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Chapter 2
Heero's body froze for a moment, then his reflexes sprung to life. He flung his body at the assassin knocking the man over and also knocking him unconscious. From the man's headpiece a voice sounded.
"Fire now!!" Heero froze, he snapped his head to look at the 4 teens on the stage. A small corner of his eye registered that there were three other open windows, where there were three more guns aimed at the teens. Three more ways to kill his son.
BANGG!!
~~~
Kira, who had been paying more attention to his lyrics and notes didn't notice any danger. It was only when the resounding noise of a gun sounded that he felt something wrong.
"Ki . . . . . ra . . ." A voice gurgled softly. Kira turned slowly among the screams of his fans. They weren't the normal excited cheers. They were filled with fear. Kira saw the blood spurt from Klef's chest as he collapsed. He smiled softly.
"See you in heaven . . ." He whispered.
'No . . . . . . no, no, no, no, no, NO!' He thought over and over. Terra dropped to her knees. Kira turned to face her.
"JOANNE!!" He cried out. She didn't answer his call. She never would. He stared, then turned to face Elaine.
"Elaine . . . . .NO!" She staggered forward, her chest bled heavily despite the fact that her hand was held over the pressure spot. She smiled weakly at him.
~~~
The man, the one who had been one of the three to shoot Elaine loaded his gun again while cursing. Something must've happened to Joseph. He aimed once more. This time at Kira's head. He fired.
~~~
BANGG!!!
BANGG!!!
The sound once more. Even though he was rooted to the spot, Kira's mind registered a fact.
'Three shots. One for all of my friends. And the last one . . . . . . . the last one is for me.' He turned slowly, then a rough hand pushed him back as someone leapt in front of him. His eyes widened.
"ELAINE!!!!!"
~~~
"KIRA!!" Relena shrieked upon seeing her son fall. Elaine had taken a bullet for him. She was down, bleeding twice as heavily. But the second shot had gotten to her son. He was face down on the ground, and he wasn't moving.
"Oh my- KIRA!! PLEASE! GET UP!" She shrieked, Trowa yanked her back to keep her from falling over the banister, then he held her close.
"Calm down . ." He whispered. She sobbed into his shirt. Delia had her hands gripping the side of her face. She was in shock. Solo had turned white as a sheet. Justin had buried his face into his father's shirt while Luna had only taken a few steps back.
"Kira . . . ." She whispered. Duo swore vividly. Wufei was long gone, disappeared to find the assassins. Heero no doubt to find the other two ass holes. He could track down two. When Heero Yuy was angry, he could do anything. Duo looked at Hilde.
"You girls take care of Relena! I'm finding the bastard who did this. TROWA! Come on!" He growled. Hilde nodded, even though she herself was shaken. Duo and Trowa rushed off.
~~~
Heero panted harshly. He ran through the hallway. If that bastard was here, he'd find him. More or less, he had become Zero again. It was something he had experienced in the Zero system. Uncontrollable rage, yet a seeming calmness. It only happened when he was his angriest. And with god as a witness, he was more angry then hell. There! He saw the man, he had his gun raised once more. Heero was almost there . . . . the man fired. Twice. Heero didn't get there in time, he kicked down the man, just after he had fired. He had failed, his most important mission of all time . . . . and he had failed. He stared at the stage, Kira was falling, blood pouring from his chest. Visions flashed before his mind.
Kira happy.
Kira sad.
Kira afraid.
Kira taking his first steps.
Kira learning to ride a bike.
Kira going to Highschool on his first day.
Kira forming his band.
Kira.
Kira, Kira, Kira . . . . . . . gone forever.
"KIRAA!!!!"
~~~
"KIRA!! NOO!!!" Jessica screamed. Zechs was gasping, as if he had just run a mile. He couldn't feel his legs, his hands were numb. So was his heart.
"Kira . . . . . BROTHER!!"
~~~
Sobs echoed through the hospital room. Heero held Relena to his chest as he stared at her, running his hand through her hair. Tears lined the edge of his eyes. If there was ever a time for the perfect soldier to cry. It was now. Zechs was cuddling Jessica. Everyone else was silent. A TV in the waiting room was on. Luna looked at it dully.
"And in later news, the famous teenage band called 'Heroes' was assassinated. The men responsible were turned in, and it was revealed, that the lead singer of the band was in fact the son of Relena Peacecraft herself. Now in later stories-" The woman never finished because at the moment, there were 3 bullets and a sword wedged into the screen. Trowa, Duo, and Quatra even had all shot the screen. Wufei had thrown his katana at the it. Wufei scowled.
"God damn newscasters! VULTURES! The whole lot of them. Don't care about anyone, I could murder them all." Heero flinched at the word murder. Wufei saw the flinch.
