Beyond Eternity:
~Washu's Lullaby ~
AN: Wow! I got my reviews! Ok ok, I'll continue one more chapter. And I'll add the other outers into the mess. They won't be in the triangle, but they'll fall in love as well. As for the inners, they will come in sometimes, not always. This is not about the Inners. Or Usagi. I will not have a couple between them.
Usagi is with Mamoru. MAMORU. I will not change that. Now if it was about her, oh yeah I would but it's not, and I don't want to deal with that.
Now. Since this is a romance and all……….POLL!
Hotaru/Duo/Wufei/Quatre
Setsuna/Duo/Wufei/Quatre
~*~ = scene change
--- = time passing
…….blah….= thoughts
*blah*= Lyrics
Ages:
Michiru/ Haruka: 18
Setsuna:25
Hotaru:15
Inners:17
Chibi-Usa: 14
Mamoru: 22
Trowa:21
Heero:19
Duo:17
Quatre:18
Wufei:20
Disclaimer: I OWN THEM ALL!!! MWA HA HA HA HA…. What are you doing? NO! NOT THE TELETUBBIES! NO!
Haruka……….
What I dream of is a beach house where I live together with you. A white house on the promontory, where we can always hear the sounds of the waves surging back and forth. What a thought!
But it would have been better if you were a more boring, ordinary person. So then I would live without wanting you. Even if we did happen to meet, I would live without wanting you.
Even when you're with a lot of friends, you're always still alone... I knew about you since I was a child. I've known since I was little that I'd be able to meet my destined one. But that's not the reason I wanted you. Destiny is meaningless to me. I'm not the type to worry about that sort of thing.
Since the darkened sky stole the sun, I can't just leave myself to the current. That's revealed by human nature, I know. Just... Oh, you're so attractive anyway! *sigh* I wish we hadn't met. I plan to break up with you even now, if you become a boring person. But I know. You won't depend on anyone. You'll always be obedient to your own feelings. And you'll be like that until you die.
So fine! I've decided myself! I'm just running toward what I want. To always be with you, who knows isolation... I've decided that... in my heart.
1 Haruka……
~*~
*April roses, tiny sparrows,
Cornets bright and new
All belong together
With the myst'ry that is you
When I see your little face
I hear a song from long ago
I think you know
The many secrets I've forgotten*
Haruka gasped in pain as Michiru squeezed her hand horribly. The pain tore through her.
" Gah! Michi-chan!" Michiru glared fire at Haruka. They had been searching for days for the mysterious man who had a daughter he didn't know about. Haruka had a drawn picture of the man that Michiru drew one evening while reminiscing about her tryst with him. His tenderness, his smile, his eyes, Michiru captured all of these in her picture. Her skillful hand drew Trowa in a new light, which his comrades, with the exception of Quatre, had never seen.
" YOU HAD BETTER FIND HIM! I'LL KILL HIM WHEN I SEE HIM!"
Hotaru and Setsuna laughed until their sides hurt and motioned their other friends over.
" Ami-chan, Rei-chan, go to the east district, look everywhere." Haruka handed them a photocopy of the drawing, and off out the door they went, running like hell was at their heels.
" Mako-chan, Minako-chan, look west."
" Usagi, Mamoru, look in the north.
I will look south. Chibi-chan, Taru-chan, Setsuna, watch Michiru, I'll be back." With photocopies of the drawing in everyone's hands, they all left in different directions, much like they had many times.
Michiru took hold of Setsuna's hand, and immediately crushed the small hand. Setsuna winced, biting her lip. And then, with a great amount of strength, Setsuna pulled away, and stuck bunched up towel in her hand's place.
" I love you, Michiru, but you're not going to break my hand."
~*~
*Generations through the ages
Joined as one somehow
Leading to the miracle
That I am holding now
From the sky and from the sea
Upon a breeze you came to me
You seem to see
A greater universe than I do*
Rei and Ami ran through the streets, asking all kinds of people if they had seen this man. Rei was talking to one man, who couldn't keep gaping at Ami. Frustrated and enraged, she turned to another man. One with light blonde hair and blue-green eyes.
" Sir, I am Hino-san, ano….have you seen this man?" She said, offering the picture and a polite if worried smile.
" This is incredible, this drawing. I know him. That's Trowa. I'll help with what ever I can."
Ami waved at Rei, and off they went, in search of Trowa Barton.
-----
Mako and Mina, also had no luck with finding Trowa. They found a man with shoulder length black hair.
" Sir, Have you seen this man?" When asked, the man just nodded, and turned to leave.
" You have? Can you tell me where he is?" The man shook his head and walked off.
Furious about his arrogance, Mina reached out and pulled his hair.
" Hey! We asked you a question, you onore!" The man then turned around, eyes sparkling with anger.
" I do not answer to women! I have other things to do! I know the man. His name is Trowa!"
With that he turned away, only to be smacked upside the head.
" Hey! You'll help us!"
" What makes you think that?"
Mako watched in growing fury, and, with out fulling being conscious of it, she punched him. Punched him dead on in the nose. His eye's grew wide with pain, and shock….then finally, admiration.
" Kisama!" Mako punched him again…..and knocked him out.
" Oops."
"MAKO!"
----
"Where are they? I need Nanashi! Haruka better get back here, or I'll go after them!"
Michiru gasped with each contraction, her face mottled with pain and rage, her small, but swelled body trembling in the house. Setsuna was at the phone, preparing to call a midwife.
" No! I want this to be natural. You and Ami-chan can deliver my baby." Setsuna nodded gently at Michiru's requests.
