Oheyo minna! Hehe, gomen for the delay in getting this chapter out..-_-..school..euk! hehe
Darcey- ^-^ Duo DOES seem more suicidal than Heero in this story ne? Hehe…well, Duo isn't exactly known for his brains ne? ^.~
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Minna- ARIGATOU!!! You're all the best!^^V
"…" –Dialogue
'…' –Thinking/Telepathy
Disclaimer- Don't own either shows..
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Chapter Four
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Recap
Quatre winced, hand on his chest. She was awake and disturbed. She must have been having one of those dreams again. She had tried to keep her dreams hidden from him at first, though she knew he would find out eventually. But still, as long as she could, she had hid it from him.
Then his powers had finally made itself known, and he had found out what plagued her in the astral plane…in HIS realm.
Another tug, this time followed by despair and a slight sense of hopelessness.
She was thinking about her again…she was thinking about his twin sister.
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Quatre sighed and an emerald eye narrowed at that. A mouth opened to make its observation known, but was interrupted.
"YOU MEAN USAGI'S NOT REALLY YOUR MOM?!" Duo shouted. Quatre sighed, again.
"Yes Duo, after my mother died, father decided I would need someone to care for me. Usagi and her family moved in and for as long as I can remember, she has always looked out for me. She was like a mother to me, always telling me what I should and shouldn't do, how to stay out of trouble, etc. and that's why I call her mother, even if she is only a year older than me." Quatre massaged his temples with his index and middle finger. 'Try a few thousand years…gomen for lying to you minna..in the past..and right now…'
"Don't you mean MAMA?" Duo snickered. Quatre groaned and a slight blush crept upon his cheek. Was it his fault he could not break the habit of calling him mom mama? He was still very young for a half-immortal. He massaged his temple furthermore as Duo continued to tease him. When he realized Duo had stopped, he opened one eye and raised an eyebrow. Duo had his index and thumb on his chin, stroking it, deep in thought. His eyes lit up suddenly and Quatre was sure he could see the lightbulb go off.
"If Usagi isn't really your mother…hm..yeah…but she's a year older…but that's alright…hm…YES!! I CAN GO OUT WITH USAGI!" Duo cheered, jumping into the air with one fist outstretched up.
Tsuki growled. Quatre's eyes narrowed, and Wufei would later swore he saw fire leap out of his eyes, turning it red for a split second. Duo eeped.
Need I go on?
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She stared. And blinked. Still, the midnight blue orbs stared back at her. She stared at her reflection, studying it. She looked so young, so…innocent. 'Oh…how wrong that is…' she thought wryly. She closed her eyes, placing the hand that held the comb brushing her hair on the table as tears slipped through her closed eyes. Her dreams had brought to her so many memories. So much had happened to her. Yet, you would never be able to tell…not by looking at her…not by getting to know her…no, you would never be able to tell…
Her memories were both good and bad, filled with times with her friends, her family…filled with death…with Chaos. She opened her eyes, now a stunning silver with no pupils.
The Earth…when she had seen the Earth, she had gasped. The Earth…it was still beautiful, yet a dark cloud enveloped it, hiding its true beauty, letting her glimpse it here and there. There was the aura of bloodshed and deceit upon this planet, and even though it would dim in her presence, that aura just would not leave.
Yet that glimpse she would catch of the Earth in its true beauty, in its natural glory, would be enough to chase the darkness away. It was such a shame that, even after she had restored the Earth, the humans had still managed to destroy it, slowly, but still effectively. It was a shame, indeed, and now, she could only catch fleeting images of Elysion. But that was enough to strengthen her hope.
Hope…her little hope. She could still remember when she had found out about her daughter and her son. It had been right after she had healed the Earth. She was transported off of Earth and to the center of the universe, where she was to reside for all of eternity. But she had no loved ones left alive. With her precious ones, for whom would she fight for?
She was the light of the universe, the Hikari no Tenshi. But while she provided light for the cosmos, who would provide light for her? Who would be her light, her hope?
No one.
And that was why she, as futile as it would be, tried to take her own life. She would be reborn, that much she knew, but for a time, though it would always be too short, she would be free, with her loved ones. The sword had been positioned, aimed at her heart. It's intricate designs hid the true power of the sword.
This sword, with its mysterious origin was powerful enough to kill an immortal. Not physically, of course, but the death of a soul is the same as death now, isn't it? The sword had been dubbed the Shi Blade, for it was use to only to kill, yet, that name never truly fit the sword. There was a time when the sword was not used to kill. But that was a time forgotten, and even she could not remember the true name of the sword, nor could she remember the original holder of the sword. But that did not matter…all that mattered was that the sword would be the one to end her misery. She had been ready to plunge the sword into her heart when he appeared. Her Mamo-chan.
He stopped her. Why, she had asked him. Why could she not join him? She wanted freedom…she wanted to be with him, couldn't he understand that, she had cried. It was not until he had caressed her cheek, that loving gaze of his never leaving her eyes that it had hit her.
Her Mamo-chan was here…in a physical body. But how? And that was when she found out. He was allowed one night back in the realm of the living, and for only one night, would he be allowed to be with her in his body.
