~ kitten ~
By Alexia Goddess
Chapter Eleven
"Do you mean to tell me you have brought me naught but *another*
failure?" The shadowed man snarled, advancing on his minion. Hiszeal
bowed his head in apparent submission, but inwardly he was seething. If
only this clod of a leader would stop underestimating the girl! She
wasn't the Shinimejenya for no reason! Corpises and Vamps never did
anything before, what made him think that they would now?
"May I select the next course of action, sire?" Hiszeal didn't
care if he got a beating for this 'insubordination;' they would be
found and killed if they didn't do some successful damage soon!
"If you think you are...competent enough?" The shadowed man
growled deep in his throat. "You haven't been so far." Hiszeal fought
the urge to clench his fists as he nodded his affirmative in his belief
that he could do it.
"Very well," The man whirled and sat down heavily in a plush
chair behind his huge, ornate desk. "Do not fail me again, on pain of
death, Hiszeal. Do *not* fail."
"I shall not, honorable master," Hiszeal bowed, and left,
seething with hidden rage. Storming down the dark, damp, stinking
corridors, he snarled. He would have that snippity dragon goddess! She
would be his! And not just his prisoner...
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"Let me get this straight," Dorothy held up her hand. Kitten
sat in a chair in another one of Relena's studies, twirling the hilt of
her Dragon Blade in one hand and stroking a purring Akari with the
other. She nodded her go ahead for Dorothy.
"Okay, you're real name is Kiticatya Shidazhi, a Countess of
this...alternate dimensional kingdom?" Kitten nodded, and Dorothy
continued. "And the Crown Prince, the heir to the throne, Prince Zion
is your cousin?" Again, Kitten nodded, a patient grin on her lips.
"And your older sister is a Princess, Princess Zephra, and one of
your best friends is Crown Prince Zion's best friend and advisor, the
Duke Kiros?" Trowa summed.
"Yup," Kitten nodded.
"Okay, if you're from...another dimension, then what are you
doing here?" Duo asked, leaning forward in his own chair across from
Kitten. Kitten sighed and looked out a window, and stopped her fiddling
with her sword.
"It's...complicated." She stated after a moment.
"We have time," Relena said gently, placing a hand on Kitten's
shoulder from her seat beside the girl. Kitten smiled gently. So much
for trying to avoid telling them about the Jhinzs.
"To make a long story short, I hold a gift, a secret. I am the
only one who has ever had it, and it is valuable beyond imagination."
Kitten began, leaning forward, elbows on knees, hands clasped befor her.
"There is an...organization in my world, the only one of its kind, but
it is *extremely* extensive and powerful. My cousin's father, the king,
has only recently uncovered the identity of the leader, a traitor, and
banished him. His name is Duke Jzaar."
"Sounds like a villain's name," Quatre said observingly. Kitten
grinned.
"It does, doesn't it?" She laughed. "Well, to continue, the
sole purpose of this organization is to revive Meganijenya, the Dragon
of Darkness."
"Is it just me, or is there a dragon theme going on here?" Duo
asked with a raised eyebrow. "Dragon sword, our dragon goddess, here,
a dragon for the bad guy, dragon wings... Is there anymore?"
Kitten laughed again. Everyone had noticed that she had laughed
more in the past hour that they had been in the study since early that
morning than the whole month they had known her.
"So let me guess, they need you for some part of the proccess
to revive this Meganijenya since you're the 'Dragon Goddess-'"
"Of Destruction, and darkness falls under Destruction," Kitten
added to Quatre's beginning summary, her voice bitter. "But yes, thats
it in a nutshell. But they need me alive and relatively unharmed. Not
only am I useless to them dead, but if I were to die, so would any
remaining residue of Meganijenya, completely erasing *any* chance of
reviving him."
"Why didn't you just kill yourself?" Heero asked, his voice
emotionless. Relena threw him a deathglare of her own, which he easily
ignored. Kitten hung her head, clutching her Dragon hilt so hard her
knuckles became a bloodless white.
"I tried..." She whispered. "But I couldn't...for more than one
reason. For one, I have so many lives that depend on me, and plus,
Shinimejenya wouldn't let me."
"Shinimejenya?" Trowa asked. "I thought *you* were Shinimejenya."
"I am," Kitten nodded, looking up with weary eyes. "But not.
I am Shinimejenya, yet at the same time she is seperate."
"Like symbiotes?" Quatre asked. Kitten made a face that said
'sort of.'
"That would be a good way to describe it...when I am me, truely,
one hundred percent me, and me alone, she lives dorment deep within
my heart, mind, and soul." Kitten's eyes became glazed, and she grinned.
