1 Bravest Eyes
Final Chapter: Never Ending Story…
Kattie
Note: This is the final chapter. There will be no more of Bravest Eyes, but if you wait there will be a sequel.
Another Note: Sorry if this chapter comes out somewhat solemn. I'm very sad that this is the last chapter. It's all over! I've never actually written an entire fanfiction on my own before. So, if I start crying at the endnotes, please forgive me.
Disclaimed: I do not own Gundam Wing.
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to my onee Tensei. If you get a chance, you should read her fanfictions under the penname Tensei. They are very very good. Thanks for the inspiration onee-chan!
Time seemed to slow down as the nurse's words were spoken. Her expression gave away none of the emotion she may be feeling inside. This woman had seen death many times, but she had also seen miraculous circumstances where people who should have died did not.
She was professional and didn't look away from Trowa even as she pronounced the answer to the question that lingered on all of their minds.
Without any real pause, she continued. "-will be fine." With the words out, she grinned at their relieved expressions. "There's no need to worry, he'll be fine. Some kind of chemical was breathed into his lungs, but we managed to remove most of it. After some rest, he'll be as good as new."
Wufei's crossword book fell to the floor, with every puzzle within it completed. He didn't move to pick it up, but instead continued staring at the woman.
Hiiro stopped mid-step in his pacing pattern. His lips were folded into a very slight, almost transparent grin.
A goofy, completely visible grin covered Duo's face and it seemed the caffeine had finally kicked in as he began laughing. He jumped up from his seat and hugged the nurse. "Thank you! Thank you!" He said, appreciatively, ignoring the woman's surprised expression.
"Uh… you're welcome." She grinned back at him after regaining her composure.
Trowa showed no sign that he had heard her. His eyes were still focused on the door to the emergency room. "Can we see him?" He asked.
Sighing, the nurse fell silent for a moment, thinking over this. "Well, I guess I could let you see him for a few minutes," She said finally, "As long as you promise not to do anything that might upset or amuse him. His lungs just started recovering so neither laughing or crying would be good for them."
"Of course, ma'am," Trowa nodded to her and stood up, "Thank you."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the room
Quatre looked around the room in an array of awe and confusion. He was alive. It seemed so strange. He had been so sure he wouldn't survive. From when they had first kidnapped him, to his faded discussion with Duo. There hadn't been much of a doubt. No matter how hard Quatre had tried, he couldn't get himself to stop coughing.
But the doctors had been able to do what he could not. Although it still hurt to breathe, Quatre was completely capable of completing the process by himself. The artificial respiration machines had been disconnected. It was kind of funny, he'd never realized what a gift it was to breathe before.
However, with the gift of life, came the burden of living. Living with what had happened. Guilt was sweeping over as he sat alone in the ER. Guilt for ending Yumi's life, even though he knew there was nothing else he could have done. Guilt for Kei's death even though it was Hiiro who had pulled the trigger. Even though it was his own life against Kei's. It still seemed horrible and Quatre wished with all his heart to forget those events.
A knock at the door interrupted Quatre's thoughts.
"Quatre?" Trowa asked, peeking in the door through a crack.
Grinning, Quatre motioned for him to come in. "Hello, Trowa." He said in a raspy voice.
With Trowa, the other pilots, Quatre's father, many of his sisters, and a fair amount of the Maguanacs, filed in. It was a bit overwhelming. Each person had something to say and no one seemed to want to take turns. The pilots were pushed to the back of the crowd.
Luckily, another nurse had noticed the herd of family and friends hoard into the small emergency room. "Excuse me," She said, nervously, "Maybe you could see him in smaller groups?"
There were many murmurs of agreement as several of the separate groups swept out of the room, leaving Quatre and his father alone.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Mr. Winner and Quatre
With all the people gone, the father and son stared at each other for a moment in silence.
"Quatre," Mr. Winner said softly, "I just want you to know… that I'm very proud of you."
The words hit Quatre like a thousand hugs and kind words. As out of the blue as it seemed, nothing could have made the young pilot happier. He had gotten his one wish. As simple a gesture as it may have seemed to Mr. Winner, it meant the world to his young son.
