Save My Broken World
~!!Important note!!~: Once the review counter reaches 41, chapter 4 will be posted.=) The
more reviews, the quicker I'll write chapter 5. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. Since
you had to wait, I made it a lot longer. =) Also, if anyone want to be notified when new chapters
come out, tell me in your review and leave your email. In the next chapter the practical joke
is played! Thanks everyone for your reading and especially your encouraging reviews!!!!
*Usagi was busy doing her morning chores in the barn when she heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Makoto!" Makoto heard shuffling around inside before the door was opened.
"What's with the sign on the door saying 'Knock or enter at your own risk'?"
"I'll explain it when I spend the night. So are you here to help or what?"
"Remember yesterday I said I'd send one of my brothers over to help? Well, I sent both.
They should be here soon. I'm on my way to the market and I thought I'd let you know."
"Thanks for the news. I'd love to talk more but I need to get this done. I'll see you
around 6:45?"
"Sounds great! See-ya then Usagi!" Makoto went on her way.
"Bye!" 'This will be perfect! Hee hee hee.' If anyone had been there to see the pure evil and
conniving look on her face, they would have become as pale as a sheet.
Usagi continued on with her chores after fixing something, anxiously awaiting the arrival of
Heero and Duo.
About ten minutes later, Usagi heard a knock and was ready for action. "Who is it?"
"It's Duo! Hurry let me in!!! Heero's chasing me because I put prunes in his breakfast!!"
"Just a sec," Usagi said.
Duo heard shuffling before she said, "Come on in!"
Duo looked behind him and saw Heero catching up to him, so he opened the door and
stepped in. Big mistake. Opening the door triggered buckets above the door to empty their
contents on his head. Duo looked at Usagi who had busted up laughing, then at Heero who let a
couple of laughs escape his lips. That was when Duo finally realized what he was covered in.
Horse poop.
"Ewwwwwww!! Gross!!"
"Serves you right! I said you'd pay! And you did!!"
Duo ran out chanting to himself, "Gotta get to the closest lake! Gotta get to the closest lake!
Gotta get to the closest lake!"
Heero cautiously walked into the barn.
"Don't worry. Nothing else is booby trapped."
"Hn."
"Looks like I lost one of my workers. Oh well. It was definitely worth it!"
"Why did you only get him back? I helped throw you in."
Usagi turned around facing away from Heero trying to figure out for herself why she didn't
wait until Heero was there so they both would have been covered.
"I know it wasn't you who came up with the idea to throw me in. It was Duo. He's the one to
blame. Since it was his fault and it wouldn't have happened if it were only you there, I'm letting
you off the hook. Besides, can't lose both of my workers now can I."
"Hn."
"Would you stop grunting at me! It's getting really irritating. Pretty much everything I say
to you, you say 'Hn'. What is that supposed to mean anyway?!"
"Hn."
"See!! If you grunt one more time I'll pull a prank on you and see how you like it, Duo
obviously did not!"
"Fine. Fine."
"Promise me you'll work on it?"
"Promise."
"Thank you." An awkward silence befell them. Neither knowing what to say to the other.
Usagi had no idea why she had gotten so mad at Heero for grunting at her. He always
grunted. Even when people asked him to stop he wouldn't because he didn't want to. And now
here he was, promising to her not to do what he has been doing since she met him. He never
promised. He never pulled a prank either until yesterday. What now? Decide to court a girl?
Heero had not a clue as to why he promised that to her. He liked grunting. It was humorous
to watch peoples reactions when he did it. This had to have been the most humorous. But it
wasn't. It was something else. Something indescribable. It had made him make that promise to her.
A promise. Something he never made. But here for this girl, he did just that.
Usagi had to break this cloud of silence that was holding them there motionless. "Um.
Would you mind giving the horses their hay from the mound over there. I'll start shoveling out
the stalls. When I'm done with that, you can make each a bed out of what's left over."
"Okay."
Heero and Usagi got to work. When Usagi finished shoveling, Heero laid down the layers
of hay. All finished.
"That mainly what had to be done. Everything else is done. The only thing left would be to
finish brushing the horses. There's only three that still need it. I'll brush my horse Fairylight and
you can brush the one across from my horse. The last one we'll work on together."
"Okay. Where's the tools?"
"I'll get them for you after I show you the horse you'll be grooming."
She showed him, got the tools and gave it to them. They each began their tasks.