"We can communicate at any time. When I put the memory-less spell on
myself, I asked her not to speak to me, so my memories wouldn't be
awakened. She kept my request, and so I didn't know she was there until
this morning when I remembered, and she revealed herself to me."
"Whoa, did you just say you deliberately erased your own
memories?" Dorothy exclaimed. Kitten blinked, then looked sheepish. She
had meant to leave that part out.
"Sort of..." Kitten started. "I didn't *erase* my memories...
I just sort of... cut them off from the rest of my conscious." She
sighed. Trowa and Relena seemed to be the only ones really getting it.
"Think of a city," Kitten began. "The capitol is the core of your mind
and being. The...the temples are your memories, and they're all grouped
together. When I did the memory-less spell, it was like building a
wall around the temples, seperating them from the rest of the city and
the capitol. Now do you get it? My memories were still there and
perfectly intact, its just that I couldn't get to them to remember."
"I see..." Dorothy nodded thoughtfully. "But why? Why go to all
this? To hide yourself from Them?"
Kitten smiled gently. "Partially. But once..." Kitten's eyes
darkened. "But once, right before I left, They...They attacked. They
got close, so close, too close. Someone I...someone I loved dearly,
more than life was hurt and hurt bad protecting me." Kitten looked up
and firmly stared directly into Heero's eyes, her gaze solid and
unwavering. Heero, though he didn't show it in the slightest, felt
something within him, something alien and not a part of him stir
slightly, then go back down to the depths of his suppressed emotions as
Kitten looked away again.
"After that I vowed that never again would anyone be hurt
protecting me." She looked down sorrowfully. "And so I left, and came
here." She sighed in annoying frustration. "Then I had to go meet you
guys, and now I have to leave again."
"WHAT?" Duo screeched.
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"Oh, that *does* it!" Zephra growled. "I have *so* had enough
of my pig-headed sister!"
"Zephra, no!" Zion yelled.
"Zephra!" Kiros growled in frustration as and the others sensed
Zephra's mind and aura begin to glow...
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"How can you be so selfish, onna?" Wufei stepped forward,
snarling. Kitten blinked, then her eyes hardened in anger.
"Selfish?" She breathed lowly. "You do not know the meaning of
selfish, human! You know *nothing!* How dare you accuse me of such a
thing?"
*"Because he's right!"* A voice that Kitten knew all to well
growled. Everyone gasped and stepped back, including Kitten, as Wufei
began to glow.
"What the-" Duo unconsciously went to stand in front of Kitten,
but he -along with everyone else- blinked in surprise when she boldly
moved him aside and planted herself directly in front of a wildly
twisting and yelling and downright outraged Wufei. She had her feet
spread out, and her arms crossed, a postive scowling glare on her face.
Then, something happened....it was as if someone were shining a
super powerful light from directly behind Wufei, or as if he was going
backwards very fast, leaving an after image of himself before him. Only
this 'afterimage' was of a woman.
And she looked very familiar...
There was a spectacular flash, through which even Kitten and
Heero were forced to look aside. And when it cleared, the first one to
make a noise was Kitten, glaring at the solid, whole, and very much real
version of the afterimage woman, in the form of a low growl deep in her
throat.
"Hello, *sister*." Kitten growled, glaring. The woman that was
standing right in front of Wufei with her back to him and facing Kitten
was almost a mirror image of Kitten. Her hair was the same deep honey
gold, slightly darker, but went to her thighs instead of her behind.
Her eyes were almost identicle to Kitten's, except instead of being sea
green with flecks of silver, they were sea green with flecks of gold,
making them more of a hazel green. Her lips were smaller, more petite,
and redder, and her forehead had less worry lines, for all she looked to
be older.
"'Sister?'" Relena echoed, her voice shaky at what she had just
seen; she had been removed from the small dining hall before Kitten had
first shown her...abilites.
"Boys, Relena, Dorothy," Kitten said through gritted teeth. "May
I present my older sister, Princess Zephra of Xylion." Kitten narrowed
her eyes. "Now, *what* were you doing as a Ridder using *Wufei* as a
host???"
"I-I had a *woman* inside me?" Wufei choked. Zephra turned
slightly and smirked at her former host as she gave him a large,
exagerated wink.
"Sister, dear, might we have a privet chat? Specifically about the
use of Forbidden Magi Arts?"
"No, we may not, and they weren't Forbidden, Zephie, or else I wouldn't
have used them," Kitten snapped. "They were only Restricted."
*"Well what about using a Reluctance spell?"* Kitten's eyes
widened as she heard yet another voice. She whirled to face Duo who was
behind and slightly to her right.
"No..." She whispered, whipping her head around to glare in accusation
at her sister as Duo shrieked; he was glowing the same as Wufei had been.
