Here's the deal everyone. My dad is moving and so I am packing up his apartment and then I am going to be leaving for Mexico with my Dad and his fiancee and her son and my brother (whew! What a group) for their wedding. When I get back, I will be leaving in three days for boarding school (an exchange program) so I don't' know how much time I will have to write. I will finish this before, but I am going to not send it to my editors so that I can just post real quick and finish. I apologize for any mistakes made. I repeat I WILL FINISH THIS BEFORE I LEAVE FOR MEXICO!
Title: Usagi-Pilot 06
Chapter: 4
Author: Fate's Child (Ran)
Date: July 8, 2001
Usagi sat up strait as she realized that the senshi of Jupiter was sitting on the chair by her bed.
"Mako-chan, how did you get-" then remembering what Pluto had told her, she stopped her question. Besides, she wasn't the only one who had a brother in a dimension that was not her own. "Mako-chan." She looked at her friend's grief filled eyes.
"Usagi, how could we forget?" Usagi just shook her head.
"Mako-chan, it was out of our hands. We couldn't help it if our memories were tampered with."
"When did you remember?"
"After I broke up with Mamoru. I couldn't do it anymore, I couldn't go on pretending."
"And we didn't even see that you two were wrong for each other. What kind of protectors, friends were we if we couldn't even see-"
"Your memories were tampered with. As were mine."
"But our vision in the present wasn't hindered at all. We all let our past memories, what little we could remember lead us around like love sick school girls." Usagi sighed.
"It wasn't just your fault, Mako-chan. Why do you think I accepted the ring from him before he went to America? Or that I stayed with him for three years?"
"Then you knew what the ring was for-"
"Of course I did. But it was so much easier pretending that I didn't. Pretending a lot of things. Like being ditzy and clumsy. Part of it was because of earth's gravity, the clumsy part, I mean, but..." she trailed off. "We all made mistakes, Mako-chan, but what's important is that we're here now, ne?" Usagi tried to lighten the mood with a smile. She was relieved when her friend gave her one in return.
"How is everyone?"
"Everyone is fine. Except Wufei." Usagi frowned and then giggled. "He came up with this ludicrous idea that woman are weak and should be addressed as onna. I taught him a lesson with one of the moves you and Haruka taught me." She gave Makoto a quick run down on what everyone had been doing for their lives in this dimension. "I'm still puzzled about one thing. When-and how-did you remember?"
"I remembered last night, before I came here. Pluto came to my apartment and told me that there was a disk I needed to get from a base in a different dimension. I had just deleted the disk's information on the hard drive when low and behold, Heero comes charging into the room with his gun drawn. I remembered. I always thought that they would be flashbacks or something, but it was like one minute didn't know anything about who he was and then I did. I remembered everything." She smiled ruthfully. "And since I remembered how sword happy our Heero had been and realized that he had a gun and could now be trigger happy, I did the only intelligent thing. I teleported out of there and to where you were, here."
"I wonder what he thinks about that. I bet he went and told Trowa and Quatre and that means that they will be here sometime soon and I'm hungry." She turned pleading eyes on her friend. Mako laughed.
"Alright, show me where the kitchen is. But I want to see my brother right after we finish."
They headed out to the kitchen and Makoto began to make bacon and eggs as well as chocolate chip pancakes for herself and her princess. Usagi went to brush her hair and Makoto had just placed the last pancake on a plate when a voice startled her into almost dropping the plate.
"Omae o korosu." She whirled around to face Heero who was pointing a gun at her. She swallowed once and decided that until Usagi returned, she'd have to keep him too distracted to shoot her.
"Oh, hi, you must be Usagi's roommate. The silly girl didn't tell me that she had a roommate, but that's okay. Do you want some breakfast? Oh, I didn't introduce myself, did I? I'm Kino Makoto, well, I guess since we're here in America, it would be Makoto Kino. My friends call me Mako-chan but since we're here in America and there is no chan, you can call me Mako. But I don't think I know who you are-" Heero's eyes narrowed.
"It's you, from last night." He cut her off. "Give me the disk."
"Last night? I was here with Usagi-chan. She's my friend from back home. She invited me to come visit her and I stayed with her, in her room last night." Makoto smirked inside at the look of bafflement that crossed Heero's face. It was only for a split second, but she had seen it. Good. Her insistent chatter was giving him a headache.
"Stop." The voice was hard. Makoto tried to look nervous.
