Notes to my Reviewers (I'm really sorry it took me so long to post this
last chapter):
Eternal-Sleeper: I don't know why I put Duo and Heero through so much pain. I think it's because I like to make Duo sad.so that he can be even happier when the happy parts come? I just decided that Duo, because he used to be Shinigami, has to atone for his 'sins' in 1000 years training. A little unrealistic, but I'm insane, what do you expect?! Actually, I think that came from my own personal frustration with time, but everything will be okay between Heero and Duo, because I can't stand all this sadness much longer. I hope you like happy endings *wink*.
MooMooMilk: I like Duo and Heero as angels, too. It was a last minute idea, but look how far I've come with it *smiles* Thank you so much!!
Hakumei: I'm so glad you like it! I was beginning to think it lost meaning or something in the last chapter. I'm sorry that you don't like cliffhangers, but I do. Don't worry; it'll all turn out right. Just wait and see... and sorry if I made you late for English, but thanks so much for taking the time to review!
Wade: Thanks for the review. You have helped to convince me in writing another chapter. I don't want anyone to feel deprived of an ending to a story, because I know how that one feels *sigh*. Sorry about those cliffhangers, but I love to torture Duo and Heero and I've got a soft spot for happy endings, as you'll find out soon enough.
Rei-chan: Okay, here's the next chapter.and I think I like this one. It's kind of reminiscent of the first. I'm delighted that the last couple of chapters weren't as horrible as I thought. This one's the ending, and I hope you like it, and I expect there will be a sequel...maybe, if everyone really wants one.
Lillie chan: You have a point, there, and I do love this story, but I cannot end it with so much tension. Hopefully there will be justice, and a sequel, but before I make a decision, I must resolve the story with this chapter.
Terrasa: The part with Relena fainting was so much fun to write, and I'm very glad you like this story, and I really value your opinion. Thanks so much for the review!
Azngurl: Thank you! I'm really glad you like it.
Diane: I completely agree! This last part will definitely be reminiscent of the first chapter! It would have to be, if only a little, considering the first chapter was in heaven, and so is the last. I was thinking about that before, and now I'm sure I should do it. Thanks for the thought. It's a little predictable, I know. On another note, I'm not sure about a sequel. I think I have a plot in mind, but *shrugs* it's not exactly what I'm looking for; I'll think of something sufficient eventually, of course, but we'll have to see.
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A Final Decision:
Just one more minute might have been enough for me to collect myself, as dreams often bring answers, or at the very least comfort in the hardest of times. It was all because of the stupid rules. There always had to be rules about everything.
I knew that the reason for my thousand-year training was a precaution, me having been a former God of Death and all, but it didn't seem fair. And yet, no matter how big my mouth might have been at the time, I wasn't fool enough to bring up the issue. No one argued with God; it just...wasn't done. Heero said he would talk to Zechs, the next best thing to talking with the big guy, but I'd been down that road before with countless other people, and even once, a court of heaven, but there was nothing that could be done. I was pretty much stuck with a thousand years separation from Heero and my friends; years of optimism and rejection had taught me something after all.
As I woke up, I refused to open my eyes. They were heavy with thoughts on the new day, which would probably be my last on earth.
I was having the most wonderful dream, but it had to be broken by an intruding voice that shook me violently from my usual stubborn waking habits.
"Duo....Duo?" I opened my eyes to find the man who had just recently decided to ruin my life hovering over me in confusion, or was it just a smirk. I couldn't much tell, or care for that matter. There was only one thing on my mind.
"Zechs! Where's Heero?!" I jumped up off my seat. The last thing I remembered from the night before was falling to sleep, crying in Heero's arms. I didn't think Zechs would take me back so soon. I didn't even get to say goodbye! It wasn't fair! And yet, in retrospect, I might have been grateful. More goodbyes only meant more tears.
"Where's Heero!" I demanded again, feverish with concern over the only person who ever truly loved. The memories that flashed through my mind at the moment only proved to further heighten my search within Zech's expressionless eyes for my dark-haired angel.
"I wanted to congratulate you on your mission." He smiled, completely ignoring my question. "You and Heero did very well."
"What? That doesn't answer my question at all!" I snapped. And it was true, too!
