Forgotten Love
Disclaimer: We all know how much I WISH I could own Heero & Co. but unfortunately,I don't. Although I do own whatever characters I make up,which you hopefully will know when you read about them! So kick back, grab a GW boy and r/r please ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ AC 195 L1 Cluster Colony~~~ The girls' feet pounded on the stairs as she raced up the apartment building, heavy footfalls echoing loudly. The elevator had been taking too long so she had instead decided to get to his room via the stairs. She was on the 5th floor; she still had 6 more flights of stairs to cover.
Please God, she prayed silently, her breaths short and small. Let him be there!Grant me the grace to stop this madness!
She passed the 9th floor with her shoulder length golden hair flung across her sweaty neck and sticking to it. " I should have taken the elevator," she muttered to herself. Her calves were throbbing from running the nine flights of stairs, but she still kept running, ignoring the growing ache and shoving the urge to stop for a moment to the infinite depths of her mind.
Finally, she reached her desired floor and she flung the door to the stairwell open haphazardly, then continued running down the hallway, nasty green colored doors flashing by on either side of her. She stopped at one particular door and tried the knob. Locked. Her fists pounded on it as tears of frustration and sorrow began to fill her emerald eyes. Still, no one answered, and the hallway remained silent, except for the short gasps of lungs pleading for air coming from a girl that was slumped against a door.
Her senses kicked in then as she remembered her extra key (as a certain odangoed anime character once said, " The sign of a close relationship! A spare key!") that was in her pocket. She had brought it for precisely this reason. Though she had hoped against hope that she wouldn't need it. The girl, who was actually quite beautiful, morbidly fit the small brass key into the doorknob and unlocked it. The door silently swung inwards, revealing the ill lit entryway she had entered so many times before.
"I can't be too late. I just can't!" she wept as she swept through the tidy apartment. There was no one there. But his clothes and all of his personal possessions were still lying around. Like he expected that he would come back alive. " God. Let him come back. Let him return to me please." She picked up a shirt that was laid out on his neat bed. Her favorite one, partially because of the color. A deep navy blue, which brought out every fiber of color in his eyes. Hugging it close to her she sank to the floor, releasing her tears.That's when she saw the note that had fluttered down from the bed, scribbled on a half piece of paper in his unmistakable kanji.
Goodbye my love, I hope one day that I might be given the chance to see your smiling face again, to kiss your satin lips. I can only hope. Remember me, if I don't return. Aishiteru
The note fell out of her hands as a blank look overcame her, the look gave way as the tears dripped off her long ebony lashes and onto the shirt she clung.
"This can't be goodbye. Not yet," she whispered, heartbroken. Then, in a hopeless voice she reassured herself. " He'll be back. He will live. And I'll wait for him forever!" That was her last conscious thought before she gave in to her anguished sobs.
The girl woke up the next morning laying on the bed, her eyes stinging from her dried tears and the wrinkled shirt she clutched still in her hands. She had woken up because the television, which was now turned on. She found the remote control squished beneath her, apparently she had rolled over on it and turned it on. Ignoring the mild drone from the newscasters, she rolled over, until the excited voice of a young reporter made her roll back over to face the small screen.
" Yesterday, a number of strange unidentified objects were seen entering the atmosphere over various parts of Earth," the brunette was saying. " Most citizens regarded the bright, quickly falling objects as shooting stars. But some have now come to think that they were not falling stars as first thought. For one thing, these objects were an unnatural bright red, and the speed in which they were entering the atmosphere was much too slow to be a star -''. Here a video recording was inserted, showing 5 different objects screaming into the atmosphere and disappearing over the horizons, or just plain disappearing out of sight.
The girls' eyes had a shocked look (i.e. no pupils) as she stood and absently made her way to a window overlooking a park on the L1 colony. Her breathing became more rapid until she was near the point of hyperventilating. " You went to Earth. You left me here, to worry over you. But I'll remain true to my word. I swear it, I'll wait for you to return," her voice shook with sorrow and rage. " But you have to come back, you have to.
" Do you hear me?" she cried, pressing her hands against the glass. " You return to me! I'll die if you don't! Come back!" Her sobs came again, worse this time though, and she slammed the ball of her fist against the glass, rattling it. Her head jerked upwards and she screamed as tears flew down her face, " HEERO!"