Heero had felt an air of sadness when he had first seen Usagi this morning, but he thought it
was nothing because it had vanished after he discovered it. But now he was starting to feel it
again. Only this time heavier. He quietly walked over to Usagi's stall and found her, with comb
in hand, sitting on the floor leaning her shoulder and head on her horse who was laying down
beside her trying to provide comfort.
"Usagi."
Usagi was shaken from her thoughts when she heard the voice of Heero call her name. She
looked up at him with teary eyes.
"Usagi." He repeated. "You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Must have gotten a little dust in my eyes." She stood up too quickly and
ended up stumbling. Heero caught her before she had a chance to completely fall. "Thanks." He
sat them both down on the ground across from each other.
Placing his hands on her shoulders he stated, "Usagi. I know you're not okay. Something's
wrong. I can tell. I can also tell you need to talk about it."
They sat like that for a minute or two in silence. Heero still holding onto her shoulders and
Usagi's head still down.
"You're right Heero. I do need to talk about it. It's about my past. It almost always is. My
parents worked for the King as long as I could remember, even before I was born. They were his
personal servants and had become best friends. When I was born, I was pretty much treated like
royalty because of the closeness of my parents and the King and Queen. Princess Shianne and I
were the best of friends. She was four years older that me, but that never seemed to matter. Nothing
mattered. But then everything started mattering when I turned eleven. Who would have thought
that turning eleven would cause me so much pain.
"A month after my eleventh birthday, Shianne's betrothal to Prince Evin was announced.
She was to leave in one week for the wedding. One week. After that week she would leave on a
voyage that she would never return from. And I'd never see her again because her new home was
across the Great Seas and my parents didn't have the money or the resources to send me on a trip
like that. Shianne and I both knew that. So we swore with tears in our eyes we would spend every
last second of that week together. And we did. We had so much fun. More fun than we had ever
had before. That was the best week of our friendship. A week that is implanted in my memory.
Then all to soon, the week ended and all her baggage was being loaded onto the ship. Everyone
was at the dock waiting for the Princess to arrive so they could all bid her farewell. It was a
joyous occasion and the cause for an eventful night to be filled with singing and dancing and
drinking. We knew people were waiting for the Princess but we had to say our goodbyes. An
everlasting goodbye. So we sat and cried and cried. Making promises and swears. We would
always be friends we swore. We'd never forget each other we promised. And we didn't. We
walked to the boat with tear streaked faces and said our last goodbyes. I walked away from the
crowd and she stepped onto the dock. Neither one of us ever looking back.
"I still hadn't gotten through the heartache of missing my best friend when a sickness
spread across the land. It was a horrible sickness that killed many. Two of those many were my
parents. I was still eleven and getting over Shianne when the King and Queen personally told me
about their deaths. That was the last straw. I couldn't take it any more. I broke down on the floor
crying my heart out. I don't know how long I stayed alone in my dark room laying on my bed
unable to sleep, eat, drink, do anything. The King had someone camped outside my door ready to
report to him how I was doing. It got so bad the Queen came to comfort me. I became somewhat
emotionally stable through her. She helped me so much.
"I was then able to speak to the King rationally. He said he'd move me into the servants
quarters and allow me to live there as long as I wanted. He'd let me continue to eat at the palace.
He took care of me. I didn't have to do anything for him in return. But how can you not do anything
in return when someone just saved your life and GAVE you a life again! I finally got him to let me
take care of the horses. On the first morning I went to clean the stables and groom the horses, he
gave me the most wonderful present. The King and I walked into the stables and there standing in
the middle of the isle was the most gorgeous horse. I was drawn to her. I walked up to her in a
trance. I caressed her and she nuzzled into my hands. An instant friendship. I named her Fairylight.
I was very grateful to the King and Queen for the present. It really helped me in my emotional and
mental recovery. Then you and your family moved here and I got a best friend again, Makoto.
Slowly but surely life became stable and normal."
Heero was amazed such a happy life-loving girl could have such a traumatic past. He
could see the pain radiating from her eyes. Not knowing what else to do, he walked over to her
and enveloped her in a hug. She fell into his embrace. He broke away a minute later and walked
out the barn door.
