Tears of Rain
Hikari Angel
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing.
Note thing, which I hope will be shorter today: *stretches limbs* Well, after a grueling soccer practice, too much homework, and a lot of books I'm back! God, I hope I didn't mess up! AH! It's Friday the 13th! Dun dun dun!
Gratitude: Well, I owe an ENORMOUS thanks to Hotaru Yuy for editing my awful scribble which you are brave enough to call a story. Also, I would like to add a little thank you to Rogue Angel Barton, if you're reading this (which I highly doubt) yes, I am obsessive. Yes, I love your fan fiction. No, I'm not a stalker. =) Now, ON WITH THE STORY! Oh . . . . . . wait, I added a bunch of radomness in between to annoy you. Hehe. I promise next chapter it'll all be at the end for when the peoples who have no lives (me as an example) get bored. . .
Name - Age - Age they appear (Age they stopped growing)
Firefly – 1211 – 17
Heero – 1213 – 18
Trowa – 1088 – 20
Quatre – 725 – 18
Wufei – 563 18
Duo – 126 – 17
I used the same music as last time. Empty the pocket's chorus in one point is too fast for me to sing. =( and then I just listened to these songs:
Pure Snow, dunno who
My brother's online radio: http://152.7.56.82:4242
Last time
Firefly gives the boys their very odd, but still breathtaking gifts, hence the chapter name *sweat drop*
Firefly's house!
When they had gone, it hadn't been her fault, not that she hadn't blamed herself entirely. Firefly thought that the others should have lived. It is a shame that she couldn't see how very wrong she was. She knew that she was stronger alone than with others sometimes, but the little friends she had she cherished with all her heart. Fate had chosen her seeing this strength. Pity fate couldn't see the future. Pity fate couldn't see the shattering of the glass firefly . . .
G-boys House
Today was a curious day; yes, a very curious day indeed. All of the g-boys except for Duo were in the living room, as usual. They were waiting for Duo, as usual. Duo was upstairs, late, as usual. They were dressed casually, as usual. And Duo came flying into the room, as usual. Today seemed like another usual day, but that is a rather foolish assumption. Today was very different. Today they were going to visit Firefly to thank her for the gifts and they could surprise her, not having to call her since Duo knew the way. Well, they thought he knew the way. . .
"Braided Baka! Are you still lost?!" Wufei snorted as he trailed after a confused Duo.
"What? It was dark and Firefly was showing where to go!" Duo cried, defending himself.
"Duo, what did it look like then?" Quatre asked. They had been searching for three hours and it was beginning to become dark.
"Well, it had a ton of steps and it was low with lots of windows. There were bunches of fireflies, heh, kinda fits her. It had lots of lilies, in fact it looked a bit like that place that Wufei goes to every week," he thoughtfully told them, trying to recall what it looked like. All of them sweat dropped at their friend's stupidity.
"Maxwell," said an emotionless voice.
"What?" he asked knowing it to belong to Heero.
"Turn around." Heero commanded. Duo spun around and before him was a temple with a huge staircase carved out of the natural rock and at the top of the hill was a beautiful Shinto shrine colored deep purple and black.
"That's it!" Duo cried with glee. The group of young men began the long trek up to the top of the steps. As they reached the middle the Chinese man stopped.
"What's up, Wu-man?" Duo asked him.
"This temple is painted in dark tones. That is to symbolize that all the high priest or priestess of this shrine died and had no heir or the heir chose to no longer belong to a faith of any sort. It is to represent that this temple is one of the ancient ones that survived, and even today its heritage it still lost." (I'm making that up, it's not true. I just needed something to make her shrine dead-like and . . . yeah. Anyhoo, it's my fic so there!) Wufei paused and before he took another step he bowed to it and mumbled a prayer before walking forward. The others, respecting Wufei's reverence of the shrine walked after him silently.
By the time they reached the top twilight had changed to night and the fireflies that Duo had watched with Firefly were out. A small figure came out wearing a nurse's outfit, yawned as though she's just woken up and walked towards the steps. She stopped the moment she saw them.
