GUNDAM--WING
LOST PROMISES
CHAPTER 1
DISCLAIMER and Writers' note:
Jessi-chan: All ideas for a fic comes trough a mind with strange fantasies or experiences from our reality. Though one of the writers of this fanfic isn't that normal person and the other is a vengeful young lady, my partner and best friend in writing this fanfic, the one and only Mae-chan. I am describe by her as a multiple personality psycho from another world, so a friend says and adds she likes my personality this way...[Ahem]...which with I am confused if I'm the one who's crazy or is it her. I got the idea of writing a fanfic from whenever my older sister buys an anime tape I always get cut off. Which conclusively makes you want to tear your hair off. Mae-chan's job is help me with the storyline and she also makes the mushy stuff........... Wweeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllll !!! I don't own this series so life sucks. And if you hate this fic, don't even waste your time e-mailing me, I might just hunt you down and make you regret your comment.......................... NWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-ahahahaHACK ! COUGH !!.................
Mae-chan: Okay then..........
Jessi-chan: Oh be quiet.........
Mae-chan: ...................]
Mae-chan: Hope you enjoy our first attempt fic !!! *^_^*
Reminder: This fan fiction has altered facts that may have a chance of happening in the storyline of the series. So please, do not bombard us with facts that the information are wrong and never existed in the series.
MYSTERIOUS YOUTHS
Two figures stood silently, watching the exploding base a few miles away from the ledge of the cliff. The clouds that covered the sky move away allowing the full moon that hung in the heavens to glow it's eerie light. It's light illuminated on the two figures, revealing that one is a boy with black hair and the other is a girl of younger age with brown hair . The black smoke from the base cover the moon once again, hiding the two figures back into the dark of the night.
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"3:00 a.m. this morning, the Norwegian Central Base was attacked. A total of 674 casualties were reported on both military officers and local citizens. The explosion reached an 80 kilometer radius due to various weapons being stored within the base. The OZ forces responds that this was indeed done by rebels. Presuming, sent by the colonies, the Gundam pilots. Although no sightings of any Gundam mobile suit was reported, responsibility was placed upon these peopl-----"
Duo turns the TV off while letting out a sigh.
"Oh great ! Now we're being held responsible for something we didn't do." he muttered, "So, who was it this time ?"
Heero did not respond to his question. Duo frowned and turned away from him.
"Seems that Mr. Perfectionist is ignoring me too."
"It wasn't any of us." Heero finally answered as his screen flashed different binary numbers.
Duo walked up to him and stared at the screen.
"What the hell is this ?"
"A coded password." Heero replied.
"ALL THESE NUMBERS !!" Duo blurted.
"It's a complicated code...."
"Holy shit." Duo commented as he watched more numbers appearing to the screen, "Just how many are there ?"
"A total of three hundred million numbers to choose from and only 10 numbers needed."
"Ten out of three hundred million ?" a sweat drop appears on Duo's head, "How the hell can you figure that ?"
"I can't, but all I know is that this person is more than just a computer expert."
Duo sighed again.
"We'll be in trouble if this new rebel force goes against us, wont we ?"
Heero nodded.
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A young girl with dark brown hair stared out the small window of the airplane with her dark, almost opaque, chestnut eyes. Judging from her looks and clothes, she's about 16-15 years of age and a military officer of high rank. Her hair was tied to a braid and into a bun, giving her a more mature look.
"You don't look too happy." a man of older age, about 19, whispered in her ear.
He had short black hair, that seems to be partly gelled up and dark emerald eyes that sparkled in the light like a cat's.
He received no answer.
A soldier walked up to them both.
"Lieutenant, Commander, we'll be landing at the airport momentarily." the soldier said to them.
"I see. Thank you." the man replied.
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They got out of the plane and was welcomed by the press and other high ranking militia officers. They were blinded by the flashes the camera's had and bombarded by questions by the vultures of the media. Ignoring the disturbance, they turn to the officers. They saluted and shook hands with the officers.
"Thank you for coming, Commander Midaki." the High commander greeted.
They notice the young girl with him.
"This must be Lt. Machiro." The high commander took her hand and shook it, "I hope the trip was not too tiresome."
"..Not really." her voice was soft spoken, but had a deadpan tone.
