Ok, sorry for the long wait for this chapter guys!! I really didn't mean to
leave it this long. Hehe…please don't hurt me!!
Sherpock-and what am I supposed to tell the angry mob?
Ulp…there's an angry mob?
Sherpock-I'd say.
O boy. Um…don't let them in…
Angry mob-There she is!! Get her!!!
Uh oh…well, here's the next chapter…*runs away*
Sherpock-maybe she should learn how to pilot a gundam…I'm her muse by the way. Ok, on with things.
Disclaimer-I don't own it so don't sue.
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Chapter 8
"Ding dong"
Duo came bounding down the stairs and flung the door open. "Quatre!!" He then preceded to glomp his friend, and only when Trowa tapped him on the shoulder did he let the small blond go.
Quatre caught his breath, and grinned at the ecstatic man in the doorway.
"I take it you're glad to see us?"
Duo's expression brightened and he nodded vigorously. "Come on in"
Quatre and Trowa entered the house, Nate following them silent and emotionless.
Duo glanced at his watch. "Well, I've got to check dinner. You guys can make yourselves at home. TRINITY! They're here! Come on down!"
"Coming" came the reply, and Trinity appeared at the top of the stairs a moment later. She was wearing black jeans and a baby blue top. Her hair was in the traditional braid, and it bounced with her every step as she came down the stairs.
When she reached the bottom, she smiled politely at Quatre and Trowa.
"You've grown quite a bit Miss Trinity." Quatre said, smiling back. "Last time I saw you, you were only two years old."
Trinity grinned. "Well, that was a long time ago." Then her nose wrinkled. "Is something burning Dad?"
Duo's eyes widened as he realized the smell as well. "Ack!" He cried, running out of the room towards the kitchen.
Trinity shook her head. "That's the fourth time he's burnt it. I'll have to help him after."
Quatre snickered. "Duo never was the one to cook while we were on missions during the war. We always thought it was because he was too lazy."
"Oh, it's not that he's a bad cook…" Trinity said. "Its just that he has problems with garlic bread."
The girl then led the three into the sitting room, and they involved themselves in an intelligent conversation. Heero soon joined them.
In about half an hour, the doorbell rang again, at the same time that another cry emerged from the kitchen. Heero and Trinity left the Winner- Bartons, and the girl headed for the door, leaving her father to deal with Duo's troubles.
"Ding Dong"
"Yeah yeah I'm coming, hold your horses." Trinity called, reaching for the handle.
She turned it and the door opened to reveal two very familiar Chinese men.
"Hello Wufei, Ian, please come in." Trinity said icily, stepping out of the way to let them through.
"Weak onna." Wufei muttered as he entered the house.
"I'm better than you'll ever be." The girl retorted, shutting the door behind the two men.
Wufei was about to reply when Heero entered the hallway.
"Nice to see you again Chang." He said, shaking hands with the older of the two guests. He simply nodded at Ian.
While the two older pilots involved themselves in a conversation, Ian turned to Trinity. "Well…"
"Well what?" The girl replied, voice emotionless.
"Did you drop out?" Ian asked.
"No. and I don't intend to. Nothing you can say will change my mind." Trinity turned to head for the sitting room, but Ian cleared his throat and she turned to face him, fixing her glare on the other teen.
"What?" Her voice was now low and menacing.
"You seem to have a nasty bruise Trinity. If you can't protect yourself, you don't deserve to be a preventer. You'll just get in the way and get other people hurt…"
"Click"
Ian found himself with Trinity's gun pointed at his chest. Her hands were steady, and her voice calm.
"Nothing you say to me will persuade me to quit, and if you keep going at this rate, you won't be alive long enough to even utter a word."
Ian's eyes widened in hear as Trinity's finger tightened on the trigger, and a gunshot rang out through the air.
*~*
well, should I leave it off here?
Sherpock-you're forgetting that you just got rid of the angry mob.
Oh yeah…I guess I should keep going then huh? Yeah.
*~*
Ian fell to his knees, eyes closed; waiting for the pain, but it never came. He opened his eyes to find Wufei staring at Trinity, who was now empty handed.
