GUNDAM--WING
LOST PROMISES
CHAPTER 2
DISCLAIMER and Writers' note:
Jessi-chan: Konnichiwa mina-sama !! Mae-chan and I are working really hard on this fic. We luckily had finished one chapter. It's fun in writing this fic. I thank all the people for their comments. This fic has no connection to the series at all. Well too bad !! I admire most writers of the fics.....uh mostly I forgot their names. I love the fic called dreams. I think that was about Duo stealing some booze. Eventually all of the pilots gets drunk and all and starts having nightmares. I don't get it though......most writers pick on poor Wufei in the fics. I don't think turning his gundam pink is very nice even though I think that part was hilarious. I would love to work on a group fic........
Mae-chan : huh ?
Jessi-chan: It's when you start a fic and then you pass it to another person in the net for them to continue it.
Mae-chan: Oh.
Jessi-chan: How can you describe the fic we are working on ?
Mae-chan: It's good................... It's confusing- good.......Hahahahaha....*^_^*
Jessi-chan: "........................................................................... ..............................."
Mae-chan: "Nani yo ?!"
Jessi-chan: Nanimo-arimasen......Anyway we have to finish the fic. Hai, hai! We don't own the series so too bad for us and we are absolutely not making any money out of this. The characters of G-Wing all belong to their rightful company Which I cannot seem to remember which one, and all made up characters are made by the writers of this fic. Comparing the other Gundams stories to Gundam Wing, Gundam Wing's storyline is more about the character's relations to each other, friendship and so on. They pay less attention about the mobile suits. And the guys look cuter. Too bad that their voice actors/actresses are at their late 20's and 30's.......even more. No one cares about that !! They still look cute no matter what. Let's start the fic !!!
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Duo, Heero, and Quatre stood before the tall gates of the high class school. Duo scratched his head.
"Are you sure this is wise ?" Duo asked.
"No one forced you to come." Heero replied with the usual hostile tone of voice.
"But I'm really thankful you came." Quatre smiled trying to break a start of an argument.
"It's not that I wanted to...But if I left you two alone, you probably will get in trouble." Duo proudly articulated.
"How strange ? The last time I recalled, you were the cause of those troubles." Heero commented and walked ahead.
Quatre frowned and followed Heero. Duo watched the tall building stretch up towards the sky and sighed.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." he muttered.
AYAME
"We have a new student." the teacher said and gestured at the brown haired boy.
"My name's Duo Maxwell. Nice to meet you all." Duo greeted with the usual high spirited smile.
There were whispers and giggling within the students.
"Quiet down everyone. Well then Maxwell-kun, your seat is over there." the teacher uttered as she pointed at a desk at the back, right beside the window.
Duo immediately walked at the desk and sat on the chair also noticing an empty desk in front of his. He studied his fellow peers to see if the soldier was within the group.
"Could this be her seat?" he thought.
He feels a tap on his right shoulder. He turns to the student across from him. A young dirty blonde haired girl smiled at him. Her aquamarine eyes flashed gloriously against the sun each time she blinked with her uppity smile. She offered him her hand.
"My name is Mai. Nanami, Mai Anne that is."
Duo took her hand and shook it.
"Duo Maxwell."
"It's nice to meet you Duo-kun."
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"That's great!" Duo commented, "So you skipped a grade, huh?"
"Yup!!" Mai nodded happily, "I took some sort of entrance exam and got it perfect, so they made an offer for me to take another test, but for a higher grade!!"
"Wow...That means you must be awfully smart."
"...N-Not really." she stuttered shyly, "I'm still not used to being complimented about it, even from my own parents. And it's a bit of a bother. I'm the shortest in the whole grade, but not the youngest."
"Not the youngest?" Duo asked.
"...Well, there's a student, about a month or so younger than me, but she's awfully tall."
"How tall in she?"
"Hmm… She's about your height or maybe a few millimeters shorter or so. She's the one who sits in front of you in class......But then again....She wasn't there, so how would you know..."
"What's her name?"