It was to dark to discern faces so she called out, "Who are you?" The moment she uttered the words, they knew from her high angelic voice that it was Firefly.
Trowa, being the one she had seen the most decided that he might speak up, "Hey Firefly, its Trowa and the others." A small sigh of relief flowed through the air, so soft that Duo and Wufei didn't even pick it up, but the other three did. She lit a lamp next to her.
"How did you do that?" Duo asked, since he didn't see anything in her hands. She grinned and held out a match.
"Hello, it's good to see you guys again." She smiled, oblivious to the other one standing behind the group, hidden by a shadow. Duo and Quatre smiled back at her.
"You're wound seems to be fixed!" Wufei said surprised.
"Ah, yeah! I always was a fast healer!" she laughed trying to get them to lay it off and not think much of it. They could all tell that she was lying, but seeing as it was simply about her leg condition, nothing too important, they ignored it.
"Where is Titan?" Trowa asked.
"Napping; she was out all day," she told them. After an awkward moment the blond decided it was time for the two mysterious ones to meet.
"Firefly, we would like you to meet our friend that you've heard of, but have of yet to meet." Quatre began to introduce the two, "Firefly this is Heero Yuy." Heero stepped out of the shadow, "Hn."
"Heero, this is Firefly." She recognized him as the man she'd ran into when running to her garden. "It's a pleasure to meet She held out her hand with a slight smile on her face. "Likewise." He took her hand and the shook.
At this point Duo wanted to slap the back of Heero's head. Heero usually bent and kissed a lady's hand, being his well-mannered self. Now, he was acting like a normal teenage guy and that was his role!
"Um," she began to stutter out words and bits of phrases when finally she closed her eyes and put her hand out in a stop sign, waited a moment, and then began again, "I am sorry when I ran into you the other day. I didn't really get the chance to apologize. It's just . . .," she sighed, "You look a ton like someone I knew once. Well, I didn't really now him, but he helped me out when I really needed it, and he's dead now, and when I saw you, I kind of freaked. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to stare or anything, but you look so much like him, maybe you're related, but impossible, but that's ok. I didn't know what to think or do or say or anything for that matter! I'm so sorry. I hope that you will forgive me!" She said all of this very quickly so no one could get a word in an edgewise.
Taking a deep breath she began to babble about how it would be ok if he thought that she was odd or something and didn't really like her because she understood when he grabbed her flailing arms and pushed them down and she silenced.
"It's alright. You look like someone I once met too. In fact, you look exactly like her. Nor did I really know her. I just met her once," Heero explained to her. (DUDE! I'm talking to Rogue Angel Barton on AIM. Hehe! Fun! Go read Eye of the Midnight Storm! *starts singing Peony Pink in her little world* I have to go to bed! Oyasumi Nasai Minna-san! Sleep tight! Don't let the malicious, repulsive, sweaty-sock smelling, and parasitical vampires under your bed bite! I'm baaaack! Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to my world! Please remove all pink fuzzy items at the door for if you take them in they will we terminated permanently. Have fun!)
"Oh." She said, not being able to think of anything else to say. She looked at the ground to hide her blush. After a moment of standing there she looked up, "I have a few more hours until work. Do you guys wanna go out to eat? My treat! Of course I get to pick the restaurant."
"Um, I don't think, that is . . ." Quatre began, but Firefly held a hand up to silence him. "I want to do this! Please let me!" Heero noticed a slight pain in her lavender eyes that he knew well. He'd seen it for 143 years of looking in the mirror: pure raw lonesomeness. Then he met Trowa and he finally had found a companion, and even then they hadn't been what you might call friends until much later.
Quatre looked stuck between being polite and being considerate of her feelings. He didn't think that it would be right to go, but he didn't want to blow her off.
Duo had a grin on his face that symbolized he wanted to take her up on her offer. Wufei too was caught but for different reasons. He didn't want to go anywhere with a woman, nor be treated by her, but he had seen that this girl respected him a great deal and understood his heritage more than any other they had met in modern days. Trowa looked impassive; his face in its usual placid mask, but Heero knew that beneath the surface Trowa was having a similar war that Quatre was having.