Her gun was lying on the other side of the room, and Heero was pocketing his.
The girl glared at her father, and Heero pointed at the stairs. "In your room. Now."
Wufei's jaw dropped. "She almost killed my son, and all you're doing is sending her to her room?!?"
Heero's Prussian blue eyes met Wufei's and silenced him effectively. "I will deal with Trinity later."
He then offered a hand to Ian, who took it and got to his feet. "I suggest that you let her make her own decisions from now on." Heero said. "If you value your life."
"Yes sir" Ian replied, still a little shaken from the experience.
"And just so you know. She wasn't aiming to kill. She was aiming to cause pain." Heero then headed over to Trinity's forgotten gun, picked it up and placed it on the table.
Duo, Quatre, Trowa and Nate all looked a little surprised, and were standing in the doorway, wondering what was going on.
Heero explained briefly what had happened, then led them all back into the sitting room where they resumed normal conversation.
When dinner was ready, the group of old friends sat themselves at the table. Duo pulled Nate into the kitchen and handed him a tray. "This is for Trin, if you bring it up. There's enough food there for you to eat with her if you want, but you're welcome to come downstairs and eat as well. Her room is the second door on the right at the top of the stairs."
Nate nodded and headed for his destination.
Upon reaching the door, he balanced the tray in one hand and knocked three times with the other.
"Go away." Trinity called out. She wasn't in the mood to be badgered by her fathers.
"I come in peace?"
Recognizing Nate's voice, but not expecting him to have said "I come in peace." Trinity's curiosity took over and she headed over and let him into the room.
Nate entered the room and placed the tray on the table. He noticed that Trinity had changed. She was wearing flannelette pants, and a sweater.
He also noticed her eyes were slightly tearstained. She looked like something was on her mind, and a distant look occupied her eyes.
"Thanks Nate." She mumbled, noticing the tray for the first time.
"Hn. Thank your father." He grunted.
Trinity shook her head and picked through her salad with her fingers. Finding a cucumber, she popped it into her mouth. "You're the one who carried it up here. He's probnablyu downstairs talking." She paused then sighed. "You gonna stay up here for a bit? You probably want to go back down through. They're probably a lot more interesting than I am."
Nate shook his head. "I can't stand get togethers like this. Everyone wants me to talk."
Trinity nodded in understanding and sat down at the table. Nate chose a seat beside her, and she handed him a fork.
The two sat in silence for a few moments, ignoring the empty plates and eating the food out of its serving dishes.
After a while, Trinity sighed and sat back in her chair. Nate looked at her questioningly, and she shook her head.
"you don't want to know."
Nate raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I?"
Trinity sighed again. "As you probably already know, I'm not exactly the most popular kid in school. No one acknowledged me before you and Ian came along, and even then it was only for the sake of our jobs."
As she was looking at her hands, Trinity didn't notice Nate shake his head slightly, his eyes scanning her face, her body, her skin over and over again.
"And now I've been shot twice, Ian's told me I should quit preventers, I'm wondering if my parents are hiding something from me, something about me, and something Ian knows."
Nate knew the "Something" could only be one thing. The cloning,. And, with careful observation, he came to the conclusion that he wasn't the person and this wasn't the place or time to tell her. Instead he gave a low grunt that urged the girl to continue.
"I just don't know what to think anymore." Trinity said with a sigh. "And Duo told me Relena's coming over sometime this week. She's like the mother I never had…Maybe I'll be able to talk to her…But why am I telling all this?" Trinity gave a fake laugh that didn't last very long, and definitely didn't make the situation any more cheerful.
"Oh, what a sad story." A voice, dripping with sarcasm, came from the doorway.
Trinity tensed and her eyes narrowed. "Ian Chang, I have more than one gun." She turned to face the other teenager.
"That's nice. Anyway, just came to, ahem, bid you farewell. My dad and I are taking off. See at the dance on Friday Trini-babe.
Nate stiffened at the last sentence and watched Ian head out the door. He glanced at Trinity, and saw her place her gun on the table.
"Forgot about the dance." She mumbled.
