Note: this was inspired by that really cool James Bond song "The World Is
Not Enough". Actually, it was the video that really inspired me. ANYWAY,
the title is inspired by another really cool song by O-Town. But the story
has nothing to do with both songs, okay? Good.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing Endless Waltz or it's character. They all belong to Sunrise (I think...) I also do not own Liquid Dreams by O- town. I just need to borrow the title.
Liquid Dreams By Birdie
"You killed me..." she whispered, her voice soft. "What did I ever do to you?"
Heero stared at her with fear-filled eyes. "It's you..." he whispered back, scared. "Oh my God, it's really you..."
"You remember," she said, smiling. "You should remember me..." she reached her hand out, and stroked his cheek.
Heero flinched. The hand was wet, as it was made entirely of liquid. Blood, in fact. The girl's form is made out of total blood. Heero inhaled, and immediately regretted it. All he could smell is that disgusting coppery water.
(A/N: Oh dear, I'm having a blood fetish...)
The wet hand moved down, and stroked his neck. Another hand was moving down too. They were now on his neck. Her hands went around, her fingers wrapped around the back. They tightened.
Heero screamed.
"HEERO!!! WAKE UP!!!!"
Heero jerked into awareness. Quatre was kneeling over him on his bed, staring into his face. Heero groaned.
Quatre looked at Heero with sadness and concern in his eyes. "Heero, are you okay?" he asked, frowning. "You seem to be very strange at night. Is something wrong?"
Heero shook his head whilst shaking Quatre off him. "I'm fine." He grumbled, turning to his side then falling back asleep.
~*~
"It's all your fault..." she whispered, taking a tiny step closer to him. "Why did you kill me? I haven't done anything wrong, have I?" her voice was tainted with sadness.
Heero shook his head fast. "No! Of course not! You've done nothing wrong at all!!" he cried. It scared him to be scared. He was the Perfect Soldier, and yet he was showing emotions.
She smiled and put her liquid hand over her liquid chest. "Oh good," she sighed with content. "That's good, isn't it, Mary?" she looked over to her right. "Mary?" she turned around 180 degrees. "Mary?" she turned to Heero. "Do you know where Mary is?" she asked.
Heero woke up with a start. Another nightmare. The Japanese pilot hugged himself, and noted that he was sweating. He looked at his hands, they were shaking.
"My hands are stained with blood of innocents..." he whispered. He let his head sink into the palms of his hands, and let out a prolonged sigh.
~*~
Wufei stared at Heero whilst he was fixing Altron. Heero seemed distracted from his task, which was fixing Zero. But the Japanese pilot had stop, and simply sat on the floor, staring into the Gundam as if it had something written in it's shiny metal.
Normally Wufei wouldn't care, but hearing those screams at night are not only terrifying, but also annoying. The Chinese pilot walked up to Heero slowly.
"Yuy, are you having nightmares?" he asked bluntly. Wufei wasn't like Quatre, he didn't go around corners to asked what was going on: he was straight-to-the-point type of guy.
Heero regarded him with a hard look. "It has nothing to with you, Wufei." He said coldly.
Wufei glared at him. "Look," he snapped. "I know there's something wrong and I want to help. And maybe then, we could BOTH get some sleep tonight!"
"Wufei!" Duo called from the other side of the room. "If Heero doesn't want to say, then don't force him!"
"SHUT UP MAXWELL!!!" Wufei screamed at the American pilot. "DON'T EAVESDROP ON OTHER PEOPLE'S COVERSATIONS!!!!"
"Yes..." Duo muttered in a bored tone. He lowered his voice and whispered. "Jeez, YOU'RE moody today......"
"WHAT'S THAT YOU SAY?!"
"Nothing..."
Wufei huffed and turned back to Heero. "So, how about it?" he asked.
Heero's head swayed around as if in deep thought. "Wufei, you know that time when we were fighting, and I crashed in the sea?"
Wufei stared at him. "......yeah." it was that time with Barton and his granddaughter Marimeia in the Endless Waltz series.
Heero sighed and continued. "You know I said 'how many times do I have to kill that little girl and her dog?', do you remember?"
Wufei nodded, not wanting to speak in case it'll kill the mood.