"My, my, aren't we testy. Don't you want to know why you're here?"
"Because the mission is complete, I know," I bit my lip in concern, "Where's Heero?"
"You really love him, don't you?" I looked up at him sorrowfully. It was true, and I'd never get to see him again. It wasn't fair.
"Yeah" I replied meekly.
Zechs was definitely hiding something from me, I decided, as the room continued to be consumed with silence. I stood still, waiting for him to say something, anything.
"Lady Une wants you to come back to classes. You've missed a project in your 'contemporary sin' elective." Zechs turned away and I stopped in my tracks. This wasn't happening to me. No one would be so heartless to bring up such a soft topic if he couldn't do anything about it? There had been hope, just the faintest glimmer of hope, and now, there was nothing.
"Zechs...?"
"I can't help you, Duo. I have no control over this. Your mission has been accomplished. This repercussion was unexpected, but we can't go around changing rules just to help you two. I'm sorry." He looked straight at me, and it hurt, but not so much. It was only because it had finally been confirmed. I already knew.
I bent my head and forced myself from tears, "Then I guess I'll be on my way." I turned sharply and waited for my braid to stop swinging behind me before continuing on and out the door.
It was only three days, right? There was no way that three days could have changed me forever, was there?
I looked back at the door I had just closed, where I imagined a sighing Zechs collapsing in a lounge chair, hand on his head. No one really wanted to see me unhappy, I knew. I had to keep living life, and keep being happy, no matter how much it hurt inside. So when I turned my back on the door to Zech's office, I was turning my back on being a fool, I was a fool for being in love, and I thought I wouldn't feel a thing by simply turning away.
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"Just dandy.." I hissed as I heard doors all over the building closing in sequence, and raced through the hallway, trying, not very successfully, to make it to class on time. Nothing much had changed since my journey to earth, well, that is, except me.
I had my wings and halo back, but they didn't mean anything. I had flung my books so carelessly under my arm when I took them out of my locker that they almost were falling out. I kept pushing them back into place, but it just wasn't working. The hallways were completely empty, as usual just before classes. We all knew well enough that if you weren't on time, you weren't allowed in. They really need to amend that rule; I can barely catch up with my life, much less be on time for class.
I heard the squeaking of feet, my feet on the tile floor, as I skidded over a slippery part on the marble floor. I thought I felt something drop from my wide array of books that I carried underneath my arm, but it was too late to go looking, now. I was almost there.
I saw the glint of a door coming up on my left. This was it! I was going to be on time! I was going to run in the door, and dive into my seat faster than you could say...
/*slam*/
The door practically hit me in the face as it closed. I saw my classmates, as well as the teacher, sweat-drop as I banged on the door, yelling helplessly for them to let me in. I saw one of my friends put a contrite hand on her forehead, shaking her head. Yeah, I was definitely hopeless.
After a couple minutes of banging and yelling, my teacher pulled down the shade to the window on the door to the classroom. Hey, he can't do that! Can he? I heard laughter at my expense seeping from inside the room as I slunk down onto the floor in a thoughtful position, leaning against the obstacle that had omitted me from class.
Why me?
(Because the universe is against you) the subconscious voice in my head chipped in.
Oh, really? I hadn't noticed.
There was no real use sitting around outside the door and trying to hear snippets of the lecture through the locked door. This was how they kept students in class, by threatening their privilege to be in class at all. So far it was working, for everyone except me. I got up cautiously and started to walk around, heading towards my next class, so I'd be sure to get there on time. The halls were so eerily empty, like a graveyard, a very, very, clean graveyard.
I looked down at the freshly polished marble floor, and could just barely see my reflection. I tried to be happy, I really did, but something just didn't feel right about smiling anymore.
I began walking again and rounded the corner timidly. If any of my other teachers caught me out here, I would never hear the end of it. It's not like I hadn't been locked out before, but it was humiliating either way. I spent the whole period wandering the halls, ducking into telephone booths when a teacher rounded a corner, and pulling out an occasional book or two, studying for my classes to come. It seemed like forever before a loud alarm came over the intercom that told everyone classes were over. I watched as the multitude of angels flooded from the hallway doors, rushing to lockers, and chatting to friends.
