Demon Sign
Part 10
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During the next few days Raksha and the boys developed a routine. They tested their physical and mental abilities to the limit. They designed programs for eachother to increase strength, timing, and other skills needed for the upcoming battle against OZ. Raksha avoided Heero unless completely necessary. The sight of him training would make her mouth go dry and her body ache. This reaction had never happened to her before so she did her best to ignore it.
She did her best to avoid Trowa as well. And even though he was very good at keeping his feelings under control and unknown to the others she knew very well the signs of a male on the prowl. Whenever he touched her during training it had the same effect on her that Heero did. She had never been attracted to a man the way she was attracted to them. Sure she had flirted with plenty of men. But only to get something from them and it never went farther than a few kisses. As a matter of fact she had never been sexually attracted to a man.
Whenever she used her body as an advantage she turned herself off completely, leaving only the soldier that she had been made into. Her sensuality was a mask, an alias that she used to protect herself and to achieve her goals. She had never had sex and she had never felt the urges that normal teenage girls experienced. Until now.
Duo and Raksha had become close. He was like a kid brother to her. He was fun and he always knew how to make her laugh when she was in a bad mood. She delighted in his pranks but never engaged in one herself. Since Wufie was such a tight-ass he was most likely than not the butt of most of Duo's pranks which usually occured after Wufie was being particulary snobby and degraiding toward Raksha. Raksha noticed this and spoke to Duo about it. He said it was just a coincidence but afterwards his pranks cut back a bit though he never actually stopped. Raksha accepted this as the way he was and didn't say anything more about it.
Quatre and Raksha also became close although in a different way than she and Duo. He was, on many levels, someone she could come to to talk. He never judged her and always listened. He was the most kind and gentle human-being she had ever had the honor of calling a friend. Sometimes she found it amazing that someone could go through all that he had and still remain so innocent in so many ways. They shared their hopes and dreams with one another.
One day Raksha realized that she trusted all of them. She even trusted Wufie. Because, after she got to know him better, she realized that he had an amazingly strong code of morals and ideals. Ones she could never hope to come close to. She felt a stab of guilt whenever she thought about it. She was decieving them. She was using them to accomplish her own personal goals. She quickly pushed the guilt away; reminding herself that she was doing this for everyone involved in this mess. For herself, for the pilots, and, most of all, for those murdered by OZ. For her family, for her friends, and for the past and future that OZ had stolen from her and the guys. For all the innocent children who's lives had been torn apart by amoral, inhuman people who wanted nothing but power and wealth.
She would have revenge for them and herself. She would put their souls to rest. And mabey, just mabey, she would also find rest someday.
Dear Reader:
I'm sorry this piece is so short. Thank you to all of you who have taken the time to read and review my stories. I appreciate it.
Sincerely,
Dark Angel
(Acerbus Angele)
Part 10
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During the next few days Raksha and the boys developed a routine. They tested their physical and mental abilities to the limit. They designed programs for eachother to increase strength, timing, and other skills needed for the upcoming battle against OZ. Raksha avoided Heero unless completely necessary. The sight of him training would make her mouth go dry and her body ache. This reaction had never happened to her before so she did her best to ignore it.
She did her best to avoid Trowa as well. And even though he was very good at keeping his feelings under control and unknown to the others she knew very well the signs of a male on the prowl. Whenever he touched her during training it had the same effect on her that Heero did. She had never been attracted to a man the way she was attracted to them. Sure she had flirted with plenty of men. But only to get something from them and it never went farther than a few kisses. As a matter of fact she had never been sexually attracted to a man.
Whenever she used her body as an advantage she turned herself off completely, leaving only the soldier that she had been made into. Her sensuality was a mask, an alias that she used to protect herself and to achieve her goals. She had never had sex and she had never felt the urges that normal teenage girls experienced. Until now.
Duo and Raksha had become close. He was like a kid brother to her. He was fun and he always knew how to make her laugh when she was in a bad mood. She delighted in his pranks but never engaged in one herself. Since Wufie was such a tight-ass he was most likely than not the butt of most of Duo's pranks which usually occured after Wufie was being particulary snobby and degraiding toward Raksha. Raksha noticed this and spoke to Duo about it. He said it was just a coincidence but afterwards his pranks cut back a bit though he never actually stopped. Raksha accepted this as the way he was and didn't say anything more about it.
Quatre and Raksha also became close although in a different way than she and Duo. He was, on many levels, someone she could come to to talk. He never judged her and always listened. He was the most kind and gentle human-being she had ever had the honor of calling a friend. Sometimes she found it amazing that someone could go through all that he had and still remain so innocent in so many ways. They shared their hopes and dreams with one another.
One day Raksha realized that she trusted all of them. She even trusted Wufie. Because, after she got to know him better, she realized that he had an amazingly strong code of morals and ideals. Ones she could never hope to come close to. She felt a stab of guilt whenever she thought about it. She was decieving them. She was using them to accomplish her own personal goals. She quickly pushed the guilt away; reminding herself that she was doing this for everyone involved in this mess. For herself, for the pilots, and, most of all, for those murdered by OZ. For her family, for her friends, and for the past and future that OZ had stolen from her and the guys. For all the innocent children who's lives had been torn apart by amoral, inhuman people who wanted nothing but power and wealth.
She would have revenge for them and herself. She would put their souls to rest. And mabey, just mabey, she would also find rest someday.
Dear Reader:
I'm sorry this piece is so short. Thank you to all of you who have taken the time to read and review my stories. I appreciate it.
Sincerely,
Dark Angel
(Acerbus Angele)