Breath Of A Star
Disclaimer: Haven't we been over this? Blah, blah, blah... I don't own any of the characters, so stop asking!
Dedicated to RubyRedDragon05, her sister SapphireBlueDragon04, and Emmi-chan (Ruby should know who this is ^_^).
Key: ~~~~ are when it phases out 2 a different person.
(Chapter 4... "Sweet Dreams")
Rated R: meaning cussing and vulgar situations.
The move started very early the next morning. Makoto was still tired from the events of yesterday, and no one seemed to talk that much. Heero did though, one of the ones who saw no point in getting all worked up over what you couldn't stop. Makoto could tell that he was the strong, silent type. But that didn't phase her nor, scare her away. It was luckily a Saturday, so they could get more work done. Makoto shuffled about her chores slowly. She was deep in thought, still wondering what to do about Vegeta. Makoto had thought about revenge in murder, but she realized she didn't want to sink to his level and she was better than that.
"Heero, where do you live?" Makoto asked filled with curiousity.
"I live in a mansion with Quatre." Heero said silently.
Makoto raised an eyebrow. "Who the hell is Quatre?"
Heero took a deep breath and sighed. "He is one of my friends, and I trust him."
"Ohhhhh." Makoto said, still having no comprehension of what Heero had said.
It took a few hours before everything was boxed up, but Makoto was only packing her things and her mother's few things. Her dad's things, she took out in the backyard and burned them.. She watched the embers for a while and the fire dance underneath the dusk sky. Heero was right behind her, wondering why she had done that.
"Why did you do that?" Heero asked.
".. I don't want to talk about it." Makoto replied sorely.
Heero understood and told her he would be waiting in the truck for her when she was ready to leave. Makoto nodded, then went back to watching the sparks fly from the tall enchanting flame. So this is the start of a new life. I wonder what adventures and experiences I'll have from here.. I don't know, but I hope they are good. She finished watching the fire, then put it out, and headed to the truck.. Heero was there waiting silently, as if he too was off in his own paralyzing world.
"Ready to leave?" Heero asked with anticipation.
Makoto climbed in the truck, and looked at Heero. "Yeah I guess. I just want to leave all this behind."
A smile slightly touched the tips of his smooth lips. "You will, don't worry about that."
It was the first time I had ever seen him smile, but hopefully it wouldn't be the last.
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Setsuna and Usagi were headed to the police station to do what Makoto should have done long ago. They were scared for her, but they knew they had to do this or Makoto would become more and more afraid to live or love ever again.
"Setsuna, how long do you think he will stay in jail?" Usagi asked impatiently.
"I don't know." Setsuna said unsure of what she should say.
The car fell silent as they reached the station and walked in to file the report. The cops were sitting at their desks, looking through papers and eating doughnuts.
"Paper-pushers." Uasgi muttered as they came up to the front desk.
"How may I help you?" The policeman asked.
"Yes we would like to file a report for our friend who is being raped by her boyfriend." Setsuna said hurridly.
"This way please." The policeman implied.
They walked through a maze of hallways unitl they came to a little office in the back on the left. They sat in cold, brown leather seats and waited for someone to speak up first.
"Well, so we need to file a report on this boyfriend that raped your friend. His name is?" The policeman asked curiously.
"Vegeta.... There's only one Vegeta in Tokyo.. He lives on 24th street." Setsuna said, unsure if she should go through with this.
"Okay, we will go out and get him, but please, let me have the name of your friend so we may ask her a few questions as well." The policeman suggested.
"Sure. Her name is Kino Makoto, and she lives on 124 Mikani Lane." Usagi chimed in.
"Well guys, thanks for reporting this, we'll get on it right away." The policeman stated dryly.
"Thanks and we will talk to you soon." The girls said as they left.
Setsuna and Usagi jumped in the car and headed for Setsuna's house. It was a short drive, but they knew they had other things to do.. Like make sure Makoto was alright and get ready for the next day.. Because they were completely moving Makoto into Heero's house, and they knew that wouldn't take too long.
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Makoto was standing in front of her new house amazed.. She had never had a place like this to call home, but she never really wanted the big things. Heero walked past her and went inside the house. Makoto looked dumbfounded, then slowly but surely, followed Heero inside.
A.N.- someone in a review, asked me if the Vegeta in this story was the Vegeta in DBZ...... The answer there is... Yes!!!
The inside was as beautiful as the outside. Everything was obviously expensive, and the glamour of it all was overwhelming. And Heero made the picture perfect...
"Your room is upstairs across the hall from mine. Come on and I'll show you." Heero gestured to the stairs.
Makoto smiled and attempted to walk beside him. "Yes."
They trudged up the long, winding stairs until the finally reached the second floor, and Makoto was shone to her room. It was huge, with a huge, bed, and a huge everything. She threw her stuff onto the bed, and plopped down on the soft sheets.
"I'll leave you alone for a few minutes." Heero said politely.
"Thanks." Makoto replied.
Heero walked out, closing the door behind him. Makoto couldn't believe this was her new home. She also couldn't believe that Heero was actually nice. But would he be one of those that rape her again? She hoped not. It was already ten-thirty p.m., and she was tired. So she decided to write an entry and then hit the sack.
Dear Journal,
Today we made progress. We moved all mine and my mother's stuff into our new house with Heero. I am not sure as to whether I can trust him or not, but I hope so. He seems so quiet, and at times almost silent. I wonder why he is like that all the time. Has he had a similar experience to mine? Setsuna and Usagi left to do something that they said would be for my benefit, but they haven't told me what it was yet. The house is beautiful, and I can't wait to move in completely. I am worried about myself though. I feel as if I have grown a little in the past few days. Maybe it was my mother dying and me having to cope with it. Also, moving into a new place with new people to meet. It is all mysterious to me, but I see it as an adventure. But journal, I have to go, I'm getting tired. Sweet dreams.. Makoto...
A.N. Hiya everyone! I hope that you like this chapter.. I am sooo sorry that I didn't get it out sooner! It has just been really hectic around my house and at school! Man, the life of a sixteen-year old isn't easy. I'm in tenth grade and the amount of homework they give us! It's like man!!! Let us sleep for once! But anywayz, please R&R. See ya next time when I write the next chapter!