okay this is like a pilot thing, i started it and way wondering what you all would think abou it. if you want me to contiue i will but please note if i continue it the chapters in wartime passion will be slowed down. (it's halfway complete for those who where wondering.)
*angel!*
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The confusion of love (pilot)
by *Angel!*, angel of darkness
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"But, Heero!" she yelled at him."what about me?"
He remained silent.
"why are you doing this!? why are you pushing me away?"
"I'm not." he stated slowly his back turned away from her, he couldn't bear to look at her cry.
"But Heero!" she yelled again hoping to get a decent answer out of him. "I love you." she whispered tears running down her face.
He didn't say anything back.
"Why are you doing this?!" she yelled again through her tears not bothering to wipe them away but letting the run freelg down her face. "Why?" she asked again in a whisper barely heard but in the silent room in rang out perfectly.
"I'll be back in a couple of months." he said trying to calm her down.
"Not you willn't!"
"I wouldn't fall for another girl, Mako i swear." he said resonably.
"That's not what i'm worried about, or have you already and you're just using this as an excuse?" she asked him her eyes full of question.
"Mako, what are you saying? Are you saying that you think that i'm cheating on you!" he asked hurtful.
"No that's not what i said!"
"Yes it and why are you being so hard about this?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are, and i'm leaving and i might not come back!" he yelled walking out of the door, shutting the door after him quickly. He leaned against the door tears running down his face.
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::4 years later::
A thunder suddenly sounded and Mako joilted up, out of bed her face drippping in not sweat but tears. 'not again.' she thought as she untangled herself from her sheets.
The room was litten by a sudden thunder providing light into the small apartment bedroom. "looks like i'll have to take the bus to work tommorrow." she said to no one in particular.
"Doesn't look like i'll get anymore sleep." she stated softly as she picked up her comforter, she didn't bother to turn on the light, not that she needed to, the light of the storm, and thunder was enough.
As she set the comforter, a soft blue colored conforter, with tiny white flowers handsewn in, it was probely an antique by now. It belonged to her mother who had it when she was about her age. Her mother had died when she was 1 so it ment alot to her.
When she finished she walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen of her 2 bedroom house. She started some hot water fix some tea. Once it finished she walked out of the kitchen and into the living room and sat down on a chair.
'why now?' she asked herself 'after all of these years why now?' the same dream kept repeating itself over and over lately and she didn't seem to get any sleep lately. She knew that she would never be over him but she was dealing with it. She hadn't stoped dating though, her uncle who helped support her when her father first died when she was 14 until she got her inheritence form her father when she was 18. He wanted her to date and to be happy, he knew about Heero, more than even her own father did because he didn't like Heero until the was on his death bed. She didn't know why or how but her uncle did. But dating didn't make her happy what made her happy was Heero, but she knew that she could never have him.
'Why does it have to be so hard?' she asked herself as she glanced out of the window, staring at the tunderstorm outside.
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okay what did you guys think? pretty good for one language class huh?
*angel!*
THANK YOU JUPITER-HIME FOR EDITING MY JUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*angel!*
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The confusion of love (pilot)
by *Angel!*, angel of darkness
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"But, Heero!" she yelled at him."what about me?"
He remained silent.
"why are you doing this!? why are you pushing me away?"
"I'm not." he stated slowly his back turned away from her, he couldn't bear to look at her cry.
"But Heero!" she yelled again hoping to get a decent answer out of him. "I love you." she whispered tears running down her face.
He didn't say anything back.
"Why are you doing this?!" she yelled again through her tears not bothering to wipe them away but letting the run freelg down her face. "Why?" she asked again in a whisper barely heard but in the silent room in rang out perfectly.
"I'll be back in a couple of months." he said trying to calm her down.
"Not you willn't!"
"I wouldn't fall for another girl, Mako i swear." he said resonably.
"That's not what i'm worried about, or have you already and you're just using this as an excuse?" she asked him her eyes full of question.
"Mako, what are you saying? Are you saying that you think that i'm cheating on you!" he asked hurtful.
"No that's not what i said!"
"Yes it and why are you being so hard about this?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are, and i'm leaving and i might not come back!" he yelled walking out of the door, shutting the door after him quickly. He leaned against the door tears running down his face.
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::4 years later::
A thunder suddenly sounded and Mako joilted up, out of bed her face drippping in not sweat but tears. 'not again.' she thought as she untangled herself from her sheets.
The room was litten by a sudden thunder providing light into the small apartment bedroom. "looks like i'll have to take the bus to work tommorrow." she said to no one in particular.
"Doesn't look like i'll get anymore sleep." she stated softly as she picked up her comforter, she didn't bother to turn on the light, not that she needed to, the light of the storm, and thunder was enough.
As she set the comforter, a soft blue colored conforter, with tiny white flowers handsewn in, it was probely an antique by now. It belonged to her mother who had it when she was about her age. Her mother had died when she was 1 so it ment alot to her.
When she finished she walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen of her 2 bedroom house. She started some hot water fix some tea. Once it finished she walked out of the kitchen and into the living room and sat down on a chair.
'why now?' she asked herself 'after all of these years why now?' the same dream kept repeating itself over and over lately and she didn't seem to get any sleep lately. She knew that she would never be over him but she was dealing with it. She hadn't stoped dating though, her uncle who helped support her when her father first died when she was 14 until she got her inheritence form her father when she was 18. He wanted her to date and to be happy, he knew about Heero, more than even her own father did because he didn't like Heero until the was on his death bed. She didn't know why or how but her uncle did. But dating didn't make her happy what made her happy was Heero, but she knew that she could never have him.
'Why does it have to be so hard?' she asked herself as she glanced out of the window, staring at the tunderstorm outside.
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okay what did you guys think? pretty good for one language class huh?
*angel!*
THANK YOU JUPITER-HIME FOR EDITING MY JUNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!