"Don't forget your dress." Came Ian's voice from down the hallway.
"Whatever." Trinity replied. She then looked at Nate. "Want to see it?"
He looked at her questioningly. "See what?"
"The dress silly." She replied, jumping up from her chair.
Nate nodded his head slightly, a new emotion boiling in his heart. He didn't know what it was, but he was quite sure it was a weakness. It went against everything the scientists had told him, as did all emotions.
/…Soldiers don't need emotions. They will only get in the way…/
He could remember them pounding that into his head again and again…never would he forget it.
"Earth to Nate!"
The boy's head snapped up to find Trinity's cobalt blue eyes inches in front of his own.
"You awake in there?" she asked.
"Hn." He replied, breath catching in his throat.
"I'll take that as a yes." The girl said, backing up a few steps. "So what do you think?" she held the dress up against her small frame, and spun around once. It was a shade of light purple, and it was quite long. The fabric was sparkly, and the spaghetti straps were sure to reveal creamy skin. There was a slit on the right so that Trinity would be able to walk. "Well…"
Nate raised one eyebrow. "Nice." He said, voice emotionless.
Trinity sighed and replaced the dress in the closet. "What were you thinking about?"
"Huh?"
"Well, I called your name a couple of times, and you never answered." Trinity said, seating herself once again at the table and picking through the salad. She loved cucumbers.
"Hn."
Trinity rolled her eyes. "You need to work on your vocabulary. It wouldn't hurt to lighten up a little you know."
Nate didn't reply and Trinity sighed.
"Ok, tell me what's bugging you and I swear I'll never ask you to talk again."
Nate thought about this for a moment, then decided it couldn't hurt. His parents had been trying to get him to open up for the past few years anyways. Maybe he should try this "lightening up".
"The scientists, they made us."
Trinity had a confused look on her face, so he decided to elaborate a bit.
"They cloned Wufei to make Ian, then Duo and Heero for you, and Quatre and Trowa for me."
Trinity nodded. She'd heard this story before.
"So they took me in to make another "perfect solder", to exceed Heero Yuy's abilities." Once again Trinity nodded.
"They told me emotions were useless for my missions, and Quatre and Trowa, my fathers, tried to tell me otherwise. They told me that the reason they were able to fight again in the Mariemaia incident and come out victorious was because they acted on their emotions, and they knew how to cooperate with each other. They said that following your heart was what made a good pilot. The scientists instructed me to leave them, since they were putting 'false' ideas in my head."
The whole 'speech' had been said in an emotionless voice. Trinity took a minute to sort these things out in her head.
"So you don't know who's right?" she asked, not expecting, (or getting) an answer. Trinity thought for a few more minutes to let this information sink in. Then, an idea hit her. It was worth a shot, and it might just work…
"I've got an idea that might help you." She said, getting up from the table and heading for the door.
"You're supposed to stay in your room." Nate replied.
"I'm sure that you'll find a way to keep me from shooting anyone. Coming or not?"
Nate gave in and followed the girl out the door and through the house, carefully avoiding the kitchen.
They ended up in the woods outside, on a hill top, with the sun just setting in the west.
Nate stood, waiting for Trinity to execute her plan. She was watching the sunset and the skies.
"You'll damage your eyes watching the sun like that." He said in a monotone, as was usual.
Trinity rolled her eyes. "That's not the point. Aren't the colours beautiful?"
"Hn." He replied.
The girl sighed, then glanced at the boy. He too was looking at the sky, the light falling on his face and casting shadows where it couldn't reach.
A warm breeze ruffled the leaves in the trees and circled the two.
Without thinking, Trinity stepped towards him. Placing her hands around his neck, she slowly reached up and pressed her lips against his.
From instinct, Nate stepped back, pulling himself away from the girl. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned to walk down the hill, his mind a battle of its own.
"Wait, Nate! I didn't mean to, I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have. Please come back…" Trinity said, following him down the hill.
"Why shouldn't you have?"
Nate had stopped, and Trinity was caught off guard by the question. "Uh…"
Nate's mind was racing…it felt different having someone so close. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to welcome the feeling or not. "Why?"