"Sorry." He mumbled. Eseno had never seen his father humble. He was too miserable to care. Kira, how could he be dead? Eseno had never met anyone with more life. Surely his pinky had more life in it then anything. He just refused to believe it. Suddenly the door burst open, Relena lifted her head a bit to see who it was, then flung herself into his arms.
"Oh brother!!" She cried to Milliardo Peacecraft. Her brother gently placed his arms around her frail body. Noin stepped up. Her left arm held a youth to her side, the boy was nervous. By looks, he seemed only 10. His light brown hair was cropped into short wavy ear length strands. Pale blue eyes stared out at the others as he gripped Noin's shirt. He stared up at her. His eyes wide with innocence.
'Like Kira . . . .' Heero thought softly. He clenched his fist tightly. NOTHING!! No matter what he did, he couldn't get Kira out of his head!! WHY?! Heero brought his hands up to his head. They were quivering, he held them to his ears, as if to block out some imaginary sound. All he could see when he shut his eyes was Kira, Kira falling as blood poured from his chest, that small line of red dripping from his mouth. What had he done wrong? What had his son done to deserve death by assassination?! Unless . . . . suddenly Heero brought his head up, eyes slowly filled with understanding. That was it! Of course, they knew . . so that meant . . . he whipped his head to face Myuki, Solo, Eseno, Luna and all of the other kids. He gulped.
"Duo, Quatra, Trowa, Wufei. I need to talk to you NOW." Heero said swiftly and walked into a separate room. "You might as well come too Milliardo." Relena grabbed his sleeve.
"Heero? What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Don't worry."
"HEERO!" Relena cried, her face constricted with a mixture of rage and fear. "My son has just been murdered, and you think I don't know that it had something to do with YOUR past? Maybe mine as well! I knew full well that there were people who hated my ideas for peace, but I lived with it! I never thought they would assassinate a child! Heero, tell me what's going on! Why are you keeping things from me? You've never done this since after MarieMaia. What's going ON?!" Silence. Heero pulled his arm away from her.
"I can't tell you yet." Relena was left standing there, helpless.
'I'm sorry . . . but if I told you, you would never forgive me.' Heero thought numbly. The other pilots followed silently. Once into the other room, Milliardo slammed the door shut and whirled on Heero.
"Alright, what is it? Why did you have to scare Relena like that?" He demanded. Heero sighed. Turning to the others he nodded.
"I think Kira was . . . killed because of the project. Meaning your kids are targets too." Duo stiffened. Pictures of Solo on the ground, bleeding . . . it was too much.
"No way! How could they have found out?!"
"There's always some way, some sort of leak." Wufei muttered. "What we have to do, is kill the one who told, that should stop them from progressing anymore, however . . . ."
"That means they already know about the other potentials, meaning they're in trouble too." Trowa said softly. Milliardo scowled.
"Is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?!" Heero turned to him, then took a deep breath.
"16 years ago, right after Kira was born, we got wind of some secret organization. They seemed to be working on creating another world, sort of like another MarieMaia conspiracy. So, we designed special suits just for this. They're the ultimate weapon, and if the controller is strong, then they weapons will be unstoppable." Milliardo paled.
"Mobile suits?"
"Sort of." Quatra replied. "They're basically an exact same function as a mobile suit, but we knew you couldn't just go walking around in one anymore without being noticed. So we re-designed it, making it that it would fit on your body instead. Kind of like a second pair of clothes, only much lighter, and more useful." Milliardo nodded.
"So, they would target your kids because-"
"Because they were the potentials to use the suits. Kira was supposed to control one but . . ." He stopped. Duo nodded.
"We all agreed that our eldest would be the ones to use them. After all, we have enhanced blood. Meaning our children would have it as well, making them almost as powerful as us." Milliardo sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Now I see, since I also have enhanced chemical blood, you thought Terri was a potential as well. My son." The others nodded.
"Which makes him a target . . oh god . ." He murmured. Heero looked at his former rival.
"Sorry, if we had known there would be a leak, we never would've mentioned names." Heero commented.
WHAM!!
Milliardo slammed his fist down onto the table.
"You should've known this was COMING! You shouldn't have mentioned names in the first place REGARDLESS of leaks! You should've-!!"
"Calm down Zechs!" Duo said sharply. The pilot looked at him. "Heero knows most of all he should've never said names, and he's learned that lesson the hardest way possible . . . Kira . ." Duo stayed silent for a moment. Then he heaved a breath which sound like it held back a sob. "I met him ya know. When he was only 4 years old. He was so innocent. Now he's 17 and he was still so innocent. Why did they . . .and what if Solo is . . . ." Duo covered half of his face with one hand. Quatra couldn't help but worry about Luna. Trowa looked down, Myuki wasn't his daughter, but she was the one he had chosen for this mission. What if she was killed? Catherine would never forgive him. Come to think of it, he would never forgive himself if she got killed because of him. This was all too much to handle. Milliardo sighed.
