Chapter Nineteen: Secrets Revealed, Sorrowful Ending.
Disclaimer: I'm sad to say that none of these characters belong to me except the children. If they were I would be a billionaire and probably would not be seen here writing fanfiction from my own series. ;_;
Note: I know I said last week but I got caught up with finals and studying for them. I graduated from High school guys! June 13, 2003!!!! I'm so glad! Now for college! Oh boy ^_^;
On with the story!
In advance I apologize for the cursing in this chapter if I decide to put them in! You know who will be saying them so I don't need to announce them ^_^;;
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The thunder roared through the halls of the Crystal Palace of Tokyo. Lightning illuminated a well-embellished room as a young girl sat up from her bed in fright. Bringing her hands to her heart she pressed them as near as she could as if trying to slow down the fast beating of the organ. Her facial expression express one of worry as she tried to regain her breath while taking in deep but shallow breathes. She shut her eyes for a moment before opening them again. The dimness of her eyes blended well with the darkness of her and her sisters' room, while her long hair draped like a curtain over her shoulders and covering her eyes from view. Slowly, she turned her head to her side so her eyes would have a better glimpse of her sister who was sleeping in the other side of their room. Her body relaxed in relief that she did not wake her up.
Something was up. She knew that much. She would have dreams hinting that things would happen everything something was to go bad. She silently and gently lifted the covers from her lower body and shifted her position so her feet would touch the ground. Once they touched she lifted herself off her bed and onto the ground. Looking at her sister she softly ran to the door allowing her hair to float behind her and opened the door without noise. Looking back at her sister once more she closed the door after noting she was still asleep.
Picking up her pace, she ran down the halls and into the communication room where they would always meet for Toru's calls. Looking at the panels where the controls laid she shut her eyes tight, trying to remember what buttons her queen, or her mother or Toru's mother would always use when contacting Toru. When she remembered she quickly opened her eyes and replayed what she saw physically on the board. Soon the screen flickered to life and she smiled satisfied.
"Toru." She whispered. When nothing happened she whispered his name again. On the seventh call did she see the face of her crush. Worry quickly washed over her face when she saw his puffy eyes open and glance at her. Quickly he tried to wipe his eyes of the traces of tears that were left. "Toru." She whispered softly.
"Miya, why are you calling?" He asked as he looked down at her confused yet serious.
"I.I was worried." She replied as she lowered her eyes. "I had a dream, is everything alright over there?" She glanced up at him and kept her black eyes on him.
Toru put on a smile that was convincing enough not to worry her but once he spoke she knew something was amiss. Slowly she shook her head and Toru knew she wasn't fooled. He drew silent. "Don't Toru." She spoke as she looked at him with a sad yet smiling face. "You don't need to hide anything from me, you know that."
Toru smirked. "Just like you tried to hide your crush from me?"
Immediately Miya blushed as she looked away. "That's not the point." She mumbled but made sure he heard it.
Toru smiled softly at the younger girl. "Sorry Mi-chan."
The brunette looked in surprise as her eyes flew to meet his. He had never called her anything but Miya in the past. She had always wanted him to call her something no one has called her before. Something that would be his. She knew she was young and nothing about love but she knew she liked him and that he made her feel special when ever he would look at her or smile at her. Her eyes soften as a smile grew on her face. "Ru-kun." She called him by her nickname. "Please tell me what made you cry." She asked softly.
Toru lost his smile as he looked down at his hands. He didn't know how he would tell her this. He didn't know how he would explain to her that he had messed up their lives. How was he to tell her that if the adults in his time don't change their ways of thinking he and the kids will never be born? He couldn't. His eyes looked everywhere but hers.
Miya smiled sympathetically, as she listened to what his thoughts were radiating off of him. Apparently he had forgotten her gift. "It's alright Toru." She told him confidently, surprising him. She knew she didn't have to explain herself as she watched as he remembered her gift since birth. "I believe everything will come out right. You did what you could."
"But what if their stupid pride gets in the way? I know my father and mother Miya! Their pride is as thick as wood!" He exclaimed worried and somewhat irritated.
"And I know how deeply in love they are Toru. You should know that the most. They love each other more than their own lives, I've seen it and felt it. They will come back together in the end."
"But what if they don't? You won't be born! Nor would I or any of out friends or siblings!" He exclaimed as he stood up from his seat on his bed. "Father is leaving in two months time to a new mission. Mother lost her baby! Everyone is split up! The outers won't let mom see father and father's pride won't let him see her! Mi-chan I'm scared what if I fail in bringing them back? We'll all disappear."
Miya frowned. "Toru, have faith in what you're doing. Don't worry too much." before she could finish the door to the room opened and Miya quickly turned around and switched the screen off as she stared into her father's black eyes. "Dad."
"Miya, what are you doing here? You know you are not allowed in this room without an adult." The man spoke a bit stern as he walked closer. Ignoring his daughter's protest he switched on the screen and to her delight and relief the communicator was off. Toru must have heard what was going on and quickly ended their link. Wufei looked down at her before he sighed and let it go. "Come on, lets move before your mother sees us."
Miya smiled and nodded. She took her father's hand and allowed him to lead her out of the room and into her room.