Kitten groaned and sighed, then stood at a lazy stance and crossed her
arms, pursed her lips, and glared at the tall, solid male figure that now
stood before her, in front of a jaw-dropped Duo.
"Hello, cousin." Kitten said lowly. The prince before her grinned
sheepishly and looked around her at Zephra. "Its her fault!" He said
almost poutingly.
"Zion?"
"Yes, Zeph?"
"Stuff it."
"Yes ma'am." Zion wiggled his ears. And Kitten growled as Zephra
laughed to hid her own temptation to grin; her cousin may be goofy, at
times, when he wasn't being serious -which was almost all the time- but
she was still not happy with him.
Presently, Zion stopped his immaturity and frowned, looking at his
young cousin with a glare that could melt steel.
"We have some talking to do," He hissed.
"No, I don't, but you do." Kitten said defiantly to her two older
relatives. "I told you not to follow me. And I suppose Kiros is here, too,
isn't he, the traitor?"
*"Hey, someone had to come along to make sure you didn't get Tainted
on your way!"* A voice that everyone assumed could only be 'Kiros' said
in protest.
Relena began to glow.
"Miss Relena!" Quatre cried as the Sanq Princess shrieked. A
tall, wiry form was seen as a shadow out befor her. It began to
solidify...
Heero had a gun out in a flash. Zephra moved quicker than
lightning, and a whistling sound kissed everyone's ears as she flung
her arm out towards Heero's hand. Heero looked at his hand in mild
surprise, blinking. He looked to the wall and blinked again. Everyone
followed his gaze and more jaws were were dropped as they saw Heero's
gun nailed to the wall by a glittering gold dagger. The dark silver
blade of the knife hade gone *through* the metal of the gun to stab the
wall.
There was a gasping noise, and everyone's attention was pulled
back to the blonde politician as Relena collapsed. It was the tall wiry
man that got to her first, however, and was apologizing unceasingly,
checking her for outward injuries using his eyes and hands, and inward
injuries using his sensory magic.
"She's fine, just breathless and in shock," He told them after a
moment. "You boys handled it okay because you've gone through physical
hardships before, but the Princess hasn't, not really." He looked to
Heero. "I really am sorry, but she is fine."
"I-I *am* fine..." Relena gasped, trying to sit on her own.
Kitten helped her to stand, supporting her on one side, the tall man on
the other.
"Good to see you, again, Kiros," Kitten said dryly to the wiry
man once Relena had caught her breath and was sitting on a small couch.
Kiros grinned at her sheepishly.
"You, too, Kit," He said, scratching his head. Kitten eyed the
rest of the boys, and Dorothy.
"Now that you're here, I *know* I'm not getting out of that talk
after all..." She said with a sigh.
"You weren't getting out of it even before the guys came,"
Zephra snorted. Kitten stuck her tongue out at her older sister, and
Dorothy grinned. Kitten abruptly frowned and looked away, out a window,
but not really looking at anything.
"Whats wrong?" Duo asked. Kitten blinked, and looked down. Akari
leaped onto her shoulder, nuzzling her ear. It was apparent to all that
she was nervous.
*"She's hoping *I'm* here, but doesn't want to ask,"* A voice
chuckled. Kitten gasped, her eyes going wide.
"Heero!" Relena cried. Everyone turned to the one nicknamed 'The
Perfect Soldier.' Heero was indeed having his turn at the glowing. The
expelling of the person within him was much quicker however, and the
'afterimage shadow' type thing didn't even pause. Even before he was
fully solidified, the last of Kitten's acquaintences was rushing forward.
By the time Kitten was in his arms, he was whole and solid and wonderfully
real against her.
"Axis..." Kitten breathed. Axis grinned while holding her, and
tightened his grip. Kitten burst into tears. She flung her arms around
his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, and cried.
"Well, well, well," Quatre said, smiling gently.
Kitten pulled herself together quickly, and stepped back, looking
embarrassed as she wiped her tears. Axis laughed and helped her, and she
grinned at him sheepishly.
"I thought you would have hated me," She said quietly.
"No such luck," Axis snorted, touching her cheek tenderly. Kitten
blushed and smiled.
"Still, it was my faul-"
"No it was not!" Zephra glared at her younger sibling. "It was
a trap that none of us could have predicted; it was *not* your fault at
all! The more you think that the more satisfaction you give those creeps!"
"Guess you're right..."
"I *am* right!" Zephra growled. "And anyone who dares say otherwise
gets to deal with *my* blades!" For emphasis, she suddenly, from out of
nowhere, had a sleek golden dagger- matching the one nailing Heero's
gun to the wall- and twirled it expertly between her fingers.
"Speaking of blades," Kitten raised her hand tentively, as if in
class. "Did I ever take fencing?"