"We have to tell the others." Heero instantly shook his head.
"We can't, that would put them in danger as well." The man, formerly known as Zechs Marquise, glared at him.
"Are you really afraid for them?" He asked softly. "Or are you afraid for YOURSELF?"
~~~
Moonlight fell across the balcony. Relena had gone to bed, though Heero could tell by her harsh breath she could sleep no more then him. He leaned on the rail, wind whisking away crystalline drops that fell from his eyes. He looked down at the frame he held.
*Daddy!*
Kira, he'd been so small. The pilot could recall when he'd first held his new son. He'd been so frail, yet somehow, brave. He reminded Heero of what innocence should be.
*What're you working on daddy?*
'Why do people have to die?' Heero wondered dimly. Then chuckled, he was a Gundam Pilot, he should know best of all, yet for some reason, he didn't. He didn't know.
*Why do people die daddy?*
*I don't know. I guess it's because they have to.*
*That doesn't really make sense.*
*The world rarely makes sense Kira.*
Heero's face contorted with pain.
'The world rarely makes sense. I said that 11 years ago, and to this day, it's still true.' He dropped to his knees, his hands still hanging onto the rail for support. 'Why does this hurt so much?! I've killed thousands, seen what death is, so why does this hurt?!'
*Daddy! You got me a puppy? Thank you!! Yay!!*
'God, why?! You already took my life, so now, when I have a normal one, you steal my son as well?! WHY??'
*WHY?? Why did he have to die! He was my dog!*
*Sorry Kira, but all things must die.*
*[sniff] Does that mean I will too?*
*. . . . . . yes.*
*Then . . . . . . . . I want my death to be worthwhile.*
*I know it will be.*
*Daddy?*
*Yes?*
*When I die, don't cry okay? I don't want anyone to be sad. No one.*
* . . . . . . . . okay.*
*Promise?*
*Okay, I Promise.*
'Okay, I promise.' Heero thought softly, as he wiped away the remains of his tears. Standing up he stared out onto the landscape. 'For you Kira, I will get revenge, even if I have to lose my life to do it.'
~~~
Luna had her head buried into the pillow. Dried tear tracks crusted on her cheeks. She took out the card, the one Kira had given her. Simple enough, all it said was backstage pass. She clenched it tightly.
'God! Why? Why did you do this to him?! To all of us?!' She thought in wild anger. She held the card tight.
'Kira, even if I have to search the whole universe, I will find the one who did this! There's ALWAYS a mastermind behind these things, and I'm going to find him!'
~~~
Quatra paced, unable to sleep. Though he did so quietly, in case anyone else was sleeping, though he seriously doubted it. Who could sleep through- never mind. He stopped and looked out the window.
'Why god? Why did you take his life? It hurts . . . so much.' His heart ached in fierce sorrow. He found it hard to breath.
'Why? Was it something I did? And if that's so, how can I make up for it?'
~~~
Solo, like his father, was awake. Hilde had fallen deep into a nightmare filled slumber, though it had taken her two hours to just stop thinking about what had happened.
'Poor Heero, he must feel like crap right now.' Duo thought dully. Solo was sitting in the chair, his eyes were half closed and staring out the window into the night. They seemed to be pain filled.
'Why do I feel like I just lost a piece of my soul?' He wondered dimly. 'I feel like losing Kira, meant I lose my life, as if I've known him forever. Like we're the same. Why? WHY?!' He closed his eyes tiredly. 'Why . . . . . ?' Was his last thought before falling into a troubled sleep. Duo heard the slump and looked at his son, who had finally fallen into a deep sleep. He couldn't help but smile. At least Soa would get some rest.
*Who are you?*
*A friend. Why?*
*You look funny! [laughter] How come your hair is so long?*
*. . . . . .don't know. I just like it this way.*
*Oh . . . . . hmm. . . . . . hey daddy! Can I have my hair long like Uncle Duo's?! Please?!*
*WHAT???*
Duo couldn't help but chuckled. The first time he had met Kira, the boy showed no fear upon meeting him. He plunged into the experience, smiling as if it were a grand adventure. Solo had always been shy as a kid. Nothing like his mother and father. It kind of scared Duo, seeing Kira, made him feel that, Kira had always been his son. That Kira had always somehow belonged to him too, less then Heero and Relena, but that Kira still belonged to him. It made him feel proud. Then it was quickly followed by guilt.
