::is in tears:: This is the eppy.....my first completed story ::tears some more:: oh my baby is all completed now! Sorry about the format of the story and if it's hard to read because of it...I have no idea how to make it appear the way it should on
Crystalstorm21- ::huggles Crystalstorm21 and Heero:: Aww Heero, what's the matter...don't you like me no more? ::looks at Heero, eeps, and backs away:: Heheh...is that a yes?
Disclaimer: Don't own
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Epilogue
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"You're beautiful," Blue eyes rolled in exasperation as its owner stared at his wife, his tone voicing his annoyance.
"Liar, you're just saying that because me being old and ugly means you're old and ugly!" His wife wailed, throwing her purse at him. He caught the purse, resisting the urge to roll his eyes again.
"First of all—you're beautiful, no matter what you think you see. Second, you're not old—you're only fifty—"
"DON'T SAY IT!!" Azure eyes glittered dangerously as it peered into his own cobalt eyes.
"Usako, you know you'll always be beautiful to me," Mamoru hugged his wife and brought her closer to him, "Now come on, shouldn't we be helping the bride?" At the mention of the bride, Usagi's eyes began to tear up once more.
"Oh, my little baby's leaving me!" She wailed, "Why did you let her grow up, Mamo-chan, why?! Why couldn't you let her stay our little girl, huh?! Do you enjoy putting me through such pain?!" She emphasized her point by slapping his arm several times. Mamoru groaned, his hand up in defeat.
"You're right Usako, I should have tied her up and ground her for life like you wouldn't let me." He rolled his eyes. "Come on Usako, let's go check up on the bride."
"My little baby's getting married...the time went by so fast...oh, I am so old!" Usagi wailed once more, following after the sighing form of her husband as they went to go check on their daughter.
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"Do you, Heero, take Hope to be your dearly beloved wife? Just nod your head yes, buddy, since I know how hard it is for you to say more than one word." The justice—dressed as a priest, though he most certainly was not—smiled charmingly at the couple before him, ignoring the glares he was receiving from the majority of the room.
"Duo!" He grimaced as he heard his wife hiss his name. "Erm, I mean, do you take Hope to be your wife, Heero-man?"
"Yes," Heero's eyes never left his bride's own eyes.
"And do you, Hope—"
"I do, I do, can we just get to the good part already?" Hope interrupted Duo impatiently, blushing as she received a raised brow from her groom. "I waited five years for this part!" She defended herself, "What took you so long to ask me, huh?!" She sent her unofficial husband the look—the look that said there was no way he was going to win so don't bother trying.
"Right...I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may—whoa Hee-man, let the girl breathe!" Duo smiled cheerfully as the guests erupted into applause and laughter.
"Hey Destiny," He smiled as he wrapped an arm around his wife, "How's Meirandoing?" His wife smiled, sending him an amused stare.
"Calling her father a baka," She smirked, "Looks like she's been spending time with Wufei."
"Tou-baka!" As if to prove her point, three-years old Meiran smiled toothily at her father, wrapping her tiny arms around his leg from behind. "Tou-baka!"
"Aww," Duo groaned, "Tell me, why do we let her hang out with that little demon-child again?"
"Because it gives us...alone time," Destiny winked and Duo smiled wolfishly.
"Long live Wufei," He smirked.
"Duo-baka!" Duo's smirk faded as he turned and looked down at the four-years old child in front of him, standing next to the apple of Duo's eyes.
"Demon-child," He muttered, then winced. "Itai!"
"You deserve it, you moron!" Rei seethed, picking up Wufei. "Calling my grandchild a demon-child, huh!"
"Well, he's related to you, isn't he—itai! Destiny!"
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Usagi leaned against Mamoru's body, content with the day's event.
"Where did the time go, Mamo-chan?"
"Ask Setsuna," Her husband of thirty-three years joked, "She seems to know everything involving time." Usagi ignored his jest, staring ahead blankly.
"It seems like it was just yesterday that we were bringing them home from the hospital— then I realize...Quatre's happily married and has children now. And Hope...Hope's married now too. Remember when we were young? And Hope would always pretend to be a bride—and now...now she is!" Usagi teared up at the end of her comment, before her mood instantly changed, "And it's about time too! What took Heero so long to propose to her?!" She laughed quietly as her husband sighed, accustomed to her frequent mood swings, "And Trowa and Fate are expecting a child...remember when Trowa use to come by our house because Makoto sent him to feed us?"
