REMEMBER ME
Four years later....
Jade struggled to hold in the curses as she felt herself falling towards the sidewalk. Cursing the child who had left the trike on the sidewalk, Jade threw her hands out in front of her to brake her fall. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her waist, throwing her up against an equally strong chest. Thinking things had suddenly got a whole lot better Jade turned around in the man's arms so that she could properly thank him. Quinn mean while stared at the girl he had rescued and grinned. The day had started out lousy but was certainly looking up now. Looking at the blonde goddess in her sparkling blue dress twisting around to face him Quinn thanked Trowa for making him late for work. It wasn't every day that a beautiful honey blonde with eyes the colour of blueberries fell into your arms. Quinn blinked as he looked into the bewitching eyes of his damsel in distress and felt his smile disappearing fast. Even with a new hairdo and a dress Quinn would now those bluish purple eyes anywhere. Those eyes were as familiar to him as his own, usually flashing with emotions ranging from anger to dislike. They'd haunted his dreams and nightmares for a long time and they belonged to a girl who twisted his insides and challenged everything he'd ever been told about women.
"Hey Jade, why is it that I always seem to be saving you?" Quinn said, eyes grew wide as he watched Jade struggle to hold onto her temper. Jade never, ever held her temper. If he'd said that before she'd have been shooting ready comebacks at him and cursing him a blue streak.
"Quinn. How nice to see you. Thank you for saving me, I appreciate it. I'll see you in school on Monday?" Jade said trying desperately to hold her temper.
She'd just arrived home from the Tang School of Charm where her parents had chartered her off for half the summer. Her father had got it into his head that as the possible future ruler of a kingdom she needed to learn to control her temper and how to act like a lady. Haa. That place was a prison and nothing was going to convince her otherwise. Her parents had said two weeks and she'd agreed out of the kindness of her heart but no. She'd had to stay two extra weeks because she wasn't ready. Well she'd done the stupid lessons and she'd passed her stupid courses and now she was going to pretend that she was a perfect little lady, at least until school started and her parents were unable to send her back. Give her a fist fight or a horrible, agonizing death any day. Anything was better then being stuck in that Prima Donna Palace. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Quinn walk down the street. Pain in the butt or not he sure had one nice ass if she did say so herself. In those few seconds before she'd recognized Quinn Jade had thought he was pretty good looking but her common sense clicked in and she was pretty sure it had been just a trick of the light. Ever since that time she'd chased him down the street with his grandfather's sword Quinn had made it his personnel mission to be an ever present thorn in her side. Jade turned into her driveway and surveyed her house. Dad had said that he was going to make it his personnel mission to paint the house this year. Her dad had been complaining about the colour of their house for as long as she could remember and every year he threatened to paint over it , but he never did. Jade wasn't surprised to see that her house was still the same ugly green it had always been. Her home was an old Victorian style house with two stores and a wrap around veranda. Jade stopped and drank it all in. She was finally home. Her parents wouldn't be back until late tonight and Jade was willing to bet her allowance for the next year that Takato was busy running around the house that minute trying to clean up the mess he'd made while they'd been away.
Trowa Barton Jr was bored. He'd been wandering around town all day looking for something to do since Jenn and Quinn both had to go to work. He'd thought about staying at Aunt Rena's but for some reason he was feeling really energized and almost hyper. And hyper wasn't a word usually applied to him. Trowa had not only inherited his namesake's dark good looks but also his character and hyper was not one of their normal traits. In fact it would be better applied to his Uncle Duo then himself. Speaking of Duo that was something to do. He'd been meaning to stop by and see Duo's store. The old guy had recently added a new addition on and had told him to stop by anytime. Having a purpose now Trowa briskly crossed the street and began the ten minute walk to the store. Ever watchful Trowa studied the people around him with interest. He was neither a people person or a loner, he was both. Now and then he nodded his head at a lady or held the door open for someone carrying too many packages at one time. To the outside world he was a version of the all around perfect male. He was good looking with dark brown hair that slide mysteriously over one eye and brilliant green eyes that saw everything and revealed nothing. Never one to sit and laze around he was well built from days of labour and he walked with the natural grace of an athlete. At eighteen Trowa was use to people staring at him and it barely ever crossed his mind what they saw. To him the world was a fascinating puzzle and he was to busy trying to solve it to wonder.