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Toru sighed as he shut the communicator off. Someone had caught them talking, he just hoped that she wasn't in too much trouble. Placing the communicator in his drawer in the mansion room he marched straight to bed with his head filled with unanswered questions. He laid in the bed that he and his mother use to share and laid flat on the bed. The bed was big and lonely without him mom. She had always made him feel trouble-free and content and the thought of him never knowing his mother's touch or scent or loving ways worried him so much. Turning to his side he faced the cradle that kept Matsu in. She was sleeping yet she looked as if she wasn't enjoying the sleep, he could tell that something was on her mind. Slowly he moved out of his bed and went to her. Picking her up from her bed he held her tightly next to him and laid on his bed. Immediately he could feel her body relax next to his as she cuddled closer to him. "Matsu." He whispered softly as he folded his arms around her small body and spoke gently in her ear, "I know how you feel."
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Diamond shaped obsidian eyes were as round as they possibly could be as the raven haired pilot of gundam 05 pushed himself back from the door and leaned on the wall behind him. Did he hear right? His eyes glanced around as his mind tried to think of logical answers for the questions that are forming into his mind. From what he understood from the conversation Toru had, with someone he heard him call Miya, he was the son of Heiji and Makoto. But how the hell could he be here when he is from the future if that was the case?
He needed to report this to the others. But it was a slim chance that they would believe him in this one. He even doubted himself on this one! The honorable Chinese warrior looked back into the crack the door made and peered at the two children that were sleeping in the bed Makoto once slept in. They seem to hold on to each other as if they didn't want to lose one another while they slept. 'But if this was true then it will clearly explain the disturbing resemblance the two children had to Makoto and Heiji.Heero.' He thought as he pulled away from the door and closed it shut. 'Then our theory in the first place was correct.' He spoke to himself as he thought of the remaining pilots excluding the Perfect Soldier.
No need to wake the others up so early in the morning. He would simply just bring it up calmly to the others tomorrow when Heero wasn't around and then they would talk about it.or maybe he shouldn't and just wait until something happens to confirm what he had just heard. But for now he would go back asleep and maybe now he won't dream of the priestess.
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In a dark light room, a woman laid in bed under her covers. Ever since the trip back from the hospital she had went straight into her room in the house of the Outers and locked her self in without a word. It had been fourteen days since she had came back from the hospital, which had kept her in for a month and a half. She had uttered no words, nor had she allowed anyone to see her. The outers had been worried and she knew that much because they would stand by her door every once in a while to either give her food or to see if she was all right. She never touched the food nor has she spoken to any of them. She didn't feel like socializing with anyone. She felt more like dying than anything else, yet she knew that her princess would not grant her that wish, nor would the crystal because of her immortality and her bond to the others. She was trapped in a world that brought her nothing but pain and heartache. She didn't know why her mother of centuries ago sent her here knowing that she would suffer this much. The man she loved not only cast her away ones but twice and the family she had always dreamed of having since her earth parents died was taken away from her, leaving her empty and used.
Green eyes that are still glazed over with tears that never seem to end fell from her eyes and created a small puddle on her bed sheet under her face. The slight touch she had felt moments ago had caused her to come back to reality. The one thing she wanted to escape with her might. Although she knew someone was behind her she refuse to move an inch. She didn't have any motivations in seeing anyone, instead she just listened.
"Princess." The voice whispered and immediately Makoto knew who it was. She can acknowledge that particular voice anywhere she went. She was wondering when her leader of the outer senshi would come and try to get her out of the room like the others have tried and failed. "Princess, you must get some fresh air. You're putting yourself in danger."
When she didn't respond the older woman by far greater years sighed and eased her self down on the bed, she stood in front of. "Princess, please listen to me. Unlike the others I believe that you should see Heiji once more. He is leaving in a short amount of time. Princess, if you do not see him before he leaves you shall be more miserable than you are now. Please hear me and go." She took her hand away from the brunette's arms and slowly returned to the gates.
Makoto looked surprised and worried. Why would Heiji be leaving? Was it because of her? 'Heiji.'
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Downstairs in a well-adorned leaving room, the warriors of Saturn and Uranus occupied the spacious room. Haruka was sitting on the edge of one of the three couches while her elbows were propped on her knees and her chin resting on her hands. Her mind was doing a one eighty as she was worried for the brunette's health. The younger girl was watching the news, her eyes were glued on it was she watched what was happening in Tokyo. The door on the other side of the room that led to the kitchen, slid open and Michiru stepped out. She had finished doing the washing from the dinner they had ate. "She's not down yet?" The warrior of Neptune asked.
The blonde closed her eyes solemnly while slightly shaking her head. "No".
Without moving her gaze from the TV Hotaru conversed, "I sensed Setsuna-mama a few minutes ago." She paused when she felt the gaze of the two warriors on her. "She left already."
"Makoto." Michiru whispered.
Hotaru nodded. "Princess, wants to see Heiji again, I can feel it, but her fright and pride are stopping her." She whispered, changing the subject quickly. She already knew why Pluto was here. She knew that she had told their princess to see the man. She wasn't too happy with it.
Haruka sneered as the look of disdain was expressed on her flawless face, "She won't see him."
"Ruka-chan."
