A/N: Daaa. So very bored. By the way, this was done at 4:00 AM. So, I'm sorry if it sounds bad or anything. GOMEN NASAI! There is a song this was done by, if you listen to it, it makes it cool. :D Its "A Date", aka, Melfina's Image Song...kinda. I think. O-o; Anyway, the lyrics are at AnimeLyrics.com, go to "O" and then Outlaw Star if you don't have KaZaA or any other cool downloader thingy. Also inspired by "Be Like That" by Three Doors Down.
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Her hair was past her shoulders, her clothes becoming tight and uncomfortable...it just wasn't right for training and fighting. She sighed, becoming irritated, almost about to ask those...people for money to buy clothing with. She couldn't refer to any one of them but Jim by name, simply because she held the same grudge against them. Perhaps she was a sore loser, but she felt as if she should have won. It was written in fate! She couldn't have died. "Hannah" sighed, and continued to ponder the mysterious force that somehow brought her back. She almost always lived by fate, but it seemed that it wasn't applicable to this situation. It was as if fate had tricked her when it took her away for a year. Fate had also caused her to be enrolled into the Anten. So she started to doubt it now.
But then, what could have made her lose? What could have brought her to Jim? Was it just sheer coincidence that she unknowingly fell in love with her enemy? Was it odd that they both met on the same station, both the same age, both brought together by her two cats.
Kemi...Mata...I miss you.
Why weren't her cats brought back? Why couldn't she live under her own house, with her own family? And why couldn't Jim do that also? Why did they have to both put up with lives they did not decide? Fate was too noticeable to be doubted! She continued these thoughts, once more leaping into the air, and rushing backwards, as if like a tiger.
I hate you. I hate you, Hazanko. YOU did this to me.
No one but her saw the glittering droplets of tears fall through the air.
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The girl wandered to the kitchen in the small warehouse of Starwind and Hawking. Red faced and beaten, she slumped onto the table, having managed to stop crying in her blind rage. The good thing was that she was able to pass off as being tired from training. Jim sat by her, smiling at her happily. She almost cursed his happiness, especially when she herself was feeling absolutely terrible. The girl lifted her head from the table and looked at him, curiously, as if inspecting him. Jim blinked, and looked blankly back at her.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." She sighed, and rested her head back. "I miss my cats." Hanmyo mumbled, quietly.
"Kemi and Mata? Or those other ones I saw you with?"
"Both really. Mostly Kemi and Mata though. I had a mind link with them, so I could hear what they said when we were fighting. And they always complained about stuff...but I almost miss it."
"What if we go look for those other ones, and that way you can at least have someone to be a companion to you?"
"No. Its fine really." She sighed, calmly. "They were only replacements. There is no way that my cats can come back."
"Sorry.." He blinked, feeling hurt, and looked up again at her. "But maybe its a good thing you don't have your cats anymore."
"Why's that?"
"Because you can have human companionships...and that way, you can talk to them all the time!" He smiled again, and leaned on one of his hands.
"You're sounding like Mata now." She looked to him, remembering her white cat.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He asked, confused of the meaning.
"Both..." Her gaze faded to the table, and she looked back to him again.
Suddenly, Gene walked in, carrying a few shopping bags. Melfina followed him, smiling cheerfully at the two.
"Hello...I thought that you might've wanted some new clothes, so I asked Suzuka what kind of clothes that are most comfortable for your type of training. She asked who they were for, and I told her you, so she suggested this..." She paused for a moment, digging out of a bag and pulling out something.
"Its fairly loose, you might fit into it though..." The suit she held up was identical to her past training outfit, pink fringe, border, everything. The purple haired girl looked up at the clothes, a shocked and surprised look on her face.
"They're just clothes, why ya getting so worked up 'bout 'em?" Gene stared, confused. Hanmyo smiled, and merely shoved the comment away.
"Thanks Melfina. Thank you so much."
"You're welcome." She smiled warmly, and offered the clothes. Jim merely smiled, and watched her as she ran towards the storage room she had made into a bedroom.
"What's her problem?" Jim shrugged as he looked to Gene, his insolent partner for life.
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Her hair was past her shoulders, her clothes becoming tight and uncomfortable...it just wasn't right for training and fighting. She sighed, becoming irritated, almost about to ask those...people for money to buy clothing with. She couldn't refer to any one of them but Jim by name, simply because she held the same grudge against them. Perhaps she was a sore loser, but she felt as if she should have won. It was written in fate! She couldn't have died. "Hannah" sighed, and continued to ponder the mysterious force that somehow brought her back. She almost always lived by fate, but it seemed that it wasn't applicable to this situation. It was as if fate had tricked her when it took her away for a year. Fate had also caused her to be enrolled into the Anten. So she started to doubt it now.
But then, what could have made her lose? What could have brought her to Jim? Was it just sheer coincidence that she unknowingly fell in love with her enemy? Was it odd that they both met on the same station, both the same age, both brought together by her two cats.
Kemi...Mata...I miss you.
Why weren't her cats brought back? Why couldn't she live under her own house, with her own family? And why couldn't Jim do that also? Why did they have to both put up with lives they did not decide? Fate was too noticeable to be doubted! She continued these thoughts, once more leaping into the air, and rushing backwards, as if like a tiger.
I hate you. I hate you, Hazanko. YOU did this to me.
No one but her saw the glittering droplets of tears fall through the air.
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The girl wandered to the kitchen in the small warehouse of Starwind and Hawking. Red faced and beaten, she slumped onto the table, having managed to stop crying in her blind rage. The good thing was that she was able to pass off as being tired from training. Jim sat by her, smiling at her happily. She almost cursed his happiness, especially when she herself was feeling absolutely terrible. The girl lifted her head from the table and looked at him, curiously, as if inspecting him. Jim blinked, and looked blankly back at her.
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." She sighed, and rested her head back. "I miss my cats." Hanmyo mumbled, quietly.
"Kemi and Mata? Or those other ones I saw you with?"
"Both really. Mostly Kemi and Mata though. I had a mind link with them, so I could hear what they said when we were fighting. And they always complained about stuff...but I almost miss it."
"What if we go look for those other ones, and that way you can at least have someone to be a companion to you?"
"No. Its fine really." She sighed, calmly. "They were only replacements. There is no way that my cats can come back."
"Sorry.." He blinked, feeling hurt, and looked up again at her. "But maybe its a good thing you don't have your cats anymore."
"Why's that?"
"Because you can have human companionships...and that way, you can talk to them all the time!" He smiled again, and leaned on one of his hands.
"You're sounding like Mata now." She looked to him, remembering her white cat.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He asked, confused of the meaning.
"Both..." Her gaze faded to the table, and she looked back to him again.
Suddenly, Gene walked in, carrying a few shopping bags. Melfina followed him, smiling cheerfully at the two.
"Hello...I thought that you might've wanted some new clothes, so I asked Suzuka what kind of clothes that are most comfortable for your type of training. She asked who they were for, and I told her you, so she suggested this..." She paused for a moment, digging out of a bag and pulling out something.
"Its fairly loose, you might fit into it though..." The suit she held up was identical to her past training outfit, pink fringe, border, everything. The purple haired girl looked up at the clothes, a shocked and surprised look on her face.
"They're just clothes, why ya getting so worked up 'bout 'em?" Gene stared, confused. Hanmyo smiled, and merely shoved the comment away.
"Thanks Melfina. Thank you so much."
"You're welcome." She smiled warmly, and offered the clothes. Jim merely smiled, and watched her as she ran towards the storage room she had made into a bedroom.
"What's her problem?" Jim shrugged as he looked to Gene, his insolent partner for life.