Forgotten Love: Pt. 1
Note: I'm still trying to decide on a decent rating because the other night I got a brainstorm of ideas, so to be safe.. Let's just put this as a high rated PG-13 to R. Sorry for any problems! Also, this is what I like to refer to as the "setting up chapter", meaning everything is kinda being explained so its sometimes boring. Bare with me, it will start to move faster I promise.
AC 201 - 5 years post the Marie-Maya incident- Earth
Heero Yuy groaned softly and rolled over in his spacious bed, as bright sunlight poured through a glass windowpane and directly into his face. His sapphire eyes snapped open as he glared at the digital clock on his nightstand. 7:40. " It's too damn early to be awake," he muttered throwing a sheet over his eyes, trying to reduce the light. " Freakish people are the only ones awake this early.. Although Quatre isn't a freak..hn.. I'll just say loony people then."
He was actually living with the former Arabian pilot; all of them were actually. Quatre had been nice enough to offer the four of them a place to stay until they managed to stay on their feet. In the end though, the five of them had decided to stay living together in the many-roomed mansion on the Winner Estate. Each pilot had his own quarters, consisting of 3 spare rooms used for storage or guest rooms (Vela-chan: As if anyone uses them -_- ; Duo: Hey! I have people that come over! Vela-chan: Ah but they don't stay in the spare rooms do they Duo? Do they? *Prods him * Duo: Humph! Hentai. VC: *devilish grin * OOOH So it's the truth then?!?!) As well as the bathroom and their own personal room. Duo often teased that the only reason that Heero was staying in the Estate was because it was a haven from Relena ( Vela-chan: *shudder *)
After some time of trying to go back to sleep- he failed miserably- Heero finally recalled as to why he had woken up. The sunlight wasn't it although that was what had caused him to roll over. It had been a dream that had begun to wake Heero as the sunlight poured in on him. Keiko. How long had it been since he had dreamt of her? Too long.. Had the last time really been when he had self-destructed and Trowa had rescued him?
Her golden hair, tall, soft and slender shape, with her stunning emerald eyes. Her eyes, they were definitely one of her most beautiful features. And that was all that he had seen in the dream, besides the outline of her body against darkness blacker than oblivion. Her glowing emerald eyes had been tear filled, and she clutched something against her chest.
*Dream * " I said I would wait for you forever Heero!" she had wept. " But forever is starting to end for me. Return to me- I beg you! It will be too late soon! Then I'll be gone forever! And I.... I trusted you to return!" Then she turned and ran away into the darkness. As he watched, she disappeared, making him bolt forward, crying her name out. " Keiko! Keiko come back! I'll come with you back to the colony if need be! KEIKOO!"
Then came her voice, shrieking in terror. " Get away from me! GET OFF! HEERO! HEERO MAKE HIM GO AWAY!" she yelled from somewhere in the darkness, the sounds of a struggle in the background. There was a brief cry of pain, there was silence, and then the morning light had awakened him. *End of dream *
Heero sat up, suddenly ravenous. " God I hope I don't become like Duo," he muttered as he dressed, shuffled out of his room and trudged down the stairs to the large dining room, complete with a 12 in. TV screen. In case the 5 were pissed off or arguing and didn't want to talk to each other. Although, the brawls over the remote and the decided channel usually worsened things, or made them better. Depending on what show was on. (Duo usually got slapped around a little for putting on the ANCIENT re-runs of Bozo the Clown, and then glancing at Trowa every five seconds while snickering. After handling as much as he could before his pride was starting to get wounded, Trowa would lunge at Duo and pummel him until Quatre *somehow * hauled the tall pilot off of poor Duo).
Quatre was already seated at the ceramic covered island, which they all ate from, newspaper spread before him as he stared intently at its black printed words.
"Morning Heero," he greeted him cheerfully without looking up. " There is some fresh coffee in the maker and I think there are still some eggs.. But I'm not positive.." The blonde trailed off, gazing intently at the newspaper as he turned the page and read on.