Mamoru smiled, "Hey, he lived next door...and well, we all know how your cooking is..." He chuckled at the light-hearted slap his wife gave his arm.
"He looks so much like Mako-chan, if he wasn't as quiet and serious as Nephlite, I'd think Makoto had him made for her or something! And Duo—well, you think Kunzite minds that he takes after Minako?" She giggled, "Poor Kunzite...stuck with two Minako-chans." She shook her head, her eyes laughing and nostalgic. She sighed and once again dug deeper into her husband's arm.
"Rei-chan and Jeidite told me they're going to tell Wufei about his parents soon," She sighed, "Poor Relena-chan...she was so young too...and Wufei will never know his mother now."
"Milliardo won't let him miss her, you know—Rei and Jedite won't neither. And you know once they make up their minds about something..."
"Of course...stubbornness runs in that family," Usagi smiled sadly, "It's almost cost them their marriage several times, that stubbornness...And they've decided not to allow Wufei a chance to miss her now. But still..."She trailed off, "Ami-chan and Zoicite tell me Noin thinks they should wait until Wufei is older to tell him."
"What did Rei say to that?"
"It's Rei, what do you think?" Usagi sighed once more, her eyes nostalgic, "Come on, Mamo-chan, I'm cold."
"Haruka and Michiru are spending the night over."
"No, they decided to spend time with Setsuna and her husband."
"I thought Hotaru was spending the night at Setsuna's? Does she have room for them all?"
"No, but Haruka refuses to budge. You would think with Hotaru in her late fourties now, Haruka would be less protective of her," Usagi laughed and Mamoru chuckled, "But she refuses to believe that Hotaru is married and has her own family."
"Well, Haruka's just taking...longer...than most people to let their kids leave the nest." Mamoru murmured into Usagi's hair, "We've learned to let our kids leave...and I'm sure enjoying the advantages of living with only you again."
"We all turned out okay," The comment was out of the blue and Mamoru smiled at his wife's randomness, "The kids did okay for themselves."
"They really did," He agreed.
"Hai," Usagi smiled, "Come on Mamo-chan, I need you to warm me up." Mamoru needed no further prompting to follow after his wife through the balcony doors into their bedroom.
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Harmony smiled at the scene before her.
"Yes, everything turned out okay," She turned from the fountain, walking to her throne where she sat down in a flurry of soft fabric and wavy hair. Her eyes bore across her domain, weary of any threats to the balance she watched over, though knowing that there was none.
After all, she had taken her place as the Order, and there was no Chaos in this universe, no Cosmos. There was never a need—a reason—for them. All was well in the universe, and she was pleased to see it.
Her eyes glazed over as her mind's eye replayed the lives of the ones she knew as Hikari and Cavan, the lives of Fate and Destiny—all of whom she could no longer call son and daughters, her children. She remembered—and she was the only one in existence and nonexistence who did remember, a world before this one.
She compared them every now and then—this world and the one before it. It was hard not to when one was all alone and so lonely it hurt. But their happiness was well worth the pain—their happiness in this life, in this existence, was more than enough payment for the loneliness that haunted her, the pain that constantly gripped at her heart.
But still...there were times when she wanted to bring them here, to live with her in her vast domain, loneliness drowning in the silence that greeted her at every step, every breath. There were times when she wanted nothing more but to bring them all to live with her, live as they had before Fate and Destiny grew angry at the loss of their lovers, before Fate and Destiny grew jealous of Hikari and Cavan and made that vicious decree of identities and duties. But that was impossible...they had a whole new life they were leading, they had friends, families, children—some of them, grandchildren.
"They deserve this," She told herself, "They never had a chance before," And once again, she steeled her resolve, staring unseeingly over the vast space before her. "Cavan...Hikari...Destiny...Fate...You will always be my children, even if you do not know me." She smiled a smile of grim acceptance.
For them, and only them, would she do this, taking her duty as not only Watcher of Balance, but the embodiment of the Balance itself, the very picture of Order. And she did this only for them, for their freedom and their laughter, for their smiles, tears—for the lives as they knew it, free from duties and obligations, from decrees of eons past and an endless war that could never truly begin or end.
"Yes, everything turned out okay."
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Honestly, I'm not proud of this eppy, but I lost the original version and could not remember what I had written! Garh! Lol, anyways, thank you to everyone who read and reviewed this story—and to those who simply read it. It's been a fun time—nearly a year, I believe—and I know I would not have continued this story were it not for you all! Ja minna! ::huggles everyone::
