~Liberi Fatali~
By Moon Dragon
Warnings: *YAOI* future pairings: 1+2, MU+3, 3+4, 5+Meiran,
AU, some romance and swearing.
Note: *sighs* Yes, I KNOW that it's been a very VERY long time since
the last update...I'm really sorry! I'll let you throw coconuts at me!
I'm just very disappointed that nobody reviewed for my Clover
fic! I understand if it's bad, but at least I need something! *sighs*
Please continue reviweing, I really need it...
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or anything else
from Final Fantasy 8.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The ride went very smooth and in an instant, the trio is already at
Balamb City. The city is not very large compare to other cities and
only a few people reside in it. Trowa passes by familiar faces as he
politely gives them a brief nod or greeting. Heero, on the other hand,
only greets them with a grunt. It might sound rude, but from Heero,
it's a good sign. The smell of the salty sea finally meets their
senses. Zechs signals Heero and Trowa to hurry their pace.
They finally reach their destination at the seaport.
Trowa's eyes roam over a grand ship. Its appearance is striking
with glinted steel and its looming shadow covering Trowa in a
menacing way. Trowa takes a quick glance at Heero and sees him
almost jumpy. From anticipation? Trowa has to admit, he feels
anticipated too from the feel of participating in a mission.
He notices two other figures, a woman with dark hair and a young
Chinese man who is the same age as Trowa and Heero.
Trowa regards the dark-haired woman in respect when he notices her
as the lieutenant. The lieutenant wears a more elaborated uniform.
Its design is the same as the students', except that the lining
adornment is in gold instead of silver. A series of badges give a
sign of their rank too. The other must be the group leader.
His hair is very sleek and is tighten in a ponytail. His ebony eyes
stare off with no profound interest. Trowa doesn't see what is so
special about him.
The lieutenant criticizes Trowa and Heero with eyes of a brilliant
indigo colour. Trowa straightens up. 'This is an exam, you fool.'
Trowa reminds himself. 'Don't screw it up.'
"My name is Lieutenant Noin." She starts with a clear voice.
"This is an exam, which is the final to decide whether you're
qualified enough to be a SeeD. If you fail, you'll have to train
harder. Becoming a SeeD isn't taken too lightly.
Even an exam, however, treat it as an actual mission. Because
today the decisions you make will result other people's lives and
also yours. Your lives are precious, so make out of this mission alive."
Noin pauses and indicates the Chinese beside her.
"This, is Wufei Chang. It is decided from Instructor Zechs and I
that he will be the leader of this group."
Trowa notices a slight grunting sound from Heero.
Noin gives a quick glance in Heero's way, but continues instead.
"Our mission is to arrive at the Sank Kingdom and guard the city from
an upcoming assault of OZ. That is all." With the acceptation of
silence, she motions the group to climb inside the ship.
Before Trowa gets in, Heero manages to whisper in his ear.
"It's going to be a hell of a long ride." Trowa sighs at the growing
silence of their little "group." Three stoic students, one stern
instructor and one only female lieutenant…
It's going to be a long ride indeed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trowa opens his eyes to reveal the dark velvet night-wait a minute…
night? Since when it's nighttime? He quickly sits up and scans around
the grassy plains. 'Why am I lying down on the grass? Aren't I on the
ship?' Trowa rubs his temples, "Don't tell me I'm dreaming again…"
He mutters tiredly.
"Trowa!"
He turns around to find Quatre running up to him. "Quatre?"
The blond gasps for breath as he sits down next to Trowa.
"Don't ever leave like that!" Quatre slugs him on the shoulder.
"I thought you got captured or something."
Trowa just calmly rubs the place Quatre has hit. "Why would you care?"
Quatre gawks at him with widened blue eyes, "Trowa! You're my friend!
Of course I care!"
"You hardly know me."
Quatre sighs, "I know but…" He sheepishly places a hand behind his
head. "…I just have this feeling in my heart that tells me to trust
you." He smiles, "I know you wouldn't hurt me or anything."
Trowa stares back seriously, "What if I am? What if I'm gaining your
trust in order to kill you after?"
Quatre stares at Trowa with the same intensity.