"You are one of the few people I know that still reads a newspaper ever morning Quatre," Heero said absently as he poured a mug of steaming coffee. " I'm surprised anyone still wastes their time printing them these days."
"Uh-hmm," Quatre replied, reading on silently.
"Is that thing really so interesting?" Heero asked grabbing a piece of bacon on the plate beside the microwave then walking over to the island and peering over Quatre's small shoulders. Something about agriculture production skyrocketing in the west, an eclipse taking place in 2 weeks, the daily horoscopes, and 2 continued stories from the first page, as well as the adds and coupons placed around the centerfold. Nothing really mind blowing though.
Heero shrugged to himself then sat down beside and slowly drank his coffee, trying not to scorch his tongue as the scalding liquid slide down his throat.
"THE SHINIGAMI IS AWAKE AND HERE TO STEAL YOUR.. BACON! BANZAI!" came Duo's hyper war cry as he could be heard thudding down the stairs. The braided young man appeared from the hallway and dashed into the kitchen towards the stove, just barely missing the stools around the island. He stopped when he saw the greasy paper towel, bacon missing from it. His head turned mechanically towards Quatre in a creepy way. " Quatre.."He said in a low monotone, very different from his normal voice. It was almost a Heero impersonation.
"Yes Duo?" Quatre returned, still reading.
"Every morning there is bacon here, there is always some saved for me.And I want to know one thing, just one."
Heero slid his stool back a bit, waiting for the explosion, as Duo slinked over to Quatre and sat down next to the oblivious guy. " Quatre."
"Hmm?"
"WHERE THE DAMN HELL IS MY FRIGGIN BACON?!"
Heero and Quatre winced in unison, then Quatre folded the paper up, swung around and turned the small TV on to a news channel and sighed, " There is bacon in the fridge that can be made if you just put it into the microwave."
Duo blinked as he followed Quatre with his eyes. " Really? Wow, well all you had to do was say so man."
" Also," he continued as he set the plate into the microwave. " If you weren't the last one up there would have been some left. The early bird gets the worm you know."
Duo waved him off. " I need my beauty sleep that's all. I just decide to take it, unlike everyone else around here. Trust.some of you need it too." Heero snorted softly into his coffee at Duo's remark. Duo glanced over at him wryly. " You could use some beauty sleep too Heero. Plus you need to get an attitude, chicks don't like stone faces, that's why you're not scoring with the ladies pal!" The microwave rang and Duo jumped up to claim his victory prize.
Heero scowled as he looked at the television, not really watching it. Keiko.. She had liked him for who he was. She saw what was inside a person, and what their capabilities were. He remembered her saying so to him, that she had felt a strong light coming from him, and that that was what she had been drawn to at first.
" Morning Heero, Duo. Glad to see you are finally awake," Trowa said as he walked into the kitchen with Wufei beside him.
" How long were you going to sleep Maxwell?" Wufei teased as he sat beside Heero.
"Hey! Gimme a break! It's only 8:30!I usually sleep until 10! Once Quatres' made the second batch of bacon for me!" Duo whined his reply as he munched on the bacon, sitting to the left of Heero, leaning across him to see the Chinese pilot.
Heero sat in silence at the 2 nit-picked back and forth, calling each other lazy, slobs, annoying, nymphomaniac and nymphophobiac (guess who said those) and some other random names that everyone enjoys at the crack of dawn.
Trowa picked up the folded paper and scanned the front page. " Another homicide reported. They still haven't caught that serial killer that's been getting all those young women. He seems to be traveling around awful quickly. Those poor girls.. How many has it been so far Quatre?"
Quatre looked grim as he replied. " Five in the last 2 months. This one's wacko. It's awful. It's on the news every night. And of course with this comes the crazy people who kill themselves or their children because they're afraid that killer might get them." He sighed and shook his head. " Half of the people don't have to worry though. This guy victims have all been fair skinned people with lighter hair colors."
"On a happier note," Wufei added. " That authors book that you guys love just received an award of excellence or something."
" Really? When?" Trowa asked glancing towards the TV.
