Tell Me You Love Me
Heehee. I am indeed very evil.
Guess who I'm dedicating this to. Yup, Sam. That girl is awesome ^_^. And also to Vi, for she helped me a lot too.
*glomps Sam and Vi* -- I promised a long chapter. Here it is.
~~~*~~~
Her hands worked quickly and quietly as she shifted through the rubble of the demolished OZ base, taking into account the fact that the whole of OZ had left the building, though for what reason she didn't know. She was searching for anything she could find to return to the other colonist- supporters back on L5; mission plans, documents, anything at all. A lock of her straight black hair fell infront of her eyes, and she hastily tucked it back behind her ear. Glaring at the mess before her, she gasped when something fairly moist came in contact with her fingers. She held her index finger infront of her dark eyes and immediately recongnized the red moistness as blood. Rising slowly to her feet, she scanned the area for any traces of where the wounded person had headed for. She soon found a small trail, as if the injured had stumbled back, and then fallen where she saw a small pool of blood.
With a light grunt, she started heaving away at the rocks, hoping and praying there wasn't a dead body underneath the stones. She was prepared for just about anything, but a corpse wasn't one of them. The American colonist pulled one last rock from the mess, and nearly dropped it right back onto the face of the unconcious boy who the rock had been covering. 'That face... it looks so familiar... Could it be...?' Hurriedly, she pushed the rest of the rocks to the boy's side and observed his wounds. There were a few very treatable and minor scratches and cuts here and there, but the wound that worried her the most was the gunshot wound on his chest. She sighed and crossed her left arm over her body, setting her chin on her right hand in thought. Somehow she would have to get him to her safehouse for treatment.
* * *
She wasn't sure how she did it, but she had somehow managed to get the boy she found, who still looked oddly famliliar, back to her safehouse and onto her bed, across from where she was in a chair. She remembered the unconcious boy lying quietly on her bed completely. 'WuFei, it's been so long since I've last seen you. How'd you get yourself into this mess? Is it part of why you dissapeared so many years ago? What don't I know? What are you hiding from the world, WuFei?' A sigh escaped Tara's pursed lips as she finished bandaging his wound.
"I need some sleep..." muttered the fifteen-year-old colonist-supporter, covering the lower part of her face politely as she yawned. Pulling herself from her comfy chair, she trudged over to the dining room table and yanked a chair away from said table, setting it before the other chair, smirking at her pathetically made make-shift bed. She climbed onto her sleeping place for the night and tugged down the visor part of her cap before she allowed her deep violet eyes to slide shut.
.
Ten minutes after Tara had fully fallen asleep, onyx eyes began to groggily open. 'Where am I?' The teen slowly looked at his surroundings and tried to remember what happened exactly, and how he got here. In a sudden jolt, everything came back to him; the bullet he took for Quatre, the OZ base, the explosion and the comforting darkness after it all. WuFei sat up full of anger and fear but realized this wasn't such a good idea when his body began to ache. He groaned in pain but stifled the noise when his eyes fell upon another person in the room.
With her long legs propped up on one chair, the teenage girl sat arms crossed in another chair. Her head was down as her black hair flowed, covering her face, reaching a little past her hips.
WuFei glanced at her curiously for a moment, wondering if it was possible for a girl of her stature to be part of OZ, but quickly moved on to thinking of a way out. Looking past the sleeping girl, he saw a door. Tenderly, WuFei sat up once again and made his way for the door. As he passed the girl, he glanced back at her once more before opening the door, praying to anything that it didn't squeak.
A frighteningly cold wind bit at Wufei's skin as he stepped out side from the safehouse and for the first time he noticed that his wounds were bandaged. For an instant Wufei thought over his next course of action. 'The girl helped me, so she must be friendly. Maybe I should stay.' He thought momentarily about it before beginning to walk away from the door. 'Whether she's good or not doesn't matter. I must get back to the other pilots before she finds out who I am and decides to turn me in. I just can't risk it.'