"...Oh! Machiro, Ayame-san I believe." she said, "She's very quiet, but much smarter than me."
"Really?" Duo muttered.
"I heard you transferred with some other students. Are they friend of yours?"
"Well, sort of." Duo replied, "Speaking about the devils...Quatre! Heero!! Over here!!"
"There you are, D--...." Quatre notices the girl sitting by their braided friend on the grass.
"Looks like you're getting along with the students." Quatre smiled as he walked towards them.
"With the women, you mean." Heero added in his usual voice.
"Hello." Mai greeted, "Are you the new transfer students?"
"Yes. My name's Quatre Raberba Winner. It's nice to meet you... uh.."
"My name is Nanami, Mai Anne. Nice to meet you too, Quatre-kun." she immediately turns to Heero.
"This is Heero Yuy. He's not what you call....talkative." Duo commented.
"It's nice to meet you, Heero-kun." she smiled and stood up, "Oh! Hey, would you like to have a tour of the school?"
"We would very much appreciate that." Quatre responded cheerfully.
"What did you find?" Heero asked Duo.
"...Ayame Machiro is here, for sure. I got confirmation on that."
"Nanami-san, are you busy?" a voice asked from behind the group
"Ayame-san, konnichiwa!" Mai greeted cheerfully.
The three boys turn to the new figure. The slender figured girl stood before them in the navy blue school uniform. Her brown hair was loose and her eyes had a lighter tone than usual. One thing that did not change was the deadpan tone of her soft-spoken voice and the piercing icy stare in her eyes. Duo notices something else. Around her neck was a silver cross pendant with a beautiful sapphire stone that was placed on the middle. Duo flinched a little.
"Oh, yes, I forgot." Mai quickly stood beside Ayame, "Everyone, this is Ayame Machiro. Ayame-san, this is Duo Maxwell."
"Y-Yo!" Duo greeted.
"Heero Yuy."
"....."
Mai frowned.
"Um... He's quiet about things." she whispered to Ayame's ear.
"It's understandable." Ayame replied.
"And Quatre Raberba Winner."
"......"
"..Quatre-kun? Is there a problem?" Mai asked worriedly.
Quatre snapped from his trance.
"Uh... Huh? Oh! Nice to meet you." he finally responded.
"And you're all transferee's?" Ayame asked.
"Yes." Quatre answered.
".......Hen nano..." Ayame muttered.
"W-What's strange?" Quatre inquired.
"How come all of you transferred in the same day and seem to know each other very well?" she questioned, making all three boys slightly wince.
Ayame gave them the cautious look.
"Uh...well..." Duo had no idea what to say.
The stare she was giving was unavoidable and was a bit nerve-wrecking. She suddenly pats Quatre lightly on the shoulder.
"No need to be nervous. I'm just kidding." she said in a lighter tone of voice, "With a reaction like 'that', it makes you look like you're planning to do something bad."
She started to walk back to the dorms.
"Uh! Ayame-san?! What did you need me for?!" Mai asked.
Ayame turns back to her.
"Oh... right... Elena wanted to speak with you." she said and walked away again.
"Aww...That sucks." she turns to the three boys, "Sorry guys, but I'll have to give the tour the next time I have free time."
"Who is Elena?" Heero asked.
"Elena Rosenberg is the student council president. She's well known for her long lectures and speeches, but she's awfully kind. Well, I gotta get going."
"Thank you for the offer anyway." Quatre smiled.
"I'll see you all tomorrow." she waved and ran to the main school building.
Duo sat back down to the ground with a sigh.
"I thought I was gonna break when that Ayame person showed up." he said.
Quatre gave a slight smile at his comment.
"I thought you found her pretty?"
"She is... but.... she's a bit scary." Duo replied with a frown.
Quatre smirked.
"How about you, Heero?" Duo asked.
Heero did not even bother to turn to them and just walked away.
".......Okay....How about you, Quatre?"
"I don't mind her." he responded with a smile.
".....You like her, don't you?" Duo teased as he put him in a head lock.
