Hey all!! I got back from precollege it was awesome! Just have to come through 2 more years of high school…. Now I have nothing to do as there is no more physics hw! REJOICE! Only I came to realize that there really isn't much to do. So I decided to continue this fanfic I started like a year ago….hehe I hope it comes out ok! PLEASE tell me if something is unclear or doesn't make sense, I greatly appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. If you have a problem with sap or 1x2 or 3x4 or 5xM don't complain to me about that, it's not the point to rant about pairings, much rather, rant about whether or not the story makes logical sense or the characters are, well, in character. You know what I mean? Oh yes one more thing: I adore Washu!! Anyhow, enjoy!! Go bishonen!! ^___^
MAAIA
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, its plot or its characters, or its songs, or anything related to it except my own obsession. I do not own "Just Communication", the wonderful Gundam Wing theme song by Two-Mix (the first j-pop song I ever heard!). I also do not own "Sora", a beautiful song from the Escaflowne movie, of which I used two different translations that I found. I do not own the name "Wario", it is from Super Mario, but I decided to use the name for a character whom I do own. I also own Maaia. I do not own all the songs from which I took lines for my titles. They are: Just Communication from Gundam Wing, Resolution from Gundam X, Aoi Jiyuu, Shiroi Nozomi from Fushigi Yuugi, and Tamashii no Rufuran from Evangelion. I do not own all the countless things that have inspired parts of this story that are not mine (what a redundant statement). Let's see, the ones I can consciously think of now are Gundam Wing (obviously), 1x2, 3x4, 5xm (OK I'll stop you get the point), Evangelion ( I used a quote from it, "Love is destructive"), Lord of the Rings, a book called Where Does the Weirdness go?, which is about quantum mechanics (don't ask, long story), and…ummm…oh yes, Final Fantasy X, a childrens' book by William Sleator called The Boy who Reversed himself (it is very cool you should all read it), an awesome book called Hyperspace by Michio Kaku (it's seriously one of my favorite books!! READ IT, IT'S INGENIOUS!) and my twisted mind that put it all together in addition to some out-of-control obsession with a wonderful sci-fi anime…OK I am rambling. I am sorry for the injustice. GO WU FEI!! Ah yes, the acknowledgements. I would like to thank my wonderful friends Shannon who got me obsessed with 1x2 and Alejandra who gave me the wonderful idea of, well, I don't wanna ruin it for you but I will but a % right when I say it in the story so you will know. I would also like to thank Tolkien for writing LOTR, and I would like to thank everyone who inspired me, even if I don't mention them due to my terrible memory. I would like to thank whoever invented Japanese, because it is so beautiful. Thanks.
Now, my good friend M-chan has this great habit of putting amusing little dialogues in front of the story, and I have decided to do the same. YAY! Enjoy!!
Yui: Today I want to introduce to you the wonderful world of bishonen! Everyone, cheer!!
silence
Yui: ehrm. THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF BISHONEN!
Heero walks on stage, death glaring.
H: Tell me again why I'm here…
M-chan: Because we wuv you…
H: pulls out gun
Duo comes onstage and tackles Heero
H: What're you doin, fool!
D: Just openly displaying my affection, dear…
Yui: STOP! DUO, you don't confess your feelings till LATER in the story.
D: gets up sheepishly sorry.
C-chan: Yah, you should be!
DG: runs and hugs D I wuv you Duo…I'll always be your girl…
Yui: WAIT I have…other pairings in mind…nevermind, they're out of control…
Feifei comes
F: WHAT IS ALL THIS INJUSTICE!!
C-chan: MY CHAUVINISTIC LITTLE PRICK!!!! runs and tackles feifei
M-chan: where are 3 and 4?
quatre and Trowa walk onstage holding hands.
Yui: NO! You're not yet together either!! You're ruining
the element of surprise!!!
Q&T: NEVER MIND! start doin their thing
Yui: OK I'd better start before this gets even more out of hand…
Washu: I think the attractors have already done their work.
Yui: Nah mine are stronger. You'll see… laughs evilly BWAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!
PROLOGUE: BIRTH OF MEILAN
Send her.