" I don't know how to deliver a baby, Michi-chan."
" What do you mean?!?"
-----
Usagi and Mamoru had found a man claiming to know Nanashi.
" That's Tro-man. I know him. Kind of tall, really lean. I'll help you find him."
Usagi thanked the man, and off the three went, asking, bugging, and pestering people, about Trowa
----
Haruka had looked everywhere, when she heard a haunting melody. It was beautiful. Compelled by it, she ran towards it. Her trip took her through the streets to a park. There, on the bench where Michiru had been crying so long ago, sat Trowa Barton . Trowa was playing a flute, the song of it reaching and tearing at her. It was like when she had heard Michiru the first time on her violin, when she was great, that is. She remembered when Michiru was learning, her small faced screw up in anger as she tried to learn the violin.
Haruka walked towards the man, relief flowed through her.
" Sir, I need to talk to you." Trowa heard Haruka, and looked towards her. He glanced up in surprise.
" Hai?"
" Do you know a girl named Michiru Kaioh?" Haruka asked, clasping her hands, her knuckles white.
She watched the man grow suspicious.
" Who are you?"
" I'm Haruka. Tenoh Haruka."
" Michi-chan's lover? I thought her lover was female." He knew Michiru of course. Her beautiful eyes, her silk hair, the chain she gave him.
Haruka glanced at him, raised an eyebrow and glared.
Her midnight eyes reminded him of Heero's gaze, deep and dark. He laughed at the annoyance in her expression.
" Yes I know her."
" She's pregnant with YOUR child."
" WHAT?!"
Trowa had to sit down. That was unexpected.
" Ruka-chan?" came a deep voice from behind her.
Heero Yuy stood there, holding a donut. Around his neck, he wore her chain. A tender feeling flooded her. She almost went limp with emotion.
"Heero? "
Heero remembered her eyes from that night. Her eyes. And of course, the kiss she pressed into the hollow of his neck. The whole memory stirred in him. It was nine months ago. Nearly a year. Heero than glanced at Trowa, amused.
" What's wrong, Trowa?"
" I'm a father."
"WHAT?!?"
~*~
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Dream of somewhere far away
Do you remember still
How I hope you always will
Keep the mem'ry of the day
The world was born*
Michiru had become demanding in her last hours of pregnancy.
" Setsuna! WHERE IS MY HARUKA?!" Setsuna winced, ignoring the sleeping children by her side.
Hotaru and Chibi-usa had fallen asleep waiting for Haruka to return with Nanashi. Hotaru turned in her sleep, both of them on the couch by the bed Michiru was in. Michiru occasionally winced in pain and looked very pale. She needed Haruka.
" Michiru!" A tall man rushed in the room, followed by Haruka and the others. The man had a worried look on his face, rushing to her side.
" Nanashi…."
" Trowa, Michi-chan, Trowa." He looked at her, her face flushed, her eyes wincing every now and then, her hair clinging to her head. Trowa took hold of her hand, and cringed when she grasped it in pain.
Haruka rushed over to the other side of the bed, clinging to Michiru's other hand. Heero watched in fascination as they both look in worriment over the small lady. She was beautiful, not doubt about that.
" Heero, Trowa!" Three other figures came forward, followed by the inners. Quatre Winner, Wufei Chang, and Duo Maxwell watched the others in confusion.
" Miss Kaioh-sama…" Quatre breathed in wonder at the lady in the bed.
" Who is Miss Kaioh, Quatre?"
" She is only the most famous violinist in the world. Her music is beautiful. She is my peak. She is the one I try to emulate." Quatre said, almost envious of Trowa's grasp on her.
"AGHHHHHH!!!!!!!" With the pain of coming contractions, the baby began to make it's way into the world. Setsuna watched, and for the first time, fainted in the line of duty. Ami shrugged, pushed her aside, and grasped the child. Pulling it very gently, she motioned Rei to get a bowl of warm water. Usagi ran to get towels and the rest just watched. Finally, the baby had come out completely, and Ami washed it off gently, wiping away the after birth from Michiru as well. Then, Usagi wrapped it in the towels to gently dry it off. Curling soft hair, it was an odd mix of brown hair and teal streaks. Green eyes met blue, and Usagi handed the baby girl over to Michiru. Haruka watched the thing in growing hurt. She knew that Michi and her would never have a child together. Never. It caused her a deep pain, and she forced a smile.
*When you wake up I'll be waiting
Eager for your smile
You've had quite a journey, Darling
You should rest a while
When you cry we still rejoice
To hear your voice - oh yes, it's true
My sweet Medii
Please understand how much we love you*
" It's a girl, Trowa. A girl. I'll call her Medii. " Michiru watched Trowa just stare at his child. His eyes held a light gentle tenderness, and he reached out to stroke a downy soft cheek. Green eyes held him, and she gurgled in delight. She wasn't even crying when she was born. She wasn't mottled she was beautiful. Trowa couldn't breathe. He picked her up, and looked down at Michiru. She smiled weakly, and began to cry. A tear escaped his eye, and then Trowa looked to Heero. Heero smiled uncertainly, and pushed everyone out of the room. Heero turned to Haruka, offered an arm, and turned to another room. They needed to talk, Trowa and Michiru. Heero walked towards the next empty room, while every one else was in the living room, talking of the birth of Medii. He pulled Haruka in the room, to fix what was happening to her.
" Tenoh-san. Trowa is my… koibito. I do not like the thought of sharing him! But the bond between my Trowa, and your Michi-baka, have caused me to consider something." Heero was about to continue to rant, except he saw the look on Haruka's face.