Wufei stepped onto the sidewalk, happy that the girl's safehouse had been on the bottom floor of the old, rundown building.. His arms wrapped around himself as he began his journey back to the safehouse. Before he could get even five feet from the safehouse, Wufei's foot collided roughly with a rock and sent him flying to the ground. He hit with a hard 'thud' and couldn't hold back the deafening scream that followed as his injuries were reopened and torn even more.
.
Her eyes opened wide in shock at the sound she had just heard. Tara looked around frantically only to find that her visitor was gone. In her rush to get outside, Tara fell from where she was sitting and cursed slightly under her breath. Quickly and gracefully, she was back on her feet and out the door. Looking to her left, then her right, the American's worried glance fell upon her fallen comrade. She ran over to him and bent down by his side.
"You bloody idiot. What're ya tryin' to do, die or something?" Tara muttered under her breath as she tried to wake the boy next her. Eventually, his eyes opened.
WuFei, too out of it to do anything else, let Tara help him back into her safehouse but upon the door closing behind them, WuFei stood on his own and glared at the girl. 'I still don't know who she is and I must get back to the others soon. I can only imagine what Quatre is going through.' Figuring that he could easily overpower Tara, WuFei asked her kindly for a glass of water. Once her back was to him, WuFei launched an attack, lunging at her unsuspecting back. Although, his leap never left the ground as he tripped over the carpet, landing harshly behind Tara.
With a soft snort, Tara spun around to gaze at WuFei's fallen form. "Not in that condition WuFei." She bent down to help him up but backed off when he quickly sat up and glared at her.
"Who are you?" WuFei shouted in her face and continued to glare at her.
"You don't remember, do you, WuFei. I'm Tara, Tara James." She stared at him casually, one hand resting on her hip, the other holding the cup of water. "Well, you know if you wanted this water so bad you could'a gotten it yourself. I see you're in good enough physical condition." She leaned over to a small stand in the hallway and set the cup down. "But I guess that means you're finally over that 'stupid onna' stage, ne?" Tara turned back to him and leaned against the tresh-hold of the kitchen door.
WuFei's eyes locked with Tara's for a moment, and deep inside her amethyst orbs he saw wells of unshown pain, tinging the beautiful yet false smile she had plastered on her face. He thought back for a moment as to how she used to be, and an image of a small girl with elbow length dark brown hair and wide, pleased violet eyes crinkled in a true smile flashed in his mind. He frowned inwardly.
--Flashback--
WuFei was young again, running around in someone's backyard. Looking back, he faintly saw Tara chasing after him in their child's game of tag. He tried to outrun her but her lighter build inabled her to catch up quickly and tackle the 7-year-old WuFei to the ground. They fell to the grass laughing as they rolled along. They stopped with Tara pinning WuFei to the ground, before the young boy tried to roll out from under her grip and pin her down. He failed to do so as she slid out from underneath him and started runnning from him. WuFei, who was now 'it', ran after her but just missed seeing as she ducked behind a bush. He slowed to a halt, trying to determine which bush she was hiding behind.
Taking a guess, WuFei picked a bush to look behind. After checking each and every bush, he came to find Tara behind the very middle of them all. He extended a hand to the giggling girl and helped her off the ground just as his name was called. WuFei frowned as he turned around to see Master O beckoning him over. WuFei dropped Tara's hand and called to him.
"Do I have to?" Receiving a nod from Master O, the child WuFei sighed and turned to wave at Tara.
"Are you coming back tomorrow?" Tara asked almost timidly. Almost.
"I don't know for sure."
Tara glared harshly at Master O and adressed him. "What do ya need him for anyway?" She took a stand against him and waited impatiently for his answer.
With a sigh of frustration, Master O turned and looked angrily to Tara as she still pulled on WuFei.
"Let him go you bast-" Instantly, Wufei was back on the ground and had his hand clamped over Tara's mouth. With wide eyes, he stared at Tara as if to say 'Are you insane?!' Tara glared back at him and then looked to O who looked equally as angry as she was. Protectively, Tara stepped in front of WuFei and continued glaring at Master O.