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"Two young officers landed at the Hudson Bay airport this morning from the L-6 colonies. It is reported that both are lead specialists on reserve in the L-6 post of the now taken over Federation militia. Their names are Commander Tetsuya Midaki, and Lieutenant Ayame Machiro."
Quatre dropped the cup he held on to the floor, shattering to many pieces.
"Quatre-sama ?! Is there something wrong ?" Rasid entered the room worriedly, hearing the crashing sound.
Quatre finally notices the broken tea cup he had dropped.
"I-I'm sorry. I dropped it by accident." he laughed nervously.
"I'll help you clean up." Rasid offered.
He notices again that his young master's attention was towards the TV. It showed the picture of the two soldier that arrived that day. Quatre wore a mask of concern.
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"I wish you acted more appropriately when we met the Commanders." Tetsuya sighed.
".........."
"Answering them more would have been better too."
".........."
"The again, maybe I expected too much from you."
".........."
"You know, answering me would be much better."
"The answers I may only say to you at the moment will only contradict everything you had suggested." Ayame answered with a mono-toned voice.
".......Right." Tetsuya frowned, "So why the cranky mood all of a sudden ?"
".............."
Tetsuya watched her from across the room and waited for an answer.
"....I hate this place..."
"Hm?"
"....I hate the Earth."
Tetsuya did not even bother to challenge her answer. He only came up to her and patted her on the head.
"Idiot." he said with a smile.
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"So, you're heading this way, huh ?" Duo asked, "That's quite strange."
"......You think so ?" Quatre muttered in a half embarrassed voice.
"Usually, you only decide to join us if it's really important." Duo replied with the usual grin, "So what is it this time ?"
Quatre hesitated to answer for a moment.
".......This afternoon, I saw the news." he said.
"Oh, yeah !! About that guy and the girl right ?!"
Quatre nodded.
"Hey, Quatre...That girl was pretty cute. Is she the reason ?" Duo teased.
"........Yes." Quatre answered.
Duo froze in surprise of Quatre's reply.
"No, no !! I didn't mean it like that." Quatre frowned nervously as Duo eyed him suspiciously through the comm. link, "I have important questions I must ask her."
The look did not disappear from Duo's face.
"...You don't believe me do you ?"
"No." Duo blurted.
"Oh, come on, Duo !! You know I'm not someone who'd run after women from the other side of the world."
"I wonder..."
Quatre frowned even more.
"Alright, alright...But if what you're saying is true, how the hell are you going to meet her without getting yourself into trouble ? I mean she's an OZ soldier after all."
".....I have already planned it."
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"St. Catherine's Catholic school ?!!" Duo blurted at Quatre.
Heero had just entered the room. He could not help, but stand there to listen to their conversation.
"I wish you wouldn't scream like that." Quatre muttered.
".......That's a catholic school, y'know ?" Duo countered.
"I am aware of that."
"......You do remember you're not catholic, right ?"
"Yes. I'm entering as a student under special requisition from my father."
"You actually asked your father? Didn't you say you'd be disowned?"
"........ I don't know why he actually replied to my request..... but he did."
Duo did not respond this time, but a frown grew on his face terribly.
"What are you two planning ?" Heero finally asked.
The two flinched at the sound of the familiar voice. Duo slowly turned to the brown haired young man.
"I said, what the hell are you two planning ?" he repeated.
"Heero....you're there....Well..Today, I saw a report on two specialist soldiers that landed on earth in the Hudson Bay International Airport. It concerns me that we were not informed about it earlier." Quatre replied.
"And ?"
"I found out that the young woman will be attending a school called St. Catherine's in Maine." he continued.
"So you're planning to follow her ?" Heero asked.
"Yes."
"Quatre....This is crazy, you know." Duo said.
Quatre sighed. The other two waited for a response.
"If you do not wish to join me, it is quite understandable. I shall go by myself." Quatre said in a more serious tone.
"Quatre, don't be foolish."
"I'll go with you." Heero interrupted them.
"WHAT ?!!" Duo shouted in surprise.
"Thank you, Heero." Quatre smiled with gratitude.
"I'll meet you in Maine tomorrow morning."
"All right." Quatre's comm. link closed.
Duo slammed his hands on the table in frustration.
