Opposites Attract
DISCLAIMERS: No I don't own Gundam, but I own a Gundam scroll, poster, comics, tapes, stickers, tattoos, and a Trowa poster! I own Trowa! (I wish!) Sadly, I could not think of any fanfics with Trowa, so I used Quatre for my idea. *sigh* Trowa...
Chapter 2: Waking Up To Changes
Quatre woke up to see a young woman about his age looking down on him. His head was numb, but he could still feel stinging pain.
"Are you alright?" the girl asked with concern in her voice.
"Yes, thank you for asking," he thanked her. He sat up and looked around. "Where am I?"
"You are in the home of my close friend Tahari," she answered. As if on cue, another girl popped her head into the room.
"Did he wake up yet?" she asked. She saw him up and smiled. "Good. You want anything to eat?"
"No thank you," Quatre answered. The girl Tahari looked to the other girl.
"It's alright. Go on ahead and eat." Tahari shrugged and left. Quatre turned to the other girl.
"May I ask for your name?" he asked. She blinked as if surprised and gave him a small smile.
"Sure thing. My name is Kiana. What's yours?" she said.
"My name is Quatre. What happened? I remember walking in the dark, then these guys jumped me." Quatre shook his head. The pain came back in an instant and he winced. Kiana handed him the ice pack.
"Take this and put it to your head and I'll explain." Quatre nodded and put the ice pack to the bump on his head. "Well, the one who jumped you are the Tani gang. They like to make trouble for people. I am of the Kyn gang. We are a different breed of gangs and do not tolerate the trouble the Tani gang causes, or any gang. We also do not allow the other gangs to step upon our territory unless they swear not to cause trouble. Anyways, you were on our territory when the Tani gang appeared. They jumped you and beat you up. We arrived just then and stopped them. I took you here to help revieve you."
"I thank you for your help." Quatre said. Kiana nodded.
"What were you doing there anyways? You don't look like a person from around here," Kiana asked.
"Ah, well... I'm not from around here. I'm from that large mansion on the secluded hill," Quatre said sheepishly. Kiana nodded.
"That explains the clothes. What were you doing so far from your estate?" Kiana asked.
"I'm tired of that life. My father wants me to marry a woman who is also rich. I tried to get to know her, but she's cold hearted. She is mean to the servants and nothing is good enough for her. I like the freedom of others. I don't think I want to go back." Quatre looked out of the window of the apartment room.
"But you have to go back. You aren't used to the rough life style we all have here. You will easily get hurt and even killed," Kiana said. "Go back to your family. You are fotunate to have one, take advantage if that." Her eyes held sadness in them. Before Quatre could say anything, Kiana got up and walked out of the room.
"Watch over him. I'll be out for a little while," Quatre heard Kiana say.
"Alright," he heard Tahari's voice answer. He heard a door open and slam shut. There was a sigh in the next room. Quatre got up and walked slowly to the other. He found Tahari sitting on the couch. "That girl works way too much," he heard her mutter.
"Where did she go?" Quatre asked. Tahari jumped in surprise.
"Oh, I didn't see you coming in. She went to work. She has a job, well a few, and makes money. She insists that the money she earns goes to the well being of the gang and other people that needs it. She makes about thirty dollars a week in total of all her jobs, but she saves five dollars for later use and gives the rest of the money to people who needs it. She also buys food for all of the gang." Tahari looked at the door as Quatre sat next top her.
"She really does all of that?" Quatre asked in amazement.
"Yes, she does. She has a very kind heart and is well respected in this area. All are welcomed to to her gang as long as they are peaceful enough," Tahari said.
"She's the leader?"
"Yup. The one and only. She created the gang, but insists that someone else be the leader. Unfortunately, we all elected her so she's stuck in that position for the time being," Tahari said with a smile.
"Where does she live?"
"She lives with me and my mom. Everyone who doesn't have a home to live in, lives with another member of the gang. There are no compaints and everyone's happy."
"She doesn't have a family, does she."
"No. Her parents died when she was three years old. She's been living on the streets on her own until she was eight. That's when my mom found her and took her in. We're practically sisters."
"She's had a tough life."
"Yeah, worst then any of us. Living on the streets as a lil kid all alone is scary and very sad. There aren't any of that here in this area. Kiana doesn't allow it. No one's complained so far. She takes care of this place and everyone in it. We're all family she says."
"That's amazing. Living on the streets all on her own. And surviving it too."
"Yeah," Tahari said and got up. "You hungry?"
"No it's alright. I'm not hungry," Quate said.
"Then you should get some rest. Kiana would never forgive me if I let you die." Quatre nodded and went back to sleep in the next room. Kiana came home two hours later and sat down on the couch exhausted.
"You shouldn't work so hard like this Kiana," Tahari said in concern. Kiana gave her friend a reassurring smile.
"No, I want to do this. It'll help everyone," Kiana said. Tahari shook her head, knowing that Kiana wouldn't budge.
"You hungry?" Kiana shook her head. Tahari frowned, knowing that her friend should eat more, but said nothing. "Then go to sleep-" she stopped what she was going to say when she saw that Kiana had already fallen asleep. Tahari smiled and went to her room to sleep.
Yeah, I know. This chapter sucks too. But I'm gettting ideas, so it's gonna get better.