'But Solo . . .' He looked at his son, and felt somehow proud as well. Solo hadn't cried, he hadn't shed tears or gone into shock, he had done everything he could to help. He had stayed in control, then waited till he was alone to scream his misery. Duo nodded, Solo was truly a sensible teen. It made the pilot think of how this boy could possibly be his son. All the same, Duo was glad Solo was his son, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
~~~
Eseno kept still in his bed. His father was sitting in a chair by the window, and Eseno had to lecture himself 6 times to stop from letting his eyes leak in tears. Wufei stared out into the open area, and had Eseno looked at Wufei, he would have notice that his father's face had two glowing streaks in the moonlight. Kira had been someone who radiated life, you couldn't help but notice that! You just had to look at him and think, life. He's full of it, no matter what. He's just. . . . . .alive. You never thought of death with the name Kira. You just didn't. He had gotten to every single person's heart in seconds, carefree attitude, a seriousness, a strong belief in doing what was right, a kindness that seemed to originate from his very bones, and a caring sense of protection. Wufei let out a soft sigh.
'Kira. Justice will have it's way. You will be avenged.'
~~~
"Zechs, what are you going to do?" Noin asked softly. Zechs hefted his jacket over his shoulders.
"I'm going to do some work, I want to find the bastard who organized the attack on my nephew."
"Then, you're going to avenge Kira?"
"I'll stop the bastards who killed Relena's son. I guarantee you."
"You're sure? You really want to avenge Kira?"
"God sakes Noin, why do you keep asking me that?!" He asked. Terri shifted in his sleep, they were silent for a few moments, then Noin looked at Zechs, her eyes full of knowing sorrow.
"Because ever since the attack, you haven't said his name once. You keep calling him nephew, or Relena's son, or Heero's son. You haven't called him by his name once. Why? What is keeping you from doing this?" Zechs gaped, then his shoulders sagged in defeat.
"I'm . . . . . . . I'm hurting Noin. Not once, not once did I ever meet him in real life. Not once did I ever tell him that I was proud, or that I loved him, or that I cared. I visited him once as a child, but even then he was asleep the whole time. He never even knew that I existed. I don't have any right to call him by his name. I can't. I have no right." Noin stared, then walked up and hugged him tightly.
"Don't you EVER think that. Kira knows, he knew you were out there, and that you loved him, he may have had doubts sometimes, but he still loved you and you know it. You're just scared because you couldn't save him. But no one could have, not one of us, we were in the middle of space when we saw the news. You couldn't have done anything."
". . . . . . . . .Noin. . . . ." Zechs whispered and wrapped his arms around her.
~~~
"*sniff* Zechs?" The youth growled in his sleep and woke up. He looked at the door which was open to reveal his sister in a nightgown.
"What Jessica?"
"I can't sleep."
"Try. Leave me alone." Zechs said calmly. Then he laid his head back down on the pillow. She sniffed again.
"I keep having nightmares." Zechs scowled, ripped off the sheets and walked over.
"About WHAT?!" He demanded. She sniffed.
"About . . . . . Kira. It happens over and over, that popping sound, Kira falling with that red stuff coming out. He looked like he was hurting, and that scares me." She sniffed once more. Zechs stiffened. He sighed and grabbed her hand. Leading her back to her room he tucked her into bed.
"Would you like me to read you a story?" She shook her head.
"I just don't want the nightmares to come." He nodded, his face impassive.
"Then I'll stay here to keep the nightmares from coming." She smiled at him, eyes full of trust. Then they closed and she began to sleep. Zechs sighed, his thoughts traveling over the death of his brother, nothing new, people died all the time. The fact that his brother was dead shouldn't bother him. But it did. In truth, he had been dreaming of the same thing, Kira falling over, blood spilling from his chest and mouth, him landing in a crumpled heap on the stage as people screamed and fled. He was afraid to close his eyes, then the images would return, he sighed, and went to the bathroom. On his way back, a small breeze pushed the door open. He looked inside. Wasn't this Mr. Barton's room? Zechs observed all around the room. Bed empty, no note. Where was he?
~~~
Trowa landed onto the ground quietly. He walked up to the entrance and noticed the secretary at the desk, she smothered a yawn. Trowa looked up, the roof was high, high enough that he wouldn't collide with it. Alright. He ran forward, just before rounding the corner, he jumped into the air and sailed over the desk, landing in a neat form on the other side of the corner. Perfect. He ran off, his footsteps echoing across the floor.
~!~
Entering the room, Trowa shut the door softly and started to look at the label on the drawers. He came across the one he was searching for. He opened the drawer and looked at the body. He pulled off the cover and smiled, holding a hand to the youth's throat, he checked for a pulse. 30 seconds passed. Nothing, Trowa was about to remove his hand, when there! A pulse, he smiled. Incredible, this youth was a genius. He smiled and pulled the tray out, he was fairly strong, always had been. He laid the drawer on the floor and picked up the youth, setting him onto a table, he began to slap the teen's cheeks. The figure groaned, and suddenly green eyes snapped open. Trowa chuckled.
"Well, you're family is certainly extraordinary. Wouldn't you agree Mr. Yuy?"
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't you hate these cliff hangers?