"You were very brave," He continued, looking at the ground to avoid eye contact, "I know I haven't told you it very much, but you've always been a wonderful son. I'm honored to have such a kind and loving child… I'm sorry I haven't been there for you. I've always spent more time on my work than with you… but if you'll allow me, I'd like to change that." Mr. Winner took a deep breath and looked Quatre in the eyes. "I love you, Quatre."
Tears slid gracefully down Quatre's smiling face as he pulled his father into a hug. It had been years since they'd been able to embrace as father and son. All the barriers that had been carefully placed between them in the past seemed to be broken down in an instant.
"I love you too, father." Quatre replied.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Quatre and his sisters
The minute Quatre's siblings were allowed into the room, they bombarded him with hugs and kisses. Nitki embraced him the longest, claiming that this was all her fault. "I should have known it was a bad idea to keep a computer diary!" She exclaimed.
"Nitki," Quatre ended the embrace and looked her in the eyes with a smile, "Don't blame yourself. None of this was your fault. If anyone is to blame, I am. I didn't tell my friends about this until it was only a week away. But it doesn't matter anyway," His grin widened, "I'm fine."
"Oh, Quatre!" Nitki cried, embracing him again, "What would we have done if you'd died? What would we have done?" She ruffled his hair affectionately.
Quatre laughed as the rest of his sisters who were present mimicked her until his hair was very messy. "There's no use crying over what might have been." He answered finally.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Quatre and the Maguanacs
"MASTER QUATRE!" All of the Maguanacs seemed to cry in unison as they crammed themselves into the tiny room. It was a tight fit, but somehow they all managed to make it in.
2 "Hello," Quatre replied, with a huge smile, "How are you doing?"
"I think the more important question is 'how are YOU doing?'." Rashid replied, stepping to the front of the group.
"I'm fine," The blonde pilot answered, "In fact, I've never felt better."
"That's good to hear… But why didn't you tell us about these kidnappings? We would have protected you!" Rashid explained.
"We would have protected you, Master Quatre!" Another voice echoed.
"Why didn't you tell us?" A third yelled.
Quatre just continued grinning at the crowd in mixed admiration and friendship. "You probably could have protected me," He admitted, "But I can't burden you with my problems. You have far more important things to do than baby-sit me."
"Quatre," Rashid said, thoughtfully, "Nothing could be more important than protecting you. You are never a burden to us."
"Thank you," Quatre cast his gaze on the floor, casting a shadow over his bruised face, "But I've depended on you too much. I need to be able to protect myself. I need to take the full weight of my problems on my own shoulders." It seemed like Quatre was ashamed of himself for ever letting them take his own difficulties as their own.
"But, Master Quatre," Auda broke in, "If you plan on taking your own problems alone, then you'll have to stop taking everyone else's burdens."
There were murmurs of agreement from the other Maguanacs.
"You can't possibly take on the whole world's troubles and your own," He continued, "You have to at least let us carry some of problems. As strong as you are," Auda grinned at Quatre's disbelieving expression, "And yes, Master Quatre, you are very strong, regardless of what you think, you can't do everything. You can never protect everyone."
The room went dead silent. Each person's breath seemed like a horn bellowing for how loud it was in comparison. All of the eyes were on the young Master Winner, as his own remained on the floor, filling with tears.
"I'm sorry," He said finally, "I should have told someone… I didn't even tell the other pilots until it was only weeks away."
"Don't be sorry," Rashid replied, putting a hand on Quatre's shoulder, "Learn from your mistakes and become wiser. You're far too compassionate for this cruel world."
"No," Quatre objected, "The world is compassionate. But its compassion is hidden by a mask of cruel tyrants."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The Pilots
The room seemed empty with only the five of them occupying it. Following the two large groups of Quatre's sisters and the Maguanacs, it made their small army of pilots seem even smaller. No one knew what to say, and so they said nothing. They just looked at each other, waiting for the silence to be broken.
