This is a more touchy-feely ish...relationshipy chapter. XD *points* But that's okay. XDDDD The next chapters are gonna delve deeper into some of the plot...But this one had to be written. XDD
Misplaced in Space - Chapter Eleven; Beautiful
Quatre pushed open one of the double doors leading to the observation deck, gesturing for Nicole to enter. She blushed and complied, stepping out into the circular room. All around was a dome of glass and plastic, clear as crystal, exposing all that could be seen of space. The dome reached down to about her waist, and from there down was the metal wall, which stretched into the flooring. The floor was adorned with a golden table of the zodiac, which Nicole stood in the center of. She spun, taking in all the sights of space.
"Amazing..." she breathed, then paused and stepped up to the glass opposite the entrance, where Quatre stood. Placing her hands upon the glass she searched space with her chocolate eyes, trying to take in as much as possible. "It's so beautiful..." she commented.
The Arabian boy smiled. "Yes..." he sighed, letting his gaze wander along her form a moment before mentally slapping himself. "Um, yes...It is," he replied, striding across the floor to her side. After a moment of silence passed between the two he coughed, groping for conversation. "So, ah...do you recognize any constellations?"
"Oh, well..." she thought for a moment, searching among the stars, then pointed. "Right there, that's Cassiopeia." With her index finger she traced out the pattern in the stars. "She was the queen of Ethiopia, more beautiful than anyone. I forget exactly what she did, but the gods decided to punish her by hanging her and her throne in the sky upside down, so her skirt would be falling over her head for eternity." She laughed, looking over at him. "You know, I learned that from watching a movie."
He nodded. "Do you see any others?"
"Well...that's Orion, there. See the one shaped like a man?" she pointed across him.
"Yes..." he blushed a bit, following her direction.
"Yeah, he was the lover of Artemis, the goddess of the moon. I don't remember anything else about that story though..." she sighed and dropped her arm, rubbing at the cast on her wrist with her good hand.
"Mm..." he nodded and searched the stars a moment before pointing. "There's the Great Camel..." he blushed a bit, tracing the shape out on the glass.
"The Great Camel...?" she blinked, looking over at him. "That's a new one to me..."
The 04 pilot turned a deeper shade of red. "I-I made him up when I was small. Whenever I felt lonely or sad, I'd look up to my camel, and I'd feel better. I still do sometimes, when I feel the battle is too much, or I feel very alone..." he shook his head, chuckling slightly. "My father would think I was being ridiculous...but it helps, you know?"
"I think I know..." she nodded and took a sidestep closer to him, resting her head upon his shoulder, her cheeks a faint shade of pink. "It's hard feeling alone..."
He blushed and nodded. "Yes, it is..."
A bit of silence passed before Nicole spoke up. "I'm sorry about your father...Erm!" She clamped her good hand over her mouth, realizing she had let the cat out of the bag about that being in the series.
Beside her Quatre stiffened. "You mean...that was in...people saw.... And what I did afterwards...?"
She looked up, nodding slowly. "Yes."
He shivered slightly, lifting his hands and staring at them. "What I did..."
"Quatre..." she pulled away from him and stepped around in front of him. Gingerly she reached out and took his hands in her own, bringing them to her face, where she touched her lips softly to them.
"Nico-," his cheeks flamed crimson when he felt her warm lips against his cool skin, then froze as she released his hands and half-stepped, half-lunged forward and wrapped her arms about his middle, hugging him to her.
She rested her head upon his shoulder, whispering in a soft, comforting tone, "What you did...does not affect who you are...you are beautiful, Quatre. Don't forget that."
Letting her actions and words soak in, he smiled, his face keeping the appearance of an over-ripe tomato. "So are you..." he muttered, resting his head upon hers and putting his arms about her.
***
"Goodnight, Nick!" Ashley called, closing his door behind her. She turned and padded down the hall, cursing the cold metal floor, wishing she had something covering her feet.
As she turned the corner to the girls' room she found herself staring up at Wufei for the second time that day. "'Lo Wufei," she grumbled, stepping by him.
Just as she had gone past him he turned and caught her arm. She looked back, raising an eyebrow. "What?"
"...I don't know your place," he said firmly after a moment of deliberation.
She blinked and turned full to face him, propping her hands on her hips. "You know, Wufei...sometimes you're almost bearable," she said, half-smiling. "Apology accepted." She grinned and turned, resuming her walk down the hall.
"Apology? Who said anything about an apology?! Injustice!" he growled and turned, stomping the opposite direction, muttering about onna women.
That particular onna shook her head and laughed, stepping up to the room's entrance just as someone else did. Looking up from the doorknob she blinked, then looked back down, her bangs hiding her eyes. "Hi, Nicole."
"Hiya Ashy-chan!" her short friend chirped, then blinked. "What's the matter?"
The tall girl shook her head, pushing open the door. "Nothing. Let's get some sleep."
"Um...Right, yeah. Let's," Nicole nodded, stepping in after her friend and closing the door behind them.