"I don't know. I just…I don't know."
"You shouldn't have because you're going out with Ian. I shouldn't have let you. Let's pretend it didn't happen."
"Wait a sec. What makes you think I'm going out with Ian?"
"You're going to the dance with him on Friday."
"It's a mission thing. I don't care about Ian that way. I barely care about him at all. Why didn't you want that to happen?"
"The scientists…"
"Who gives a shit? Forget about them, just for one minute."
"Why do you care?"
"I want to help you. I…I don't know. Forget it. Let's go back."
Trinity turned to head down the hill, towards the house.
"Wait."
She turned slowly.
"How?"
Ok, now she was confused. "How what?" For that one second, he had sounded so helpless…
"How do I forget?"
Trinity smiled slightly. "You have to listen to your heart." Trinity said.
The two stood in silence for a few moments before Nate muttered something.
"What was that?"
Trinity didn't have time to react before Nate's lips were pressed against hers once more.
*~*
"Duo, put down the binoculars." Quatre scolded. The two were on the roof with Heero and Trowa. They'd heard Trinity and Nate leaving the house, and Duo had decided to put the binoculars to good use.
"Why should I? So you can use them?" The 'retired' gundam pilot demanded with a smirk, eyes never leaving the binoculars.
"Duo…if Trinity found out about this…" The blond warned.
"Put them down Duo." Heero commanded. His voice unwavering.
"But…"
"Now."
"Fine." Duo's shoulders hunched as eh sighed and put the binoculars on the roof beside him. Leaning back on the gently sloping shingles, his eyes searched the skies for the first star to appear. "I kinda miss being up in outer space." Duo commented. "Seeing earth from up there."
"It would be nice to go up and enjoy the beauty of it without having to worry about fighting." Quatre put in. He was sitting beside Trowa, and their eyes were directed towards the sunset.
Heero was standing, leaning against the chimney.
As it was, no one saw the form that was dressed in black slip in the house through one of the open first floor windows.
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sorry to leave another cliff hanger, but I have yet to decide who the "black form" is. Please let me know what you think!!!
~ Aria
Sherpock-and what am I supposed to tell the angry mob?
Ulp…there's an angry mob?
Sherpock-I'd say.
O boy. Um…don't let them in…
Angry mob-There she is!! Get her!!!
Uh oh…well, here's the next chapter…*runs away*
Sherpock-maybe she should learn how to pilot a gundam…I'm her muse by the way. Ok, on with things.
Disclaimer-I don't own it so don't sue.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 8
"Ding dong"
Duo came bounding down the stairs and flung the door open. "Quatre!!" He then preceded to glomp his friend, and only when Trowa tapped him on the shoulder did he let the small blond go.
Quatre caught his breath, and grinned at the ecstatic man in the doorway.
"I take it you're glad to see us?"
Duo's expression brightened and he nodded vigorously. "Come on in"
Quatre and Trowa entered the house, Nate following them silent and emotionless.
Duo glanced at his watch. "Well, I've got to check dinner. You guys can make yourselves at home. TRINITY! They're here! Come on down!"
"Coming" came the reply, and Trinity appeared at the top of the stairs a moment later. She was wearing black jeans and a baby blue top. Her hair was in the traditional braid, and it bounced with her every step as she came down the stairs.
When she reached the bottom, she smiled politely at Quatre and Trowa.
"You've grown quite a bit Miss Trinity." Quatre said, smiling back. "Last time I saw you, you were only two years old."
Trinity grinned. "Well, that was a long time ago." Then her nose wrinkled. "Is something burning Dad?"
Duo's eyes widened as he realized the smell as well. "Ack!" He cried, running out of the room towards the kitchen.
Trinity shook her head. "That's the fourth time he's burnt it. I'll have to help him after."
Quatre snickered. "Duo never was the one to cook while we were on missions during the war. We always thought it was because he was too lazy."
"Oh, it's not that he's a bad cook…" Trinity said. "Its just that he has problems with garlic bread."
The girl then led the three into the sitting room, and they involved themselves in an intelligent conversation. Heero soon joined them.
