The Truest Love
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing, please don't sue me. Trust me, you wouldn't get much.
Note: This is the first chapter to my newest fic. I'm going to add this now. I will NOT continue to write this if I don't get a response, I promise you that. I tired of writing stories that no one appreciates *sighs* I mean, you may like it, but only a select few ever tell me that. It's discouraging to an author when they don't get a response. Plus, I never really get any help on my fics, so it's hard for me, gomen. It takes me a while to update cuz I have SO much to do and then when I DO update, no one even cares… Anyway, please review, it will decide whether I continue this fic or not. I DO warn you, though, that it may take a while to get chapters out. I was going to hold this, but I decided not to, cuz I sent it to a few pre-readers and they said they liked it *waves to Himiko-chan and Allure-chan* Thanx guys!! You're the greatest *giggles* Anyway, this fic is all up to you readers…
Chapter 1 – A Treasure Found…
Wufei was outside on the beach, staring out at the ocean. He hated to be alone; it had been that way for years now, though. He didn't stay in contact with the other Gundam pilots… he wanted someone to love… someone to protect…
He sighed and kicked at a piece of driftwood at his feet, making it move a few inches. He still carried a gun with him almost everywhere he went. It made him feel safe… from what, though? The war was over, was it really necessary? Everyone thought he was strong… why did he feel so insecure about himself? He was strong, wasn't he? He was strong and alone…
He watched as the sun slowly rose over the ocean, sending a yellow glow cast over everything it touched.
He knew there was a girl, correct that, a woman out there for him. He was afraid, though. Afraid that he would never find her and even if he did, he'd blow it. He was afraid, that was it… Fear was the one thing he had always known… Fear was the only thing that was real, the only thing that could hold him back. He had slowly overcome all of his fears… all his fears save one. He was afraid he would always be alone… that was the one thing that could not be changed through battle.
Wufei slowly walked along the beach, staring down at his feet with his hands thrust deep into his pockets. He wouldn't have even noticed what he saw had it not been for the glimmer of yellow that caught the corner of his eyes. He noticed a bundle of seaweed not too far from him; a few strands of golden blond hair were visible, glistening in the morning sunlight. He ran to the bundle of seaweed, ripping and tearing into it. The creature that lay in his arms was one of the most exquisite beauty he had seen in his life. Even half dead, the woman in his arms looked like an angel. He touched her neck, feeling for a pulse… looking for any sign that she may still live. His fingers grazed over her neck as he searched and finally… he found it. A very weak, but steady beating that brought a sigh of relief to him. He brushed a strand of golden blond hair from her eyes, his fingers grazing over her milky white skin. It was like touching silk, not a mark abrasing its perfection. He slowly began to make his way toward the small cottage that had been built on this island.
Who is she? He thought as he examined her perfection. She wore a knee-length pink skirt that was tattered and torn and a white tank top that now only had one strap. He stepped into the house, closing the door behind him and made his way to the extra room. He gently lay her on the bed, pulling the covers up around her, making her look even more pale against the darker color of the bedspread.
Are you the one? He asked himself as he watched the mysterious girl sleep. Where had she come from? What had happened? Most importantly… was she going to stay here?
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Usagi groaned lightly, opening her cerulean blue eyes to find she was in an unfamiliar room. Nani? What happened? She thought as her eyes scanned the room. They stopped when she saw a man maybe a few years older than her, leaning against the wall, his eyes locked on hers. He dressed casually, wearing a pair of jeans and a red T-shirt with a leather jacket over it. He had pitch-black hair pulled back into a tight ponytail at the nape of his neck with a few loose strands hanging out here and there. His eyes were what intrigue her the most… they were dark… almost black. They were dark and mysterious, as if he were hiding something from the world. Behind them, though, she sensed his loneliness… that's when the full force of what had happened hit her. She felt the tears begin to fill her eyes and she had to turn away, forcing the tears back. No, I won't cry over Mamoru any more! She told herself, before turning back to look at the boy. When she looked back, though, he was gone. Huh? Where did he go? She asked herself, as she pushed the blankets off. She swung her feet around the bed, letting them touch the floor. She felt a chill run through her body as they touched the cold floor. Where am I? She asked herself as she stood up, feeling her weight shift onto her feet.