When finally there was a noise in the room, it was not the sound of words being uttered. Instead of a voice speaking, there was the quiet resonance of someone crying. The source of the sobbing, Quatre, had buried his face in the bed sheets.
"Don't cry, Quatre," Duo said, taking his friend's hand, "There's nothing to be sad about."
"Th-that's not it," Quatre cried, "It's just… I'm so happy…" He smiled up at Duo through his tears. "It's finally over. And… I'm so grateful to have such kind and wonderful friends." He embraced Duo and laughed.
"We're only trying to repay the joy you have brought us." Hiiro said, awkwardly, not being one to usually compliment.
"We were falling apart without you." Trowa explained. Although Trowa wasn't actually smiling, his face contorted into what was the closest thing to a smile anyone had ever seen.
Wufei walked forward and looked Quatre in the eyes. "If you leave us again," He threatened, "I'll kill you myself."
Duo chuckled and slapped Wufei on the back, playfully. "After you kill me, right?"
Glaring over at Duo, Wufei grinned slightly, "Of course."
"Thank you," Quatre said, flashing his sweetest, most innocent, signature smile, "You're the best friends anyone could ever ask for."
"Daddy?" A small voice asked from the doorway.
Quatre's four comrade-in-arms stared at the little girl standing by the door in terror. "Wh-what did she call you?" Duo asked, looking back and fourth from the girl to Quatre.
"Suki!" Quatre exclaimed, grinning at the small child.
Running across the room in less than a second, Suki threw herself into Quatre's arms. "I missed you!" She cried.
"I missed you, too," Quatre replied, brushing her hair with his hand, "How are you?"
"Great!" She grinned up at him. "I got back home with the ship. But, then the mean police caught me and put me in an orphanage. So now," Suki signaled to the door, "I have a new mommy!"
It took Quatre a few moments to recognize the woman smiling shyly at the door. She was the silent woman. The woman who had watched Quatre's torture as a mute. As she realized what Quatre had noticed she blushed in embarrassment.
"Mr. Winner… I- I know what you must think of me. I've been a horrible person. You have every right to hate me. But I have repented my actions," She explained, "I know what I did was wrong and I don't deserve to be forgiven. But I thought, maybe I could at least partially atone for my actions by caring for this child…" The woman looked away in shame.
"Don't be sad, Mommy!" Suki cried, running to hug her adopted mother's leg.
"I'm sorry." She said, quietly.
Quatre stared at her for a moment, questioning whether she was truly sincere, or a deceiver, as Kei was. But there was no hint of a lie in her tone. "Maybe we should start over," he suggested, sticking out his hand to her, "I'm Quatre Raberba Winner."
Grinning, the woman walked over and shook his hand. "I'm Lenore Lee."
Quatre smiled at her, "It's nice to meet you."
"Oh!" Suki interrupted, jumping onto Quatre's bed. "Now you don't have to marry the bag lady. You can marry Mommy!"
Duo laughed hysterically at this as Quatre's face blushed into a crimson shade. "So, Quatre? When was your little daughter born, eh?"
"After Colony 189!" Suki answered.
"Really? How old were you then, Quatre?" Duo grinned at his friend who was getting redder by the minute.
"Duo, you know perfectly well I couldn't hav-"
"Oh, really? Is this the lucky gal?" Duo interrupted, looking at Lenore.
"Wow, you made Daddy turn real red, mister," Suki exclaimed, watching Quatre's face in awe, "How red can you get it?"
"I don't know, should we keep teasing him?" Duo asked.
"Yup!" Suki grinned.
"Duo, don't you dare! I'm not her biological father! You know th-" Quatre was once gain interrupted.
"Don't give me that. She has your eyes!"
"WHAT?!" Quatre nearly fainted.
"Her eyes are brown, Duo." Trowa said, calmly.
"Oh, really? You know, it is possible for someone to take your DNA and-"
"Shut up, Maxwell." Wufei broke in.
"I don't have to, it's a free countr- I mean… colony!"
"… no, it's not."
"Yes it is!"
"No…"
"Yes it is!!!"
"… No, Maxwell. It isn't."