Wufei shook his head. "Not on the TV right now, it's on the front page- in your hands," he answered pointing.
Trowa scanned it and smiled. "So she has. That's good, for so young an author to have gotten such a prestigious award."
"What are you people talking about?" Heero inquired finally looking up.
Duo pointed to the paper." Her. She wrote an autobiography thing of her experiences during the war and the Marie-Maya scrimmage. It's titled Soldier of the Stars. Its really good-you should check it out you two, you'd both like it."
"It can't be as good as you think, coming from some woman who probably didn't even fight," Wufei said sourly.
" Just because she didn't fight doesn't mean that she didn't experience heartbreak or depression. That's what the book is about. Losing her loved ones with a bit of a fantasy twist on it. That's why the people loved it so," Quatre replied looking dignified.
"In case anyone wants to listen to me-which I doubt they do-She's on the TV right about now," Duo added, transfixed on the screen.
" I'm here interviewing the author for the latest best selling novel to hit the shelves. Sales have skyrocketed since its publish date 3 months ago, breaking records, making millions, and there is even talk of a movie!" the reporter said as he sat beside a beautiful young woman. " Ms. Yamikachi, what inspired you to write this novel? Did you expect it to be this big?"
Heero kept his head lowered as he tried to re-account his dream, but he kept an ear open to the live conversation.
" Actually, I hadn't planned on getting it published at all. I had gone in a depression swing," the novelist explained in a shy, sweet voice. " And one day it all just came out onto paper. My friend read it one day as I was making dinner for the 2 of us, and she convinced me into getting an editor and trying to get it published. If it hadn't been for her, it would have just remained sitting on my desk!" She gave a small musical laugh. " And no, I never expected it to be this big. I thought it would be one of those where they publish only a few thousand copies, and those copies never sell. Today there are more than 2 million published."
"Which is far more than you conceived!"
" Way more!"
" This story is based on real events, but with a thread of fantasy woven easily into it. Are there plans for a sequel?"
Heero could hear her reluctance to speak. "Although everyone begs for me to write a sequel-my friends and my mother- I just haven't had any reason to. I wrote it all out completely the first time. There isn't anything left for a sequel. I know many readers will be upset, but there really isn't anything left to put in a sequel. You'll just have to live with the movie if anyone is brave enough to buy the rights!"
The reporter laughed then began to wrap up the interview. " Thank you for letting us have some of your precise time for this interview. We hope to be hearing more in the future about you. Ladies and gentlemen, that was the author of Soldier of the Stars , Keiko Tamikachi."
Heero's neck snapped up and he flew to his feet as he stared at the image of the author on the screen. Duo jumped in surprise at Heero's sudden movement, Wufei flinched slightly. It couldn't be.But he knew that face anywhere. Her hair was longer now after 6 years, and her eyes had a more experienced look from life in them, but they were still her eyes. Other than that she looked exactly the way she had always been; perfect.
She smiled. " One last thing before this ends please. I want to say this. I know your out there. And I'm still waiting for you to return, because I know your not gone," she said, so sincerely.
"Heero? What's wrong?" Quatre asked as his friends' hands began to tremble. " Heero!" The small man stood up and gently shook Heero's shoulders. " Tell me, what's wrong?"
Heero took a long ragged breathe and slowly sank back onto his stool. "She's still waiting for me."he murmured. " Keiko, my Keiko is still waiting. She just said so."
"Keiko.you know her Heero?!" Duo asked incredulously.
Heero nodded. " She was my girlfriend.back on L1. I had to leave to descend to Earth. I haven't seen her since."
" And she's still waiting for you to come back to her," Quatre said softly, eyes widening. " That means..She still loves you."
VC : Okidoki then now that's done! Sorry it was so boring..i just had to get everything established and all..you know..the annoying part.
VC: By the way Duo, I didn't think that Nymphophobiac was a word.
Duo: Yeah well.I couldn't think of a word to counter Wufei's *tear * He thinks of all the good ones..
