Warnings: OOCness and maybe some yaoi in later chaps. R for later language, blood, angst and probable sex. Ooo...I'm so on top today...
Hiead: Onna is moody...
The halls of G.I.S were quiet. A placid calm as the starched walls sighed at the early morning shine. Or at least that's what the clocks indicated. Suspended in frigged dark space, who would know if it were day or night? The stars forever played among the heaven's cluster in a timeless game of tag. Falling to the last star, Zion, as it's once bountiful solar system now existed with only that planet's presence. The hum of emptiness spread across like a sheer blanket. One could fall asleep at its calm.
And that is why the Goddess would protect their bit of earth for human kind in colonies or surface. Each one playing upon their own destiny intertwined with others and the age-old battle went on. Dreams soar or dreams shatter, death upon rebirth and one renewed sphere of light watches upon the station lovingly, blonde locks brushing against is knee as he curls up. Blue eyes full of unknowing wisdom, those orbs stare at a boy, a boy he loved as five spirits of the Goddesses fall pitiful to his sacrifice. But there were also timeless questions. Why? Why did we fight the Victim? Victim.... Doesn't that mean something being threatened? And why attack Zion? For now the pilots can rest until another come. Rest well...heroes. The silence never lasts long though does it?
"Waaaaaaiii!" It's almost as if someone is out to shatter early morning peace forever...
"Rio! It's ok; I'll get you another hot cocoa." Phil sighed exasperatedly, all the while smiling like the devil himself. Her bow bounced with each flounce of her step. Rio had started to mingle flirtatiously with one of the younger nurses on G.I.S and she poured hot cocoa in his lap on 'accident' to relieve the girl of her misery.
"Hooot!" He fanned his...er...lap as tears welled up in his eyes. A scowl replaced his surprised look. 'I was just being friendly.' The pilot whined to himself. 'So stingy.'
Funny how two people can be paired with one another and happen to bond like brother and sister isn't it? Fate just has it that way, but conflict comes between sometimes. And sometimes, new feelings surface.
Across the way two tea-green/musty gray eyes study the troubled pilot intently. Kazuhi Hikura, Yu's equally silent sister and repairer mentally chuckled. A rarity for the young girl, who so dutifully followed her honored family's footsteps of quiet, calm, swiftness and power. To win is just the beginning; to overcome was your goal. For being about 1 year her senior he sure acted younger then her.
Rioroute had a happy-go-lucky attitude. He loved food and was a very generous person, often caring and expressing his thoughts to others. Then it came down to fighting and he took it up to 110%. The boy took his job serious, being the whole group's defense. Shield from harm, protector of the whole. And off the bloody battlefield he was a hungry, ecchi, normal, hyper teen.
As Kaz's gaze lingered on him for a moment longer Yu looked across to see what she was so into. A low growl emitted, so quiet it rumbled in his chest and his fist clenched a little on the table. "Imouto, eat."
She obediently obliged to her older brother's request. She was smart enough not to mess with his reasoning and picked up her chopsticks elegantly. Yuz made her own cooked meals, not daring to eat that...ugh. SLOP. Which Rio ate heartily.
Speak of the boy, he blinked and caught her gaze for an instant while he ever so delicately tried to mop up the spill in his lap. It was beginning to stain a puke color. He gave her a quick and goofy, trademark grin, then went back to his eating that Phil so generously gave him for a truce after the 'accident'.
'Strange boy, ne?' A thought crossed her mind, reminding herself of when he tired to flirt with her. A few sly words or two, then a pat on the head. Innocent enough he thought but when she got squeamish, not being around any other man that close accept Yu, her brother gracefully dumped his hot green tea on Rio. 'Poor, poor Rio-san.' She inwardly sighed and started to eat again. 'Not much luck with girls or hot water.'
The grammar probably sucked, the OOC was bound to be in there and I am so...frustrated right now. Hope you like it. R&R if I should continue. Ja matte minna-san.