She walked to the door, griping the knob and twisting it quietly. She pushed the door open and made her way out into the hallway, surveying her surroundings as she walked through the unfamiliar house. It wasn't very elaborate. Most of the furniture seemed to be rather old and worn out. There were no pictures hanging on the walls… come to think of it, the walls were bare except for a few old hangers and hooks. She made her way into the kitchen, seeing that the boy was sitting at the table, arms crossed over his chest and eyes closed.
"So…" He started in a monotone voice. "Who are you?" Usagi sat down across from him at the table, fingering the necklace that hung around her neck.
"Tsukino Usagi." She said quietly, the reality of what had happened hitting her. It was that damn Ginzuishou. It saved her… it wouldn't let her die without first fulfilling her destiny.
"Rabbit of the Moon?" He questioned, not opening his eyes.
"Hai…" Her gaze drifted to the floor, not wanting to look at him. Wufei opened his eyes and looked over at the girl. Her eyes were her most amazing feature. They were odd, being light blue as well as a deep cerulean blue. They held a sadness in them, though… deep into her soul…
"I'm Chang Wufei," He said simply. "Where are you from?" She still didn't meet his gaze, just stared down at the ground.
"Tokyo… I was visiting a friend in America though." Usagi said simply, feeling the tears begin to fill her eyes.
"How exactly did you end up here?" Wufei asked, raising an eyebrow.
"…." Usagi tried to hold back the tears, not wanting to remember the betrayal she had met in America… not wanting to relive it again. "Please…" She begged, raising her eyes to look into his. He saw the crystalline tears that were forming and instantly felt guilty. What's wrong with me?!? His brain shrieked. I can't have feelings for this girl!! She's just another weak woman!! His brain screamed. "Please don't ask me that…" She begged, it obviously pained her to think about it. Judging by the tears and the sadness in her voice, he decided not to push the matter further.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, as he stood, walking over to the refrigerator. She looked up, wiping her eyes and forced a smile onto her lips.
"Hai, I am a little." She said, as she watched him pull a few things out of the fridge. Usagi watched intently as he began to prepare the food. He's so mysterious… She thought as her eyes fell upon something that was sticking out of his pocket a little. She wasn't able to tell what it was, but she didn't say anything. She looked away, staring out the window at the ocean. It was so beautiful, the way the light hit the water, making it sparkle… the way the waves had a white crest on the top as they neared the shore. It looked alive… wild… yet peaceful at the same time. She was still staring out the window when a plate was set on the table in front of her. "Doomo arigatoo gozaimasu …" She said weakly as she picked up the fork and began to slowly eat. He sat down across from her, his eyes trained on her. He crossed his arms over his chest, gazing at her with his mysterious black eyes. What could have happened to make this angel so closed off from the world? He wondered as he watched her eat. He saw a slight blush on her cheeks and she pushed the plate away and he realized that he had been staring at her.
"…." He rose from his seat and headed for the door, pushing it open, the bright sunlight pouring into the house. "If you need anything, I'll be out here." Usagi shook her head as he walked outside, closing the door behind him. Usagi slowly walked back to the bedroom she had been in, throwing herself face down on the bed. She felt the pain ripping at her heart as the tears began to flow, loud sobs rising from deep in her chest.
Wufei walked outside, closing the door. It didn't block out the sound, though… the sound of her sorrowful sobs. What had happened to make her cry like that? Why did he care? He tried to ignore the sound as he began to train, punching the air in front of him. He tried to concentrate but found it next to impossible as the sound continued, slowly diminishing. Why did he care that she was upset? Why? I can't figure it out… she was just another weak woman… a weak… beautiful woman… NO! What am I thinking?!? His brain screamed. He let out a growl and punched a nearby tree in frustration, nearly knocking it over.