"D-Duo...I can't...breathe...." Quatre said in a panic
They both look up, only seeing Ayame a few meters away from them, wearing a blank stare.
"...What are you doing?" she asked bluntly in her mono-toned voice.
Duo immediately releases Quatre as the blonde boy began to cough for air. A small smile broke from her mouth as she watched Duo apologizing to Quatre.
"....It really is strange....." she thought, "....It feels like I've met you all before...It feels really strange." her gaze stayed at Quatre who appeared to be still shaken about what Duo had just done.
Quatre notices Ayame staring at him with her light brown eyes. Duo also notices this and grins.
"I think I'll leave you two alone." he said.
"Where are you going?" Quatre asked worriedly.
"Going to do some homework." he replied.
"Homework....?" Quatre and Ayame both muttered.
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Heero's computer began to output some information as he hacked in to the school data files. He highlights Ayame's name and opens her file.
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NAME: Machiro, Ayame
AGE: 14
Japanese\American decent
BIRTH DATE: A.C. 181, March exact date of birth, N/A
PLACE OF BIRTH: N/A
EYE COLOR: Chestnut brown
HAIR COLOR: Raw umber
HEIGHT: 5'8"
FATHER: N/A
OTHER: N/A
HISTORY OF EDUCATION: N/A
STUDENT HISTORY: Under custody of the Federation forces since A.C.191. Parents are both unknown. Found in an L-6 colony under the care of Colonel Geraldo Mizuno. Currently a Lieutenant, class S, in the OZ militia.
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"Geraldo Mizuno...Then that means...Katleen Mizuno is connected to this." Heero muttered, "Then she may know something about Tomoko's child." Heero lay back on his chair, "Ayame Machiro..... What is someone like her doing here?"
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"So... I look like someone you knew once..." Ayame said showing some signs of interest to the blonde's story.
"Yes." Quatre continued.
"...Is that it?" Ayame asked, "Is that what you've been worrying about?"
"Yes. That's pretty much it." Quatre muttered, "Isn't it stupid?"
"No, not at all." Ayame replied.
Quatre stared at her in surprise. The two teens where sitting on the chairs on the balcony area of the huge cafeteria. It was already dark, and the stars shone brightly above them.
"… Why do you think it's not stupid?" he asked.
"...Well...Sometimes, when I look at a mirror, I feel like this person that's reflected before me isn't really me. It's more like a copy of someone else." she said while staring at the sky, "I've been thinking like this, since I woke up from that hospital."
"...A hospital...?" Quatre wondered in concern, "You were in a hospital?"
Ayame nodded.
"That's why all of the information about me is limited." Ayame said, "They say I was in an accident... and that I've been in a coma for almost a year... My name was unheard of. It was listed, but the information and description clashed when they compared the files on this other Ayame and the medical records they had on me… So, they couldn't find my parents. They say that my parents may have been from the lower classes.... but even DNA tracking had no results ... Someone also told me that I might have been a human experiment, even a clone of someone.... a clone of that Nicole you spoke of… Maybe even... a test tube baby."
A memory of a younger version of Quatre fighting with his father flashed in his mind. He frowned.
"I'm sure you aren't." Quatre muttered, "If you were, they would have known who the donors were."
"...Really?" Ayame asked.
"....I was born that way....I know how it works."
Ayame stared at him.
"You see, even anonymous donors will be recorded. It's for the safety of the child that's born." He explained.
"...... I hope you don't mind me asking.... but... Did you find out who the donors were?" she questioned hesitantly.
"I didn't need to." a certain roughness came out of the tone of his voice, "My father already told me everything."
"I knew I shouldn't have asked. I triggered something bad in your past, didn't I?" Ayame asked again in a tone that almost sounded ashamed.
Quatre didn't answer. He then felt a hand stroking his hair gently. Quatre turned to Ayame, who wore a look of hesitative compassion.
"Maybe it's time you threw those horrid memories away." she suggested, surprising Quatre.
