It's Not Quite Christmas
I'm so scared of losing you even though I don't know you, but what can I do? Chasing after you won't help, you'll have to come to me. I'm afraid to do anything; I don't want to lose you. You don't remember, but it's not your fault. I don't know what you know, I never have a chance to talk to you. It's been seven years, long and lonely, but I want to know how you feel. Like I said before, I'm so afraid of losing you! What am I supposed to do? I hate this! I look forward to the time you will remember, and tomorrow is a new day. New chances and new things come our way and even though it's back to the "old grind" I'm ok, so don't worry.
Chapter 1:
Through the eyes of Heero Yuy, she seemed a bit familiar. Her features reminded him of someone that he knew well; long, light brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a very mysterious way of sneaking around. No one knew where she came from, and no one knew who she really was. By looking at her you could guess her age, but that information to her "wasn't important" as she always put it when a guy tried to start a conversation with her. Being only seventeen, he himself had dark brown hair, and prussian-blue eyes, but he didn't think he was as mysterious as she was. It was true, he was mysterious, but that was only because of his link with Doctor J. and the Gundams.
As the pilot of Wing Zero and Epyon, he was a rebel in the fight against an organization by the name of OZ. The Gundams, very large mobile suits with the movements and thinking of a man, had been deployed by the colonies in order to restore peace to outerspace. Now they were hated and looked upon with fear, driving the five young pilots to keep their identities under cover.
Acknowledging his stare, she looked up at him and waved. Heero recalled that her name was Lark Yahara as he watched her gather her things and turn to leave. He lifted his hand to return the wave and watched until she disappeared around the corner. Lark Yahara, he thought, why does that sound so familiar? After she was out of sight, he turned to his own locker and removed his thick leather jacket. It was getting closer to the holiday- --which He had overheard one of the earthlings say in a conversation to another---of Christmas, and there was white "snow" all over outside.
Heero stuffed his backpack into the small wall locker and checked his watch, Hm, 3:04, school's over for today, he thought as he slammed the locker shut and clamped the lock on. He smiled as he pulled his jacket on, no school for three weeks! It really was annoying that he had to go to school just because he wasn't old enough to be out of school, but it didn't matter anyway. To Heero, school was a breeze, and he would graduate a year early.
As Heero walked out of the building, he was still thinking about Lark when a snowball hit him in the side of the head, knocking him sideways. Regaining his balance, he reached his hand up to his head and spun around as a second snowball came streaming towards him. He lifted his arm to shield his face as the snowball came crashing into him, splattering him with cold, wet, snow. When he brought his arm down, he saw Duo Maxwell.
"Hey Heero!" Duo greeted warmly, leaving the group of girls---that he'd been having a snowball fight with---to grab his bag and hurry over to walk with Heero.
"Duo," Heero said under his breath as Duo came running over. "What do you want."
Duo was the second Gundam pilot and his Gundam was Deathscythe. Down his back hung a long light brown braid, and his eyes were cobalt blue. He slung the braid over his shoulder as he began to talk. "What ya doin' tonight?" He asked as Heero started away from him. Duo was the same age as Heero---as most of the Gundam pilots were, except one.
"Working." Heero replied.
"Aw c'mon Heero, you got a whole three weeks off, why not come to the Christmas party tonight."
"Duo, I don't have time, unlike you, I have missions to think about," Heero replied harshly.
"Oh Heero, you and your missions, when are you ever gonna sit back and enjoy life?" Duo asked as he plunged his hands deep into his pockets.
"Maybe when there aren't any problems in the world or when I'm retired," Heero replied.
Duo scoffed as he crossed his arms, "That's never gonna happen. You're never gonna retire, this job is gonna take you to your grave, and there will never be a problem free world."
"Well then," Heero said as he started walking again, "I guess I'm never gonna sit back and enjoy life." He turned down a side road, stopping long enough to say, "Oh, and big payback for throwing snowballs at me."
"What ya gonna do?" Duo asked, "Kill me or something?"
"Something like that," Heero replied.
"Oh whatever, you always say that and never get around to actually doing it."
"This time," Heero said as he smirked, "I'll carry it out just for you."
"Well anyway," Duo said, changing the subject, "Everybody is gonna be there, and they'll be disappointed if you don't show."
Heero looked at him, "Who'll be disappointed if I don't go?"