I was already at my next class, and was about to walk in the door when I remembered something. I left my homework in my locker. I slapped my palm to my forehead. I really was an idiot. I had just spent a full hour and a half doing absolutely nothing, and now, in five minutes, I had to rush to my locker and back.
I started off light-footed, but my casual jog turned into a desperate run as I did my best to maneuver around all the people I passed in the hallway. I could almost see them turning to look at me, eyes boring into my back, but I didn't care. I had a destination....a mission, you might say, and I wasn't about to fail.
It always seemed that I failed someone, no matter what I did, I thought, hurrying frantically though the halls. I failed everyone at the Maxwell church massacre, I failed my life (and almost ended in Hell because of it), and I had failed myself. The only thing I could remember accomplishing was getting Trowa and Quatre together. At least something good had come of my existence, but I didn't feel I had the right to exist. I had failed Heero. He probably didn't even care about me, anymore, and even if he did, he would have been better off not having known me. My thoughts became blurred as I looked at all the space in the hall I still had to cover, and my mind was filled with all my memories of Heero. It was my fault; that, and my stupid thousand-year 'punishment'. I pushed through the crowd angrily, in a desperate attempt to find my locker; my mission.
/Another mission. . . ./
I glanced at the numbers on the long rows of lockers that stretched as far as I could see down the hall, 7234, 7235, damn, not even close!
/Another failure. . . ./
I slammed my back against the wall, and stared up at the ceiling, my heart reflected in my eyes, full of emptiness and sorrow. I listened as the alarm shook the building over the intercom, and everyone filed into their respective classes before the doors were slammed shut. One by one, and with each one, I felt my heart breaking, piece by piece. It wasn't about getting to class anymore.
Just then, I heard the intercom come on, along with the rest of the school, and looked up to see the speaker, as I heard the familiar tone of the principal, lady Une come onto the line.
"Would Duo Maxwell and Heero Yuy please come to the front office? Thank you." The speaker turned off instantaneously.
Heero was HERE! Heero was HERE in this SCHOOL! Not to mention in this section of heaven! It was almost too much to take in.
My heart leapt with excitement as I began to run for the office. I was going to see Heero again! There was no feeling that could have surpassed this one that I felt as I made my way down the corridor. I didn't even think twice at why they might have called both of us to the office, because I was too happy to think straight.
I bounded into the front office and stopped in my tracks, dropping my books immediately at the sight of my love standing there, even more beautiful than he ever had looked in my eyes before.
"Duo?" Heero was the first to speak, because I had been left absolutely speechless, mouth agape, eyes wide, but was quickly snapped into my senses by the one word.
"Hee-chan!" I pounced on him and started to cry on his shoulder, and he put his arms around me, smiling.
"I missed you, too." He said as I smiled back.
Of course, we were so busy looking at each other that we failed to see that every single teacher in the office had stopped what they were doing to look at us, but when I finally did notice, I really didn't care. Lady Une stepped up from her chair, and coughed suggestively. I quickly broke from Heero's embrace, and gave her my full attention, okay, so maybe not my full attention. I still clasped Heero's hand tightly, giving it a tight squeeze, and he did the same in return.
"First and foremost," principal Une started, "I would like to applaud both of you on the completion of your mission, and Zechs has decided that you should be rewarded for your excellent work."
I stopped to think for a second, then. Zechs has a heart after all.
"Your teachers and I have talked, and there is no reason to continue your education."
"You're expelling us????" I blurted out without thinking.
"No, graduating you, actually," Principal Une smiled as Heero and I stared at her with disbelief.
"Don't you see?" she continued, "Do you really think that we would have given such important jobs to angels-in-training who we didn't think were capable? Duo, there was never anything wrong with you being responsible, and Heero, your class conduct wasn't anything less than perfect. The guardian angel assignment was a sort of accelerated program. You passed. Congratulations." Principal Une went to her desk, and grabbed two sheets of paper, handing one to each of us.
"A Diploma?" Heero said, still astounded at the information. All I could do was smile. I did it, we did it. The training was over, and we were full angels!
"Yes, and oh," Principal Une whipped out a hand and raised it above our heads, "There's one more thing..." She waved her hand and I cringed. It looked like she was going to hit us or something, but after closing my eyes in a wince for a minute or two, I realized what she had done was already over.