Finally he arrived at the shop and nodding a greeting at a person walking pass pushed open the door and walked into the store. Instantly he was hit with the smells and sounds of people everywhere. Having long ago realized that there was nothing he could do about it Trowa ignored the scents of the room and headed for the front desk where Duo probably was, or at least he'd intended to until he caught her scent. At first he thought his nose was simply playing tricks on him but no, it wasn't, the scent was still there. Concentrating Trowa followed his nose towards the object of his intense attraction like a moth drawn to a flame. He'd never smelt anything like her before and yet some instincts inside him told him that she was like him, different from everybody else. His grandfather had once described a smell like this and if they were one in the same then Trowa was very interested in this particular individual. Then there she was. Staring at her Trowa could practically feel the unrealness flowing off of her and that she was not of this world, that she didn't completely belong in it. Walking forward Trowa watched her stiffen and Trowa thought she resembled a deer who'd just sensed a lion on the prowl.
Jade felt fear creep up her spine as he approached her. She'd been stacking some new inventory and now halted in a crouching position, her back to him. She'd known fear though but not like this. Some primitive being in her was telling her to get out of there as fast as she could and yet she would not. A Akiyama didn't run from anything. Taking a deep breath Jade slowly rose to a standing position, her back still to him. There was no screaming or shouting so he must be like her, normal to those who couldn't see what was really there. He was powerful but not pure blooded so less a threat. Bracing herself for what could happen Jade slowly turned around to face her hunter. Her purple eyes instantly collided with his green and held. Slowly Jade felt the fear drain from her body as her eyes ran over her would be opponent. Though they'd never meet she'd heard a lot about him and knew him on sight.
"Can I help you?" She asked letting him no that she recognized him but was not afraid. Obviously amused at her defiance he grinned back at her.
"No I'm just looking for Duo." He replied nodding his head in acknowledgement of message received.
"He's in the back Trowa. You just need to go in that door there and you'll find him." Jade said pointing the way.
"How did you know my name?" He asked curiously.
"From Duo and Jenn. Its nice to finally meet you. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go ring something in. Nice meeting you demon." Jade said as she walked over to a customer who was waiting for her purchase to be rung in.
"Nice meeting you too draconian." Trowa replied under his breath.
Four years later....
Jade struggled to hold in the curses as she felt herself falling towards the sidewalk. Cursing the child who had left the trike on the sidewalk, Jade threw her hands out in front of her to brake her fall. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her waist, throwing her up against an equally strong chest. Thinking things had suddenly got a whole lot better Jade turned around in the man's arms so that she could properly thank him. Quinn mean while stared at the girl he had rescued and grinned. The day had started out lousy but was certainly looking up now. Looking at the blonde goddess in her sparkling blue dress twisting around to face him Quinn thanked Trowa for making him late for work. It wasn't every day that a beautiful honey blonde with eyes the colour of blueberries fell into your arms. Quinn blinked as he looked into the bewitching eyes of his damsel in distress and felt his smile disappearing fast. Even with a new hairdo and a dress Quinn would now those bluish purple eyes anywhere. Those eyes were as familiar to him as his own, usually flashing with emotions ranging from anger to dislike. They'd haunted his dreams and nightmares for a long time and they belonged to a girl who twisted his insides and challenged everything he'd ever been told about women.
"Hey Jade, why is it that I always seem to be saving you?" Quinn said, eyes grew wide as he watched Jade struggle to hold onto her temper. Jade never, ever held her temper. If he'd said that before she'd have been shooting ready comebacks at him and cursing him a blue streak.
"Quinn. How nice to see you. Thank you for saving me, I appreciate it. I'll see you in school on Monday?" Jade said trying desperately to hold her temper.
