Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Sleeping Love
Chapter 2: Cade
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Yah, sad beginning. I know. I made it that way. If Maria-Louise survived, then her heart would be torn in two when George falls in love with someone else. Oops. Shouldn't have said that.
Disclaimer: I don't own G Gundam, so don't sue me!
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George looked out of his window, looking but not really seeing. He wasn't perturbed when Raymond entered his room unannounced with his dinner.
"Master George, here's your dinner." Raymond said.
"Thank you Raymond." George said absently.
"Will you eat it this time, Master George?" Raymond asked.
"Maybe later." George answered.
"I shall take my leave now, Master George." Raymond said. George ignored him. Raymond shook his head and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
"How's George?" a servant asked.
"He's gone into another of his moods." Raymond said with a sigh. Sometimes, George would sit at his window for hours on end, not moving. Then, after a couple hours, he'd seemingly wake up and eat some, then stare out of his window some more. No one really knew why he did that, and he'd never respond if asked.
"We really should try to--" a servant started, but was cut off when the door opened and George walked out.
"Raymond, I'll be going for a stroll." He said, and walked out without another word. Raymond looked in surprise at the retreating form of George.
"He may be getting better!" the servant said happily.
"If these walks become routine, maybe." Raymond said slowly, calculatingly. "Maybe. We'll just have to see." ***
George didn't know why he left the house that day, the day that wasn't different from any other. He wasn't sure what made him turn into that alley that day, a day that didn't differ from the previous. All he knew was that he did go for that stroll, and he did turn into that alley, and that's when he saw her. She had dark blue hair done up in a loose braid, and sparkling silver eyes. Her skin was a dark peach and her lips full and crimson. Her shirt was strapless and black, her pants baggy, but white. She had on two silver armbands that matched her eyes, and she had a sideways black checkmark under her left eye. And she was being harassed by big, ugly thugs.
"C'mon, sweetcheeks, come to our place." One said.
"Yeah, and we'll have some fun." Another added.
"Forget it." She answered.
"Aw, c'mon, little lady, have an open heart." A third said.
" 'Little lady'?" she asked in disbelief. " 'Little lady'?" she repeated, her anger rising. Then she struck out with her clenched hand, an uppercut that slammed right into the first's jaw and sent him flying two feet at least.
"Hey, you can't do that!" the second shouted.
"Yeah, you can't do that to our boss!" the third cried.
"Are you guys even smart enough to think of bosses?" the girl asked in a mocking tone. "You look dumber than a glow-worm, and I'm not even sure glow-worms have brains."
"Why you.!" the third growled.
"We'll get you for that!" the second said in anger.
"Tsk, tsk. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to hurt a lady?" she asked as she dodged a man's punch. "Wait, do dumbasses like you even have mothers, or are yeh just to stupid to remember them?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't make fun of my momma!"
"Well, then, this is for the man that taught me all I know!" she shouted. "Burning Punch!"
An image of her fist surrounded in fire flew at the third thug. He stood there; not thinking an image could hurt him. He was instantly convinced otherwise as his face got scorched. Only Chibodee knows that move, George thought in shock. Could she possibly have trained with Chibodee?
"Phwa! You can't beat me!"
"Think again, jackass!" She ran at him and punched him in the stomach, following that up with a kick to his side. Holding his stomach, the last thug fell to the ground. She dusted her hands on her pants before she realized that George was watching her.
"See something you like, Frenchie?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Wha--what?" George stuttered. Those were the first words he's said with emotion in a long time.
"Are you deaf too?" she asked skeptically.
"N-no, mademoiselle." George stuttered again.
"Oh, so you can hear me. You just have a stuttering problem, then." The girl concluded. She took a closer look at the knight. "You're George de Sand, aren't you?"
"Yes, mademoiselle." George said. He didn't much feel like George de Sand, though.
"Hmph." She said. Then she sighed. "I'm Cade Malloy, Gundam fighter for Neo-India."
"You don't look Indian." George said, skepticism clear in his voice.
"I was raised in America. Then I moved to Neo-India a couple years ago, and became the Gundam fighter." Cade answered. "Nice ta meet yah." She stuck out her hand. George stared at it. Cade rolled her eyes. "You're supposed to shake."