"No Michiru!" The blonde snapped and pivoted to see the aqua haired woman. Her harsh gaze soften when she realized the tone of her voice, she didn't mean for it to sound so cruel but she had to protect her princess. "Those men are nothing but trouble to us. It would be best if she just forgets about him."
"Haruka that's."
"But I can't." A below the average whisper cut off Michiru as it was heard by the three dwellers of the room. The guardians turned their attention to the new being that stood by the door. They grew alarmed at the image they saw of their once vivacious princess. The first thing they noticed was the weight loss she had lost over the past fourteen days, it wasn't as much that they could see the bones clearly but enough to slightly outline them. The clothes that fit so perfectly on her before was now somewhat big on her. They could tell that she was exhausted by just the way she leaned on the door post, her eyes that attracted so many people because of their beauty now seemed as if they were haunted by sorrow and anger while at the same time looked lifeless. Her hair fell limp against her shoulder and lost its shimmer.
Haruka immediately stood up as she looked at Makoto with slight shock. She had not expected the brunette to come down so soon. She was happy that she had left her room but she wasn't pleased by the words that fled her lips. A frown formed on her face. What was she thinking? Was she even thinking at all? That man she cared for so intensely was responsible for the child's death, her child! Why would she want to see him? She didn't understand. As her mind kept bringing ideas she voiced them, and was shocked by the response. Makoto did not get annoyed as much as she thought she would. She had answered her with such a grace and calmness that it awed her, yet she could still hear the sadness in her voice. "Because I love him." She said. She made it sound so easy.
Hearing those words spoken, Hotaru glanced away from the TV that held her attention. She watched as her leader, Makoto pushed herself away from the doorpost only to lose her balance. Worry filled the warrior of death and destruction when Makoto didn't move from her legs and stood back up. She stood from the couch and ran to her leader. Kneeling in front of her, Hotaru clasped both of Makoto's shoulder and looked at her concerned. "Mako- chan, you need your rest." She whispered.
"Please Haruka, Let me go." The brunette uttered as she ignored the words Hotaru had spoken. Her eyes glued to the ground. "He's leaving.I need to see him one more time."
"Why?" The blonde exclaimed. "You shouldn't see him Mako! He's not good enough for you!"
Makoto's shoulder started to shake as she tried to control her tears and sobs. "Why can't you understand?" She looked up at the second leader of her senshis with desperation. The hurt look that radiated smacked Haruka in the face while Michiru looked away sadden. "You're in love with Michi aren't you? Then why can't you understand what I'm going through!"
"Mako." Haruka whispered. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, she had already thought of what would happen to her if she were separated from Michiru. She wouldn't know what to do. She would be lost. Sighing in defeat, Haruka walked up to Makoto and stared in her eyes for a long moment before offering her hand to the brunette. "I'll take you.after you eat something."
Michiru and Hotaru smiled small smile when they saw Makoto reach for the fair-haired's hand.
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The Perfect Soldier sat by his desk sorting out reports he hadn't touched since he had met up with Makoto last year. For the past month and a half Heiji's mind was always on Makoto and it pained him that he wasn't there with her, helping her. But he believed that his decision to have Heero return and forget about Mako and himself was a perfect one. He wouldn't put her in danger and he would let her get on with her life. Especially after he leaves. He wouldn't see his Ko-chan anymore and her safety would be secured. He just hoped she would forgive him one day. So for the past month and a half, Heero had taken over. The same monotone and coldness maybe even colder than what the guys are use too, came back. Even though Heero was back, parts of the others were relieved. They were beginning to think that the person they knew and cared for was gone and replaced with some one they hardly knew. But some part of them, even Wufei, felt sorry for him and wished that there were some way for him to stay Heiji and stay with Makoto. But from the way the doctors acted it was impossible.
Heero placed the last report away in a file before he turned to his lab top and opened his mailbox. He read the content of a new email from Dr.J. It had asked him whether he had finished with the report and ready to leave. His reply was yes. Now all he had to do was receive a reply from the doctor and he and the others would leave. His bags were already packed and ready. Shutting off his lab top he moved away from the desk by pushing his chair away from the desk. Clasping both the chair arms, with the force of his arms he slowly pushed him self up and stood there in silence before he turned to walk to the wide window that showed the front of Quatre's mansion.
After a long moment of just staring he turned around but something from the corner of his eyes caught his attention. Turning swiftly he stared at a yellow car pull up to the entrance of the mansion and from the driver's seat a figure hidden in a long jacket and hat emerged and quickly ran to the passenger side where she opened the door. What he observed next took his breath as he watched the familiar brunette stand out. He watched as she hugged the other one and from what he could see, she was exchanging words with the person before the other being walked back to the car and drove off.
"Why." He managed to uttered as he looked away from the window. Soon he heard the doorbell ring and looked at the door that led out to the hallway. "Ko-chan, please don't...don't make it harder."
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Meanwhile, Haruka stopped her car in front of Quatre's door after she had gotten out of the car to opened the gates. She sat back on her chair and after a silent moment she looked at the brunette who looked exhausted yet anxious. "I'll open the door for you." She spoke softly before getting out and running to the other side after she had secured a hat on her head. Quickly she opened the door for her princess and helped her out.
