Destiny's Daughter 4
By: Rage Barton

Thanks to all those who took there precious time to review my fic. ::Sniff sniff:: I'm....I'm so speechless! Okay, now that that's done, welcome to another exciting chapter. I'm too tired to do much, I seem to have developed the disease that all authors fear, the deadly writer's block. Dun dun dun! God, I'm thinking of other people's fics, which I am dying to find out what happens...ahem ahem, accepting the Beast by the talented Nausicaa, Missing by A Mile by the genius Black Rose, and other stuff my brain seems to have fogotten. So, I look upon this blank page with the upmost fear. Now, back to Rage's regular style of speech.

Sup peepz? This is my little fic, and well I don't own Gundam. I'm trying to, but my current saving amount up to, ::blush:: 20 bucks. I think I need at least 100 to start bidding, n well, with my current speed of 5 dollars a month, since I can't help but sped a lot of money, that will take, :pulls out calculator:: er...i can do this...ta da! Another year and 3 months. ANOTHER YEAR AND THREE MONTHS?!?!? ::faints::



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Miaka looked at the door. She found it strange that she was standing in front of Heero's room. The second she came from the wonderful bubble bath, her first thought was to apologize and allow him to call or send an email to his friends. And yet, now she stands out here, frozen to the spot and scared to death of seeing her best friend.

"You are pathetic Nikki. Come on."

She raised her hand to the door, about to knock when nervousness gripped her and she ended up flying back to her room is neck breaking speed. She ran into her room and closed the door. Looking around, she sighed and collapsed on her bed. She picked up a dark blue pillow and covered her head.

"Nikki, you are pathetic. You can't even apologize to your best friend. I mean, you've destroyed thousands of mobile suits, blew up hundreds of bases, gone through 13 years of training, been hurt more times then I can count, pilot one of the most deadly machines in the world, AND I CAN'T SAY SORRY?!?!?!??!?!"

She groaned as she forced herself to get up.

"You can do this."

Her feet carried her slowly to Heero's door again.

"Just go in there and say, Heero, I'm sorry. You can call your friends if you want."

She paused and headed back to her room. She suddenly paused.

"Sup Heero? I hope you feel better cuz today is your lucky day! I'm letting you contact your friends!"

Miaka quickly ran back towards Heero's room.

"NO! THAT'S SO DUMB!"

She headed back to her room when she paused.

"Heero your my best friend, so I'll let you contact your friends! Yea, that's it!"

She ran towards his room again only to freeze.......AGAIN.

"What if he doesn't wanna be my best friend?!??!?!? What if I say that and he thinks I'm an idiot?"

She ran towards her room again.

"Heero, the reason that I couldn't let you conact your friends is because I'm part of the gundam organization where Dr. J and I are dedicated to save the world from the forces of evil and all those things. And therefore they do not know of my exsistence and that I am here since no one is to know of Destiny's Fate and I, which forms the team that has been kicking the asses of veil and saving you guys. We keep it a secret because we know it would be a blow to your extremely big egos. That's the one!"

She ran towards Heero's room again. (AN: I was watching Charlie's angels, the part where Alex (Lucy Lu) must tell her bf that she's part of Charlie's organization. I tried the best I could!)

She froze in front of the door again. She looked at the huge oak door and just stood there. As she finally picked up her feet to walk away, the door suddenly swung open to reveal...Dr. J!

"Hello Nikki."

Nikki only stood there and glare at the poor guy.

"Uh...bye Nikki."

Dr. J quickly walked away from the short, but very explosive girl. Nikki sighed and walked in. She saw Heero lying on the bed, his piercing blue eyes boring into her own. She looked away, blown away by the intensity of thos orbs.

"I....eh....Heero...."

"Miaka... look at me."

Miaka reluctantly riased her own dark brown eyes to meet Heero's fathomless pools of Prussian blue. The second she met his eyes, she lost herself. All she could do was to stand there, while his wild blue eyes relaxed her soul. His eyes saw the very depth of her soul and they were strangely comforting. They held the one thing that no other eyes had ever held, he understood. He understood why she was fighting, why she had to do certain things, why she was who she was. She saw a yearning, perhaps not for her but someone. Someone who could forgive him, someone that could just understand him without him having to explain, someone to love him, for him, not the so call hero of the world.

"I wish I could be that someone..."

Miaka gasped as she realized she had said that out loud. Heero continued to stare into her eyes.