Ayame withdrew her hand quickly; unsure of what she had done just then and stared at the floor as she clutched her hands together.
"I-I mean... I'm sure there's more to this story than what you are telling me.... But..." she stuttered, "Your anger of knowing the fact of being born that way will only cause you to regret…feel sadness, and even hatred. If you become like that, people who love you will suffer too..... Besides... Isn't being alive and striving enough for you?"
A slight colour of red added to Quatre's cheeks and smiled at her.
"You want to know something funny?" he asked.
"What?"
"Nicole said almost the same thing."
"..Hmmmm....Now that's curious..." Ayame thought out loud.
Quatre began to laugh at her remark. But at the same time, the night of the dance played continuously in his mind as he continued to talk to the brunette girl that sat beside him, with openness, feeling the same things he did when he was with 'Nicole Shiriori'. He felt relaxed and comfortable. He was happy.
"....We have met...haven't we..." Ayame thought as she watched him, with such gentle eyes that she had never used on anyone before.
Somehow, seeing this young man and hearing his voice was nostalgic to her. She felt a familiar feeling of sheer happiness and deep sadness overwhelming her at the same time. A feeling she had never felt before. It was a longing. A longing to be with this person, to watch and protect that smile he bared. She wanted to see it as much as she can somehow...... Maybe it is because he has that something she could never do… something she longs to do..... to freely smile.
to be continued....
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Jessi-chan: admiring last scene
Mae-chan: ...Jessi-chan ?
Jessi-chan: ignoring
Mae-chan: ....Umm...We have to end the fic, y'know....
Jessi-chan: still ignoring
Mae-chan: sweatdrop Umm...uh..Jessi-chan...?
Jessi-chan: Admiring Aaaah....Quatre-sama, kakowaii !! little hearts start floating around the room
Mae-chan: ...Nanda sore ?turns back to the Audience\Readers Since Jessi- chan's too busy admiring poor Quatre-kun, I shall be the one to bid you farewell andwait for the next chapter of the Fanfics.......Well.....Bye.
END
LOST PROMISES
CHAPTER 2
DISCLAIMER and Writers' note:
Jessi-chan: Konnichiwa mina-sama !! Mae-chan and I are working really hard on this fic. We luckily had finished one chapter. It's fun in writing this fic. I thank all the people for their comments. This fic has no connection to the series at all. Well too bad !! I admire most writers of the fics.....uh mostly I forgot their names. I love the fic called dreams. I think that was about Duo stealing some booze. Eventually all of the pilots gets drunk and all and starts having nightmares. I don't get it though......most writers pick on poor Wufei in the fics. I don't think turning his gundam pink is very nice even though I think that part was hilarious. I would love to work on a group fic........
Mae-chan : huh ?
Jessi-chan: It's when you start a fic and then you pass it to another person in the net for them to continue it.
Mae-chan: Oh.
Jessi-chan: How can you describe the fic we are working on ?
Mae-chan: It's good................... It's confusing- good.......Hahahahaha....*^_^*
Jessi-chan: "........................................................................... ..............................."
Mae-chan: "Nani yo ?!"
Jessi-chan: Nanimo-arimasen......Anyway we have to finish the fic. Hai, hai! We don't own the series so too bad for us and we are absolutely not making any money out of this. The characters of G-Wing all belong to their rightful company Which I cannot seem to remember which one, and all made up characters are made by the writers of this fic. Comparing the other Gundams stories to Gundam Wing, Gundam Wing's storyline is more about the character's relations to each other, friendship and so on. They pay less attention about the mobile suits. And the guys look cuter. Too bad that their voice actors/actresses are at their late 20's and 30's.......even more. No one cares about that !! They still look cute no matter what. Let's start the fic !!!
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Duo, Heero, and Quatre stood before the tall gates of the high class school. Duo scratched his head.
"Are you sure this is wise ?" Duo asked.
"No one forced you to come." Heero replied with the usual hostile tone of voice.
"But I'm really thankful you came." Quatre smiled trying to break a start of an argument.