Makoto smiled at the blonde with gratitude before she hugged her. Letting go, the brunette looked up at the blonde and smiled one last time. "Come pick me up when I call, alright?"
"Hai."
"Thank you Ruka." Makoto whispered as she slowly walked away from the taller woman and rang the doorbell where she met startled cobalt blue eyes that belonged to Duo Maxwell. "Mako."
"I need to see Hei.Heero."
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As there was a knock on the door Heero looked up from the ground he was staring at. He knew Mako would come and see him so he sat on his bed with his arms resting on his thighs, waiting for her. Unhurriedly, Heero stood up and walked over to the door. He was nervous but at the same time excited, worried, and angered. Angered because she came to see him even though she knew she couldn't and put her self at risk once more. With shaky hands, he grasped the doorknob and pulled it open. There in loose pants and shirt stood his Ko-chan. But as he studied her more he saw what the outer senshi saw but only healthier since she had eating something. She still showed lost of weight but her complexion improved. Moving away from the door he allowed her to enter. He watched as she wiped her tears away with her hand before she turned to him. "I missed you Heiji."
Heero looked away from her. How he wanted to say those words to her but he couldn't, fearing he would keep her with him forever. He missed the tears that formed in Mako's eyes when he turned his back to her. Her hand went to her chest where her heart laid. Her gaze fell to the floor. "You were going to leave without seeing me?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Why are you leaving? Heiji.I need you right now. Can't you stay for a little longer?"
"I.I can't." He stuttered.
"Heij."
"Please Makoto don't." He pleaded as he sat on the bed.
"Heiji." She whispered desperate for him to change his mind. "At least tell me why you're leaving all of a sudden." She asked as she knelt at the foot of Heiji's bed. When he didn't answer she tried again this time more forceful. "Look at me and tell me you don't want to see me anymore and I'll leave and never look back." The tall man looked at her surprised and stared into her eyes that radiated such demand. There was no way he could tell her that. He loved her too much.
They both were looking at each other's eyes; one was shining with demand while the other was determined not to show any affection.
Little did they know that this contest they held would come to a draw. Heiji always knew that she held something in her eyes that captivated him so much, he noticed her gaze softened. Little did he know that his eyes were showing the same to the brunette. They were lost in each other's gaze. Heiji had no recollection of him placing his left hand on Makoto's cheeks while the other hand slipped around her waist pulling her dangerously close to him. He soon felt her hand on his chest, just where his heart was still beating fast and strong.
Makoto felt weak from just staring at him, her heart thrashing in her chest. She felt like she was like a moth and he the flame. She felt warm and safe against him. Her bottom lip quivered as she felt his breath on hers while his lips barely touched hers. She wanted more, she needed more. To savor that touch before they would separate would give her such hope and life back into her life.
Heiji drowning in her gaze, moved with her as though he had no longer any control over his actions and he didn't care. Their eyes had closed and their mouths were almost locked in one of the most intensifying kiss they had ever felt in their lifetime. Pleasure washed over them as they were lost in their own worlds. Heiji pulled her closer to him until she was on his lap, he was aware of her chest heaving up and down while pressed to his chest almost crushingly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Heiji." She whispered when the kiss was broken. Both panting heavily looked at one another in the eyes before returning to their ecstasy. Heiji turned slightly and gently lowered Mako to the bed without breaking their kiss.
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In the middle of the night Prussian eyes opened slightly. From his previous engagement he was pretty tired. He moved and positioned himself on his elbow and looked down at the captivating brunette next to him. A small smile played on his lips before the screen to his laptop on his right took his attention. He cursed as he read 'one new message' that had probably have popped in the night, during his and Makoto's coupling. Slowly and gently so not to wake the woman he was fond of, he slid out of bed and not bothering to put anything on he walked to his computer. Clicking on the message it read. 'Good, we are waiting in L1. You have three hours.' Heiji cursed once more. Why was this always happening to him? Why couldn't he live in peace? He wanted to be with Mako, why couldn't he? Sighing he picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom next door he shared with Duo.
After he left the bathroom dressed and took hold of his duffle bag, he walked to Makoto and watched as slept peacefully for a moment. As if he was trying to remember the last time he would see her. Taking the cover that laid on her stomach, he placed it on her so it would cover her fully. Brushing her hair back tenderly, he placed a note next to her face before he left her life.
Moments later the pilots were gathered downstairs ready to leave, waiting for one person. Heero. They knew he and Mako had spent the night with each other and gave enough respect to wait for Heero downstairs. As movements could be heard they turned to see Heero walking down the stairs slowly. He looked as if nothing had happened but once he looked at them in the eyes, they could see that he was hurting more than anything they could imaging before he put on his final mask.
High above was Toru watching with tears in his eyes.
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Author's note: Sorry it took so long. But I wanted to take my time so I can get the feelings I wanted from each characters out but I'm not sure if I did that right ^_^; One more chapter lift (hopefully unless my muse decides to get the better of me.) If the end seemed a little too touch as in hentai than I'm sorry but I tried to stay away from that as best as I could without killing the scene.
Not a lot of Jupiter authors around ;_;
Tell me what you think please. And please don't give me a one-word review. Give me something that will help me write the last chapter well so you would enjoy it more!