Chapter 2
Heero's body froze for a moment, then his reflexes sprung to life. He flung his body at the assassin knocking the man over and also knocking him unconscious. From the man's headpiece a voice sounded.
"Fire now!!" Heero froze, he snapped his head to look at the 4 teens on the stage. A small corner of his eye registered that there were three other open windows, where there were three more guns aimed at the teens. Three more ways to kill his son.
BANGG!!
~~~
Kira, who had been paying more attention to his lyrics and notes didn't notice any danger. It was only when the resounding noise of a gun sounded that he felt something wrong.
"Ki . . . . . ra . . ." A voice gurgled softly. Kira turned slowly among the screams of his fans. They weren't the normal excited cheers. They were filled with fear. Kira saw the blood spurt from Klef's chest as he collapsed. He smiled softly.
"See you in heaven . . ." He whispered.
'No . . . . . . no, no, no, no, no, NO!' He thought over and over. Terra dropped to her knees. Kira turned to face her.
"JOANNE!!" He cried out. She didn't answer his call. She never would. He stared, then turned to face Elaine.
"Elaine . . . . .NO!" She staggered forward, her chest bled heavily despite the fact that her hand was held over the pressure spot. She smiled weakly at him.
~~~
The man, the one who had been one of the three to shoot Elaine loaded his gun again while cursing. Something must've happened to Joseph. He aimed once more. This time at Kira's head. He fired.
~~~
BANGG!!!
BANGG!!!
The sound once more. Even though he was rooted to the spot, Kira's mind registered a fact.
'Three shots. One for all of my friends. And the last one . . . . . . . the last one is for me.' He turned slowly, then a rough hand pushed him back as someone leapt in front of him. His eyes widened.
"ELAINE!!!!!"
~~~
"KIRA!!" Relena shrieked upon seeing her son fall. Elaine had taken a bullet for him. She was down, bleeding twice as heavily. But the second shot had gotten to her son. He was face down on the ground, and he wasn't moving.
"Oh my- KIRA!! PLEASE! GET UP!" She shrieked, Trowa yanked her back to keep her from falling over the banister, then he held her close.
"Calm down . ." He whispered. She sobbed into his shirt. Delia had her hands gripping the side of her face. She was in shock. Solo had turned white as a sheet. Justin had buried his face into his father's shirt while Luna had only taken a few steps back.
"Kira . . . ." She whispered. Duo swore vividly. Wufei was long gone, disappeared to find the assassins. Heero no doubt to find the other two ass holes. He could track down two. When Heero Yuy was angry, he could do anything. Duo looked at Hilde.
"You girls take care of Relena! I'm finding the bastard who did this. TROWA! Come on!" He growled. Hilde nodded, even though she herself was shaken. Duo and Trowa rushed off.
~~~
Heero panted harshly. He ran through the hallway. If that bastard was here, he'd find him. More or less, he had become Zero again. It was something he had experienced in the Zero system. Uncontrollable rage, yet a seeming calmness. It only happened when he was his angriest. And with god as a witness, he was more angry then hell. There! He saw the man, he had his gun raised once more. Heero was almost there . . . . the man fired. Twice. Heero didn't get there in time, he kicked down the man, just after he had fired. He had failed, his most important mission of all time . . . . and he had failed. He stared at the stage, Kira was falling, blood pouring from his chest. Visions flashed before his mind.
Kira happy.
Kira sad.
Kira afraid.
Kira taking his first steps.
Kira learning to ride a bike.
Kira going to Highschool on his first day.
Kira forming his band.
Kira.
Kira, Kira, Kira . . . . . . . gone forever.
"KIRAA!!!!"
~~~
"KIRA!! NOO!!!" Jessica screamed. Zechs was gasping, as if he had just run a mile. He couldn't feel his legs, his hands were numb. So was his heart.
"Kira . . . . . BROTHER!!"
~~~
Sobs echoed through the hospital room. Heero held Relena to his chest as he stared at her, running his hand through her hair. Tears lined the edge of his eyes. If there was ever a time for the perfect soldier to cry. It was now. Zechs was cuddling Jessica. Everyone else was silent. A TV in the waiting room was on. Luna looked at it dully.
"And in later news, the famous teenage band called 'Heroes' was assassinated. The men responsible were turned in, and it was revealed, that the lead singer of the band was in fact the son of Relena Peacecraft herself. Now in later stories-" The woman never finished because at the moment, there were 3 bullets and a sword wedged into the screen. Trowa, Duo, and Quatra even had all shot the screen. Wufei had thrown his katana at the it. Wufei scowled.
"God damn newscasters! VULTURES! The whole lot of them. Don't care about anyone, I could murder them all." Heero flinched at the word murder. Wufei saw the flinch.