"Are you serious ?!!" Duo asked.
"You're not coming with us. So, why are you complaining ?"
"If you get caught, that'll be the end of it !!" Duo shouted, "Maine has one of the largest defense forces of OZ. You'll never get away."
".....Do you not find it strange that we were not informed of these soldiers before hand?" Heero asked.
"I do !! But --"
"What if they are more trouble than Zechs and Trieze ? What will you do then if they are left alone ?"
Duo stayed silent for a moment.
"...This is crazy....You're both nuts..." he muttered under his breath.
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Quatre stared outside the window of his room, remembering an abominable occurrence that had happened in the past. He remembers himself from six years ago, sitting near the TV, hearing about the death of a close friend and this person's father caused by an accidental explosion within one of the Federation bases of England. The same type of blast that had occurred that morning and killed hundreds of people, as reported on the news. He sat on the bed and laid back onto the pillows, with one arm covering part of his face, as his memory of that dreadful day haunted him until he finally fell asleep.
A young eight year old Quatre stood silently before a group of people, dressed in fancy gowns and tuxedos, asking him questions and commenting at his cuteness and naivity. These people did not know how his true character was. He was a genius musically and academically. These skills helps him to be more aware of the true situations of the corrupt government he is now living with.
He sighed in boredom after the crowd had finally gave him some air to breath. Iria appears before him with a smile.
"Doshita no, onee-san ?" he asked.
"I want you to meet someone really special." she replied with a slight grin.
"Please, sister....No more strangers." he whined.
"Strangers ? I'm afraid you got it all wrong !" she said with a small frown, "You've met her before."
"When ?" Quatre asked with a smile of doubt.
"...Ummmm....I guess when you were....Four ?..I think..." she muttered under her breath.
"Sis." he frowned.
"I know, I know !! You can't remember, but you still have to meet her." she laughed.
"...Her ?" Quatre seemed a bit shocked.
"Un-hm." Iria nodded, "Honto ni kawaii no musume-chan."
"....No." Quatre muttered.
"Please Quatre !! This is the last one, I promise !!" she begged.
"What are you up to, sister ?" Quatre grimaced at her sister, knowing her tendency to pair him up with different girls of his age.
He is the heir to the Winner family after all, she would usually say. Quatre gloomed at the idea of it. He no longer was excited about taking over the family name, knowing where he came from and all. A test tube baby, he laughed. His father could replace him at any time he wanted. He despised his father for that. To himself, he was just a puppet. A mere pawn.
He awakened from his daze after hearing Iria begging him to come with her once again. He nodded, thinking that this help him pass the time for the rest of the night. Maybe his sister will leave him alone after, and he can return to his room with no objections. Iria smiled happily and quickly dragged him across the dancing hall, to his father and an unfamiliar man talking with him. The man was as tall as his father, with black hair and dark chestnut eyes. The two men turned to the youngsters. The man laughed and stared at the young boy.
"You must be young Master Quatre." he greeted, "Quite a fine young man he's become."
"T-Thank you." Quatre stuttered in shyness.
"Iria-san has also grown into a beautiful young lady." the man commented.
"Why thank you Mr. Shiriori. I'm quite flattered." she laughed.
"So, what brings you to us, Ms. Iria ?" Mr. Shiriori asked.
"I wanted my little brother to meet your daughter." she gestured at the crowd of aristocrats dancing and socializing in the background, "As you can see, there are no other children in his age to speak with. I believe Nicky is of appropriate age."
"...Well...Nicky is a year younger. I do not wish for Quatre to be baby- sitting for me."
"Oh, please Mr. Shiriori. Your daughter is old enough to take care of herself. You should have more faith in her." Iria replied.
"Tomoko, I think it'll be all right." their father added.
"Well, if you say so Winner..." he turned back to Iria, "She should be somewhere around."
Quatre and Iria left the two adults. Iria's face brightens up as she spots a little girl, wearing a simple white dress with laced corner and frills. Her brown hair had a small ribbon, decorated with pink sakura flowers, and brown eyes that glimmered with the reflecting light of the candles and chandeliers. She was eventually conversing with a few of the adults crowded in a semicircle, listening to her. The closer they got, the clearer they could hear her voice and the agreeing voices of the group before her. Quatre pulled her sister to stop behind the group, so he could listen to the child.