I looked around, and raised an eyebrow at the principal who stood smirking at both of us. I glanced at Heero, and saw him looking behind him, as he spread his wings. So that's what she did! I felt a strange tingling sensation as I was able to actually move my wings, and looked backward. It was like having another arm or something! I had almost forgotten that the use of wings was always granted once one graduated and became a full angel, and it felt great!
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!" I ran over and practically tackled the principal to the ground. Her glasses fell off, and I could have sworn Heero was chuckling behind me.
I let go of lady Une and looked over at Heero, who was already looking at me. I was grinning, and if it was at all possible, grinned even wider as I saw how happy Heero was. It was the greatest feeling in the whole world, but I couldn't help wondering what we were supposed to do now that our mission was complete, and we had finished our training.
"What do we do now?" I bounced over to Heero, and ran up behind him; arms wrapped around his neck protectively as the principal picked up and wiped off her glasses from where they had fallen onto the floor. I felt Heero blush slightly, and I only hugged him tighter.
"Well," Lady Une said, putting on her glasses and glaring over in my direction, "You can do whatever you want. Preferably helping out humans, because that's what angels do." She shrugged. I became excited.
"Does that mean we can go down to earth and be guardian angels to Quatre and Trowa again?" A mischevious look crossed my face, and Heero's eyes widened with the realization. Lady Une looked at me, of course not knowing who Quatre and Trowa were, but replied nonetheless.
"I suppose so..." She said. She needn't have said any more.
"Whatdaya say, Hee-koi?" I looked at him. As if I needed to ask...
"There's nowhere I'd rather be." Heero answered, and he brought me into a chaste kiss. We were going back to earth, and I couldn't say it any better than Heero. There was nowhere I'd rather be.
~~~The End~~~
I really hope this story has gone well, it being the first one I wrote, initially, and I think it has improved some from the first chapter thanks to all of your suggestions and comments in your reviews.
Keep an eye out for a sequel, maybe *smiles* after about a long break and lots of caffeine. *disappointedly shakes empty coffee mug upside down*
I thank you all for reading and helping me improve on my writing skills through your comments, it means a lot!
-Foxfire
Eternal-Sleeper: I don't know why I put Duo and Heero through so much pain. I think it's because I like to make Duo sad.so that he can be even happier when the happy parts come? I just decided that Duo, because he used to be Shinigami, has to atone for his 'sins' in 1000 years training. A little unrealistic, but I'm insane, what do you expect?! Actually, I think that came from my own personal frustration with time, but everything will be okay between Heero and Duo, because I can't stand all this sadness much longer. I hope you like happy endings *wink*.
MooMooMilk: I like Duo and Heero as angels, too. It was a last minute idea, but look how far I've come with it *smiles* Thank you so much!!
Hakumei: I'm so glad you like it! I was beginning to think it lost meaning or something in the last chapter. I'm sorry that you don't like cliffhangers, but I do. Don't worry; it'll all turn out right. Just wait and see... and sorry if I made you late for English, but thanks so much for taking the time to review!
Wade: Thanks for the review. You have helped to convince me in writing another chapter. I don't want anyone to feel deprived of an ending to a story, because I know how that one feels *sigh*. Sorry about those cliffhangers, but I love to torture Duo and Heero and I've got a soft spot for happy endings, as you'll find out soon enough.
Rei-chan: Okay, here's the next chapter.and I think I like this one. It's kind of reminiscent of the first. I'm delighted that the last couple of chapters weren't as horrible as I thought. This one's the ending, and I hope you like it, and I expect there will be a sequel...maybe, if everyone really wants one.
Lillie chan: You have a point, there, and I do love this story, but I cannot end it with so much tension. Hopefully there will be justice, and a sequel, but before I make a decision, I must resolve the story with this chapter.
Terrasa: The part with Relena fainting was so much fun to write, and I'm very glad you like this story, and I really value your opinion. Thanks so much for the review!
Azngurl: Thank you! I'm really glad you like it.
Diane: I completely agree! This last part will definitely be reminiscent of the first chapter! It would have to be, if only a little, considering the first chapter was in heaven, and so is the last. I was thinking about that before, and now I'm sure I should do it. Thanks for the thought. It's a little predictable, I know. On another note, I'm not sure about a sequel. I think I have a plot in mind, but *shrugs* it's not exactly what I'm looking for; I'll think of something sufficient eventually, of course, but we'll have to see.
