A/N: Hey there people! I know that I haven't update this story in a while but hey~ just keep looking out for it. I promise to finish it, even if it's the last thing I ever do! ^_^ And thank you for all of you who have reviewed. They were a big encouragement.
Chapter 2
I had turned my back on the bloody scene that I had just uncovered and even as I did so, I could feel the love my parents had for me itch at my body to turn around. But I didn't. I ignored the aching in my heart that was trying to get me to face reality. I was reaching into the back of my head for any memories of my family. I saw so many and I wanted to relive them but that image of blood kept coming back, invading my thoughts as if to spite me. I snapped out of my thoughts as I saw Heero uncharacteristically reach out for my hand. I looked at his fingers wrapping around my own hand. They were rough but still flowing with life. They were a healthy tan with blood flowing through his every vein, unlike the lifeless and pale bodies of my loved ones. His hands had warmth, unlike the cold and stiff shoulder I had touched moments ago. My eyebrows scrunched as I could feel a storm of tears come flooding into my eyes. At that moment I held onto Heero's hand. That hand, emitting precious vibrant signs of life. That hand, ulitimately connected to a person who was there for comfort much as my family had been. I traced my eyes over his hand and to his shirt and then to his face. It was funny, I had always remembered how cold and distant his eyes were when we had first met. But now, they had some life to them, although at times I see that bitter cold return to his eyes. I couldn't figure out why, but now knowing he was a soldier, trained to do things unimaginable, I finally understood that a wall existed, blocking him from the same life giving force that was taken away from me that day.
Love.
Heero pulled gently into a hug. I frowned at this, knowing that this was unlike Heero, confirming that all the incidents of that day were indeed reality. I didn't notice that my head was pounding so hard, I guess that the tears that ran from my eyes had distracted me. Heero gave a tight squeeze before pulling away slightly and sliding his hands behind my legs and lifting me into his arms. I didn't want to leave my parents there. I made that clear by trying to protest and walk towards them, but I was drained beyond comprehension. I opened my mouth but only a soft whimper came from behind my lips as I had gently lifted my arm to the bodies on the ground. Heero paused in the door way letting me see them clearly, in the state of death before he closed the door and took me to the car.
After I was situated in the car and buckled in, Heero began driving back to his house. I rested my head on the window and watched the blurs of head lights mix with the green shades from the trees. My thoughts were once again interupted by a sound outside the window. It didn't make me afraid, it was just a gentle pitter patter from the clouds that seemed to be closing in on us. Well, what did I expect? Sunshine? The quiet sounds of the rain drops seemed to grow into a beating of drums. I heard Heero speak but I gave no reply. He said something about his agency cleaning up my house. Something about the cops getting involved. Seeing that he was talking about the cops, he was going back into soldier mode. It confused me how some days he would be so outgoing and full of emotions, like back at the pool. And other times, so distant and cold. I ignored him most of the ride considering I didn't need any more headache causing thoughts.
The car came to a stop and Heero opened the door for me. I took my time getting out. I liked how the rain felt on my skin. It had been a humid day and the rain drops gave warmth to my skin. To my cold,dying skin. Heero glanced a questioning look at me. "You ready to go inside?" I just looked at him and slowly nodded before looking up at the sky. The rain drops pelted down on my face and I let the moisture soak me to the bone. Heero was getting impatient. I guess this because he is approaching me again. He scooped me into his arms and carried me to his front door step. He knocked on the door with his foot while looking down on me. I looked up at his face and I smiled weakly. For the first times, I saw him smile fulheartedly.
"Who is it?" I heard a muffled voice call out.
"It's me!" Wufei opened the door. The look of suprise swept through his face before quickly fading. Heero stepped in as Wufei closed the door and the others came into my view.
"Oh dear! What happened Monica?" Quatre asked me. I just looked at him blankly.
Trowa came up to us. "I'll take Monica up to your room. You should get out of those wet clothes." Trowa bent a little to recieve me in his ready arms. I looked up at him giving the same blank stare I had worn on my face since I got in the house.
"Thanks." Heero muttered. As Trowa ascended up the stairs I could hear the others asking what had happened. I found myself in Heero's room. I had never seen it before but it was plain. The walls were a dark evergreen color and it had a king size bed, two lamp stands and a couple of dressers. Trowa sat me on the bed and turned the light on. The humidity must have gotten to the guys because I could feel a draft of cold air coming from the vents. I shivered lightly. Trowa started to open a dresser draw and shuffle around. He grabbed a pair of sweat pants with draw-strings and a plain white t-shirt. He handed me the clothes and disappeared. I waited and Trowa came back in the room with a towel.