"As much as we may want to change their procedures, the more they are moved to make the citizens suffer. What good is that to us ?" the child blurted.
"But, if we do nothing, people are still being killed." one of the adults said as the others agreed.
"That is true....But forcing people to fight is wrong. It's almost like stealing the lives of others." she retorted, "King Sank made his mistake for allowing the power of the Federation forces to grow. Now, the Sank Kingdom is under martial law and eventually had spread to the colonies. Even if you decide to take arms now, the war will never end."
That remark caught Quatre's full attention.
"Even if we decide to fight now.... it will never end?" he thought, "What is she babbling about? ..... If we don't fight, how will this war end? How can we stop the suffering of people?"
"Then what can we do to stop the war if we don't fight back?" Quatre asked out loud.
All eyes turn to the youngster. Iria was even surprised at her siblings question.
"Quatre..." she thought in worry.
"You won't be able to stop it. War... peace... it's a never ending dance of suffering and happiness, an endless waltz of life. As long as living things exist...there is no chance absolute peace can be attained.."
"Demo --" Quatre was interrupted by a small clapping noise.
The audience turned to the young boy's companion. Iria was applauding the young child's speech. She smiled.
"Onee-san..." he muttered.
"I think that this little debate has gone far enough. We should not be talking about such depressing things, we are at a party after all." Iria continued.
The child smiled back and nodded at her as the others followed in applauding. The group slowly broke up after each one of the adults would comment on her knowledge and openness. This child was special, Quatre thought as he watched the girl. Iria approached Quatre with the girl by her side.
"I would like you to meet my brother, Quatre." Iria said, "Quatre, this is Nicole. The daughter of Mr. Tomoko Shiriori."
"How do you do ?" she replied while giving a curtsy.
Quatre bowed immediately in response.
"Ms. Iria !" Mr. Shiriori called as he approached the group.
"Is there a problem." Iria asked.
"I seemed to have lost track of your father. I can't find him anywhere." he said.
"I'll help you find him." she smiled, "You too can go ahead and talk. I'll see you later."
Quatre watched her sister until the moment she disappeared in the crowd of people.
"Would you like to talk somewhere more private ?" Nicole asked as she tapped him on the shoulder.
"Huh ?"
"We seem to be attracting some unwanted attention." she pointed at a few groups of adult laughing and giggling.
They appear to be gossiping about the two children being together. Quatre blushed.
"I think we should." he laughed nervously.
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They stood silently outside to the balcony over looking the huge garden. Nicole walked over to the railing and sat on it. Quatre seemed uncomfortable.
"Isn't that a bit dangerous ?" Quatre asked.
".....Not really.." she answered with a change of voice.
It was now more hesitative and mono-toned, much more different from that girl he saw that stood in front of a crowd and spoke her mind without any concern.
"I think differently from her.... But everything she said hit me inside..." he thought and watched her from the corner of his eye, "How can she speak so freely about such things? Without worrying about being criticized by others?"
The music began to play in the background and Nicole turned to him. She notices that he's nervous, unable to speak. Nicole was now concerned.
"Am I scaring him ?" she thought as she stared back into the empty garden.
Quatre sighed and walked up to her. Nicole stared at him blankly for he was bowing and one hand was offered to her.
"May I have this dance ?" he asked.
He hears her getting off the railing.
"Is she leaving ?" he though in his mind.
He then feels a hand in his. He looked up and saw Nicole smiling at him gently and answered "Yes."
to be continued.....
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Jessi-chan: Kya ! Kya ! Kawaii desho nee ?!! I only wish Quatre was real and met him like that. I wouldn't let that offer pass up, ever. Nee, Mae- chan ? Mae-chan ?
Mae-chan: Shame, man.
Jessi-chan: Huh ? sweat drops What's wrong ?
Mae-chan: Let me ask you something......
Jessi-chan: Nani ?
Mae-chan: Aren't they a bit too young to be....like this ?
Jessi-chan: .....Mae-chan....
Mae-chan: What ?
Jessi-chan: Don't you remember who suggested this ?
Mae-chan: sweatdrops Uh.....ISN'T IT SOOO GOOOOOOD!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOO !!
Jessi-chan: Bakayaro....