"Sorry." He mumbled. Eseno had never seen his father humble. He was too miserable to care. Kira, how could he be dead? Eseno had never met anyone with more life. Surely his pinky had more life in it then anything. He just refused to believe it. Suddenly the door burst open, Relena lifted her head a bit to see who it was, then flung herself into his arms.
"Oh brother!!" She cried to Milliardo Peacecraft. Her brother gently placed his arms around her frail body. Noin stepped up. Her left arm held a youth to her side, the boy was nervous. By looks, he seemed only 10. His light brown hair was cropped into short wavy ear length strands. Pale blue eyes stared out at the others as he gripped Noin's shirt. He stared up at her. His eyes wide with innocence.
'Like Kira . . . .' Heero thought softly. He clenched his fist tightly. NOTHING!! No matter what he did, he couldn't get Kira out of his head!! WHY?! Heero brought his hands up to his head. They were quivering, he held them to his ears, as if to block out some imaginary sound. All he could see when he shut his eyes was Kira, Kira falling as blood poured from his chest, that small line of red dripping from his mouth. What had he done wrong? What had his son done to deserve death by assassination?! Unless . . . . suddenly Heero brought his head up, eyes slowly filled with understanding. That was it! Of course, they knew . . so that meant . . . he whipped his head to face Myuki, Solo, Eseno, Luna and all of the other kids. He gulped.
"Duo, Quatra, Trowa, Wufei. I need to talk to you NOW." Heero said swiftly and walked into a separate room. "You might as well come too Milliardo." Relena grabbed his sleeve.
"Heero? What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Don't worry."
"HEERO!" Relena cried, her face constricted with a mixture of rage and fear. "My son has just been murdered, and you think I don't know that it had something to do with YOUR past? Maybe mine as well! I knew full well that there were people who hated my ideas for peace, but I lived with it! I never thought they would assassinate a child! Heero, tell me what's going on! Why are you keeping things from me? You've never done this since after MarieMaia. What's going ON?!" Silence. Heero pulled his arm away from her.
"I can't tell you yet." Relena was left standing there, helpless.
'I'm sorry . . . but if I told you, you would never forgive me.' Heero thought numbly. The other pilots followed silently. Once into the other room, Milliardo slammed the door shut and whirled on Heero.
"Alright, what is it? Why did you have to scare Relena like that?" He demanded. Heero sighed. Turning to the others he nodded.
"I think Kira was . . . killed because of the project. Meaning your kids are targets too." Duo stiffened. Pictures of Solo on the ground, bleeding . . . it was too much.
"No way! How could they have found out?!"
"There's always some way, some sort of leak." Wufei muttered. "What we have to do, is kill the one who told, that should stop them from progressing anymore, however . . . ."
"That means they already know about the other potentials, meaning they're in trouble too." Trowa said softly. Milliardo scowled.
"Is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?!" Heero turned to him, then took a deep breath.
"16 years ago, right after Kira was born, we got wind of some secret organization. They seemed to be working on creating another world, sort of like another MarieMaia conspiracy. So, we designed special suits just for this. They're the ultimate weapon, and if the controller is strong, then they weapons will be unstoppable." Milliardo paled.
"Mobile suits?"
"Sort of." Quatra replied. "They're basically an exact same function as a mobile suit, but we knew you couldn't just go walking around in one anymore without being noticed. So we re-designed it, making it that it would fit on your body instead. Kind of like a second pair of clothes, only much lighter, and more useful." Milliardo nodded.
"So, they would target your kids because-"
"Because they were the potentials to use the suits. Kira was supposed to control one but . . ." He stopped. Duo nodded.
"We all agreed that our eldest would be the ones to use them. After all, we have enhanced blood. Meaning our children would have it as well, making them almost as powerful as us." Milliardo sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Now I see, since I also have enhanced chemical blood, you thought Terri was a potential as well. My son." The others nodded.
"Which makes him a target . . oh god . ." He murmured. Heero looked at his former rival.
"Sorry, if we had known there would be a leak, we never would've mentioned names." Heero commented.
WHAM!!
Milliardo slammed his fist down onto the table.
"You should've known this was COMING! You shouldn't have mentioned names in the first place REGARDLESS of leaks! You should've-!!"
"Calm down Zechs!" Duo said sharply. The pilot looked at him. "Heero knows most of all he should've never said names, and he's learned that lesson the hardest way possible . . . Kira . ." Duo stayed silent for a moment. Then he heaved a breath which sound like it held back a sob. "I met him ya know. When he was only 4 years old. He was so innocent. Now he's 17 and he was still so innocent. Why did they . . .and what if Solo is . . . ." Duo covered half of his face with one hand. Quatra couldn't help but worry about Luna. Trowa looked down, Myuki wasn't his daughter, but she was the one he had chosen for this mission. What if she was killed? Catherine would never forgive him. Come to think of it, he would never forgive himself if she got killed because of him. This was all too much to handle. Milliardo sighed.