In about half an hour, the doorbell rang again, at the same time that another cry emerged from the kitchen. Heero and Trinity left the Winner- Bartons, and the girl headed for the door, leaving her father to deal with Duo's troubles.
"Ding Dong"
"Yeah yeah I'm coming, hold your horses." Trinity called, reaching for the handle.
She turned it and the door opened to reveal two very familiar Chinese men.
"Hello Wufei, Ian, please come in." Trinity said icily, stepping out of the way to let them through.
"Weak onna." Wufei muttered as he entered the house.
"I'm better than you'll ever be." The girl retorted, shutting the door behind the two men.
Wufei was about to reply when Heero entered the hallway.
"Nice to see you again Chang." He said, shaking hands with the older of the two guests. He simply nodded at Ian.
While the two older pilots involved themselves in a conversation, Ian turned to Trinity. "Well…"
"Well what?" The girl replied, voice emotionless.
"Did you drop out?" Ian asked.
"No. and I don't intend to. Nothing you can say will change my mind." Trinity turned to head for the sitting room, but Ian cleared his throat and she turned to face him, fixing her glare on the other teen.
"What?" Her voice was now low and menacing.
"You seem to have a nasty bruise Trinity. If you can't protect yourself, you don't deserve to be a preventer. You'll just get in the way and get other people hurt…"
"Click"
Ian found himself with Trinity's gun pointed at his chest. Her hands were steady, and her voice calm.
"Nothing you say to me will persuade me to quit, and if you keep going at this rate, you won't be alive long enough to even utter a word."
Ian's eyes widened in hear as Trinity's finger tightened on the trigger, and a gunshot rang out through the air.
*~*
well, should I leave it off here?
Sherpock-you're forgetting that you just got rid of the angry mob.
Oh yeah…I guess I should keep going then huh? Yeah.
*~*
Ian fell to his knees, eyes closed; waiting for the pain, but it never came. He opened his eyes to find Wufei staring at Trinity, who was now empty handed.
Her gun was lying on the other side of the room, and Heero was pocketing his.
The girl glared at her father, and Heero pointed at the stairs. "In your room. Now."
Wufei's jaw dropped. "She almost killed my son, and all you're doing is sending her to her room?!?"
Heero's Prussian blue eyes met Wufei's and silenced him effectively. "I will deal with Trinity later."
He then offered a hand to Ian, who took it and got to his feet. "I suggest that you let her make her own decisions from now on." Heero said. "If you value your life."
"Yes sir" Ian replied, still a little shaken from the experience.
"And just so you know. She wasn't aiming to kill. She was aiming to cause pain." Heero then headed over to Trinity's forgotten gun, picked it up and placed it on the table.
Duo, Quatre, Trowa and Nate all looked a little surprised, and were standing in the doorway, wondering what was going on.
Heero explained briefly what had happened, then led them all back into the sitting room where they resumed normal conversation.
When dinner was ready, the group of old friends sat themselves at the table. Duo pulled Nate into the kitchen and handed him a tray. "This is for Trin, if you bring it up. There's enough food there for you to eat with her if you want, but you're welcome to come downstairs and eat as well. Her room is the second door on the right at the top of the stairs."
Nate nodded and headed for his destination.
Upon reaching the door, he balanced the tray in one hand and knocked three times with the other.
"Go away." Trinity called out. She wasn't in the mood to be badgered by her fathers.
"I come in peace?"
Recognizing Nate's voice, but not expecting him to have said "I come in peace." Trinity's curiosity took over and she headed over and let him into the room.
Nate entered the room and placed the tray on the table. He noticed that Trinity had changed. She was wearing flannelette pants, and a sweater.
He also noticed her eyes were slightly tearstained. She looked like something was on her mind, and a distant look occupied her eyes.
"Thanks Nate." She mumbled, noticing the tray for the first time.
"Hn. Thank your father." He grunted.
Trinity shook her head and picked through her salad with her fingers. Finding a cucumber, she popped it into her mouth. "You're the one who carried it up here. He's probnablyu downstairs talking." She paused then sighed. "You gonna stay up here for a bit? You probably want to go back down through. They're probably a lot more interesting than I am."
