Chapter 2 - Quatre Raberba Winner? The Gundam pilot?
"Where are you staying?" Quatre asked.
"I'm not sure yet, I'll have to find a place when I get there." She said.
"Hmm… if you'd like, you can stay with me for a while." He offered.
"I couldn't do that. I couldn't impose on you." Usagi said, looking away.
"You wouldn't be imposing at all. There's plenty of room and besides, it's been kinda hard to find a hotel room lately. Especially with the assembly tomorrow."
"Assembly?" She asked, looking a little confused.
"Yeah, Miss Rileena and the rest of the peace talkers are coming to hold a great conference discussing the peace keeping strategies." Quatre explained.
"I really couldn't…" Usagi said again, looking down at her feet.
"I insist." He said, smiling warmly at her.
"You don't even know me. For all you know, I could be some escaped criminal or something." She said. 'Which isn't too far from the truth. I did escape, just not from prison.' She thought to herself.
"You don't look like any criminal I've ever seen," Quatre said, his kind-heartedness showing through. 'He has one of the most pure hearts I've ever sensed' Usagi thought feeling the purity of his heart and soul. She blushed slightly but he didn't notice since most of her face was covered. "Why don't you come out from under that hood." He said, putting a hand on the hood preparing to pull it off.
"No!!" She cried, her hands flying to pull the hood back up over her head. All he saw was a blur of blond hair before the hood was snapped back up, the shadows following over her pale features once again.
"I… I'm sorry…" Quatre whispered, not expecting such a serious reaction.
"Please, I can't take the hood off. I wish I could explain, but I can't…" She trailed off, looking away.
"I understand…" Quatre said, the warmth in his tone surprised her. 'He's so forgiving. I just bit his head off and he isn't even mad.' Usagi thought, turning her attention to the in-flight movie. It was the new Sailor Moon movie. Usagi looked away, not wanting to see it… not wanting to remember her friends… not wanting to have to live through it again… their deaths had been replayed in her mind over and over ever since it had happened. Quatre noticed the tears dripping down her face as she glanced up at the movie. He looked up to see that it was the new Sailor Moon movie.
"What's wrong?" He asked, concern filling his voice.
"Nothing." She said, trying to sound happy. It didn't fool him for a minute, he could see right through it.
"Something's wrong, you're crying," He stated. "Please tell me what it is.."
"I wish I could Mr. Winner," She said through her tears. "You wouldn't understand, though…" She said, her voice trailing off. 'How can a movie make someone cry like that?' He asked himself, seeing as the tears dripped onto the brown cloak that was wrapped around her.
"Please, call me Quatre, Miss… what did you say your name was?" He asked.
"I have no name…" She said quietly. "Not anymore."
"What should I call you then?" Quatre asked.
"Just call me no name…" Usagi said quietly.
"Everyone has to have a name… I'll just call you… Sakura." He said.
"Cherry blossom?" Usagi asked, looking up at him.
"Yeah, your perfume smells great," Quatre said, blushing as he said that. She blushed in return, he didn't notice though. "Why do you hide behind that hood?"
"…."
"Oh you're pulling a Heero now." Quatre said.
"Heero? Who's Heero?" Usagi asked.
"He's an old friend of mine from during the war." Quatre explained.
"One of the gundam pilots?" Usagi asked.
"Yeah, I guess everyone knows who we are now." Quatre said, blushing.
"Yeah, it was only on the news for like months on end." Usagi said, smiling.
"So Sakura, where are you from?" He asked.
"I used to live in Tokyo, not anymore, though. Too many bad memories, I'll never go back there." She said quietly. 'Wow she's really been through something hasn't she?' He thought to himself, seeing how sullen she was… how it saddened her to think of Tokyo… how so many little things upset her.
"Would you like anything to drink?" The flight attendant asked, coming up next to the two young people.
"Yes, I'll have a soda. Do you want anything Sakura?" He asked.
"No, I'm fine." She said, managing a weak smile.
"Here you go." She said, handing him a can of soda.
"Thanks." Quatre said as he popped the can open.
"How long is this flight?" Usagi/Sakura asked.
"There's still like ten hours before we get there." Quatre said.
"I think I'm going to get some sleep then. I haven't been sleeping too well lately. Thank you for all that you're doing." She said, gratitude in her voice as she bowed her head.
"Think nothing of it, princess." He said. Her eyes grew huge when she heard the last part.
"Princess? I think you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm no princess." Usagi/Sakura lied.
"Are you sure?" Quatre asked, eyeing her teasingly.
"I think I'd know if I were a princess. If I were a princess, would I be out in the middle of space without any protection?" Usagi/Sakura asked.
"That's a little hard to figure out. Why would a princess be in space without her guards. Perhaps that is what you are escaping from." Quatre said.
"Escaping? I'm not escaping from anything." Usagi said indignantly.
"I believe you Princess Usagi," He said turning his head toward the window. He sat on the inside and was looking down at the Earth. "The Earth looks so beautiful from up here." He said, changing the subject.
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