'This is crazy' Trowa muses, 'I'm trying to intimidate someone
who haunted me…Why me in all damn bloody seven hells?!'
He doesn't realize how close Quatre's face is and jerks back in
surprise. Quatre smiles, "I know you wouldn't kill me…"
He leans close to Trowa, their foreheads almost touching.
Trowa can't stop the flush creeping into his face.
Quatre whispers, "…because you don't have the guts to do it."
Quatre grins impishly and laughs. Trowa frowns but smiles warmly.
Quatre's laughter finally dies down as he reaches into his pocket.
"Here." He gives Trowa a necklace piece of a lion's head on a cross.
Trowa stares at the necklace baffled and cautiously searches his
pockets. He's even more confused to find it gone.
'How come Quatre has it? I have it right here!
T-There can't be two of them!' Trowa isn't aware as Quatre clasps
the necklace around his neck. Quatre looks squarely into his eyes.
"Please. Wear this necklace, Trowa-kun."
He says, "It will protect you."
Trowa's mind wanders away from the necklace,
"Trowa-kun? What does that mean?"
"Friend," he answers, "it means friend Trowa in Japanese."
Quatre sighs, "I guess you're going now.
Promise you'll come back, okay?" He smiles at Trowa, but almost sadly.
"Going? What do you-" In an instant, everything becomes
black as a distant voice calls for him.
"Trowa? Trowa! Wake up!"
Trowa opens his eyes and recognizes the familiar surroundings of
the steel ship and Heero looming over him. "What is it?"
"The sank kingdom," Heero verifies, "We're here. It's time to move out."
Trowa stifles a chuckle. Heero's naturally acting like the boss again…
His hand automatically reaches for the necklace that is supposed
to be in his pocket and takes it out. The silver piece glints in
its own mystery. Trowa clasps it around his neck.
'It will protect you.'
"I'll believe that." Trowa whispers to the air and gets ready
for the exam.
~tbc~
Pleeeeeeeeease review! Like I said, I'll let you throw coconuts
at me. O_o
The "Trowa-kun" part isn't wrong, right? If it is, then let me
know and I'll edit it.
By Moon Dragon
Warnings: *YAOI* future pairings: 1+2, MU+3, 3+4, 5+Meiran,
AU, some romance and swearing.
Note: *sighs* Yes, I KNOW that it's been a very VERY long time since
the last update...I'm really sorry! I'll let you throw coconuts at me!
I'm just very disappointed that nobody reviewed for my Clover
fic! I understand if it's bad, but at least I need something! *sighs*
Please continue reviweing, I really need it...
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or anything else
from Final Fantasy 8.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The ride went very smooth and in an instant, the trio is already at
Balamb City. The city is not very large compare to other cities and
only a few people reside in it. Trowa passes by familiar faces as he
politely gives them a brief nod or greeting. Heero, on the other hand,
only greets them with a grunt. It might sound rude, but from Heero,
it's a good sign. The smell of the salty sea finally meets their
senses. Zechs signals Heero and Trowa to hurry their pace.
They finally reach their destination at the seaport.
Trowa's eyes roam over a grand ship. Its appearance is striking
with glinted steel and its looming shadow covering Trowa in a
menacing way. Trowa takes a quick glance at Heero and sees him
almost jumpy. From anticipation? Trowa has to admit, he feels
anticipated too from the feel of participating in a mission.
He notices two other figures, a woman with dark hair and a young
Chinese man who is the same age as Trowa and Heero.
Trowa regards the dark-haired woman in respect when he notices her
as the lieutenant. The lieutenant wears a more elaborated uniform.
Its design is the same as the students', except that the lining
adornment is in gold instead of silver. A series of badges give a
sign of their rank too. The other must be the group leader.
His hair is very sleek and is tighten in a ponytail. His ebony eyes
stare off with no profound interest. Trowa doesn't see what is so
special about him.
The lieutenant criticizes Trowa and Heero with eyes of a brilliant
indigo colour. Trowa straightens up. 'This is an exam, you fool.'
Trowa reminds himself. 'Don't screw it up.'
"My name is Lieutenant Noin." She starts with a clear voice.
