Disclaimer: I don't own SM, or GW, but I do believe that we've already established that

Disclaimer: I don't own SM, or GW, but I do believe that we've already established that! Now, here is the long-awaited chapter 9! I'm so happy FF.net works now! hehehe! Sorry if Heero is a little Out of character! ^^;;;;;;

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Heero pushed his weight against the large piece of rubble. "I...can't...push...it..." He gasped, his breath escaping him. Just then, he heard a low rumbling noise at his back. Turning, he saw a pair of bright green eyes emerging from the shadows.

"I knew you'd be back for the girl someday." The pissed off voice greeted him. And pissed off it was, after all, she was very angry at being woken by the loud sounds of the mobile suits engaging in battle.

Heero's eyes widened. "Haruna...?!" He blankly said, in a bit of shock. Stopping the pushing of the rock, he turned to stare at the green eyes in the shadows.

"That's me." The firgure of a large silver wolf came out of the darkness. There was a smirk on her face, a deadly smile. "Where's my mistress?" She growled. "Tell me, or I'll tear you apart." Haruna threatened bluntly. Bearing her teeth, ready to do so. Heero stepped aside, revealing the large debris, and the pale hand. The eyes of the wolf clouded for a second, but soon became normal as she snapped at Heero in rage, and started heaving her body's weight against the rubble. "Don't just stand there!" She looked at him accusingly. "Help me free her!"

Quickly shaking his head free from shock, he prepared to help the silver wolf. "Push!" She commanded, and he made sure to do so, for more reasons than the fear of being torn apart limb from limb. But because of the fear of being torn apart from the only girl he'd ever felt strange feelings for. Eventually, the rock fell off of the pale girl, who's golden locks fell around her face in a wild maddness, and who's body seemed crushed against the earth, helplessly limp.

Heero rushed to the girl's side, taking her up in his arms. "Don't die now, Aurelia! Don't leave me yet! I don't even know who you really are! Please! Please, Aurelia! Give me the chance to find out who you are! Why I feel like I do around you!" He put his head against her chest, and felt the faint beating of her heart. "She's alive!" He cried joyfully!

"But she's dying." Haruna mused, glaring up at the brown haired boy holding the only person she ever had, and still did, trust. "Now! Get her some help!" The wolf told him, looking up with saddness and fear in her eyes, but a blank face. "Go before it's too late." Heero nodded, the look of challenge in his foggy blue eyes. He turned, and ran. Neither looking behind him, nor in front.

'That boy will kill her one day." Haruna sighed, and turned to follow Heero down the tunnel of darkness she had emerged from. She walked limply, and slowly. Her silver fur was wet and matted from her sweat of frustration. Bright green eyes seemed to lose their shine, and were down cast. Soft silver ears were folded down in saddness and annoyance. She was in a very bedraggled state for such a proud creature.

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Aurelia woke to find herself in a white, clean room. It was moderately cool, since there were light breezes coming in through the opened window, making the pure white curtins fly around, as if they were trying to escape from the hooks that held them. Her golden hair, that was let out of it's braid, was flapping against her face, almost like she was at the beach, watching the tide, and taking in the sea breeze. Her body was captured in a loose white nightgown, and she, herself, was now sitting up in a small bed donned with snow white sheets and a single feather pillow. The walls matched everthing else color wise. There was also a white table to her left with a heart moniter, making sure that she was alive, and a smaller white nightstand with a lamp and a glass of water on it.

"Oh! So you're awake!" Aurelia turned to look at the doctor on her left with those large blue eyes of hers. "Let's see...great! You should be able to leave in a few days!" He turned to look at the golden girl, a smile spread across his face.

Heero sat in the waiting room fiddling with the sterling silver locket in the palm of his hand. Fingering the silver surface, he noticed the word Butterfly was engraved on the heart shaped locket. The words 'My little Butterfly' seemed to flow with the wind that blew past him, it lifted strands of his brown hair, then let them fall in a messy fashion.

"You can see her now." The doctor grinned, showing his white teeth and extending his hand. Heero briskly walked past him, and closed the door in the man's face with a slight chuckle.