In one swift motion, Master O was lunging his hands at Tara, who stood her ground but was quickly shoved away. Tara looked back just in time to see WuFei take the blow for her. He fell to his knees in front of Master O.
"You bloody idiot! Why did you do that?" Tara glared at her friend for taking the blow for her as she moved to help him to his feet. In that instant, WuFei realized how much Tara really meant to him, and the other way around. He also remembered how Tara said that he was her only friend.
Without any sort of apology, Master O picked up WuFei yet again and began to carry him away from Tara. WuFei tried to fight back but was too injured to do any sort of damage. Desperately, he tried to crane his neck around O's body to say 'good bye' to Tara but failed.
Tara felt tears stinging her eyes, but forced them back as she watched WuFei leave. To herself, she vowed that she would get WuFei back one day, no matter what it took.
--End Flashback--
Their moment of no passing seconds was torn when a ringing echoed throughout the house, and WuFei jumped, cringing and graping at his wound as Tara helped him to his feet. She signed, sauntering over the the vid- phone and rolling her eyes when she saw the mission command center's super intendant on the vid-phone. "What now?" Asked the girl annoyedly.
"You are to abandon your previous mission and return to L5."
Tara's eyes quickly changed from soft but annoyed to glaring and angry. "What?! I can't abandon this mission, you don't understand!"
"No, it is you who does not understand. You are to abandon the mission at once and return here to L5."
Tara glared at the super intendant and crossed her arms. She glanced back at WuFei.
~~~*~~~
Note to Sam: O! ^_^ OOOOOOOOOOOOO!
O! BOW TO THE WONDER WHICH IS THE LETTER 'O'! ^_^
hehe, I said I'd give you a long chapter.
Never said I wouldn't do a cliffie!
...
Berrful Hunter
email: glitzykiss67@aol.com
OR
IM: Tsuiraku Hoshi
Heehee. I am indeed very evil.
Guess who I'm dedicating this to. Yup, Sam. That girl is awesome ^_^. And also to Vi, for she helped me a lot too.
*glomps Sam and Vi* -- I promised a long chapter. Here it is.
~~~*~~~
Her hands worked quickly and quietly as she shifted through the rubble of the demolished OZ base, taking into account the fact that the whole of OZ had left the building, though for what reason she didn't know. She was searching for anything she could find to return to the other colonist- supporters back on L5; mission plans, documents, anything at all. A lock of her straight black hair fell infront of her eyes, and she hastily tucked it back behind her ear. Glaring at the mess before her, she gasped when something fairly moist came in contact with her fingers. She held her index finger infront of her dark eyes and immediately recongnized the red moistness as blood. Rising slowly to her feet, she scanned the area for any traces of where the wounded person had headed for. She soon found a small trail, as if the injured had stumbled back, and then fallen where she saw a small pool of blood.
With a light grunt, she started heaving away at the rocks, hoping and praying there wasn't a dead body underneath the stones. She was prepared for just about anything, but a corpse wasn't one of them. The American colonist pulled one last rock from the mess, and nearly dropped it right back onto the face of the unconcious boy who the rock had been covering. 'That face... it looks so familiar... Could it be...?' Hurriedly, she pushed the rest of the rocks to the boy's side and observed his wounds. There were a few very treatable and minor scratches and cuts here and there, but the wound that worried her the most was the gunshot wound on his chest. She sighed and crossed her left arm over her body, setting her chin on her right hand in thought. Somehow she would have to get him to her safehouse for treatment.
* * *
She wasn't sure how she did it, but she had somehow managed to get the boy she found, who still looked oddly famliliar, back to her safehouse and onto her bed, across from where she was in a chair. She remembered the unconcious boy lying quietly on her bed completely. 'WuFei, it's been so long since I've last seen you. How'd you get yourself into this mess? Is it part of why you dissapeared so many years ago? What don't I know? What are you hiding from the world, WuFei?' A sigh escaped Tara's pursed lips as she finished bandaging his wound.
