The Adventures

Kyte walked into the pub, hand on her sword as usual. It was a silent sign to tell everyone to keep their distance. As her eyes surveyed the area, she spotted all of those that she wished to avoid. There was Maxwell, telling tales of himself, surrounded by bar maids. Zachary sat next to him, laughing along, both of them drunken off their rockers. Heero was in his regular corner with Chang and Trowa. Quatre was mingling, he was part of a noble family after all. Kyte simply groaned and walked in, heading towards a darkened corner.

Nobody noticed her, although she was the only woman with a sword. Her tunic came down to her knees, black with red borders on the sleeves, edge and collar that matched her tights that she wore underneath and her long-sleeved undershirt. Her black cape flew through the air softly behind her and her black boots made not a sound on the wooden floors. Her cape was held closed with a red brooch that matched the jewel on her belt. As she neared her old spot, she could hear Maxwell roaring with laughter, making her head ache so. So much that she wished to kill him for being himself.

She sat down, pulling her hood further over her head as to cover her eyes. A bar maid sauntered over to take her request, but Kyte simply waved her away, not wishing to be bothered by the mindless chatter of a drunken woman. The bar maid walked away in a huff, giving her a dirty look before going back to Duo and Zach. She could hear Zach welcoming the maid back, only to groan as she ignored him and continued to Maxwell. She laughed at his dumb luck.

"I see that you're back," a dark voice said. She looked up to see Heero glowering down at her. She glared back up at him.

"What do you want, Yuy," she asked, her temper rising through the pain of her headache.

"I just wanted to come and say "hi" to one of my old "friends." Kyte sat up straight.

"You said "hi" now go. I'm here for business and because it's colder that shit out there." He sat down across from her at the table and wasn't the least bit surprised when Wufei and Trowa joined them at the table. Trowa and Wufei both gave her a nod. "Is this reunion time or something?"

"We have a problem," Trowa started. "Will you--"

"If you think I'm going to help you, you're wrong. I gave up fighting with you guys years ago and I don't want to go back to it." A certain blonde headed noble trotted over, smiling wider than usual.

"Kyte," he inquired. "Kyte Starr!? Is that you?" He reached down, grasping her hand and bringing it to his lips. He kissed it, tenderly. "I bid you a fair hello, my lady."

"Save it for pleasant times, got that?" She snatched her hand away, then stood, pushing her chair back. "I'm leaving." Just as she started to head for the door, a certain brunette wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Had it been a cartoon, steam would have been rising from her head. "Zachary, let go."

"Kyte," Zach said, slightly ditsy because of the alcohol he had consumed. "What a nice surprise. Why don't you join us at the bar!?" Somehow, he had seemed to get stronger than her because of his stubbornness and liquor and he was able to usher her over to the bar. As she continued to pull against him, he scooped her up into his arms and sat her down on a bar stool.

"Damn you, Zach!" She stood and stormed towards the door, towards the cold and the rain. She pulled on her hood and opened the door before hearing one voice behind her.

"I'm sorry," a voice said. She didn't turn to look at its owner. "For what I did to you all those years ago. It was not your fault."

"Even if I knew you, I would have to disagree. There were a lot of things that happened in my past that were my own fault. So I bid you adieu." She stepped out into the storm and when a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, she was gone.

"Wufei," Trowa asked, laying a hand on the Chinese boy's shoulder.

"She doesn't even remember," Wufei sighed. "She doesn't remember how I ruined all that she had control over."

"Or maybe she doesn't want to, Chang."