"YUH HUH!"
Quatre smiled as his friends continued to argue. This was home. It didn't matter where he was. Wherever his friends were, his home would always be. It was comforting to hear them bickering again.
'It's good to be home.'
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
Mizz Naihu slipped out of the vent carefully. She had been hiding a long time just in case the pilots returned. "Well," she sighed, "That bastard Kei is gone, Mizz Yumi's dead… What the hell am I supposed to do?!" She screamed into the empty ship.
Grinning, she looked out the window at the dark void of stars and planets. "Hm… maybe I could go back to my security job? That's it! I'll go back ta that job!" Naihu skipped giddily down the hall. "Uniforms always been lookin' good on me!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the hospital
Mr. Winner watched his son from the crack that the door was opened. This was how Quatre was meant to be, happy. He should never be hurt or sad. He should never go through that torment again. 'I couldn't bear to lose him,' Mr. Winner thought, 'I can't let anything like that ever happen to him again. I can't allow him to be hurt. I'll protect him by his side.' He slipped away from the room. 'He'll never be hurt again. Not so long as I live.'
The End
Quick Note: No, this chapter was not edited. I was too busy crying and figured you'd rather have it up with typos than have it later without 'em.
End Notes: sniff sniff I-I hope you enjoyed Bravest Eyes sniff sniff It's all over! There is no more! A happy ending too! Was it worth the wait? Worth my evil cliffhangers? Sorry this chapter took so long. I got writer's block. Luckily, seeing the Star Wars Episode Two broke that icky block.
Star Wars: Hiya!
Writer's block: GAH! breaks into a million pieces
There will be a sequel. I think it will probably be called "Gazing Stars". There's going to be an end notes "chapter" added in a week- posting all of the chapter titles, a short humor fic maybe, and the title for the sequel. You have a week to send in the chapter titles if you want to win the contest. I hope you don't hate me for the wait ^^*
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Final Chapter: Never Ending Story…
Kattie
Note: This is the final chapter. There will be no more of Bravest Eyes, but if you wait there will be a sequel.
Another Note: Sorry if this chapter comes out somewhat solemn. I'm very sad that this is the last chapter. It's all over! I've never actually written an entire fanfiction on my own before. So, if I start crying at the endnotes, please forgive me.
Disclaimed: I do not own Gundam Wing.
Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to my onee Tensei. If you get a chance, you should read her fanfictions under the penname Tensei. They are very very good. Thanks for the inspiration onee-chan!
Time seemed to slow down as the nurse's words were spoken. Her expression gave away none of the emotion she may be feeling inside. This woman had seen death many times, but she had also seen miraculous circumstances where people who should have died did not.
She was professional and didn't look away from Trowa even as she pronounced the answer to the question that lingered on all of their minds.
Without any real pause, she continued. "-will be fine." With the words out, she grinned at their relieved expressions. "There's no need to worry, he'll be fine. Some kind of chemical was breathed into his lungs, but we managed to remove most of it. After some rest, he'll be as good as new."
Wufei's crossword book fell to the floor, with every puzzle within it completed. He didn't move to pick it up, but instead continued staring at the woman.
Hiiro stopped mid-step in his pacing pattern. His lips were folded into a very slight, almost transparent grin.
A goofy, completely visible grin covered Duo's face and it seemed the caffeine had finally kicked in as he began laughing. He jumped up from his seat and hugged the nurse. "Thank you! Thank you!" He said, appreciatively, ignoring the woman's surprised expression.
"Uh… you're welcome." She grinned back at him after regaining her composure.
Trowa showed no sign that he had heard her. His eyes were still focused on the door to the emergency room. "Can we see him?" He asked.
Sighing, the nurse fell silent for a moment, thinking over this. "Well, I guess I could let you see him for a few minutes," She said finally, "As long as you promise not to do anything that might upset or amuse him. His lungs just started recovering so neither laughing or crying would be good for them."
