Author's Disclaimer for whole story: Gundam Wing and its characters does
not belong to me.
Author's notes: The following story takes place right after the war ended. Some characters might show some OOC-ness, but that is necessary so forgive me. In case you haven't read the novel 'The Wizard of Oz', these notes are to help you understand some aspects of the story:
~Dorothy and her little dog Toto were one day carried by a hurricane to a land called the Land of Oz.
~She begins on a journey to the Emerald City to meet the powerful Wizard of Oz who could help her.
~The way to the city is a yellow brick road, which passes through different lands.
~On the way she meets a scarecrow, a lion and a tin man who all need help from the Wizard of Oz so they travel together.
~After many adventures, Dorothy is returned to her home after she discovers that she could have returned the very first day she came to the land of Oz (something to do with a pair of silver shoes – don't mind it).
If there is anything you don't understand, just ask in your review and I'll do my best to clarify it. Samra is one of Quatre's sisters. She is older than him by three years.
Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road
1.The parting of the ways:
Quatre's POV:
As Sandrock and the other Gundams blew up before my eyes, it finally hit me that all was over. The war that had been raging for more than two years was now over. But somewhere deep in my heart, I was troubled. The emotions that radiated from my comrades standing beside me were making me uneasy.
"Well," Duo's voice cut the silence. "Let's go back to the safehouse. We'll be leaving tomorrow."
The smoke cleared as we left, revealing scorch marks that was all what was left of our faithful Gundams. Don't ask me how we blew them up. The scientists knew what they were doing. Anyway, it's over now, but I know that I won't be happy...
I closed the door of my room and leant against it, hearing the noise of the others through the door. They were packing to leave tomorrow at dawn. I don't get it; it's as if they want to run away from this place – as if we're just casual acquaintances. I know that everyone has to get on with their life, but my empathy is telling me a different story. They want to forget their life, not go on with it.
Willing these thoughts away, I returned to the real world to find that I had absentmindedly packed my things. Souvenirs of a life I was about to leave. I stopped at a photograph taken yesterday. The five of us were there; I had managed to give a copy to each of them after some argument. And I have a feeling they're going to dump it on a shelf and forget about it, just like they want to forget everything that had happened.
Do humans need a raging war to stick together? I don't understand...
"It has been an honour being with you," said Wu Fei, bowing low.
"I'll miss you guys," said Duo, though he was struggling not to jump up and shout for joy.
"We'll keep in contact, won't we?" I tried to keep my tone even.
"Sure," replied Trowa. "But we might be busy, you know."
"It's alright," I smiled at him. I knew it was coming to this – but I wasn't going to give up like that.
"Well," said Heero, getting up, "it's time for me to go. Bye everyone. Take care."
The others soon followed suit, with similar farewells. At last the safehouse was empty except for me. I had to go too, but the safehouse was literally ours till tomorrow morning. Then it would be empty for eternity, some haunted old house that has been forgotten. I still had time to say goodbye. Sighing, I got up and walked slowly through the house that sheltered us many times after we came back from missions, shaken and exhausted. Passing through each room, its owner came up before my eyes. Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wu Fei... the comrades I will never ever forget, no matter how long I live. I went back to my room and put my violin case inside the bag and slung it over my shoulder. As I stood on the door, I took one last look at the house.
"Goodbye, yellow brick road..." I whispered and turned to go back to my home.
Two weeks later, Winner estates, L4 colony cluster...
A sharp pang hit my chest as I felt Heero's annoyance. My heart became heavier as I felt it again for what seemed like the hundredth time. Every time I sent each of them a message, there was always the same pang of exasperation. I guess my letters makes them remember the past they want to forget; I was just a nuisance. At that moment, I made a decision. If my friends feel uncomfortable with me hanging on to the past, I won't be a burden to them any more. Iria's gentle voice cut the silence,
"Why are you depressed, Little One?' she asked, putting her arms around my shoulders. I smiled as my sister's positive emotions soothed my aching soul.
"I'm tired Iria; I think I want to stay with Rashid and the Maganacs for a while," I finally said.
"Yeah, I think you should go," she agreed. "You'll be happy there, and besides, I'm going to the satellite next week and I don't you to feel lonely here. I think that Samra might be going there too."
"Samra? That's great – I haven't seen her for ages. Yes I'll be going," I told her. 'At least, Rashid and the others wouldn't be annoyed to see me,' I added silently to myself.