Disclaimer: I'm sad to say that none of these characters belong to me except the children. If they were I would be a billionaire and probably would not be seen here writing fanfiction from my own series. ;_;
Note: I know I said last week but I got caught up with finals and studying for them. I graduated from High school guys! June 13, 2003!!!! I'm so glad! Now for college! Oh boy ^_^;
On with the story!
In advance I apologize for the cursing in this chapter if I decide to put them in! You know who will be saying them so I don't need to announce them ^_^;;
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The thunder roared through the halls of the Crystal Palace of Tokyo. Lightning illuminated a well-embellished room as a young girl sat up from her bed in fright. Bringing her hands to her heart she pressed them as near as she could as if trying to slow down the fast beating of the organ. Her facial expression express one of worry as she tried to regain her breath while taking in deep but shallow breathes. She shut her eyes for a moment before opening them again. The dimness of her eyes blended well with the darkness of her and her sisters' room, while her long hair draped like a curtain over her shoulders and covering her eyes from view. Slowly, she turned her head to her side so her eyes would have a better glimpse of her sister who was sleeping in the other side of their room. Her body relaxed in relief that she did not wake her up.
Something was up. She knew that much. She would have dreams hinting that things would happen everything something was to go bad. She silently and gently lifted the covers from her lower body and shifted her position so her feet would touch the ground. Once they touched she lifted herself off her bed and onto the ground. Looking at her sister she softly ran to the door allowing her hair to float behind her and opened the door without noise. Looking back at her sister once more she closed the door after noting she was still asleep.
Picking up her pace, she ran down the halls and into the communication room where they would always meet for Toru's calls. Looking at the panels where the controls laid she shut her eyes tight, trying to remember what buttons her queen, or her mother or Toru's mother would always use when contacting Toru. When she remembered she quickly opened her eyes and replayed what she saw physically on the board. Soon the screen flickered to life and she smiled satisfied.
"Toru." She whispered. When nothing happened she whispered his name again. On the seventh call did she see the face of her crush. Worry quickly washed over her face when she saw his puffy eyes open and glance at her. Quickly he tried to wipe his eyes of the traces of tears that were left. "Toru." She whispered softly.
"Miya, why are you calling?" He asked as he looked down at her confused yet serious.
"I.I was worried." She replied as she lowered her eyes. "I had a dream, is everything alright over there?" She glanced up at him and kept her black eyes on him.
Toru put on a smile that was convincing enough not to worry her but once he spoke she knew something was amiss. Slowly she shook her head and Toru knew she wasn't fooled. He drew silent. "Don't Toru." She spoke as she looked at him with a sad yet smiling face. "You don't need to hide anything from me, you know that."
Toru smirked. "Just like you tried to hide your crush from me?"
Immediately Miya blushed as she looked away. "That's not the point." She mumbled but made sure he heard it.
Toru smiled softly at the younger girl. "Sorry Mi-chan."
The brunette looked in surprise as her eyes flew to meet his. He had never called her anything but Miya in the past. She had always wanted him to call her something no one has called her before. Something that would be his. She knew she was young and nothing about love but she knew she liked him and that he made her feel special when ever he would look at her or smile at her. Her eyes soften as a smile grew on her face. "Ru-kun." She called him by her nickname. "Please tell me what made you cry." She asked softly.
Toru lost his smile as he looked down at his hands. He didn't know how he would tell her this. He didn't know how he would explain to her that he had messed up their lives. How was he to tell her that if the adults in his time don't change their ways of thinking he and the kids will never be born? He couldn't. His eyes looked everywhere but hers.
Miya smiled sympathetically, as she listened to what his thoughts were radiating off of him. Apparently he had forgotten her gift. "It's alright Toru." She told him confidently, surprising him. She knew she didn't have to explain herself as she watched as he remembered her gift since birth. "I believe everything will come out right. You did what you could."
"But what if their stupid pride gets in the way? I know my father and mother Miya! Their pride is as thick as wood!" He exclaimed worried and somewhat irritated.
"And I know how deeply in love they are Toru. You should know that the most. They love each other more than their own lives, I've seen it and felt it. They will come back together in the end."
"But what if they don't? You won't be born! Nor would I or any of out friends or siblings!" He exclaimed as he stood up from his seat on his bed. "Father is leaving in two months time to a new mission. Mother lost her baby! Everyone is split up! The outers won't let mom see father and father's pride won't let him see her! Mi-chan I'm scared what if I fail in bringing them back? We'll all disappear."
Miya frowned. "Toru, have faith in what you're doing. Don't worry too much." before she could finish the door to the room opened and Miya quickly turned around and switched the screen off as she stared into her father's black eyes. "Dad."
"Miya, what are you doing here? You know you are not allowed in this room without an adult." The man spoke a bit stern as he walked closer. Ignoring his daughter's protest he switched on the screen and to her delight and relief the communicator was off. Toru must have heard what was going on and quickly ended their link. Wufei looked down at her before he sighed and let it go. "Come on, lets move before your mother sees us."
Miya smiled and nodded. She took her father's hand and allowed him to lead her out of the room and into her room.