"Of course, ma'am," Trowa nodded to her and stood up, "Thank you."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the room
Quatre looked around the room in an array of awe and confusion. He was alive. It seemed so strange. He had been so sure he wouldn't survive. From when they had first kidnapped him, to his faded discussion with Duo. There hadn't been much of a doubt. No matter how hard Quatre had tried, he couldn't get himself to stop coughing.
But the doctors had been able to do what he could not. Although it still hurt to breathe, Quatre was completely capable of completing the process by himself. The artificial respiration machines had been disconnected. It was kind of funny, he'd never realized what a gift it was to breathe before.
However, with the gift of life, came the burden of living. Living with what had happened. Guilt was sweeping over as he sat alone in the ER. Guilt for ending Yumi's life, even though he knew there was nothing else he could have done. Guilt for Kei's death even though it was Hiiro who had pulled the trigger. Even though it was his own life against Kei's. It still seemed horrible and Quatre wished with all his heart to forget those events.
A knock at the door interrupted Quatre's thoughts.
"Quatre?" Trowa asked, peeking in the door through a crack.
Grinning, Quatre motioned for him to come in. "Hello, Trowa." He said in a raspy voice.
With Trowa, the other pilots, Quatre's father, many of his sisters, and a fair amount of the Maguanacs, filed in. It was a bit overwhelming. Each person had something to say and no one seemed to want to take turns. The pilots were pushed to the back of the crowd.
Luckily, another nurse had noticed the herd of family and friends hoard into the small emergency room. "Excuse me," She said, nervously, "Maybe you could see him in smaller groups?"
There were many murmurs of agreement as several of the separate groups swept out of the room, leaving Quatre and his father alone.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Mr. Winner and Quatre
With all the people gone, the father and son stared at each other for a moment in silence.
"Quatre," Mr. Winner said softly, "I just want you to know… that I'm very proud of you."
The words hit Quatre like a thousand hugs and kind words. As out of the blue as it seemed, nothing could have made the young pilot happier. He had gotten his one wish. As simple a gesture as it may have seemed to Mr. Winner, it meant the world to his young son.
"You were very brave," He continued, looking at the ground to avoid eye contact, "I know I haven't told you it very much, but you've always been a wonderful son. I'm honored to have such a kind and loving child… I'm sorry I haven't been there for you. I've always spent more time on my work than with you… but if you'll allow me, I'd like to change that." Mr. Winner took a deep breath and looked Quatre in the eyes. "I love you, Quatre."
Tears slid gracefully down Quatre's smiling face as he pulled his father into a hug. It had been years since they'd been able to embrace as father and son. All the barriers that had been carefully placed between them in the past seemed to be broken down in an instant.
"I love you too, father." Quatre replied.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Quatre and his sisters
The minute Quatre's siblings were allowed into the room, they bombarded him with hugs and kisses. Nitki embraced him the longest, claiming that this was all her fault. "I should have known it was a bad idea to keep a computer diary!" She exclaimed.
"Nitki," Quatre ended the embrace and looked her in the eyes with a smile, "Don't blame yourself. None of this was your fault. If anyone is to blame, I am. I didn't tell my friends about this until it was only a week away. But it doesn't matter anyway," His grin widened, "I'm fine."
"Oh, Quatre!" Nitki cried, embracing him again, "What would we have done if you'd died? What would we have done?" She ruffled his hair affectionately.
Quatre laughed as the rest of his sisters who were present mimicked her until his hair was very messy. "There's no use crying over what might have been." He answered finally.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Quatre and the Maguanacs
"MASTER QUATRE!" All of the Maguanacs seemed to cry in unison as they crammed themselves into the tiny room. It was a tight fit, but somehow they all managed to make it in.
2 "Hello," Quatre replied, with a huge smile, "How are you doing?"
"I think the more important question is 'how are YOU doing?'." Rashid replied, stepping to the front of the group.
"I'm fine," The blonde pilot answered, "In fact, I've never felt better."
"That's good to hear… But why didn't you tell us about these kidnappings? We would have protected you!" Rashid explained.
"We would have protected you, Master Quatre!" Another voice echoed.
"Why didn't you tell us?" A third yelled.