" Michi is not a baka! Trowa-onore took her!"
" She took him!"
" IIE!"
"HAI!!"
Haruka and Heero were locked in a passionate battle. They couldn't stand the bond the Trowa and Michiru shared. Haruka watched Heero grasp the pendant around his throat. It was an unconscious gesture, something he had been doing for ages now. It lent him strength, and courage. He didn't know it was Haruka's gift to him. The blonde haired girl continued to stare at Heero. His eyes grew hard Prussian, ready for verbal battle. He looked ready to kill. This was a side she had never seen.
" I gave you that, you know." Haruka's voice said, changing the topic.
" What?"
" I gave you that. The pendent with the sign of Uranus on it's front, I gave it to you . I gave you that." Heero looked to his hand, and jerked away from it.
" Like I said. I have considered something. The child will need a father. There has to be a way…..move in with us. Let Michiru move in with us."
" WHAT? She's my koibito! I go where she goes."
" I meant you too, Ruka."
~*~
*April roses, tiny sparrows,
Cornets bright and new
All belong together
With the myst'ry that is you
When I see your little face
I hear a song from long ago
I think you know
The many secrets I've forgotten*
" What did you call her?" Trowa asked, giving Michiru Medii and then sitting down next to the mother of his child.
" Medii. Medii Kitai," Michiru watched pain shadow his features. He never forgave Medii. She turned on him. "You don't like it?"
" It's wonderful."
Michiru watched the child gurgling and laughed throatily. She was so tiny, and her fists moved around, as if swimming. But then, she let out a wail. Her tiny face screwed up in anger. She was hungry. Michiru felt the tiny mouth routing around, searching for sustenance. Michiru blushed, and began to unbutton her nightgown to accommodate the infant. Trowa turned his head quickly. Michiru laughed.
" It's nothing. Medii is hungry." She turned a bit in the bed to make sure Trowa's sensibilities weren't lacerated. He turned back to her and smiled.
" Arigato. Michi-chan…..what are we going to do about Medii? What are we going to do..about…..well us?" Trowa asked, needing reassurance.
" Medii is going to need her father and mother, and it wouldn't be a problem to have two more parents. This is going to cause a lot of pain for Haruka and Heero. That was Heero, ne?"
Trowa nodded, watching Michiru in the moonlight. She was smiling, her eyes twinkling, and her skin beautiful. He remembered the night with a flush.
" Heero is very handsome. Very tough, quite isolated, even with you? Much like my Ruka." Trowa narrowed his eyes, clearly stating " Back off."
~*~
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Later on perhaps you'll tell
The wondrous things you've seen
More miraculous than dreams
Tell me all about the day
The world was born *
" Heero, I know you don't like Michi. I'm not fond of Trowa. But we have to compromise for the miracle that has been given to them. I'll move in with you two. Do the other men live with you?" Haruka asked, midnight eyes boring into midnight eyes. They were so alike, her and Heero.
" Yes, but maybe perhaps, they could move in her, with you're other roommates. Seven people might be too much for a baby." Heero watched the woman. She was so pretty, when she wasn't trying to hide her femininity. Her hair was soft and curly. Wild, it was, even though it was short in length. She was tall, taller than him by two inches, and her body was slender. She wasn't quite curvy, and she didn't have a welcoming air. But she was beautiful. When she thought of Michiru, her eyes softened to gentle midnight, instead of cold Prussian like his own. She smiled often in her presence, and was very tender in when around Michiru…and the other girls, he noticed. The small black-haired girl, and the older green haired woman.
" No. We can't break up families. You guys could live here. This mansion has plenty of room. The are about 10 bedrooms. Please, we have enough room." Haruka asked, not wanting to leave Hotaru or Setsuna. They had been her family for too long. Heero considered it….and nodded yes.
" Now, Ruka…….I want to talk about us."
"……Us?" Her heart thundered at the word us. What was it about Heero that made her want to jump on him and kiss his face all-over? She struggled within herself. She only felt this way with Michiru. Not with any other, she had a passing crush for her princess, but she loved Michiru. She glanced at Heero's body, and immediately knew the physical reasons. His body was incredibly strong; he'd be a worthy match for her. His unruly brown hair gave the appearance of youth while his eyes were drained of innocence. He knew the world's tortures. He knew pain and tragedy, had caused it like she had. She felt an immediate bond with him. She could relate to the tragic past of Heero Yuy. She knew every feature of him, from just his eyes.
" Yes……us. What are we going to do about this? About Michi and Trowa?"
" I love Michi. I don't like Trowa. But I won't put up trouble."
" I love Trowa. I can tolerate Michiru for him." Heero watched Haruka put a hand through her hair.
" And I also want to talk about……us. Us. You and I. Heero and Haruka. What's going on between us? I feel an attraction for you. I admit it. I think you are beautiful. I almost wouldn't hesitate making love to you. I also…feel a relationship. A bond between ourselves. I….You make me want to be humane. To laugh and feel and breath and think and worry and fear for other people. You make me feel, just like Trowa does…Just like Trowa does. Please. Tell me I'm not the only one. Tell me you feel a kinship with me. That I'm not crazy." Heero's eyes were pleading, begging her to tell him the truth. She felt the tug of his eyes, and fell for it.