"You should get dry. You could get sick if you stay in those clothes. Wait here and I'll bring up some hot tea ok?" I nodded as he closed the door behind him. I pulled my wet shirt over my head and grabbed the white t-shirt. I pulled over myself as I inhaled a breath of air. I smelt Heero. His scent consisted of a musty deoderant and the faint hint of coffee. I smiled lightly before pulling my jeans off and putting the sweats on. The pants and shirt were rather large on me. I looked at myself in the mirror and wanted to laugh at myself. The neck of the shirt was off to the side exposing a shoulder and the pants hung low on my hips. I pulled the draw strings has much as possible before tying it in a tight knot. I waited like Trowa had told me and I decided to wait in the covers.
~*~*~Downstairs in the Kitchen~*~*~
"You're kidding me!" Duo said as he crossed his arms.
"What's going on?" Trowa asked as he entered the kitchen. He leaned against the fridge. He looked at Quatre who had taken a seat at the table and was currently looking downcast at his cup of tea. Wufei stood against a wall with Heero next to him. Duo was sitting on the counter. Wufei broke the silence.
"Heero took Monica home and they found her family dead inside the house. White Fang execution style." He had his eyes closed as he spoke.
"Any other evidence?" Trowa questioned.
"We don't need any more proof. White Fang has been on our asses this whole time and they made their warning." Heero stated flatly.
"Yo~they really caught on too quick. I thought they'd be hiding out somewhere and now they made their kill. And of course the plus side is that they attacked the one person we didn't want to get involved with." Duo said sarcastically. "Damnit."
"We can't do anything but track down White Fang and make them pay for what they did," Quatre said still looking at his tea. Duo and Wufei looked at him as he spoke.
"Revenge is only sweet when it's your own, Quatre" Wufei said pulling out a chair to sit. Quatre looked up at him propping his hand under his chin and inhaling deeply.
"I know. It is our revenge. We brought these deaths upon her and I don't intend on letting White Fang get away with it." Wufei looked down agreeing and feeling a slight twinge of guilt.
~*~*~Back Upstairs~*~*~
I was lying in Heero's bed and cursiosity kept scratching at me. The last time this happened I found out my friends were people I knew nothing about. I sighed as I pushed the covers of myself. I walked to the door and looked down the stairs. The kitchen cast off a light into the darkened living room and up into the hallway. I heard their voice growing louder as I softly tip toed down the flight of stairs.
"Heero, do you think we should get rid of anything dangerous in the house?" Duo asked jumping off the counter. Everyone looked up at him like he was crazy. "NO! I'm not saying we should get attacked and killed by White Fang and be completely defenseless but I mean Monica is in a very* depressed mood I'm sure." Duo said putting his hands up in emphasis. The group held understanding in their eyes.
"There's no need for that Duo," I said as I revealed myself to the group. I stepped out of the darker framing of the doorway and into the kitchen. "I wouldn't try to kill myself, Duo." I stated putting myself next to Heero.
"Yea I know, but I'm sure you'd be tempted to do something drastic." Duo said in defense.
"I wouldn't. I promise. After seeing what I did today, I realized that the blood flowing through my veins, the pigment in my eyes, the color of my hair, just my whole being is part of my parents. They lived their lives hoping to make mine comfortable and I don't intend on losing the only thing left in my family other than photographs and memories. I wouldn't dare think of losing my life. I know now that it's so precious. The very flesh of my body is their tears, sweat, happiness and legacy left behind. I can't just waste it." I said looking down at my feet. I let my hair fall onto my face to conceal the tears that were welling up in my eyes.
"Well it's getting late. We'll all sleep here tonight and tomorrow we'll all move to Quatre's private estate. I don't think it's safe to stay here in this town anymore." Heero stated.
"What about my stuff? I can't just leave my pictures and family belongings behind!" I said getting closer to Heero.
"Trowa and I will go to your house and get your stuff. You can stay here and wait with the others." With that he pushed me softly out of the kitchen and back up the stairs. Wufei, Duo and Trowa followed behind while Quatre stayed in the kitchen to finish his tea. Heero tucked me in as Duo came and whispered in my ear.
"I know that you had a great loss today but always remember we're here for you too princess." I smiled at him and lifted my arms in the air. He smiled embracing me before leaving. Trowa came to me and placed a hand on my cheek before saying his good nights. Heero stood there for a moment before taking a step foward. He bent over me slowly. His breath tickled my hair as he gently placed a light kiss on my forehead. He turned on a small light and quietly left.
I tried hard to, but I failed. A tear had already escaped out of my abused eyes, not because of the horrors that happened today but for the nightmares that were to come.
