Chapter Twenty: I have no clue what to call this ^_^;;
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: This is not the last chapter! I repeat! This is NOT the last chapter! My muse is killing me! .
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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Light from the sun filled the room that kept a brunette in. It was early morning and the birds were singing their morning song as they greeted one another. The sun had awakened three hours a go and was now shining its brightness into the house of Quatre Raberba Winner. On the luxurious bed a brunette awakens from her peaceful dream as the sun relentlessly shone upon her face. Blinking several time before staring at the high ceiling that stared back at her with nothingness. As she moved her arm up to her forehead she noticed something white next to her. She turned her face towards it and realized it was a letter. She sat up from the bed while grabbing a hold of the card, as she looked around, noticing that she was alone in the room. 'Where did he go?' She silently asked while staring at his vacant place on the bed. 'Probably went down stairs.' A thought came up before she opened the letter. As she skimmed the first line she knew he was gone.
Dear Mako-chan,
I'm sorry that you didn't find me next to you Ko-chan but something came up and could not be ignored. You have to believe me when I say this Ko, that I love you and would never hurt you on purpose, but since we 'bumped' into each other a year ago again, I have caused you nothing but pain.
I am not the same man that you are use to seeing and loving, I have changed over the years we have been separated but not because I wanted to but because I had to. I left the first time to protect you from the danger I would have put you through if I had stayed, only to be trained as a soldier, a pilot, a killing machine. I am not proud of what I have become Ko-chan and I would never be, but I am the way I am because I chose to protect you. No, it's not your fault, so don't blame yourself. Ko, I am a gundam pilot. I know you have heard of us, meaning the guys and I. They are all pilots like I am. I am the pilot of Gundam Wing Zero, Duo is the pilot of Gundam Deathscythe, Trowa pilot's Gundam Heavyarms, and Quatre is in charge of Gundam Sandrock, while Wufei Pilot's Shenlong Gundam. I am telling you this because I trust you would keep this information safe and because you deserve to hear it.
We came to Tokyo for vacation, a break from the fighting and killing. I had never in my life thought I would meet you again but I did and it was in my house. But we met only to be separated again. Please do not look for me and forget about me Mako. I'm only going to cause you pain if you keep hope alive. I am no longer Heiji. I will forever be Heero.
Heero
Makoto stared at the letter in tears. Listlessly she languorously discarded the letter from her hands and allowed it to float down on the sheet that covered her naked form. She was deaf and blind to the world and didn't sense anyone come into the room until he or she took a seat next to her. She turned to look at the person through blurry vision and the face of the person stood out more to her than anything else. Hope slowly built back in her as she called out a name. "Heiji." Her tears from her eyes avalanched its way down her fair skin only to drop one by one on her hand and the sheet. She watched as he shook his head negatively before she could see clearly once more.
Toru stared up at his mother sorrowfully as he watched her go through so much because of his father. He slowly shook his head. "Moth…" he cursed as he remembered he could tell her who he was. "Mako its ok." He whispered as he hugged her with the out most care, while slightly irate that he couldn't comfort her the way he wanted to. He felt as her body shook next to his while sobs reached his ears and pierced the room. His fearless mother that he had come to know, broke down completely.
When the door moved he looked at Matsu wobbled her way through the room, struggling to keep her balance before losing it by the foot of the bed. With azure orbs that shined with concern and abash, the little girl stared at the two older family members.
The young lad hugged his mother tighter in comfort as he buried his face in her amber, soft, hair. The Outers should be picking them up soon for he had called Michiru earlier knowing his mother would not be able to find the strength to do so when she figured that the men had left them here. He allowed his mother to cry all she wanted but figured that she couldn't shed any more tears after twenty minutes of crying because of the amount of mourning she had cried for the past two months and fourteen days.