END
LOST PROMISES
CHAPTER 1
DISCLAIMER and Writers' note:
Jessi-chan: All ideas for a fic comes trough a mind with strange fantasies or experiences from our reality. Though one of the writers of this fanfic isn't that normal person and the other is a vengeful young lady, my partner and best friend in writing this fanfic, the one and only Mae-chan. I am describe by her as a multiple personality psycho from another world, so a friend says and adds she likes my personality this way...[Ahem]...which with I am confused if I'm the one who's crazy or is it her. I got the idea of writing a fanfic from whenever my older sister buys an anime tape I always get cut off. Which conclusively makes you want to tear your hair off. Mae-chan's job is help me with the storyline and she also makes the mushy stuff........... Wweeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllll !!! I don't own this series so life sucks. And if you hate this fic, don't even waste your time e-mailing me, I might just hunt you down and make you regret your comment.......................... NWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-ahahahaHACK ! COUGH !!.................
Mae-chan: Okay then..........
Jessi-chan: Oh be quiet.........
Mae-chan: ...................]
Mae-chan: Hope you enjoy our first attempt fic !!! *^_^*
Reminder: This fan fiction has altered facts that may have a chance of happening in the storyline of the series. So please, do not bombard us with facts that the information are wrong and never existed in the series.
MYSTERIOUS YOUTHS
Two figures stood silently, watching the exploding base a few miles away from the ledge of the cliff. The clouds that covered the sky move away allowing the full moon that hung in the heavens to glow it's eerie light. It's light illuminated on the two figures, revealing that one is a boy with black hair and the other is a girl of younger age with brown hair . The black smoke from the base cover the moon once again, hiding the two figures back into the dark of the night.
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"3:00 a.m. this morning, the Norwegian Central Base was attacked. A total of 674 casualties were reported on both military officers and local citizens. The explosion reached an 80 kilometer radius due to various weapons being stored within the base. The OZ forces responds that this was indeed done by rebels. Presuming, sent by the colonies, the Gundam pilots. Although no sightings of any Gundam mobile suit was reported, responsibility was placed upon these peopl-----"
Duo turns the TV off while letting out a sigh.
"Oh great ! Now we're being held responsible for something we didn't do." he muttered, "So, who was it this time ?"
Heero did not respond to his question. Duo frowned and turned away from him.
"Seems that Mr. Perfectionist is ignoring me too."
"It wasn't any of us." Heero finally answered as his screen flashed different binary numbers.
Duo walked up to him and stared at the screen.
"What the hell is this ?"
"A coded password." Heero replied.
"ALL THESE NUMBERS !!" Duo blurted.
"It's a complicated code...."
"Holy shit." Duo commented as he watched more numbers appearing to the screen, "Just how many are there ?"
"A total of three hundred million numbers to choose from and only 10 numbers needed."
"Ten out of three hundred million ?" a sweat drop appears on Duo's head, "How the hell can you figure that ?"
"I can't, but all I know is that this person is more than just a computer expert."
Duo sighed again.
"We'll be in trouble if this new rebel force goes against us, wont we ?"
Heero nodded.
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A young girl with dark brown hair stared out the small window of the airplane with her dark, almost opaque, chestnut eyes. Judging from her looks and clothes, she's about 16-15 years of age and a military officer of high rank. Her hair was tied to a braid and into a bun, giving her a more mature look.
"You don't look too happy." a man of older age, about 19, whispered in her ear.
He had short black hair, that seems to be partly gelled up and dark emerald eyes that sparkled in the light like a cat's.
He received no answer.
A soldier walked up to them both.
"Lieutenant, Commander, we'll be landing at the airport momentarily." the soldier said to them.
"I see. Thank you." the man replied.
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They got out of the plane and was welcomed by the press and other high ranking militia officers. They were blinded by the flashes the camera's had and bombarded by questions by the vultures of the media. Ignoring the disturbance, they turn to the officers. They saluted and shook hands with the officers.
"Thank you for coming, Commander Midaki." the High commander greeted.
They notice the young girl with him.
"This must be Lt. Machiro." The high commander took her hand and shook it, "I hope the trip was not too tiresome."
"..Not really." her voice was soft spoken, but had a deadpan tone.