"It's not that I wanted to...But if I left you two alone, you probably will get in trouble." Duo proudly articulated.
"How strange ? The last time I recalled, you were the cause of those troubles." Heero commented and walked ahead.
Quatre frowned and followed Heero. Duo watched the tall building stretch up towards the sky and sighed.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." he muttered.
AYAME
"We have a new student." the teacher said and gestured at the brown haired boy.
"My name's Duo Maxwell. Nice to meet you all." Duo greeted with the usual high spirited smile.
There were whispers and giggling within the students.
"Quiet down everyone. Well then Maxwell-kun, your seat is over there." the teacher uttered as she pointed at a desk at the back, right beside the window.
Duo immediately walked at the desk and sat on the chair also noticing an empty desk in front of his. He studied his fellow peers to see if the soldier was within the group.
"Could this be her seat?" he thought.
He feels a tap on his right shoulder. He turns to the student across from him. A young dirty blonde haired girl smiled at him. Her aquamarine eyes flashed gloriously against the sun each time she blinked with her uppity smile. She offered him her hand.
"My name is Mai. Nanami, Mai Anne that is."
Duo took her hand and shook it.
"Duo Maxwell."
"It's nice to meet you Duo-kun."
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"That's great!" Duo commented, "So you skipped a grade, huh?"
"Yup!!" Mai nodded happily, "I took some sort of entrance exam and got it perfect, so they made an offer for me to take another test, but for a higher grade!!"
"Wow...That means you must be awfully smart."
"...N-Not really." she stuttered shyly, "I'm still not used to being complimented about it, even from my own parents. And it's a bit of a bother. I'm the shortest in the whole grade, but not the youngest."
"Not the youngest?" Duo asked.
"...Well, there's a student, about a month or so younger than me, but she's awfully tall."
"How tall in she?"
"Hmm… She's about your height or maybe a few millimeters shorter or so. She's the one who sits in front of you in class......But then again....She wasn't there, so how would you know..."
"What's her name?"
"...Oh! Machiro, Ayame-san I believe." she said, "She's very quiet, but much smarter than me."
"Really?" Duo muttered.
"I heard you transferred with some other students. Are they friend of yours?"
"Well, sort of." Duo replied, "Speaking about the devils...Quatre! Heero!! Over here!!"
"There you are, D--...." Quatre notices the girl sitting by their braided friend on the grass.
"Looks like you're getting along with the students." Quatre smiled as he walked towards them.
"With the women, you mean." Heero added in his usual voice.
"Hello." Mai greeted, "Are you the new transfer students?"
"Yes. My name's Quatre Raberba Winner. It's nice to meet you... uh.."
"My name is Nanami, Mai Anne. Nice to meet you too, Quatre-kun." she immediately turns to Heero.
"This is Heero Yuy. He's not what you call....talkative." Duo commented.
"It's nice to meet you, Heero-kun." she smiled and stood up, "Oh! Hey, would you like to have a tour of the school?"
"We would very much appreciate that." Quatre responded cheerfully.
"What did you find?" Heero asked Duo.
"...Ayame Machiro is here, for sure. I got confirmation on that."
"Nanami-san, are you busy?" a voice asked from behind the group
"Ayame-san, konnichiwa!" Mai greeted cheerfully.
The three boys turn to the new figure. The slender figured girl stood before them in the navy blue school uniform. Her brown hair was loose and her eyes had a lighter tone than usual. One thing that did not change was the deadpan tone of her soft-spoken voice and the piercing icy stare in her eyes. Duo notices something else. Around her neck was a silver cross pendant with a beautiful sapphire stone that was placed on the middle. Duo flinched a little.
"Oh, yes, I forgot." Mai quickly stood beside Ayame, "Everyone, this is Ayame Machiro. Ayame-san, this is Duo Maxwell."
"Y-Yo!" Duo greeted.
"Heero Yuy."
"....."
Mai frowned.
"Um... He's quiet about things." she whispered to Ayame's ear.