And so ends the prologue. Tell me what you think ok? Flames too, just so long as they have a legitimate reason, not something stupid (grammar errors, spelling, etc, you get the picture) I'm making this up as I go so it might be a while between updates but I WILL try, I promise! ~ Vela- chan
Disclaimer: We all know how much I WISH I could own Heero & Co. but unfortunately,I don't. Although I do own whatever characters I make up,which you hopefully will know when you read about them! So kick back, grab a GW boy and r/r please ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ AC 195 L1 Cluster Colony~~~ The girls' feet pounded on the stairs as she raced up the apartment building, heavy footfalls echoing loudly. The elevator had been taking too long so she had instead decided to get to his room via the stairs. She was on the 5th floor; she still had 6 more flights of stairs to cover.
Please God, she prayed silently, her breaths short and small. Let him be there!Grant me the grace to stop this madness!
She passed the 9th floor with her shoulder length golden hair flung across her sweaty neck and sticking to it. " I should have taken the elevator," she muttered to herself. Her calves were throbbing from running the nine flights of stairs, but she still kept running, ignoring the growing ache and shoving the urge to stop for a moment to the infinite depths of her mind.
Finally, she reached her desired floor and she flung the door to the stairwell open haphazardly, then continued running down the hallway, nasty green colored doors flashing by on either side of her. She stopped at one particular door and tried the knob. Locked. Her fists pounded on it as tears of frustration and sorrow began to fill her emerald eyes. Still, no one answered, and the hallway remained silent, except for the short gasps of lungs pleading for air coming from a girl that was slumped against a door.
Her senses kicked in then as she remembered her extra key (as a certain odangoed anime character once said, " The sign of a close relationship! A spare key!") that was in her pocket. She had brought it for precisely this reason. Though she had hoped against hope that she wouldn't need it. The girl, who was actually quite beautiful, morbidly fit the small brass key into the doorknob and unlocked it. The door silently swung inwards, revealing the ill lit entryway she had entered so many times before.
"I can't be too late. I just can't!" she wept as she swept through the tidy apartment. There was no one there. But his clothes and all of his personal possessions were still lying around. Like he expected that he would come back alive. " God. Let him come back. Let him return to me please." She picked up a shirt that was laid out on his neat bed. Her favorite one, partially because of the color. A deep navy blue, which brought out every fiber of color in his eyes. Hugging it close to her she sank to the floor, releasing her tears.That's when she saw the note that had fluttered down from the bed, scribbled on a half piece of paper in his unmistakable kanji.
Goodbye my love, I hope one day that I might be given the chance to see your smiling face again, to kiss your satin lips. I can only hope. Remember me, if I don't return. Aishiteru
The note fell out of her hands as a blank look overcame her, the look gave way as the tears dripped off her long ebony lashes and onto the shirt she clung.
"This can't be goodbye. Not yet," she whispered, heartbroken. Then, in a hopeless voice she reassured herself. " He'll be back. He will live. And I'll wait for him forever!" That was her last conscious thought before she gave in to her anguished sobs.
The girl woke up the next morning laying on the bed, her eyes stinging from her dried tears and the wrinkled shirt she clutched still in her hands. She had woken up because the television, which was now turned on. She found the remote control squished beneath her, apparently she had rolled over on it and turned it on. Ignoring the mild drone from the newscasters, she rolled over, until the excited voice of a young reporter made her roll back over to face the small screen.
" Yesterday, a number of strange unidentified objects were seen entering the atmosphere over various parts of Earth," the brunette was saying. " Most citizens regarded the bright, quickly falling objects as shooting stars. But some have now come to think that they were not falling stars as first thought. For one thing, these objects were an unnatural bright red, and the speed in which they were entering the atmosphere was much too slow to be a star -''. Here a video recording was inserted, showing 5 different objects screaming into the atmosphere and disappearing over the horizons, or just plain disappearing out of sight.
The girls' eyes had a shocked look (i.e. no pupils) as she stood and absently made her way to a window overlooking a park on the L1 colony. Her breathing became more rapid until she was near the point of hyperventilating. " You went to Earth. You left me here, to worry over you. But I'll remain true to my word. I swear it, I'll wait for you to return," her voice shook with sorrow and rage. " But you have to come back, you have to.
" Do you hear me?" she cried, pressing her hands against the glass. " You return to me! I'll die if you don't! Come back!" Her sobs came again, worse this time though, and she slammed the ball of her fist against the glass, rattling it. Her head jerked upwards and she screamed as tears flew down her face, " HEERO!"
And so ends the prologue. Tell me what you think ok? Flames too, just so long as they have a legitimate reason, not something stupid (grammar errors, spelling, etc, you get the picture) I'm making this up as I go so it might be a while between updates but I WILL try, I promise! ~ Vela- chan