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In a private shuttle that the old doctors had sent to the men, had launched from Earth hours ago and was heading for L1, Heero's second home. The male in question sighed while he shut off his laptop, he had sent the last of the reports to the doctors, and put the machine he was so fond of away underneath the chair bellow him. Behind him was Duo acting crazy as usual while the rest of the men tried to ignore him. As he looked around he noticed that all of them looked slightly depressed than usual. He frowned. Why would they be feeling the way they are radiating? They were not leaving anything behind, it was only he. As he continued to ponder on the new acknowledgement, he felt someone settled himself or herself on the seat next to him. Turning, he faced one of his friends, Duo.
The older fellow gave him his usual grin, but to the eyes of the perfect soldier, the grin wasn't as playful as usual. "How are you holding up?"
The question startled Heero as he looked at the God of Death before he frowned and looked away, knowing exactly what he was talking about. "I'm fine." He spoke monotone.
The grin that was in his face shrunk into a puzzled yet worried look. "How can you be fine Heero?" He asked. Judging from his tone of voice, the 01 pilot figured he was serious, which surprised him. "You lost a child, and left Mako alo…"
"Shut up." Heero hissed with quickness as his knuckles turned white from the hold he had on the armchair. He didn't need to be reminded of what he lost or what he had done, he knew it perfectly well! He was there! From the tension between the two pilots the others gave their attention their way. All seemingly interested in what was going on.
Knowing he was crossing a very thin line, Duo took it to another level, another level he knew would show him the emotions boiling in the other man. Truthfully, he didn't approve of what Heero did. He should have just stuck it out and fight for what was his. But until he does that, he, Duo Maxwell, will remind Heero of everything. He sighed as he leaned on the chair he occupied. "I miss Minako." He announced out loud. Folding his arms behind his head to form as a pillow, he looked through the corner of his eyes. When he saw the 'I can even care less look' he added, "I love the way I feel next to her or when she is around. I love her smile, and the way she does this cute little twitch with her left eye when she's angry at me." Duo sighed as he smiled content. Trowa and Quatre looked at each other with knowing smiles before they stared back at the brunet. They will allow this test to continue. "I like the way she laughs and smiles, it makes me feel like I'm the luckiest and happiest man in the whole world!" His eyes closed as the memory rushed in front of him. A low chuckle came from the man.
Hearing his friend talk about this girl that they all knew meant something to him, brought out more than what he was willing to think about. Turning his eyes away from them, he closed the windows to his life and sighed. An image of the priestess danced around his head, teasing and taunting him. He also remembered the smiles and laughter she had radiated, unfortunately it wasn't towards him but to her friends. He didn't think gaining her trust would be so hard to get, but when he counted the days in the year he had known her, it had proved him wrong. And now it didn't look like he would ever get the chance to have her smile or laugh with him ever again.
Wufei was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a shout of pure anguish suddenly come forth. He turned his onyx eyes to the scene only to find Heero standing up gazing down at his American friend, who had provoked him, with such anger and hurt that it shut everyone up.
"STOP IT!" Heero barked as he stood up from the chair he was resting on moments ago. His Prussian eyes locked with the golden-brown haired pilot. "I told you to shut up! Don't you ever listen?" He asked in a low dangerous voice, yet somewhere in that voice also exuded a sorrow that the Perfect Soldier had never let out before, surprising the pilots around him. With a swift pivot he abandoned the room they were in to only invade a private room where he locked himself for the remaining flight.
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As a car stopped in front of the fascinating mansion, an elegant woman stepped out of the passenger seat in the car staring up at the building. She slowly removed her sunglasses from her face before she closed the car door and walked into the mansion followed by a tall woman with short blonde hair.
When they entered the generously proportioned dwelling of Quatre Winner they immediately gazed at the boy who had called for them. From what they could observe, he looked as if he had failed something important while he studied the ground. The way his shoulders drooped and the gaze of dissatisfaction and annoyance that clouded his jade orbs showed the senshi great grief when he looked up at them. Yet almost immediately, the emotions that swam freely in his eyes were gone as if hidden behind a mask. He slowly stood up and brought out one of his smiles as if to fool them. "Mako-chan is upstairs getting ready. She should be down soon." He informed them as he picked up his and his sister's bag with his left hand.