" I…love Michiru. I love Michiru Kaioh. I…do…feel fond of you, but nothing more. You are nuts. I don't like you as much as you feel for me, if you speak the truth." Haruka could feel the doubts beginning to crawl in her mind. Feelings, emotions flooded her. Tender feelings. Feelings of compassion, understanding, empathy, made their way through her body. She was completely troubled. How did so much happen in a day? Haruka hardened her eyes. She couldn't let him move her. It would complicate too many things. Hark Tenth aimed a well-placed dart right through Hero. His eyes went dark and cold. Haruka watched in pain. She shouldn't have said that. He did mean things to her. He was a complex enigma that had crawled in the space she reserved for Usagi-chan and the other senshi. He was companion from the start. He was her. A part of her. It was like a piece missing had been filled. Destiny solved. And She ruined it.
She wanted to hurt herself. He scared her. His passion was intense. He was one of those guys that would love once and never love again. Oh Kami…….
" Hee-chan….I'm sorry. I just don't feel that way." Heero watched her try to soften the blow. Then his piercing eyes analyzed her expression. She was lying. She was lying right out. He knew it. He made her feel vunerable as a female, and it scared her. She was being a woman for once, not hiding behind the toughness that raised her, and it scared her to death. Hee-chan. That was what Trowa called him. She was lying through her teeth.
~*~
----Three Weeks Later----
*When you wake up I'll be waiting
Eager for your smile
You've had quite a journey, Darling
You should rest a while
When you cry we still rejoice
To hear your voice - oh yes, it's true
My sweet Medii
Please understand how much we love you*
Haruka held Kitai Medii and watched the tiny face with mixed feelings. It was her daughter. It didn't matter what anyone else says. She would be her mother just as Trowa was her father and Michiru was her mother. All nine of them, ten of them were a family.
She had found the five new roomies vastly entertaining. Wufei had learned the first day in when he was hit by Mako not to mess with the women, and over the days, was always sparring with Haruka. He thought it quite a challenge. Duo was great with Medii. He was fun and outgoing, much like Chibi-usa, who was always over and had a huge crush on Quatre and Duo. Duo was always playing around with the two youngest members of the house hold, who of course made him happy when they fought for his attention.
Quatre was awed by Michiru's talent, and was always playing for her, when she was recovering, or when she wanted to hear a song he wrote. He was extremely polite, and never refrained from using "miss" before any of their names. Trowa was always with Michiru, talking and laughing with her. Haruka really didn't like that part at all. She was straining under the pressure of jealousy, and the rip between her and Heero didn't mend. It was midnight, around the time when she would watch Heero, and ponder. It had become a habit. She couldn't hide her feelings at night. She wanted to wake him and heal the canyon between them. They needed to be friends. Haruka wandered over to Trowa's and Heero's room. She quietly opened the door, and walked in. She glanced at Medii's crib. They put it in here because it was Trowa's turn to watch the baby for the week. Anything she needed, she got it. The blonde walked over and put Medii in it.
Dear child. I love you so. You're just as much mine as his. You will be my daughter too. I love you.
Haruka walked to Heero's bed, and watched him in slumber. His hair was messy, his face young. He looked like a little boy. Haruka smiled, a tear rolling down her cheek. She wanted to touch him, to smooth his unruly hair. She watched him, troubled.
……Heero I…..I….I like you. I like you a lot. Ok….I love you. I love you too much. I love you as much as Michiru. It isn't right. You love Trowa. Michi loves Trowa. I know she does. She wouldn't tell me. Oh…Heero.. Who will be mine?
Haruka reached out, and lightly touched his hair. He didn't stir, and it gave her courage. He still wore her pendant, and her heart leaped. She kneeled down by the bed, and leaned down to him. She whispered.
" Aishiteru, Heero….." With that, she kissed his forehead. Then his lips. Heero felt something soft on his mouth and opened his eyes to see Haruka kissing him. He felt extremely warm from it. Heero mumbled out her name.
" Ruka-chan." She immediately pulled away. She looked shocked, and confused.
" Ruka….." With that, he sat up, and pulled her to him. The kiss was sweet, and shy. Much like her first kiss with Michi. Heero didn't demand her to stay, and then, feeling possessive, she lifted her hands to snake through his hair. All of a sudden, a wail let up from the corner of the room. Haruka and Heero broke away in frustration, and Trowa shot up out of his bed.
" Medii………WHY CAN'T YOU LET ME SLEEP?!!" Trowa got out of bed, irritated and sleepy, and stumbled to the crib, picking the little 'angel' up. Haruka and Heero followed.
" Haruka, I tried putting her to sleep. But she won't! She won't sleep! Onegai…Onegai, bring me a bottle, bring me Michi, anything." Haruka couldn't help but smile evilly at Trowa's attempts to raise a child. He had bags under his eyes, his hair was a mess, and he looked ready to cry.
" Daijabou, Trowa. I'll take her." She snatched Kitai Medii, stroked her blue-brown hair, and marched out of the room.
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Later on perhaps you'll tell
The wondrous things you've seen
More miraculous than dreams
Tell me all about the day
The world was born*
Michiru sat, feeding Medii in the morning, her eyes a delight when Trowa told her what had happened.
" They kissed, Michi. They are falling in love, and fighting it all the way. Much like we did. I Love you and Heero, and Haruka's nice." He said, a smile gracing his features.
" MAXWELL! Give me my FOOD!!" Crashs, and breaking of things were heard from the dining room.
" FEI, YOU HAD BETTER STOP!" Haruka's voice boomed and was followed by Heero's.
" DUO!"
" It's another morning, Trowa-chan."
"Yes Michi, it is."