Nate shook his head. "I can't stand get togethers like this. Everyone wants me to talk."
Trinity nodded in understanding and sat down at the table. Nate chose a seat beside her, and she handed him a fork.
The two sat in silence for a few moments, ignoring the empty plates and eating the food out of its serving dishes.
After a while, Trinity sighed and sat back in her chair. Nate looked at her questioningly, and she shook her head.
"you don't want to know."
Nate raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I?"
Trinity sighed again. "As you probably already know, I'm not exactly the most popular kid in school. No one acknowledged me before you and Ian came along, and even then it was only for the sake of our jobs."
As she was looking at her hands, Trinity didn't notice Nate shake his head slightly, his eyes scanning her face, her body, her skin over and over again.
"And now I've been shot twice, Ian's told me I should quit preventers, I'm wondering if my parents are hiding something from me, something about me, and something Ian knows."
Nate knew the "Something" could only be one thing. The cloning,. And, with careful observation, he came to the conclusion that he wasn't the person and this wasn't the place or time to tell her. Instead he gave a low grunt that urged the girl to continue.
"I just don't know what to think anymore." Trinity said with a sigh. "And Duo told me Relena's coming over sometime this week. She's like the mother I never had…Maybe I'll be able to talk to her…But why am I telling all this?" Trinity gave a fake laugh that didn't last very long, and definitely didn't make the situation any more cheerful.
"Oh, what a sad story." A voice, dripping with sarcasm, came from the doorway.
Trinity tensed and her eyes narrowed. "Ian Chang, I have more than one gun." She turned to face the other teenager.
"That's nice. Anyway, just came to, ahem, bid you farewell. My dad and I are taking off. See at the dance on Friday Trini-babe.
Nate stiffened at the last sentence and watched Ian head out the door. He glanced at Trinity, and saw her place her gun on the table.
"Forgot about the dance." She mumbled.
"Don't forget your dress." Came Ian's voice from down the hallway.
"Whatever." Trinity replied. She then looked at Nate. "Want to see it?"
He looked at her questioningly. "See what?"
"The dress silly." She replied, jumping up from her chair.
Nate nodded his head slightly, a new emotion boiling in his heart. He didn't know what it was, but he was quite sure it was a weakness. It went against everything the scientists had told him, as did all emotions.
/…Soldiers don't need emotions. They will only get in the way…/
He could remember them pounding that into his head again and again…never would he forget it.
"Earth to Nate!"
The boy's head snapped up to find Trinity's cobalt blue eyes inches in front of his own.
"You awake in there?" she asked.
"Hn." He replied, breath catching in his throat.
"I'll take that as a yes." The girl said, backing up a few steps. "So what do you think?" she held the dress up against her small frame, and spun around once. It was a shade of light purple, and it was quite long. The fabric was sparkly, and the spaghetti straps were sure to reveal creamy skin. There was a slit on the right so that Trinity would be able to walk. "Well…"
Nate raised one eyebrow. "Nice." He said, voice emotionless.
Trinity sighed and replaced the dress in the closet. "What were you thinking about?"
"Huh?"
"Well, I called your name a couple of times, and you never answered." Trinity said, seating herself once again at the table and picking through the salad. She loved cucumbers.
"Hn."
Trinity rolled her eyes. "You need to work on your vocabulary. It wouldn't hurt to lighten up a little you know."
Nate didn't reply and Trinity sighed.
"Ok, tell me what's bugging you and I swear I'll never ask you to talk again."
Nate thought about this for a moment, then decided it couldn't hurt. His parents had been trying to get him to open up for the past few years anyways. Maybe he should try this "lightening up".
"The scientists, they made us."
Trinity had a confused look on her face, so he decided to elaborate a bit.
"They cloned Wufei to make Ian, then Duo and Heero for you, and Quatre and Trowa for me."
Trinity nodded. She'd heard this story before.
"So they took me in to make another "perfect solder", to exceed Heero Yuy's abilities." Once again Trinity nodded.