She'd just arrived home from the Tang School of Charm where her parents had chartered her off for half the summer. Her father had got it into his head that as the possible future ruler of a kingdom she needed to learn to control her temper and how to act like a lady. Haa. That place was a prison and nothing was going to convince her otherwise. Her parents had said two weeks and she'd agreed out of the kindness of her heart but no. She'd had to stay two extra weeks because she wasn't ready. Well she'd done the stupid lessons and she'd passed her stupid courses and now she was going to pretend that she was a perfect little lady, at least until school started and her parents were unable to send her back. Give her a fist fight or a horrible, agonizing death any day. Anything was better then being stuck in that Prima Donna Palace. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Quinn walk down the street. Pain in the butt or not he sure had one nice ass if she did say so herself. In those few seconds before she'd recognized Quinn Jade had thought he was pretty good looking but her common sense clicked in and she was pretty sure it had been just a trick of the light. Ever since that time she'd chased him down the street with his grandfather's sword Quinn had made it his personnel mission to be an ever present thorn in her side. Jade turned into her driveway and surveyed her house. Dad had said that he was going to make it his personnel mission to paint the house this year. Her dad had been complaining about the colour of their house for as long as she could remember and every year he threatened to paint over it , but he never did. Jade wasn't surprised to see that her house was still the same ugly green it had always been. Her home was an old Victorian style house with two stores and a wrap around veranda. Jade stopped and drank it all in. She was finally home. Her parents wouldn't be back until late tonight and Jade was willing to bet her allowance for the next year that Takato was busy running around the house that minute trying to clean up the mess he'd made while they'd been away.
Trowa Barton Jr was bored. He'd been wandering around town all day looking for something to do since Jenn and Quinn both had to go to work. He'd thought about staying at Aunt Rena's but for some reason he was feeling really energized and almost hyper. And hyper wasn't a word usually applied to him. Trowa had not only inherited his namesake's dark good looks but also his character and hyper was not one of their normal traits. In fact it would be better applied to his Uncle Duo then himself. Speaking of Duo that was something to do. He'd been meaning to stop by and see Duo's store. The old guy had recently added a new addition on and had told him to stop by anytime. Having a purpose now Trowa briskly crossed the street and began the ten minute walk to the store. Ever watchful Trowa studied the people around him with interest. He was neither a people person or a loner, he was both. Now and then he nodded his head at a lady or held the door open for someone carrying too many packages at one time. To the outside world he was a version of the all around perfect male. He was good looking with dark brown hair that slide mysteriously over one eye and brilliant green eyes that saw everything and revealed nothing. Never one to sit and laze around he was well built from days of labour and he walked with the natural grace of an athlete. At eighteen Trowa was use to people staring at him and it barely ever crossed his mind what they saw. To him the world was a fascinating puzzle and he was to busy trying to solve it to wonder.
Finally he arrived at the shop and nodding a greeting at a person walking pass pushed open the door and walked into the store. Instantly he was hit with the smells and sounds of people everywhere. Having long ago realized that there was nothing he could do about it Trowa ignored the scents of the room and headed for the front desk where Duo probably was, or at least he'd intended to until he caught her scent. At first he thought his nose was simply playing tricks on him but no, it wasn't, the scent was still there. Concentrating Trowa followed his nose towards the object of his intense attraction like a moth drawn to a flame. He'd never smelt anything like her before and yet some instincts inside him told him that she was like him, different from everybody else. His grandfather had once described a smell like this and if they were one in the same then Trowa was very interested in this particular individual. Then there she was. Staring at her Trowa could practically feel the unrealness flowing off of her and that she was not of this world, that she didn't completely belong in it. Walking forward Trowa watched her stiffen and Trowa thought she resembled a deer who'd just sensed a lion on the prowl.
Jade felt fear creep up her spine as he approached her. She'd been stacking some new inventory and now halted in a crouching position, her back to him. She'd known fear though but not like this. Some primitive being in her was telling her to get out of there as fast as she could and yet she would not. A Akiyama didn't run from anything. Taking a deep breath Jade slowly rose to a standing position, her back still to him. There was no screaming or shouting so he must be like her, normal to those who couldn't see what was really there. He was powerful but not pure blooded so less a threat. Bracing herself for what could happen Jade slowly turned around to face her hunter. Her purple eyes instantly collided with his green and held. Slowly Jade felt the fear drain from her body as her eyes ran over her would be opponent. Though they'd never meet she'd heard a lot about him and knew him on sight.
"Can I help you?" She asked letting him no that she recognized him but was not afraid. Obviously amused at her defiance he grinned back at her.
"No I'm just looking for Duo." He replied nodding his head in acknowledgement of message received.
"He's in the back Trowa. You just need to go in that door there and you'll find him." Jade said pointing the way.
"How did you know my name?" He asked curiously.
"From Duo and Jenn. Its nice to finally meet you. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go ring something in. Nice meeting you demon." Jade said as she walked over to a customer who was waiting for her purchase to be rung in.
"Nice meeting you too draconian." Trowa replied under his breath.