Silent Tears
Chapter One: Wind-tossed and Blood-Soaked
Kattie
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the song "Tears".
Song info: The music and lyrics for "Tears" were written by Yoshiki, pianist and percussionist for X-Japan. The song was performed by X-Japan. The lyrics refer to Yoshiki's father who committed suicide.
Dedication: Dedicated to Yoshiki. One of the best musicians and songwriters ever.
* Lyrics *
* "Wherever we go is okay,"
You said*
1426 Hours- 2:26 PM
Outside of his office window, Quatre could see people holding on tightly to their hats and jackets, fighting against the fierce wind. They held onto each other for support, leaning forward, to keep from being blown over. Storm clouds hung above them, promising rain in the near future and darkness for the time being.
With a sigh, Quatre began reading another project proposal, feeling as gloomy as the weather. It had been a very boring day.
"Mr. Winner?" A voice came over his speaker.
"Yes?" He replied, trying to sound as awake as possible.
"Mr. Maxwell is here to see you. He says it's an emergency..Again.."
Duo had a tendency to insist that everything was an emergency. He would stop by to drag Quatre to lunch under the pretense nearly once a week. It drove the Marcie, secretary, crazy. The first time Duo had come, Marcie had actually burst into Quatre's office screaming.
"Should I let him in?" She asked.
"Yes," Quatre replied, setting the paper he was reading down and stretching in his seat, "Thank you, Marcie-"
"Hi Quatre!" Duo exclaimed, "Are you busy?"
"Someday there's actually going to be an emergency and Marcie won't let you in." Quatre tried to scold, though he wasn't able to suppress a grin.
"They're emergencies to me," Plopping down in the seat across from Quatre, Duo proceeded to put his feet upon the desk, "I need to talk to you."
"All right, I just need to-"
"No no," Duo interrupted, "I think we need to talk now."
With a sigh, Quatre leaned back in his chair, "What is it?"
Duo shook his head, "We need to leave. These walls have ears."
For a moment, Quatre actually thought Duo was serious and something might actually be wrong. However, Duo couldn't keep a straight face and began laughing.
"You should see the look on your face!" Regaining his composure, Duo sat up straight, "Can we go for a short walk? This really is important, I swear!"
Although Quatre didn't quite believe his friend, he followed him outside into the wind-tossed city.
1435 Hours- 2:35 PM
*Now what may have been
Has been stopped by time*
People could no longer continue their normal commutes in the city. Sirens rang through the air, echoing off of the many buildings. Police cars raced across the streets, chasing a red sports car as it ran through stop signs, red lights, and any people who got in the way. Screams sounded everywhere it went.
One block away from the Winner Corporation building, a crowd loomed around two nearly-lifeless figures, a group of police officers, and three hurrying medics. The sidewalk was stained red with blood and was met with the tears of onlookers as time progressed.
A mother tucked her daughter into her arms and burried her face within her coat. "Don't look," she whispered, as sobs began to wrack in her chest, "We need to keep walking. Keep your eyes closed."
But the girl didn't listen, and soon she began to cry as well.
1502 Hours- 3:02 PM
Sergeant Joe Ramian looked over the edge of the cliff in tired fascination. In the valley at the bottom, the red car lay in flames, its driver still inside. With a deep sigh, Sergeant Ramian reached a hand into his breast pocket and retrieved a packet of cigarettes.
"I thought you were trying to quit." His partner, Sergeant Thanner said, walking up behind him.
"I was." Ramian answered as he lit up.
1505 Hours- 3:05 PM
"I'm sorry, sir," The nurse at the counter replied to the young man, "If you aren't related to the patients, I'm not permitted to inform you of their conditions."
Hiiro glared at her from across the desk. "They're my friends, ma'am."
Standing up, the nurse scowled back at him, "Guys like you have been harassing me all day! This isn't any of your Goddamn business! Go get your story from someone else!"
1508 Hours- 3:08 PM
"Stand back!" The firefighter instructed, holding a hand out in front of the onlookers, in case they decided not to heed his orders.
A few women screamed as a huge ball of flame erupted from what had once been a sports car and ascended to the darkened sky.
"Oh God," A woman cried, "Was anyone in there?"
Removing his hat, the firefighter nodded, "We weren't here fast enough to save the driver.. He must've died from the flames about 5 minutes ago." He spat at the fire below. "Damn."
End of Chapter
Please review! Reviews make me happy and more anxious to write! ^.^ Thanks for reading! See you next chapter!