Then it seemed just as the two had settled back into bed, Relena Peacecraft's voice boomed over the intercom. "Attention all pilots, pilot trainees, and Milliardo Peacecraft...er, Zechs Marquis. In attempt to regain some order aboard the Peace Milion, new room assignments have been issued. If you were rooming alone before, you most likely now have a roommate. I have compiled these assignments due to behavioral patterns between individuals. This new list has been posted in the mass hall. Please check it and move into your new room as soon as possible."
The two looked up and groaned. Kryss and Anna had been rudely awakened by Relena's voice and begun throwing random items at the intercom until the announcement ended. A few minutes later the motley crew had made themselves presentable and shoved off for the mass hall, Nick soon caught up in their wake.
Upon arrival they spotted Trowa, Duo, and Heero already checking out the new assignments.
"Good mornin', boys," Kryss cackled, walking over and tugging Duo's braid and Trowa's bangs.
"Where are you rooming?" Ashley asked, following the imp and prying her off the boys' unusual hair.
"We each got our own rooms," Trowa replied, pointing to himself and Heero.
"But you'll never guess my roommate!" Duo chirped, bouncing around. "I'm gonna have fun tonight!" he cackled, pointing to the name beside his.
Kryss glared at her name and held up a fist. "You touch me and your balls go in a blender, Bakagami."
The American calmed down and held up his hands. "Relax, babe, why would I do a thing like that?"
Ashley shook her head. "Trowa, who am I with?"
"...Wufei," he replied, looking back at her.
"Fuck," she sighed, kicking the wall. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Has he been here yet?"
The banged boy shook his head.
"More fuck!" she growled and pulled up a chair. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."
Whilst her tall friend continued her maelstrom of explicatives, Nicole looked over the remaining names on the list. "Nick's alone..."
"YEEES!!" he hissed, pumping his fist.
"...Right. Anna's with Zechs...Whee, I'll ignore any moaning I here coming from that direction tonight," the brunette snickered and ducked a punch aimed for her head.
"I am NOT having sex with Zechs!" Anna hissed. "Peacecraft will die..."
She rose again and checked for her name, then paled. Then her cheeks flamed red. "And...I'm with Quatre."
Whilst Nick and the Zechs-lover commenced making jokes about her and Quatre she grumbled and plopped in a chair beside Ashley as Kryss left, cackling about ink balloons and dooky bombs. "Well, fuck..." she heard the tall one mutter, "This makes things really fucking interesting."
***
XD That's all! I hope to have at least one more chapter up tonight. I'm really looking forward to writing what's coming next, so stay tuned!! XD *signs off or some such shit*
Misplaced in Space - Chapter Eleven; Beautiful
Quatre pushed open one of the double doors leading to the observation deck, gesturing for Nicole to enter. She blushed and complied, stepping out into the circular room. All around was a dome of glass and plastic, clear as crystal, exposing all that could be seen of space. The dome reached down to about her waist, and from there down was the metal wall, which stretched into the flooring. The floor was adorned with a golden table of the zodiac, which Nicole stood in the center of. She spun, taking in all the sights of space.
"Amazing..." she breathed, then paused and stepped up to the glass opposite the entrance, where Quatre stood. Placing her hands upon the glass she searched space with her chocolate eyes, trying to take in as much as possible. "It's so beautiful..." she commented.
The Arabian boy smiled. "Yes..." he sighed, letting his gaze wander along her form a moment before mentally slapping himself. "Um, yes...It is," he replied, striding across the floor to her side. After a moment of silence passed between the two he coughed, groping for conversation. "So, ah...do you recognize any constellations?"
"Oh, well..." she thought for a moment, searching among the stars, then pointed. "Right there, that's Cassiopeia." With her index finger she traced out the pattern in the stars. "She was the queen of Ethiopia, more beautiful than anyone. I forget exactly what she did, but the gods decided to punish her by hanging her and her throne in the sky upside down, so her skirt would be falling over her head for eternity." She laughed, looking over at him. "You know, I learned that from watching a movie."
He nodded. "Do you see any others?"
"Well...that's Orion, there. See the one shaped like a man?" she pointed across him.
"Yes..." he blushed a bit, following her direction.
"Yeah, he was the lover of Artemis, the goddess of the moon. I don't remember anything else about that story though..." she sighed and dropped her arm, rubbing at the cast on her wrist with her good hand.
"Mm..." he nodded and searched the stars a moment before pointing. "There's the Great Camel..." he blushed a bit, tracing the shape out on the glass.
"The Great Camel...?" she blinked, looking over at him. "That's a new one to me..."
The 04 pilot turned a deeper shade of red. "I-I made him up when I was small. Whenever I felt lonely or sad, I'd look up to my camel, and I'd feel better. I still do sometimes, when I feel the battle is too much, or I feel very alone..." he shook his head, chuckling slightly. "My father would think I was being ridiculous...but it helps, you know?"
"I think I know..." she nodded and took a sidestep closer to him, resting her head upon his shoulder, her cheeks a faint shade of pink. "It's hard feeling alone..."
