Can I Take My Gun to Heaven?
By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)
Chapter Five:
Heero snorted, crossing his arms over his chest at the same time as he looked away from the blonde-haired girl with hopeful blue eyes, "School?" He mocked them, sending them a glare when Usagi smiled and nodded.
"Well, it would seem less… suspicious?" Usagi tried, looking at the two boys not from their world as they so pleasantly explained. She pulled back the covers to her bed and got onto the matress, snuggling in to the fluffy blankets and covers.
"Um.." Quatre interjected, "I don't really think that it would be wise." Offering her a weak smile, he continued on, "We don't exactly know how to…well…"
"Act normal." Heero finished for the blonde, getting a thankful look from Quatre. It was rather hard to put—they never really had an experience in matters or situations like these. After all, how many people would you know that had been sent somewhere else not in your time era or where ever the hell they were.
"Oh come on!" Usagi ecouraged, slapping Heero lightly on the forearm. Heero glared at her. "It can be that hard!" She smiled, totally unfazed by the glare.
"We carry around guns and kill people everyday and you expect us to go to school and act normal?" Usagi smiled, nodding her head at Heero.
"Sure!" She slouched against her pillows, no longer leaning up to speak with them. She looked at the ceiling and sighed heavily.
"What's wrong, Miss Usagi?" Quatre sat down on the makeshift bed where he and Heero were sleeping at for the moment. He crossed his legs, sitting indian style on the blankets while Heero remained standing, perferring to lean against the wall.
"Just Usagi," was her initial response, making Quatre nod at the sudden change in her attitude.
"Hn."
Usagi glanced at Heero, then looked back at the ceiling. The door creaked open, a sleek black cat slipping into the room before kicking it shut gently with her hind leg. "Usagi." Luna bowed her head towards the other two boys in greeting. Quatre smiled and Heero grunted.
"What's up, Luna?" The girl turned onto her side, looking at the cat who jumped up onto the bed next to her charge.
"I'm just worried." The cat soothed, "It's nothing really."
"Really?" There was suspicion in her voice as intensely stared at her guardian. 'Somehow, I have a feeling that you're keeping something from me.'
Bowing her head, the cat conceded to the questioning eyes, "I'm just worried about what your mother will think when she realizes that she's houses two boys of unknown origins."
Heero looked at the cat, realizing the predicament the two were in, "We can always jump out the window to leave the house." He supplied, hoping to quell their problems.
Quatre nodded, "When your mother comes around for cleaning or whatever, we can just hop up on the roof." Heero nodded, "We are good at stealth and being quiet, you know."
Usagi looked at them with a smile once more on her face, "That's why it'd be easier for us for you to go to school with us—it'd be easier, you know?"
"I suppose…" Quatre thoughtfully rubbed his chin, thinking of both the positive and negative factors.
"If we were to do so, we'd have to register." Heero reminded, "We have no idea what type of technology or security this era has."
"I think it'd be more primative." Quatre responded, "The computers that I managed to look at didn't look as technology advanced as ours."
"Ours are custom built though, and tehre's a chance we might slip." Heero moved from his spot where he was leaning against the wall, choosing to lie down near Quatre on the small 'bed'. "We don't know the kind of threats here…"
"The only threats here are youkai." Heero raised an eyebrow at that, making Usagi laugh nervously, "And most, almost all, people don't even know that."
"Youkai?" Images of demons and creatures from fantasy stories popped into Quatre's mind. "You've got to be kidding."
"Well, not really youkai… we just tend to call them enemies…"
Heero snorted at that. Usagi looked at him, eyes dimming somewhat, "Promise me that you won't consider us—me and the girls—enemies?" She didn't really want to be on the wrong end of that gun she had seen Heero with, among other weapons she thought she'd seen a flash of.
As if the timing was perfect, Heero pulled out his gun and a cleaning cloth. Luna stared at the weapon with intent eyes. She wouldn't let any threat come from this boy to her princess while she was around. Quatre sighed heavily as he watched Heero look at his gun with expertise.
