Ok guys. I'm so sorry for not updating in so long. I've been very busy with school and show choir! Show choir is now over and I only have two weeks of school left, therefore I promise that I will update regularly again ASAP! I had to read my own story again just to write this chapter, that's how long it has been. Wow, that is very bad of me! Well then again Aural is worse, she hasn't updated since March 8th so he he he. My "6th best friend" is worse than me! Lol. Oh well. Are you sick of my endless talking now? If not I can go on about the Matrix Reloaded and X2: X-men united if you want. Just kidding I wouldn't subject you to that kind of torture after I have made you wait so long just for an update. Well shall we begin? Ok! But first here's the disclaimer!
DISCLAIMER:
Chelz does not own G-Gundam or any of its characters! She will one day but she's going to have to wait for that day to come so for now she owns Saria, Dakota ( literally she does own a German Shepherd named Dakota), the Cartollo family and the rest of the mafia used in this story! Now let's get going!
Thorns of a Rose Chapter 5: Mirror Images of Sadness and Longing
Saria's Point of view.
I just sat on the couch as I starred at the wall in thought while Joey and Cousin Stella conversed with one another. I sighed.
'Oh how Daddy was going to kill me when I came home with the job unfinished. Well that is if he were still alive once word got out of my failure to Antonio.' It was a horrible thought but it was the truth. That happened to everyone who never kept their end of a bargain with Antonio; it was partially why everyone tried not to make a deal with him, because it was impossible to pull out. If it weren't for Antonio Dad would be the boss! Oh how I hated Antonio, especially the way he looked at me whenever we saw each other. Pervert, I should really shoot him one of these times. I broke my chain of thought as I tuned into my older brother Joey's and my Cousin Stella's conversation.
"Luigi is really pissed right now. I guess Johnny broke his cover at Sonya's restaurant, you remember what happened, and Antonio's guys pretty much wrecked the place, again, and they killed Junior too!" Stella explained.
"Junior! No wonder why he's pissed! Junior was like his own son!" Joey exclaimed in reply.
"Exactly, so now he's trying to get some of the boys together so that they can take out Antonio, you know, give him the old boot." She replied
"Is he crazy that's suicide?" Joey answered
"He figures now that Junior's gone he mine as well try because he believes that he's got nothing left to live for." Stella said coolly.
"Figures Luigi would think something like that." Joey responded with a sigh and a slow shake of his head. I was shocked at hearing this. Junior was one of my best friends! When he was little he was orphaned from the Gundam fight and Luigi found him one day. So Luigi took him in and raised him like he was his own son. Luigi and my father were good friends so naturally Junior and I were constant playmates. In school the two of us were inseparable even if we weren't ever going out, and now he was gone. I wanted to cry so hard and wish is had never happened but I knew that wouldn't fix or change anything. My eyes began to water up as my hot tears ran down my cheeks. I tried to hide them but there was no use, Joey and Stella already knew, it was just too easy to tell.
"Hun what's wrong?" Stella asked
"Junior. He was my best friend, he was like my brother… he can't be gone!" I cried in response to her question. They both came over and hugged me and then stepped away. Joey gently wiped the tears from my eyes with his fingers as Stella handed me a box of tissues.
"Don't worry. We'll get Antonio, I promise. We just gotta get this Gundam Fighter first. That way he doesn't suspect anything of us. Also so that the family is safe, you don't want anything to happen to Mom, Dad, or Angelo do you?" he explained. I nodded as I quickly stopped crying. I knew it would mean that I would have to face George again. Something I truly, within the deepest depths of my heart and soul, did not want to do at all. I couldn't kill George. But I had to. It was either him or my family and I just chose my family.
George's Point of view.
"Saria? Saria where are you?" I called through the halls of the palace. I was now getting worried. I hadn't heard anything about her, or her antics, not to mention seen her in a long time. Though I truly hated all of her idiosyncrasies and pranks something inside me missed them as I continued to search for her.
"Hey George. Who ya lookin for?" I heard a voice call. It was Domon from behind me. I stopped and faced him.
"Saria, have you seen her?" I asked. I hoped he had, and then at least I could say she was still here and being reasonable for once. But if that were the fact then she wouldn't be being reasonable would she?
"I can't say that I've seen your troublesome mechanic, George. I'll keep an eye out for her though and send her your way if I see her." He replied to my question.
"Thanks Domon." I said and turned away to continue my search. I finally decided to check her room. She had to be there. I have heard that the bedroom is an American girl's favorite place. I walked up to the door and knocked gently bracing myself for the verbal assault that was to come my way. I waited a moment and after no verbal assault came I opened the door. The room was completely empty as if no one were living there at all. I approached the mantel of the fireplace where I eyed an envelope. As I got a closer look I noted that the envelope was addressed to me. Monsieur George De Sand it wrote.
I took the envelope into my hands and sat down in a chair after noting the thickness of its contents. I pulled out a letter of numerous pages written in very neat and rounded penmanship, definitely that of a female.
