The girls snickered and Relena sighed relieved, but then they heard a loud: CRRRRAAAAAACCCCK!!!!!! The class looked at Heero who was looking at something in his right hand……it was a part of the desk. It looked as is he had ripped it off, his shock face became impassive as he let it drop to the ground. {Note to self: Don't grip desk so hard.}
The students around him and the other pilots slowly edged away, and then found seats in the front of the class more preferable then the back now. Wonder why? The guys shrugged and settled into the extra space they were given.
" But I would prefer it if everyone would call me Usagi instead." Serenity finished indented.
" Uh, alright.." Relena said a bit freaked at what Heero had done, " Go and find seats anywhere they're empty."
The girls nodded and walked toward the back of the class…the left side…while the guys were on the right.
Relena nodded satisfied and sat back down, next to Heero. Heero gave a grunt and looked at Serena out of the corner of his eye, just like the rest of the guys were doing looking at each of their beloveds.
The girls looked away at once when they saw that the guys were looking at them. They were intent on not to sneak peeks at their beloveds and stared hard to the front at the teacher, but they son began to listen and genuinely felt like learning about the earth's history the teacher was explaining.
The guys looked at the girls out of the corner of their eyes but didn't see the girls looking at them, all they saw were seven students intent on learning and staring at the teacher attentively. The teacher seemed happy that some of his students were actually listening to him and responding to his questions.
The bell rang too fast for the five girls and too slow for the guys. The each grabbed their books hurriedly and tried to get out of the classroom as fast as they could. The girls trying to avoid the guys, the guys wanting to talk to the girls. Michiru and Haruka watched both groups fairly run out of the classroom in silent amusement.
The girls were faster and by the time the guys walked out into the school halls the girls were at the end of the corridor.
;" Usagi! Wait!!" Heero yelled and every one in the halls froze, they had never heard Heero Yuy raise his voice above his monotone before.
" Setsuna!"
" Luna!"
" Hotura!"
" Ami!"
The five girls froze in their tracks.
If they had the peoples attention before, they now held they lifelines. Never had they heard the guys, the five most unmovable guys ever voice such urgency.
The girls slowly turned around to face them, dread building up every second that it was delayed.
They stood face to face. Silver clashing with Prussian, garnet with black, indigo with purple, forest green with amethyst and ocean blue with dark sapphire. Ten pair of eyes clung onto one another with five unwilling and five desperate.
Usagi looked away first followed by the other girls. There was a very uncomfortable deafening silence for a the next few moments. The spectators waiting to see what would happen, the girls wanting to run but couldn't, the guys wanting answers but more of to hold their beloveds in a closed up embrace where they would never leave.
" Heero? HEEEERO!!!" a voice broke the long silence as a sandy blonde head of hair whizzed out of the previous classroom and was now clutching Heero in a death grip.
" So when you picking me up for our date tonight?!" Relena screeched happily, as hero stared down at her with horror and disgust in his eyes. She decided he need a push. " Hee-chan?"
{ Hee-chan??} Usagi thought horrified at the scene in front of her, but soon hurt, regret and pain set in. { So you've found someone to replace me already?} her view started blur as she chided herself. { Did you think he would actually wait for you to come back? Leaving without a reason for so long? He no doubt moved on.} She couldn't see anything clearly now, everything was nothing but blobs of color in her sight.
" Excuse me." She managed to mumble before she took a run for it.
She didn't see hero trying to pry the leech off of his arm or reaching for her. She heard him call out her name as a sob finally unable to be subdued retched itself out from her throat and she made a choking noise.
Though Heero was fast, he was not fast enough to catch her, by the time he turned the corner where she had just taken a second ago, all he saw was the last of silver sparkles disappearing into the air.
" Usagi…" a teardrop made its lonely trail down his cheek as he stood still in the long empty hallway. {I've lost her again.} " No…" he whispered in denial as the lone teardrop fell from his face and splashed onto the ground.
By the time anyone caught up to that corridor, it was all that was left of their presence, expect the sound of the exit door slamming shut behind Heero.
The four girls looked upon the scene with pain faces as well as everyone else. They did not notice the four guys behind them, waiting, watching. Their eyes teared up the four and turned to lock eyes with their beloveds.
Their gazes fell to the ground and they clutched their eyes painfully shut as they brushed past them to get to their next class.
The guys were left cold and lost staring straight ahead in pain, alone in the thinning crowd trying to get to their next classes. Soon they were the only ones left, not even acknowledging each others presence as they stuffed their hands into their pant pockets and shuffled to their next class staring at nothing but the marble floor.
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Hotura leaned back on a sakura tree outside, not even trying to participate in the activities her gym teacher had set out for them, instead settled for watching yearningly at Duo's back. She watched as the once proud Shinigami again hit the volleyball back across the net and was congratulated and hit on by all the girls present.