"Heero," the voice came from behind him. He pulled out another gun and pointed it in Usagi's direction without looking. "Heero, this is my friend, Mako-chan. Please put away the gun." She was slightly surprised when he listened to her. "Would you like to join us for breakfast?" Suddenly, she was looking at the end of his gun. She told Makoto with her eyes not to move. "Heero?"
"Don't." His voice came out raspy. "Don't talk to me."
"Heero-"
"I said DON'T TALK!" His voice came out with more emotion then he had ever shown. She had gotten under his skin in the day that he knew her. There was just something about her that made its way past all of his training and made him feel. "Damn it, how did you do it?" His voice was a whisper.
"Do it?"
"You got passed my defenses. You make me feel!" His breath began to come out in ragged gasps. "You are a threat to my mission." He cocked his gun and even though Usagi had told Makoto to leave it alone, her friend whipped out her gun from her dimensional pocket and pointed it at the pilot's head.
"Don't you threaten her, Heero Yui. She had gone to hell and back because of you, don't you threaten her."
"Mako-chan." Usagi's voice came out a whispered plea. Heero looked into Usagi's eyes and found himself falling into his mind.
*flashback*
"Heero, don't leave me, please don't-"
"Renity, I can't," he coughed, "I love you."
"Heero," for the first time, Heero noticed that her white gown was covered in blood and her hands were trying to stanch a wound on his chest. He tried to give a weak smile at the girl leaning over him. He felt his strength leave his body until only his mind was working-and even that was slowly shutting down. He vaguely realized that she had grabbed the dagger laying at his side and plunged it between her ribs. Pain suddenly exploded in his body, not from the wound she was now laying on, but from his heart. The last thing he saw was her soft gaze above him.
*end flashback*
Heero stumbled back into his own body and stared with horror at the girl he was pointing his gun at. The feeling of pain from her look alike's death was still fresh in his mind as he stumbled back. At her questioning glance, he turned on his heel and ran from the room slamming the door behind him.
Makoto watched as her Princess slid to the floor clutching her chest.
"Usa!" Her voice was alarmed as she ran to her friend and put her arm around the now sobbing girl.
"God, he's hurting so bad, Mako-chan, this hurts him so much." Makoto remembered the soul bond that they had had in the Silver Millennium. It was one of the reasons that Serenity had killed herself over Heero then-without him, the void in her soul was all consuming and she would have been only a shell of her formal self. She turned her head as the door opened and gave a weak smile. Trowa and Quatre had arrived.
WHEW! Another Chapter done and finished with. I think there are only going to be two more, and that's it. I leave soon anyway for vacation and then I go straight to boarding school.
Title: Usagi-Pilot 06
Chapter: 4
Author: Fate's Child (Ran)
Date: July 8, 2001
Usagi sat up strait as she realized that the senshi of Jupiter was sitting on the chair by her bed.
"Mako-chan, how did you get-" then remembering what Pluto had told her, she stopped her question. Besides, she wasn't the only one who had a brother in a dimension that was not her own. "Mako-chan." She looked at her friend's grief filled eyes.
"Usagi, how could we forget?" Usagi just shook her head.
"Mako-chan, it was out of our hands. We couldn't help it if our memories were tampered with."
"When did you remember?"
"After I broke up with Mamoru. I couldn't do it anymore, I couldn't go on pretending."
"And we didn't even see that you two were wrong for each other. What kind of protectors, friends were we if we couldn't even see-"
"Your memories were tampered with. As were mine."
"But our vision in the present wasn't hindered at all. We all let our past memories, what little we could remember lead us around like love sick school girls." Usagi sighed.
"It wasn't just your fault, Mako-chan. Why do you think I accepted the ring from him before he went to America? Or that I stayed with him for three years?"
"Then you knew what the ring was for-"
"Of course I did. But it was so much easier pretending that I didn't. Pretending a lot of things. Like being ditzy and clumsy. Part of it was because of earth's gravity, the clumsy part, I mean, but..." she trailed off. "We all made mistakes, Mako-chan, but what's important is that we're here now, ne?" Usagi tried to lighten the mood with a smile. She was relieved when her friend gave her one in return.
"How is everyone?"
"Everyone is fine. Except Wufei." Usagi frowned and then giggled. "He came up with this ludicrous idea that woman are weak and should be addressed as onna. I taught him a lesson with one of the moves you and Haruka taught me." She gave Makoto a quick run down on what everyone had been doing for their lives in this dimension. "I'm still puzzled about one thing. When-and how-did you remember?"
