By: Nerilka-chan
Disclaimer: I don't own GundamWing or Sailor Moon (But I can pretend right???)
A/N: Thank you so much for all your great reviews!! I was sure nobody would read it and you would all hate it. Thanks a
lot! ^_^ I still need suggestions though so please don't stop!!! I have to have at least a couple more reviews before I
write the next chapter!
Luna was falling. Every thing was darkness, thick and heavy pressing on her from all sides. Each breath hurt.
Thousands of knives stabbing at her lungs.
……..
There was a funny wrongness to the air making it thick and heavy. A huge burst of lightning flashed across the sky and
the feeling suddenly vanished. Leaving the air dry and brittle, as though it was about to crack.
……..
She was cold. Oh so cold and it was wet. Something was wrong. She couldn't think. Something was pressing down on
her, an all-consuming blackness…Where was she?…pressing…pulling…pressing…an animal rage rose within her.
Pain. Flashing fury and panic. Instincts shot up and overcame reason as she lashed out with her mind screaming again
and again.
Wufei started.
"Huh?" he mumbled as he looked up, "What was that?"
He stared out into the storm trying to sense any movement. Darkness.
"Darn it."
There it was again…
It was probably just the rain. He didn't need to find out. There was no reason to leave is warm room. But he was
already dressing and putting on his coat. He slid the glass door open and shielding his face from the wind and rain
slipped out into the night.
Duo blinked. No. That couldn't be. Could it? Yes. Yes it was. Wu-man, he mentally checked himself and rubbed ruefully
at the rather large bump on his head, bestowed there during one of Wufei's less-than-happy-with-his-nickname
moments. Wufei, not Wu-man just Wufei. What was that idiot doing outside on a night like this? At what…2am?
Lightning flashed overhead.
"I wonder what he's doing out there. Well it's none of my business…if he wants to get cold and wet…"
He jumped up. It was no use. Whatever Wu-man was doing out there he, the great Shinigami was going to find out!
Besides it was probably something exciting or Wufei wouldn't be out there on a night like this. He tried one last time to
convince himself that there was no need to go sneaking out after Wufei. It didn't work. Who was he kidding? There was
no cure for the insatiable Maxwell curiosity.
Wufei loved the night, the silence, and the chance to be away from that happy baka Duo. It was all so calm and
peaceful. Even in this storm he loved it. He could relax like he couldn't anywhere else. He stood for a moment, to taste
the rain slanting down on him, soaking him…freeing him.
Duo huddled under the soaking hotel room copy of the Yellow Pages phone book, trying to shield himself from the
pouring rain. He would have rubbed his hands together in anticipation but he was too busy trying to stay dry.
"Why couldn't I have brought a stupid umbrella???" he mumbled to himself as he watched Wufei.
What was Wu-man doing now? He crept closer, watching as Wufei wandered around, seemingly looking for someone
or something. What could he be doing out here? Maybe he was having a forbidden liaison with an American woman?
Maybe he was sneaking out before using a self-detonation button…no wait that was Heero. Maybe he was going a bar
or a club? Who was he kidding?? This was Wu-man he was dealing with. Maybe some secret mission he had not
mentioned to the others? Maybe… Lightning flashed.
"Darn! He's gone!!! Where did that baka go?!"
Discarding the now soaking and useless phone book he set off to find Wufei.
As Duo and his pinstripe pajamas got wetter by the minute Wufei, oblivious to all else was wandering the hotel rooftop
searching for the source of that strange flash of colored light. He cursed softly under his breath.
"I know something was here…I know it." He paused for a moment taking in his surroundings, lost in thought.
A smirk curled his lips although it came out more as a twisted smile of ironic pain. "Maybe I'm losing it too…first
Heero…Trowa…even Quatera isn't the same. Peace is the soldier's death knell," he thought aloud. "The people live
and the soldiers slowly crumble into dust…unremembered…unthanked…unknown" He laughed, a sharp grinding
sound without any joy in it. No, he was not losing his touch. Let the others do what they would. He would survive.
And yet…
All the soldiers who gave themselves…their reality, their dreams, their goals, their love for a chance to die. To die
for…for…peace. Perhaps they had all known in their hearts that it would be this way…But…
A/N: Please don't give up hope! It's not going to be depressing…it will be happier but this is just the way its going. ^_^
Please forgive any ooc-ness. Please do give me paring suggestions…I want your opinions! Thanks sooo much and
happy reading ~Neri-chan
Disclaimer: I don't own GundamWing or Sailor Moon (But I can pretend right???)
