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Behind Their Backs

Chapter 7- Broken Dreams of Memories

Hotaru let out a frustrated sigh. Half the day she had been laying there, staring at the ceiling, thinking. Night after night disturbing dreams plagued her, and day after day she'd puzzle over them. They didn't make sense...and they didn't seem like dreams. She thought they might be memories, but they didn't fit together. It was like she lived in more than one time, which was scientifically impossible. 'But still...' She thought to herself, 'It can't be nothing. I have this feeling inside of me that I can't place. What is it?!' With another sigh and a growl, she went over what she could remember of the dreams again.

First Dream

A beautiful garden spanned out as far as the eye could see, glowing fountains placed randomly near benches, fireflies floating about. The landscape was breathtaking, and yet she felt bored with it. Another, more urgent, more eager feeling replaced the awe she should feel.

The camera in Hotaru's mind backed up, showing her herself, with back-length hair, wearing a flawless lilac gown. She felt like she WAS there, and yet she wasn't. She felt the emotions her body felt, and yet she was just a ghost, floating nearby, watching an old memory.

A boy, no a man, walked serenely up the white marble steps. Ecstatic joy swelled within Hotaru as she threw herself into his arms. A glowing blue, brown, and white orb was hung like an ornament in the background. It was Earth. The man's face was blurry, but he was unmistakably Heero Yuy, clad in silver armor, the gleaming hilt of a sword sticking out of a sheath. His voice was deep as he muttered sweet-nothings into Hotaru's ear. Then they kissed. And the entire world exploded around her.

Hotaru couldn't make any sense of this one more so than the other ones. That's why she thought of it first. It was puzzling. She doubted there was any place on Earth with a garden so huge- and plus Earth was displayed in the background, like a view from outer space! She gave up after ten minutes and went on to her next dream 'memory'.

Second dream

She stood, stone still, among three others, in a straight row. They all had their eyes closed and were all dressed in the same type of outfit, a once-piece sailors top with a miniskirt. They all wore different-colored skirts and held different objects- her, wearing purple, with short hair this time, wielding a deadly-looking scythe of some sort, then a sandy blonde that resembled a man, wearing blue and holding a jewel-encrusted sword, next a graceful woman with greenish-blue hair, an aqua skirt, and a matching mirror held in front of her, and finally a soft looking woman, with long, flowing greenish hair, wearing a dark green skirt, and holding a key-like staff with a garnet orb on the top. They all seemed to be asleep, until a glowing light, in the shape of a woman, although with no visible features, came. Their eyes all snapped open at once. The light spoke, in a melodic, soft voice, with urgency, giving them orders to attack- then a hesitation- and kill. They all nodded gravely and stood, walking out of the room, through a few hallways, and onto a body-strewn battlefield, the building they'd just walked out of a ruined castle. Again the Earth hung amidst a blackened sky, in place of the moon.

"Hhhmmm." Hotaru voiced. This image was connected with the last one, some how. She knew it HAD to be. In this memory-like dream, she looked a few years older than the last one, so it was in order. 'But why were we ordered to kill, and what were we ordered by? Kill what?' A million more questions bubbled up in her brain. She forced them out and rubbed her temples. 'Okay, one more memory, then I'm going downstairs before Duo sends the Calvary up to find me.' She smiled in thoughts of Duo, who was like a brother to her already, and pictured one last memory.

Dream three

"What kind of ice cream, firefly?" It was Heero again- she didn't know why it was almost always Heero, she didn't even LIKE Heero- this time a little boy instead of a dashing soldier, smiling at her as they stood in front of an Ice Cream Vendor. "Umm...Bubble Gum!" She giggled. Her hair was unnaturally purple, as were her eyes, and she appeared even younger than Heero. "Okay, you go sit by aunt Meioh." She turned around to see the green-headed lady again, supposedly her aunt 'Meioh.' She skipped off to sit by her, hearing Heero's voice in the background as she moved away. "Bubble gum and Rocky Rhode, please." As she skipped she saw a strange man standing in the middle of the park, a twisted look on his face. She detoured over to him and tugged on his coat. "You okay, mister?" His eyes glanced in different directions and he made an inhuman noise, pulling something out of his jacket. Meioh looked up and screamed in the background as the tiny metal bullets enter through Hotaru's flesh. She could feel each one of them burn through her- there were five. But she found herself more worried about the other people being shot than her self. She fell down and the man ran away, shooting as he did so. Arms encircled her and she looked up into young blue eyes. "..Heero." And then she felt blackness.

Hotaru shuddered at that memory, even though it was slightly- only slightly- more normal than the others. But only because the sun was in the sky instead of the Earth and people were doing normal things, instead of rushing off into battle or something. She wondered why Heero was in all of these dreams, but didn't even think about asking him. After all, they were dreams, even though she thought them as memories. Maybe they were just twisted fantasies they she didn't want there, because she knew she didn't love- or even like- Heero Yuy. It was quite the opposite. She LOATHED him! Settling everything with that last thought of loathe, she smiled and stood, walking downstairs and into the kitchen.

While Hotaru was upstairs, thinking about the past and what-not, three of the five Gundam Boys sat in the kitchen, one sipping coffe, one sipping tea, and the last slurping up Sprite. The Sprite-wielding Due set his can down. "I'm worried." Quatre blinked and looked up, also putting his china teacup down. "About what?" "About Kit and Heero." Duo answer in an unnaturally grave voice. "Why are you worried about them?" Even Trowa seemed to be paying attention.

"Well, ever since three days ago, when Kit woke up and her and Heero went at it, when they're not at each others throats, they're locked in their rooms, just lying there, doing nothing. I know, I check on them all the time when I think they're not looking, and they never are." Quatre seemed to be thinking, but Trowa, miraculously, answed before he did. "That is strange, for Kit, any way. Heero's always doing that, but...even though we don't know Kit too well, she doesn't seem the brooding type. Something's wrong, but I can't tell what." Duo nodded.

"Maybe we should do something." Quatre piped up. "Something behind their backs, to try and help. Maybe to figure out what's wrong and fix it- or maybe just help those two get along some. They could be worrying about the same thing and not know it because they don't communicate well." Duo looked amazed and even Trowa showed some surprise. "That's a wonderful idea!" Duo cried, slamming his fist down on the table, and, in all his glory, knocking over his Sprite can and sending Quatre's china cup flying.