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Usagi felt the tears pouring from her face, soaking the pillow under her head.
"Why, why, why, why?!?" She screamed in a mixture of sorrow and anger, slamming her fists down onto the pillow. After a few minutes, she began to calm down, feeling a great headache coming on. "I will not forget you Mamo-chan…" She whispered to no one in particular. She felt her hands around a stand next to the bed, pulling open a drawer. She sifted through its contents and found a small silver knife. She pulled it out, feeling all of her tears gone, all of her sorrows gone. "The Ginzuishou won't be able to protect me this time…" She mumbled to herself as she brought the knife up to her wrist, preparing to cut into it. She closed her eyes… waiting for the pain it would bring her as it sunk into the soft flesh of her wrist.
"What are you doing?!" She heard a sharp voice demand. Her eyes snapped open and she saw the angry… wait… it looked more like worry that was in his black eyes… he slowly walked to her, noticing the small traces of tears still on her face. He sat down on the edge of the bed, gently taking the knife from her. "Please don't…" He whispered, brushing the last of her tears from her face.
"I don't want to live anymore…" She whispered, looking tired and lost. "I will not fulfill my destiny… I refuse to!!" She cried, jumping to her feet. Wufei looked up into her deep blue eyes that were full of a sort of sadness that only one thing could have caused… it was apparent that she was suffering from a broken heart. "I will join my mother…"
"Please don't do that…" Wufei said, not knowing why he was saying this. "There are people in this universe that need you…" His voice trailed off.
"I am not needed by anyone… I'm not loved by anyone…" She whispered, falling to her knees in another cry of sorrow, the dry sobs raking through her body… she had run out of tears for everything… for everyone she was going to leave…
Wufei didn't know why, but he leaned by her side, putting his arms protectively around her. Instead of pulling away as he expected… she buried her face in his chest, letting him comfort her sorrows…
I'll kill the baka that hurt this beautiful angel! He swore to himself. Nani?!?! Why do I feel like this?!? I don't even know who she is!!! I'm too strong to fall for such a trick!! He couldn't bring himself to pull away, though… He held her close to his chest, listening as her sobs slowly diminished and she lay sleeping in his arms. Ever so gently, he lifted her and placed her on the bed, careful not to awaken her… his eyes fell upon the sleeping goddess once more before he left the room…
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Usagi was running through the woods. Where am I? She thought as she continued her path… never slowing…Why was she running so fast? She felt fear gripping at her heart and managed to push herself even faster, her breathing coming out in ragged gasps.
"Usagi-chan!! Come back!!" She heard a male voice behind her. She didn't look back… the sound of the voice had only increased her intense fear…
Rain started to fall, blinding Usagi as she continued her mad dash to wherever it was she was headed… she didn't know… she just knew she had to leave… leave and not look back…
She saw streaks of lightening light up the area and felt her childhood fear come back to her… she had always hated storms so… the lightening… the thunder… the sorrow that the rain always seemed to bring… she had felt enough sorrow in this part of her life. She had been the happiest, most fun-loving person in the world not a few days ago and now here she was… running for her life from who knows what… feeling a fear grip at her soul that she had never felt before. Not even when battling Queen Beryl, the woman that had killed her mother.
