Disclaimer: This is a BubbleGum 2040 story. I do not own the characters. I am merely borrowing them for my own amusement and hopefully yours. Do not sue me as you will only receive dust bunnies, stale chips and piles of cat hair from under my bed.
This story takes place after the series end. Some events may be referenced from the dub, some from the sub. Some events I take liberties with.
Rebirth
by
Ninjanao
Leon:
I finally got Nene to talk to me. I called her into my office over the PA. She didn't seem to happy about that. She's hiding something from me. I just know it. Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I really don' think so. You can't fool me. She knows something she's not telling me.
On my way home from work, I stopped at the park that Priss took me to on our one and so far only date. I usually stop there, maybe once a week? I'm usually the only one there. Tonight was different. There was somebody else there. They were standing by the ridge. As I got closer I noticed a familiar looking red motorcycle nearby. I held my breath. I didn't want to get my hopes up as to the identity of the rider. But when I got closer there was no doubt. It was her. Priss.
I parked my bike and slowly approached her. She did not stir as I got near. "Uh, hi" I replied. I never know what to say around her. I know I must sound like such a moron. I didn't want to risk saying anything more. I didn't want to upset her.
Priss didn't look at me as she pulled a small photo album from her jacket pocket. "You wanted to know more about my past." She replied handing me the album. "Here."
I took the album and opened it. It was filled with photographs of a younger Priss and young man. I assumed that this was her former love. They seemed so happy together. Goofing around, laughing playing drums and Priss singing. Then there was a newspaper clipping about a local teen being acquitted of another local teen's murder. Then there was one last photo. It had been turned around. Priss told me that I could turn it around if I wanted to. The last photo took me by surprise. It was rather disturbing but it explained a lot. It was enough to make even a seasoned cop like me cringe.
Priss spoke. "That is my first love, Hiro." she replied. " I love him, Leon. I always will. Nothing will ever change that."
'Did you?" I couldn't finish. How do you ask somebody such a question?
Priss nodded. "Yes, Leon. I shot him. At least I think I probably did. I don't remember any of it. I was probably so high and/or drunk. All I remember was waking up and seeing him lying like that. I probably took the picture thinking it was funny." She replied. "I was ready to accept my punishment, but my parents got me off somehow. The band was our dream. That is why I have to sing. Can you understand that?"
I was speechless. I turned the picture back around and handed the album back to Priss. She tucked it back into her jacket. I wanted to say something but I couldn't think of what or put it into words. I knew that I would somehow say something dumb and stupid like always.
Priss continued. "The one who I fall in love with now, Leon, has to understand that they will never be first in my heart. It will always belong to Hiro first, my music second."
Priss turned and walked away. I wanted to say something... anything but I could not get the words out. She started up her bike and picked up her helmet.
"Priss! I love you!" I called out as she pulled her helmet down. She then sped off out of the park into the sunset.