CrazyRae: heheehe....welcome. Chapter fifteen and the last of the pairings and past revealings. Though, trust me there is still going to be mystery on my main character.

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Chapter Fifteen

Months had passed and the girls had slowly gotten over the death of one of the proclaimed Rose Brothers. Raven was still in her deep slumber, and hasn't awoken. Heero stated that sometimes she mumbled and cried out in her sleep, but would never wake up. The question that everyone had been asking themselves, is how she lost so much blood from one wound.

Heero was in the girl's room, gazing at the stained walls. The blood had been washed off but some of it had stained the walls. His mind was planted with many thoughts, most of them on his memories. He couldn't understand why he could remember some things, but not others.

"Damn." a soft voice croaked out, pulling him out of his thoughts.

He gazed over to see Raven sitting up in her bed, her eyes trained on her hands. Her eyes slowly traveled over to him, and she glared slightly.

"This bites." was all she said.

She must've caught his questioning gaze because she sighed, "I'm still living."

He glared at her for that remark.

"So that's the reason for the suicidal mission?" he snapped at her.

She smirked.

"That was no suicidal mission. Just some bastard got a lucky shot. Unfortunately he was able to celebrate his triumph because he was dead within the second of doing so." she replied, her calm voice seemed to be taunting the fact that he was showing his anger.

"So, let me guess. Q made you watch over me as the death of Nikolai sank in?" she inquired.

Heero growled, "Why didn't you tell them?"

"I did tell them. The new had told them too. Nikolai wouldn't last pass the week. They were so worked up over you're coma that they forget the kind soul knocking on Death's door. They even missed his funeral, because they wanted to make sure I hadn't sent you into a permanent coma. Though the Gods know how I would've enjoyed that." her calm voice poked at his slight guilt.

She slowly stood up and walked to her closet. She entered the walk-in closet and shut the door.

"I find it amusing how the old ones are forgotten when someone knew shows up." he could hear her mumble.

Shifting could be heard as the girl continued, "Honestly, I find them so dishonorable. The very person who helped them in their time of need was forgotten for some soldier who forgot everything that made him a human."

The girl walked out wearing a pair of black, baggy jeans that hung loosely on her hips. A black shirt that read, I See Dumb People, in white showed off her developed form. She walked to her bed and pulled out her Doc Matins, black boots that had been under her bed.

"No, suicidal missions are dishonorable." he shot back.

Her calm, sapphire blue eyes turned to the cold, blue-violet he had grown accustom to. Her eyes didn't glare at him, only gazed with the endless hollowness that the vacant orbs held.

"Suicide isn't the way my life is going to end. You don't even know how much crap I've been through. I haven't been innocent since before I was born. I have blood of family and friends on my hands, so much of it that it would've even made you, the Perfect Soldier, kneel over with a dagger at your wrists."

"Let me refresh the memory you've forgotten. My mother died giving birth to me. She didn't have the energy to go on. I would've rather died than have her not be here. Unfortunately I have to see her face every time I look into a mirror. I killed my own father because he tried to rape my sister. I took a kitchen knife, and before I knew what happened I stabbed him in the back of the heart. He used the last of his energy to throw me across the room and into a brick wall of the house."

"My siblings and I somehow lost each other and that's when I met up with you. I surrendered myself so you could be safe. I exposed my ability of Shadow Jumping to you, and I saved your life twice, which costed me my ability to cry outwardly like so many do. The others don't know about that."

"I became a Galactic Soldier right after I left you and the old man. I left because he tried to learn the components of the Zero 'System' as you call it. There are no components. It's all in your head."

"My own brother was slaughtered in front of me. I made the worst choice ever which could've prevented this entire war."

She paused gazing at the ceiling.

"That's why I do the assassinations. I kill any threat there is. If I don't kill the threat it will come back to bite me in the ass." she finished.

"Oh please, you mean to tell me you've never declined a mission? Even I declined a mission. That was because she was no longer a threat." the brunette replied.

He remember the Endless Waltz. The little Barton-girl had been his target, and he declined his mission that stated he was to kill her.

"Nope. I've never declined a mission. I did fail one though. I was to assassinate a threat to the Colony. I was so close to doing it too. He was lying there, unable to move. My gun was loaded and ready. Unfortunately I didn't have the heart to kill him. I just couldn't do it."

"Now that very man, that I spared , happens to be the leader of the opposing army." she finished.

"I wasn't aware Zero had a heart." he snapped.

Raven glared at him and stood up. She walked to her front door and paused after opening it.

"Look here Heero. I don't have the patients I use to. Don't think for a moment that I wont fulfill my promise in killing the old man. I told you before I don't break promises. I haven't done so yet." she reminded, her voice void of any emotion.

She walked out of the blood-tainted room, leaving behind a seething Perfect Soldier.

She will die, Heero promised. Like her, I don't break promises.

He walked out of the room and headed towards his, barely missing the sound of screeching tires as a vehicle sped down the driveway.

End

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