"Please come back Usagi-chan!" The voice called again. Usagi didn't stop, she could feel her lungs about to burst… the pain shooting through her whole body, making her grasp her chest with her hand. She didn't say a word… merely ran… ran… from nothing and from everything… from the young man with the black eyes… from her 'love'… her Mamo-chan… she was running from destiny…
A giant machine stepped in front of her, holding a sort of gun pointed at her. She stopped running… looking up at the weird machine, recognizing it as one of the Gundams that had fought so hard to earn this peace… that had given up so much of themselves for the sake of the world… Usagi was the same as them… she had given up her choices… her freedom… her life… She had been living as destiny had seen fit… as it had been shown to her… never questioning it, never going against it… she had been readying herself to grasp it… to become something she'd never wanted… a gift, they told her. She was a princess… a princess that would one day rule the universe… she had never wanted any of that… deep down, she only wanted to be normal… only wanted to be able to make her own decisions and decide her own fate… that was not allowed for her, though. That was unacceptable for someone of her status… the Princess of the Moon… princess of a kingdom that no longer exists…
"Please…" She begged, ready to embrace death… ready to leave this place… ready to once again see the man with the black eyes. She closed her eyes, holding her arms out to both sides. A slight glow was emitted from the suit and a blast headed straight for Usagi…
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Usagi's eyes flew open and she sat up straight in bed, searching her surroundings.
"Wufei!!" She shrieked, feeling the fear of the dream burning in her chest. She didn't know why she called that name… she didn't know what the dream had meant… it had been so real to her… she was terrified…
"Nani?!? Usagi, what's wrong?!?!" The man with the black eyes cried as he ran into her room. He noticed her eyes darting around the room in alarm… scanning over everything in the room before they fell on him. He walked slowly to the edge of the bed, sitting down and looking into her eyes. "Nightmare?" He asked, his eyes softening a bit.
"Hai…" She whispered before wrapping her arms around his neck and beginning to cry once again. The sound made Wufei's heart seem to ache… why did he feel this way? Why did her tears affect him in such a way? Why do I love her? He thought. Nani?!? Did I just say LOVE?!?! I DON'T fall in love… His mind screamed. His heart was telling him otherwise…
"It was just a dream…" He heard himself whisper to her, stroking her hair gently, his other hand on her back. "It won't hurt you… I promise…" His mind was yelling at him to leave her alone… to forget about her, but he couldn't… he just… couldn't leave a beautiful heart-broken woman to cry like that… even if she was weak…
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Usagi walked into the kitchen, feeling much better than she had the day before. She even smiled at Wufei before opening the fridge and helping herself to anything that was there.
"Are you hungry?" She asked him, noticing he sat at the table with his arms crossed over his chest. She was dressed only in one of his white T-shirts that was too large for her and a pair of his jeans that she must have found in the drawer. He looked at her in slight shock to her transformation. The day before she had been the most heart-broken person on Earth and now she was smiling and looked like she didn't have a care in the world.
"Hai." He said gruffly, his arms still crossed over his chest as he watched her search for a pan. He stood up and walked over to a cupboard, pulling out a pan and handing it to her.
"I'm not the best cook in the world," She said, a sweatdrop appearing on her forehead. "Actually… I'm probably the worst cook out there," He didn't smile, only locked his dark eyes on her light, carefree face. He gently took the pan from her and began to cook a meal for the two of them, her helping out where she could. "So Wufei-san…" She started, not looking over at him as she chopped onions. "Where am I exactly?" He smirked slightly as he heard the respect in her voice when she said his name. She had better respect him, he saved her from herself. He brought her into his house and treated her like a goddess.
"You're in the Pacific Ocean, on a small island off the coast of California." He said simply. She nodded her head, understanding that there may not be a name for the island.
"Umm, Wufei-san?" She asked, looking over at him. "Where are you from originally? I know you're not an American." He looked over at her, his expression never changing.
"…. I was born in China." He stated simply, not elaborating on the subject. She seemed satisfied and went about pouring two glasses of orange juice for them and setting them on the table.
"Wufei-san…" She started as she set two plates down on the table, one in front of Wufei and the other in front of her own chair. She placed a few pans on the table, each being filled with something different. "Is there a town near here anywhere?" Wufei's eyes widened slightly as he heard her question.