Haruka nodded showing him she understood, while turning back towards the door she came in. "Toru, lets get you settled in. Michiru check on Koto-chan."
The teal haired woman moved elegantly towards the stairs, "I won't be too long." She announced as she moved up towards the second level of the house, where she knew she could find the brunette and the child.
"Care to share what's on your mind?" Haruka asked as they stepped out of the house and headed towards her car. When she didn't hear a reply, she tore her gaze from the scenery in front of her to look down at him. She frowned. He was stubborn, she'll give him that but if he wants a ride with her then he has no choice but to tell her. "So?" She continued her voice a lot more firm than before.
"Nothing's on my mind." He spoke as he set his and his sister's bag in the vehicle, but before he could step in he was pulled away from it. "Hey!" He exclaimed irritated. He watched as Haruka picked up his bag from the back seat of her car and held it high in the air. "Give it back!" He shouted as he jumped up to grab the duffel, but because of the major height difference between them, his attempts were futile.
"Listen kid, talk, otherwise you and your bag here will be walking." She glared at him with determination that showed Toru that she wasn't kidding around. Yet the kid stood straight and fixed his green orbs into a scowl right back at the blonde keeping his mouth closed. Seeing that he wasn't going to budge, Haruka quickly thought of another approach before Michiru would make her way down here, then she knew that she would not have a chance into getting the answers she wanted from this boy. Moving her arm as if she was going to throw the bag away, she stopped when Toru yelled for her not to do it. She smirked knowing she had won. "You going to tell me?" When the kid didn't reply she moved again.
"I can't tell you, I was told not to!" He shouted. "Please give it back."
Haruka turned to look at him as she allowed her arms to fall to her side. She couldn't see his eyes because he had his head down but nonetheless she gave him that suspicion look. "Who are you?" She asked in a way that left no room to quarrel.
"My name is Toru…"
"I KNOW that!" The senshi of Uranus barked, she was losing her patience. "Where did you come from? Who the hell are you really?" She demanded.
The prince of Jupiter glared at her, "I told you already! I can't tell you! I'm not allowed to!"
"Listen kid…"
"I'm not a KID!"
She ignored him. "If you don't tell me what I need to know, you will be marked as an enemy until I figure it out." She warned while leaning closer to the prince so her face would be right in front of his. "And believe me when I say this *kid*. You DON'T want to be my damn enemy."
Toru growled at her. "I can't tell you." He hissed between teeth.
"To bad." She dropped his bag on the ground before she walked towards the driver's seat. "You better find a place to stay, it gets dangerous during the nights." She climbed in and locked her doors.
"You can't do that!" Toru screamed outraged. "What about Matsu!"
"We'll take care of her, you don't have to worry." She told him smugly.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" He asked while seething. His emerald eyes dancing with the emotions of anger as cobalt mingled with in it. Haruka looked puzzled yet wary as she stared into his eyes. 'Where in fuck did that blue come from?' She asked herself as she continued to look into the eyes of the irate boy. "You won't take Matsu away." He growled.
Haruka glared refusing to back down. "Then tell me what I need to know."
'Damn her!' His mind screamed in annoyance. 'Why does she have to be so demanding? She's hardly like this back home…not around me anyway.'
"Well?" She asked.
"Haruka." A new voice spoke gaining the attention of both people.
Without more ado, the blonde jumped out of her car while her eyes kept her gaze towards the woman that enigmatic follows wherever she goes, almost like a moth to a fire. There she stood ahead of the entrance of the mansion's gates, smiling softly with a hint of mystery. "Toru is completely harmless to us. You need not to worry." She turned her gaze towards the young man and gave off a genuine smile that surprised Haruka. The only people who would get those would be Chibi-Usa, Usagi and Makoto. Their princesses. She looked back at the boy and noticed the smile on his face. He must be something special if she smiled at him like that. This fueled Haruka's curiosity more. 'Just who is he?'