VC: *pats shoulder * Its ok Duo. I still love you. Along with about 30 million other girls. ^_^
Note: I'm still trying to decide on a decent rating because the other night I got a brainstorm of ideas, so to be safe.. Let's just put this as a high rated PG-13 to R. Sorry for any problems! Also, this is what I like to refer to as the "setting up chapter", meaning everything is kinda being explained so its sometimes boring. Bare with me, it will start to move faster I promise.
AC 201 - 5 years post the Marie-Maya incident- Earth
Heero Yuy groaned softly and rolled over in his spacious bed, as bright sunlight poured through a glass windowpane and directly into his face. His sapphire eyes snapped open as he glared at the digital clock on his nightstand. 7:40. " It's too damn early to be awake," he muttered throwing a sheet over his eyes, trying to reduce the light. " Freakish people are the only ones awake this early.. Although Quatre isn't a freak..hn.. I'll just say loony people then."
He was actually living with the former Arabian pilot; all of them were actually. Quatre had been nice enough to offer the four of them a place to stay until they managed to stay on their feet. In the end though, the five of them had decided to stay living together in the many-roomed mansion on the Winner Estate. Each pilot had his own quarters, consisting of 3 spare rooms used for storage or guest rooms (Vela-chan: As if anyone uses them -_- ; Duo: Hey! I have people that come over! Vela-chan: Ah but they don't stay in the spare rooms do they Duo? Do they? *Prods him * Duo: Humph! Hentai. VC: *devilish grin * OOOH So it's the truth then?!?!) As well as the bathroom and their own personal room. Duo often teased that the only reason that Heero was staying in the Estate was because it was a haven from Relena ( Vela-chan: *shudder *)
After some time of trying to go back to sleep- he failed miserably- Heero finally recalled as to why he had woken up. The sunlight wasn't it although that was what had caused him to roll over. It had been a dream that had begun to wake Heero as the sunlight poured in on him. Keiko. How long had it been since he had dreamt of her? Too long.. Had the last time really been when he had self-destructed and Trowa had rescued him?
Her golden hair, tall, soft and slender shape, with her stunning emerald eyes. Her eyes, they were definitely one of her most beautiful features. And that was all that he had seen in the dream, besides the outline of her body against darkness blacker than oblivion. Her glowing emerald eyes had been tear filled, and she clutched something against her chest.
*Dream * " I said I would wait for you forever Heero!" she had wept. " But forever is starting to end for me. Return to me- I beg you! It will be too late soon! Then I'll be gone forever! And I.... I trusted you to return!" Then she turned and ran away into the darkness. As he watched, she disappeared, making him bolt forward, crying her name out. " Keiko! Keiko come back! I'll come with you back to the colony if need be! KEIKOO!"
Then came her voice, shrieking in terror. " Get away from me! GET OFF! HEERO! HEERO MAKE HIM GO AWAY!" she yelled from somewhere in the darkness, the sounds of a struggle in the background. There was a brief cry of pain, there was silence, and then the morning light had awakened him. *End of dream *
Heero sat up, suddenly ravenous. " God I hope I don't become like Duo," he muttered as he dressed, shuffled out of his room and trudged down the stairs to the large dining room, complete with a 12 in. TV screen. In case the 5 were pissed off or arguing and didn't want to talk to each other. Although, the brawls over the remote and the decided channel usually worsened things, or made them better. Depending on what show was on. (Duo usually got slapped around a little for putting on the ANCIENT re-runs of Bozo the Clown, and then glancing at Trowa every five seconds while snickering. After handling as much as he could before his pride was starting to get wounded, Trowa would lunge at Duo and pummel him until Quatre *somehow * hauled the tall pilot off of poor Duo).
Quatre was already seated at the ceramic covered island, which they all ate from, newspaper spread before him as he stared intently at its black printed words.
"Morning Heero," he greeted him cheerfully without looking up. " There is some fresh coffee in the maker and I think there are still some eggs.. But I'm not positive.." The blonde trailed off, gazing intently at the newspaper as he turned the page and read on.
