Title: One Last Mission
Author name: Tanrei Kouen
Category: Romance
Keywords: Shounan Ai
Rating: PG AParental Guidance Suggested" : Some material may not be suitable for children. This signifies that the film rated may contain some material parents might not like to expose to their young children - material that will clearly need to be examined or inquired about before children are allowed to attend the film. Explicit sex scenes and scenes of drug use are absent; nudity, if present, is seen only briefly, horror and violence do not exceed moderate levels.
Summary: A Quickie Vignette. In Heero=s POV.
CREDITS and DISCLAIMER: This story is mine, I admit to taking inspiration and a few lines from the Prophecy movies, but I don=t own the rights. I don=t own our bishounen GW pilots either, my inspiration is my own thoughts and personal readings into the poem ATo a Shade@ by W.B. Yeats.
To a Shade - By: William Butler Yeats
ADVANCE \d4
IF you have revisited the town, thin Shade,
Whether to look upon your monument
(I wonder if the builder has been paid)
Or happier thoughted when the day is spent
To drink of that salt breath out of the sea
When grey gulls flit about instead of men,
And the gaunt houses put on majesty:
Let these content you and be gone again;
For they are at their old tricks yet.
A man
Of your own passionate serving kind who had brought
In his full hands what, had they only known,
Had given their children=s children loftier thought,
Sweeter emotion, working in their veins
Like gentle blood, has been driven from the place,
And insult heaped upon him for his pains
And for his open-handedness, disgrace;
An old foul mouth that slandered you had set
The pack upon him.
Go, unquiet wanderer,
And gather the Glasnevin coverlet
About your head till the dust stops your ear,
The time for you to taste of that salt breath
And listen at the corners has not come;
You had enough of sorrow before deathCC
Away, away! You are safer in the tomb.
^_^
Gazing on you while you sleep, I remember days of forgotten glory, suicide missions, and too little joy. When we fought every day never knowing if it would be the day we found our final rest. There was a time that we resented the lack of recognition, others we cursed too much of it. But today would be neither of those, today we are able to share our joy, and enjoy the day with our children. My little girl worships you for the affection I still find hard to show, and how your little boy giggles when I catch him in his pranks. Ellison Virtue Lowe my saving grace, Sebastian Solo Maxwell, the spice that makes life interesting, and finally Duo Maxwell a man with as many masks as I have, with so many sorrows, and the reason I=m alive today. I look at the note in my hands, which are trembling much to my surprise, a final mission, I place the note one my pillow where you=ll find it, and I slip from our secluded home.
I whisper AAi shiteru ichizoku, sayonara@
Owari
A/N: Okay so its short I=ll add another chapter if you want.