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Dream of somewhere far away
Do you remember still
How I hope you always will
Keep the mem'ry of the day
The world was born*
~Washu's Lullaby ~
AN: Wow! I got my reviews! Ok ok, I'll continue one more chapter. And I'll add the other outers into the mess. They won't be in the triangle, but they'll fall in love as well. As for the inners, they will come in sometimes, not always. This is not about the Inners. Or Usagi. I will not have a couple between them.
Usagi is with Mamoru. MAMORU. I will not change that. Now if it was about her, oh yeah I would but it's not, and I don't want to deal with that.
Now. Since this is a romance and all……….POLL!
Hotaru/Duo/Wufei/Quatre
Setsuna/Duo/Wufei/Quatre
~*~ = scene change
--- = time passing
…….blah….= thoughts
*blah*= Lyrics
Ages:
Michiru/ Haruka: 18
Setsuna:25
Hotaru:15
Inners:17
Chibi-Usa: 14
Mamoru: 22
Trowa:21
Heero:19
Duo:17
Quatre:18
Wufei:20
Disclaimer: I OWN THEM ALL!!! MWA HA HA HA HA…. What are you doing? NO! NOT THE TELETUBBIES! NO!
Haruka……….
What I dream of is a beach house where I live together with you. A white house on the promontory, where we can always hear the sounds of the waves surging back and forth. What a thought!
But it would have been better if you were a more boring, ordinary person. So then I would live without wanting you. Even if we did happen to meet, I would live without wanting you.
Even when you're with a lot of friends, you're always still alone... I knew about you since I was a child. I've known since I was little that I'd be able to meet my destined one. But that's not the reason I wanted you. Destiny is meaningless to me. I'm not the type to worry about that sort of thing.
Since the darkened sky stole the sun, I can't just leave myself to the current. That's revealed by human nature, I know. Just... Oh, you're so attractive anyway! *sigh* I wish we hadn't met. I plan to break up with you even now, if you become a boring person. But I know. You won't depend on anyone. You'll always be obedient to your own feelings. And you'll be like that until you die.
So fine! I've decided myself! I'm just running toward what I want. To always be with you, who knows isolation... I've decided that... in my heart.
1 Haruka……
~*~
*April roses, tiny sparrows,
Cornets bright and new
All belong together
With the myst'ry that is you
When I see your little face
I hear a song from long ago
I think you know
The many secrets I've forgotten*
Haruka gasped in pain as Michiru squeezed her hand horribly. The pain tore through her.
" Gah! Michi-chan!" Michiru glared fire at Haruka. They had been searching for days for the mysterious man who had a daughter he didn't know about. Haruka had a drawn picture of the man that Michiru drew one evening while reminiscing about her tryst with him. His tenderness, his smile, his eyes, Michiru captured all of these in her picture. Her skillful hand drew Trowa in a new light, which his comrades, with the exception of Quatre, had never seen.
" YOU HAD BETTER FIND HIM! I'LL KILL HIM WHEN I SEE HIM!"
Hotaru and Setsuna laughed until their sides hurt and motioned their other friends over.
" Ami-chan, Rei-chan, go to the east district, look everywhere." Haruka handed them a photocopy of the drawing, and off out the door they went, running like hell was at their heels.
" Mako-chan, Minako-chan, look west."
" Usagi, Mamoru, look in the north.
I will look south. Chibi-chan, Taru-chan, Setsuna, watch Michiru, I'll be back." With photocopies of the drawing in everyone's hands, they all left in different directions, much like they had many times.
Michiru took hold of Setsuna's hand, and immediately crushed the small hand. Setsuna winced, biting her lip. And then, with a great amount of strength, Setsuna pulled away, and stuck bunched up towel in her hand's place.
" I love you, Michiru, but you're not going to break my hand."
~*~
*Generations through the ages
Joined as one somehow
Leading to the miracle
That I am holding now
From the sky and from the sea
Upon a breeze you came to me
You seem to see
A greater universe than I do*
Rei and Ami ran through the streets, asking all kinds of people if they had seen this man. Rei was talking to one man, who couldn't keep gaping at Ami. Frustrated and enraged, she turned to another man. One with light blonde hair and blue-green eyes.
" Sir, I am Hino-san, ano….have you seen this man?" She said, offering the picture and a polite if worried smile.
" This is incredible, this drawing. I know him. That's Trowa. I'll help with what ever I can."
Ami waved at Rei, and off they went, in search of Trowa Barton.
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Mako and Mina, also had no luck with finding Trowa. They found a man with shoulder length black hair.
" Sir, Have you seen this man?" When asked, the man just nodded, and turned to leave.
" You have? Can you tell me where he is?" The man shook his head and walked off.
Furious about his arrogance, Mina reached out and pulled his hair.
" Hey! We asked you a question, you onore!" The man then turned around, eyes sparkling with anger.
" I do not answer to women! I have other things to do! I know the man. His name is Trowa!"
With that he turned away, only to be smacked upside the head.
" Hey! You'll help us!"
" What makes you think that?"
Mako watched in growing fury, and, with out fulling being conscious of it, she punched him. Punched him dead on in the nose. His eye's grew wide with pain, and shock….then finally, admiration.
" Kisama!" Mako punched him again…..and knocked him out.
" Oops."
"MAKO!"
----
"Where are they? I need Nanashi! Haruka better get back here, or I'll go after them!"
Michiru gasped with each contraction, her face mottled with pain and rage, her small, but swelled body trembling in the house. Setsuna was at the phone, preparing to call a midwife.
" No! I want this to be natural. You and Ami-chan can deliver my baby." Setsuna nodded gently at Michiru's requests.