Kiros blinked, then frowned. While everyone looked at her in complete
befuddlement, Kiros stepped forward, dark green, nearly black robes swishing
around his ankles as he walked. He stood before his best friend's cousin,
and placed his fingers briskly on Kitten's temples. Both closed their
eyes, and Kitten sighed in an attitude of surrender.
A moment later, Kiros stood back, his frown even firmer and harsher.
"She doesn't have all her memories." Kiros announced. Kitten
sighed and looked away as she sat down beside Relena on the couch.
"What?!" Zephra took a step forward, staring at her sister.
"Is this true, Kit?" Trowa asked. Kitten threw him a glance, then nodded.
"I have most of my memories back, I think. Certainly the more major
and important stuff, but minor things..."
"I wouldn't call your love and devotion to the arts of the sword
'minor.'" Zion said dryly.
"So she did take fencing lessons before coming here?" Wufei incquired.
Zephra snorted.
"She's been taking them since could walk, as I have with my blades."
Kitten's sister informed them with a frowm. Wufei nodded.
"I thought it was curious how quickly she mastered every technique
I 'taught' her." Wufei murmured. "She wasn't learning them; she was
subconsciously remembering them."
"Exactly," Kiros affirmed.
"What other hobbies did I have?" Kitten asked, curious. Zephra
blinked, then, after a thoughtful moment, she sheathed her dagger that
she still had in her hand in a dark brown leather sheeth at her side.
She flung her cloak off her, and tossed it to a chair. Positioning
herself in the middle of a room, she suddenly took off into a complex,
breathtakingly beautiful dance step.
It was short and brisk, but had the elegence and beauty of the stars.
"Do that," Zephra commanded Kitten when she stopped. Kitten blinked.
"B-but..."
"Do it."
"O-kay..." Kitten said slowly. She glanced at Wufei, and the look
in his eyes practically dared her to say she couldn't. Kitten pursed her
lips, slipped out of her black sneakers, set Akari in Axis' arms and
handed her Dragon Blade to Wufei.
She imitated Zephra's beginning pose, pictured what her sister had
done, and tried to think of how to do the moves...
Suddenly the same physical knowledge that had flowed into her body
when fighting the Vamps filled her being. Withough hardly thinking, Kitten
began to dance, extending one leg out behind her, she spun, her hands out
before her, then above her, then twirling in an intricate dance of their own
as twisted, arching her back as she rose to her toes, on-point ballet style.
Her eyes were closed, and ever part of her body slid into place as smooth
as silk.
She had long ago finished that one intricate step, but still she
danced, loving the feel of her body so smooth and in control of its
movements, thriving in the sensation of moving like water.
Suddenly she stopped as she realized how quiet it was, and she flushed,
stutturing an apology for going on so long. Then Kitten saw Zephra's
smug expression, and blinked.
"So...I take it dancing is another one of my hobbies?" Kitten said,
raising an eyebrow. Zephra laughed, as did Relena and Axis.
"Among other things," Kiros said quietly. He smiled gently.
"Among many other things, but I suggest we get down to more present
business."
Axis, Zion, and Zephra's firm facial expressions were joined by
those of Duo, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, and even Relena.
Kitten winced, and took her seat again with a sigh.
This was going to take a while...
To Be Continued...
Sorry for this part being slow and boring...my Muse for this
story sorta upped and left me... *sweatdrop* this is not good...
writter's block... ugh...
Don't worry; I have a few aces up my sleeves; KITTEN WILL PREVAIL!
*sweatdrops again* gomen.
Yeesh, I never thought people would react to my little pshycotic
scene with Kitten. Obviously none of you have ever lost their memories
or met Kitten in person. Yes, thats right, Kitten is a real person.
In fact, she's my cousin. *Hugs Kit who is sitting beside Alexia rolling
her eyes* And she did have amnesia for about a year. And her hobbies
*do* include dancing, fencing, being a big mouth...
Ouch! *rubs shoulder where Kit hit her* meanie...
Okay, I'd better say 'ja ne' before I say something that will give
my cousin dear reason to cause me even more serious bodily pain...
*sweatdrop* Until next time! *mutters* whenever that is* Oh, Muuuuse of
miiiine....where aaaaaaaaaare you?????
-Alexia Goddess
P.S. To Duku Girl; Glad you think so about the timing! Nice to see
someone's still enjoying it! *looks around* does this mean anybody
would be interested in a sequel if I end this right? *looks around*
If I get enough reviews giving a definate yes on wanting a review, then
I *will* write one! -Alex
*ALL STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY; I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING. THE OTAKU
CHARACTERS AND PLOT ARE MINE, AS IS THE 'KITTEN' BRACELET.*
By Alexia Goddess
Chapter Eleven
"Do you mean to tell me you have brought me naught but *another*
failure?" The shadowed man snarled, advancing on his minion. Hiszeal
bowed his head in apparent submission, but inwardly he was seething. If
only this clod of a leader would stop underestimating the girl! She
wasn't the Shinimejenya for no reason! Corpises and Vamps never did
anything before, what made him think that they would now?