"You are one of the few people I know that still reads a newspaper ever morning Quatre," Heero said absently as he poured a mug of steaming coffee. " I'm surprised anyone still wastes their time printing them these days."
"Uh-hmm," Quatre replied, reading on silently.
"Is that thing really so interesting?" Heero asked grabbing a piece of bacon on the plate beside the microwave then walking over to the island and peering over Quatre's small shoulders. Something about agriculture production skyrocketing in the west, an eclipse taking place in 2 weeks, the daily horoscopes, and 2 continued stories from the first page, as well as the adds and coupons placed around the centerfold. Nothing really mind blowing though.
Heero shrugged to himself then sat down beside and slowly drank his coffee, trying not to scorch his tongue as the scalding liquid slide down his throat.
"THE SHINIGAMI IS AWAKE AND HERE TO STEAL YOUR.. BACON! BANZAI!" came Duo's hyper war cry as he could be heard thudding down the stairs. The braided young man appeared from the hallway and dashed into the kitchen towards the stove, just barely missing the stools around the island. He stopped when he saw the greasy paper towel, bacon missing from it. His head turned mechanically towards Quatre in a creepy way. " Quatre.."He said in a low monotone, very different from his normal voice. It was almost a Heero impersonation.
"Yes Duo?" Quatre returned, still reading.
"Every morning there is bacon here, there is always some saved for me.And I want to know one thing, just one."
Heero slid his stool back a bit, waiting for the explosion, as Duo slinked over to Quatre and sat down next to the oblivious guy. " Quatre."
"Hmm?"
"WHERE THE DAMN HELL IS MY FRIGGIN BACON?!"
Heero and Quatre winced in unison, then Quatre folded the paper up, swung around and turned the small TV on to a news channel and sighed, " There is bacon in the fridge that can be made if you just put it into the microwave."
Duo blinked as he followed Quatre with his eyes. " Really? Wow, well all you had to do was say so man."
" Also," he continued as he set the plate into the microwave. " If you weren't the last one up there would have been some left. The early bird gets the worm you know."
Duo waved him off. " I need my beauty sleep that's all. I just decide to take it, unlike everyone else around here. Trust.some of you need it too." Heero snorted softly into his coffee at Duo's remark. Duo glanced over at him wryly. " You could use some beauty sleep too Heero. Plus you need to get an attitude, chicks don't like stone faces, that's why you're not scoring with the ladies pal!" The microwave rang and Duo jumped up to claim his victory prize.
Heero scowled as he looked at the television, not really watching it. Keiko.. She had liked him for who he was. She saw what was inside a person, and what their capabilities were. He remembered her saying so to him, that she had felt a strong light coming from him, and that that was what she had been drawn to at first.
" Morning Heero, Duo. Glad to see you are finally awake," Trowa said as he walked into the kitchen with Wufei beside him.
" How long were you going to sleep Maxwell?" Wufei teased as he sat beside Heero.
"Hey! Gimme a break! It's only 8:30!I usually sleep until 10! Once Quatres' made the second batch of bacon for me!" Duo whined his reply as he munched on the bacon, sitting to the left of Heero, leaning across him to see the Chinese pilot.
Heero sat in silence at the 2 nit-picked back and forth, calling each other lazy, slobs, annoying, nymphomaniac and nymphophobiac (guess who said those) and some other random names that everyone enjoys at the crack of dawn.
Trowa picked up the folded paper and scanned the front page. " Another homicide reported. They still haven't caught that serial killer that's been getting all those young women. He seems to be traveling around awful quickly. Those poor girls.. How many has it been so far Quatre?"
Quatre looked grim as he replied. " Five in the last 2 months. This one's wacko. It's awful. It's on the news every night. And of course with this comes the crazy people who kill themselves or their children because they're afraid that killer might get them." He sighed and shook his head. " Half of the people don't have to worry though. This guy victims have all been fair skinned people with lighter hair colors."
"On a happier note," Wufei added. " That authors book that you guys love just received an award of excellence or something."
" Really? When?" Trowa asked glancing towards the TV.