Duo thought for a moment, "Mrs. Noventa was telling me how she couldn't wait to see you again....." he was cut short.
"So?" Heero replied, "I'll send her a card or something."
Duo rolled his eyes, "C'mon! You know you wanna go, just admit it! Hey! You even get to bring a date!"
Heero wrinkled his nose in thought, "So, who's gonna be there?"
Duo smiled then counted the names off on his fingers, "Wufei and Sally are coming, Quatre's comin' with Sylvia, Catherine's bringin' Trowa--- poor guy---and we invited Relena and Miliardo."
"Is that if they get back in time?"
"Yah, but don't get your hopes up," Duo told him.
"Who are you taking?" Heero asked suddenly.
"Me?" Duo asked self-consciously. "Uh, I'm bringing Hilde."
"Hilde?" Heero asked as he raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Umhm."
"Hey!" Duo yelled putting the subject back to the party, "You can bring someone if you want, but never mind since you don't want to come." With that Duo stomped off in the opposite direction.
"Where's the party?" Heero asked suddenly.
"What?" Duo asked as he stopped and spun around to gape at Heero. "After all that you're gonna come?"
"Yeah, I have a project I'm working on."
"Why don't you just tell me who it is, I know you have a crush on someone," Duo said as he elbowed Heero, "C'mon, out with it, who is it?"
Heero laughed as he crossed his arms, "What? I don't have a crush on anybody. I don't have time for such foolishness."
"Oh, I get it! You like Lark Yahara," Duo exclaimed, "Am I right?"
"No, you have foolish ideals," Heero replied cockily as he started away from Duo.
"The party's sevenish at the Noventa's mansion, bring a date!" Duo yelled after him.
Heero walked on as he replied, "See ya later." and waved backwards. _____
She'd been expecting to spend a night at home all alone when the doorbell rang. Lark set the picture she'd been looking at down on the coffee table as she stood and padded to the front door. Without even looking to see who it was, she opened the door to find Heero standing on her front porch.
"Heero?" she asked in disbelief. "How did you find out where I live?"
"I do my homework," he replied.
"You call chasing girls homework?" Lark asked incredulously.
"You know," Heero said, practically ignoring the question as Lark came outside and closed the door, "You really should check to see who it is before you open the door, especially since your parents aren't home. I could've been someone waiting to kill you."
Lark rolled her eyes. "I can take care of myself."
Heero crossed his arms and leaned against the porch railing. Looking at her sideways he replied, "Yah, every girl says that."
"I suppose Relena thinks she can take care of herself too," Lark said suddenly, almost defensively.
"Relena?" Heero asked as he frowned, "What do you know about Relena?"
"She just so happens to be the main seminar speaker," Lark explained, "And I've talked to her before. Her ideals are so innocent and she knows nothing of war."
"And you do?"
"War happens to be my favorite subject to study," she replied.
"Subject?" Heero scoffed. "War is more than just a petty subject and even history books can't capture the true meaning of war!"
"And you would know the true meaning of war because you fought in one in another life?" Lark asked sarcastically. "Heero, you're only seventeen!"
"How do you know how old I am?" Heero asked a bit suspiciously.
"I also do my homework," Lark replied.
Heero looked at her for a moment, trying to recall where he had seen her before. He felt so close to her, like he had known her all of his life. The shocking part was, how much she was like him, "Did we meet in my other life, 'cause I feel like I know you."
"Maybe," Lark laughed, "Perhaps we fought side by side in one of the many world wars, or maybe we were married a long time ago."
Heero laughed a bit uncomfortably as he ran an oversized hand through his mop of brown hair, "I really don't believe in all of that reincarnation junk."
"Well," Lark replied as she smiled, "You wouldn't have stopped here if you didn't want something, so what is it?"
"There's a party tonight at the Noventa mansion, and Duo wanted me to come and bring a date..."
She interrupted him, "But what about Relena?"
"Relena?" he asked dumbfounded as he scratched his head. "Uh, she's doing something with her brother tonight."
Truth was that Relena and her brother were off in space working out an agreement, and there was a slim chance that they'd even be back in time for the party. But for Heero, he hoped that negotiations would take a while.
"So you want me to come as your date?" Lark asked as she crossed her arms and smirked at him.
"I would like for you to accompany me if that be the case."
Lark rolled her eyes and smiled, "Just give me a few minutes to get ready and we'll go," she said. Opening the door she invited him in and showed him to the living room.