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Toru sighed as he shut the communicator off. Someone had caught them talking, he just hoped that she wasn't in too much trouble. Placing the communicator in his drawer in the mansion room he marched straight to bed with his head filled with unanswered questions. He laid in the bed that he and his mother use to share and laid flat on the bed. The bed was big and lonely without him mom. She had always made him feel trouble-free and content and the thought of him never knowing his mother's touch or scent or loving ways worried him so much. Turning to his side he faced the cradle that kept Matsu in. She was sleeping yet she looked as if she wasn't enjoying the sleep, he could tell that something was on her mind. Slowly he moved out of his bed and went to her. Picking her up from her bed he held her tightly next to him and laid on his bed. Immediately he could feel her body relax next to his as she cuddled closer to him. "Matsu." He whispered softly as he folded his arms around her small body and spoke gently in her ear, "I know how you feel."
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Diamond shaped obsidian eyes were as round as they possibly could be as the raven haired pilot of gundam 05 pushed himself back from the door and leaned on the wall behind him. Did he hear right? His eyes glanced around as his mind tried to think of logical answers for the questions that are forming into his mind. From what he understood from the conversation Toru had, with someone he heard him call Miya, he was the son of Heiji and Makoto. But how the hell could he be here when he is from the future if that was the case?
He needed to report this to the others. But it was a slim chance that they would believe him in this one. He even doubted himself on this one! The honorable Chinese warrior looked back into the crack the door made and peered at the two children that were sleeping in the bed Makoto once slept in. They seem to hold on to each other as if they didn't want to lose one another while they slept. 'But if this was true then it will clearly explain the disturbing resemblance the two children had to Makoto and Heiji.Heero.' He thought as he pulled away from the door and closed it shut. 'Then our theory in the first place was correct.' He spoke to himself as he thought of the remaining pilots excluding the Perfect Soldier.
No need to wake the others up so early in the morning. He would simply just bring it up calmly to the others tomorrow when Heero wasn't around and then they would talk about it.or maybe he shouldn't and just wait until something happens to confirm what he had just heard. But for now he would go back asleep and maybe now he won't dream of the priestess.
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In a dark light room, a woman laid in bed under her covers. Ever since the trip back from the hospital she had went straight into her room in the house of the Outers and locked her self in without a word. It had been fourteen days since she had came back from the hospital, which had kept her in for a month and a half. She had uttered no words, nor had she allowed anyone to see her. The outers had been worried and she knew that much because they would stand by her door every once in a while to either give her food or to see if she was all right. She never touched the food nor has she spoken to any of them. She didn't feel like socializing with anyone. She felt more like dying than anything else, yet she knew that her princess would not grant her that wish, nor would the crystal because of her immortality and her bond to the others. She was trapped in a world that brought her nothing but pain and heartache. She didn't know why her mother of centuries ago sent her here knowing that she would suffer this much. The man she loved not only cast her away ones but twice and the family she had always dreamed of having since her earth parents died was taken away from her, leaving her empty and used.
Green eyes that are still glazed over with tears that never seem to end fell from her eyes and created a small puddle on her bed sheet under her face. The slight touch she had felt moments ago had caused her to come back to reality. The one thing she wanted to escape with her might. Although she knew someone was behind her she refuse to move an inch. She didn't have any motivations in seeing anyone, instead she just listened.
"Princess." The voice whispered and immediately Makoto knew who it was. She can acknowledge that particular voice anywhere she went. She was wondering when her leader of the outer senshi would come and try to get her out of the room like the others have tried and failed. "Princess, you must get some fresh air. You're putting yourself in danger."
When she didn't respond the older woman by far greater years sighed and eased her self down on the bed, she stood in front of. "Princess, please listen to me. Unlike the others I believe that you should see Heiji once more. He is leaving in a short amount of time. Princess, if you do not see him before he leaves you shall be more miserable than you are now. Please hear me and go." She took her hand away from the brunette's arms and slowly returned to the gates.
Makoto looked surprised and worried. Why would Heiji be leaving? Was it because of her? 'Heiji.'
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Downstairs in a well-adorned leaving room, the warriors of Saturn and Uranus occupied the spacious room. Haruka was sitting on the edge of one of the three couches while her elbows were propped on her knees and her chin resting on her hands. Her mind was doing a one eighty as she was worried for the brunette's health. The younger girl was watching the news, her eyes were glued on it was she watched what was happening in Tokyo. The door on the other side of the room that led to the kitchen, slid open and Michiru stepped out. She had finished doing the washing from the dinner they had ate. "She's not down yet?" The warrior of Neptune asked.
The blonde closed her eyes solemnly while slightly shaking her head. "No".
Without moving her gaze from the TV Hotaru conversed, "I sensed Setsuna-mama a few minutes ago." She paused when she felt the gaze of the two warriors on her. "She left already."
"Makoto." Michiru whispered.
Hotaru nodded. "Princess, wants to see Heiji again, I can feel it, but her fright and pride are stopping her." She whispered, changing the subject quickly. She already knew why Pluto was here. She knew that she had told their princess to see the man. She wasn't too happy with it.
Haruka sneered as the look of disdain was expressed on her flawless face, "She won't see him."