"We have to tell the others." Heero instantly shook his head.
"We can't, that would put them in danger as well." The man, formerly known as Zechs Marquise, glared at him.
"Are you really afraid for them?" He asked softly. "Or are you afraid for YOURSELF?"
~~~
Moonlight fell across the balcony. Relena had gone to bed, though Heero could tell by her harsh breath she could sleep no more then him. He leaned on the rail, wind whisking away crystalline drops that fell from his eyes. He looked down at the frame he held.
*Daddy!*
Kira, he'd been so small. The pilot could recall when he'd first held his new son. He'd been so frail, yet somehow, brave. He reminded Heero of what innocence should be.
*What're you working on daddy?*
'Why do people have to die?' Heero wondered dimly. Then chuckled, he was a Gundam Pilot, he should know best of all, yet for some reason, he didn't. He didn't know.
*Why do people die daddy?*
*I don't know. I guess it's because they have to.*
*That doesn't really make sense.*
*The world rarely makes sense Kira.*
Heero's face contorted with pain.
'The world rarely makes sense. I said that 11 years ago, and to this day, it's still true.' He dropped to his knees, his hands still hanging onto the rail for support. 'Why does this hurt so much?! I've killed thousands, seen what death is, so why does this hurt?!'
*Daddy! You got me a puppy? Thank you!! Yay!!*
'God, why?! You already took my life, so now, when I have a normal one, you steal my son as well?! WHY??'
*WHY?? Why did he have to die! He was my dog!*
*Sorry Kira, but all things must die.*
*[sniff] Does that mean I will too?*
*. . . . . . yes.*
*Then . . . . . . . . I want my death to be worthwhile.*
*I know it will be.*
*Daddy?*
*Yes?*
*When I die, don't cry okay? I don't want anyone to be sad. No one.*
* . . . . . . . . okay.*
*Promise?*
*Okay, I Promise.*
'Okay, I promise.' Heero thought softly, as he wiped away the remains of his tears. Standing up he stared out onto the landscape. 'For you Kira, I will get revenge, even if I have to lose my life to do it.'
~~~
Luna had her head buried into the pillow. Dried tear tracks crusted on her cheeks. She took out the card, the one Kira had given her. Simple enough, all it said was backstage pass. She clenched it tightly.
'God! Why? Why did you do this to him?! To all of us?!' She thought in wild anger. She held the card tight.
'Kira, even if I have to search the whole universe, I will find the one who did this! There's ALWAYS a mastermind behind these things, and I'm going to find him!'
~~~
Quatra paced, unable to sleep. Though he did so quietly, in case anyone else was sleeping, though he seriously doubted it. Who could sleep through- never mind. He stopped and looked out the window.
'Why god? Why did you take his life? It hurts . . . so much.' His heart ached in fierce sorrow. He found it hard to breath.
'Why? Was it something I did? And if that's so, how can I make up for it?'
~~~
Solo, like his father, was awake. Hilde had fallen deep into a nightmare filled slumber, though it had taken her two hours to just stop thinking about what had happened.
'Poor Heero, he must feel like crap right now.' Duo thought dully. Solo was sitting in the chair, his eyes were half closed and staring out the window into the night. They seemed to be pain filled.
'Why do I feel like I just lost a piece of my soul?' He wondered dimly. 'I feel like losing Kira, meant I lose my life, as if I've known him forever. Like we're the same. Why? WHY?!' He closed his eyes tiredly. 'Why . . . . . ?' Was his last thought before falling into a troubled sleep. Duo heard the slump and looked at his son, who had finally fallen into a deep sleep. He couldn't help but smile. At least Soa would get some rest.
*Who are you?*
*A friend. Why?*
*You look funny! [laughter] How come your hair is so long?*
*. . . . . .don't know. I just like it this way.*
*Oh . . . . . hmm. . . . . . hey daddy! Can I have my hair long like Uncle Duo's?! Please?!*
*WHAT???*
Duo couldn't help but chuckled. The first time he had met Kira, the boy showed no fear upon meeting him. He plunged into the experience, smiling as if it were a grand adventure. Solo had always been shy as a kid. Nothing like his mother and father. It kind of scared Duo, seeing Kira, made him feel that, Kira had always been his son. That Kira had always somehow belonged to him too, less then Heero and Relena, but that Kira still belonged to him. It made him feel proud. Then it was quickly followed by guilt.
'But Solo . . .' He looked at his son, and felt somehow proud as well. Solo hadn't cried, he hadn't shed tears or gone into shock, he had done everything he could to help. He had stayed in control, then waited till he was alone to scream his misery. Duo nodded, Solo was truly a sensible teen. It made the pilot think of how this boy could possibly be his son. All the same, Duo was glad Solo was his son, and he wouldn't have it any other way.