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"Two young officers landed at the Hudson Bay airport this morning from the L-6 colonies. It is reported that both are lead specialists on reserve in the L-6 post of the now taken over Federation militia. Their names are Commander Tetsuya Midaki, and Lieutenant Ayame Machiro."
Quatre dropped the cup he held on to the floor, shattering to many pieces.
"Quatre-sama ?! Is there something wrong ?" Rasid entered the room worriedly, hearing the crashing sound.
Quatre finally notices the broken tea cup he had dropped.
"I-I'm sorry. I dropped it by accident." he laughed nervously.
"I'll help you clean up." Rasid offered.
He notices again that his young master's attention was towards the TV. It showed the picture of the two soldier that arrived that day. Quatre wore a mask of concern.
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"I wish you acted more appropriately when we met the Commanders." Tetsuya sighed.
".........."
"Answering them more would have been better too."
".........."
"The again, maybe I expected too much from you."
".........."
"You know, answering me would be much better."
"The answers I may only say to you at the moment will only contradict everything you had suggested." Ayame answered with a mono-toned voice.
".......Right." Tetsuya frowned, "So why the cranky mood all of a sudden ?"
".............."
Tetsuya watched her from across the room and waited for an answer.
"....I hate this place..."
"Hm?"
"....I hate the Earth."
Tetsuya did not even bother to challenge her answer. He only came up to her and patted her on the head.
"Idiot." he said with a smile.
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"So, you're heading this way, huh ?" Duo asked, "That's quite strange."
"......You think so ?" Quatre muttered in a half embarrassed voice.
"Usually, you only decide to join us if it's really important." Duo replied with the usual grin, "So what is it this time ?"
Quatre hesitated to answer for a moment.
".......This afternoon, I saw the news." he said.
"Oh, yeah !! About that guy and the girl right ?!"
Quatre nodded.
"Hey, Quatre...That girl was pretty cute. Is she the reason ?" Duo teased.
"........Yes." Quatre answered.
Duo froze in surprise of Quatre's reply.
"No, no !! I didn't mean it like that." Quatre frowned nervously as Duo eyed him suspiciously through the comm. link, "I have important questions I must ask her."
The look did not disappear from Duo's face.
"...You don't believe me do you ?"
"No." Duo blurted.
"Oh, come on, Duo !! You know I'm not someone who'd run after women from the other side of the world."
"I wonder..."
Quatre frowned even more.
"Alright, alright...But if what you're saying is true, how the hell are you going to meet her without getting yourself into trouble ? I mean she's an OZ soldier after all."
".....I have already planned it."
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"St. Catherine's Catholic school ?!!" Duo blurted at Quatre.
Heero had just entered the room. He could not help, but stand there to listen to their conversation.
"I wish you wouldn't scream like that." Quatre muttered.
".......That's a catholic school, y'know ?" Duo countered.
"I am aware of that."
"......You do remember you're not catholic, right ?"
"Yes. I'm entering as a student under special requisition from my father."
"You actually asked your father? Didn't you say you'd be disowned?"
"........ I don't know why he actually replied to my request..... but he did."
Duo did not respond this time, but a frown grew on his face terribly.
"What are you two planning ?" Heero finally asked.
The two flinched at the sound of the familiar voice. Duo slowly turned to the brown haired young man.
"I said, what the hell are you two planning ?" he repeated.
"Heero....you're there....Well..Today, I saw a report on two specialist soldiers that landed on earth in the Hudson Bay International Airport. It concerns me that we were not informed about it earlier." Quatre replied.
"And ?"
"I found out that the young woman will be attending a school called St. Catherine's in Maine." he continued.
"So you're planning to follow her ?" Heero asked.
"Yes."
"Quatre....This is crazy, you know." Duo said.
Quatre sighed. The other two waited for a response.
"If you do not wish to join me, it is quite understandable. I shall go by myself." Quatre said in a more serious tone.
"Quatre, don't be foolish."
"I'll go with you." Heero interrupted them.
"WHAT ?!!" Duo shouted in surprise.
"Thank you, Heero." Quatre smiled with gratitude.
"I'll meet you in Maine tomorrow morning."
"All right." Quatre's comm. link closed.
Duo slammed his hands on the table in frustration.
"Are you serious ?!!" Duo asked.