" I don't know how to deliver a baby, Michi-chan."
" What do you mean?!?"
-----
Usagi and Mamoru had found a man claiming to know Nanashi.
" That's Tro-man. I know him. Kind of tall, really lean. I'll help you find him."
Usagi thanked the man, and off the three went, asking, bugging, and pestering people, about Trowa
----
Haruka had looked everywhere, when she heard a haunting melody. It was beautiful. Compelled by it, she ran towards it. Her trip took her through the streets to a park. There, on the bench where Michiru had been crying so long ago, sat Trowa Barton . Trowa was playing a flute, the song of it reaching and tearing at her. It was like when she had heard Michiru the first time on her violin, when she was great, that is. She remembered when Michiru was learning, her small faced screw up in anger as she tried to learn the violin.
Haruka walked towards the man, relief flowed through her.
" Sir, I need to talk to you." Trowa heard Haruka, and looked towards her. He glanced up in surprise.
" Hai?"
" Do you know a girl named Michiru Kaioh?" Haruka asked, clasping her hands, her knuckles white.
She watched the man grow suspicious.
" Who are you?"
" I'm Haruka. Tenoh Haruka."
" Michi-chan's lover? I thought her lover was female." He knew Michiru of course. Her beautiful eyes, her silk hair, the chain she gave him.
Haruka glanced at him, raised an eyebrow and glared.
Her midnight eyes reminded him of Heero's gaze, deep and dark. He laughed at the annoyance in her expression.
" Yes I know her."
" She's pregnant with YOUR child."
" WHAT?!"
Trowa had to sit down. That was unexpected.
" Ruka-chan?" came a deep voice from behind her.
Heero Yuy stood there, holding a donut. Around his neck, he wore her chain. A tender feeling flooded her. She almost went limp with emotion.
"Heero? "
Heero remembered her eyes from that night. Her eyes. And of course, the kiss she pressed into the hollow of his neck. The whole memory stirred in him. It was nine months ago. Nearly a year. Heero than glanced at Trowa, amused.
" What's wrong, Trowa?"
" I'm a father."
"WHAT?!?"
~*~
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Dream of somewhere far away
Do you remember still
How I hope you always will
Keep the mem'ry of the day
The world was born*
Michiru had become demanding in her last hours of pregnancy.
" Setsuna! WHERE IS MY HARUKA?!" Setsuna winced, ignoring the sleeping children by her side.
Hotaru and Chibi-usa had fallen asleep waiting for Haruka to return with Nanashi. Hotaru turned in her sleep, both of them on the couch by the bed Michiru was in. Michiru occasionally winced in pain and looked very pale. She needed Haruka.
" Michiru!" A tall man rushed in the room, followed by Haruka and the others. The man had a worried look on his face, rushing to her side.
" Nanashi…."
" Trowa, Michi-chan, Trowa." He looked at her, her face flushed, her eyes wincing every now and then, her hair clinging to her head. Trowa took hold of her hand, and cringed when she grasped it in pain.
Haruka rushed over to the other side of the bed, clinging to Michiru's other hand. Heero watched in fascination as they both look in worriment over the small lady. She was beautiful, not doubt about that.
" Heero, Trowa!" Three other figures came forward, followed by the inners. Quatre Winner, Wufei Chang, and Duo Maxwell watched the others in confusion.
" Miss Kaioh-sama…" Quatre breathed in wonder at the lady in the bed.
" Who is Miss Kaioh, Quatre?"
" She is only the most famous violinist in the world. Her music is beautiful. She is my peak. She is the one I try to emulate." Quatre said, almost envious of Trowa's grasp on her.
"AGHHHHHH!!!!!!!" With the pain of coming contractions, the baby began to make it's way into the world. Setsuna watched, and for the first time, fainted in the line of duty. Ami shrugged, pushed her aside, and grasped the child. Pulling it very gently, she motioned Rei to get a bowl of warm water. Usagi ran to get towels and the rest just watched. Finally, the baby had come out completely, and Ami washed it off gently, wiping away the after birth from Michiru as well. Then, Usagi wrapped it in the towels to gently dry it off. Curling soft hair, it was an odd mix of brown hair and teal streaks. Green eyes met blue, and Usagi handed the baby girl over to Michiru. Haruka watched the thing in growing hurt. She knew that Michi and her would never have a child together. Never. It caused her a deep pain, and she forced a smile.
*When you wake up I'll be waiting
Eager for your smile
You've had quite a journey, Darling
You should rest a while
When you cry we still rejoice
To hear your voice - oh yes, it's true
My sweet Medii
Please understand how much we love you*
" It's a girl, Trowa. A girl. I'll call her Medii. " Michiru watched Trowa just stare at his child. His eyes held a light gentle tenderness, and he reached out to stroke a downy soft cheek. Green eyes held him, and she gurgled in delight. She wasn't even crying when she was born. She wasn't mottled she was beautiful. Trowa couldn't breathe. He picked her up, and looked down at Michiru. She smiled weakly, and began to cry. A tear escaped his eye, and then Trowa looked to Heero. Heero smiled uncertainly, and pushed everyone out of the room. Heero turned to Haruka, offered an arm, and turned to another room. They needed to talk, Trowa and Michiru. Heero walked towards the next empty room, while every one else was in the living room, talking of the birth of Medii. He pulled Haruka in the room, to fix what was happening to her.
" Tenoh-san. Trowa is my… koibito. I do not like the thought of sharing him! But the bond between my Trowa, and your Michi-baka, have caused me to consider something." Heero was about to continue to rant, except he saw the look on Haruka's face.
