Hi! I know, long time no post. But I'm sorry, truly I am. So without
further adieu a give you….
Men with Guns.
1 Chapter 3: A Talk with Heero.
Almost three months had gone by since Duo's training had begun; and it showed. Although Usagi still had trouble getting the braided-baka out of bed in the morning his fighting skills had gone way up. They were now on stage two; strength, speed and agility.
Heero sat with Quatra, Trowa and Wufei on the balcony over looking the huge lawn out the back of the mansion. Below them Usagi and Duo were training, an extensive obstacle course set up by the silver haired girl their current task. Although he looked like he was working, the young mans thoughts were in turmoil. And they were all centred on Usagi. There was something about her endless energy, ever ready smile and enchanting laugh that had his heart skipping beats when he saw her. He frowned at that. His training had been too intense for him to show it. So when Usagi said hello when they past each other in the hallways or whenever they got together with the other pilots he just gave his usual 'Hn', instead of smiling back which, oddly, he found himself wanting to do a lot lately.
Heero was so confused. Ordinarily he would feel indifferent to anyone that approached him. The girl was kind of like Duo, who totally ignored his cold-shouldering and had taken it as his personal life mission to make the perfect soldier use his emotions. Although Usagi was discreet. Duo just blundered in. That was another thing about Usagi Heero admired. If she wanted something she wouldn't stop until she got it, no matter what it took. It was almost like this girl was everything he couldn't be. She could smile, laugh, cry. While he was stuck behind the emotionless barrier he was forced to keep up, Usagi was a bubbling bundle of light, laughter and joy. She could make anyone smile and for that he envied her.
The perfect soldier let out a growl as he realized he stopped typing and had been staring at the screen of his laptop. He shut the lid and stood up, leaving the others to stare after him as he walked off. He bound down the stairs and at the bottom nearly ploughed into Usagi, who was taking a brake from training to get a drink.
"Hey, Heero." She smiled at him once she realized whom she'd run into.
"Hn."
Usagi laughed. "We really need to work on your social graces. Want to join me in a drink?" She offered. Heero nodded and followed her into the kitchen where they got a cold glass of orange juice each. They took their drinks into the music room where a glossy black grand piano sat. They drank in silence, both completely at ease in the others company.
"You know you can stop now." Usagi said suddenly.
"Huh?" Heero was caught off guard by the silver haired girl's statement. Usagi opened one eye from where she lazed in an over stuffed couch to look at him.
"Your Perfect Soldier act," She clarified. "You can stop it." Heero just remained silent. Usagi sighed. "You're going to make us do this the hard way aren't you?" Again no answer.
"I don't know what you're trying to prove, or who you need to prove it to; but you are human, Heero Yuy, and you have the right to act like one. Emotions and all." Usagi stood up. Heero was shocked at the girls words. He hadn't expected something like this to come from her.
"Wait." Heero commanded, coming out of his stupor just as Usagi reached the doorway. The girl stopped immediately but didn't turn. "I was trained to be the perfect soldier. Ever since I was a child I exist for no other reason."
"Why?" Again she caught him off guard. "Why were you trained?"
"To be a Gundam Pilot. To pilot Wing." Now he was confused. She had been told all this when she had first arrived. So what was she getting at?
"And what was the purpose of piloting Wing? What was your mission?"
"To bring peace to the colonies, and end the war with OZ." He answered.
Usagi finally turned. "And didn't you succeed? Didn't you end the war and bring peace to the people?"
Heero's eyes widened. "I…"
"You were needed to be the perfect soldier during a time of injustice and cruelty, where anyone else could not have succeeded. What you did was out of necessity, not because you wanted to. During war everybody does things they would normally faint at even the thought of doing. It's pure survival instinct and nobody blames you."
"But…" Heero stared at his hands resting in his lap. He clenched them into fists of anger. "But I killed hundreds, maybe even thousands of people! Their blood stains my hands!! How can anyone forgive me that?!"
"Heero." Usagi walked over and kneeled before his, covering his fists with her small hands. He was surprised by the gentle touch of the girl in front of him. He looked up into her beautiful blue eyes in confusion. What he saw shining from their depths was kindness, sympathy, and something he'd never seen when someone was looking at him. "You killed all those people so you could save billions of others. You're not a murderer; you're a saviour! It's because of you that there are no more life costing battles. The people sleep safely at night because of you. Because you risked everything to give them something to believe in. And for that the people thank you." Usagi placed her hand on the side of his face, giving him comfort through her touch. Heero stared into her eyes, in wonder of the wisdom of her words.
Suddenly Usagi giggled and smiled. At Heero's questioning look she stood. "I totally forgot about training with Dou." She giggled again. Heero wasn't sure if his disappointment showed on his face, but without warning Usagi leaned down and kissed him on the corner of the mouth.
"Think about what I said, Heero. You have your entire life ahead of you, don't ruin it by condemning yourself for your past." It was then that Heero realised he was in love. He watched as the golden angel walked out of the room in shock. Deep down he knew it, but his subconscious refused to acknowledge it. After all, what did he know about love?
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Well? What did you think? Is it starting to get interesting enough for you? I hope so, cause the more interest the more reviews ^_^. I know, I know. Selfish aren't I? But any way, this is just a reminder that I might not be able to post the next couple of chapters for a while. I have them all typed up at home but our Internet connection isn't going so good, so you'll have to be patient with me. I had to type this chapter up at school during lunch breaks, so you'd better enjoy it! ::glares menacingly::
Oh yeah.