"I remembered last night, before I came here. Pluto came to my apartment and told me that there was a disk I needed to get from a base in a different dimension. I had just deleted the disk's information on the hard drive when low and behold, Heero comes charging into the room with his gun drawn. I remembered. I always thought that they would be flashbacks or something, but it was like one minute didn't know anything about who he was and then I did. I remembered everything." She smiled ruthfully. "And since I remembered how sword happy our Heero had been and realized that he had a gun and could now be trigger happy, I did the only intelligent thing. I teleported out of there and to where you were, here."
"I wonder what he thinks about that. I bet he went and told Trowa and Quatre and that means that they will be here sometime soon and I'm hungry." She turned pleading eyes on her friend. Mako laughed.
"Alright, show me where the kitchen is. But I want to see my brother right after we finish."
They headed out to the kitchen and Makoto began to make bacon and eggs as well as chocolate chip pancakes for herself and her princess. Usagi went to brush her hair and Makoto had just placed the last pancake on a plate when a voice startled her into almost dropping the plate.
"Omae o korosu." She whirled around to face Heero who was pointing a gun at her. She swallowed once and decided that until Usagi returned, she'd have to keep him too distracted to shoot her.
"Oh, hi, you must be Usagi's roommate. The silly girl didn't tell me that she had a roommate, but that's okay. Do you want some breakfast? Oh, I didn't introduce myself, did I? I'm Kino Makoto, well, I guess since we're here in America, it would be Makoto Kino. My friends call me Mako-chan but since we're here in America and there is no chan, you can call me Mako. But I don't think I know who you are-" Heero's eyes narrowed.
"It's you, from last night." He cut her off. "Give me the disk."
"Last night? I was here with Usagi-chan. She's my friend from back home. She invited me to come visit her and I stayed with her, in her room last night." Makoto smirked inside at the look of bafflement that crossed Heero's face. It was only for a split second, but she had seen it. Good. Her insistent chatter was giving him a headache.
"Stop." The voice was hard. Makoto tried to look nervous.
"Heero," the voice came from behind him. He pulled out another gun and pointed it in Usagi's direction without looking. "Heero, this is my friend, Mako-chan. Please put away the gun." She was slightly surprised when he listened to her. "Would you like to join us for breakfast?" Suddenly, she was looking at the end of his gun. She told Makoto with her eyes not to move. "Heero?"
"Don't." His voice came out raspy. "Don't talk to me."
"Heero-"
"I said DON'T TALK!" His voice came out with more emotion then he had ever shown. She had gotten under his skin in the day that he knew her. There was just something about her that made its way past all of his training and made him feel. "Damn it, how did you do it?" His voice was a whisper.
"Do it?"
"You got passed my defenses. You make me feel!" His breath began to come out in ragged gasps. "You are a threat to my mission." He cocked his gun and even though Usagi had told Makoto to leave it alone, her friend whipped out her gun from her dimensional pocket and pointed it at the pilot's head.
"Don't you threaten her, Heero Yui. She had gone to hell and back because of you, don't you threaten her."
"Mako-chan." Usagi's voice came out a whispered plea. Heero looked into Usagi's eyes and found himself falling into his mind.
*flashback*
"Heero, don't leave me, please don't-"
"Renity, I can't," he coughed, "I love you."
"Heero," for the first time, Heero noticed that her white gown was covered in blood and her hands were trying to stanch a wound on his chest. He tried to give a weak smile at the girl leaning over him. He felt his strength leave his body until only his mind was working-and even that was slowly shutting down. He vaguely realized that she had grabbed the dagger laying at his side and plunged it between her ribs. Pain suddenly exploded in his body, not from the wound she was now laying on, but from his heart. The last thing he saw was her soft gaze above him.
*end flashback*
Heero stumbled back into his own body and stared with horror at the girl he was pointing his gun at. The feeling of pain from her look alike's death was still fresh in his mind as he stumbled back. At her questioning glance, he turned on his heel and ran from the room slamming the door behind him.
Makoto watched as her Princess slid to the floor clutching her chest.
"Usa!" Her voice was alarmed as she ran to her friend and put her arm around the now sobbing girl.
"God, he's hurting so bad, Mako-chan, this hurts him so much." Makoto remembered the soul bond that they had had in the Silver Millennium. It was one of the reasons that Serenity had killed herself over Heero then-without him, the void in her soul was all consuming and she would have been only a shell of her formal self. She turned her head as the door opened and gave a weak smile. Trowa and Quatre had arrived.
WHEW! Another Chapter done and finished with. I think there are only going to be two more, and that's it. I leave soon anyway for vacation and then I go straight to boarding school.