AC 185
In the slums of a run-down colony in the L5 cluster, it was raining drops of water that were not stimulating; they did not beat down upon real ground, creating a microcosm; the smell never evoked nostalgia, or any emotion at all. Against the bleak, light gray, artificial sky, blurred by steady drops of rain that were neither hard-pounding or soft, the mid-sized buildings, also gray, almost did not even form a silhouette.
Through one of these identical, littered streets wandered a small child, her black hair matted against her head and shoulders, constantly falling into her face. Her head bowed down, she walked with no purpose, but her demeanor signified no weakness. Her shoulders were slumped but her essence told of fervor.
THUMP. A young boy, about her age, fell to the ground as she dodged a sneak attack from behind. Instantly, the boy kicked at her from the ground, attempting to use the kick to jump back up. It did not last. With slight movement, she placed her foot on his chest and gazed at him with appearing indifference. His soaked, shoulder-length black hair was tied back, and his deep, black eyes stared back at her face. The girl released her foot, and the boy stood up, bowing to her. He turned away, and she followed him. He led her to a fighting dojo, in front of which a very old man stood. Both the boy and the girl bowed.
"So this is the one. What is your name?" he asked. The girl remained silent.
"What is your name?" he repeated. The girl remained mute.
"Very well. Your name is Meilan."
CHAPTER 1: BELIEVE IN LOVE THAT WILL CHANGE SADNESS TO STRENGTHForgive, forgive! Merely playing, I have been only of good intention! Skip, skip, to the water, where I shall find thee! My friends, I will find thee, and thou will forgive, forgive me!
AC 202
"NINMU KANRYOU." Heero Yuy muttered as he turned from the mobile suit he had just blown up with a remote-controlled bomb. It was one of the last remaining suits in this underground facility. Then he turned to make sure.
Chigau. [it's different]
Relieved to find everything as expected, Heero turned at last to ask for the next mission. As he resurfaced and wandered through the town, he never stopped looking around, expecting to find something, ever since the war ended.
"Oi Hee-chan!"
Sharply turning, Heero gazed about, scanning the crowd. No familiar face. Shaking his head, he continued walking. Passing a display window of a toyshop, he noticed a picture of the grim reaper on the box of a Build your own grim reaper toy kit. It included a beautiful, intricate scythe. Of course, the whole set was only about half a foot tall. Heero entered the shop and picked up the kit, immediately deciding that he needed it. He spent the last of the money he had earned form Preventers Special Unit to buy it.
I'll get paid again anyway when I go and report my next mission.
When he arrived at his apartment, the first thing Heero did was open the kit. Leaving the grim reaper in the box, Heero took out the scythe and examined it. It was metallic, about five inches long and had a sharp point.
And this is what they sell to kids? It must be an old shop.
Technically, companies were not allowed to manufacture more weapons of any kind. That included Halloween decorations.
Hehe, lucky for me and too bad for them.
Heero exited the living room, readjusting an already precise-appearing photo on the wall to make the side exactly parallel with the wall. In the kitchen, to his dismay, he found that one of the chairs at the table was not pushed in.
How could I not have noticed that when I left…As he climbed the stairs, he brushed imaginary dust off the wall. Finally, he reached the bedroom.
Placing the scythe on his nightstand, Heero dropped onto his bed. It had been a tiring day. Something was wrong. There was a bump that had not been there before…—
"AAAAAHH!!" Someone pushed him hard from underneath and caused him to tumble off the bed.
"Shit, what the hell—" Heero turned to punch the unknown bed-hogger, but before he could fully prepare the would-be fully accurate blow to the face, a very familiar figure was already smothering him.
"Hee-chan!! You have any idea how long you took to get back? I mean, I go to all this trouble to come here to earth, and then to actually find out where you are—you hide well, you know, but not well enough to escape me—and then you aren't even home! I already ate, I even cleaned up afterwards, and I was tired from the trip, so I decided to get some rest, but guess what? I get violently woken up by the Perfect Soldier falling on me! Sound like a nice day huh— oh man, I'm hungry! " Duo said all this in one breath, and Heero had trouble keeping up with all the words. He was still drawing a blank and he was still being suffocated by Duo's long embrace/attack. Then he wrestled himself free of the fierce grip and glared at Duo.