"Ruka-chan."
"No Michiru!" The blonde snapped and pivoted to see the aqua haired woman. Her harsh gaze soften when she realized the tone of her voice, she didn't mean for it to sound so cruel but she had to protect her princess. "Those men are nothing but trouble to us. It would be best if she just forgets about him."
"Haruka that's."
"But I can't." A below the average whisper cut off Michiru as it was heard by the three dwellers of the room. The guardians turned their attention to the new being that stood by the door. They grew alarmed at the image they saw of their once vivacious princess. The first thing they noticed was the weight loss she had lost over the past fourteen days, it wasn't as much that they could see the bones clearly but enough to slightly outline them. The clothes that fit so perfectly on her before was now somewhat big on her. They could tell that she was exhausted by just the way she leaned on the door post, her eyes that attracted so many people because of their beauty now seemed as if they were haunted by sorrow and anger while at the same time looked lifeless. Her hair fell limp against her shoulder and lost its shimmer.
Haruka immediately stood up as she looked at Makoto with slight shock. She had not expected the brunette to come down so soon. She was happy that she had left her room but she wasn't pleased by the words that fled her lips. A frown formed on her face. What was she thinking? Was she even thinking at all? That man she cared for so intensely was responsible for the child's death, her child! Why would she want to see him? She didn't understand. As her mind kept bringing ideas she voiced them, and was shocked by the response. Makoto did not get annoyed as much as she thought she would. She had answered her with such a grace and calmness that it awed her, yet she could still hear the sadness in her voice. "Because I love him." She said. She made it sound so easy.
Hearing those words spoken, Hotaru glanced away from the TV that held her attention. She watched as her leader, Makoto pushed herself away from the doorpost only to lose her balance. Worry filled the warrior of death and destruction when Makoto didn't move from her legs and stood back up. She stood from the couch and ran to her leader. Kneeling in front of her, Hotaru clasped both of Makoto's shoulder and looked at her concerned. "Mako- chan, you need your rest." She whispered.
"Please Haruka, Let me go." The brunette uttered as she ignored the words Hotaru had spoken. Her eyes glued to the ground. "He's leaving.I need to see him one more time."
"Why?" The blonde exclaimed. "You shouldn't see him Mako! He's not good enough for you!"
Makoto's shoulder started to shake as she tried to control her tears and sobs. "Why can't you understand?" She looked up at the second leader of her senshis with desperation. The hurt look that radiated smacked Haruka in the face while Michiru looked away sadden. "You're in love with Michi aren't you? Then why can't you understand what I'm going through!"
"Mako." Haruka whispered. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, she had already thought of what would happen to her if she were separated from Michiru. She wouldn't know what to do. She would be lost. Sighing in defeat, Haruka walked up to Makoto and stared in her eyes for a long moment before offering her hand to the brunette. "I'll take you.after you eat something."
Michiru and Hotaru smiled small smile when they saw Makoto reach for the fair-haired's hand.
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The Perfect Soldier sat by his desk sorting out reports he hadn't touched since he had met up with Makoto last year. For the past month and a half Heiji's mind was always on Makoto and it pained him that he wasn't there with her, helping her. But he believed that his decision to have Heero return and forget about Mako and himself was a perfect one. He wouldn't put her in danger and he would let her get on with her life. Especially after he leaves. He wouldn't see his Ko-chan anymore and her safety would be secured. He just hoped she would forgive him one day. So for the past month and a half, Heero had taken over. The same monotone and coldness maybe even colder than what the guys are use too, came back. Even though Heero was back, parts of the others were relieved. They were beginning to think that the person they knew and cared for was gone and replaced with some one they hardly knew. But some part of them, even Wufei, felt sorry for him and wished that there were some way for him to stay Heiji and stay with Makoto. But from the way the doctors acted it was impossible.
Heero placed the last report away in a file before he turned to his lab top and opened his mailbox. He read the content of a new email from Dr.J. It had asked him whether he had finished with the report and ready to leave. His reply was yes. Now all he had to do was receive a reply from the doctor and he and the others would leave. His bags were already packed and ready. Shutting off his lab top he moved away from the desk by pushing his chair away from the desk. Clasping both the chair arms, with the force of his arms he slowly pushed him self up and stood there in silence before he turned to walk to the wide window that showed the front of Quatre's mansion.
After a long moment of just staring he turned around but something from the corner of his eyes caught his attention. Turning swiftly he stared at a yellow car pull up to the entrance of the mansion and from the driver's seat a figure hidden in a long jacket and hat emerged and quickly ran to the passenger side where she opened the door. What he observed next took his breath as he watched the familiar brunette stand out. He watched as she hugged the other one and from what he could see, she was exchanging words with the person before the other being walked back to the car and drove off.
"Why." He managed to uttered as he looked away from the window. Soon he heard the doorbell ring and looked at the door that led out to the hallway. "Ko-chan, please don't...don't make it harder."
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Meanwhile, Haruka stopped her car in front of Quatre's door after she had gotten out of the car to opened the gates. She sat back on her chair and after a silent moment she looked at the brunette who looked exhausted yet anxious. "I'll open the door for you." She spoke softly before getting out and running to the other side after she had secured a hat on her head. Quickly she opened the door for her princess and helped her out.