"You're not coming with us. So, why are you complaining ?"
"If you get caught, that'll be the end of it !!" Duo shouted, "Maine has one of the largest defense forces of OZ. You'll never get away."
".....Do you not find it strange that we were not informed of these soldiers before hand?" Heero asked.
"I do !! But --"
"What if they are more trouble than Zechs and Trieze ? What will you do then if they are left alone ?"
Duo stayed silent for a moment.
"...This is crazy....You're both nuts..." he muttered under his breath.
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Quatre stared outside the window of his room, remembering an abominable occurrence that had happened in the past. He remembers himself from six years ago, sitting near the TV, hearing about the death of a close friend and this person's father caused by an accidental explosion within one of the Federation bases of England. The same type of blast that had occurred that morning and killed hundreds of people, as reported on the news. He sat on the bed and laid back onto the pillows, with one arm covering part of his face, as his memory of that dreadful day haunted him until he finally fell asleep.
A young eight year old Quatre stood silently before a group of people, dressed in fancy gowns and tuxedos, asking him questions and commenting at his cuteness and naivity. These people did not know how his true character was. He was a genius musically and academically. These skills helps him to be more aware of the true situations of the corrupt government he is now living with.
He sighed in boredom after the crowd had finally gave him some air to breath. Iria appears before him with a smile.
"Doshita no, onee-san ?" he asked.
"I want you to meet someone really special." she replied with a slight grin.
"Please, sister....No more strangers." he whined.
"Strangers ? I'm afraid you got it all wrong !" she said with a small frown, "You've met her before."
"When ?" Quatre asked with a smile of doubt.
"...Ummmm....I guess when you were....Four ?..I think..." she muttered under her breath.
"Sis." he frowned.
"I know, I know !! You can't remember, but you still have to meet her." she laughed.
"...Her ?" Quatre seemed a bit shocked.
"Un-hm." Iria nodded, "Honto ni kawaii no musume-chan."
"....No." Quatre muttered.
"Please Quatre !! This is the last one, I promise !!" she begged.
"What are you up to, sister ?" Quatre grimaced at her sister, knowing her tendency to pair him up with different girls of his age.
He is the heir to the Winner family after all, she would usually say. Quatre gloomed at the idea of it. He no longer was excited about taking over the family name, knowing where he came from and all. A test tube baby, he laughed. His father could replace him at any time he wanted. He despised his father for that. To himself, he was just a puppet. A mere pawn.
He awakened from his daze after hearing Iria begging him to come with her once again. He nodded, thinking that this help him pass the time for the rest of the night. Maybe his sister will leave him alone after, and he can return to his room with no objections. Iria smiled happily and quickly dragged him across the dancing hall, to his father and an unfamiliar man talking with him. The man was as tall as his father, with black hair and dark chestnut eyes. The two men turned to the youngsters. The man laughed and stared at the young boy.
"You must be young Master Quatre." he greeted, "Quite a fine young man he's become."
"T-Thank you." Quatre stuttered in shyness.
"Iria-san has also grown into a beautiful young lady." the man commented.
"Why thank you Mr. Shiriori. I'm quite flattered." she laughed.
"So, what brings you to us, Ms. Iria ?" Mr. Shiriori asked.
"I wanted my little brother to meet your daughter." she gestured at the crowd of aristocrats dancing and socializing in the background, "As you can see, there are no other children in his age to speak with. I believe Nicky is of appropriate age."
"...Well...Nicky is a year younger. I do not wish for Quatre to be baby- sitting for me."
"Oh, please Mr. Shiriori. Your daughter is old enough to take care of herself. You should have more faith in her." Iria replied.
"Tomoko, I think it'll be all right." their father added.
"Well, if you say so Winner..." he turned back to Iria, "She should be somewhere around."
Quatre and Iria left the two adults. Iria's face brightens up as she spots a little girl, wearing a simple white dress with laced corner and frills. Her brown hair had a small ribbon, decorated with pink sakura flowers, and brown eyes that glimmered with the reflecting light of the candles and chandeliers. She was eventually conversing with a few of the adults crowded in a semicircle, listening to her. The closer they got, the clearer they could hear her voice and the agreeing voices of the group before her. Quatre pulled her sister to stop behind the group, so he could listen to the child.