"I need some sleep..." muttered the fifteen-year-old colonist-supporter, covering the lower part of her face politely as she yawned. Pulling herself from her comfy chair, she trudged over to the dining room table and yanked a chair away from said table, setting it before the other chair, smirking at her pathetically made make-shift bed. She climbed onto her sleeping place for the night and tugged down the visor part of her cap before she allowed her deep violet eyes to slide shut.
.
Ten minutes after Tara had fully fallen asleep, onyx eyes began to groggily open. 'Where am I?' The teen slowly looked at his surroundings and tried to remember what happened exactly, and how he got here. In a sudden jolt, everything came back to him; the bullet he took for Quatre, the OZ base, the explosion and the comforting darkness after it all. WuFei sat up full of anger and fear but realized this wasn't such a good idea when his body began to ache. He groaned in pain but stifled the noise when his eyes fell upon another person in the room.
With her long legs propped up on one chair, the teenage girl sat arms crossed in another chair. Her head was down as her black hair flowed, covering her face, reaching a little past her hips.
WuFei glanced at her curiously for a moment, wondering if it was possible for a girl of her stature to be part of OZ, but quickly moved on to thinking of a way out. Looking past the sleeping girl, he saw a door. Tenderly, WuFei sat up once again and made his way for the door. As he passed the girl, he glanced back at her once more before opening the door, praying to anything that it didn't squeak.
A frighteningly cold wind bit at Wufei's skin as he stepped out side from the safehouse and for the first time he noticed that his wounds were bandaged. For an instant Wufei thought over his next course of action. 'The girl helped me, so she must be friendly. Maybe I should stay.' He thought momentarily about it before beginning to walk away from the door. 'Whether she's good or not doesn't matter. I must get back to the other pilots before she finds out who I am and decides to turn me in. I just can't risk it.'
Wufei stepped onto the sidewalk, happy that the girl's safehouse had been on the bottom floor of the old, rundown building.. His arms wrapped around himself as he began his journey back to the safehouse. Before he could get even five feet from the safehouse, Wufei's foot collided roughly with a rock and sent him flying to the ground. He hit with a hard 'thud' and couldn't hold back the deafening scream that followed as his injuries were reopened and torn even more.
.
Her eyes opened wide in shock at the sound she had just heard. Tara looked around frantically only to find that her visitor was gone. In her rush to get outside, Tara fell from where she was sitting and cursed slightly under her breath. Quickly and gracefully, she was back on her feet and out the door. Looking to her left, then her right, the American's worried glance fell upon her fallen comrade. She ran over to him and bent down by his side.
"You bloody idiot. What're ya tryin' to do, die or something?" Tara muttered under her breath as she tried to wake the boy next her. Eventually, his eyes opened.
WuFei, too out of it to do anything else, let Tara help him back into her safehouse but upon the door closing behind them, WuFei stood on his own and glared at the girl. 'I still don't know who she is and I must get back to the others soon. I can only imagine what Quatre is going through.' Figuring that he could easily overpower Tara, WuFei asked her kindly for a glass of water. Once her back was to him, WuFei launched an attack, lunging at her unsuspecting back. Although, his leap never left the ground as he tripped over the carpet, landing harshly behind Tara.
With a soft snort, Tara spun around to gaze at WuFei's fallen form. "Not in that condition WuFei." She bent down to help him up but backed off when he quickly sat up and glared at her.
"Who are you?" WuFei shouted in her face and continued to glare at her.
"You don't remember, do you, WuFei. I'm Tara, Tara James." She stared at him casually, one hand resting on her hip, the other holding the cup of water. "Well, you know if you wanted this water so bad you could'a gotten it yourself. I see you're in good enough physical condition." She leaned over to a small stand in the hallway and set the cup down. "But I guess that means you're finally over that 'stupid onna' stage, ne?" Tara turned back to him and leaned against the tresh-hold of the kitchen door.