"Oh!" George said and quickly took her hand. His training took over and he bent to one knee, kissing the back of her hand. Cade rolled her eyes again.
"You can get up now." She said when George didn't rise. George stood slowly, letting go of her hand just as slowly.
"Do you have anywhere to stay, mademoiselle Malloy?" George asked.
"Nah, but I can sleep anywhere. I haveta sometimes." Cade said.
"Then please, stay with me." George said, surprising even himself. He hadn't been out of the palace, save once, after Maria-Louise's death, and he usually didn't invite new acquaintances to his home. Cade shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" she said. George smiled thinly.
"You look like you haven't smiled in a long time, Frenchie." Cade said. George didn't know how to answer. "But I don't like pokin' into other people's lives, so I won't ask."
"Follow me then." George said after a moment of silence. Cade nodded and followed George. They reached the palace soon after, sharing a comfortable silence. "Raymond, give mademoiselle Malloy a room."
"Of course, Master George." Raymond answered, surprised. George nodded and climbed the steps to his room.
"He's.not like what I imagined." Cade commented.
"He's been.different since."Raymond didn't finished the sentence.
"Since when?" Cade asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
"It is not my place to say, Miss Malloy." Raymond said sadly.
"Yeah, I understand." Cade acknowledged with a nod. Then Raymond took her to her room. ---
Karrii - I'm SO happy that you like this. It's my first shot at a George fic, and any input is gladly appreciated!
animegirlie122987- I know that my prologue is sad, I just hope this was better. And, I'm REALLY sorry 'bout this, but George has been claimed by my friend ShadowTide (check her stories).
Mizustarangel- I know. I feel sorry for George as well.
Yeah! Woohoo! I just got the Avril Lavigne CD I've been wantin' for a while now. But I got bored and decided to finish the chapter up. That may be partly due to the fact that my brother is hoggin' my new PlayStation 2.Grrr. *glares out of room* Anywho, hope this chapter was to your liking. I hope Cade was to your liking. And to all those devoted George/Maria- Louise fans, I'm sorry for killing her off.
~*DarkDragon*~
Chapter 2: Cade
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Yah, sad beginning. I know. I made it that way. If Maria-Louise survived, then her heart would be torn in two when George falls in love with someone else. Oops. Shouldn't have said that.
Disclaimer: I don't own G Gundam, so don't sue me!
===
George looked out of his window, looking but not really seeing. He wasn't perturbed when Raymond entered his room unannounced with his dinner.
"Master George, here's your dinner." Raymond said.
"Thank you Raymond." George said absently.
"Will you eat it this time, Master George?" Raymond asked.
"Maybe later." George answered.
"I shall take my leave now, Master George." Raymond said. George ignored him. Raymond shook his head and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
"How's George?" a servant asked.
"He's gone into another of his moods." Raymond said with a sigh. Sometimes, George would sit at his window for hours on end, not moving. Then, after a couple hours, he'd seemingly wake up and eat some, then stare out of his window some more. No one really knew why he did that, and he'd never respond if asked.
"We really should try to--" a servant started, but was cut off when the door opened and George walked out.
"Raymond, I'll be going for a stroll." He said, and walked out without another word. Raymond looked in surprise at the retreating form of George.
"He may be getting better!" the servant said happily.
"If these walks become routine, maybe." Raymond said slowly, calculatingly. "Maybe. We'll just have to see." ***
George didn't know why he left the house that day, the day that wasn't different from any other. He wasn't sure what made him turn into that alley that day, a day that didn't differ from the previous. All he knew was that he did go for that stroll, and he did turn into that alley, and that's when he saw her. She had dark blue hair done up in a loose braid, and sparkling silver eyes. Her skin was a dark peach and her lips full and crimson. Her shirt was strapless and black, her pants baggy, but white. She had on two silver armbands that matched her eyes, and she had a sideways black checkmark under her left eye. And she was being harassed by big, ugly thugs.
"C'mon, sweetcheeks, come to our place." One said.
"Yeah, and we'll have some fun." Another added.
"Forget it." She answered.
"Aw, c'mon, little lady, have an open heart." A third said.