"What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm doing?" Pouting, Usagi watched his nimble hands pull the weapon apart into different, off pieces.
She followed his hands as they gently moved across the weapon and it's pieces, holding a deadly grace to them. "Cleaning it?"
Heero nodded his head absent-mindedly. Heero tossed an extra cleaning cloth to Quatre who caught it with skilled hands.
Blinking in confusion, Usa tilted her head to the blonde. He looked at her sheepishly and removed a gun from the confines of his clothing. He also removed a switchblade from his sock. He ran the cleaning cloth over the deadly weapons. His body relaxed, as if he was comforted by their presense.
"Why do you carry around a gun?"
"Why do you carry around that crystal of yours?" Usagi flushed, getting tired fairly quickly of his questions as a response to hers. She wasn't getting any answers!
"Incase enemies come around or I need to save someone!" She pulled herself upright, sitting indian style like Quatre on her matress, shifting somewhat until she found a more comfortable position. "It's my job."
"It's our job to protect people also." Heero retorted, "What makes it different if we carry a gun or if you carry that crystal? We're both considered threats."
Quatre dropped the cleaning cloth and hid his weapons from sight once more. "We don't want to be considered a threat to you, but I guess we can't help that." He snuck a glance at the cat, who looked back at him for a moment before looking elsewhere. "However, if we can't have that, we don't want to be the ones to… elimiate you, or vice versa."
Confusion was tinged in her eyes as she looked at them, "What are you trying to say?"
Heero finished putting his gun together, cocking the weapon. He looked at the two of them with cold eyes, "Don't get in out way." She shivered when he removed the cartridge and checked the bullets. She saw that he had a full amount. She wondered how many would be in there the next time he cleaned his gun. From blood perhaps?
"Heero…!" Quatre reprimanded as if he was scolding a child.
"What do you mean, 'don't get in your way'!" Usagi demanded, getting to her feet to tower over Heero, who looked at her with boredom. "You wouldn't possibly kill us, would you?" She let out in a whisper, as if afraid the words would make him fire the gun.
Heero continued to look at her with non-difference. "I'd perfer not to," he said quietly.
"We've killed a lot of people," Usagi turned, attention wavering from Heero to Quatre. "It's something that none of us are proud of." He gave her a weak smile while holding his hand on his chest, as if it was in pain. "Perhaps we can drop this topic?"
Shoulders sagging, Usagi nodded to his words and turned back to her bed, yawning as she hopped into the warm nest of blankets. She flicked off the lights, Luna snuggling close to her, "Good night."
Vaugely, she remembered Heero grunting to her in response and Quatre's polite, 'good night, Usagi' before she was off into a dream world.
Quatre turned to Heero after the blonde was safe in dreamland, snoring softly with her talking black cat beside her, safe and sound. A soft smile curved on his lips at the sight of the two—there were no worries in this world of possible threats or disturbances of peace. It was… heartwarming to see that human's could live in peace and harmony.
"Quatre?" The Winner heir turned to the brunette, nodding to having heard the soft, barely heard name.
"What are we going to do about admission fees?"
"Who say's we're actually going to go to this school?" Heero retorted, getting a small glare from Quatre in return.
"We have too—" Heero was about to softly protest so he wouldn't disturb the two slumbering figures, but Quatre beat him to it— "We can't cause any more trouble than we already have! We're lucky that she's housing us despite the fact that we're two of the five top killers in our world!"
"The war ended a long time ago."
"I know, and now is our chance to be normal without our past—or the war—hindering us!"
Heero narrowed his eyes at the thought, "Impossible."
Quatre's voice was softer than before, eyes pained as he stared at the troubled youth. "No, Heero, it's not."
Heero closed his eyes, giving into Quatre before he used his famous 'puppy eyes' technique on him. "Hn."