"May I select the next course of action, sire?" Hiszeal didn't
care if he got a beating for this 'insubordination;' they would be
found and killed if they didn't do some successful damage soon!
"If you think you are...competent enough?" The shadowed man
growled deep in his throat. "You haven't been so far." Hiszeal fought
the urge to clench his fists as he nodded his affirmative in his belief
that he could do it.
"Very well," The man whirled and sat down heavily in a plush
chair behind his huge, ornate desk. "Do not fail me again, on pain of
death, Hiszeal. Do *not* fail."
"I shall not, honorable master," Hiszeal bowed, and left,
seething with hidden rage. Storming down the dark, damp, stinking
corridors, he snarled. He would have that snippity dragon goddess! She
would be his! And not just his prisoner...
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"Let me get this straight," Dorothy held up her hand. Kitten
sat in a chair in another one of Relena's studies, twirling the hilt of
her Dragon Blade in one hand and stroking a purring Akari with the
other. She nodded her go ahead for Dorothy.
"Okay, you're real name is Kiticatya Shidazhi, a Countess of
this...alternate dimensional kingdom?" Kitten nodded, and Dorothy
continued. "And the Crown Prince, the heir to the throne, Prince Zion
is your cousin?" Again, Kitten nodded, a patient grin on her lips.
"And your older sister is a Princess, Princess Zephra, and one of
your best friends is Crown Prince Zion's best friend and advisor, the
Duke Kiros?" Trowa summed.
"Yup," Kitten nodded.
"Okay, if you're from...another dimension, then what are you
doing here?" Duo asked, leaning forward in his own chair across from
Kitten. Kitten sighed and looked out a window, and stopped her fiddling
with her sword.
"It's...complicated." She stated after a moment.
"We have time," Relena said gently, placing a hand on Kitten's
shoulder from her seat beside the girl. Kitten smiled gently. So much
for trying to avoid telling them about the Jhinzs.
"To make a long story short, I hold a gift, a secret. I am the
only one who has ever had it, and it is valuable beyond imagination."
Kitten began, leaning forward, elbows on knees, hands clasped befor her.
"There is an...organization in my world, the only one of its kind, but
it is *extremely* extensive and powerful. My cousin's father, the king,
has only recently uncovered the identity of the leader, a traitor, and
banished him. His name is Duke Jzaar."
"Sounds like a villain's name," Quatre said observingly. Kitten
grinned.
"It does, doesn't it?" She laughed. "Well, to continue, the
sole purpose of this organization is to revive Meganijenya, the Dragon
of Darkness."
"Is it just me, or is there a dragon theme going on here?" Duo
asked with a raised eyebrow. "Dragon sword, our dragon goddess, here,
a dragon for the bad guy, dragon wings... Is there anymore?"
Kitten laughed again. Everyone had noticed that she had laughed
more in the past hour that they had been in the study since early that
morning than the whole month they had known her.
"So let me guess, they need you for some part of the proccess
to revive this Meganijenya since you're the 'Dragon Goddess-'"
"Of Destruction, and darkness falls under Destruction," Kitten
added to Quatre's beginning summary, her voice bitter. "But yes, thats
it in a nutshell. But they need me alive and relatively unharmed. Not
only am I useless to them dead, but if I were to die, so would any
remaining residue of Meganijenya, completely erasing *any* chance of
reviving him."
"Why didn't you just kill yourself?" Heero asked, his voice
emotionless. Relena threw him a deathglare of her own, which he easily
ignored. Kitten hung her head, clutching her Dragon hilt so hard her
knuckles became a bloodless white.
"I tried..." She whispered. "But I couldn't...for more than one
reason. For one, I have so many lives that depend on me, and plus,
Shinimejenya wouldn't let me."
"Shinimejenya?" Trowa asked. "I thought *you* were Shinimejenya."
"I am," Kitten nodded, looking up with weary eyes. "But not.
I am Shinimejenya, yet at the same time she is seperate."
"Like symbiotes?" Quatre asked. Kitten made a face that said
'sort of.'
"That would be a good way to describe it...when I am me, truely,
one hundred percent me, and me alone, she lives dorment deep within
my heart, mind, and soul." Kitten's eyes became glazed, and she grinned.