~~~
Eseno kept still in his bed. His father was sitting in a chair by the window, and Eseno had to lecture himself 6 times to stop from letting his eyes leak in tears. Wufei stared out into the open area, and had Eseno looked at Wufei, he would have notice that his father's face had two glowing streaks in the moonlight. Kira had been someone who radiated life, you couldn't help but notice that! You just had to look at him and think, life. He's full of it, no matter what. He's just. . . . . .alive. You never thought of death with the name Kira. You just didn't. He had gotten to every single person's heart in seconds, carefree attitude, a seriousness, a strong belief in doing what was right, a kindness that seemed to originate from his very bones, and a caring sense of protection. Wufei let out a soft sigh.
'Kira. Justice will have it's way. You will be avenged.'
~~~
"Zechs, what are you going to do?" Noin asked softly. Zechs hefted his jacket over his shoulders.
"I'm going to do some work, I want to find the bastard who organized the attack on my nephew."
"Then, you're going to avenge Kira?"
"I'll stop the bastards who killed Relena's son. I guarantee you."
"You're sure? You really want to avenge Kira?"
"God sakes Noin, why do you keep asking me that?!" He asked. Terri shifted in his sleep, they were silent for a few moments, then Noin looked at Zechs, her eyes full of knowing sorrow.
"Because ever since the attack, you haven't said his name once. You keep calling him nephew, or Relena's son, or Heero's son. You haven't called him by his name once. Why? What is keeping you from doing this?" Zechs gaped, then his shoulders sagged in defeat.
"I'm . . . . . . . I'm hurting Noin. Not once, not once did I ever meet him in real life. Not once did I ever tell him that I was proud, or that I loved him, or that I cared. I visited him once as a child, but even then he was asleep the whole time. He never even knew that I existed. I don't have any right to call him by his name. I can't. I have no right." Noin stared, then walked up and hugged him tightly.
"Don't you EVER think that. Kira knows, he knew you were out there, and that you loved him, he may have had doubts sometimes, but he still loved you and you know it. You're just scared because you couldn't save him. But no one could have, not one of us, we were in the middle of space when we saw the news. You couldn't have done anything."
". . . . . . . . .Noin. . . . ." Zechs whispered and wrapped his arms around her.
~~~
"*sniff* Zechs?" The youth growled in his sleep and woke up. He looked at the door which was open to reveal his sister in a nightgown.
"What Jessica?"
"I can't sleep."
"Try. Leave me alone." Zechs said calmly. Then he laid his head back down on the pillow. She sniffed again.
"I keep having nightmares." Zechs scowled, ripped off the sheets and walked over.
"About WHAT?!" He demanded. She sniffed.
"About . . . . . Kira. It happens over and over, that popping sound, Kira falling with that red stuff coming out. He looked like he was hurting, and that scares me." She sniffed once more. Zechs stiffened. He sighed and grabbed her hand. Leading her back to her room he tucked her into bed.
"Would you like me to read you a story?" She shook her head.
"I just don't want the nightmares to come." He nodded, his face impassive.
"Then I'll stay here to keep the nightmares from coming." She smiled at him, eyes full of trust. Then they closed and she began to sleep. Zechs sighed, his thoughts traveling over the death of his brother, nothing new, people died all the time. The fact that his brother was dead shouldn't bother him. But it did. In truth, he had been dreaming of the same thing, Kira falling over, blood spilling from his chest and mouth, him landing in a crumpled heap on the stage as people screamed and fled. He was afraid to close his eyes, then the images would return, he sighed, and went to the bathroom. On his way back, a small breeze pushed the door open. He looked inside. Wasn't this Mr. Barton's room? Zechs observed all around the room. Bed empty, no note. Where was he?
~~~
Trowa landed onto the ground quietly. He walked up to the entrance and noticed the secretary at the desk, she smothered a yawn. Trowa looked up, the roof was high, high enough that he wouldn't collide with it. Alright. He ran forward, just before rounding the corner, he jumped into the air and sailed over the desk, landing in a neat form on the other side of the corner. Perfect. He ran off, his footsteps echoing across the floor.
~!~
Entering the room, Trowa shut the door softly and started to look at the label on the drawers. He came across the one he was searching for. He opened the drawer and looked at the body. He pulled off the cover and smiled, holding a hand to the youth's throat, he checked for a pulse. 30 seconds passed. Nothing, Trowa was about to remove his hand, when there! A pulse, he smiled. Incredible, this youth was a genius. He smiled and pulled the tray out, he was fairly strong, always had been. He laid the drawer on the floor and picked up the youth, setting him onto a table, he began to slap the teen's cheeks. The figure groaned, and suddenly green eyes snapped open. Trowa chuckled.
"Well, you're family is certainly extraordinary. Wouldn't you agree Mr. Yuy?"
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't you hate these cliff hangers?