DISCLAIMERS: No I don't own Gundam, but I own a Gundam scroll, poster, comics, tapes, stickers, tattoos, and a Trowa poster! I own Trowa! (I wish!) Sadly, I could not think of any fanfics with Trowa, so I used Quatre for my idea. *sigh* Trowa...
Chapter 2: Waking Up To Changes
Quatre woke up to see a young woman about his age looking down on him. His head was numb, but he could still feel stinging pain.
"Are you alright?" the girl asked with concern in her voice.
"Yes, thank you for asking," he thanked her. He sat up and looked around. "Where am I?"
"You are in the home of my close friend Tahari," she answered. As if on cue, another girl popped her head into the room.
"Did he wake up yet?" she asked. She saw him up and smiled. "Good. You want anything to eat?"
"No thank you," Quatre answered. The girl Tahari looked to the other girl.
"It's alright. Go on ahead and eat." Tahari shrugged and left. Quatre turned to the other girl.
"May I ask for your name?" he asked. She blinked as if surprised and gave him a small smile.
"Sure thing. My name is Kiana. What's yours?" she said.
"My name is Quatre. What happened? I remember walking in the dark, then these guys jumped me." Quatre shook his head. The pain came back in an instant and he winced. Kiana handed him the ice pack.
"Take this and put it to your head and I'll explain." Quatre nodded and put the ice pack to the bump on his head. "Well, the one who jumped you are the Tani gang. They like to make trouble for people. I am of the Kyn gang. We are a different breed of gangs and do not tolerate the trouble the Tani gang causes, or any gang. We also do not allow the other gangs to step upon our territory unless they swear not to cause trouble. Anyways, you were on our territory when the Tani gang appeared. They jumped you and beat you up. We arrived just then and stopped them. I took you here to help revieve you."
"I thank you for your help." Quatre said. Kiana nodded.
"What were you doing there anyways? You don't look like a person from around here," Kiana asked.
"Ah, well... I'm not from around here. I'm from that large mansion on the secluded hill," Quatre said sheepishly. Kiana nodded.
"That explains the clothes. What were you doing so far from your estate?" Kiana asked.
"I'm tired of that life. My father wants me to marry a woman who is also rich. I tried to get to know her, but she's cold hearted. She is mean to the servants and nothing is good enough for her. I like the freedom of others. I don't think I want to go back." Quatre looked out of the window of the apartment room.
"But you have to go back. You aren't used to the rough life style we all have here. You will easily get hurt and even killed," Kiana said. "Go back to your family. You are fotunate to have one, take advantage if that." Her eyes held sadness in them. Before Quatre could say anything, Kiana got up and walked out of the room.
"Watch over him. I'll be out for a little while," Quatre heard Kiana say.
"Alright," he heard Tahari's voice answer. He heard a door open and slam shut. There was a sigh in the next room. Quatre got up and walked slowly to the other. He found Tahari sitting on the couch. "That girl works way too much," he heard her mutter.
"Where did she go?" Quatre asked. Tahari jumped in surprise.
"Oh, I didn't see you coming in. She went to work. She has a job, well a few, and makes money. She insists that the money she earns goes to the well being of the gang and other people that needs it. She makes about thirty dollars a week in total of all her jobs, but she saves five dollars for later use and gives the rest of the money to people who needs it. She also buys food for all of the gang." Tahari looked at the door as Quatre sat next top her.
"She really does all of that?" Quatre asked in amazement.
"Yes, she does. She has a very kind heart and is well respected in this area. All are welcomed to to her gang as long as they are peaceful enough," Tahari said.
"She's the leader?"
"Yup. The one and only. She created the gang, but insists that someone else be the leader. Unfortunately, we all elected her so she's stuck in that position for the time being," Tahari said with a smile.
"Where does she live?"
"She lives with me and my mom. Everyone who doesn't have a home to live in, lives with another member of the gang. There are no compaints and everyone's happy."
"She doesn't have a family, does she."
"No. Her parents died when she was three years old. She's been living on the streets on her own until she was eight. That's when my mom found her and took her in. We're practically sisters."
"She's had a tough life."
"Yeah, worst then any of us. Living on the streets as a lil kid all alone is scary and very sad. There aren't any of that here in this area. Kiana doesn't allow it. No one's complained so far. She takes care of this place and everyone in it. We're all family she says."
"That's amazing. Living on the streets all on her own. And surviving it too."
"Yeah," Tahari said and got up. "You hungry?"
"No it's alright. I'm not hungry," Quate said.
"Then you should get some rest. Kiana would never forgive me if I let you die." Quatre nodded and went back to sleep in the next room. Kiana came home two hours later and sat down on the couch exhausted.
"You shouldn't work so hard like this Kiana," Tahari said in concern. Kiana gave her friend a reassurring smile.
"No, I want to do this. It'll help everyone," Kiana said. Tahari shook her head, knowing that Kiana wouldn't budge.
"You hungry?" Kiana shook her head. Tahari frowned, knowing that her friend should eat more, but said nothing. "Then go to sleep-" she stopped what she was going to say when she saw that Kiana had already fallen asleep. Tahari smiled and went to her room to sleep.
Yeah, I know. This chapter sucks too. But I'm gettting ideas, so it's gonna get better.