He blushed and nodded. "Yes, it is..."
A bit of silence passed before Nicole spoke up. "I'm sorry about your father...Erm!" She clamped her good hand over her mouth, realizing she had let the cat out of the bag about that being in the series.
Beside her Quatre stiffened. "You mean...that was in...people saw.... And what I did afterwards...?"
She looked up, nodding slowly. "Yes."
He shivered slightly, lifting his hands and staring at them. "What I did..."
"Quatre..." she pulled away from him and stepped around in front of him. Gingerly she reached out and took his hands in her own, bringing them to her face, where she touched her lips softly to them.
"Nico-," his cheeks flamed crimson when he felt her warm lips against his cool skin, then froze as she released his hands and half-stepped, half-lunged forward and wrapped her arms about his middle, hugging him to her.
She rested her head upon his shoulder, whispering in a soft, comforting tone, "What you did...does not affect who you are...you are beautiful, Quatre. Don't forget that."
Letting her actions and words soak in, he smiled, his face keeping the appearance of an over-ripe tomato. "So are you..." he muttered, resting his head upon hers and putting his arms about her.
***
"Goodnight, Nick!" Ashley called, closing his door behind her. She turned and padded down the hall, cursing the cold metal floor, wishing she had something covering her feet.
As she turned the corner to the girls' room she found herself staring up at Wufei for the second time that day. "'Lo Wufei," she grumbled, stepping by him.
Just as she had gone past him he turned and caught her arm. She looked back, raising an eyebrow. "What?"
"...I don't know your place," he said firmly after a moment of deliberation.
She blinked and turned full to face him, propping her hands on her hips. "You know, Wufei...sometimes you're almost bearable," she said, half-smiling. "Apology accepted." She grinned and turned, resuming her walk down the hall.
"Apology? Who said anything about an apology?! Injustice!" he growled and turned, stomping the opposite direction, muttering about onna women.
That particular onna shook her head and laughed, stepping up to the room's entrance just as someone else did. Looking up from the doorknob she blinked, then looked back down, her bangs hiding her eyes. "Hi, Nicole."
"Hiya Ashy-chan!" her short friend chirped, then blinked. "What's the matter?"
The tall girl shook her head, pushing open the door. "Nothing. Let's get some sleep."
"Um...Right, yeah. Let's," Nicole nodded, stepping in after her friend and closing the door behind them.
Then it seemed just as the two had settled back into bed, Relena Peacecraft's voice boomed over the intercom. "Attention all pilots, pilot trainees, and Milliardo Peacecraft...er, Zechs Marquis. In attempt to regain some order aboard the Peace Milion, new room assignments have been issued. If you were rooming alone before, you most likely now have a roommate. I have compiled these assignments due to behavioral patterns between individuals. This new list has been posted in the mass hall. Please check it and move into your new room as soon as possible."
The two looked up and groaned. Kryss and Anna had been rudely awakened by Relena's voice and begun throwing random items at the intercom until the announcement ended. A few minutes later the motley crew had made themselves presentable and shoved off for the mass hall, Nick soon caught up in their wake.
Upon arrival they spotted Trowa, Duo, and Heero already checking out the new assignments.
"Good mornin', boys," Kryss cackled, walking over and tugging Duo's braid and Trowa's bangs.
"Where are you rooming?" Ashley asked, following the imp and prying her off the boys' unusual hair.
"We each got our own rooms," Trowa replied, pointing to himself and Heero.
"But you'll never guess my roommate!" Duo chirped, bouncing around. "I'm gonna have fun tonight!" he cackled, pointing to the name beside his.
Kryss glared at her name and held up a fist. "You touch me and your balls go in a blender, Bakagami."
The American calmed down and held up his hands. "Relax, babe, why would I do a thing like that?"
Ashley shook her head. "Trowa, who am I with?"
"...Wufei," he replied, looking back at her.
"Fuck," she sighed, kicking the wall. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Has he been here yet?"
The banged boy shook his head.
"More fuck!" she growled and pulled up a chair. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."
Whilst her tall friend continued her maelstrom of explicatives, Nicole looked over the remaining names on the list. "Nick's alone..."
"YEEES!!" he hissed, pumping his fist.
"...Right. Anna's with Zechs...Whee, I'll ignore any moaning I here coming from that direction tonight," the brunette snickered and ducked a punch aimed for her head.
"I am NOT having sex with Zechs!" Anna hissed. "Peacecraft will die..."
She rose again and checked for her name, then paled. Then her cheeks flamed red. "And...I'm with Quatre."
Whilst Nick and the Zechs-lover commenced making jokes about her and Quatre she grumbled and plopped in a chair beside Ashley as Kryss left, cackling about ink balloons and dooky bombs. "Well, fuck..." she heard the tall one mutter, "This makes things really fucking interesting."
***
XD That's all! I hope to have at least one more chapter up tonight. I'm really looking forward to writing what's coming next, so stay tuned!! XD *signs off or some such shit*