Wufei shook his head. "Not on the TV right now, it's on the front page- in your hands," he answered pointing.
Trowa scanned it and smiled. "So she has. That's good, for so young an author to have gotten such a prestigious award."
"What are you people talking about?" Heero inquired finally looking up.
Duo pointed to the paper." Her. She wrote an autobiography thing of her experiences during the war and the Marie-Maya scrimmage. It's titled Soldier of the Stars. Its really good-you should check it out you two, you'd both like it."
"It can't be as good as you think, coming from some woman who probably didn't even fight," Wufei said sourly.
" Just because she didn't fight doesn't mean that she didn't experience heartbreak or depression. That's what the book is about. Losing her loved ones with a bit of a fantasy twist on it. That's why the people loved it so," Quatre replied looking dignified.
"In case anyone wants to listen to me-which I doubt they do-She's on the TV right about now," Duo added, transfixed on the screen.
" I'm here interviewing the author for the latest best selling novel to hit the shelves. Sales have skyrocketed since its publish date 3 months ago, breaking records, making millions, and there is even talk of a movie!" the reporter said as he sat beside a beautiful young woman. " Ms. Yamikachi, what inspired you to write this novel? Did you expect it to be this big?"
Heero kept his head lowered as he tried to re-account his dream, but he kept an ear open to the live conversation.
" Actually, I hadn't planned on getting it published at all. I had gone in a depression swing," the novelist explained in a shy, sweet voice. " And one day it all just came out onto paper. My friend read it one day as I was making dinner for the 2 of us, and she convinced me into getting an editor and trying to get it published. If it hadn't been for her, it would have just remained sitting on my desk!" She gave a small musical laugh. " And no, I never expected it to be this big. I thought it would be one of those where they publish only a few thousand copies, and those copies never sell. Today there are more than 2 million published."
"Which is far more than you conceived!"
" Way more!"
" This story is based on real events, but with a thread of fantasy woven easily into it. Are there plans for a sequel?"
Heero could hear her reluctance to speak. "Although everyone begs for me to write a sequel-my friends and my mother- I just haven't had any reason to. I wrote it all out completely the first time. There isn't anything left for a sequel. I know many readers will be upset, but there really isn't anything left to put in a sequel. You'll just have to live with the movie if anyone is brave enough to buy the rights!"
The reporter laughed then began to wrap up the interview. " Thank you for letting us have some of your precise time for this interview. We hope to be hearing more in the future about you. Ladies and gentlemen, that was the author of Soldier of the Stars , Keiko Tamikachi."
Heero's neck snapped up and he flew to his feet as he stared at the image of the author on the screen. Duo jumped in surprise at Heero's sudden movement, Wufei flinched slightly. It couldn't be.But he knew that face anywhere. Her hair was longer now after 6 years, and her eyes had a more experienced look from life in them, but they were still her eyes. Other than that she looked exactly the way she had always been; perfect.
She smiled. " One last thing before this ends please. I want to say this. I know your out there. And I'm still waiting for you to return, because I know your not gone," she said, so sincerely.
"Heero? What's wrong?" Quatre asked as his friends' hands began to tremble. " Heero!" The small man stood up and gently shook Heero's shoulders. " Tell me, what's wrong?"
Heero took a long ragged breathe and slowly sank back onto his stool. "She's still waiting for me."he murmured. " Keiko, my Keiko is still waiting. She just said so."
"Keiko.you know her Heero?!" Duo asked incredulously.
Heero nodded. " She was my girlfriend.back on L1. I had to leave to descend to Earth. I haven't seen her since."
" And she's still waiting for you to come back to her," Quatre said softly, eyes widening. " That means..She still loves you."
VC : Okidoki then now that's done! Sorry it was so boring..i just had to get everything established and all..you know..the annoying part.
VC: By the way Duo, I didn't think that Nymphophobiac was a word.
Duo: Yeah well.I couldn't think of a word to counter Wufei's *tear * He thinks of all the good ones..
VC: *pats shoulder * Its ok Duo. I still love you. Along with about 30 million other girls. ^_^