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A Final Decision:
Just one more minute might have been enough for me to collect myself, as dreams often bring answers, or at the very least comfort in the hardest of times. It was all because of the stupid rules. There always had to be rules about everything.
I knew that the reason for my thousand-year training was a precaution, me having been a former God of Death and all, but it didn't seem fair. And yet, no matter how big my mouth might have been at the time, I wasn't fool enough to bring up the issue. No one argued with God; it just...wasn't done. Heero said he would talk to Zechs, the next best thing to talking with the big guy, but I'd been down that road before with countless other people, and even once, a court of heaven, but there was nothing that could be done. I was pretty much stuck with a thousand years separation from Heero and my friends; years of optimism and rejection had taught me something after all.
As I woke up, I refused to open my eyes. They were heavy with thoughts on the new day, which would probably be my last on earth.
I was having the most wonderful dream, but it had to be broken by an intruding voice that shook me violently from my usual stubborn waking habits.
"Duo....Duo?" I opened my eyes to find the man who had just recently decided to ruin my life hovering over me in confusion, or was it just a smirk. I couldn't much tell, or care for that matter. There was only one thing on my mind.
"Zechs! Where's Heero?!" I jumped up off my seat. The last thing I remembered from the night before was falling to sleep, crying in Heero's arms. I didn't think Zechs would take me back so soon. I didn't even get to say goodbye! It wasn't fair! And yet, in retrospect, I might have been grateful. More goodbyes only meant more tears.
"Where's Heero!" I demanded again, feverish with concern over the only person who ever truly loved. The memories that flashed through my mind at the moment only proved to further heighten my search within Zech's expressionless eyes for my dark-haired angel.
"I wanted to congratulate you on your mission." He smiled, completely ignoring my question. "You and Heero did very well."
"What? That doesn't answer my question at all!" I snapped. And it was true, too!
"My, my, aren't we testy. Don't you want to know why you're here?"
"Because the mission is complete, I know," I bit my lip in concern, "Where's Heero?"
"You really love him, don't you?" I looked up at him sorrowfully. It was true, and I'd never get to see him again. It wasn't fair.
"Yeah" I replied meekly.
Zechs was definitely hiding something from me, I decided, as the room continued to be consumed with silence. I stood still, waiting for him to say something, anything.
"Lady Une wants you to come back to classes. You've missed a project in your 'contemporary sin' elective." Zechs turned away and I stopped in my tracks. This wasn't happening to me. No one would be so heartless to bring up such a soft topic if he couldn't do anything about it? There had been hope, just the faintest glimmer of hope, and now, there was nothing.
"Zechs...?"
"I can't help you, Duo. I have no control over this. Your mission has been accomplished. This repercussion was unexpected, but we can't go around changing rules just to help you two. I'm sorry." He looked straight at me, and it hurt, but not so much. It was only because it had finally been confirmed. I already knew.
I bent my head and forced myself from tears, "Then I guess I'll be on my way." I turned sharply and waited for my braid to stop swinging behind me before continuing on and out the door.
It was only three days, right? There was no way that three days could have changed me forever, was there?
I looked back at the door I had just closed, where I imagined a sighing Zechs collapsing in a lounge chair, hand on his head. No one really wanted to see me unhappy, I knew. I had to keep living life, and keep being happy, no matter how much it hurt inside. So when I turned my back on the door to Zech's office, I was turning my back on being a fool, I was a fool for being in love, and I thought I wouldn't feel a thing by simply turning away.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
"Just dandy.." I hissed as I heard doors all over the building closing in sequence, and raced through the hallway, trying, not very successfully, to make it to class on time. Nothing much had changed since my journey to earth, well, that is, except me.
I had my wings and halo back, but they didn't mean anything. I had flung my books so carelessly under my arm when I took them out of my locker that they almost were falling out. I kept pushing them back into place, but it just wasn't working. The hallways were completely empty, as usual just before classes. We all knew well enough that if you weren't on time, you weren't allowed in. They really need to amend that rule; I can barely catch up with my life, much less be on time for class.