" 'Little lady'?" she asked in disbelief. " 'Little lady'?" she repeated, her anger rising. Then she struck out with her clenched hand, an uppercut that slammed right into the first's jaw and sent him flying two feet at least.
"Hey, you can't do that!" the second shouted.
"Yeah, you can't do that to our boss!" the third cried.
"Are you guys even smart enough to think of bosses?" the girl asked in a mocking tone. "You look dumber than a glow-worm, and I'm not even sure glow-worms have brains."
"Why you.!" the third growled.
"We'll get you for that!" the second said in anger.
"Tsk, tsk. Didn't your mother ever tell you not to hurt a lady?" she asked as she dodged a man's punch. "Wait, do dumbasses like you even have mothers, or are yeh just to stupid to remember them?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't make fun of my momma!"
"Well, then, this is for the man that taught me all I know!" she shouted. "Burning Punch!"
An image of her fist surrounded in fire flew at the third thug. He stood there; not thinking an image could hurt him. He was instantly convinced otherwise as his face got scorched. Only Chibodee knows that move, George thought in shock. Could she possibly have trained with Chibodee?
"Phwa! You can't beat me!"
"Think again, jackass!" She ran at him and punched him in the stomach, following that up with a kick to his side. Holding his stomach, the last thug fell to the ground. She dusted her hands on her pants before she realized that George was watching her.
"See something you like, Frenchie?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Wha--what?" George stuttered. Those were the first words he's said with emotion in a long time.
"Are you deaf too?" she asked skeptically.
"N-no, mademoiselle." George stuttered again.
"Oh, so you can hear me. You just have a stuttering problem, then." The girl concluded. She took a closer look at the knight. "You're George de Sand, aren't you?"
"Yes, mademoiselle." George said. He didn't much feel like George de Sand, though.
"Hmph." She said. Then she sighed. "I'm Cade Malloy, Gundam fighter for Neo-India."
"You don't look Indian." George said, skepticism clear in his voice.
"I was raised in America. Then I moved to Neo-India a couple years ago, and became the Gundam fighter." Cade answered. "Nice ta meet yah." She stuck out her hand. George stared at it. Cade rolled her eyes. "You're supposed to shake."
"Oh!" George said and quickly took her hand. His training took over and he bent to one knee, kissing the back of her hand. Cade rolled her eyes again.
"You can get up now." She said when George didn't rise. George stood slowly, letting go of her hand just as slowly.
"Do you have anywhere to stay, mademoiselle Malloy?" George asked.
"Nah, but I can sleep anywhere. I haveta sometimes." Cade said.
"Then please, stay with me." George said, surprising even himself. He hadn't been out of the palace, save once, after Maria-Louise's death, and he usually didn't invite new acquaintances to his home. Cade shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" she said. George smiled thinly.
"You look like you haven't smiled in a long time, Frenchie." Cade said. George didn't know how to answer. "But I don't like pokin' into other people's lives, so I won't ask."
"Follow me then." George said after a moment of silence. Cade nodded and followed George. They reached the palace soon after, sharing a comfortable silence. "Raymond, give mademoiselle Malloy a room."
"Of course, Master George." Raymond answered, surprised. George nodded and climbed the steps to his room.
"He's.not like what I imagined." Cade commented.
"He's been.different since."Raymond didn't finished the sentence.
"Since when?" Cade asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
"It is not my place to say, Miss Malloy." Raymond said sadly.
"Yeah, I understand." Cade acknowledged with a nod. Then Raymond took her to her room. ---
Karrii - I'm SO happy that you like this. It's my first shot at a George fic, and any input is gladly appreciated!
animegirlie122987- I know that my prologue is sad, I just hope this was better. And, I'm REALLY sorry 'bout this, but George has been claimed by my friend ShadowTide (check her stories).
Mizustarangel- I know. I feel sorry for George as well.
Yeah! Woohoo! I just got the Avril Lavigne CD I've been wantin' for a while now. But I got bored and decided to finish the chapter up. That may be partly due to the fact that my brother is hoggin' my new PlayStation 2.Grrr. *glares out of room* Anywho, hope this chapter was to your liking. I hope Cade was to your liking. And to all those devoted George/Maria- Louise fans, I'm sorry for killing her off.
~*DarkDragon*~