"It's understandable." Ayame replied.
"And Quatre Raberba Winner."
"......"
"..Quatre-kun? Is there a problem?" Mai asked worriedly.
Quatre snapped from his trance.
"Uh... Huh? Oh! Nice to meet you." he finally responded.
"And you're all transferee's?" Ayame asked.
"Yes." Quatre answered.
".......Hen nano..." Ayame muttered.
"W-What's strange?" Quatre inquired.
"How come all of you transferred in the same day and seem to know each other very well?" she questioned, making all three boys slightly wince.
Ayame gave them the cautious look.
"Uh...well..." Duo had no idea what to say.
The stare she was giving was unavoidable and was a bit nerve-wrecking. She suddenly pats Quatre lightly on the shoulder.
"No need to be nervous. I'm just kidding." she said in a lighter tone of voice, "With a reaction like 'that', it makes you look like you're planning to do something bad."
She started to walk back to the dorms.
"Uh! Ayame-san?! What did you need me for?!" Mai asked.
Ayame turns back to her.
"Oh... right... Elena wanted to speak with you." she said and walked away again.
"Aww...That sucks." she turns to the three boys, "Sorry guys, but I'll have to give the tour the next time I have free time."
"Who is Elena?" Heero asked.
"Elena Rosenberg is the student council president. She's well known for her long lectures and speeches, but she's awfully kind. Well, I gotta get going."
"Thank you for the offer anyway." Quatre smiled.
"I'll see you all tomorrow." she waved and ran to the main school building.
Duo sat back down to the ground with a sigh.
"I thought I was gonna break when that Ayame person showed up." he said.
Quatre gave a slight smile at his comment.
"I thought you found her pretty?"
"She is... but.... she's a bit scary." Duo replied with a frown.
Quatre smirked.
"How about you, Heero?" Duo asked.
Heero did not even bother to turn to them and just walked away.
".......Okay....How about you, Quatre?"
"I don't mind her." he responded with a smile.
".....You like her, don't you?" Duo teased as he put him in a head lock.
"D-Duo...I can't...breathe...." Quatre said in a panic
They both look up, only seeing Ayame a few meters away from them, wearing a blank stare.
"...What are you doing?" she asked bluntly in her mono-toned voice.
Duo immediately releases Quatre as the blonde boy began to cough for air. A small smile broke from her mouth as she watched Duo apologizing to Quatre.
"....It really is strange....." she thought, "....It feels like I've met you all before...It feels really strange." her gaze stayed at Quatre who appeared to be still shaken about what Duo had just done.
Quatre notices Ayame staring at him with her light brown eyes. Duo also notices this and grins.
"I think I'll leave you two alone." he said.
"Where are you going?" Quatre asked worriedly.
"Going to do some homework." he replied.
"Homework....?" Quatre and Ayame both muttered.
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Heero's computer began to output some information as he hacked in to the school data files. He highlights Ayame's name and opens her file.
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NAME: Machiro, Ayame
AGE: 14
Japanese\American decent
BIRTH DATE: A.C. 181, March exact date of birth, N/A
PLACE OF BIRTH: N/A
EYE COLOR: Chestnut brown
HAIR COLOR: Raw umber
HEIGHT: 5'8"
FATHER: N/A
OTHER: N/A
HISTORY OF EDUCATION: N/A
STUDENT HISTORY: Under custody of the Federation forces since A.C.191. Parents are both unknown. Found in an L-6 colony under the care of Colonel Geraldo Mizuno. Currently a Lieutenant, class S, in the OZ militia.
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"Geraldo Mizuno...Then that means...Katleen Mizuno is connected to this." Heero muttered, "Then she may know something about Tomoko's child." Heero lay back on his chair, "Ayame Machiro..... What is someone like her doing here?"
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"So... I look like someone you knew once..." Ayame said showing some signs of interest to the blonde's story.
"Yes." Quatre continued.
"...Is that it?" Ayame asked, "Is that what you've been worrying about?"