"We can communicate at any time. When I put the memory-less spell on
myself, I asked her not to speak to me, so my memories wouldn't be
awakened. She kept my request, and so I didn't know she was there until
this morning when I remembered, and she revealed herself to me."
"Whoa, did you just say you deliberately erased your own
memories?" Dorothy exclaimed. Kitten blinked, then looked sheepish. She
had meant to leave that part out.
"Sort of..." Kitten started. "I didn't *erase* my memories...
I just sort of... cut them off from the rest of my conscious." She
sighed. Trowa and Relena seemed to be the only ones really getting it.
"Think of a city," Kitten began. "The capitol is the core of your mind
and being. The...the temples are your memories, and they're all grouped
together. When I did the memory-less spell, it was like building a
wall around the temples, seperating them from the rest of the city and
the capitol. Now do you get it? My memories were still there and
perfectly intact, its just that I couldn't get to them to remember."
"I see..." Dorothy nodded thoughtfully. "But why? Why go to all
this? To hide yourself from Them?"
Kitten smiled gently. "Partially. But once..." Kitten's eyes
darkened. "But once, right before I left, They...They attacked. They
got close, so close, too close. Someone I...someone I loved dearly,
more than life was hurt and hurt bad protecting me." Kitten looked up
and firmly stared directly into Heero's eyes, her gaze solid and
unwavering. Heero, though he didn't show it in the slightest, felt
something within him, something alien and not a part of him stir
slightly, then go back down to the depths of his suppressed emotions as
Kitten looked away again.
"After that I vowed that never again would anyone be hurt
protecting me." She looked down sorrowfully. "And so I left, and came
here." She sighed in annoying frustration. "Then I had to go meet you
guys, and now I have to leave again."
"WHAT?" Duo screeched.
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"Oh, that *does* it!" Zephra growled. "I have *so* had enough
of my pig-headed sister!"
"Zephra, no!" Zion yelled.
"Zephra!" Kiros growled in frustration as and the others sensed
Zephra's mind and aura begin to glow...
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"How can you be so selfish, onna?" Wufei stepped forward,
snarling. Kitten blinked, then her eyes hardened in anger.
"Selfish?" She breathed lowly. "You do not know the meaning of
selfish, human! You know *nothing!* How dare you accuse me of such a
thing?"
*"Because he's right!"* A voice that Kitten knew all to well
growled. Everyone gasped and stepped back, including Kitten, as Wufei
began to glow.
"What the-" Duo unconsciously went to stand in front of Kitten,
but he -along with everyone else- blinked in surprise when she boldly
moved him aside and planted herself directly in front of a wildly
twisting and yelling and downright outraged Wufei. She had her feet
spread out, and her arms crossed, a postive scowling glare on her face.
Then, something happened....it was as if someone were shining a
super powerful light from directly behind Wufei, or as if he was going
backwards very fast, leaving an after image of himself before him. Only
this 'afterimage' was of a woman.
And she looked very familiar...
There was a spectacular flash, through which even Kitten and
Heero were forced to look aside. And when it cleared, the first one to
make a noise was Kitten, glaring at the solid, whole, and very much real
version of the afterimage woman, in the form of a low growl deep in her
throat.
"Hello, *sister*." Kitten growled, glaring. The woman that was
standing right in front of Wufei with her back to him and facing Kitten
was almost a mirror image of Kitten. Her hair was the same deep honey
gold, slightly darker, but went to her thighs instead of her behind.
Her eyes were almost identicle to Kitten's, except instead of being sea
green with flecks of silver, they were sea green with flecks of gold,
making them more of a hazel green. Her lips were smaller, more petite,
and redder, and her forehead had less worry lines, for all she looked to
be older.
"'Sister?'" Relena echoed, her voice shaky at what she had just
seen; she had been removed from the small dining hall before Kitten had
first shown her...abilites.
"Boys, Relena, Dorothy," Kitten said through gritted teeth. "May
I present my older sister, Princess Zephra of Xylion." Kitten narrowed
her eyes. "Now, *what* were you doing as a Ridder using *Wufei* as a
host???"
"I-I had a *woman* inside me?" Wufei choked. Zephra turned
slightly and smirked at her former host as she gave him a large,
exagerated wink.
"Sister, dear, might we have a privet chat? Specifically about the
use of Forbidden Magi Arts?"
"No, we may not, and they weren't Forbidden, Zephie, or else I wouldn't
have used them," Kitten snapped. "They were only Restricted."
*"Well what about using a Reluctance spell?"* Kitten's eyes
widened as she heard yet another voice. She whirled to face Duo who was
behind and slightly to her right.
"No..." She whispered, whipping her head around to glare in accusation
at her sister as Duo shrieked; he was glowing the same as Wufei had been.
