Author's Note: Well…I had planed to have What About His Promise? to be a one-shot fic, but because of all the pleas for me to write another chapter I did! ^-^ Thanks for all of the support everyone! Ten reviews within five hours of it being posted! Wow! I hope you like this next, chapter. It's the same scenario, except from Domon's POV.

Disclaimer: I don't own it, just write it.

Broken Promises

By: PegasusAcc

He had known as soon as she hit the ground that everything was going wrong, that everything was wrong.

He should have helped her from the tiled hospital floor. Should have hugged her closely, his face buried into her shoulder and begged for forgiveness. Should have explained to her how much he hurt inside, and how much he truly needed her. Should have done anything but push her away…           

But he didn't…and now it was too late.

Domon sulked down the crowd-diminishing streets of Hong Kong. The rain came down in torrents, slapping his flushed face and molding his soaked clothes to his body. He gazed into the smoky blanket of clouds, the rumbling thunder rolling through his aching figure.

He couldn't find Allenby anywhere. Everywhere he looked, there had been no sign of the spunky seventeen-year-old fighter.

Her agonizing screams raced though his mind, scraping and tearing away at him. 'Domon! Domon! Help me Domon!' It hadn't been her fault; the berserker system had distorted her innocent mind, twisted her thoughts and corrupted her heart.

Reflexively, his fist shot through a nearby lamppost. The wood splintered and scarred his knuckles. Blood seeped down his hand, scorching his skin.

He could still feel her in his arms.

And yet, though the loss of Allenby angered and worried him, some other emotion plagued his fatigued mind.

The rain continued to spill from the sky. It dripped from his hair and lashes, cold and chilling. His cape clung to his body as the rain pressed and hugged against it.

"Rain…"

Domon clenched his fists, the King of Hearts symbol beginning to glow bright red through his glove. Was it because of her that he hurt so much? Because of her that his heart seemed torn and deformed?

He had always felt strangely when she was around. There had always been that flicker of pain that lingered whenever she was near. And yet, he enjoyed it, welcomed it even. The pain that represented the one woman he cared about…the one woman he loved…

Realization coursed through his body as he raced to the warehouse. The pain came from her…from Rain. But it wasn't intentional, just a deep feeling of wanting that lie burrowed deep within his soul. But it had never been released, because he could never use his fists. No, not with Rain. She was different…she was special.

The warehouse loomed in the distance. He quickened his pace, puddles splashing into his already drenched face. He couldn't wait to see Rain. 'Rain, wait for me!' his heart cried longingly as images of her flooded across his vision. He loved Rain, he knew that now. He should have known it earlier, much earlier, but things had been so hectic.

No, he wouldn't make excuses anymore. He had already made too many excuses for broken promises. Promises he should have fought to keep alive.

He stopped as the weight returned to his arms. But this time it didn't belong to the battered body of Allenby. Domon could picture Rain lying feverish in his arms, exactly as she had in the Guyana Highlands.

'She was so stubborn,' he thought to himself, cherishing the fleeting memory. 'And she always will be. But perhaps,' he mused, looking up into the sky in search of unseen stars. 'Perhaps that's why I love her so… Rain, you've never left me. You've always been right there next to me and inside my heart. But…' a tear ran down his face, disguised as just another raindrop. 'But I had forgotten about our promise. I'm sorry…'

He entered into the warehouse, the cacophony of machinery deafening. "Rain!" he shouted, expecting to see her emerge from the cockpit of his gundam. "Hey Rain!"

"She isn't here!" a member of the Rising Gundam team shouted down to him.

"Do you know where she could be?" he shouted back, cupping his hands around her mouth. The woman shook her head regretfully.

"I saw her here a few hours ago. I think she was dropping something off in Karato's office. Why don't you check back at the hotel?"

"Akino!" another crewmember shouted at the women. "C'mon! We still have a lot of work to do on the Rising Gundam's trace system!" Domon waved goodbye and headed back out into the rain.

He set his feet in the direction of the boat, his heart and mind full of unfamiliar feelings. He could hear her cheerful voice as her smiling face again filtered through his memory. His hands yearned to hold her tightly and never let her go. He wanted to run his fingers through her hair as she lie heavily against him.

He grinned as the first star poked through the shroud of clouds. 'Tomorrow…' he promised the star and himself 'Tomorrow I'll tell Rain and begin to make amends for all of my broken promises…'

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Authors Note: Hmmmmmmm…definitely not as great as the first one, but I could relate more to Rain on the topic. And when I started to write it I started with a blend of episode 40 and 41 so that kinda threw it off for a while. If you still want me to do a conclusion piece, like when Domon and Rain finally make amends (and Rain is part of team Neo-Germany) just let me know! Thanks again for the support!