"You're leaving already?" He asked, feeling fear pull the strings of his heart once again. This time his worst fear was starting to come true… the feeling of being alone… she was going to leave him and he would be left alone once more…
"Well… I have to call my friends… they must be worried sick about me… and then there's…" Her voice trailed off as she glanced down at her clothes. He seemed to understand and told her he'd take her later that day after he trained for a little while. She shook her head in agreement and quickly finished her meal, startling him with the rate at which she consumed her food. Although she was more mature now, she still couldn't help but eat like that… that was one of the few things she had never mastered…
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Wufei was sitting atop a hill, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes closed. What do I care if she leaves? He asked himself, his eyebrows furrowed. I don't care if she leaves, I don't care if she leaves… He chanted over and over, trying to convince himself what he thought was true. She was too pure… too innocent for someone like him… she deserved only the best, which was not him… besides, she was just another weak woman…
A light breeze blew through the trees and Wufei sensed someone's presence. His eyes flew open and in a flash, he drew his katana and held it level at someone's throat. Usagi's eyes widened in surprise at his sudden movement. He had seemed to distressed… so deep in thought… Usagi was worried about him…
"I… I'm sorry…" She whispered, her eyes widening in shock, as the light of the morning sun glinted off its shiny surface. He pulled back his blade, putting it back in its sheath before taking Usagi by the wrist and dragging her back to the house. Usagi struggled to match his pace as he nearly pulled her arm out of the socket. He looked a little upset… angry maybe… Usagi didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was starting to scare her. "What's wrong Wufei-san?" She asked, wincing as she saw the stare he was giving her when he forced her to sit down on the couch. He went into the back of the house and a moment later, returned with a helmet, tossing it onto the couch beside Usagi.
"Put it on." He ordered. Usagi did as she was told, not asking any questions. His eyes seemed darker than usual as he took her hand, gently this time. He helped her off the couch and led her to a garage connected to the small cottage. Inside of the garage was a motorcycle, it looked as if it hadn't been ridden in a few weeks at least, due to the dust that settled on the seat.
"We're going on that?" Usagi squealed with delight before grabbing a rag and wiping the seat off while Wufei put up the kickstand and started to walk out of the garage, pushing the motorcycle out of the garage. After starting it, he climbed on, looking over at Usagi.
"Climb on," He said, a half-smile on his face. She did as she was told, wrapping her arms around his waist. A small smirk crossed his lips as he looked at the golden goddess that sat behind him, a look of anticipation on her face. "Ready?" He asked, glancing back at her.
"Hai." She giggled happily.
"Hold on tight!" He cried as the motorcycle sped off. Usagi was surprised at the speed of the vehicle and had to press her body up against his to keep her grip. She laughed as she felt the wind wiping around her face, making her feel as free as a bird. She was no longer a prisoner of destiny and vowed herself then and there that she never would be again… she would choose her own path, make her own decision, and find her own… love…
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Usagi's giggles slowly died down as the speed of the motorcycle slowed. They were at some sort of a ferry, looking across at a rather large island to the east of there. There were only a few houses on Wufei's Haven as Usagi had come to call it. They were all in one small area, his was the only built in the heart of the island.
"We're going on that?!" Usagi cried, seeing a huge boat heading for the island. Wufei shook his head, not saying anything. Such a change has occurred in her overnight… He thought to himself as he remembered the girl from the day before once again. How could such a transformation take place overnight?
"Wufei, the ferry's here." Usagi said, waving a hand in front of his face. His eyes cleared, becoming their deep black once again. He bought two tickets and rolled the motorcycle onto the ferry where they would normally keep the cars.
