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Disclaimer: Don't own G-Gundam never will is there more to say?
Thorns of a Rose Chapter 4 The King of Hearts Arrives
Saria's POV
Home that's where I wanted to be. Where there was the family, the people who appreciated me. Not these French men who just want to make my life a pain in the ass. Joey would be here soon. But no one knew that, I hadn't said anything. This week had seemed like my worst as I waited for today. I had most of what I needed and there was only one thing left to do. But I don't think Joey would let me do it even if it was my job, he wouldn't. This wasn't the end of my problems my real problems were just beginning. I decided to take a walk through the courtyards one last time as I picked up my football and walked slowly there. The football I was holding was no ordinary football it was the one that my father gave to me when I was a little girl. We used to play football with the neighborhood kids a lot after school and it was fun but now I was older and that time was older. I stepped outside and the cool breeze welcomed me. It was a bit dark out but not pitch black yet. I began to spin the football within my hands, letting my wrist do most of the work and cause the spiral effect. I suddenly found myself at the one area of the courtyard that was long and open enough for me to throw it. I figured that no one would notice, and I hadn't thrown a football in so long that I had to do it. Just for kicks I told myself. So I positioned myself and squared off my shoulders. Then I slowly brought the ball to about my ear letting my fingers adjust themselves to the lacing. I released the ball and snapped my wrist with the end result being a perfect throw, spiral and all. I smiled I guess I hadn't gotten too rusty over the years. I decided to wait a bit before I fetched the ball and to take a seat on the grass. I breathed in the fresh air and then slowly exhaled. How good this all felt and how much better it would all feel at home.
"Hey!" I heard a man call
'Oh crap don't tell me I hit a butler or something.' I thought to myself
"Hey don't you think it's a little dark to be throwin a football?" The voice asked as he sat down next to me. The darkness shaded his face from my view not allowing me to identify him. But he sounded gentler then before. He was probably one of those people with bad tempers but really is just s nice person.
"Oh sorry sir. May I ask of your name I don't think we've met before?" I asked. I had figured since this was my last day I would be nice and all even to George de Sand himself.
"Well why don't you tell me yours first?" He suggested
"Ok well I'm Saria Carlt….." I trailed off. Should I tell him my real last name seeing as today is my last name?
"Sorry about that I thought I saw something, Saria Carton, that's my name." I apologized
"Well I'm Domon Kasshu and your apology is accepted." He replied
"Thanks. So you're the King of Hearts? Much more likeable than George whatever the fuck his name is." I answered
"I see you don't get along with him?" he asked
"I'm just his worthless mechanic that gets into way too much trouble and can't be trusted or anything." I said. The memory of last week still lingered in my mind and I had pretty much tried to avoid George on this past week. I pulled myself up from the ground and dusted off the ground.
"No we don't get along." I added
"Oh then why are you his mechanic?" he asked
"Personal reasons, but it doesn't matter." I replied as he chased after me
"If it's so important to have this job then why don't you try and talk to him!" he exclaimed
"Maybe because I don't want to! And maybe because it doesn't matter!" I exclaimed as I grabbed my football and ran for the safety of my room. Tears began to flow from my eyes as I threw myself onto my bed and just sobbed into my pillow.
George's POV
I was surprised at how Saria had been avoiding me all of this week. Whenever she saw me she would turn and walk away, I don't even think that I have said one word to her this week. Maybe she really didn't believe me when I said I was sorry. I sighed.
"Is something the matter master George?" Raymond asked of me.
"No I'm ok, just a bit tired. Have Domon Kasshu and Miss Rain arrived yet?" I asked trying to cover up my lie.
"Why yes I have word that they are coming to speak with you in about 10 minutes." Raymond replied
"Thank you Raymond you may do as you wish for now." I said as I dismissed him. Those ten minutes seemed to go by rather quickly as the King of Hearts soon entered the room I was sitting in.
"Hello George." He greeted
"Have a seat Domon."
"So you have a new mechanic?" he asked
"Yes she's rather troublesome in fact." I replied of Saria
"Well that's good you need someone to loosen you up a bit." He said
"I guess." I admitted
"Is something bothering you George?" Domon asked
"Not horribly."
"Don't lie to me George. In fact I believe your mechanic is rather troubled as well." He replied
"We just haven't been getting along as of late that's all." I said
"Why not talk to her?"
"She's not that kind of person Domon. She isn't exactly one to use manners, or appropriate language. In fact she's my exact opposite."
"Ok well it was nice talking with you George, but I am afraid I should get some rest. Rain is waiting as well so we'll see you in the morning."
Saria's POV
"Hey what's wrong?" a voice asked.
"Its time to go." The owner added. I looked up and a smile spread across my face. The short dark brown hair and brown eyes of the face of the brother I had grown to love so much was standing right in front of me.
"Joey!" I exclaimed quietly as he handed me a tissue.
"Hey Saria. We're gonna stay in France for a bit just not here. Ya know just in case you change your mind. In fact if you decide to stay I'll stay in France as well, just to keep you company ok?" Joey replied
"Ok. Let's go Joey; I don't want to be here anymore." I said
"Our cousin Stella has arranged for us to use her vacation home. It's about 15 miles from here." He added
"Thank you Joey." I said hugging him. I grabbed my bags and we quietly left the palace unnoticed.
"Goodbye everyone." I whispered into the air as I got into the car and closed its door. I fastened my seatbelt, gave my older brother a smile and we were off.
Ok guys did you like it? What's gonna happen next? What will happen to George and Saria? Find out in the next chapter! Please read and review.