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Meanwhile
As the ocean senshi move to a stop in front of a broad and dull oak door, she flicked her hair away from her face with a gentle sweep of her right hand. Bringing her long elegant fingers to the knob of the door, she twisted it and pushed the oak door forward. Inaudibly, Michiru peered inside the room before she allowed herself in. Her gaze that fell on Matsu that was asleep on the bed, moved to the brunette standing in front of the window, her arms wrapped around herself as if keeping warm.
It wasn't a surprised to see the tall princess turn her head to look over her shoulders to stare at her guardian for a moment before gazing back to the view in front of her. "He left…" Her voice was low to the point where Michiru had to strain to hear it. "Ruka-chan is going to have a field in telling me I told you so." The teal haired warrior frowned as she heard the amusement in Makoto's voice that covered her sorrow.
"Mako…"
"You…you guys were right." The Jovian princess fully turned around to face the other woman. Her eyes were closed hiding away her pain as a smile was forced on her face. Although smiling, Makoto's face still showed lamentation, telling Michiru just how depressed her princess really was. "I should have never got myself involved." She continued as her head fell low, concealing her face from her wiser friend. Tears she desperately tried to keep away, leaked out from her shuteyes and descended, caressing her milky, delicate, skin. "I gave myself to him…I was such a fool in thinking he would stay!" She cried out in pain. It was like her heart was being squeezed so tight while the rest of her body was numb. She hated the feeling, but what she hated most right now was herself. Her arms tightened around her as she felt herself tremble with the growing bale surfacing.
Michiru wasted no time in going to aid her princess. Yet, she found that no matter what she uttered to help calm her younger liege, nothing seem to work. She uttered a sigh as she incased the younger girl in her arms and immediately began to run it up and down in a soothing manner. "Shhh, Mako." She whispered into the brunette's ear. "Everything, and I do mean everything will work out as they should my friend."
After moments later from the silence Neptune announced as she pulled away from Makoto slowly, "Haruka and Toru are waiting for us outside." She looked into the green eyes of her friend and bit her lips as she saw utter despair. "Knowing how Haruka is, she's probably afflicting pain and annoyance on little Toru by now." She smiled when she saw a small smile gain its way into Makoto's face. "Lets go, ne?"
Makoto nodded. She walked to the bed and gently as she could she lifted Matsu up from the bed, she was sleeping on, to her comfortable arms. She turned to look at Michiru and spoke, "I thought I said to get me when I called?"
The teal haired woman smiled a small smile before answering, "We received a phone call from a worried Toru, pleading we should come and pick you up, so we came."
"Of course." She whispered before she departed the room with Michiru behind her. Both women went to meet the three women down stairs.
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Light blue eyes danced its way towards a door that in closed a friend from his view. Ever since the event happened twenty minutes ago between his comrades, the lad hadn't shown his face. And he was worried. He knew Heero pretty well enough to say that he could take care of his self and figure things out rapidly, but this other person, character within Heero, was something else. He couldn't say he knew that person at all.
He was something he always wished for Heero to have and show but at the same time this person was bringing turmoil to their group. It was safe to say that the guys didn't know how to act when this Heiji persona was present, and with all these different emotions Heiji showed to them, it alienated them.
Quatre sighed as he looked away from the door and brought his gaze down to his feet. Then there were the girls. When he thought that everything had settled down and was perfect, these nine girls came sauntering in and turned everything he knew upside down. He didn't know how to fix it but he did know that he liked having them around. He enjoyed the new feelings that brought out of him, especially when looking into dark amethyst eyes. Every time she would show herself, he would find himself speechless.
