Poor Little Heero
Dear Fans,
This is the sequel to New Beginnings, and trust me, you have to read that one to understand what this one is all about... Mainly because this is one of my series ideas, so one story leads on to another.... One, you find out a little more about Duo's fairy half of his family, and two, a spirit is seeking revenge, so let's get started okay?
Sincerely Yours,
FB
Chapter 1: Life with Salidia
Heero woke to the now familiar aroma of breakfast being cooked for him. It had only been a few months ago that a woman claiming to be his mother had shown up, and told him he was an angel, Duo was a part fairy, part fire nymph, Trowa was a tree nymph, and Quatre was a noble. He remembered it completely, and looking over to his desk where his sword lay gleaming as though by some eerie light proved it was no dream... Heero rolled himself out of bed, he had a repair job on one of the computers controlling the rotation of one colony, and didn't want to be late in starting it. Luckily this colony was one of the newer models, half the hazards were just false alarms, and the rest were minor, barely interrupting the daily lives of it's inhabitants. Heero quickly got dressed in jeans, and a t- shirt, before going into the kitchen. His older brother had been gone for a while, though Salidia wouldn't say where, but Heero didn't mind having the pest gone. 'Lease Salidia does some work around here, and helps with rent.', Heero glumly thought to himself as he sat down at the table.
The coffee pot poured coffee into a mug by itself, Heero didn't pay mind to it, and muttered his thanks to Salidia as it landed gently beside his hand. "Well, it's a nice day out, isn't it?", Salidia commented.
"It's always a nice day out.", Heero muttered.
"So it is.", Salidia blinked, "Oh, and Duo's supposed to be coming over for a little while so I can teach him a few more things.",
"Then, I want everything that's not fireproof in this place hidden from him.", Heero stated.
"Oh, don't worried he won't catch anything on fire like the last time he was here, I promise, besides, I've put fire proof spells in every nook and cranny of this place.", Salidia explained.
Heero just mumbled some curse under his breath drowned out by the sizzling of another pancake on the griddle. So, Heero ate his fill, and headed to work, it was going to be a hard day, by the looks of things.
....
Heero managed by some miracle to get done early, and was heading home, when he ran into none other than Trowa, who was obviously out on some errand. "Hi, Trowa.", Heero said.
"Hi, I was just running out to get a couple new clamps for the tight rope, and where are you going?", Trowa asked.
"Home, and maybe a little fly, I don't know, I'm stressed enough as it is.", Heero stated.
"If I were you, I'd go for a fly, that's your natural element right?", Trowa asked.
"You're right, it is.", Heero thought.
So, the instant he got back to the apartment, he plopped his stuff on the floor, and went ahead and changed into his flying clothing, or his black spandex, and the green tank top that had been torn the first time his wings came out. Since then Salidia had sewn it, leaving two, neatly placed areas for his wings to slip through when brought out of hiding. He let everything slow down, let all thoughts wash away gently, and then, he concentrated all energies into pressure on his back, before a quick release. Then, they were there, just like that. Heero then stepped out onto the patio, before crouching low, and springing upwards, with a single down stroke of his wings. When Salidia said he had the born natural instinct for flying she was right. It was no wonder before he knew about what he really was, Heero wanted to become a pilot. The sky was where he felt right. It made him relaxed, carefree. All the stresses of the day faded into the back of Heero's mind. Then, he headed back, and landed, feeling better than he had been before. "That's it, control it, you can make it larger, or smaller, or even into different colors if you want to.", Salidia was instructing Duo.
All that stress came right back as Heero entered the room. "It's too bad your Father isn't here, stupid Ron, he runs and hides in some volcano in Iceland, no doubt.", Heero's mother replied to herself, "Oh, Heero, you're back! That's nice, Quatre called, said he'd be over soon to train a bit himself, and actually, I've been thinking on having him absorb more abilities....",
"That's nice, Salidia, just nice, if anyone needs me, I'm in the shower.", Heero said.
"Don't be too long, dinner's almost ready...", she said after him.
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Heero came out of the shower just as the table was being set with dinner, Quatre had arrived, carrying the staff that had belonged to his supposed ten times Great Grandfather. It was Salidia who had given it to him, saying it was a tool used by the noble's of his family to help in channeling their thoughts. "I thought he should try your abilities, seems how Duo doesn't completely have control over his yet.", Salidia said.
Heero just nodded, understanding that in order for Quatre to fight, he'd have to have a ton more power aside from the Growth Spirit's. Getting your abilities copied, and then taken in felt like a haze to Heero, but it was quick, and painless. However, Quatre yelped in shock. Heero turned to find he now had wings that were fighting to find a way out of his shirt. "Took a little too much information, Quatre.", Salidia said, flatly, a quick snap of her fingers, and he was back to normal, "Maybe some other time, Heero will teach you to fly.", she added.
Duo had decided to spend the night, and Quatre headed back home, and Heero, he went back to bed. Heero was so fast asleep, he didn't even notice the thimble sized person creep up, and giving a glowing green mark on his forehead, before vanishing. Soon his whole being seemed to pulsate with the same green glow.
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Heero woke up to find that his pajama's where baggy, and upon his usual weekly weigh in, he had lost fifteen pounds. It wasn't until breakfast that anyone said anything... "Heero you seem kinda.... Oh, I don't know, short.", Duo stated.
Indeed, Heero did note half a head shorter than he had been the day before. However, he decided it might just be he wasn't wearing his usual tennis shoes, and dismissed his thoughts. Just as the doorbell rang...
End Chapter: Who is ringing the doorbell? And what's up with Heero Yuy being shorter? R&R for suggestions, and comments, and I really recommend reading the first one....