"It would be our honor," Heero told her. She smiled like a little giddy school girl, but Heero held his finger up. She cocked her head to the side cutely in question. "One circumstance, we get to treat you." She stared at him for a moment as lavender and Prussian blue collided in a clash of wills.
Finally, her lavender eyes, recognizing his stubbornness equal to her own, meaning he would never give up, pulled away and she nodded with a small sigh. Duo's grin widened and the rest smiled.
"OK! Well, then! You guys pick!" she told them, grabbing Trowa and Duo's hands and running down the ancient granite steps with the two young men in tow. (Young! Yeah right!) The other three sped after them. When they reached the bottom Firefly was there waiting for them.
"Alright, choose!" she commanded. All of them turned to Quatre, even Heero. The blond blushed at his friends' immediate assumption of his knowledge.
"Uh, is anyone up for Italian?" Quatre asked, sweat dropping, for they were all, including Firefly, who'd caught on, gazing at him patiently. They all nodded.
"Uh, just, ah, follow me," he smiled kindly and began walking towards the best Italian restaurant that he knew of. It wasn't too fancy. He'd found that most of the time a good fresh meal from your average restaurant could be much better than an extravagant, luxurious restaurant. It was a long walk and all of the shortcuts went through bad neighborhoods, but since they didn't really want to show off the fact that they were rich to her they couldn't call the limo.
As they passed through one of the more dingy alleys two guys pulled out from the wall. One grabbed Hotaru around the waist and pulled her back against the wall while the other pointed his gun at the group of boys.
"Firefly!" Duo cried out, but a gun was pointed at his head before he could move any farther.
"You're the wench with the bird that beat up the boss! We should have taken care of you then, I guess we'll have to do it now!" he growled. She heard the click of the gun, and the other boy pointing the gun at her newly-found friends stole a glance at her. They couldn't do anything. She would be shot before they could say 'Die' if they moved a muscle!
Then it hit her: it was the guy whose head she'd messed with! He was the one holding the gun to the boys. Her eye caught his and in a small voice she whispered, "Call him off." The others just gawked at the petite girl who had the guts to tell this boy to tell the other to stand down. The boy dropped his eyes to the ground, his hand with the gun in it lowered.
"Look at me," she whispered sympathetically yet firmly and he looked up, tears brimming his eyes, "call him off." The other who was confused turned his confusion to anger.
"Shut up bitch! Elijah! What is your problem, dude?" The boy now known as Elijah looked up. (No, I didn't get it from Lord of the Ring's Elijah Wood; I got it off select smart, boy's name selector online) It hadn't occurred to Firefly that the boy didn't look Japanese at all, but his name and his large bright gray eyes made it obvious. He dropped the gun on the floor and walked over to the other boy.
"Kano, this isn't a game. Murder is murder. Do you really want to kill her just because the boss asked us to? Seriously, you were against going after women in the first place!" Elijah tried to call off his friend.
Kano just stared at his friend, but then he pointed the gun at Elijah, "Damn you! Traitor! Boss should have known better than to trust a stupid Brit!" A shot was fired and Elijah's body slumped to the ground.
"No!" cried out Firefly. She flung Kano over her shoulder and took the gun from his shaking hands. Heero took out his gun shot Kano in the leg, right under the knee so he couldn't walk. Firefly ran to the English boy where the other g-boys were helping him.
"Elijah, right?" she asked the still conscious boy. He nodded fearfully.
"Elijah, this will hurt, a lot, bare it!" She placed her hands over the wound and a light purple light, surrounded her and then fell into him. Her eyes, which were still open, rolled up into the back of her head. She began to mumble things the neither Elijah or the g-boys could understand.
And I'm sick of writing. I'll write more laterz! Bye!
BTW(IMPORTANT) The lighty thing fell into Elijah, she didn't fall into him, the light surrounding her did. Just thought you should know!