Me: Sorry it took so long for me to update! There has been problems and
such and yeah.... I'm BACK!
Wufei: RUN!
Lily: ~hits Wufei as best she can over the head~ That was mean.
Duo: ~looking out the window~ I though it was March...
Kristen: It is.
Duo: Then why does it look more like January?
Tatiana: Because this is Canada.
Duo: Ahh! Where did you come from?
Kayla: More on that later! Who's up for a disclaimer?
Derek: I am! I am! Mistress Of Anime does not own anything! She only own original characters but not the ones that you already know!
Jason: I miss Cancun...
Quatre: Cancun? You where in Mexico?
Me: More on that AFTER story...read story now...but not Quatre...
~*~Chapter 9~*~
~*~*~In Need Of An Angel~*~*~
A lone figure walked as quiet as could be down the outside hallway of Trowa and Quatre's apartment. She seemed completely out of place to be in the modern world of the space colonies. Her blonde hair normally straight and neat was a mess. Her dress made her seem as if she was ready for Halloween, or a gypsy transported through time. But she did not care at all; instead she showed much concern over the small baby she carried.
"Shh, my little Angel." She cooed to keep the child quiet, "You shall soon be safe." Holding her daughter close for a moment, she stopped in front of one of the doors.
Kneeling down she kissed her daughter and spook softly to her, "There may be little peace in our land now, but it will return one day as will you. Till then you will be safe, I hope and pray my daughter. Till then," she said pushing back subtle tears forming in her blue eyes, "I will watch you in your dreams, and keep you safe at least then."
The small baby's green eyes focused on her mother, much like she was truly listening and understood the goodbye. Kamaria Pearle stood up; she knew she was letting go of her child forever.
"May you be safe and happy Angel Kamaria." Were her last words knocking quickly on the door before turning away, fading as she ran back down the hallway. Never once did she look back, only forward to death.
The last traces of the young women vanished, the door where the infant lay opened, though the chain on the opposite side of the door was in place. Quatre peered quickly out into the hall, but seeing no one began to close it, opening back up and the whimper of Angel, her arm having fallen into the door. He opened it fully and crutched down next to her. She smiled as a baby could.
"What are you doing here all alone?" He asked her, looking at the girl for a moment before picking her up. A letter on parchment fell. Quatre saw it and picked it up as well before closing and locking the door once more.
Sitting down on the couch, he cradled the baby somehow in his lap while he opened it, reading it over twice. Before looking at the infant again.
"Angel Kamaria. Is that your name?" he seemed to childishly ask her. As if in replied Angel gave a simile and giggled slightly fascinated with the buttons on his shirt.
"Well then," as he continued to address her, smiling too with the way she acted, "it seems like you have no where else to go, so you came and saved me." Angel nodded, though it was hard to tell if it meant anything.
"Thank you."
~*~
When Trowa arrived home later than he normally liked, he was both slightly worried and confused. For one there was baby formula on the kitchen counter and there was no sign of Quatre. However all was made clear when he saw Quatre fast asleep with a small infant dreaming in his arms in the bedroom. How she had gotten there, Trowa figured it best to ask Quatre when he woke up. He covered them both with a blanket, his hand stroked against the blonde's face.
He took a moment to look at the girl, asleep still. He cautiously reached out to touch her, just make sure she wasn't a figment of his imagination. Feeling the soft flesh under his figures was proof enough that she, whoever she was, was real.
"Now I'm living with two angels," he thought to himself as he shut the door. "And I guess I'm thankful for them both."
~*~*~*~
Me: YEAHS! My musies are back!
Wufei: Finally we can leave!
Tatiana: Not till next chapter, the deal was till this story was over and it isn't yet.
Heero: How many more then?
Me: Next one should be that last one if I remember right...Me so happy! I finally got Angel Kamaria in!
Trowa: ~not paying attention~ The weather in Canada is worse then when the environmental controls on a colony malfunction.
Kristen: This is Canada, not a space colony. We've always has messed up weather...
Jason: Don't have to remind me of that...