Usagi was glad she was finally able to talk to someone about her past. If someone had
said she'd find the right person to tell, she wouldn't have believed it. If someone had told her
that someone would be Heero, she would never have believed it. And if someone had said Heero
would provide all the comfort needed, she would infinitely have been in doubt. And if someone
had said all the comfort would be provided without out a single word being said, she never
would have dreamed it.*
~!!Important note!!~: Once the review counter reaches 41, chapter 4 will be posted.=) The
more reviews, the quicker I'll write chapter 5. Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. Since
you had to wait, I made it a lot longer. =) Also, if anyone want to be notified when new chapters
come out, tell me in your review and leave your email. In the next chapter the practical joke
is played! Thanks everyone for your reading and especially your encouraging reviews!!!!
*Usagi was busy doing her morning chores in the barn when she heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Makoto!" Makoto heard shuffling around inside before the door was opened.
"What's with the sign on the door saying 'Knock or enter at your own risk'?"
"I'll explain it when I spend the night. So are you here to help or what?"
"Remember yesterday I said I'd send one of my brothers over to help? Well, I sent both.
They should be here soon. I'm on my way to the market and I thought I'd let you know."
"Thanks for the news. I'd love to talk more but I need to get this done. I'll see you
around 6:45?"
"Sounds great! See-ya then Usagi!" Makoto went on her way.
"Bye!" 'This will be perfect! Hee hee hee.' If anyone had been there to see the pure evil and
conniving look on her face, they would have become as pale as a sheet.
Usagi continued on with her chores after fixing something, anxiously awaiting the arrival of
Heero and Duo.
About ten minutes later, Usagi heard a knock and was ready for action. "Who is it?"
"It's Duo! Hurry let me in!!! Heero's chasing me because I put prunes in his breakfast!!"
"Just a sec," Usagi said.
Duo heard shuffling before she said, "Come on in!"
Duo looked behind him and saw Heero catching up to him, so he opened the door and
stepped in. Big mistake. Opening the door triggered buckets above the door to empty their
contents on his head. Duo looked at Usagi who had busted up laughing, then at Heero who let a
couple of laughs escape his lips. That was when Duo finally realized what he was covered in.
Horse poop.
"Ewwwwwww!! Gross!!"
"Serves you right! I said you'd pay! And you did!!"
Duo ran out chanting to himself, "Gotta get to the closest lake! Gotta get to the closest lake!
Gotta get to the closest lake!"
Heero cautiously walked into the barn.
"Don't worry. Nothing else is booby trapped."
"Hn."
"Looks like I lost one of my workers. Oh well. It was definitely worth it!"
"Why did you only get him back? I helped throw you in."
Usagi turned around facing away from Heero trying to figure out for herself why she didn't
wait until Heero was there so they both would have been covered.
"I know it wasn't you who came up with the idea to throw me in. It was Duo. He's the one to
blame. Since it was his fault and it wouldn't have happened if it were only you there, I'm letting
you off the hook. Besides, can't lose both of my workers now can I."
"Hn."
"Would you stop grunting at me! It's getting really irritating. Pretty much everything I say
to you, you say 'Hn'. What is that supposed to mean anyway?!"
"Hn."
"See!! If you grunt one more time I'll pull a prank on you and see how you like it, Duo
obviously did not!"
"Fine. Fine."
"Promise me you'll work on it?"
"Promise."
"Thank you." An awkward silence befell them. Neither knowing what to say to the other.
Usagi had no idea why she had gotten so mad at Heero for grunting at her. He always
grunted. Even when people asked him to stop he wouldn't because he didn't want to. And now
here he was, promising to her not to do what he has been doing since she met him. He never
promised. He never pulled a prank either until yesterday. What now? Decide to court a girl?
Heero had not a clue as to why he promised that to her. He liked grunting. It was humorous
to watch peoples reactions when he did it. This had to have been the most humorous. But it
wasn't. It was something else. Something indescribable. It had made him make that promise to her.
A promise. Something he never made. But here for this girl, he did just that.
Usagi had to break this cloud of silence that was holding them there motionless. "Um.
Would you mind giving the horses their hay from the mound over there. I'll start shoveling out
the stalls. When I'm done with that, you can make each a bed out of what's left over."
"Okay."
Heero and Usagi got to work. When Usagi finished shoveling, Heero laid down the layers
of hay. All finished.
"That mainly what had to be done. Everything else is done. The only thing left would be to
finish brushing the horses. There's only three that still need it. I'll brush my horse Fairylight and
you can brush the one across from my horse. The last one we'll work on together."
"Okay. Where's the tools?"
"I'll get them for you after I show you the horse you'll be grooming."
She showed him, got the tools and gave it to them. They each began their tasks.