"Yes. That's pretty much it." Quatre muttered, "Isn't it stupid?"
"No, not at all." Ayame replied.
Quatre stared at her in surprise. The two teens where sitting on the chairs on the balcony area of the huge cafeteria. It was already dark, and the stars shone brightly above them.
"… Why do you think it's not stupid?" he asked.
"...Well...Sometimes, when I look at a mirror, I feel like this person that's reflected before me isn't really me. It's more like a copy of someone else." she said while staring at the sky, "I've been thinking like this, since I woke up from that hospital."
"...A hospital...?" Quatre wondered in concern, "You were in a hospital?"
Ayame nodded.
"That's why all of the information about me is limited." Ayame said, "They say I was in an accident... and that I've been in a coma for almost a year... My name was unheard of. It was listed, but the information and description clashed when they compared the files on this other Ayame and the medical records they had on me… So, they couldn't find my parents. They say that my parents may have been from the lower classes.... but even DNA tracking had no results ... Someone also told me that I might have been a human experiment, even a clone of someone.... a clone of that Nicole you spoke of… Maybe even... a test tube baby."
A memory of a younger version of Quatre fighting with his father flashed in his mind. He frowned.
"I'm sure you aren't." Quatre muttered, "If you were, they would have known who the donors were."
"...Really?" Ayame asked.
"....I was born that way....I know how it works."
Ayame stared at him.
"You see, even anonymous donors will be recorded. It's for the safety of the child that's born." He explained.
"...... I hope you don't mind me asking.... but... Did you find out who the donors were?" she questioned hesitantly.
"I didn't need to." a certain roughness came out of the tone of his voice, "My father already told me everything."
"I knew I shouldn't have asked. I triggered something bad in your past, didn't I?" Ayame asked again in a tone that almost sounded ashamed.
Quatre didn't answer. He then felt a hand stroking his hair gently. Quatre turned to Ayame, who wore a look of hesitative compassion.
"Maybe it's time you threw those horrid memories away." she suggested, surprising Quatre.
Ayame withdrew her hand quickly; unsure of what she had done just then and stared at the floor as she clutched her hands together.
"I-I mean... I'm sure there's more to this story than what you are telling me.... But..." she stuttered, "Your anger of knowing the fact of being born that way will only cause you to regret…feel sadness, and even hatred. If you become like that, people who love you will suffer too..... Besides... Isn't being alive and striving enough for you?"
A slight colour of red added to Quatre's cheeks and smiled at her.
"You want to know something funny?" he asked.
"What?"
"Nicole said almost the same thing."
"..Hmmmm....Now that's curious..." Ayame thought out loud.
Quatre began to laugh at her remark. But at the same time, the night of the dance played continuously in his mind as he continued to talk to the brunette girl that sat beside him, with openness, feeling the same things he did when he was with 'Nicole Shiriori'. He felt relaxed and comfortable. He was happy.
"....We have met...haven't we..." Ayame thought as she watched him, with such gentle eyes that she had never used on anyone before.
Somehow, seeing this young man and hearing his voice was nostalgic to her. She felt a familiar feeling of sheer happiness and deep sadness overwhelming her at the same time. A feeling she had never felt before. It was a longing. A longing to be with this person, to watch and protect that smile he bared. She wanted to see it as much as she can somehow...... Maybe it is because he has that something she could never do… something she longs to do..... to freely smile.
to be continued....
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Jessi-chan: admiring last scene
Mae-chan: ...Jessi-chan ?
Jessi-chan: ignoring
Mae-chan: ....Umm...We have to end the fic, y'know....
Jessi-chan: still ignoring
Mae-chan: sweatdrop Umm...uh..Jessi-chan...?
Jessi-chan: Admiring Aaaah....Quatre-sama, kakowaii !! little hearts start floating around the room
Mae-chan: ...Nanda sore ?turns back to the Audience\Readers Since Jessi- chan's too busy admiring poor Quatre-kun, I shall be the one to bid you farewell andwait for the next chapter of the Fanfics.......Well.....Bye.
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