A/N: How did you like it? I worked hard to make it fun so please enjoy and dont' forget to leave a review!
Chapter 2
I had turned my back on the bloody scene that I had just uncovered and even as I did so, I could feel the love my parents had for me itch at my body to turn around. But I didn't. I ignored the aching in my heart that was trying to get me to face reality. I was reaching into the back of my head for any memories of my family. I saw so many and I wanted to relive them but that image of blood kept coming back, invading my thoughts as if to spite me. I snapped out of my thoughts as I saw Heero uncharacteristically reach out for my hand. I looked at his fingers wrapping around my own hand. They were rough but still flowing with life. They were a healthy tan with blood flowing through his every vein, unlike the lifeless and pale bodies of my loved ones. His hands had warmth, unlike the cold and stiff shoulder I had touched moments ago. My eyebrows scrunched as I could feel a storm of tears come flooding into my eyes. At that moment I held onto Heero's hand. That hand, emitting precious vibrant signs of life. That hand, ulitimately connected to a person who was there for comfort much as my family had been. I traced my eyes over his hand and to his shirt and then to his face. It was funny, I had always remembered how cold and distant his eyes were when we had first met. But now, they had some life to them, although at times I see that bitter cold return to his eyes. I couldn't figure out why, but now knowing he was a soldier, trained to do things unimaginable, I finally understood that a wall existed, blocking him from the same life giving force that was taken away from me that day.
Love.
Heero pulled gently into a hug. I frowned at this, knowing that this was unlike Heero, confirming that all the incidents of that day were indeed reality. I didn't notice that my head was pounding so hard, I guess that the tears that ran from my eyes had distracted me. Heero gave a tight squeeze before pulling away slightly and sliding his hands behind my legs and lifting me into his arms. I didn't want to leave my parents there. I made that clear by trying to protest and walk towards them, but I was drained beyond comprehension. I opened my mouth but only a soft whimper came from behind my lips as I had gently lifted my arm to the bodies on the ground. Heero paused in the door way letting me see them clearly, in the state of death before he closed the door and took me to the car.
After I was situated in the car and buckled in, Heero began driving back to his house. I rested my head on the window and watched the blurs of head lights mix with the green shades from the trees. My thoughts were once again interupted by a sound outside the window. It didn't make me afraid, it was just a gentle pitter patter from the clouds that seemed to be closing in on us. Well, what did I expect? Sunshine? The quiet sounds of the rain drops seemed to grow into a beating of drums. I heard Heero speak but I gave no reply. He said something about his agency cleaning up my house. Something about the cops getting involved. Seeing that he was talking about the cops, he was going back into soldier mode. It confused me how some days he would be so outgoing and full of emotions, like back at the pool. And other times, so distant and cold. I ignored him most of the ride considering I didn't need any more headache causing thoughts.
The car came to a stop and Heero opened the door for me. I took my time getting out. I liked how the rain felt on my skin. It had been a humid day and the rain drops gave warmth to my skin. To my cold,dying skin. Heero glanced a questioning look at me. "You ready to go inside?" I just looked at him and slowly nodded before looking up at the sky. The rain drops pelted down on my face and I let the moisture soak me to the bone. Heero was getting impatient. I guess this because he is approaching me again. He scooped me into his arms and carried me to his front door step. He knocked on the door with his foot while looking down on me. I looked up at his face and I smiled weakly. For the first times, I saw him smile fulheartedly.
"Who is it?" I heard a muffled voice call out.
"It's me!" Wufei opened the door. The look of suprise swept through his face before quickly fading. Heero stepped in as Wufei closed the door and the others came into my view.
"Oh dear! What happened Monica?" Quatre asked me. I just looked at him blankly.
Trowa came up to us. "I'll take Monica up to your room. You should get out of those wet clothes." Trowa bent a little to recieve me in his ready arms. I looked up at him giving the same blank stare I had worn on my face since I got in the house.
"Thanks." Heero muttered. As Trowa ascended up the stairs I could hear the others asking what had happened. I found myself in Heero's room. I had never seen it before but it was plain. The walls were a dark evergreen color and it had a king size bed, two lamp stands and a couple of dressers. Trowa sat me on the bed and turned the light on. The humidity must have gotten to the guys because I could feel a draft of cold air coming from the vents. I shivered lightly. Trowa started to open a dresser draw and shuffle around. He grabbed a pair of sweat pants with draw-strings and a plain white t-shirt. He handed me the clothes and disappeared. I waited and Trowa came back in the room with a towel.