"You…"
Duo glanced back surreptitiously.
"Yeeees?"
Exasperatedly, Heero hit Duo over the head.
"ALL RIGHT, PILLOW FIGHT!!!!" Duo screamed, cackling. He grabbed the pillow from Heero's bed and slammed it on Heero's head as hard as he could.
"How the hell did you get pillow fight from…"
But Duo had already tackled him. He continued to pummel the Perfect Soldier, who was in futility attempting to wrench the pillow away. Then suddenly, Duo stopped.
"Hey, Hee-chan, feel like having some chocolate?"
Heero stopped dead.
"Weren't we just…"
Duo impatiently gestured, already standing in the doorway.
"Duo, since when is my name Hee-chan?"
"Since I decided it was."
"Why?"
"Because that's who you are, Hee-chan!"
"Why don't you ever answer a question precisely how it was meant to be answered?"
Duo was not even listening, not having, as Heero was thinking, a true appreciation for exactitude. He was already heading for the kitchen.
Heero followed Duo into the kitchen. Duo had already opened a pack of chocolate and eaten half of it. The wrapper lay wrinkled on the otherwise spotless kitchen floor.
"Here, want some?" Duo reached out the other half of the bar to Heero. He accepted. Staring out the window in silence, he ate. It was already dark, obviously, as it was 10:30 pm, as he noted, looking at the clock on the wall. It was raining. It was raining rather intensely; the roar that the many drops made on the roof suddenly became loud when Heero noticed it. He blinked to erase a ringing in his ears that always appeared at singular moments such as this. There was a distant rumbling in the air, and seconds after, a silent flash of lightning followed. Even before he was done, Duo was already standing in the doorway.
"Hey Hee-Chan, let's go outside!"
"In the rain?"
Come to think of it, Heero did feel a strange desire to be in the rain.
As they exited the apartment, which was on the top floor of the complex, Heero heard the neighboring inhabitants' stereo, which was turned up very loudly. It was, obviously, since the apartment was located in a suburb of Tokyo, a Japanese song.
"Hey Hee-chan, it's Just Communication! Cool!" Duo cried wholeheartedly. "Let's listen!"
"You listen to j-pop, Duo?" Heero asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Of course! This song… it gives me a feeling… it reminds me of… I don't know. It reminds me of the war. But somehow it makes me happy. And I know you secretly adore it too…"
"And
why would you say that?"
"Because I can see it in
your eyes plain as day, buddy."
Heero rolled his eyes. But for the sake of avoiding a large quarrel, he said nothing. And so they stopped to listen to the song.
Just wild beat communication…
When it was done, they took the stairs out into the rain. Duo excitedly ran out onto the street. Heero, however, the second he stepped into the rain, the sound in his ears resumed, and it only disappeared when Duo came running back and tugging him along the street.
"You sure are slow today, Hee-chan…come on, I will enliven you!"
"Enliven?"
"Yep! Let's go."
As a bright bolt of lightning struck almost instantly after a burst of thunder, all the streetlights went out. Something about that seemed wrong to Heero. It was nagging at his mind-- The surroundings were pitch-black, since most everyone was asleep. But the beating of rain became all the more apparent.
Ame ni utare-nagara…
Duo's laughing echoed through the street and into Heero's mind.
"It's all dark now, Hee-chan! Where are you?"
"Here."
…it's the lightning. It shouldn't be after thunder. It must have been another time…
"Where? I can't find you!" Duo was arbitrarily stumbling about on the street.
Iroasenai atsui omoi karadajuu de tsutaetai yo tonight!
The Thunder crashed louder, formulating Duo's voice almost inaudible. The Rain became even more insistent. But when the inevitable Lightning illuminated the world for an instant, Duo spotted the one whom he was seeking. He ran to him as quickly as he could and grabbed Heero from behind.
…another bolt of thunder…
"Found you."
Nureta sono kata o atatameru you ni daita…The warmth that Heero felt all of a sudden was surprising, but he acclimatized it after that instant. But then Duo let go and ran ahead again.
"Come on! If we're gonna get somewhere, we better hurry!"
…but where was it?