"Well, she's haunting me in my dreams," Heero said it finally, and it actually feels good to get it out. He stopped. "But it isn't a flashback type dream," he said quickly. His voice was now edging onto desperation. "She's in front of me, her body is made out of her blood. And she's asking me while I killed her. But I didn't kill her on purpose!!" he cried out. He didn't know why a little girl of 7 years old freaked him out so much, but she did. "It was an accident!!!!" Heero was shaking so badly now, he couldn't say a word anymore.
Wufei gave him a look. "Then you should tell her that," Wufei said simply. "Tell her it wasn't your fault and then you'll be free."
Heero stared up at Wufei for a long time. "I'll give it a try." He said at last.
~*~
Heero let out a tired sigh. He was suppose to go with the plan Wufei and him set up, but he was scared. He could never admit to anyone he was scared, but he truly was.
The Japanese pilot collapsed on the couch. He was so tired, and his muscles ached from the physical training he performed today. But he was mostly tired.
Maybe if I just rest my eyes for a second...he thought to himself. I won't fall asleep, I'm just resting...not sleeping...resting...yes...resting...
Heero thought this absentmindedly to himself, before closing his eyes and drifting off. He couldn't stop himself from falling asleep.
~*~
"It hurt, you know?" she said, sitting down next to him. "Having building stones crashing over you body. Did that ever happen to you?" she asked.
Heero shook his head. "No, never." He answered.
She smiled. "It's your fault I died, you know?" her voice was gentle though her words were bitter.
Heero shook his head again. "No, it's not my fault." He said, standing up for himself. His and Wufei's plan was getting started.
"It IS you fault," she shot back almost immediately. "If you hadn't been there that day, I wouldn't have died and Mary wouldn't have died."
Heero gave her one of his famous death-glares. "It's not my fault the building collapsed on you." He told her.
She smiled. "Did you know," she said, her voice dripping with venom. "That you actually kill more people than you save?"
Heero's eyes widened at the plain truth of that sentence.
The Japanese pilot woke to find himself still resting on the couch. He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"Are you lost?" came a little voice.
Heero moved his hand away quickly. The liquid girl was standing in front of him on the coffee table, with a liquid Mary at her side.
"W-what?" Heero couldn't believe what he was hearing or seeing.
"Are you lost?" the girl asked again. Mary barked at her feet.
Instinctively, Heero answered: "I've been lost all my life."
The girl reached out her blood hand and took in it Heero's. "Then I will show you the way." She whispered.
The hand felt solid, even though it was liquid, Heero noted. Then he gasped.
From the hand that the girl was holding, he was turning liquid too. His arm was now slowly disappearing, and all that remained was the shape of his arm, but totally in blood. His blood.
But Heero didn't care. He closed his eyes and nodded. "Please, take me out of all this." He whispered.
He could feel himself very slowly changing. He could smell that disgusting coppery smell, and it was rising. He opened his eyes, and found himself blood from head to toe. His vision was like looking through a red goldfish tank.
The girl smiled at him. "You were right," she whispered. "It's not your fault that the building fell. It's no one's fault." Her smiled widened. "I forgive you!"
Slowly, she took her hand away from Heero's. And as the last of their fingertips brushed passed, Heero's liquid form collapsed.
It was as if there was a force, keeping Heero together, but then the force was gone, so nothing kept Heero's watery body in place, and it just fell on the ground with a splash.
But Heero didn't cared. She had told him it wasn't his fault; that he was forgiven for the girl's sudden death.
He was free at last.
The End
Birdie: "This chapter came on very quickly!"
Canary Muse: "Too quickly, I think. I doubt you'll have time to write something so fast again."
Birdie: "Well, if I'm motivated and have good inspiration, then I will write this fast."
Canary Muse: "Don't forget that reviews help too!"
Birdie: "Yes, let's answer some reviews now!"
Reviews for My Little China Doll...
White Spirit Angel: actually, china dolls are not that scary. I own two dolls myself (one of them is Rachel in that fic!), and I'm not dead yet! I've had them for over 3 years now. It's really not that scary when you don't think they're scary. Sorry anyway.
Silent Fear: here's the continuation. Hope you like it!
PrincessCat: I've never heard of "The Dollhouse Murder". Will be interesting to find out...I hope this chapter is good too.
Cyberdistroyer: don't worry, I won't make Duo die again. I'm going around in circles for each character of GW (I wonder who's next on my hit- list...). I hope this chapter was as great as the last one!
Queen-Of-Demon-Dragons: wow, you have a lot of tapes. ^_^;;. If it's too much trouble, don't find that video. It's not that big a deal. I hope you love this chapter too!