I heard the squeaking of feet, my feet on the tile floor, as I skidded over a slippery part on the marble floor. I thought I felt something drop from my wide array of books that I carried underneath my arm, but it was too late to go looking, now. I was almost there.
I saw the glint of a door coming up on my left. This was it! I was going to be on time! I was going to run in the door, and dive into my seat faster than you could say...
/*slam*/
The door practically hit me in the face as it closed. I saw my classmates, as well as the teacher, sweat-drop as I banged on the door, yelling helplessly for them to let me in. I saw one of my friends put a contrite hand on her forehead, shaking her head. Yeah, I was definitely hopeless.
After a couple minutes of banging and yelling, my teacher pulled down the shade to the window on the door to the classroom. Hey, he can't do that! Can he? I heard laughter at my expense seeping from inside the room as I slunk down onto the floor in a thoughtful position, leaning against the obstacle that had omitted me from class.
Why me?
(Because the universe is against you) the subconscious voice in my head chipped in.
Oh, really? I hadn't noticed.
There was no real use sitting around outside the door and trying to hear snippets of the lecture through the locked door. This was how they kept students in class, by threatening their privilege to be in class at all. So far it was working, for everyone except me. I got up cautiously and started to walk around, heading towards my next class, so I'd be sure to get there on time. The halls were so eerily empty, like a graveyard, a very, very, clean graveyard.
I looked down at the freshly polished marble floor, and could just barely see my reflection. I tried to be happy, I really did, but something just didn't feel right about smiling anymore.
I began walking again and rounded the corner timidly. If any of my other teachers caught me out here, I would never hear the end of it. It's not like I hadn't been locked out before, but it was humiliating either way. I spent the whole period wandering the halls, ducking into telephone booths when a teacher rounded a corner, and pulling out an occasional book or two, studying for my classes to come. It seemed like forever before a loud alarm came over the intercom that told everyone classes were over. I watched as the multitude of angels flooded from the hallway doors, rushing to lockers, and chatting to friends.
I was already at my next class, and was about to walk in the door when I remembered something. I left my homework in my locker. I slapped my palm to my forehead. I really was an idiot. I had just spent a full hour and a half doing absolutely nothing, and now, in five minutes, I had to rush to my locker and back.
I started off light-footed, but my casual jog turned into a desperate run as I did my best to maneuver around all the people I passed in the hallway. I could almost see them turning to look at me, eyes boring into my back, but I didn't care. I had a destination....a mission, you might say, and I wasn't about to fail.
It always seemed that I failed someone, no matter what I did, I thought, hurrying frantically though the halls. I failed everyone at the Maxwell church massacre, I failed my life (and almost ended in Hell because of it), and I had failed myself. The only thing I could remember accomplishing was getting Trowa and Quatre together. At least something good had come of my existence, but I didn't feel I had the right to exist. I had failed Heero. He probably didn't even care about me, anymore, and even if he did, he would have been better off not having known me. My thoughts became blurred as I looked at all the space in the hall I still had to cover, and my mind was filled with all my memories of Heero. It was my fault; that, and my stupid thousand-year 'punishment'. I pushed through the crowd angrily, in a desperate attempt to find my locker; my mission.
/Another mission. . . ./
I glanced at the numbers on the long rows of lockers that stretched as far as I could see down the hall, 7234, 7235, damn, not even close!
/Another failure. . . ./
I slammed my back against the wall, and stared up at the ceiling, my heart reflected in my eyes, full of emptiness and sorrow. I listened as the alarm shook the building over the intercom, and everyone filed into their respective classes before the doors were slammed shut. One by one, and with each one, I felt my heart breaking, piece by piece. It wasn't about getting to class anymore.
Just then, I heard the intercom come on, along with the rest of the school, and looked up to see the speaker, as I heard the familiar tone of the principal, lady Une come onto the line.
"Would Duo Maxwell and Heero Yuy please come to the front office? Thank you." The speaker turned off instantaneously.
Heero was HERE! Heero was HERE in this SCHOOL! Not to mention in this section of heaven! It was almost too much to take in.
My heart leapt with excitement as I began to run for the office. I was going to see Heero again! There was no feeling that could have surpassed this one that I felt as I made my way down the corridor. I didn't even think twice at why they might have called both of us to the office, because I was too happy to think straight.