"This is an exam, which is the final to decide whether you're
qualified enough to be a SeeD. If you fail, you'll have to train
harder. Becoming a SeeD isn't taken too lightly.
Even an exam, however, treat it as an actual mission. Because
today the decisions you make will result other people's lives and
also yours. Your lives are precious, so make out of this mission alive."
Noin pauses and indicates the Chinese beside her.
"This, is Wufei Chang. It is decided from Instructor Zechs and I
that he will be the leader of this group."
Trowa notices a slight grunting sound from Heero.
Noin gives a quick glance in Heero's way, but continues instead.
"Our mission is to arrive at the Sank Kingdom and guard the city from
an upcoming assault of OZ. That is all." With the acceptation of
silence, she motions the group to climb inside the ship.
Before Trowa gets in, Heero manages to whisper in his ear.
"It's going to be a hell of a long ride." Trowa sighs at the growing
silence of their little "group." Three stoic students, one stern
instructor and one only female lieutenant…
It's going to be a long ride indeed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trowa opens his eyes to reveal the dark velvet night-wait a minute…
night? Since when it's nighttime? He quickly sits up and scans around
the grassy plains. 'Why am I lying down on the grass? Aren't I on the
ship?' Trowa rubs his temples, "Don't tell me I'm dreaming again…"
He mutters tiredly.
"Trowa!"
He turns around to find Quatre running up to him. "Quatre?"
The blond gasps for breath as he sits down next to Trowa.
"Don't ever leave like that!" Quatre slugs him on the shoulder.
"I thought you got captured or something."
Trowa just calmly rubs the place Quatre has hit. "Why would you care?"
Quatre gawks at him with widened blue eyes, "Trowa! You're my friend!
Of course I care!"
"You hardly know me."
Quatre sighs, "I know but…" He sheepishly places a hand behind his
head. "…I just have this feeling in my heart that tells me to trust
you." He smiles, "I know you wouldn't hurt me or anything."
Trowa stares back seriously, "What if I am? What if I'm gaining your
trust in order to kill you after?"
Quatre stares at Trowa with the same intensity.
'This is crazy' Trowa muses, 'I'm trying to intimidate someone
who haunted me…Why me in all damn bloody seven hells?!'
He doesn't realize how close Quatre's face is and jerks back in
surprise. Quatre smiles, "I know you wouldn't kill me…"
He leans close to Trowa, their foreheads almost touching.
Trowa can't stop the flush creeping into his face.
Quatre whispers, "…because you don't have the guts to do it."
Quatre grins impishly and laughs. Trowa frowns but smiles warmly.
Quatre's laughter finally dies down as he reaches into his pocket.
"Here." He gives Trowa a necklace piece of a lion's head on a cross.
Trowa stares at the necklace baffled and cautiously searches his
pockets. He's even more confused to find it gone.
'How come Quatre has it? I have it right here!
T-There can't be two of them!' Trowa isn't aware as Quatre clasps
the necklace around his neck. Quatre looks squarely into his eyes.
"Please. Wear this necklace, Trowa-kun."
He says, "It will protect you."
Trowa's mind wanders away from the necklace,
"Trowa-kun? What does that mean?"
"Friend," he answers, "it means friend Trowa in Japanese."
Quatre sighs, "I guess you're going now.
Promise you'll come back, okay?" He smiles at Trowa, but almost sadly.
"Going? What do you-" In an instant, everything becomes
black as a distant voice calls for him.
"Trowa? Trowa! Wake up!"
Trowa opens his eyes and recognizes the familiar surroundings of
the steel ship and Heero looming over him. "What is it?"
"The sank kingdom," Heero verifies, "We're here. It's time to move out."
Trowa stifles a chuckle. Heero's naturally acting like the boss again…
His hand automatically reaches for the necklace that is supposed
to be in his pocket and takes it out. The silver piece glints in
its own mystery. Trowa clasps it around his neck.
'It will protect you.'
"I'll believe that." Trowa whispers to the air and gets ready
for the exam.
~tbc~
Pleeeeeeeeease review! Like I said, I'll let you throw coconuts
at me. O_o
The "Trowa-kun" part isn't wrong, right? If it is, then let me
know and I'll edit it.