Disclaimer: I don't own SM or GW or DBZ. So back off!!
Men with Guns.
1 Chapter 3: A Talk with Heero.
Almost three months had gone by since Duo's training had begun; and it showed. Although Usagi still had trouble getting the braided-baka out of bed in the morning his fighting skills had gone way up. They were now on stage two; strength, speed and agility.
Heero sat with Quatra, Trowa and Wufei on the balcony over looking the huge lawn out the back of the mansion. Below them Usagi and Duo were training, an extensive obstacle course set up by the silver haired girl their current task. Although he looked like he was working, the young mans thoughts were in turmoil. And they were all centred on Usagi. There was something about her endless energy, ever ready smile and enchanting laugh that had his heart skipping beats when he saw her. He frowned at that. His training had been too intense for him to show it. So when Usagi said hello when they past each other in the hallways or whenever they got together with the other pilots he just gave his usual 'Hn', instead of smiling back which, oddly, he found himself wanting to do a lot lately.
Heero was so confused. Ordinarily he would feel indifferent to anyone that approached him. The girl was kind of like Duo, who totally ignored his cold-shouldering and had taken it as his personal life mission to make the perfect soldier use his emotions. Although Usagi was discreet. Duo just blundered in. That was another thing about Usagi Heero admired. If she wanted something she wouldn't stop until she got it, no matter what it took. It was almost like this girl was everything he couldn't be. She could smile, laugh, cry. While he was stuck behind the emotionless barrier he was forced to keep up, Usagi was a bubbling bundle of light, laughter and joy. She could make anyone smile and for that he envied her.
The perfect soldier let out a growl as he realized he stopped typing and had been staring at the screen of his laptop. He shut the lid and stood up, leaving the others to stare after him as he walked off. He bound down the stairs and at the bottom nearly ploughed into Usagi, who was taking a brake from training to get a drink.
"Hey, Heero." She smiled at him once she realized whom she'd run into.
"Hn."
Usagi laughed. "We really need to work on your social graces. Want to join me in a drink?" She offered. Heero nodded and followed her into the kitchen where they got a cold glass of orange juice each. They took their drinks into the music room where a glossy black grand piano sat. They drank in silence, both completely at ease in the others company.
"You know you can stop now." Usagi said suddenly.
"Huh?" Heero was caught off guard by the silver haired girl's statement. Usagi opened one eye from where she lazed in an over stuffed couch to look at him.
"Your Perfect Soldier act," She clarified. "You can stop it." Heero just remained silent. Usagi sighed. "You're going to make us do this the hard way aren't you?" Again no answer.
"I don't know what you're trying to prove, or who you need to prove it to; but you are human, Heero Yuy, and you have the right to act like one. Emotions and all." Usagi stood up. Heero was shocked at the girls words. He hadn't expected something like this to come from her.
"Wait." Heero commanded, coming out of his stupor just as Usagi reached the doorway. The girl stopped immediately but didn't turn. "I was trained to be the perfect soldier. Ever since I was a child I exist for no other reason."
"Why?" Again she caught him off guard. "Why were you trained?"
"To be a Gundam Pilot. To pilot Wing." Now he was confused. She had been told all this when she had first arrived. So what was she getting at?
"And what was the purpose of piloting Wing? What was your mission?"
"To bring peace to the colonies, and end the war with OZ." He answered.
Usagi finally turned. "And didn't you succeed? Didn't you end the war and bring peace to the people?"
Heero's eyes widened. "I…"
"You were needed to be the perfect soldier during a time of injustice and cruelty, where anyone else could not have succeeded. What you did was out of necessity, not because you wanted to. During war everybody does things they would normally faint at even the thought of doing. It's pure survival instinct and nobody blames you."
"But…" Heero stared at his hands resting in his lap. He clenched them into fists of anger. "But I killed hundreds, maybe even thousands of people! Their blood stains my hands!! How can anyone forgive me that?!"
"Heero." Usagi walked over and kneeled before his, covering his fists with her small hands. He was surprised by the gentle touch of the girl in front of him. He looked up into her beautiful blue eyes in confusion. What he saw shining from their depths was kindness, sympathy, and something he'd never seen when someone was looking at him. "You killed all those people so you could save billions of others. You're not a murderer; you're a saviour! It's because of you that there are no more life costing battles. The people sleep safely at night because of you. Because you risked everything to give them something to believe in. And for that the people thank you." Usagi placed her hand on the side of his face, giving him comfort through her touch. Heero stared into her eyes, in wonder of the wisdom of her words.
Suddenly Usagi giggled and smiled. At Heero's questioning look she stood. "I totally forgot about training with Dou." She giggled again. Heero wasn't sure if his disappointment showed on his face, but without warning Usagi leaned down and kissed him on the corner of the mouth.
"Think about what I said, Heero. You have your entire life ahead of you, don't ruin it by condemning yourself for your past." It was then that Heero realised he was in love. He watched as the golden angel walked out of the room in shock. Deep down he knew it, but his subconscious refused to acknowledge it. After all, what did he know about love?
~*~*~*~
Well? What did you think? Is it starting to get interesting enough for you? I hope so, cause the more interest the more reviews ^_^. I know, I know. Selfish aren't I? But any way, this is just a reminder that I might not be able to post the next couple of chapters for a while. I have them all typed up at home but our Internet connection isn't going so good, so you'll have to be patient with me. I had to type this chapter up at school during lunch breaks, so you'd better enjoy it! ::glares menacingly::
Oh yeah.
Disclaimer: I don't own SM or GW or DBZ. So back off!!