"Come here." He said as he took her hand, leading her to the top of the ferry. She ran to the edge, looking over at the water that rushes by. It was so wild… so beautiful the ocean… She glanced over her shoulder and saw a look of peace cross Wufei's face… a rare occurrence she assumed because in the few days they had been together, he had remained the same… rather distant and maybe even a little mean or cold…
He stood with his eyes closed and his arms crossed over his chest, just breathing in the fresh sea breeze. Usagi felt a wave of affection wash over her as her eyes scanned his body. She hadn't really looked at him before… she had seen him, but… she was too upset to really notice how incredibly sexy he was. He wore a button-up shirt that was unbuttoned with a pair of blue jeans. He was built well with well-toned muscles in his chest and arms. Usagi walked up to him, noticing his eyes slowly open to gaze down on her. She didn't say a word, just stared into those mysterious eyes of his… the ones that would normally scare a person with their inky blackness… she saw a warmth… deep in his soul… Standing on her tiptoes, she lightly brushed her lips against his, feeling his hands touch her tiny waist as he returned the kiss with the same gentle touch he had shown earlier.
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It had been about ten minutes since they had left and Usagi stood atop the deck, Wufei's arms wrapped around her as they stared off into the horizon. They came into a small port as the ferry docked. Usagi turned around to face him, a playful look on her face.
"Come catch me!" She called as she ran away from him, heading for the stairs. A sly smile crossed his lips as he chased after the blond beauty. Her hair flew behind her, a curtain of shining gold that fluttered around her pale face. She reached the bottom of the stairs, Wufei close behind her.
"Not so fast!" He cried as he wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her into the air and throwing her over his shoulder.
"Hey, no fair!!" She cried, kicking her feet lightly. He walked toward his bike, a sly smile playing across his lips as he sat down on it, setting Usagi on the seat in front of him, facing him. He saw a slight blush creep across her face before he pressed his lips gently against her pearl-pink lips.
"We'd better hurry." He said simply as she jumped off and climbed onto the back, putting the helmet back on and wrapping her arms around Wufei's waist. She rubbed her rosy cheek against his and pressed her lips lightly against his skin.
"Doomo Arigato Wufei-san…" She whispered as she pulled herself closer to him.
"Huh? For what?" He asked, a little surprised.
"For everything you've done for me…" She said with a smile. The gate opened and Wufei rode his motorcycle out onto the street, Usagi clinging onto him from behind.
Usagi's hair whipped around her face, its golden glow shining brightly in the mid-afternoon sunlight. This feeling that was flowing through her was so new. She had never felt like this around Mamoru. Mamoru had rarely said he loved her and when he kissed her, she never got lightheaded and dizzy like with Wufei. It was so different… different and perfect at the same time… she thought she wouldn't be able to ever get over Mamoru, but… she had fallen in love… love from the first time she saw him. She knew he was trying to tell himself not to love her… and maybe she was trying to do the same thing. She just couldn't help it, it was like they were made for each other… they both felt the same emptiness deep inside, hidden away from everyone's view… maybe even hidden from themselves. When they were together, though, the emptiness seemed to disappear… blocked out by a sudden burst of happiness and fulfillment. Sent into oblivion and shattered into a million pieces to be replaced with love and trust and the loneliness was suddenly gone… the longing was finally fulfilled and they were one…
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"Hmm… how does this look?" Usagi asked as she stepped out of the dressing room for the fiftieth time. Wufei grunted and shifted the weight of the boxes and bags to his other arm.
"It looks fine, are you almost done?" He asked, impatience in his voice.
"I have about six years of saved allowance and plus more from my summer job and I'm gonna spend it!" Usagi asked, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair hung loosely down her back, she couldn't put it back up in the normal style. It brought back too many bad memories… so she left it down. It hung in golden waves down to the back of her calves, swaying slightly as she walked. She was wearing a cute pink dress that hugged her petit form, showing off her curves. It was strapless and short with a little slit up one side.
"Injustice…" Wufei grumbled as he set a few boxes on one of the chairs. His eyes fell upon the angel in front of him and his eyes widened. He quickly managed to regain and act like it hadn't fazed him in the least.