Me: Anyways, have do go to housework, so R&R please and thank you!
Wufei: RUN!
Lily: ~hits Wufei as best she can over the head~ That was mean.
Duo: ~looking out the window~ I though it was March...
Kristen: It is.
Duo: Then why does it look more like January?
Tatiana: Because this is Canada.
Duo: Ahh! Where did you come from?
Kayla: More on that later! Who's up for a disclaimer?
Derek: I am! I am! Mistress Of Anime does not own anything! She only own original characters but not the ones that you already know!
Jason: I miss Cancun...
Quatre: Cancun? You where in Mexico?
Me: More on that AFTER story...read story now...but not Quatre...
~*~Chapter 9~*~
~*~*~In Need Of An Angel~*~*~
A lone figure walked as quiet as could be down the outside hallway of Trowa and Quatre's apartment. She seemed completely out of place to be in the modern world of the space colonies. Her blonde hair normally straight and neat was a mess. Her dress made her seem as if she was ready for Halloween, or a gypsy transported through time. But she did not care at all; instead she showed much concern over the small baby she carried.
"Shh, my little Angel." She cooed to keep the child quiet, "You shall soon be safe." Holding her daughter close for a moment, she stopped in front of one of the doors.
Kneeling down she kissed her daughter and spook softly to her, "There may be little peace in our land now, but it will return one day as will you. Till then you will be safe, I hope and pray my daughter. Till then," she said pushing back subtle tears forming in her blue eyes, "I will watch you in your dreams, and keep you safe at least then."
The small baby's green eyes focused on her mother, much like she was truly listening and understood the goodbye. Kamaria Pearle stood up; she knew she was letting go of her child forever.
"May you be safe and happy Angel Kamaria." Were her last words knocking quickly on the door before turning away, fading as she ran back down the hallway. Never once did she look back, only forward to death.
The last traces of the young women vanished, the door where the infant lay opened, though the chain on the opposite side of the door was in place. Quatre peered quickly out into the hall, but seeing no one began to close it, opening back up and the whimper of Angel, her arm having fallen into the door. He opened it fully and crutched down next to her. She smiled as a baby could.
"What are you doing here all alone?" He asked her, looking at the girl for a moment before picking her up. A letter on parchment fell. Quatre saw it and picked it up as well before closing and locking the door once more.
Sitting down on the couch, he cradled the baby somehow in his lap while he opened it, reading it over twice. Before looking at the infant again.
"Angel Kamaria. Is that your name?" he seemed to childishly ask her. As if in replied Angel gave a simile and giggled slightly fascinated with the buttons on his shirt.
"Well then," as he continued to address her, smiling too with the way she acted, "it seems like you have no where else to go, so you came and saved me." Angel nodded, though it was hard to tell if it meant anything.
"Thank you."
~*~
When Trowa arrived home later than he normally liked, he was both slightly worried and confused. For one there was baby formula on the kitchen counter and there was no sign of Quatre. However all was made clear when he saw Quatre fast asleep with a small infant dreaming in his arms in the bedroom. How she had gotten there, Trowa figured it best to ask Quatre when he woke up. He covered them both with a blanket, his hand stroked against the blonde's face.
He took a moment to look at the girl, asleep still. He cautiously reached out to touch her, just make sure she wasn't a figment of his imagination. Feeling the soft flesh under his figures was proof enough that she, whoever she was, was real.
"Now I'm living with two angels," he thought to himself as he shut the door. "And I guess I'm thankful for them both."
~*~*~*~
Me: YEAHS! My musies are back!
Wufei: Finally we can leave!
Tatiana: Not till next chapter, the deal was till this story was over and it isn't yet.
Heero: How many more then?
Me: Next one should be that last one if I remember right...Me so happy! I finally got Angel Kamaria in!
Trowa: ~not paying attention~ The weather in Canada is worse then when the environmental controls on a colony malfunction.
Kristen: This is Canada, not a space colony. We've always has messed up weather...
Jason: Don't have to remind me of that...
Me: Anyways, have do go to housework, so R&R please and thank you!