Quatre just continued grinning at the crowd in mixed admiration and friendship. "You probably could have protected me," He admitted, "But I can't burden you with my problems. You have far more important things to do than baby-sit me."
"Quatre," Rashid said, thoughtfully, "Nothing could be more important than protecting you. You are never a burden to us."
"Thank you," Quatre cast his gaze on the floor, casting a shadow over his bruised face, "But I've depended on you too much. I need to be able to protect myself. I need to take the full weight of my problems on my own shoulders." It seemed like Quatre was ashamed of himself for ever letting them take his own difficulties as their own.
"But, Master Quatre," Auda broke in, "If you plan on taking your own problems alone, then you'll have to stop taking everyone else's burdens."
There were murmurs of agreement from the other Maguanacs.
"You can't possibly take on the whole world's troubles and your own," He continued, "You have to at least let us carry some of problems. As strong as you are," Auda grinned at Quatre's disbelieving expression, "And yes, Master Quatre, you are very strong, regardless of what you think, you can't do everything. You can never protect everyone."
The room went dead silent. Each person's breath seemed like a horn bellowing for how loud it was in comparison. All of the eyes were on the young Master Winner, as his own remained on the floor, filling with tears.
"I'm sorry," He said finally, "I should have told someone… I didn't even tell the other pilots until it was only weeks away."
"Don't be sorry," Rashid replied, putting a hand on Quatre's shoulder, "Learn from your mistakes and become wiser. You're far too compassionate for this cruel world."
"No," Quatre objected, "The world is compassionate. But its compassion is hidden by a mask of cruel tyrants."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
The Pilots
The room seemed empty with only the five of them occupying it. Following the two large groups of Quatre's sisters and the Maguanacs, it made their small army of pilots seem even smaller. No one knew what to say, and so they said nothing. They just looked at each other, waiting for the silence to be broken.
When finally there was a noise in the room, it was not the sound of words being uttered. Instead of a voice speaking, there was the quiet resonance of someone crying. The source of the sobbing, Quatre, had buried his face in the bed sheets.
"Don't cry, Quatre," Duo said, taking his friend's hand, "There's nothing to be sad about."
"Th-that's not it," Quatre cried, "It's just… I'm so happy…" He smiled up at Duo through his tears. "It's finally over. And… I'm so grateful to have such kind and wonderful friends." He embraced Duo and laughed.
"We're only trying to repay the joy you have brought us." Hiiro said, awkwardly, not being one to usually compliment.
"We were falling apart without you." Trowa explained. Although Trowa wasn't actually smiling, his face contorted into what was the closest thing to a smile anyone had ever seen.
Wufei walked forward and looked Quatre in the eyes. "If you leave us again," He threatened, "I'll kill you myself."
Duo chuckled and slapped Wufei on the back, playfully. "After you kill me, right?"
Glaring over at Duo, Wufei grinned slightly, "Of course."
"Thank you," Quatre said, flashing his sweetest, most innocent, signature smile, "You're the best friends anyone could ever ask for."
"Daddy?" A small voice asked from the doorway.
Quatre's four comrade-in-arms stared at the little girl standing by the door in terror. "Wh-what did she call you?" Duo asked, looking back and fourth from the girl to Quatre.
"Suki!" Quatre exclaimed, grinning at the small child.
Running across the room in less than a second, Suki threw herself into Quatre's arms. "I missed you!" She cried.
"I missed you, too," Quatre replied, brushing her hair with his hand, "How are you?"
"Great!" She grinned up at him. "I got back home with the ship. But, then the mean police caught me and put me in an orphanage. So now," Suki signaled to the door, "I have a new mommy!"
It took Quatre a few moments to recognize the woman smiling shyly at the door. She was the silent woman. The woman who had watched Quatre's torture as a mute. As she realized what Quatre had noticed she blushed in embarrassment.
"Mr. Winner… I- I know what you must think of me. I've been a horrible person. You have every right to hate me. But I have repented my actions," She explained, "I know what I did was wrong and I don't deserve to be forgiven. But I thought, maybe I could at least partially atone for my actions by caring for this child…" The woman looked away in shame.