Thanks everyone!! --Birdie
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing Endless Waltz or it's character. They all belong to Sunrise (I think...) I also do not own Liquid Dreams by O- town. I just need to borrow the title.
Liquid Dreams By Birdie
"You killed me..." she whispered, her voice soft. "What did I ever do to you?"
Heero stared at her with fear-filled eyes. "It's you..." he whispered back, scared. "Oh my God, it's really you..."
"You remember," she said, smiling. "You should remember me..." she reached her hand out, and stroked his cheek.
Heero flinched. The hand was wet, as it was made entirely of liquid. Blood, in fact. The girl's form is made out of total blood. Heero inhaled, and immediately regretted it. All he could smell is that disgusting coppery water.
(A/N: Oh dear, I'm having a blood fetish...)
The wet hand moved down, and stroked his neck. Another hand was moving down too. They were now on his neck. Her hands went around, her fingers wrapped around the back. They tightened.
Heero screamed.
"HEERO!!! WAKE UP!!!!"
Heero jerked into awareness. Quatre was kneeling over him on his bed, staring into his face. Heero groaned.
Quatre looked at Heero with sadness and concern in his eyes. "Heero, are you okay?" he asked, frowning. "You seem to be very strange at night. Is something wrong?"
Heero shook his head whilst shaking Quatre off him. "I'm fine." He grumbled, turning to his side then falling back asleep.
~*~
"It's all your fault..." she whispered, taking a tiny step closer to him. "Why did you kill me? I haven't done anything wrong, have I?" her voice was tainted with sadness.
Heero shook his head fast. "No! Of course not! You've done nothing wrong at all!!" he cried. It scared him to be scared. He was the Perfect Soldier, and yet he was showing emotions.
She smiled and put her liquid hand over her liquid chest. "Oh good," she sighed with content. "That's good, isn't it, Mary?" she looked over to her right. "Mary?" she turned around 180 degrees. "Mary?" she turned to Heero. "Do you know where Mary is?" she asked.
Heero woke up with a start. Another nightmare. The Japanese pilot hugged himself, and noted that he was sweating. He looked at his hands, they were shaking.
"My hands are stained with blood of innocents..." he whispered. He let his head sink into the palms of his hands, and let out a prolonged sigh.
~*~
Wufei stared at Heero whilst he was fixing Altron. Heero seemed distracted from his task, which was fixing Zero. But the Japanese pilot had stop, and simply sat on the floor, staring into the Gundam as if it had something written in it's shiny metal.
Normally Wufei wouldn't care, but hearing those screams at night are not only terrifying, but also annoying. The Chinese pilot walked up to Heero slowly.
"Yuy, are you having nightmares?" he asked bluntly. Wufei wasn't like Quatre, he didn't go around corners to asked what was going on: he was straight-to-the-point type of guy.
Heero regarded him with a hard look. "It has nothing to with you, Wufei." He said coldly.
Wufei glared at him. "Look," he snapped. "I know there's something wrong and I want to help. And maybe then, we could BOTH get some sleep tonight!"
"Wufei!" Duo called from the other side of the room. "If Heero doesn't want to say, then don't force him!"
"SHUT UP MAXWELL!!!" Wufei screamed at the American pilot. "DON'T EAVESDROP ON OTHER PEOPLE'S COVERSATIONS!!!!"
"Yes..." Duo muttered in a bored tone. He lowered his voice and whispered. "Jeez, YOU'RE moody today......"
"WHAT'S THAT YOU SAY?!"
"Nothing..."
Wufei huffed and turned back to Heero. "So, how about it?" he asked.
Heero's head swayed around as if in deep thought. "Wufei, you know that time when we were fighting, and I crashed in the sea?"
Wufei stared at him. "......yeah." it was that time with Barton and his granddaughter Marimeia in the Endless Waltz series.
Heero sighed and continued. "You know I said 'how many times do I have to kill that little girl and her dog?', do you remember?"
Wufei nodded, not wanting to speak in case it'll kill the mood.
"Well, she's haunting me in my dreams," Heero said it finally, and it actually feels good to get it out. He stopped. "But it isn't a flashback type dream," he said quickly. His voice was now edging onto desperation. "She's in front of me, her body is made out of her blood. And she's asking me while I killed her. But I didn't kill her on purpose!!" he cried out. He didn't know why a little girl of 7 years old freaked him out so much, but she did. "It was an accident!!!!" Heero was shaking so badly now, he couldn't say a word anymore.