"Hey." He greeted the confused girl. She looked blankly at him and blinked her large blue eyes at him questioningly. "Don't you remember me? You met me a few hours ago! I'm Heero!" Aurelia continued to blankly stare at him, her eyes scanning his every feature, almost thoughtfully. Suddenly, she let out a gasp and hid herself under the white sheet.

"What do you want with me this time, Odin?" She meekly mumbled. Heero (Or should we say Odin?) stepped back, his wide eyes at her referance to him soon turned into smiling ones. He walked over to her bad hiding place and pulled the sheets off her. In response, Aurelia winced, and put her hands in front of her, as if she was trying to shelid herself.

"I'm not going to hurt you." Heero reasured her, his kind voice dug into her heart. Putting her hands down, and looking up, she caught his eyes and held them. The tendernous of the way she looked at him made him smile, with both his eyes and his mouth. "Why would I hurt the one I love?" He asked the girl, who's eyes widened in surprise.

"How can you love me? You only met me!" She twitched with uncertinty. "I...I don't know you!" She whispered to herself. "I...I hate you for what you did to me!" Her whispers turned into snarling. Heero was taken aback. Deep eyes shone with confidence before it was demanded, and turned him away from her.

"Your hostility will hurt you." He mumbled to her. Turning towards the door. "You need to give people a chance before you chase them away." With those words, he stomped out the hospital door, slamming it shut.

His words scared her, and made her feel more lonely than ever. "Why do I always have to be saved?" She thought aloud. "I can take care of myself. I don't need any foes of mine saving my skin."

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Quatre was celebrating his 16th birthday, and had invited Aurelia and his other friends, includung Zechs and Relena.

"What a lovely party!" Zechs exclaimed, entering the large ballroom with his younger sister. His military assemble appeared to be a suitable dress for the party. No mask covered his handsome face and baby blue eyes, and his long blond hair streamed down his back, making him look stunning indeed. His sister, on the other hand, was in a blue short sleved gown that matched her eyes. It was more of a traditional ball gown, with the flaring skirt and diamonds sown into it, but since almost everybody was wearing something of the same sort, she blended in quite nicely. Her honey blonde hair was done in it's usual way, and there was a gold locket around her neck with the word 'Ladybug' engraved into it.

"Where's Heero?" She querried, happily looking about her for the brown haired boy of her dreams.

"Wherever you aren't." Her brother replied jokingly, and had himself a hearty laugh over his jest. Strutting around like a peacock while his sister went off to look for Heero, Zechs bumped into Quatre, who was escorting the beautiful Aurelia around. "Ah! There you are! And who is this beauty you have with you?" Zechs looked her up and down. She was dressed anything but simply (Considering that Quatre got the outfit for her) in a white gown with sapphires the same shade of her eyes sown into the top part of her gown which was a tube top. Strands of pearls were embroidered into the skirt of her dress, and diamonds were at sown in at the hem of the flaring skirt. The long golden locks of hair were put up into a bun, with curled strands hanging out, framing her lovely, creamy face. There were white flowers and pearls adorned in her hair, and her straped high healed sandles where also a white color. All and all, this gown made her look like she was going to be married.

"She's stunning!" Zechs commented on Aurelia. "May I ask your ladyship's name?" He politely asked, Taking one of her white gloved hands and kissing it affectionately.

She blushed in reply. "Aurelia." She whispered. "It's Aurelia." He smiled, and looked up. He then noticed her silver locket. Quickly dropping her hand, he took her locket up.

"Where did you get this?" Blue eyes widened examining the inscription 'Butterfly' in shock and intrest.

"I...I've had it since before I can remember!" Aurelia exclaimed. Zechs frantically opened the locket, and beheld the picture of his mother. Even if he only had been 4 or 5 at the time, Zechs seemed to remember quite well his last day with his mother, and only day with his sister, Serena.

"That's your mother?" He asked cooly.

"I don't see why it concerns you."

"It does."

"Why, then?"

"Because, she's my mother too." He looked up at her. "And if she is your real mother, and if you are who I think you are, then your name is Serena Peacecraft. And you are of royal blood. And my little sister."

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Yup! That's it for now! hehehehehehehe! I'm SSSSOOOO evil! See? She didn't die! I wonder what will happen next! Well, keep reviewing, and I'll keep writing! :) And comments, suggestions, questions, e-mail me at dragonstar27@hotmail.com Thanks! :) Thanks so much!