" Michi is not a baka! Trowa-onore took her!"
" She took him!"
" IIE!"
"HAI!!"
Haruka and Heero were locked in a passionate battle. They couldn't stand the bond the Trowa and Michiru shared. Haruka watched Heero grasp the pendant around his throat. It was an unconscious gesture, something he had been doing for ages now. It lent him strength, and courage. He didn't know it was Haruka's gift to him. The blonde haired girl continued to stare at Heero. His eyes grew hard Prussian, ready for verbal battle. He looked ready to kill. This was a side she had never seen.
" I gave you that, you know." Haruka's voice said, changing the topic.
" What?"
" I gave you that. The pendent with the sign of Uranus on it's front, I gave it to you . I gave you that." Heero looked to his hand, and jerked away from it.
" Like I said. I have considered something. The child will need a father. There has to be a way…..move in with us. Let Michiru move in with us."
" WHAT? She's my koibito! I go where she goes."
" I meant you too, Ruka."
~*~
*April roses, tiny sparrows,
Cornets bright and new
All belong together
With the myst'ry that is you
When I see your little face
I hear a song from long ago
I think you know
The many secrets I've forgotten*
" What did you call her?" Trowa asked, giving Michiru Medii and then sitting down next to the mother of his child.
" Medii. Medii Kitai," Michiru watched pain shadow his features. He never forgave Medii. She turned on him. "You don't like it?"
" It's wonderful."
Michiru watched the child gurgling and laughed throatily. She was so tiny, and her fists moved around, as if swimming. But then, she let out a wail. Her tiny face screwed up in anger. She was hungry. Michiru felt the tiny mouth routing around, searching for sustenance. Michiru blushed, and began to unbutton her nightgown to accommodate the infant. Trowa turned his head quickly. Michiru laughed.
" It's nothing. Medii is hungry." She turned a bit in the bed to make sure Trowa's sensibilities weren't lacerated. He turned back to her and smiled.
" Arigato. Michi-chan…..what are we going to do about Medii? What are we going to do..about…..well us?" Trowa asked, needing reassurance.
" Medii is going to need her father and mother, and it wouldn't be a problem to have two more parents. This is going to cause a lot of pain for Haruka and Heero. That was Heero, ne?"
Trowa nodded, watching Michiru in the moonlight. She was smiling, her eyes twinkling, and her skin beautiful. He remembered the night with a flush.
" Heero is very handsome. Very tough, quite isolated, even with you? Much like my Ruka." Trowa narrowed his eyes, clearly stating " Back off."
~*~
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Later on perhaps you'll tell
The wondrous things you've seen
More miraculous than dreams
Tell me all about the day
The world was born *
" Heero, I know you don't like Michi. I'm not fond of Trowa. But we have to compromise for the miracle that has been given to them. I'll move in with you two. Do the other men live with you?" Haruka asked, midnight eyes boring into midnight eyes. They were so alike, her and Heero.
" Yes, but maybe perhaps, they could move in her, with you're other roommates. Seven people might be too much for a baby." Heero watched the woman. She was so pretty, when she wasn't trying to hide her femininity. Her hair was soft and curly. Wild, it was, even though it was short in length. She was tall, taller than him by two inches, and her body was slender. She wasn't quite curvy, and she didn't have a welcoming air. But she was beautiful. When she thought of Michiru, her eyes softened to gentle midnight, instead of cold Prussian like his own. She smiled often in her presence, and was very tender in when around Michiru…and the other girls, he noticed. The small black-haired girl, and the older green haired woman.
" No. We can't break up families. You guys could live here. This mansion has plenty of room. The are about 10 bedrooms. Please, we have enough room." Haruka asked, not wanting to leave Hotaru or Setsuna. They had been her family for too long. Heero considered it….and nodded yes.
" Now, Ruka…….I want to talk about us."
"……Us?" Her heart thundered at the word us. What was it about Heero that made her want to jump on him and kiss his face all-over? She struggled within herself. She only felt this way with Michiru. Not with any other, she had a passing crush for her princess, but she loved Michiru. She glanced at Heero's body, and immediately knew the physical reasons. His body was incredibly strong; he'd be a worthy match for her. His unruly brown hair gave the appearance of youth while his eyes were drained of innocence. He knew the world's tortures. He knew pain and tragedy, had caused it like she had. She felt an immediate bond with him. She could relate to the tragic past of Heero Yuy. She knew every feature of him, from just his eyes.
" Yes……us. What are we going to do about this? About Michi and Trowa?"
" I love Michi. I don't like Trowa. But I won't put up trouble."
" I love Trowa. I can tolerate Michiru for him." Heero watched Haruka put a hand through her hair.
" And I also want to talk about……us. Us. You and I. Heero and Haruka. What's going on between us? I feel an attraction for you. I admit it. I think you are beautiful. I almost wouldn't hesitate making love to you. I also…feel a relationship. A bond between ourselves. I….You make me want to be humane. To laugh and feel and breath and think and worry and fear for other people. You make me feel, just like Trowa does…Just like Trowa does. Please. Tell me I'm not the only one. Tell me you feel a kinship with me. That I'm not crazy." Heero's eyes were pleading, begging her to tell him the truth. She felt the tug of his eyes, and fell for it.