I'm so scared of losing you even though I don't know you, but what can I do? Chasing after you won't help, you'll have to come to me. I'm afraid to do anything; I don't want to lose you. You don't remember, but it's not your fault. I don't know what you know, I never have a chance to talk to you. It's been seven years, long and lonely, but I want to know how you feel. Like I said before, I'm so afraid of losing you! What am I supposed to do? I hate this! I look forward to the time you will remember, and tomorrow is a new day. New chances and new things come our way and even though it's back to the "old grind" I'm ok, so don't worry.
Chapter 1:
Through the eyes of Heero Yuy, she seemed a bit familiar. Her features reminded him of someone that he knew well; long, light brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a very mysterious way of sneaking around. No one knew where she came from, and no one knew who she really was. By looking at her you could guess her age, but that information to her "wasn't important" as she always put it when a guy tried to start a conversation with her. Being only seventeen, he himself had dark brown hair, and prussian-blue eyes, but he didn't think he was as mysterious as she was. It was true, he was mysterious, but that was only because of his link with Doctor J. and the Gundams.
As the pilot of Wing Zero and Epyon, he was a rebel in the fight against an organization by the name of OZ. The Gundams, very large mobile suits with the movements and thinking of a man, had been deployed by the colonies in order to restore peace to outerspace. Now they were hated and looked upon with fear, driving the five young pilots to keep their identities under cover.
Acknowledging his stare, she looked up at him and waved. Heero recalled that her name was Lark Yahara as he watched her gather her things and turn to leave. He lifted his hand to return the wave and watched until she disappeared around the corner. Lark Yahara, he thought, why does that sound so familiar? After she was out of sight, he turned to his own locker and removed his thick leather jacket. It was getting closer to the holiday- --which He had overheard one of the earthlings say in a conversation to another---of Christmas, and there was white "snow" all over outside.
Heero stuffed his backpack into the small wall locker and checked his watch, Hm, 3:04, school's over for today, he thought as he slammed the locker shut and clamped the lock on. He smiled as he pulled his jacket on, no school for three weeks! It really was annoying that he had to go to school just because he wasn't old enough to be out of school, but it didn't matter anyway. To Heero, school was a breeze, and he would graduate a year early.
As Heero walked out of the building, he was still thinking about Lark when a snowball hit him in the side of the head, knocking him sideways. Regaining his balance, he reached his hand up to his head and spun around as a second snowball came streaming towards him. He lifted his arm to shield his face as the snowball came crashing into him, splattering him with cold, wet, snow. When he brought his arm down, he saw Duo Maxwell.
"Hey Heero!" Duo greeted warmly, leaving the group of girls---that he'd been having a snowball fight with---to grab his bag and hurry over to walk with Heero.
"Duo," Heero said under his breath as Duo came running over. "What do you want."
Duo was the second Gundam pilot and his Gundam was Deathscythe. Down his back hung a long light brown braid, and his eyes were cobalt blue. He slung the braid over his shoulder as he began to talk. "What ya doin' tonight?" He asked as Heero started away from him. Duo was the same age as Heero---as most of the Gundam pilots were, except one.
"Working." Heero replied.
"Aw c'mon Heero, you got a whole three weeks off, why not come to the Christmas party tonight."
"Duo, I don't have time, unlike you, I have missions to think about," Heero replied harshly.
"Oh Heero, you and your missions, when are you ever gonna sit back and enjoy life?" Duo asked as he plunged his hands deep into his pockets.
"Maybe when there aren't any problems in the world or when I'm retired," Heero replied.
Duo scoffed as he crossed his arms, "That's never gonna happen. You're never gonna retire, this job is gonna take you to your grave, and there will never be a problem free world."
"Well then," Heero said as he started walking again, "I guess I'm never gonna sit back and enjoy life." He turned down a side road, stopping long enough to say, "Oh, and big payback for throwing snowballs at me."
"What ya gonna do?" Duo asked, "Kill me or something?"
"Something like that," Heero replied.
"Oh whatever, you always say that and never get around to actually doing it."
"This time," Heero said as he smirked, "I'll carry it out just for you."
"Well anyway," Duo said, changing the subject, "Everybody is gonna be there, and they'll be disappointed if you don't show."
Heero looked at him, "Who'll be disappointed if I don't go?"
Duo thought for a moment, "Mrs. Noventa was telling me how she couldn't wait to see you again....." he was cut short.