Kitten groaned and sighed, then stood at a lazy stance and crossed her
arms, pursed her lips, and glared at the tall, solid male figure that now
stood before her, in front of a jaw-dropped Duo.
"Hello, cousin." Kitten said lowly. The prince before her grinned
sheepishly and looked around her at Zephra. "Its her fault!" He said
almost poutingly.
"Zion?"
"Yes, Zeph?"
"Stuff it."
"Yes ma'am." Zion wiggled his ears. And Kitten growled as Zephra
laughed to hid her own temptation to grin; her cousin may be goofy, at
times, when he wasn't being serious -which was almost all the time- but
she was still not happy with him.
Presently, Zion stopped his immaturity and frowned, looking at his
young cousin with a glare that could melt steel.
"We have some talking to do," He hissed.
"No, I don't, but you do." Kitten said defiantly to her two older
relatives. "I told you not to follow me. And I suppose Kiros is here, too,
isn't he, the traitor?"
*"Hey, someone had to come along to make sure you didn't get Tainted
on your way!"* A voice that everyone assumed could only be 'Kiros' said
in protest.
Relena began to glow.
"Miss Relena!" Quatre cried as the Sanq Princess shrieked. A
tall, wiry form was seen as a shadow out befor her. It began to
solidify...
Heero had a gun out in a flash. Zephra moved quicker than
lightning, and a whistling sound kissed everyone's ears as she flung
her arm out towards Heero's hand. Heero looked at his hand in mild
surprise, blinking. He looked to the wall and blinked again. Everyone
followed his gaze and more jaws were were dropped as they saw Heero's
gun nailed to the wall by a glittering gold dagger. The dark silver
blade of the knife hade gone *through* the metal of the gun to stab the
wall.
There was a gasping noise, and everyone's attention was pulled
back to the blonde politician as Relena collapsed. It was the tall wiry
man that got to her first, however, and was apologizing unceasingly,
checking her for outward injuries using his eyes and hands, and inward
injuries using his sensory magic.
"She's fine, just breathless and in shock," He told them after a
moment. "You boys handled it okay because you've gone through physical
hardships before, but the Princess hasn't, not really." He looked to
Heero. "I really am sorry, but she is fine."
"I-I *am* fine..." Relena gasped, trying to sit on her own.
Kitten helped her to stand, supporting her on one side, the tall man on
the other.
"Good to see you, again, Kiros," Kitten said dryly to the wiry
man once Relena had caught her breath and was sitting on a small couch.
Kiros grinned at her sheepishly.
"You, too, Kit," He said, scratching his head. Kitten eyed the
rest of the boys, and Dorothy.
"Now that you're here, I *know* I'm not getting out of that talk
after all..." She said with a sigh.
"You weren't getting out of it even before the guys came,"
Zephra snorted. Kitten stuck her tongue out at her older sister, and
Dorothy grinned. Kitten abruptly frowned and looked away, out a window,
but not really looking at anything.
"Whats wrong?" Duo asked. Kitten blinked, and looked down. Akari
leaped onto her shoulder, nuzzling her ear. It was apparent to all that
she was nervous.
*"She's hoping *I'm* here, but doesn't want to ask,"* A voice
chuckled. Kitten gasped, her eyes going wide.
"Heero!" Relena cried. Everyone turned to the one nicknamed 'The
Perfect Soldier.' Heero was indeed having his turn at the glowing. The
expelling of the person within him was much quicker however, and the
'afterimage shadow' type thing didn't even pause. Even before he was
fully solidified, the last of Kitten's acquaintences was rushing forward.
By the time Kitten was in his arms, he was whole and solid and wonderfully
real against her.
"Axis..." Kitten breathed. Axis grinned while holding her, and
tightened his grip. Kitten burst into tears. She flung her arms around
his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, and cried.
"Well, well, well," Quatre said, smiling gently.
Kitten pulled herself together quickly, and stepped back, looking
embarrassed as she wiped her tears. Axis laughed and helped her, and she
grinned at him sheepishly.
"I thought you would have hated me," She said quietly.
"No such luck," Axis snorted, touching her cheek tenderly. Kitten
blushed and smiled.
"Still, it was my faul-"
"No it was not!" Zephra glared at her younger sibling. "It was
a trap that none of us could have predicted; it was *not* your fault at
all! The more you think that the more satisfaction you give those creeps!"
"Guess you're right..."
"I *am* right!" Zephra growled. "And anyone who dares say otherwise
gets to deal with *my* blades!" For emphasis, she suddenly, from out of
nowhere, had a sleek golden dagger- matching the one nailing Heero's
gun to the wall- and twirled it expertly between her fingers.
"Speaking of blades," Kitten raised her hand tentively, as if in
class. "Did I ever take fencing?"