Chapter One: Wind-tossed and Blood-Soaked
Kattie
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or the song "Tears".
Song info: The music and lyrics for "Tears" were written by Yoshiki, pianist and percussionist for X-Japan. The song was performed by X-Japan. The lyrics refer to Yoshiki's father who committed suicide.
Dedication: Dedicated to Yoshiki. One of the best musicians and songwriters ever.
* Lyrics *
* "Wherever we go is okay,"
You said*
1426 Hours- 2:26 PM
Outside of his office window, Quatre could see people holding on tightly to their hats and jackets, fighting against the fierce wind. They held onto each other for support, leaning forward, to keep from being blown over. Storm clouds hung above them, promising rain in the near future and darkness for the time being.
With a sigh, Quatre began reading another project proposal, feeling as gloomy as the weather. It had been a very boring day.
"Mr. Winner?" A voice came over his speaker.
"Yes?" He replied, trying to sound as awake as possible.
"Mr. Maxwell is here to see you. He says it's an emergency..Again.."
Duo had a tendency to insist that everything was an emergency. He would stop by to drag Quatre to lunch under the pretense nearly once a week. It drove the Marcie, secretary, crazy. The first time Duo had come, Marcie had actually burst into Quatre's office screaming.
"Should I let him in?" She asked.
"Yes," Quatre replied, setting the paper he was reading down and stretching in his seat, "Thank you, Marcie-"
"Hi Quatre!" Duo exclaimed, "Are you busy?"
"Someday there's actually going to be an emergency and Marcie won't let you in." Quatre tried to scold, though he wasn't able to suppress a grin.
"They're emergencies to me," Plopping down in the seat across from Quatre, Duo proceeded to put his feet upon the desk, "I need to talk to you."
"All right, I just need to-"
"No no," Duo interrupted, "I think we need to talk now."
With a sigh, Quatre leaned back in his chair, "What is it?"
Duo shook his head, "We need to leave. These walls have ears."
For a moment, Quatre actually thought Duo was serious and something might actually be wrong. However, Duo couldn't keep a straight face and began laughing.
"You should see the look on your face!" Regaining his composure, Duo sat up straight, "Can we go for a short walk? This really is important, I swear!"
Although Quatre didn't quite believe his friend, he followed him outside into the wind-tossed city.
1435 Hours- 2:35 PM
*Now what may have been
Has been stopped by time*
People could no longer continue their normal commutes in the city. Sirens rang through the air, echoing off of the many buildings. Police cars raced across the streets, chasing a red sports car as it ran through stop signs, red lights, and any people who got in the way. Screams sounded everywhere it went.
One block away from the Winner Corporation building, a crowd loomed around two nearly-lifeless figures, a group of police officers, and three hurrying medics. The sidewalk was stained red with blood and was met with the tears of onlookers as time progressed.
A mother tucked her daughter into her arms and burried her face within her coat. "Don't look," she whispered, as sobs began to wrack in her chest, "We need to keep walking. Keep your eyes closed."
But the girl didn't listen, and soon she began to cry as well.
1502 Hours- 3:02 PM
Sergeant Joe Ramian looked over the edge of the cliff in tired fascination. In the valley at the bottom, the red car lay in flames, its driver still inside. With a deep sigh, Sergeant Ramian reached a hand into his breast pocket and retrieved a packet of cigarettes.
"I thought you were trying to quit." His partner, Sergeant Thanner said, walking up behind him.
"I was." Ramian answered as he lit up.
1505 Hours- 3:05 PM
"I'm sorry, sir," The nurse at the counter replied to the young man, "If you aren't related to the patients, I'm not permitted to inform you of their conditions."
Hiiro glared at her from across the desk. "They're my friends, ma'am."
Standing up, the nurse scowled back at him, "Guys like you have been harassing me all day! This isn't any of your Goddamn business! Go get your story from someone else!"
1508 Hours- 3:08 PM
"Stand back!" The firefighter instructed, holding a hand out in front of the onlookers, in case they decided not to heed his orders.
A few women screamed as a huge ball of flame erupted from what had once been a sports car and ascended to the darkened sky.
"Oh God," A woman cried, "Was anyone in there?"
Removing his hat, the firefighter nodded, "We weren't here fast enough to save the driver.. He must've died from the flames about 5 minutes ago." He spat at the fire below. "Damn."
End of Chapter
Please review! Reviews make me happy and more anxious to write! ^.^ Thanks for reading! See you next chapter!