Wow...I got some nice reviews. So, for the people that asked I'll continue. And i guessed I'll just put some nudity and have a lot of swearing to make up the R rating ^-^ I know I can change it but I'm to lazy...*hugs mini Shippo key chain* ^^ So, I hope you enjoy and it might be one of my longest series of fan fiction yet 'cause I have a lot of ideas for it. Ya know, side stories, an angsty Garu *pats poor Garu-chan's back*
"Suteki da ne...", a voice almost hummed dulcetly while hurriedly and precisely gliding her finger over the controls of the ever ninja or samurai-like Goddess, Noah Z-M-Tellia-Kallisto. Its sheen, crimson metal shone in the faded lights, blood drenching the frame. The spirit residing inside the shell rarely spoke or communicated with any of the other spirits or Yu himself. Thus, she was much like him in his refined ways and her name was not known. Tellia's weapon was a katana. Or a very high-tech vibrating katana that could cut through anything but the design of Japan's katana non-the-less. Kazuhi worked diligently for Yu's Goddess for it had to be in tiptop shape for any Victim attack. Her singing was sweet and she barely sang but she felt enlightened suddenly and peered back and forth across the panel. No one was present besides Teela who was probably conversing with Eriya of Gareas Elidd's Goddess.
" Futari te wo tori aruketa nara ikitai yokimi no machi ie ude no naka...."
The towering mecha loomed over the small repairer and shone in the rays, docked peacefully. She whipped the bead of sweat off her brow and pushed up her sleeves to her elbows.
"Imouto."
Turning around, Kazuhi bowed low and then stood straight, moving her auburn hair behind her ear. The lengthy locks that past the rest of her hairs drooped to her face and she blinked. "Hai, onii-sama?" He has that gaze glazed over his eyes that bore into the pit of your soul, it's emotional aura not fazing his sister. She could see past it and what she saw was sadness and hurt. "Naniyo Yu." She was serious now, addressing him by his first name.
The 16-year-old looked away for a moment then met her musty green eyes again. He put a hand on her shoulder, gripping it firmly. "Otou-san and oka-san...were killed."
The hanger's door opened but neither noticed.
A twang of pain jolted in his sister's heart but she pushed it down. No.... "Nanda?"
"I don't know...that's all I was informed." He squeezed her shoulder again. "Be strong." He hugged her lightly, a small act of adoration he had toward his sibling, and muffled his own silent cries in his head. It was pain wrenching and it happened so fast so how could such young teens react after being taught to be stronger, quieter and quicker then your enemy? They were never taught how to except a loved ones death. Or at least their own parents death.
Yu let go and nodded to himself, walking away. When he finally disappeared Kazuhi looked up the ceiling in puzzlement and started to power walk toward her room. In her speedy retreat she bumped into someone. Hastily getting up she apologized swiftly, "Gomen."
Two strong hands held her by her upper arms of the casual green shirt she wore. "Hey..."
She looked up, a little startled. Chocolate met two muddy reddish orbs and her heart skipped a beat. She put a shaky hand to her heart but covered her surprise with a cool reply, "Oh, Rio-san, gomen."
He appeared to be a little distraught and stared at her.
"What is it Rio-san? Not to be rude but..."
He silenced her. "I heard what happened."
She froze for a moment but relaxed and nodded numbly.
His features softened and he enveloped her in a firm bear hug. 'What happened to genki baka Rio-san...' "I'm sorry...I know how it feels."
Soft breath grazed her cheek and she felt like her body would break down crying any moment. Almost. With a slight wriggle she freed herself curtly and made her way to her room.
"You know you don't always have to be so brave..." came an echo from were the sandy-haired boy breathed silently as Kazuhi pushed the button to open her room and sat for a good 4 minutes just holding it. "Yes I do..."
The young repairer silently sat on the edge of her bed, the white sheets barely even ruffled by her timelessly rigged form. The girl could scarcely breath as her lungs collapsed eyes wide and mouth clamped into a thin line. The silent girl had been contemplating. 'When faced with death, whether your own death or someone close, do not let down your guard. Only make it stronger.'
A soft rapping at her metal door echoed into the depths of her thinking. She blinked and recurred from the short speech her brother had once given her when they were young. "Hai...come in."
The door slid open and the delicate Tune Youg stepped in with hesitation, hands behind her back. Kazuhi almost admired Tune. Even though she appeared weak at sometimes she was fiery in battle and had taken Ernest Cuore's death with utmost respect. A sad frown came across her features and she asked politely, "May I sit?"
Kazuhi accepted and scooted over, Tune smoothing down her skirt and lightly sitting herself as she twiddled her thumbs. "I know what it's like to loose a loved one. I really miss Ernest and it's hard to look at young Erts and not see him every day." Her eyes shimmered with wet tears but she dabbed them with her sleeve. "Erts...poor dear, he was strong about it. I just wanted to give my sympathies and let you know you have a friend."
Kazuhi was quiet the whole time, examining her hands. "Arigatou, Tune-san."
Tune smiled and walked out but not without putting a hand on the frame of the door and wondering, 'What a strange yet strong girl...'
An air of aloofness filled the room and she sighed, deciding to have some green tea that she was saving. When Yu was done meditating, which Kaz presumed he was doing, she'd try to search for family pictures and light some incenses (A/N: Did I spell that right? o.o;) for a prayer.
Hehe...it was weird but I had to do something that would fit with the rest of my fic...R&R minna-san!