"Where do you plan to go?" Heero's voice echoed now, in his own mind, drowning out the memory of Duo's question. Drowning, like the rain and the thunder, and the lightning burns the water…and the rain…
…I didn't hear it…it passed me by, perhaps it is hiding…
"Hee-chan, why aren't you coming?" Duo's voice broke through the rain's veil. Heero finally moved forward and searched for Duo.
"Where are you, Duo?" Heero knew he was close by, but he could not discern where.
Furuete'ru yubisaki wa nani o motomete samayou no?Heero felt around him, and when his hand hit Duo's arm, he gripped it tightly.
"Duo, let's go back."
"Why, we haven't even gotten anywhere yet."
…hiding where?~
"I feel…Duo, I—"
And then Heero collapsed. It was almost as if the raindrops had pounded him down.
"Heero! What happened?!" Frantically, Duo reached around to search where Heero had gone. He had fallen to the ground. Panting, Duo felt for him, and found him. He picked up his body and arduously carried it through the rain into the apartment. Heero felt light, too light in fact for someone as muscular as he. And he felt cool. When Duo laid him on his bed, the concern that had built up reached a climax.
"Heero! Can you hear me?"
"Yeah…" Heero replied weakly.
Togire togirete mo tsutaete hoshii itami o…In the dry finally, Heero took a deep breath that he could not have thought to take outside. Instantly he felt his senses slightly reviving.
"Duo, I… what happened there… you…" his mind hazed over again, but in a different way this time. He did not know anymore what was real. Duo bent over Heero and placed his hands on the bed at the weak boy's sides.
CRASH. The thunder still went on.
"What? What happened?"
"I dunno… When you… you stole away everything' significance…what, how…sugoi…"
Sameta furisuru koto de otona ni nante narenai…Heero's weakness finally took over and he passed out once again, this time into deep sleep. Duo bent over farther.
Then he laid down on the ground and slept also, oddly fatigued from the strangeness of the incident. In a half-dream, Heero perceived Duo, wondering silently.
…let it hide.
Anata no manazashi mamoritai…
Kanashimi tsuyosa ni kaeru ai o shinjite!
The sinister figure in the black, hooded cape paced impatiently, his icy, nail blue eyes fiercely surveying his surroundings of the cramped, stuffy, humid room lit by nothing save the moon shining through a tiny, open window. Furnishing was absent; the room was bare. The floor was made of gray, smooth stone and the door was barred and locked from the outside. He sat down, shifted into various positions, never making a sound. He threw back his hood to reveal silvery, long, gorgeous hair only to replace it, filled with confusion, shame and self-loathing. Then he once again stood up and gazed out of the window unto the beautiful, starlit sky as he was filled with an immense anxiety and longing. He desperately yearned to fly there, to run amongst the stars, as in a childlike fantasy of soaring through outer space. However it seemed not in the least bit childish to him and in a thunderous roar filled with his utmost passion and agony, the man freed his true, trapped emotions, and they escaped out the window into the silver, misty, moonlit night.
The insanely familiar girl, she would not face him. He knew her, that he wanted her. She began striding away from him into dense mists. He wanted to cry out to her. This place knew no sound. She stopped. And turned. She held out her hand, an affectionate smile on her face. He ran to her, but he fell into infinite water. Then she skipped away, her feet making beautiful ripples on the surface of the water, waves that undulated and interfered with each other, creating a shimmering, complex pattern.
Wu Fei Chang awoke sweating. He sat up, opened his window, gazed at the great firmament and its twinkling stars and shining moon, and jumped out. He landed swiftly, gracefully, and ran, driven by the suppressed infatuation that he released finally. He ran into the large forest, he ran through, and he arrived at the great lake where he had said farewell to his dream. The mists lay heavy over the water. There was a layer of blue luminescence that shone through the fog. But Wu Fei did not quietly sit on a rock, contemplating, as he had so many nights before. Instead, he dove into the dark pool, his clothing but a mere nuisance that slowed his swimming. It forced him to use more strength, and as he swam passionately upstream the anxiety of his dream fell away, replaced by the purpose of reaching the source of the river.
STORM.
It's time. We have begun.
How is he proceeding?
There seems to be a distraction.
Fatal?
Considerable damage has been done.
Try once more.