Supernatural Awakenings
*Last Time: The pilots stopped, suddenly wary of the supposedly dead body. Maybe they were just seeing things. They were so on edge that it was possible, even though none would admit to such a thing (AN: they're Gundam pilots, they have an image to maintain). A flicker of the woman's eyelids told them that this wasn't just their imagination. Suddenly, the woman took a huge gasp and her eyes snapped open, revealing the most piercing set of cerulean — silver eyes imaginable.
This Time:
The rain stopped. It just stopped. As suddenly as it had appeared, it stopped. The cloud didn't recede though, but it did lighten in color. It changed from a deep, ominous gray-black to a light, happy gray. None of the pilots noticed this however. All they could see was the dead' woman sitting up in front of them. They did notice the rain stop, but didn't take the time to register what it could mean. All they could do to keep themselves from fainting dead away was stare at the woman and wait for her next movement.
Cosmos looked around, not really seeing anything. She was aware of a strange heaviness on her legs and stomach but couldn't place what it might be. She looked around, she was sitting on some kind of rubble. That's right, the explosion' she thought to herself. Suddenly, she gasped as she remembered the fall and her passenger, Heero Yui'. She looked down and finally understood the weight she felt on herself. He looked to be unconscious, or dead. Why wasn't she like that too? Oh, right, she was immortal. But, she should have at least felt the pain from the fall. She looked at herself, scanning her arms, legs, and body. There were no traces that she had ever been hurt. That's when she noticed something — she was wet. Understanding dawned on her as she saw the slight aquamarine glow radiating off the drops of liquid.
Smiling, she looked up at the at the cloud and whispered, "Arigato Michi-chan."
The boys watched in what could only be described as fascination as the girl looked around her. Quatre and Duo jumped, startled, when she gasped in what seemed to be realization. They watched her look down and become confused, then seem to understand. She looked over herself, letting the boys see that she no was longer, or never was, hurt in anyway. How was that possible when Heero was lying there dead and she had taken the brunt of the fall?' Quatre thought unbelievingly. They watched as the girl suddenly smiled and looked towards the sky, only one of them hearing what she whispered.
Arigato Michi-chan? What?' Trowa thought. Had he heard her right, was she thanking the sky? Before he could think more on it, his attention was drawn to the sky. The cloud that had once been almost pure ebony was glowing slightly aquamarine, as if smiling in acknowledgement of the woman's sentiments. After the glow subsided, the clouds drifted away and dispersed, leaving a brightly shining sun; brighter than Trowa could remember ever having seen before.
She watched as Michiru's cloud disappeared into nothingness. Even in death, her Senshi were still looking out for her. This thought made her smile even more, making the sun seem to shine brighter. Thinking of her loyal Senshi, however, reminded her of the betrayal of the Inners. No, this is no time to dwell on the past. What is done is done.' She looked sadly upon the boy laying on her. His death was not necessary, Fate and Destiny could wait a bit longer for this boy.
With that thought in her head, Cosmos bent down towards the boy, taking note for the first time of the four other young boys to her side. His comrades,' her mind supplied. He wasn't alone in this world, his death would be mourned. She could feel the pain the four felt like a knife in her heart, they cared deeply for this boy. As she leaned down closer towards the boy, the others began to get tense. She smiled slightly as a tear escaped her now closed eyes and landed on the boy's forehead. Opening her eyes, she leaned down the rest of the way until she was hovering right over the boy's head and placed a quick kiss on the spot where her tear had hit.
The boys watched in fascination and in fear as the woman began to lean towards Heero. They tried to move towards her, but were frozen in place. All of them. Something fell from the woman's face and sparkled as it hit the light and then Heero. A tear. She was crying, at least that's what it looked like, but she only let one tear escape. The beautiful woman leaned further still and placed a small, gentle kiss on Heero's forehead then backed away. She looked more tired than she had before, more worn out.
The woman slowly began to move Heero, causing the Gundam pilots to snap to their guard. She didn't take any notice of this at all. Her slow, languid movements made her look sixty years older than she appeared to be. It was as though in that one moment she was reduced of energy and life. She slowly began to stand, guns trained on her the whole way up. Once standing, she looked over at Heero with a sad smile and then directed her attention to the pilots. Before one word could be spoken, a quiet gasp made all the pilots look down to the ground at Heero. The woman stayed where she was, a small smile gracing her lips.*