A/N: Thank you so much for all your great reviews!! I was sure nobody would read it and you would all hate it. Thanks a
lot! ^_^ I still need suggestions though so please don't stop!!! I have to have at least a couple more reviews before I
write the next chapter!
Luna was falling. Every thing was darkness, thick and heavy pressing on her from all sides. Each breath hurt.
Thousands of knives stabbing at her lungs.
……..
There was a funny wrongness to the air making it thick and heavy. A huge burst of lightning flashed across the sky and
the feeling suddenly vanished. Leaving the air dry and brittle, as though it was about to crack.
……..
She was cold. Oh so cold and it was wet. Something was wrong. She couldn't think. Something was pressing down on
her, an all-consuming blackness…Where was she?…pressing…pulling…pressing…an animal rage rose within her.
Pain. Flashing fury and panic. Instincts shot up and overcame reason as she lashed out with her mind screaming again
and again.
Wufei started.
"Huh?" he mumbled as he looked up, "What was that?"
He stared out into the storm trying to sense any movement. Darkness.
"Darn it."
There it was again…
It was probably just the rain. He didn't need to find out. There was no reason to leave is warm room. But he was
already dressing and putting on his coat. He slid the glass door open and shielding his face from the wind and rain
slipped out into the night.
Duo blinked. No. That couldn't be. Could it? Yes. Yes it was. Wu-man, he mentally checked himself and rubbed ruefully
at the rather large bump on his head, bestowed there during one of Wufei's less-than-happy-with-his-nickname
moments. Wufei, not Wu-man just Wufei. What was that idiot doing outside on a night like this? At what…2am?
Lightning flashed overhead.
"I wonder what he's doing out there. Well it's none of my business…if he wants to get cold and wet…"
He jumped up. It was no use. Whatever Wu-man was doing out there he, the great Shinigami was going to find out!
Besides it was probably something exciting or Wufei wouldn't be out there on a night like this. He tried one last time to
convince himself that there was no need to go sneaking out after Wufei. It didn't work. Who was he kidding? There was
no cure for the insatiable Maxwell curiosity.
Wufei loved the night, the silence, and the chance to be away from that happy baka Duo. It was all so calm and
peaceful. Even in this storm he loved it. He could relax like he couldn't anywhere else. He stood for a moment, to taste
the rain slanting down on him, soaking him…freeing him.
Duo huddled under the soaking hotel room copy of the Yellow Pages phone book, trying to shield himself from the
pouring rain. He would have rubbed his hands together in anticipation but he was too busy trying to stay dry.
"Why couldn't I have brought a stupid umbrella???" he mumbled to himself as he watched Wufei.
What was Wu-man doing now? He crept closer, watching as Wufei wandered around, seemingly looking for someone
or something. What could he be doing out here? Maybe he was having a forbidden liaison with an American woman?
Maybe he was sneaking out before using a self-detonation button…no wait that was Heero. Maybe he was going a bar
or a club? Who was he kidding?? This was Wu-man he was dealing with. Maybe some secret mission he had not
mentioned to the others? Maybe… Lightning flashed.
"Darn! He's gone!!! Where did that baka go?!"
Discarding the now soaking and useless phone book he set off to find Wufei.
As Duo and his pinstripe pajamas got wetter by the minute Wufei, oblivious to all else was wandering the hotel rooftop
searching for the source of that strange flash of colored light. He cursed softly under his breath.
"I know something was here…I know it." He paused for a moment taking in his surroundings, lost in thought.
A smirk curled his lips although it came out more as a twisted smile of ironic pain. "Maybe I'm losing it too…first
Heero…Trowa…even Quatera isn't the same. Peace is the soldier's death knell," he thought aloud. "The people live
and the soldiers slowly crumble into dust…unremembered…unthanked…unknown" He laughed, a sharp grinding
sound without any joy in it. No, he was not losing his touch. Let the others do what they would. He would survive.
And yet…
All the soldiers who gave themselves…their reality, their dreams, their goals, their love for a chance to die. To die
for…for…peace. Perhaps they had all known in their hearts that it would be this way…But…
A/N: Please don't give up hope! It's not going to be depressing…it will be happier but this is just the way its going. ^_^
Please forgive any ooc-ness. Please do give me paring suggestions…I want your opinions! Thanks sooo much and
happy reading ~Neri-chan