"They told me emotions were useless for my missions, and Quatre and Trowa, my fathers, tried to tell me otherwise. They told me that the reason they were able to fight again in the Mariemaia incident and come out victorious was because they acted on their emotions, and they knew how to cooperate with each other. They said that following your heart was what made a good pilot. The scientists instructed me to leave them, since they were putting 'false' ideas in my head."
The whole 'speech' had been said in an emotionless voice. Trinity took a minute to sort these things out in her head.
"So you don't know who's right?" she asked, not expecting, (or getting) an answer. Trinity thought for a few more minutes to let this information sink in. Then, an idea hit her. It was worth a shot, and it might just work…
"I've got an idea that might help you." She said, getting up from the table and heading for the door.
"You're supposed to stay in your room." Nate replied.
"I'm sure that you'll find a way to keep me from shooting anyone. Coming or not?"
Nate gave in and followed the girl out the door and through the house, carefully avoiding the kitchen.
They ended up in the woods outside, on a hill top, with the sun just setting in the west.
Nate stood, waiting for Trinity to execute her plan. She was watching the sunset and the skies.
"You'll damage your eyes watching the sun like that." He said in a monotone, as was usual.
Trinity rolled her eyes. "That's not the point. Aren't the colours beautiful?"
"Hn." He replied.
The girl sighed, then glanced at the boy. He too was looking at the sky, the light falling on his face and casting shadows where it couldn't reach.
A warm breeze ruffled the leaves in the trees and circled the two.
Without thinking, Trinity stepped towards him. Placing her hands around his neck, she slowly reached up and pressed her lips against his.
From instinct, Nate stepped back, pulling himself away from the girl. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned to walk down the hill, his mind a battle of its own.
"Wait, Nate! I didn't mean to, I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have. Please come back…" Trinity said, following him down the hill.
"Why shouldn't you have?"
Nate had stopped, and Trinity was caught off guard by the question. "Uh…"
Nate's mind was racing…it felt different having someone so close. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to welcome the feeling or not. "Why?"
"I don't know. I just…I don't know."
"You shouldn't have because you're going out with Ian. I shouldn't have let you. Let's pretend it didn't happen."
"Wait a sec. What makes you think I'm going out with Ian?"
"You're going to the dance with him on Friday."
"It's a mission thing. I don't care about Ian that way. I barely care about him at all. Why didn't you want that to happen?"
"The scientists…"
"Who gives a shit? Forget about them, just for one minute."
"Why do you care?"
"I want to help you. I…I don't know. Forget it. Let's go back."
Trinity turned to head down the hill, towards the house.
"Wait."
She turned slowly.
"How?"
Ok, now she was confused. "How what?" For that one second, he had sounded so helpless…
"How do I forget?"
Trinity smiled slightly. "You have to listen to your heart." Trinity said.
The two stood in silence for a few moments before Nate muttered something.
"What was that?"
Trinity didn't have time to react before Nate's lips were pressed against hers once more.
*~*
"Duo, put down the binoculars." Quatre scolded. The two were on the roof with Heero and Trowa. They'd heard Trinity and Nate leaving the house, and Duo had decided to put the binoculars to good use.
"Why should I? So you can use them?" The 'retired' gundam pilot demanded with a smirk, eyes never leaving the binoculars.
"Duo…if Trinity found out about this…" The blond warned.
"Put them down Duo." Heero commanded. His voice unwavering.
"But…"
"Now."
"Fine." Duo's shoulders hunched as eh sighed and put the binoculars on the roof beside him. Leaning back on the gently sloping shingles, his eyes searched the skies for the first star to appear. "I kinda miss being up in outer space." Duo commented. "Seeing earth from up there."
"It would be nice to go up and enjoy the beauty of it without having to worry about fighting." Quatre put in. He was sitting beside Trowa, and their eyes were directed towards the sunset.
Heero was standing, leaning against the chimney.
As it was, no one saw the form that was dressed in black slip in the house through one of the open first floor windows.
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sorry to leave another cliff hanger, but I have yet to decide who the "black form" is. Please let me know what you think!!!
~ Aria
