The beginning
"Wha..wha..where am I?"
"In headquarters."
"Who are you."
"My name is..."
"Yes?"
"My name is Trowa Barton."
"Oh. Th-thankyou for..uh..bringing me here...what exactly happened?" "Fairy-boy here rescued you." came the voice of an attractive looking boy with
a thick brown braid. "Who are you?" Kita asked. "Captain of the deathscythe, Duo Maxwell. But, you can call me just plain Duo." he said, as he kissed her
hand. "Uh, thanks..." she said, and he left. She looked at the other boy. "Trowa, huh? Is there anybody else I should know about?" she asked, brown
eyes blazing in the dimly lit room. "Il'l introduce you later." he said in a gruff voice. "Ok," she answered. She tried to get up, and a pang of pain entered
her. He silently extended his hand. "It's your ankle. Lay off it. You should be ok." he said as he pulled her up. Weightless like a feather, he noted. He put
an arm around her shoulders, to support her. "Really, Im okay." she insisted, as he pulled her, as to what she thought was considerably closer.
She looked up into his deep green eyes. They looked oddly familiar, as if she had spent endless days gazing into them before. They reminded her of his
eyes...What a silly thing to think, she said to herself. That boy was long gone. Opportunity was knocking, and she was keen to answer the door. She
ventured out a little bit, she couldn't help it. "If I may say so, you look oddly familiar...Have I met you before or something?" she asked. He blinked his
deep green eyes. He looked sort of confused, then gave a supressed laugh. How she loved that laugh, she thought to herself. "You've seen me before,
I'm sure," he said quietly. "Where?" she ventured, "around." he said, as he left her in the hallway.
Strange, she thought to herself, watching him walk away. Why doesn't he open up a little bit? She watched him turn the corner, and go into a room.
"Oh," came a voice, "I see you've met Trowa. My name is Quatre Winner. How's you're leg? Feeling better, I hope. Would you ike a cup of tea?" She
smiled at him. "why, yes! I'd love some!" she said, as she hobbled after him. They came into a sort of kitchen/rec room space. There was one other
person sitting there. "Heero, this is her. Kita, this is Heero Yuy, captain and friend." He extended his hand. "Kita," he said repeating her name. She
smiled. He looked a lot like that first pilot...except he didn't have a uni-bang, and was considerably shorter. "Where's Wufei?" Quatre asked, as he took
out two teabags. "Wufei?" Kita asked. "Another pilot?" Heero nodded. "Went to look for Trowa." "Oh," said Quatre "That can't be good..." Heero shook
his head. "You know why. Some things never change I guess. I really thikn Wufei should learn to..."
*SMACK*
A book came flying from the hallway, hitting Quatre in the hand, causing the teacup to shatter. "I'll get that." Kita said, bending down, and picking up the
pieces, despite the pain in her leg. She was boarding with 5 young men, no pilots. No way was she going to show weakness! She listened to the yelling in
the corridor. The boy yelling was obviously Wufei, because the other voice belonged to that guy named Trowa...she let her mind drift and daydream
a little bit about him. He was so mysterious, and she loved that! She then came catapulting back into the real world when she heard Wufei talking about
her.
"Why'd you bring her here?" he yelled. "She's useless, a distraction. No help to us. All she's going to do is slow us down, Trowa! You know that! I didn't
think you were that stupid, like Maxwell, falling over some stupid girl. I thought you were smarter than that! Man, think about how you're screwing us
over! For that...that..." Wufei was clearly fuming. How dare he say those things about her! That stupid little..."Shutup Wufei. I have no feelings for her.
She's just a girl, a senseless stupid girl. The only reason I did this was because of her father. He told me to take her, Chang." "Since when did you follow
orders?" Wufei smirked. "I made a promise to her father, and I wouldn't break it. Her father is Lavan Chanma, leader of construction and biological
weapons. The leader of..." "I know who he is!" spat Wufei. "That's his daughter." "Yes. His only child. The only living heirof the Chanma blood." Wufei's
face brightened slightly. "Then she's not just your plaything, Barton. I never would have guessed." He threw him an approving glance. "So, you figure
she knows all the plans, she's going to lead us to the..."
Kita left the room in tears. She was being used. She didn't want to be here, and it was clear they didn't want her here. Just because he promised her
father! He didn't care about her...and she didn't expect him to, but still. She thought he was going to defend her! Those words hurt her worse than
Wufei's. Why did she evn bother liking him, anyways? She thought, as she slammed the door shut in a room, not hearing another word.
"She's not taking us anywhere, Wufei. Nowhere. She's staying here, and I don't care if you don't like it." growled Trowa. "I made a promise to her, and
I'm not leaving her!" Wufei looked up from the object he was about to hurl "Made a promise to her?" "Uh, her father. You know honour is most important
as a pilot. I will not disgrace his name. Do you think I wanted to do this? Do you honestly think so?" That shut Wufei up for a while. "Look," Trowa
continued, a little while after. "You don't have to have any part in this. Keep away from her if you don't want to be around her, but I don't think it could
hurt." he said, and walked off.
"It has to be true then. After all these years...I didn't think I'd ever see her again. She's changed so much, and besides, she hasn't recognized me yet. I
plan to keep it that way. I don't want to have to take the responsibility of worrying about her...Or, maybe it's me who's changed. He said to himself as
he halted in the hallway. He heard something, a desperate, sad sound, and slightly opened the door. "Leave me alone..."