I bounded into the front office and stopped in my tracks, dropping my books immediately at the sight of my love standing there, even more beautiful than he ever had looked in my eyes before.
"Duo?" Heero was the first to speak, because I had been left absolutely speechless, mouth agape, eyes wide, but was quickly snapped into my senses by the one word.
"Hee-chan!" I pounced on him and started to cry on his shoulder, and he put his arms around me, smiling.
"I missed you, too." He said as I smiled back.
Of course, we were so busy looking at each other that we failed to see that every single teacher in the office had stopped what they were doing to look at us, but when I finally did notice, I really didn't care. Lady Une stepped up from her chair, and coughed suggestively. I quickly broke from Heero's embrace, and gave her my full attention, okay, so maybe not my full attention. I still clasped Heero's hand tightly, giving it a tight squeeze, and he did the same in return.
"First and foremost," principal Une started, "I would like to applaud both of you on the completion of your mission, and Zechs has decided that you should be rewarded for your excellent work."
I stopped to think for a second, then. Zechs has a heart after all.
"Your teachers and I have talked, and there is no reason to continue your education."
"You're expelling us????" I blurted out without thinking.
"No, graduating you, actually," Principal Une smiled as Heero and I stared at her with disbelief.
"Don't you see?" she continued, "Do you really think that we would have given such important jobs to angels-in-training who we didn't think were capable? Duo, there was never anything wrong with you being responsible, and Heero, your class conduct wasn't anything less than perfect. The guardian angel assignment was a sort of accelerated program. You passed. Congratulations." Principal Une went to her desk, and grabbed two sheets of paper, handing one to each of us.
"A Diploma?" Heero said, still astounded at the information. All I could do was smile. I did it, we did it. The training was over, and we were full angels!
"Yes, and oh," Principal Une whipped out a hand and raised it above our heads, "There's one more thing..." She waved her hand and I cringed. It looked like she was going to hit us or something, but after closing my eyes in a wince for a minute or two, I realized what she had done was already over.
I looked around, and raised an eyebrow at the principal who stood smirking at both of us. I glanced at Heero, and saw him looking behind him, as he spread his wings. So that's what she did! I felt a strange tingling sensation as I was able to actually move my wings, and looked backward. It was like having another arm or something! I had almost forgotten that the use of wings was always granted once one graduated and became a full angel, and it felt great!
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!" I ran over and practically tackled the principal to the ground. Her glasses fell off, and I could have sworn Heero was chuckling behind me.
I let go of lady Une and looked over at Heero, who was already looking at me. I was grinning, and if it was at all possible, grinned even wider as I saw how happy Heero was. It was the greatest feeling in the whole world, but I couldn't help wondering what we were supposed to do now that our mission was complete, and we had finished our training.
"What do we do now?" I bounced over to Heero, and ran up behind him; arms wrapped around his neck protectively as the principal picked up and wiped off her glasses from where they had fallen onto the floor. I felt Heero blush slightly, and I only hugged him tighter.
"Well," Lady Une said, putting on her glasses and glaring over in my direction, "You can do whatever you want. Preferably helping out humans, because that's what angels do." She shrugged. I became excited.
"Does that mean we can go down to earth and be guardian angels to Quatre and Trowa again?" A mischevious look crossed my face, and Heero's eyes widened with the realization. Lady Une looked at me, of course not knowing who Quatre and Trowa were, but replied nonetheless.
"I suppose so..." She said. She needn't have said any more.
"Whatdaya say, Hee-koi?" I looked at him. As if I needed to ask...
"There's nowhere I'd rather be." Heero answered, and he brought me into a chaste kiss. We were going back to earth, and I couldn't say it any better than Heero. There was nowhere I'd rather be.
~~~The End~~~
I really hope this story has gone well, it being the first one I wrote, initially, and I think it has improved some from the first chapter thanks to all of your suggestions and comments in your reviews.
Keep an eye out for a sequel, maybe *smiles* after about a long break and lots of caffeine. *disappointedly shakes empty coffee mug upside down*
I thank you all for reading and helping me improve on my writing skills through your comments, it means a lot!
-Foxfire