Kiros blinked, then frowned. While everyone looked at her in complete
befuddlement, Kiros stepped forward, dark green, nearly black robes swishing
around his ankles as he walked. He stood before his best friend's cousin,
and placed his fingers briskly on Kitten's temples. Both closed their
eyes, and Kitten sighed in an attitude of surrender.
A moment later, Kiros stood back, his frown even firmer and harsher.
"She doesn't have all her memories." Kiros announced. Kitten
sighed and looked away as she sat down beside Relena on the couch.
"What?!" Zephra took a step forward, staring at her sister.
"Is this true, Kit?" Trowa asked. Kitten threw him a glance, then nodded.
"I have most of my memories back, I think. Certainly the more major
and important stuff, but minor things..."
"I wouldn't call your love and devotion to the arts of the sword
'minor.'" Zion said dryly.
"So she did take fencing lessons before coming here?" Wufei incquired.
Zephra snorted.
"She's been taking them since could walk, as I have with my blades."
Kitten's sister informed them with a frowm. Wufei nodded.
"I thought it was curious how quickly she mastered every technique
I 'taught' her." Wufei murmured. "She wasn't learning them; she was
subconsciously remembering them."
"Exactly," Kiros affirmed.
"What other hobbies did I have?" Kitten asked, curious. Zephra
blinked, then, after a thoughtful moment, she sheathed her dagger that
she still had in her hand in a dark brown leather sheeth at her side.
She flung her cloak off her, and tossed it to a chair. Positioning
herself in the middle of a room, she suddenly took off into a complex,
breathtakingly beautiful dance step.
It was short and brisk, but had the elegence and beauty of the stars.
"Do that," Zephra commanded Kitten when she stopped. Kitten blinked.
"B-but..."
"Do it."
"O-kay..." Kitten said slowly. She glanced at Wufei, and the look
in his eyes practically dared her to say she couldn't. Kitten pursed her
lips, slipped out of her black sneakers, set Akari in Axis' arms and
handed her Dragon Blade to Wufei.
She imitated Zephra's beginning pose, pictured what her sister had
done, and tried to think of how to do the moves...
Suddenly the same physical knowledge that had flowed into her body
when fighting the Vamps filled her being. Withough hardly thinking, Kitten
began to dance, extending one leg out behind her, she spun, her hands out
before her, then above her, then twirling in an intricate dance of their own
as twisted, arching her back as she rose to her toes, on-point ballet style.
Her eyes were closed, and ever part of her body slid into place as smooth
as silk.
She had long ago finished that one intricate step, but still she
danced, loving the feel of her body so smooth and in control of its
movements, thriving in the sensation of moving like water.
Suddenly she stopped as she realized how quiet it was, and she flushed,
stutturing an apology for going on so long. Then Kitten saw Zephra's
smug expression, and blinked.
"So...I take it dancing is another one of my hobbies?" Kitten said,
raising an eyebrow. Zephra laughed, as did Relena and Axis.
"Among other things," Kiros said quietly. He smiled gently.
"Among many other things, but I suggest we get down to more present
business."
Axis, Zion, and Zephra's firm facial expressions were joined by
those of Duo, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, and even Relena.
Kitten winced, and took her seat again with a sigh.
This was going to take a while...
To Be Continued...
Sorry for this part being slow and boring...my Muse for this
story sorta upped and left me... *sweatdrop* this is not good...
writter's block... ugh...
Don't worry; I have a few aces up my sleeves; KITTEN WILL PREVAIL!
*sweatdrops again* gomen.
Yeesh, I never thought people would react to my little pshycotic
scene with Kitten. Obviously none of you have ever lost their memories
or met Kitten in person. Yes, thats right, Kitten is a real person.
In fact, she's my cousin. *Hugs Kit who is sitting beside Alexia rolling
her eyes* And she did have amnesia for about a year. And her hobbies
*do* include dancing, fencing, being a big mouth...
Ouch! *rubs shoulder where Kit hit her* meanie...
Okay, I'd better say 'ja ne' before I say something that will give
my cousin dear reason to cause me even more serious bodily pain...
*sweatdrop* Until next time! *mutters* whenever that is* Oh, Muuuuse of
miiiine....where aaaaaaaaaare you?????
-Alexia Goddess
P.S. To Duku Girl; Glad you think so about the timing! Nice to see
someone's still enjoying it! *looks around* does this mean anybody
would be interested in a sequel if I end this right? *looks around*
If I get enough reviews giving a definate yes on wanting a review, then
I *will* write one! -Alex
*ALL STANDARD DISCLAIMERS APPLY; I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING. THE OTAKU
CHARACTERS AND PLOT ARE MINE, AS IS THE 'KITTEN' BRACELET.*