"As much as we may want to change their procedures, the more they are moved to make the citizens suffer. What good is that to us ?" the child blurted.
"But, if we do nothing, people are still being killed." one of the adults said as the others agreed.
"That is true....But forcing people to fight is wrong. It's almost like stealing the lives of others." she retorted, "King Sank made his mistake for allowing the power of the Federation forces to grow. Now, the Sank Kingdom is under martial law and eventually had spread to the colonies. Even if you decide to take arms now, the war will never end."
That remark caught Quatre's full attention.
"Even if we decide to fight now.... it will never end?" he thought, "What is she babbling about? ..... If we don't fight, how will this war end? How can we stop the suffering of people?"
"Then what can we do to stop the war if we don't fight back?" Quatre asked out loud.
All eyes turn to the youngster. Iria was even surprised at her siblings question.
"Quatre..." she thought in worry.
"You won't be able to stop it. War... peace... it's a never ending dance of suffering and happiness, an endless waltz of life. As long as living things exist...there is no chance absolute peace can be attained.."
"Demo --" Quatre was interrupted by a small clapping noise.
The audience turned to the young boy's companion. Iria was applauding the young child's speech. She smiled.
"Onee-san..." he muttered.
"I think that this little debate has gone far enough. We should not be talking about such depressing things, we are at a party after all." Iria continued.
The child smiled back and nodded at her as the others followed in applauding. The group slowly broke up after each one of the adults would comment on her knowledge and openness. This child was special, Quatre thought as he watched the girl. Iria approached Quatre with the girl by her side.
"I would like you to meet my brother, Quatre." Iria said, "Quatre, this is Nicole. The daughter of Mr. Tomoko Shiriori."
"How do you do ?" she replied while giving a curtsy.
Quatre bowed immediately in response.
"Ms. Iria !" Mr. Shiriori called as he approached the group.
"Is there a problem." Iria asked.
"I seemed to have lost track of your father. I can't find him anywhere." he said.
"I'll help you find him." she smiled, "You too can go ahead and talk. I'll see you later."
Quatre watched her sister until the moment she disappeared in the crowd of people.
"Would you like to talk somewhere more private ?" Nicole asked as she tapped him on the shoulder.
"Huh ?"
"We seem to be attracting some unwanted attention." she pointed at a few groups of adult laughing and giggling.
They appear to be gossiping about the two children being together. Quatre blushed.
"I think we should." he laughed nervously.
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They stood silently outside to the balcony over looking the huge garden. Nicole walked over to the railing and sat on it. Quatre seemed uncomfortable.
"Isn't that a bit dangerous ?" Quatre asked.
".....Not really.." she answered with a change of voice.
It was now more hesitative and mono-toned, much more different from that girl he saw that stood in front of a crowd and spoke her mind without any concern.
"I think differently from her.... But everything she said hit me inside..." he thought and watched her from the corner of his eye, "How can she speak so freely about such things? Without worrying about being criticized by others?"
The music began to play in the background and Nicole turned to him. She notices that he's nervous, unable to speak. Nicole was now concerned.
"Am I scaring him ?" she thought as she stared back into the empty garden.
Quatre sighed and walked up to her. Nicole stared at him blankly for he was bowing and one hand was offered to her.
"May I have this dance ?" he asked.
He hears her getting off the railing.
"Is she leaving ?" he though in his mind.
He then feels a hand in his. He looked up and saw Nicole smiling at him gently and answered "Yes."
to be continued.....
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Jessi-chan: Kya ! Kya ! Kawaii desho nee ?!! I only wish Quatre was real and met him like that. I wouldn't let that offer pass up, ever. Nee, Mae- chan ? Mae-chan ?
Mae-chan: Shame, man.
Jessi-chan: Huh ? sweat drops What's wrong ?
Mae-chan: Let me ask you something......
Jessi-chan: Nani ?
Mae-chan: Aren't they a bit too young to be....like this ?
Jessi-chan: .....Mae-chan....
Mae-chan: What ?
Jessi-chan: Don't you remember who suggested this ?
Mae-chan: sweatdrops Uh.....ISN'T IT SOOO GOOOOOOD!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOO !!
Jessi-chan: Bakayaro....
END