To be continued...
Author's notes: The following story takes place right after the war ended. Some characters might show some OOC-ness, but that is necessary so forgive me. In case you haven't read the novel 'The Wizard of Oz', these notes are to help you understand some aspects of the story:
~Dorothy and her little dog Toto were one day carried by a hurricane to a land called the Land of Oz.
~She begins on a journey to the Emerald City to meet the powerful Wizard of Oz who could help her.
~The way to the city is a yellow brick road, which passes through different lands.
~On the way she meets a scarecrow, a lion and a tin man who all need help from the Wizard of Oz so they travel together.
~After many adventures, Dorothy is returned to her home after she discovers that she could have returned the very first day she came to the land of Oz (something to do with a pair of silver shoes – don't mind it).
If there is anything you don't understand, just ask in your review and I'll do my best to clarify it. Samra is one of Quatre's sisters. She is older than him by three years.
Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road
1.The parting of the ways:
Quatre's POV:
As Sandrock and the other Gundams blew up before my eyes, it finally hit me that all was over. The war that had been raging for more than two years was now over. But somewhere deep in my heart, I was troubled. The emotions that radiated from my comrades standing beside me were making me uneasy.
"Well," Duo's voice cut the silence. "Let's go back to the safehouse. We'll be leaving tomorrow."
The smoke cleared as we left, revealing scorch marks that was all what was left of our faithful Gundams. Don't ask me how we blew them up. The scientists knew what they were doing. Anyway, it's over now, but I know that I won't be happy...
I closed the door of my room and leant against it, hearing the noise of the others through the door. They were packing to leave tomorrow at dawn. I don't get it; it's as if they want to run away from this place – as if we're just casual acquaintances. I know that everyone has to get on with their life, but my empathy is telling me a different story. They want to forget their life, not go on with it.
Willing these thoughts away, I returned to the real world to find that I had absentmindedly packed my things. Souvenirs of a life I was about to leave. I stopped at a photograph taken yesterday. The five of us were there; I had managed to give a copy to each of them after some argument. And I have a feeling they're going to dump it on a shelf and forget about it, just like they want to forget everything that had happened.
Do humans need a raging war to stick together? I don't understand...
"It has been an honour being with you," said Wu Fei, bowing low.
"I'll miss you guys," said Duo, though he was struggling not to jump up and shout for joy.
"We'll keep in contact, won't we?" I tried to keep my tone even.
"Sure," replied Trowa. "But we might be busy, you know."
"It's alright," I smiled at him. I knew it was coming to this – but I wasn't going to give up like that.
"Well," said Heero, getting up, "it's time for me to go. Bye everyone. Take care."
The others soon followed suit, with similar farewells. At last the safehouse was empty except for me. I had to go too, but the safehouse was literally ours till tomorrow morning. Then it would be empty for eternity, some haunted old house that has been forgotten. I still had time to say goodbye. Sighing, I got up and walked slowly through the house that sheltered us many times after we came back from missions, shaken and exhausted. Passing through each room, its owner came up before my eyes. Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wu Fei... the comrades I will never ever forget, no matter how long I live. I went back to my room and put my violin case inside the bag and slung it over my shoulder. As I stood on the door, I took one last look at the house.
"Goodbye, yellow brick road..." I whispered and turned to go back to my home.
Two weeks later, Winner estates, L4 colony cluster...
A sharp pang hit my chest as I felt Heero's annoyance. My heart became heavier as I felt it again for what seemed like the hundredth time. Every time I sent each of them a message, there was always the same pang of exasperation. I guess my letters makes them remember the past they want to forget; I was just a nuisance. At that moment, I made a decision. If my friends feel uncomfortable with me hanging on to the past, I won't be a burden to them any more. Iria's gentle voice cut the silence,
"Why are you depressed, Little One?' she asked, putting her arms around my shoulders. I smiled as my sister's positive emotions soothed my aching soul.
"I'm tired Iria; I think I want to stay with Rashid and the Maganacs for a while," I finally said.
"Yeah, I think you should go," she agreed. "You'll be happy there, and besides, I'm going to the satellite next week and I don't you to feel lonely here. I think that Samra might be going there too."
"Samra? That's great – I haven't seen her for ages. Yes I'll be going," I told her. 'At least, Rashid and the others wouldn't be annoyed to see me,' I added silently to myself.
To be continued...