"Don't be sad, Mommy!" Suki cried, running to hug her adopted mother's leg.
"I'm sorry." She said, quietly.
Quatre stared at her for a moment, questioning whether she was truly sincere, or a deceiver, as Kei was. But there was no hint of a lie in her tone. "Maybe we should start over," he suggested, sticking out his hand to her, "I'm Quatre Raberba Winner."
Grinning, the woman walked over and shook his hand. "I'm Lenore Lee."
Quatre smiled at her, "It's nice to meet you."
"Oh!" Suki interrupted, jumping onto Quatre's bed. "Now you don't have to marry the bag lady. You can marry Mommy!"
Duo laughed hysterically at this as Quatre's face blushed into a crimson shade. "So, Quatre? When was your little daughter born, eh?"
"After Colony 189!" Suki answered.
"Really? How old were you then, Quatre?" Duo grinned at his friend who was getting redder by the minute.
"Duo, you know perfectly well I couldn't hav-"
"Oh, really? Is this the lucky gal?" Duo interrupted, looking at Lenore.
"Wow, you made Daddy turn real red, mister," Suki exclaimed, watching Quatre's face in awe, "How red can you get it?"
"I don't know, should we keep teasing him?" Duo asked.
"Yup!" Suki grinned.
"Duo, don't you dare! I'm not her biological father! You know th-" Quatre was once gain interrupted.
"Don't give me that. She has your eyes!"
"WHAT?!" Quatre nearly fainted.
"Her eyes are brown, Duo." Trowa said, calmly.
"Oh, really? You know, it is possible for someone to take your DNA and-"
"Shut up, Maxwell." Wufei broke in.
"I don't have to, it's a free countr- I mean… colony!"
"… no, it's not."
"Yes it is!"
"No…"
"Yes it is!!!"
"… No, Maxwell. It isn't."
"YUH HUH!"
Quatre smiled as his friends continued to argue. This was home. It didn't matter where he was. Wherever his friends were, his home would always be. It was comforting to hear them bickering again.
'It's good to be home.'
* * * * * * * * * * * *
On the "Lost Hunter"
Mizz Naihu slipped out of the vent carefully. She had been hiding a long time just in case the pilots returned. "Well," she sighed, "That bastard Kei is gone, Mizz Yumi's dead… What the hell am I supposed to do?!" She screamed into the empty ship.
Grinning, she looked out the window at the dark void of stars and planets. "Hm… maybe I could go back to my security job? That's it! I'll go back ta that job!" Naihu skipped giddily down the hall. "Uniforms always been lookin' good on me!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
In the hospital
Mr. Winner watched his son from the crack that the door was opened. This was how Quatre was meant to be, happy. He should never be hurt or sad. He should never go through that torment again. 'I couldn't bear to lose him,' Mr. Winner thought, 'I can't let anything like that ever happen to him again. I can't allow him to be hurt. I'll protect him by his side.' He slipped away from the room. 'He'll never be hurt again. Not so long as I live.'
The End
Quick Note: No, this chapter was not edited. I was too busy crying and figured you'd rather have it up with typos than have it later without 'em.
End Notes: sniff sniff I-I hope you enjoyed Bravest Eyes sniff sniff It's all over! There is no more! A happy ending too! Was it worth the wait? Worth my evil cliffhangers? Sorry this chapter took so long. I got writer's block. Luckily, seeing the Star Wars Episode Two broke that icky block.
Star Wars: Hiya!
Writer's block: GAH! breaks into a million pieces
There will be a sequel. I think it will probably be called "Gazing Stars". There's going to be an end notes "chapter" added in a week- posting all of the chapter titles, a short humor fic maybe, and the title for the sequel. You have a week to send in the chapter titles if you want to win the contest. I hope you don't hate me for the wait ^^*
sob sob Please review and tell me how you liked/disliked this fanfiction! I love you all! huggles Aw… gosh darnit… I'm really crying here… huggles everyone Live in happiness! Remember- Reviews= Inspiration= More chapters… or a quicker sequel.
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