He raised his eyes to her and caught her staring. Indigo and purple held onto each other for pain streaking moments, but she couldn't hold onto his gaze and her eyes looked left.
Her eyes lost with regret and pain as his begged for comfort from her and love. His held the promise of forgiveness and security, but she could not take his gift, not yet, and therefore, causing them both more pain.
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Ami locked her eyes on the page of her book, her knuckles turning white because of how hard she was clutching it. She couldn't read the words in front of her as her mind was preoccupied. She bit her lip and stared hard at her nook, not moving, not turning a page. Just hiding herself behind the protective cover from the gaze she felt on her.
Quatre's.
Quatre gazed unmoving at his, what was suppose to be rightfully his, water goddess. Sitting on the ledge of a window, sunshine shining through and lighting up his gentle features, but hard unwavering eyes. One knee propped up to rest an arm upon as his other settled onto his thigh of the straight leg on the sill. Twitching now and then, expression his want of instead, holding his goddess, he settled for staring. For now.
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Setsuna shuffled the paper on her desk into piles, trying to take her mind off of someone all the while. The tiny office she was given to work in as a intern student felt stifling hot. Her footsteps and the papers were the only sounds heard until her door opened with a soft 'click' and noise from the hallway seeped in. She looked up and the pile of papers in her hands fell back onto the desk.
Wufei looked on to his previous life intended, and he shall make it so again for this one. The papers dropped from her stilled hands as students behind him walked past to their next class some chatting, some silent. He made himself remember that he had a test for next class and slowly closed the door, never breaking his stare.
As the door closed with an equally soft 'click' as it had been opened with, also closing off her love from her view. Some thing that relieved and pained her at the same time.
She fell back upon her chair stiffly and bent forward to bury her face into her hands.
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Luna opened her locker to put her books in and get her money for lunch as it was her lunch period. The school had the top locker, bottem locker system, she had been lucky to get a top one. She pushed and rearranged her stuff in half annoyance. She had been able to avoid Trowa for the entire morning. As her hand shoved some loose paper from her locker base, she saw a red rose with a note. She grabbed it and whirled around to try to catch who had put it there. When she saw no one suspicious she read the note.
To my Luna,
She knew it then that it was from Trowa and choked on his proclamation that she was his.
You taught me how to love and that love was wroth fighting for. You may run now but I'll match you son enough. As the saying goes, 'the sooner you fall behind, the more time you have to catch up' and catch you I'll will.
She leaned back on the lockers for support and tilted her head back as she tried to slow down her rapid breathing. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Trowa staring straight at her, unmoving in the crowd. But then she blinked and other students blocked him fleetingly from view. Once they were gone though, Trowa was nowhere to be seen.
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Usagi brought the cup of coffee to her lips and slowly took a sip. The warm liquid sloshed down her throat but she felt no warmth from it at all. As she motioned for her bill and gazed around as she paid, she felt nothing at all. Not empty, not full, just numb.
She did not notice someone else in the back motion for his bill as well and felt the same thing she did. His Prussian blue eyes scanned the crowd seeing the silver meatballs he paused, but then chided himself for raising his own hopes and let them sink once again.
They both got up and walked to the doors after they left their money for the bills. Heero opened the door and let the lady out first, never looking up from his feet. He gave a small nod that the lady did not see when she mumbled a 'thank you'. He did not notice that she had said thank you in Japanese, 'Arigotuo', nothing was worth notice now to him though.
Usagi mumbled a blurry 'Arigotuo' to the man who had opened the door for her, it was an automatic reaction, always be polite. She did not look up from her feet and just walked out. She stopped a few steps out of the coffee shop to look up and try to decide where she should go now.
The man exiting bumped her shoulder and she mutter and 'Gomen.' In which he gave a grunt to. Then they both set off in opposite directions.
How ironic is fate? They were so close to each other, but yet so far. They had even touched but their minds, a million, billion miles away, did not take notice of each other. Did not take notice of the one they are now scanning the crowds for in a last bit of hope. Little do they know all they had to do was turn around.
The gods had always prided themselves above the mortals and their foolish ways, but now, now the greatest gods of all had fallen into their ways. How does it speak for them?
Fate has always been cruel, ever since she had become separate from Destiny. They had been one being once, one being with two names. Now they were separate. After falling in love with the God of Death, the bitterness and jealousy had torn her into two beings. Fate, filled with hate and jealousy, Destiny, lovelorn and healing a broken heart.
Fate would sometimes, whenever she could, take advantage of Destiny. The saying goes, 'Fate is cruel and Destiny is kind', can you tell who is in control now?