"So?" Heero replied, "I'll send her a card or something."
Duo rolled his eyes, "C'mon! You know you wanna go, just admit it! Hey! You even get to bring a date!"
Heero wrinkled his nose in thought, "So, who's gonna be there?"
Duo smiled then counted the names off on his fingers, "Wufei and Sally are coming, Quatre's comin' with Sylvia, Catherine's bringin' Trowa--- poor guy---and we invited Relena and Miliardo."
"Is that if they get back in time?"
"Yah, but don't get your hopes up," Duo told him.
"Who are you taking?" Heero asked suddenly.
"Me?" Duo asked self-consciously. "Uh, I'm bringing Hilde."
"Hilde?" Heero asked as he raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Umhm."
"Hey!" Duo yelled putting the subject back to the party, "You can bring someone if you want, but never mind since you don't want to come." With that Duo stomped off in the opposite direction.
"Where's the party?" Heero asked suddenly.
"What?" Duo asked as he stopped and spun around to gape at Heero. "After all that you're gonna come?"
"Yeah, I have a project I'm working on."
"Why don't you just tell me who it is, I know you have a crush on someone," Duo said as he elbowed Heero, "C'mon, out with it, who is it?"
Heero laughed as he crossed his arms, "What? I don't have a crush on anybody. I don't have time for such foolishness."
"Oh, I get it! You like Lark Yahara," Duo exclaimed, "Am I right?"
"No, you have foolish ideals," Heero replied cockily as he started away from Duo.
"The party's sevenish at the Noventa's mansion, bring a date!" Duo yelled after him.
Heero walked on as he replied, "See ya later." and waved backwards. _____
She'd been expecting to spend a night at home all alone when the doorbell rang. Lark set the picture she'd been looking at down on the coffee table as she stood and padded to the front door. Without even looking to see who it was, she opened the door to find Heero standing on her front porch.
"Heero?" she asked in disbelief. "How did you find out where I live?"
"I do my homework," he replied.
"You call chasing girls homework?" Lark asked incredulously.
"You know," Heero said, practically ignoring the question as Lark came outside and closed the door, "You really should check to see who it is before you open the door, especially since your parents aren't home. I could've been someone waiting to kill you."
Lark rolled her eyes. "I can take care of myself."
Heero crossed his arms and leaned against the porch railing. Looking at her sideways he replied, "Yah, every girl says that."
"I suppose Relena thinks she can take care of herself too," Lark said suddenly, almost defensively.
"Relena?" Heero asked as he frowned, "What do you know about Relena?"
"She just so happens to be the main seminar speaker," Lark explained, "And I've talked to her before. Her ideals are so innocent and she knows nothing of war."
"And you do?"
"War happens to be my favorite subject to study," she replied.
"Subject?" Heero scoffed. "War is more than just a petty subject and even history books can't capture the true meaning of war!"
"And you would know the true meaning of war because you fought in one in another life?" Lark asked sarcastically. "Heero, you're only seventeen!"
"How do you know how old I am?" Heero asked a bit suspiciously.
"I also do my homework," Lark replied.
Heero looked at her for a moment, trying to recall where he had seen her before. He felt so close to her, like he had known her all of his life. The shocking part was, how much she was like him, "Did we meet in my other life, 'cause I feel like I know you."
"Maybe," Lark laughed, "Perhaps we fought side by side in one of the many world wars, or maybe we were married a long time ago."
Heero laughed a bit uncomfortably as he ran an oversized hand through his mop of brown hair, "I really don't believe in all of that reincarnation junk."
"Well," Lark replied as she smiled, "You wouldn't have stopped here if you didn't want something, so what is it?"
"There's a party tonight at the Noventa mansion, and Duo wanted me to come and bring a date..."
She interrupted him, "But what about Relena?"
"Relena?" he asked dumbfounded as he scratched his head. "Uh, she's doing something with her brother tonight."
Truth was that Relena and her brother were off in space working out an agreement, and there was a slim chance that they'd even be back in time for the party. But for Heero, he hoped that negotiations would take a while.
"So you want me to come as your date?" Lark asked as she crossed her arms and smirked at him.
"I would like for you to accompany me if that be the case."
Lark rolled her eyes and smiled, "Just give me a few minutes to get ready and we'll go," she said. Opening the door she invited him in and showed him to the living room.