Wufei gave him a look. "Then you should tell her that," Wufei said simply. "Tell her it wasn't your fault and then you'll be free."
Heero stared up at Wufei for a long time. "I'll give it a try." He said at last.
~*~
Heero let out a tired sigh. He was suppose to go with the plan Wufei and him set up, but he was scared. He could never admit to anyone he was scared, but he truly was.
The Japanese pilot collapsed on the couch. He was so tired, and his muscles ached from the physical training he performed today. But he was mostly tired.
Maybe if I just rest my eyes for a second...he thought to himself. I won't fall asleep, I'm just resting...not sleeping...resting...yes...resting...
Heero thought this absentmindedly to himself, before closing his eyes and drifting off. He couldn't stop himself from falling asleep.
~*~
"It hurt, you know?" she said, sitting down next to him. "Having building stones crashing over you body. Did that ever happen to you?" she asked.
Heero shook his head. "No, never." He answered.
She smiled. "It's your fault I died, you know?" her voice was gentle though her words were bitter.
Heero shook his head again. "No, it's not my fault." He said, standing up for himself. His and Wufei's plan was getting started.
"It IS you fault," she shot back almost immediately. "If you hadn't been there that day, I wouldn't have died and Mary wouldn't have died."
Heero gave her one of his famous death-glares. "It's not my fault the building collapsed on you." He told her.
She smiled. "Did you know," she said, her voice dripping with venom. "That you actually kill more people than you save?"
Heero's eyes widened at the plain truth of that sentence.
The Japanese pilot woke to find himself still resting on the couch. He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"Are you lost?" came a little voice.
Heero moved his hand away quickly. The liquid girl was standing in front of him on the coffee table, with a liquid Mary at her side.
"W-what?" Heero couldn't believe what he was hearing or seeing.
"Are you lost?" the girl asked again. Mary barked at her feet.
Instinctively, Heero answered: "I've been lost all my life."
The girl reached out her blood hand and took in it Heero's. "Then I will show you the way." She whispered.
The hand felt solid, even though it was liquid, Heero noted. Then he gasped.
From the hand that the girl was holding, he was turning liquid too. His arm was now slowly disappearing, and all that remained was the shape of his arm, but totally in blood. His blood.
But Heero didn't care. He closed his eyes and nodded. "Please, take me out of all this." He whispered.
He could feel himself very slowly changing. He could smell that disgusting coppery smell, and it was rising. He opened his eyes, and found himself blood from head to toe. His vision was like looking through a red goldfish tank.
The girl smiled at him. "You were right," she whispered. "It's not your fault that the building fell. It's no one's fault." Her smiled widened. "I forgive you!"
Slowly, she took her hand away from Heero's. And as the last of their fingertips brushed passed, Heero's liquid form collapsed.
It was as if there was a force, keeping Heero together, but then the force was gone, so nothing kept Heero's watery body in place, and it just fell on the ground with a splash.
But Heero didn't cared. She had told him it wasn't his fault; that he was forgiven for the girl's sudden death.
He was free at last.
The End
Birdie: "This chapter came on very quickly!"
Canary Muse: "Too quickly, I think. I doubt you'll have time to write something so fast again."
Birdie: "Well, if I'm motivated and have good inspiration, then I will write this fast."
Canary Muse: "Don't forget that reviews help too!"
Birdie: "Yes, let's answer some reviews now!"
Reviews for My Little China Doll...
White Spirit Angel: actually, china dolls are not that scary. I own two dolls myself (one of them is Rachel in that fic!), and I'm not dead yet! I've had them for over 3 years now. It's really not that scary when you don't think they're scary. Sorry anyway.
Silent Fear: here's the continuation. Hope you like it!
PrincessCat: I've never heard of "The Dollhouse Murder". Will be interesting to find out...I hope this chapter is good too.
Cyberdistroyer: don't worry, I won't make Duo die again. I'm going around in circles for each character of GW (I wonder who's next on my hit- list...). I hope this chapter was as great as the last one!
Queen-Of-Demon-Dragons: wow, you have a lot of tapes. ^_^;;. If it's too much trouble, don't find that video. It's not that big a deal. I hope you love this chapter too!
Thanks everyone!! --Birdie