He couldn't look away. Her eyes held him to that sopt. It felt as if all his anger, all his pain disappeared the second they made eye contact. He drowned in her eyes. He suddenly felt at peace, like everything was right in the world, that there was to be no more pain. As long as he stared into those beautiful pools of brown, everything in the world was right. He felt in those eyes, he could tell all his secrets, his soul was bare, and yet she did not flinch away. She knew all he had been through and yet she did not look at him in disgust. He knew she understood him, as he did her. He knew she wanted someone, someone to hold her close at night, someone that can understand all that she has been through, someone that loves her...all of her.

"I wish I could be that someone..."

Heero suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her speak. And yet, he kept staring into her eyes, not wanting to loss that feeling he got when he looked into her eyes.

"Heero..."

He looked into her eyes. Miaka felt as she if would drown again. She looked away because she needed to apologize. When she broke their eye contact, Heero frowned slightly.

"Heero...I came to say..."

"Miaka I want to tell you something..."

Miaka and Heero blushed when they realized they spoke at once.

"You first!" Both shouted.

"No you!" They both frowned as they realized that speaking together was getting them no where fast. Heero sighed.

"At the same time?"

Miaka nodded. Both of them took a deep breath.

"What I want to say is that I'm sorry."

Miaka's and Heero's head whipped up as they both heard what the other wanted to say. They caught each other's eyes and felt that same drowning feeling again. Heero smiled.

"You have nothing to apologize for. I'm sorry I was so tough and rough. I was just worried that my friends would be panicing and it's not everyday that I found out I had been out for half a month."

Miaka shook her head. She unconsciously took a step toward.

"No Heero, I should be apologizing. I know how worried they must be. And well, I'm sorry for only thinking about keeping the location a secret. I didn't mean to."

They both smiled as Miaka sat down by the side of Heero's bed. Heero smiled as he leaned toward.

"You never apologize."

Miaka leaned froward.

"Well I am now."

Heero leaned forward again slightly.

"That's a first."

Miaka did the same.

"There is always room for firsts."

There faces were now only inches apart. Miaka bent toward slightly as did Heero. Soon, they were so colse Heero hear Miaka's breathing as Miaka could feel his breath on her face. A few more centimeters and they could taste each other's lips on theirs. Their pulses storming, the secret yearning flaming in their hearts. So close...








"HELLO YOU TWO."

The door slammed open. The two quickly moved apart as they saw Dr. J standing in the doorway. His jaw practically dropped at the sight. He quicly ran out the room. Miaka stood up and looked around.

"Sorry, I.....eh...um....I got carried away."

Miaka quickly bent down and kissed Heero on right cheek before running out so fast she must of broken the speed barrier. As he watched her quickly disappearing back, he slowly lifted his hand to his cheek. The second Miaka's lips touched his cheek, Heero could of sworn that he could have metlted. The feel of her tender and soft lips on his cheek could drive him insane. That one brief kiss awoke feelings that he had buried in his training. His senses were now clearer, as all he could think of was her tender lips that left such a mark on his cheek.

"Miaka..."

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Miaka pushed herself against her door as she panted. Her eyes wide as she slowly sank to the floor. She didn't believe she was so close in kissing him. God, those lips looked as if they were carved by the devil himself as they tempted any women to kiss. His eyes drowning her. She put her hand on her lips. His skin felt so soft under her lips. His cheek smooth and soft under her lips. His skin tanned slightly and tender. God, she could kiss that skin all day. What she wouldn't give to kiss his beautiful lips. She noticed how his lips quirked only slightly when he gave her that cute smirk. Only staring at his lips made her knees go weak. 'God,' she though, 'how it would feel to have his full and wonderful lips on mine. His toned and well-chiseled body press against mine. His lips praising my very skin. His body forcing mine down as my body melt into his beautiful body. His kisses praising me and we would join...'

Miaka suddenly sat up as she threw herself into the bathroom. She threw herself into the shower and turned on the cold water at full blast.

'Oh my god, I did not just think that. How could I?!?!? I can't believe......oh lord."

The freezing water washed over her as it slightly lowered her temperature.

"Damn you Yuy for doing this."

The cold water did little good as she found herself wondering back to that brief moment when she kissed him, when everything in the world seemed right and perfect. That one second when he could drown in him, that one second when she could pretend that...

"I was his..."

...the one second when the impossible would happen. That one brief moment when she could pretend that she was his, that he wanted her, that he found that someone in her...that one moment where she could pretend...

"That he loves me."



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Well, there you go, finished with this. When I was writing this, I was listening to Whitney Houson, her music filled my mind. I like this chapter, I do!!! I should listen to Whitney Houston more often I think. Please tell me what you think, even if you don't like it. After all, I am only a kid, seriously I am only a kid. And well, I want to improve.

PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!! DON'T LEAVE ME HANGING. THANK YOU FOR READING!!!!