"Oh come on, Fei-chan…" She said, a pout on her lips as she walked up to him. "It doesn't look that bad… does it?" Wufei grumbled something that Usagi can't hear that sounded sort of like 'You look beautiful…' but she couldn't be for sure. "That ego of yours is gonna have to go." Usagi commented more to herself than to him.
"Wufei?" A male voice asked from behind. Wufei seemed a little surprised and nearly dropped the box Usagi had just handed him with the pink dress inside of it. "Is that you Wufei?" A boy with platinum blond hair approached Wufei and Usagi. He had the most innocent eyes Usagi had seen and seemed to know Wufei.
"Quatre…" Wufei said, not smiling.
"Wufei, we haven't heard from you in a year! Where have you been? We need your help!" Quatre pleaded then noticed his female companion. She stood beside him, his hand in hers. "Gomen nasai, Miss. I am Quatre Raberba Winner, of the Winner colony. You are?" He asked, holding out a hand. She took the offered hand and smiled warmly at the boy.
"Tsukino Usagi." She said, smiling at him. He seemed to be very kind-hearted and looked as if he couldn't hurt anyone ever. She had heard of Quatre before, knowing well that his colony had been one of the first ones to lead the revolt, which led to the peace that they now shared.
"What is so important?" Wufei asked, seemingly a little annoyed.
"We have to go fight again…" Quatre's voice trailed off.
"Go fight?" Usagi questioned, looking confused.
"She doesn't know?" Quatre asked, looking at the blond with Wufei.
"I don't know what?" Usagi asked, getting a little annoyed as well.
"I'm through fighting." Wufei commented, draping his arm lazily around Usagi's shoulders. I hear you… Usagi thought to herself.
"We need your help, Wufei. The peace has been shattered. Another organization similar to OZ has risen up… please, Wufei." Quatre begged. Wufei looked away, not making eye contact with the kind-hearted boy.
"OZ?" Usagi questioned. "But, you would have been like 15 when the war ended… don't tell me you two fought during the war!"
"…." Wufei didn't meet her gaze, he had a slightly glazed over expression on his face as he recalled his last battle. His fight with Heero… he had been searching… searching for something. He blamed society for discarding all the soldiers that knew nothing other than how to fight… it had changed, though… Wufei now, knew how to love… his precious Usagi. He would not let her suffer as he had… he would not let her be involved in this battle.
"Wufei?" Usagi's sweet voice broke into his thoughts. "Wufei-chan?" She asked again, running her fingers over his facial features. His cloudy eyes cleared and focused on Usagi's angelic face.
"I'm leaving. You can't come with me." Wufei said simply. He looked at Quatre, who nodded.
"You're going to go stay at my mansion in Japan." He stated simply.
"No Wufei-chan!" She cried. "Please don't leave me!" She cried, crystalline tears forming in her eyes. "Please, Mamoru left me and… and…" Her voice trailed off as she broke into loud sobs and fell to her knees.
"Make sure she gets there all right." Wufei commanded before leaving his sobbing angel kneeling in the store. He tried to block out the sounds of her sobs, but again, they were ripping at his heart… he had made his angel… his goddess, beyond sadness. He didn't look back… just kept walking, trying to block out her pain…
"Please, Miss Usagi don't cry. He's strong, he's a Gundam pilot, he'll be fine." Quatre said soothingly as he helped her to her feet.
"A… gundam pilot?" She questioned. I fell in love with someone that knows what battle is like… someone that knows how I feel… Her thoughts trailed on. He knew the sorrow of endless battles, she knew the pain of loss… the sorrow that pulled at the heart afterward… she was just like him…
::Fin::
Okay, that's it for chapter 1. I'd again, like to thank Allure-chan and Himiko-chan and the few others that read this. Menz-chan my imouto, and did I send this to you Nozi-chan *doesn't remember* Anyway, this is all up to the readers if it is continued… please review… Oh yeah, if anyone cares, here's my email