"So does this mean that you'll go?" Bright blue eyes sparkled with excitement as the words tumbled from his mouth.
Heero remained silent for a moment, "I'll have to hack into the computer database to get some money from some people—I'm sure that if I find someone with a lot, or take a little from a large group of people, it'll be barely noticeable."
Quatre chuckled lightly, "If you say so, Heero…"
He grunted, turning on his side. He placed his hand loosely on his gun, reassured by it's presence. "Good night, Quatre."
Yawning, the blonde nodded and pulled the blankets up tightly around him. "G'night, Heero…" Then, he closed his eyes and drifted off into sleep, hoping for a rest from the nightmares that sometimes plauged him.
Luna peeked an eye open at the silence that continued for a moment. Her ears had picked up the conversation and she had silently listened to their plans. After the conversation was over, she was left wondering one thing—
Who exactly were these boys?
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A door slammed open loudly.
"GOOD MORNING!" A gun was instantly trained on a wide-eyed pink-haired girl whose smile was frozen on her face, body froze in fear at the barrel pointed in her face by a teenager sleeping on the floor in Usagi's room.
Quatre blinked open his eyes, yawning away sleep as he rubbed his eyes to help them adjust to the bright sunshine leaking in through the windows' curtains. "Hm?"
Heero narrowed his eyes at the …pink… person. "Who are you and—"
"—I should be asking you that!" The girl protested, crimson irises flaring at him, "Why are you in Usagi's room?"
Quatre leaned up, 'Speaking of Usagi…' He looked over at the bed to see the girl snoring away, alarm clock smashed on the floor. Quatre bit back chuckles at the state of the now destroyed mechanism. Obviously, this girl was as much of a morning person as Duo. He took a deep breath and ignored the sharp tug in his chest at the memories of his friends.
Luna blinked awake, looking in the doorway to see Chibi-Usa looking at a gun in her face, held by none other than Heero. Jumping to her feet quickly, the cat hopped from the bed to rush over to Heero. "Put that gun away!"
"Who are you?" Quatre questioned, looking at the girl who stared at the two of them.
"I'm Usagi's child." She responded, crossing her arms.
Quatre coughed, loudly as he blinked with wide eyes at the child, who looked to be nine years old… "But you---she—she looks about fifteen!"
"She is." Luna sighed, "Chibi-Usa is Usa's child from the future." She glared at the younger girl. She just had to go and make things even more difficult. It's not like she was taught to go around and shout to the world that she was Usagi's child from the future.
"Who are they?" The younger girl pointed to Heero, and then Quatre. "They're cute."
Quatre blushed and Heero looked at the girl with expressionless eyes. "Hn."
"They…"
Usagi groggily blinked awake to see a pink-haired girl in her room chatting with Luna and Quatre, and Heero though he wasn't talking except for occasional grunts. She closed her eyes with a sigh and was about to go back to sleep until the words processed in her mind.
Pink-haired girl.
Her eyes snapped open and she jumped from bed as if the devil was on her heels, "What are YOU doing here!"
Giggling, Chibi-Usa blew Usagi a raspberry. "Nywaaaa!"
Growling, Usagi threw the covers off of her body. "Why you!" Usagi ran from the girl, arms outstretched as if she was going to wring the girls neck, until her feet got trapped by the comforter residing on the floor. All she managed to do was fall flat on her face.
Quatre looked at the laughing girl and the crying girl on the floor. Luna looked at him, he looked at Luna. Heero glanced at Quatre, eyebrow raised as if asking 'this is a joke, right?'. Luna caught Heero's look and he turned his gaze to her, silently asking the same question. She solemnly nodded her head, bashfully blushing at embarassment.
Quatre turned his gaze back, with Heero, to the two girls squabbling. This was Usagi's child…?
TBC
Author's note: It's been a while—for that I'm sorry. I'm getting my blood drawn tomorrow… and I'm freaking out. A lot. /starts twitching/ I hate needles.
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