Heero had felt an air of sadness when he had first seen Usagi this morning, but he thought it
was nothing because it had vanished after he discovered it. But now he was starting to feel it
again. Only this time heavier. He quietly walked over to Usagi's stall and found her, with comb
in hand, sitting on the floor leaning her shoulder and head on her horse who was laying down
beside her trying to provide comfort.
"Usagi."
Usagi was shaken from her thoughts when she heard the voice of Heero call her name. She
looked up at him with teary eyes.
"Usagi." He repeated. "You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Must have gotten a little dust in my eyes." She stood up too quickly and
ended up stumbling. Heero caught her before she had a chance to completely fall. "Thanks." He
sat them both down on the ground across from each other.
Placing his hands on her shoulders he stated, "Usagi. I know you're not okay. Something's
wrong. I can tell. I can also tell you need to talk about it."
They sat like that for a minute or two in silence. Heero still holding onto her shoulders and
Usagi's head still down.
"You're right Heero. I do need to talk about it. It's about my past. It almost always is. My
parents worked for the King as long as I could remember, even before I was born. They were his
personal servants and had become best friends. When I was born, I was pretty much treated like
royalty because of the closeness of my parents and the King and Queen. Princess Shianne and I
were the best of friends. She was four years older that me, but that never seemed to matter. Nothing
mattered. But then everything started mattering when I turned eleven. Who would have thought
that turning eleven would cause me so much pain.
"A month after my eleventh birthday, Shianne's betrothal to Prince Evin was announced.
She was to leave in one week for the wedding. One week. After that week she would leave on a
voyage that she would never return from. And I'd never see her again because her new home was
across the Great Seas and my parents didn't have the money or the resources to send me on a trip
like that. Shianne and I both knew that. So we swore with tears in our eyes we would spend every
last second of that week together. And we did. We had so much fun. More fun than we had ever
had before. That was the best week of our friendship. A week that is implanted in my memory.
Then all to soon, the week ended and all her baggage was being loaded onto the ship. Everyone
was at the dock waiting for the Princess to arrive so they could all bid her farewell. It was a
joyous occasion and the cause for an eventful night to be filled with singing and dancing and
drinking. We knew people were waiting for the Princess but we had to say our goodbyes. An
everlasting goodbye. So we sat and cried and cried. Making promises and swears. We would
always be friends we swore. We'd never forget each other we promised. And we didn't. We
walked to the boat with tear streaked faces and said our last goodbyes. I walked away from the
crowd and she stepped onto the dock. Neither one of us ever looking back.
"I still hadn't gotten through the heartache of missing my best friend when a sickness
spread across the land. It was a horrible sickness that killed many. Two of those many were my
parents. I was still eleven and getting over Shianne when the King and Queen personally told me
about their deaths. That was the last straw. I couldn't take it any more. I broke down on the floor
crying my heart out. I don't know how long I stayed alone in my dark room laying on my bed
unable to sleep, eat, drink, do anything. The King had someone camped outside my door ready to
report to him how I was doing. It got so bad the Queen came to comfort me. I became somewhat
emotionally stable through her. She helped me so much.
"I was then able to speak to the King rationally. He said he'd move me into the servants
quarters and allow me to live there as long as I wanted. He'd let me continue to eat at the palace.
He took care of me. I didn't have to do anything for him in return. But how can you not do anything
in return when someone just saved your life and GAVE you a life again! I finally got him to let me
take care of the horses. On the first morning I went to clean the stables and groom the horses, he
gave me the most wonderful present. The King and I walked into the stables and there standing in
the middle of the isle was the most gorgeous horse. I was drawn to her. I walked up to her in a
trance. I caressed her and she nuzzled into my hands. An instant friendship. I named her Fairylight.
I was very grateful to the King and Queen for the present. It really helped me in my emotional and
mental recovery. Then you and your family moved here and I got a best friend again, Makoto.
Slowly but surely life became stable and normal."
Heero was amazed such a happy life-loving girl could have such a traumatic past. He
could see the pain radiating from her eyes. Not knowing what else to do, he walked over to her
and enveloped her in a hug. She fell into his embrace. He broke away a minute later and walked
out the barn door.
Usagi was glad she was finally able to talk to someone about her past. If someone had
said she'd find the right person to tell, she wouldn't have believed it. If someone had told her
that someone would be Heero, she would never have believed it. And if someone had said Heero
would provide all the comfort needed, she would infinitely have been in doubt. And if someone
had said all the comfort would be provided without out a single word being said, she never
would have dreamed it.*