Makoto smiled at the blonde with gratitude before she hugged her. Letting go, the brunette looked up at the blonde and smiled one last time. "Come pick me up when I call, alright?"
"Hai."
"Thank you Ruka." Makoto whispered as she slowly walked away from the taller woman and rang the doorbell where she met startled cobalt blue eyes that belonged to Duo Maxwell. "Mako."
"I need to see Hei.Heero."
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As there was a knock on the door Heero looked up from the ground he was staring at. He knew Mako would come and see him so he sat on his bed with his arms resting on his thighs, waiting for her. Unhurriedly, Heero stood up and walked over to the door. He was nervous but at the same time excited, worried, and angered. Angered because she came to see him even though she knew she couldn't and put her self at risk once more. With shaky hands, he grasped the doorknob and pulled it open. There in loose pants and shirt stood his Ko-chan. But as he studied her more he saw what the outer senshi saw but only healthier since she had eating something. She still showed lost of weight but her complexion improved. Moving away from the door he allowed her to enter. He watched as she wiped her tears away with her hand before she turned to him. "I missed you Heiji."
Heero looked away from her. How he wanted to say those words to her but he couldn't, fearing he would keep her with him forever. He missed the tears that formed in Mako's eyes when he turned his back to her. Her hand went to her chest where her heart laid. Her gaze fell to the floor. "You were going to leave without seeing me?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Why are you leaving? Heiji.I need you right now. Can't you stay for a little longer?"
"I.I can't." He stuttered.
"Heij."
"Please Makoto don't." He pleaded as he sat on the bed.
"Heiji." She whispered desperate for him to change his mind. "At least tell me why you're leaving all of a sudden." She asked as she knelt at the foot of Heiji's bed. When he didn't answer she tried again this time more forceful. "Look at me and tell me you don't want to see me anymore and I'll leave and never look back." The tall man looked at her surprised and stared into her eyes that radiated such demand. There was no way he could tell her that. He loved her too much.
They both were looking at each other's eyes; one was shining with demand while the other was determined not to show any affection.
Little did they know that this contest they held would come to a draw. Heiji always knew that she held something in her eyes that captivated him so much, he noticed her gaze softened. Little did he know that his eyes were showing the same to the brunette. They were lost in each other's gaze. Heiji had no recollection of him placing his left hand on Makoto's cheeks while the other hand slipped around her waist pulling her dangerously close to him. He soon felt her hand on his chest, just where his heart was still beating fast and strong.
Makoto felt weak from just staring at him, her heart thrashing in her chest. She felt like she was like a moth and he the flame. She felt warm and safe against him. Her bottom lip quivered as she felt his breath on hers while his lips barely touched hers. She wanted more, she needed more. To savor that touch before they would separate would give her such hope and life back into her life.
Heiji drowning in her gaze, moved with her as though he had no longer any control over his actions and he didn't care. Their eyes had closed and their mouths were almost locked in one of the most intensifying kiss they had ever felt in their lifetime. Pleasure washed over them as they were lost in their own worlds. Heiji pulled her closer to him until she was on his lap, he was aware of her chest heaving up and down while pressed to his chest almost crushingly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Heiji." She whispered when the kiss was broken. Both panting heavily looked at one another in the eyes before returning to their ecstasy. Heiji turned slightly and gently lowered Mako to the bed without breaking their kiss.
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In the middle of the night Prussian eyes opened slightly. From his previous engagement he was pretty tired. He moved and positioned himself on his elbow and looked down at the captivating brunette next to him. A small smile played on his lips before the screen to his laptop on his right took his attention. He cursed as he read 'one new message' that had probably have popped in the night, during his and Makoto's coupling. Slowly and gently so not to wake the woman he was fond of, he slid out of bed and not bothering to put anything on he walked to his computer. Clicking on the message it read. 'Good, we are waiting in L1. You have three hours.' Heiji cursed once more. Why was this always happening to him? Why couldn't he live in peace? He wanted to be with Mako, why couldn't he? Sighing he picked up his clothes and walked into the bathroom next door he shared with Duo.
After he left the bathroom dressed and took hold of his duffle bag, he walked to Makoto and watched as slept peacefully for a moment. As if he was trying to remember the last time he would see her. Taking the cover that laid on her stomach, he placed it on her so it would cover her fully. Brushing her hair back tenderly, he placed a note next to her face before he left her life.
Moments later the pilots were gathered downstairs ready to leave, waiting for one person. Heero. They knew he and Mako had spent the night with each other and gave enough respect to wait for Heero downstairs. As movements could be heard they turned to see Heero walking down the stairs slowly. He looked as if nothing had happened but once he looked at them in the eyes, they could see that he was hurting more than anything they could imaging before he put on his final mask.
High above was Toru watching with tears in his eyes.
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Author's note: Sorry it took so long. But I wanted to take my time so I can get the feelings I wanted from each characters out but I'm not sure if I did that right ^_^; One more chapter lift (hopefully unless my muse decides to get the better of me.) If the end seemed a little too touch as in hentai than I'm sorry but I tried to stay away from that as best as I could without killing the scene.
Not a lot of Jupiter authors around ;_;
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