Disclaimer: Don't own G-Gundam never will is there more to say?
Thorns of a Rose Chapter 4 The King of Hearts Arrives
Saria's POV
Home that's where I wanted to be. Where there was the family, the people who appreciated me. Not these French men who just want to make my life a pain in the ass. Joey would be here soon. But no one knew that, I hadn't said anything. This week had seemed like my worst as I waited for today. I had most of what I needed and there was only one thing left to do. But I don't think Joey would let me do it even if it was my job, he wouldn't. This wasn't the end of my problems my real problems were just beginning. I decided to take a walk through the courtyards one last time as I picked up my football and walked slowly there. The football I was holding was no ordinary football it was the one that my father gave to me when I was a little girl. We used to play football with the neighborhood kids a lot after school and it was fun but now I was older and that time was older. I stepped outside and the cool breeze welcomed me. It was a bit dark out but not pitch black yet. I began to spin the football within my hands, letting my wrist do most of the work and cause the spiral effect. I suddenly found myself at the one area of the courtyard that was long and open enough for me to throw it. I figured that no one would notice, and I hadn't thrown a football in so long that I had to do it. Just for kicks I told myself. So I positioned myself and squared off my shoulders. Then I slowly brought the ball to about my ear letting my fingers adjust themselves to the lacing. I released the ball and snapped my wrist with the end result being a perfect throw, spiral and all. I smiled I guess I hadn't gotten too rusty over the years. I decided to wait a bit before I fetched the ball and to take a seat on the grass. I breathed in the fresh air and then slowly exhaled. How good this all felt and how much better it would all feel at home.
"Hey!" I heard a man call
'Oh crap don't tell me I hit a butler or something.' I thought to myself
"Hey don't you think it's a little dark to be throwin a football?" The voice asked as he sat down next to me. The darkness shaded his face from my view not allowing me to identify him. But he sounded gentler then before. He was probably one of those people with bad tempers but really is just s nice person.
"Oh sorry sir. May I ask of your name I don't think we've met before?" I asked. I had figured since this was my last day I would be nice and all even to George de Sand himself.
"Well why don't you tell me yours first?" He suggested
"Ok well I'm Saria Carlt….." I trailed off. Should I tell him my real last name seeing as today is my last name?
"Sorry about that I thought I saw something, Saria Carton, that's my name." I apologized
"Well I'm Domon Kasshu and your apology is accepted." He replied
"Thanks. So you're the King of Hearts? Much more likeable than George whatever the fuck his name is." I answered
"I see you don't get along with him?" he asked
"I'm just his worthless mechanic that gets into way too much trouble and can't be trusted or anything." I said. The memory of last week still lingered in my mind and I had pretty much tried to avoid George on this past week. I pulled myself up from the ground and dusted off the ground.
"No we don't get along." I added
"Oh then why are you his mechanic?" he asked
"Personal reasons, but it doesn't matter." I replied as he chased after me
"If it's so important to have this job then why don't you try and talk to him!" he exclaimed
"Maybe because I don't want to! And maybe because it doesn't matter!" I exclaimed as I grabbed my football and ran for the safety of my room. Tears began to flow from my eyes as I threw myself onto my bed and just sobbed into my pillow.
George's POV
I was surprised at how Saria had been avoiding me all of this week. Whenever she saw me she would turn and walk away, I don't even think that I have said one word to her this week. Maybe she really didn't believe me when I said I was sorry. I sighed.
"Is something the matter master George?" Raymond asked of me.
"No I'm ok, just a bit tired. Have Domon Kasshu and Miss Rain arrived yet?" I asked trying to cover up my lie.
"Why yes I have word that they are coming to speak with you in about 10 minutes." Raymond replied
"Thank you Raymond you may do as you wish for now." I said as I dismissed him. Those ten minutes seemed to go by rather quickly as the King of Hearts soon entered the room I was sitting in.
"Hello George." He greeted
"Have a seat Domon."
"So you have a new mechanic?" he asked
"Yes she's rather troublesome in fact." I replied of Saria
"Well that's good you need someone to loosen you up a bit." He said
"I guess." I admitted
"Is something bothering you George?" Domon asked
"Not horribly."
"Don't lie to me George. In fact I believe your mechanic is rather troubled as well." He replied
"We just haven't been getting along as of late that's all." I said
"Why not talk to her?"
"She's not that kind of person Domon. She isn't exactly one to use manners, or appropriate language. In fact she's my exact opposite."
"Ok well it was nice talking with you George, but I am afraid I should get some rest. Rain is waiting as well so we'll see you in the morning."
Saria's POV
"Hey what's wrong?" a voice asked.
"Its time to go." The owner added. I looked up and a smile spread across my face. The short dark brown hair and brown eyes of the face of the brother I had grown to love so much was standing right in front of me.
"Joey!" I exclaimed quietly as he handed me a tissue.
"Hey Saria. We're gonna stay in France for a bit just not here. Ya know just in case you change your mind. In fact if you decide to stay I'll stay in France as well, just to keep you company ok?" Joey replied
"Ok. Let's go Joey; I don't want to be here anymore." I said
"Our cousin Stella has arranged for us to use her vacation home. It's about 15 miles from here." He added
"Thank you Joey." I said hugging him. I grabbed my bags and we quietly left the palace unnoticed.
"Goodbye everyone." I whispered into the air as I got into the car and closed its door. I fastened my seatbelt, gave my older brother a smile and we were off.
Ok guys did you like it? What's gonna happen next? What will happen to George and Saria? Find out in the next chapter! Please read and review.