
"Cat!" Heero yelled, greatly relieved as he ran towards the sound, "Are you alright?"
"I think so, my left ankle hurts bad and my head is bleedin', but, yah, I'm fine." Even so, Heero checked her over, now almost sure that Cat was his sister.
"Do you need me to walk you to the infirmary?"
"No, I don't think so." Cat stumbled, then fell, "but since you asked, sure. Let's go to my room instead- it's closer."
So Heero walked her to her room. And put ice on her ankle. And bandaged up her head. and the just blurted out, "are you my sister?"
Cat looked at him for a long time, then finally replied with just one simple word, "yes." For a while, neither spoke or moved until Cat finally hugged her brother for the first time he could remember. "Yes, I am your sister, and you are my brother, and we will find Anya and then....."
"Wait, find Anya, who is Anya?"
"Anya is my-our sister- the youngest in the Lowe family. They said she died in the fire, but I saw her footprints walking away from the fire and...."
BANG
Heero instinctively grabbed his gun and caught the falling Cat. He aimed the gun at a man standing in front of him, who was also aiming a gun at Heero.
"So, you're the famous Odin Lowe Jr. I guess......" He never got to finish his sentence, for Heero shot him. He then bent down to Cat. Please let her live he prayed to the God he never knew as he ran his finger along her neck, trying desperately to find her pulse. Nothing. He had finally found his family, and now he was alone again. He felt so lost, so defeated, and he didn't know what to do, so he hugged the lifeless Cat, and cried. Heero cried and cried, all the tears to make up for all the years when crying was forbidden. Then when he had no tears left to cry, he kissed Cat on the forehead, and gently lay her down. She would have no last request, no dying wish, but if she did, he knew what it would be-
"...I saw her footprints walking away from the fire.......find Ayna"
Mission- Accepted
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A young girl walked quietly to a cliff overlooking the sea, singing softly under her breath. "Goodbye, my sister," she thought as she gently tossed a blood-red rose into the waiting waters below, "goodbye."
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Authors note- well, what did you think? was it good? this is my first fanfic, and I don't want it to be my last- so please review and please be nice. So.....Bye!!!!!!