From all the chaos that has happened Quatre could really say that when around this individual everything would just disappear. He sighed, he was too much wrapped up into helping Heiji and figuring him out that he had missed several chances to get to know the woman that captured his attention.
He had missed his chance into establishing a relationship with her, he hated himself for it as well. The day they were leaving the hospital and Toru went up to them. He was flabbergasted that the young man had figured everything out that has been going on between him and the girl. He wanted so much to listen the kid and stay. Fight for what he wanted to be his. But he was afraid of having what happened to Heiji and Makoto happen to him. He didn't want to see his amethyst goddess hurt as bad or worse than Makoto. So, he took into the warnings of the doctors and came went back and finished his job before he would head back. Oh yes, he was definitely going to head back to Tokyo and see if the woman he secretly like would take him into her life. He hoped she would. He had never felt so strongly towards a woman before and he hoped that it wouldn't be for nothing. That Hotaru Tomoe would take him.
The young man was shaken from his reverie when Trowa, who was sitting next to him spoke for the first time, "We landed."
The Arabian prince looked up to his best friend and sighed. "Do you think we made the right choice in coming back?"
The Tall brunet gazed over at the fair-haired boy for a moment before picking up his bag and left the blond alone. The silence around him told the prince everything he needed to know about the question he had posed. Words weren't required to tell what the Silent clown thought of what was going on. He didn't like it either. The way Heero had left, even though the reasons were solid, it was still inexcusable. The way they were humiliated in front of the girls by the doctors and leaving. Trowa and Quatre hated it all. Sighing a dejected smile, he forced himself to stand up. Grabbing his bag he turned around to leave. Stopping in his movements he spotted Heero coming out of the room he had locked himself in after the event that happened two hours ago. 'Duo must have told him we landed.' He figured as he continued watching his leader leave the shuttle. The way he walked and the expression he gave out looked so much like the old Heero but almost colder, yet Quatre knew the younger man was crying inside. The Arabian man clutched the shirt he was wearing, where his heart hammered. It hurt him literally to feel the emotions from the other was throwing out.
Duo popped his head through the exit and gave Quatre a puzzled look. "Yo Q-man, come on."
Quatre chuckled at the nickname the American used and shook his head. Together both of them walked in a comfortable silence out of the shuttle and to where the other men were waiting. Once there, Heero turned the other way and walked to where his car was waiting for him.
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"You have got to be kidding me!" Haruka yelled in displeasure. The four outer senshi settled themselves in their living room after they had came back from picking up Makoto and the kids. All three were upstairs after eating the food Hotaru had made for them.
"Haruka calm down."
"No I won't Michiru!" The blonde bit back as she turned to face her lover, before facing the greenette in front of them once again. "That can't happen!"
Setsuna frowned disappointedly towards the second in lead. "For someone who is suppose to be friends with the princess, you sound as if you would want her to be miserable."
A scowl came to form on the boyish looks of the girl. "My priority is to protect her first, THEN be friends." She sneered. "This boy is too much trouble."
"But you heard her Haruka." Hotaru jumped into the conversation for the first time since two hours ago. "If Makoto doesn't get with her soul mate, Crystal Tokyo won't happen."
"Exactly." The time guardian uttered. "Someone was listening to me." She spoke directly to the senshi of wind and sky. "Not ONLY does Usagi and Mamoru have to get together but so does Makoto and her soul mate. If not, everything in Tokyo right now in the future will not exist. That means a lot of wonderful things will not happen." Setsuna henshi to her warrior as she stood. "You make that decision." She spoke once again before vanishing to the gates.
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Author's note: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I am deeply sorry to say that I will not have time to write anymore until I get settled into college and my grades are stable. I have no clue when that will be, but I do hope that you will continue to read my stories when they come out. Again I am deeply sorry to those who have enjoyed this story and all the others that are still going.
Thank you so much!
Love Dimitria a.k.a Dimi a.k.a Kourui