Dear George,
I am sad to say that I have left the palace. Where I am headed I do not know, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that I never completed that of what I set out to do when I came here. And believe me that is a good thing for you. In a separate letter I have written an apology and exactly what that something I set out to do is, but you can read that another time. This place of knights and royalty is not where I belong. I belong on the streets of New York City, where I came from before I came to work for you. I am sorry to have worried you but I must say that this is the best thing for everyone. I know it means that you will have to find a new mechanic, but the truth is that there are 20 million more mechanics that are better then I'll ever be. Mechanics who wont play pranks on your staff, and mechanics who actually do what they are told and don't run away all of the time. And mechanics that don't play football or wreck havoc with anyone they come in contact with. And most importantly mechanics who you don't have to be embarrassed to introduce to others and bring out into public. Yes I am aware of the last one. I don't blame you for trying to hide the fact that Domon and Rain were coming. I wouldn't tell myself. I also have to confess that the Saria Carlton you met isn't the real Saria Carlton, because there is no Saria Carlton. Only Saria Cartollo the daughter of a high ranking mafia member in New York City. But the Saria Cartollo you thought was Saria Carlton was the real Saria Cartollo. I apologize for having to deceive you but I had to, it wouldn't look good if Neo France's Gundam mechanic had connections with the Italian Mafia, If you ever do see me again please feel free to throw away your noble code for a moment and slap me because I deserve it.
I must say that I had an experience that I never thought I would have before, one I enjoyed. I wish I could do it again. But of course I probably won't be seeing you again, and even if I do who says that you will forgive me, I know I wouldn't forgive me. I'm a lying, manipulating, law breaking, rude, unimpressive girl; I mean what is so special about that. I'm sorry I had to do this to you and everyone else at the palace.
Sincerely yours,
Saria Cartollo
I had to say that I was rather shocked in reading this. I was surprised at myself for not being mad at her after she lied to me about her identity, and about pretty much everything else. What shocked me the most was that she was gone. I was beginning to grow rather fond of this unimpressive girl, as she called herself. I was actually starting to realize just how impressive she was. And now that I was finally beginning to gain a liking for her she had to leave. She couldn't be too far though could she? It was only dated yesterday. I felt a sudden burst of determination run through my blood. I was going to find her whether she wanted me to or not. And that other letter can sit and wait until I find her. I quickly sprinted out of the room with the letters in hand so that I could get to Domon Kasshu as quickly as possible. He would know what to do, and Rain being a woman would probably know where she might be.
Author's notes: sadly I believe that the next chapter will be the last. But don't worry I'm hoping to make it the longest chapter of all of this fan fiction. All I can say is that Saria is going to have to make a really hard choice. Please read and review. And if you like Yu Yu Hakusho and have time, check out my other fic, The Wing Goddess. Now this fic is going to be a long one, I've already got around 26 chapters planned and possibly a few more added on. Thanks so much!
Chelz
DISCLAIMER:
Chelz does not own G-Gundam or any of its characters! She will one day but she's going to have to wait for that day to come so for now she owns Saria, Dakota ( literally she does own a German Shepherd named Dakota), the Cartollo family and the rest of the mafia used in this story! Now let's get going!
Thorns of a Rose Chapter 5: Mirror Images of Sadness and Longing
Saria's Point of view.
I just sat on the couch as I starred at the wall in thought while Joey and Cousin Stella conversed with one another. I sighed.
'Oh how Daddy was going to kill me when I came home with the job unfinished. Well that is if he were still alive once word got out of my failure to Antonio.' It was a horrible thought but it was the truth. That happened to everyone who never kept their end of a bargain with Antonio; it was partially why everyone tried not to make a deal with him, because it was impossible to pull out. If it weren't for Antonio Dad would be the boss! Oh how I hated Antonio, especially the way he looked at me whenever we saw each other. Pervert, I should really shoot him one of these times. I broke my chain of thought as I tuned into my older brother Joey's and my Cousin Stella's conversation.
"Luigi is really pissed right now. I guess Johnny broke his cover at Sonya's restaurant, you remember what happened, and Antonio's guys pretty much wrecked the place, again, and they killed Junior too!" Stella explained.
"Junior! No wonder why he's pissed! Junior was like his own son!" Joey exclaimed in reply.
"Exactly, so now he's trying to get some of the boys together so that they can take out Antonio, you know, give him the old boot." She replied
"Is he crazy that's suicide?" Joey answered
"He figures now that Junior's gone he mine as well try because he believes that he's got nothing left to live for." Stella said coolly.
"Figures Luigi would think something like that." Joey responded with a sigh and a slow shake of his head. I was shocked at hearing this. Junior was one of my best friends! When he was little he was orphaned from the Gundam fight and Luigi found him one day. So Luigi took him in and raised him like he was his own son. Luigi and my father were good friends so naturally Junior and I were constant playmates. In school the two of us were inseparable even if we weren't ever going out, and now he was gone. I wanted to cry so hard and wish is had never happened but I knew that wouldn't fix or change anything. My eyes began to water up as my hot tears ran down my cheeks. I tried to hide them but there was no use, Joey and Stella already knew, it was just too easy to tell.