"Wha..wha..where am I?"
"In headquarters."
"Who are you."
"My name is..."
"Yes?"
"My name is Trowa Barton."
"Oh. Th-thankyou for..uh..bringing me here...what exactly happened?" "Fairy-boy here rescued you." came the voice of an attractive looking boy with
a thick brown braid. "Who are you?" Kita asked. "Captain of the deathscythe, Duo Maxwell. But, you can call me just plain Duo." he said, as he kissed her
hand. "Uh, thanks..." she said, and he left. She looked at the other boy. "Trowa, huh? Is there anybody else I should know about?" she asked, brown
eyes blazing in the dimly lit room. "Il'l introduce you later." he said in a gruff voice. "Ok," she answered. She tried to get up, and a pang of pain entered
her. He silently extended his hand. "It's your ankle. Lay off it. You should be ok." he said as he pulled her up. Weightless like a feather, he noted. He put
an arm around her shoulders, to support her. "Really, Im okay." she insisted, as he pulled her, as to what she thought was considerably closer.
She looked up into his deep green eyes. They looked oddly familiar, as if she had spent endless days gazing into them before. They reminded her of his
eyes...What a silly thing to think, she said to herself. That boy was long gone. Opportunity was knocking, and she was keen to answer the door. She
ventured out a little bit, she couldn't help it. "If I may say so, you look oddly familiar...Have I met you before or something?" she asked. He blinked his
deep green eyes. He looked sort of confused, then gave a supressed laugh. How she loved that laugh, she thought to herself. "You've seen me before,
I'm sure," he said quietly. "Where?" she ventured, "around." he said, as he left her in the hallway.
Strange, she thought to herself, watching him walk away. Why doesn't he open up a little bit? She watched him turn the corner, and go into a room.
"Oh," came a voice, "I see you've met Trowa. My name is Quatre Winner. How's you're leg? Feeling better, I hope. Would you ike a cup of tea?" She
smiled at him. "why, yes! I'd love some!" she said, as she hobbled after him. They came into a sort of kitchen/rec room space. There was one other
person sitting there. "Heero, this is her. Kita, this is Heero Yuy, captain and friend." He extended his hand. "Kita," he said repeating her name. She
smiled. He looked a lot like that first pilot...except he didn't have a uni-bang, and was considerably shorter. "Where's Wufei?" Quatre asked, as he took
out two teabags. "Wufei?" Kita asked. "Another pilot?" Heero nodded. "Went to look for Trowa." "Oh," said Quatre "That can't be good..." Heero shook
his head. "You know why. Some things never change I guess. I really thikn Wufei should learn to..."
*SMACK*
A book came flying from the hallway, hitting Quatre in the hand, causing the teacup to shatter. "I'll get that." Kita said, bending down, and picking up the
pieces, despite the pain in her leg. She was boarding with 5 young men, no pilots. No way was she going to show weakness! She listened to the yelling in
the corridor. The boy yelling was obviously Wufei, because the other voice belonged to that guy named Trowa...she let her mind drift and daydream
a little bit about him. He was so mysterious, and she loved that! She then came catapulting back into the real world when she heard Wufei talking about
her.
"Why'd you bring her here?" he yelled. "She's useless, a distraction. No help to us. All she's going to do is slow us down, Trowa! You know that! I didn't
think you were that stupid, like Maxwell, falling over some stupid girl. I thought you were smarter than that! Man, think about how you're screwing us
over! For that...that..." Wufei was clearly fuming. How dare he say those things about her! That stupid little..."Shutup Wufei. I have no feelings for her.
She's just a girl, a senseless stupid girl. The only reason I did this was because of her father. He told me to take her, Chang." "Since when did you follow
orders?" Wufei smirked. "I made a promise to her father, and I wouldn't break it. Her father is Lavan Chanma, leader of construction and biological
weapons. The leader of..." "I know who he is!" spat Wufei. "That's his daughter." "Yes. His only child. The only living heirof the Chanma blood." Wufei's
face brightened slightly. "Then she's not just your plaything, Barton. I never would have guessed." He threw him an approving glance. "So, you figure
she knows all the plans, she's going to lead us to the..."
Kita left the room in tears. She was being used. She didn't want to be here, and it was clear they didn't want her here. Just because he promised her
father! He didn't care about her...and she didn't expect him to, but still. She thought he was going to defend her! Those words hurt her worse than
Wufei's. Why did she evn bother liking him, anyways? She thought, as she slammed the door shut in a room, not hearing another word.
"She's not taking us anywhere, Wufei. Nowhere. She's staying here, and I don't care if you don't like it." growled Trowa. "I made a promise to her, and
I'm not leaving her!" Wufei looked up from the object he was about to hurl "Made a promise to her?" "Uh, her father. You know honour is most important
as a pilot. I will not disgrace his name. Do you think I wanted to do this? Do you honestly think so?" That shut Wufei up for a while. "Look," Trowa
continued, a little while after. "You don't have to have any part in this. Keep away from her if you don't want to be around her, but I don't think it could
hurt." he said, and walked off.
"It has to be true then. After all these years...I didn't think I'd ever see her again. She's changed so much, and besides, she hasn't recognized me yet. I
plan to keep it that way. I don't want to have to take the responsibility of worrying about her...Or, maybe it's me who's changed. He said to himself as
he halted in the hallway. He heard something, a desperate, sad sound, and slightly opened the door. "Leave me alone..."