When she had awoken the next morning, she was distraught to find the empty space where his body had lained the night before. She had had one night with him, but it reminded her all the more of their sweet moments together…moments she could no longer have, as her curse of immortality prevented her from joining her beloved.
She was sure she would have taken her own life, had it not been for the little one…or ones, she should say. Her hope and her light.
Nine months after that night with Mamoru, she had given birth. The cosmos rejoiced all that day and night, and the spirits of her loved ones were beside her the whole time. First, came the wails of her daughter, of whom she bestowed with her hope. She was named, as she was in the eyes of her mother, Hope. Next, came the cries of her son, who was bestowed her light. She named him Sol.
Her children had always been inseparable, where one was; the other was not far behind. Both were, like their mother, pacifists. However, whereas Sol had been willing to fight for a good cause, Hope had always sought for peaceful way, no matter how useless it may seem to be. They had shown no signs of power at first, but when their powers came, it had come swiftly, using large amounts of energy. Though she was proud of their powers, she was horrified of the things that would come with it. The responsibility she did not want them to be forced to endure, the destiny they could not outrun.
They were the guardians of dreams, and together, they had made sure that dreams would stay pure and sweet. After she had deemed them experienced enough to go out into the cosmos as well as the world of dreams on their own, they often disappeared for hours on end, though what was time to an immortal? But they had always been sure to let her know where they were, what they were doing, when they would be back. They had always come back to her and she had always believed would remain to be true. After all, fate would not be so cruel as to take away her hope and light, would it?
But like so many times before, fate had decided to cut short the guardian's happiness. Hope and Sol had left that day, like so many days before, but did not return. She waited anxiously for them, a day past, and another. She told herself everything was fine, her children were amongst the strongest in the cosmos, and no one dared hurt them for fear of her wrath. They were safe, just making sure that all was right in the cosmos, she had told her self, though that gnawing in her heart would not leave her be. It was all she had to not leave her post and search for them…she was sure that only the shield that had been created to make sure she would not be able to leave her post and shirk her duties as Cosmos had kept her from leaving in search of them. With the shield on, she could not leave unscathed, and her children would be able to feel her pain. She could not do that to them.
Days turned into a week, and when she had finally decided enough was enough, and, ready to go through the shield, she saw him. Sol. Sol had come back. She was overcome with joy. She smiled at him, embraced him, her tears never stopping its course, and, though she knew he would crinkle his nose in disgust, she kissed him, once on each cheek and the forehead. But he had not crinkled in disgust. He had shed tears of his own and held onto her tightly. Confused and fearful, she held him against her bosom, that gnawing in her heart increasing. It was then that she realized it. Hope had not arrived yet…Hope had not followed her brother. Sol had come back alone.
The silver eyes closed, and when they opened, they had reverted back to their velvet blues. Yet no tears were shed. How could she shed anymore tears, when her son, her light, was in the same house as she. He would know her pain, and she did not want that.
Her son…he was all that kept her going. No matter how much he tried to run…he would always be Sol, the now lone guardian of dreams. Of course, now he was called Quatre, but that did not matter. She looked at the mirror, though she knew she would see nothing new. She gasped, eyes wide. And screamed.
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Duo was a goner. Quatre was slowly advancing him from the front, and Tsuki, from the back. In Quatre's hand was Wufei's katana, of which the Chinese boy happily lent him. Tsuki had her jaw opened, revealing her fangs.
"Duo Maxwell…tell Saturn I said hi." Quatre said, before swinging at Duo. Tsuki growled and with a final roar, began to bring her jaw down to bite Duo's behind. None ever made contact.
At that exact moment, a loud scream ripped through the mansion, immediately catching their attention. Duo gave an audible sigh at his saved braid and unbitten behind, before feeling the gust of wind left by Quatre and Tsuki. His eyes widened as he placed the voice of the scream to a body. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who had, if the speed Tsuki and Quatre had gone off in had anything to say about it. With a glance at Trowa and Wufei, he, along with the other two ran towards the source of the voice, following the form of Heero.
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"Okaa-san!" Quatre yelled out, slamming the door open. He ran into the room, only to see the shaking form of his mother staring at the vanity mirror. "Okaa-san?" He whispered, seeing his mother's ashen face. "Daijabou ka, okaa-san?"
He received no reply. "Okaa-san?" He walked towards his mother, Tsuki ahead of him. Stopping as he reached her, he bent down to bring her to a hug. "Okaa-san…" he murmered as Tsuki rubbed her head against the shaken queen, trying to send comfort.
It was then that the pilots had arrived, and when Quatre raised his head, intent on turning to shoo them away, it took all he had not to scream. Staring at the vanity mirror, eyes wide, he could not hide his surprised gasp.
Staring straight back at him, her cerulean eyes tired, oval face framed with silver hair turned ebony at the ends, was someone he never thought he would see again, yet always dreamed he would.
Staring back at him from the mirror was Hope…his sister.
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End of Chapter. Hehe..gomen minna, I know, I know, totally off tracked, but I wanted to clear up some confusion *like who the father was…* hehe.. Well…let's keep the reviews coming and I'll send out a new chap asap ne? Heheh, ja minna! Till next time!