"Hun what's wrong?" Stella asked
"Junior. He was my best friend, he was like my brother… he can't be gone!" I cried in response to her question. They both came over and hugged me and then stepped away. Joey gently wiped the tears from my eyes with his fingers as Stella handed me a box of tissues.
"Don't worry. We'll get Antonio, I promise. We just gotta get this Gundam Fighter first. That way he doesn't suspect anything of us. Also so that the family is safe, you don't want anything to happen to Mom, Dad, or Angelo do you?" he explained. I nodded as I quickly stopped crying. I knew it would mean that I would have to face George again. Something I truly, within the deepest depths of my heart and soul, did not want to do at all. I couldn't kill George. But I had to. It was either him or my family and I just chose my family.
George's Point of view.
"Saria? Saria where are you?" I called through the halls of the palace. I was now getting worried. I hadn't heard anything about her, or her antics, not to mention seen her in a long time. Though I truly hated all of her idiosyncrasies and pranks something inside me missed them as I continued to search for her.
"Hey George. Who ya lookin for?" I heard a voice call. It was Domon from behind me. I stopped and faced him.
"Saria, have you seen her?" I asked. I hoped he had, and then at least I could say she was still here and being reasonable for once. But if that were the fact then she wouldn't be being reasonable would she?
"I can't say that I've seen your troublesome mechanic, George. I'll keep an eye out for her though and send her your way if I see her." He replied to my question.
"Thanks Domon." I said and turned away to continue my search. I finally decided to check her room. She had to be there. I have heard that the bedroom is an American girl's favorite place. I walked up to the door and knocked gently bracing myself for the verbal assault that was to come my way. I waited a moment and after no verbal assault came I opened the door. The room was completely empty as if no one were living there at all. I approached the mantel of the fireplace where I eyed an envelope. As I got a closer look I noted that the envelope was addressed to me. Monsieur George De Sand it wrote.
I took the envelope into my hands and sat down in a chair after noting the thickness of its contents. I pulled out a letter of numerous pages written in very neat and rounded penmanship, definitely that of a female.
Dear George,
I am sad to say that I have left the palace. Where I am headed I do not know, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that I never completed that of what I set out to do when I came here. And believe me that is a good thing for you. In a separate letter I have written an apology and exactly what that something I set out to do is, but you can read that another time. This place of knights and royalty is not where I belong. I belong on the streets of New York City, where I came from before I came to work for you. I am sorry to have worried you but I must say that this is the best thing for everyone. I know it means that you will have to find a new mechanic, but the truth is that there are 20 million more mechanics that are better then I'll ever be. Mechanics who wont play pranks on your staff, and mechanics who actually do what they are told and don't run away all of the time. And mechanics that don't play football or wreck havoc with anyone they come in contact with. And most importantly mechanics who you don't have to be embarrassed to introduce to others and bring out into public. Yes I am aware of the last one. I don't blame you for trying to hide the fact that Domon and Rain were coming. I wouldn't tell myself. I also have to confess that the Saria Carlton you met isn't the real Saria Carlton, because there is no Saria Carlton. Only Saria Cartollo the daughter of a high ranking mafia member in New York City. But the Saria Cartollo you thought was Saria Carlton was the real Saria Cartollo. I apologize for having to deceive you but I had to, it wouldn't look good if Neo France's Gundam mechanic had connections with the Italian Mafia, If you ever do see me again please feel free to throw away your noble code for a moment and slap me because I deserve it.
I must say that I had an experience that I never thought I would have before, one I enjoyed. I wish I could do it again. But of course I probably won't be seeing you again, and even if I do who says that you will forgive me, I know I wouldn't forgive me. I'm a lying, manipulating, law breaking, rude, unimpressive girl; I mean what is so special about that. I'm sorry I had to do this to you and everyone else at the palace.
Sincerely yours,
Saria Cartollo
I had to say that I was rather shocked in reading this. I was surprised at myself for not being mad at her after she lied to me about her identity, and about pretty much everything else. What shocked me the most was that she was gone. I was beginning to grow rather fond of this unimpressive girl, as she called herself. I was actually starting to realize just how impressive she was. And now that I was finally beginning to gain a liking for her she had to leave. She couldn't be too far though could she? It was only dated yesterday. I felt a sudden burst of determination run through my blood. I was going to find her whether she wanted me to or not. And that other letter can sit and wait until I find her. I quickly sprinted out of the room with the letters in hand so that I could get to Domon Kasshu as quickly as possible. He would know what to do, and Rain being a woman would probably know where she might be.
Author's notes: sadly I believe that the next chapter will be the last. But don't worry I'm hoping to make it the longest chapter of all of this fan fiction. All I can say is that Saria is going to have to make a really hard choice. Please read and review. And if you like Yu Yu Hakusho and have time, check out my other fic, The Wing Goddess. Now this fic is going to be a long one, I've already got around 26 chapters planned and possibly a few more added on. Thanks so much!
Chelz