"You should get dry. You could get sick if you stay in those clothes. Wait here and I'll bring up some hot tea ok?" I nodded as he closed the door behind him. I pulled my wet shirt over my head and grabbed the white t-shirt. I pulled over myself as I inhaled a breath of air. I smelt Heero. His scent consisted of a musty deoderant and the faint hint of coffee. I smiled lightly before pulling my jeans off and putting the sweats on. The pants and shirt were rather large on me. I looked at myself in the mirror and wanted to laugh at myself. The neck of the shirt was off to the side exposing a shoulder and the pants hung low on my hips. I pulled the draw strings has much as possible before tying it in a tight knot. I waited like Trowa had told me and I decided to wait in the covers.
~*~*~Downstairs in the Kitchen~*~*~
"You're kidding me!" Duo said as he crossed his arms.
"What's going on?" Trowa asked as he entered the kitchen. He leaned against the fridge. He looked at Quatre who had taken a seat at the table and was currently looking downcast at his cup of tea. Wufei stood against a wall with Heero next to him. Duo was sitting on the counter. Wufei broke the silence.
"Heero took Monica home and they found her family dead inside the house. White Fang execution style." He had his eyes closed as he spoke.
"Any other evidence?" Trowa questioned.
"We don't need any more proof. White Fang has been on our asses this whole time and they made their warning." Heero stated flatly.
"Yo~they really caught on too quick. I thought they'd be hiding out somewhere and now they made their kill. And of course the plus side is that they attacked the one person we didn't want to get involved with." Duo said sarcastically. "Damnit."
"We can't do anything but track down White Fang and make them pay for what they did," Quatre said still looking at his tea. Duo and Wufei looked at him as he spoke.
"Revenge is only sweet when it's your own, Quatre" Wufei said pulling out a chair to sit. Quatre looked up at him propping his hand under his chin and inhaling deeply.
"I know. It is our revenge. We brought these deaths upon her and I don't intend on letting White Fang get away with it." Wufei looked down agreeing and feeling a slight twinge of guilt.
~*~*~Back Upstairs~*~*~
I was lying in Heero's bed and cursiosity kept scratching at me. The last time this happened I found out my friends were people I knew nothing about. I sighed as I pushed the covers of myself. I walked to the door and looked down the stairs. The kitchen cast off a light into the darkened living room and up into the hallway. I heard their voice growing louder as I softly tip toed down the flight of stairs.
"Heero, do you think we should get rid of anything dangerous in the house?" Duo asked jumping off the counter. Everyone looked up at him like he was crazy. "NO! I'm not saying we should get attacked and killed by White Fang and be completely defenseless but I mean Monica is in a very* depressed mood I'm sure." Duo said putting his hands up in emphasis. The group held understanding in their eyes.
"There's no need for that Duo," I said as I revealed myself to the group. I stepped out of the darker framing of the doorway and into the kitchen. "I wouldn't try to kill myself, Duo." I stated putting myself next to Heero.
"Yea I know, but I'm sure you'd be tempted to do something drastic." Duo said in defense.
"I wouldn't. I promise. After seeing what I did today, I realized that the blood flowing through my veins, the pigment in my eyes, the color of my hair, just my whole being is part of my parents. They lived their lives hoping to make mine comfortable and I don't intend on losing the only thing left in my family other than photographs and memories. I wouldn't dare think of losing my life. I know now that it's so precious. The very flesh of my body is their tears, sweat, happiness and legacy left behind. I can't just waste it." I said looking down at my feet. I let my hair fall onto my face to conceal the tears that were welling up in my eyes.
"Well it's getting late. We'll all sleep here tonight and tomorrow we'll all move to Quatre's private estate. I don't think it's safe to stay here in this town anymore." Heero stated.
"What about my stuff? I can't just leave my pictures and family belongings behind!" I said getting closer to Heero.
"Trowa and I will go to your house and get your stuff. You can stay here and wait with the others." With that he pushed me softly out of the kitchen and back up the stairs. Wufei, Duo and Trowa followed behind while Quatre stayed in the kitchen to finish his tea. Heero tucked me in as Duo came and whispered in my ear.
"I know that you had a great loss today but always remember we're here for you too princess." I smiled at him and lifted my arms in the air. He smiled embracing me before leaving. Trowa came to me and placed a hand on my cheek before saying his good nights. Heero stood there for a moment before taking a step foward. He bent over me slowly. His breath tickled my hair as he gently placed a light kiss on my forehead. He turned on a small light and quietly left.
I tried hard to, but I failed. A tear had already escaped out of my abused eyes, not because of the horrors that happened today but for the nightmares that were to come.
A/N: How did you like it? I worked hard to make it fun so please enjoy and dont' forget to leave a review!