" I…love Michiru. I love Michiru Kaioh. I…do…feel fond of you, but nothing more. You are nuts. I don't like you as much as you feel for me, if you speak the truth." Haruka could feel the doubts beginning to crawl in her mind. Feelings, emotions flooded her. Tender feelings. Feelings of compassion, understanding, empathy, made their way through her body. She was completely troubled. How did so much happen in a day? Haruka hardened her eyes. She couldn't let him move her. It would complicate too many things. Hark Tenth aimed a well-placed dart right through Hero. His eyes went dark and cold. Haruka watched in pain. She shouldn't have said that. He did mean things to her. He was a complex enigma that had crawled in the space she reserved for Usagi-chan and the other senshi. He was companion from the start. He was her. A part of her. It was like a piece missing had been filled. Destiny solved. And She ruined it.
She wanted to hurt herself. He scared her. His passion was intense. He was one of those guys that would love once and never love again. Oh Kami…….
" Hee-chan….I'm sorry. I just don't feel that way." Heero watched her try to soften the blow. Then his piercing eyes analyzed her expression. She was lying. She was lying right out. He knew it. He made her feel vunerable as a female, and it scared her. She was being a woman for once, not hiding behind the toughness that raised her, and it scared her to death. Hee-chan. That was what Trowa called him. She was lying through her teeth.
~*~
----Three Weeks Later----
*When you wake up I'll be waiting
Eager for your smile
You've had quite a journey, Darling
You should rest a while
When you cry we still rejoice
To hear your voice - oh yes, it's true
My sweet Medii
Please understand how much we love you*
Haruka held Kitai Medii and watched the tiny face with mixed feelings. It was her daughter. It didn't matter what anyone else says. She would be her mother just as Trowa was her father and Michiru was her mother. All nine of them, ten of them were a family.
She had found the five new roomies vastly entertaining. Wufei had learned the first day in when he was hit by Mako not to mess with the women, and over the days, was always sparring with Haruka. He thought it quite a challenge. Duo was great with Medii. He was fun and outgoing, much like Chibi-usa, who was always over and had a huge crush on Quatre and Duo. Duo was always playing around with the two youngest members of the house hold, who of course made him happy when they fought for his attention.
Quatre was awed by Michiru's talent, and was always playing for her, when she was recovering, or when she wanted to hear a song he wrote. He was extremely polite, and never refrained from using "miss" before any of their names. Trowa was always with Michiru, talking and laughing with her. Haruka really didn't like that part at all. She was straining under the pressure of jealousy, and the rip between her and Heero didn't mend. It was midnight, around the time when she would watch Heero, and ponder. It had become a habit. She couldn't hide her feelings at night. She wanted to wake him and heal the canyon between them. They needed to be friends. Haruka wandered over to Trowa's and Heero's room. She quietly opened the door, and walked in. She glanced at Medii's crib. They put it in here because it was Trowa's turn to watch the baby for the week. Anything she needed, she got it. The blonde walked over and put Medii in it.
Dear child. I love you so. You're just as much mine as his. You will be my daughter too. I love you.
Haruka walked to Heero's bed, and watched him in slumber. His hair was messy, his face young. He looked like a little boy. Haruka smiled, a tear rolling down her cheek. She wanted to touch him, to smooth his unruly hair. She watched him, troubled.
……Heero I…..I….I like you. I like you a lot. Ok….I love you. I love you too much. I love you as much as Michiru. It isn't right. You love Trowa. Michi loves Trowa. I know she does. She wouldn't tell me. Oh…Heero.. Who will be mine?
Haruka reached out, and lightly touched his hair. He didn't stir, and it gave her courage. He still wore her pendant, and her heart leaped. She kneeled down by the bed, and leaned down to him. She whispered.
" Aishiteru, Heero….." With that, she kissed his forehead. Then his lips. Heero felt something soft on his mouth and opened his eyes to see Haruka kissing him. He felt extremely warm from it. Heero mumbled out her name.
" Ruka-chan." She immediately pulled away. She looked shocked, and confused.
" Ruka….." With that, he sat up, and pulled her to him. The kiss was sweet, and shy. Much like her first kiss with Michi. Heero didn't demand her to stay, and then, feeling possessive, she lifted her hands to snake through his hair. All of a sudden, a wail let up from the corner of the room. Haruka and Heero broke away in frustration, and Trowa shot up out of his bed.
" Medii………WHY CAN'T YOU LET ME SLEEP?!!" Trowa got out of bed, irritated and sleepy, and stumbled to the crib, picking the little 'angel' up. Haruka and Heero followed.
" Haruka, I tried putting her to sleep. But she won't! She won't sleep! Onegai…Onegai, bring me a bottle, bring me Michi, anything." Haruka couldn't help but smile evilly at Trowa's attempts to raise a child. He had bags under his eyes, his hair was a mess, and he looked ready to cry.
" Daijabou, Trowa. I'll take her." She snatched Kitai Medii, stroked her blue-brown hair, and marched out of the room.
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Later on perhaps you'll tell
The wondrous things you've seen
More miraculous than dreams
Tell me all about the day
The world was born*
Michiru sat, feeding Medii in the morning, her eyes a delight when Trowa told her what had happened.
" They kissed, Michi. They are falling in love, and fighting it all the way. Much like we did. I Love you and Heero, and Haruka's nice." He said, a smile gracing his features.
" MAXWELL! Give me my FOOD!!" Crashs, and breaking of things were heard from the dining room.
" FEI, YOU HAD BETTER STOP!" Haruka's voice boomed and was followed by Heero's.
" DUO!"
" It's another morning, Trowa-chan."
"Yes Michi, it is."
*Sleep my baby, sleep my baby
Dream of somewhere far away
Do you remember still
How I hope you always will
Keep the mem'ry of the day
The world was born*