WuFei's eyes locked with Tara's for a moment, and deep inside her amethyst orbs he saw wells of unshown pain, tinging the beautiful yet false smile she had plastered on her face. He thought back for a moment as to how she used to be, and an image of a small girl with elbow length dark brown hair and wide, pleased violet eyes crinkled in a true smile flashed in his mind. He frowned inwardly.
--Flashback--
WuFei was young again, running around in someone's backyard. Looking back, he faintly saw Tara chasing after him in their child's game of tag. He tried to outrun her but her lighter build inabled her to catch up quickly and tackle the 7-year-old WuFei to the ground. They fell to the grass laughing as they rolled along. They stopped with Tara pinning WuFei to the ground, before the young boy tried to roll out from under her grip and pin her down. He failed to do so as she slid out from underneath him and started runnning from him. WuFei, who was now 'it', ran after her but just missed seeing as she ducked behind a bush. He slowed to a halt, trying to determine which bush she was hiding behind.
Taking a guess, WuFei picked a bush to look behind. After checking each and every bush, he came to find Tara behind the very middle of them all. He extended a hand to the giggling girl and helped her off the ground just as his name was called. WuFei frowned as he turned around to see Master O beckoning him over. WuFei dropped Tara's hand and called to him.
"Do I have to?" Receiving a nod from Master O, the child WuFei sighed and turned to wave at Tara.
"Are you coming back tomorrow?" Tara asked almost timidly. Almost.
"I don't know for sure."
Tara glared harshly at Master O and adressed him. "What do ya need him for anyway?" She took a stand against him and waited impatiently for his answer.
With a sigh of frustration, Master O turned and looked angrily to Tara as she still pulled on WuFei.
"Let him go you bast-" Instantly, Wufei was back on the ground and had his hand clamped over Tara's mouth. With wide eyes, he stared at Tara as if to say 'Are you insane?!' Tara glared back at him and then looked to O who looked equally as angry as she was. Protectively, Tara stepped in front of WuFei and continued glaring at Master O.
In one swift motion, Master O was lunging his hands at Tara, who stood her ground but was quickly shoved away. Tara looked back just in time to see WuFei take the blow for her. He fell to his knees in front of Master O.
"You bloody idiot! Why did you do that?" Tara glared at her friend for taking the blow for her as she moved to help him to his feet. In that instant, WuFei realized how much Tara really meant to him, and the other way around. He also remembered how Tara said that he was her only friend.
Without any sort of apology, Master O picked up WuFei yet again and began to carry him away from Tara. WuFei tried to fight back but was too injured to do any sort of damage. Desperately, he tried to crane his neck around O's body to say 'good bye' to Tara but failed.
Tara felt tears stinging her eyes, but forced them back as she watched WuFei leave. To herself, she vowed that she would get WuFei back one day, no matter what it took.
--End Flashback--
Their moment of no passing seconds was torn when a ringing echoed throughout the house, and WuFei jumped, cringing and graping at his wound as Tara helped him to his feet. She signed, sauntering over the the vid- phone and rolling her eyes when she saw the mission command center's super intendant on the vid-phone. "What now?" Asked the girl annoyedly.
"You are to abandon your previous mission and return to L5."
Tara's eyes quickly changed from soft but annoyed to glaring and angry. "What?! I can't abandon this mission, you don't understand!"
"No, it is you who does not understand. You are to abandon the mission at once and return here to L5."
Tara glared at the super intendant and crossed her arms. She glanced back at WuFei.
~~~*~~~
Note to Sam: O! ^_^ OOOOOOOOOOOOO!
O! BOW TO THE WONDER WHICH IS THE LETTER 'O'! ^_^
hehe, I said I'd give you a long chapter.
Never said I wouldn't do a cliffie!
...
Berrful Hunter
email: glitzykiss67@aol.com
OR
IM: Tsuiraku Hoshi