Disclaimer: Still don't - nor will I ever - own G-Gundam. -cry-
A/N: Don't really know how long this will go, but hey, I'm happy that I'm finally writing! Yippee!
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Nightbluemoon: Thank you so much for R&R! Glad you enjoyed it. :)
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Complex Simplicity
Chapter 2: Broken
By: ABeautifulDisgrace a.k.a. Jamie
Domon paced frantically along the length of the dock. He had ran straight to the bay in order to think and to escape the direct vicinity of where Rain now resided. Deep down, he knew that what he had done was wrong, but his damned pride was thundering in his temples with the demand to leave Rain be. His hands worked angrily in and out of fists as his cape fluttered in the wind, sometimes tangling around him which led to loud growls of frustration. He had thought over what he had said to Rain the entire way over here and continued to for hours on. His anger quickly turned from her to himself and he knew a decision had to be made and soon. Domon belatedly realized her intentions and knew that Rain Mikamura was not a woman to stand by and allow people to fight ignorantly. Plus, as a doctor, Domon knew she had a very strong sense of protection over the health of others. Truth be told, he was actually proud of her. Not just anyone would have risked their life for such a cause. The thought of Rain leaving his side is what truly had angered him into a fit of yelling, but he wouldn't admit that to himself, much less to Rain or the others. But doesn't Rain know that I can't live without her? Does she know that I can't even win one Gundam match if she isn't there supporting me, he thought bitterly, coming to a stop at the very end of the dock.
The water before him glittered like a mountain of molten sapphires and the wind distorted his voice as he answered himself in a whisper, "No, Domon, she doesn't."
I wanted you to know
That I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
Domon quickly realized what he had to do. I must apologize to Rain. Not just for today, but for all the times I've yelled at her, belittled her and made her feel like she's nothing to me. She's far from nothing...I- His pride again interjected into his thoughts and prohibited him from finishing the thought, but his heart already knew the rest. With great determination, Domon steered himself from facing the open water and forced himself back toward the hotel where he had deserted Rain. His shoulders were sagged, his head bowed and his step a little hesitant.
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As Domon arrived, he stared agape at the heap of hell that stood before him. Had he really left Rain - alone - in such a place? What had I been thinking?
"You weren't thinking," he again verbally answered his own question, rubbing the back of his neck with a shaking hand. The building stood tall, but it was decaying in more spots than Domon could count and the people that hung around its entrance didn't exactly make him feel any better. He had simply been blinded by rage and had checked her in the first place they had come upon. It's too late to correct this now, I need to get to Rain and beg for her forgiveness. I can't - I won't lose her.
Through the doors he ran, his cape blazoning behind him in a red blur, his feet taking him up the stairs four to five at a time. He refused to take the elevator. Not only did it not look safe, he knew he couldn't survive being in a small box motionless at this time. He had to move, work, strive to get to Rain's room as soon as possible. Domon was anxious and he knew that he had really done it this time. Not only did he deeply betray Rain's trust in him, he had made her feel like she wasn't worth anything - especially to him. He had registered the shock and hurt in her eyes and had instantly regretted it, but as always, his pride had carried him off and out the window, leaving her standing, staring out into the night, tears falling from her blue eyes.
After what seemed like an eternity, Domon reached her door and was completely out of breath. He wasted no time with knocking and burst forward, the door swinging open with a loud shriek of protest and slammed against the wall with the great force he used to swing it open. Domon swept in, eyes darting around in all directions, hoping to spot Rain sitting on the bed or even better - asleep. But the woman was no where in sight and his heart clenched tightly, bringing a keen pain to his chest. He checked the bathroom and was not rewarded by the sight of her beautiful face. Where is she? I know it's been quite a few hours since I left, but where would she go? Again, Domon found himself taking Rain and her knack for always being where he wanted her to be for granted.
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Rain didn't make a sound as she heard someone forcefully enter her room. The pain in her abdomen throbbed and she did her best to keep the whimpers from being too loud until she could perhaps recognize who now occupied her room. She heard them search her room, not opening drawers or digging through anything, but as if they were actually looking for her. Now they're in the bathroom, she thought, craning her head upward. Never knowing who could be searching for her in order to get to Domon, Rain did not draw attention to herself despite her drastic situation. The metal groaned and shifted forward and she couldn't help the scream of alarm that escaped her lungs as she thought it would soon completely fall.
"Oh, God, this is it," her voice was strained, but clear, her hands now locked around the rail that pressed into her middle. Her knuckles turned bright white as they lost circulation and she found that she was holding her breath. Now I know how the people on the Titanic felt as they awaited her to fully sink.
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Domon had walked out from the bathroom just in time to hear a sharp scream that sounded like it had come from outside the window. Nearly leaping to the edge, he swung forward, hands gripping the door frame and glanced down. And there was Rain, clinging for dear life to a construction that would crash down at any moment. He simply, for a few moments, stared down at her. Her face was grief-stricken and distorted with fright and her eyes were now closed. The hurried exclamation of her doom sent Domon into action and he fell to his knees, reaching out to clasp her small waist in his hands. The wind was strong and Domon's emotions stronger as he hauled her inside just as the remainder of the metal detached and plummeted downward. It crashed loudly on the sidewalk, sending shards of concrete in all directions as well as alarmed citizens. Without saying a word, Domon crushed Rain hard against his chest, burying his nose into her cinnamon locks.
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Before Rain could open her eyes in reaction to the movement she sensed just above, strong arms grabbed around her waist and she herself was soon in the warm embrace of an unknown person. She was about to tear away from them when she saw the rails slip off into the air and crash violently below. Her facial expression revealed how horrified she was and she decided that she would stay secure in the arms that she found around her - no matter who's they were. Are they...smelling my hair? She couldn't help but silently question as she felt movement atop her head. Out of the corner of her eye, a streak of red caught her attention and as she focused on it, she realized it was a ribbon and a familiar one at that. Rain relaxed, nearly sagging in his arms as his name slipped out from beneath her lips in a painful whimper, "Domon?"
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He felt her energy wash from her and held her even tighter. His name came to his ears and he smiled, squeezing her and moving her backward with him. Once they were safely inside and no longer near the vicinity of the window, Domon released Rain some and turned her about in his arms. "Hi there, Rain," he said quietly, reaching up a hand to tuck stray locks of hair behind her ear. She was shaking and Domon cradled her against his chest. Her head had immediately fallen against it, her nose finding its place against the nook of his collarbone. Despite the fact that he knew she would explode any minute with one hell of an argument, Domon savored in the contact that they now shared. She was in his arms, leaning on him and she was safe. How on earth did she end up in that situation? He wondered silently, waiting to ask her when she was ready to talk.
The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high and steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn
And no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain
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Lyrics from Seether's "Broken" featuring Amy Lee of Evanescence
A/N: Taa-daa! And yes, I know it's short, but it's how I want it. It's kind of a one-shot, technically, but I like to put in a lot of detail, so it's divided into mini-chapters. Plus, as I said, this is my first G-Gundam fic, so I'm rather nervous about how it's going. Oh, and I'm obsessed with music and especially with using music as titles and lyrics as guides in a story - so hope you don't mind! R&R pretty, pretty please:)