Moonshine
By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)
Chapter 6: The Day the Smiles Disappeared
"I cannot simply allow such atocracy! The mere idea of vampires—blood suckers—existing in this world, in this Wood is simply un—"
Wufei turned a cold glare to her, crossing his arms while opening his mouth the mutter a cold retort which consisted of: "What you don't know of, don't speak of onna."
Quatre sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair which was tossled here and there to add to the look of discomfort on his face. "Much as I'd love to stay here and chit-chat, it might not be safe is Marquise managed to get past our barriers."
Trowa nodded towards the blonde and his remark, "Perhaps he was trying to show of his strength by coming after the Festival of the Moon."
"Diana must not be pleased." Heero glared at the table, glancing at his sword laying against the table near his reach. 'No,' he retorted, 'Diana, Goddess of the Moon, must not be pleased at all.' In fact, she must be rather angry to know that the lower magicks and the highers consisting of the five rulers had been assualted under her sanctuary and protection.
He could practically sense her anger, and he was sure the other's had as well. He closed his eyes and listened to the conversation bordering on a debate or jumble of words formed together to form insults were thrown back and forth.
"Heero?" Heero opened his eyes, tired as he had been listening to Relena try and voice her opinion over the past ten minutes to the other's that vampires and werewolves didn't exist and "yada yada yada" as Duo would say. His eyes reached her azure colored irises and he stared back without fear.
"Miss Peacecraft," Quatre said, breaking the silence between the two that had spread across the room. "With all good things, there must come bad as well."
"How can you deny that vampires don't exist when you yourself saw that they are real after it tried to bite you?" Duo questioned, twirling his braided hair around his fingers for a little bit before looking up with cheerless dark eyes that bore into her body and she shivered despite her inner self telling her to stand straight.
The sound of a sword sliding out from a sheath reached the maid's ears and she turned to stare at Heero, who looked at his deadly sharp sword glittering silver in the faint morning light as he swung it in a half arc, stopping under her chin as he cold eyes reached hers.
Her wide eyes stared at him, looking down moments later to then glance at the sword tip pointed under her chin, raising her head to gaze into his prussian eyes even more. She felt herself drowning in the dark depths of the emotional turmoil in his eyes, until his voice reached his ears.
Clear and calmly, he stared at her, "Miss Peacecraft, whether you like it or not you've found yourself caught in the middle of a war." His voice was cold and biting, "There's no way out of this short of killing youself."
"Heero!" Quatre's exasperated voice drew her out of her trance.
"Hmph." Wufei snorted, closing hiseyes once more and turning his body to face the wall, "If it means going to another war that's fine with me."
"You just wanna get back at Trieze." A glare was shot at Duo from Wufei who snarled lowly under his breath.
"And it seems that you still want to get back at them for Solo." The braided teen stiffened and looked with dark and menacing eyes at the Chinese Dragon King. He opened his mouth to utter a retort, but Heero beat him to the point.
"Shut up." The room went silent.
Relena got to her feet, the dress of Heero's mother billowing around her as she looked at Heero sternly, "Are you off to fight again, Heero?" He had mentioned a war and Wufei said something about going to war again. Was their magickal life so harsh?
"Miss Relena," Quatre said, "We have to fight to protect what we have and what we live in and around—we always had." Flashes of unicorns slaughtered amists a green clearing swayed his vision and then Heero lying on the thorne room's floor, drenched in blood with the lifeless bodies of his mother and father trying to reach for him, glazed eyes staring at the wide-eyed youth. Quatre shuddered.
Trowa looked at the blonde with a hidden soft look in his eyes and then placed a soothing hand on the shuddering teen's back who calmed at the touch.
His voice was weak and he managed to mumble a small, "Thanks, Trowa." The auburn-haired teen nodded in response. The empathy's abilities were strong, but sometimes a pain and could help many times in both war and peace between nations of good magick and bad.
"Can't you just…talk it out?" Pairs of eyes stared at the blonde, still trying to make the thoughts of war disperse with other, more peaceful methods to solve the problems.
"Get those silly ideas out of your head, girl." Relena could only guess who that was.
Heero ignored where the rest of the conversation was going—choosing instead to turn towards the door and sheath his sword, tying it to a blue sash wrapped around his waist. He glared at his hands before he clenched them and walked in confident strides towards the door.
"Where are you going, Heero?" There was suspicion in his voice—how anyone could assume that Quatre could still look like an angel with that tone of voice was beyond his comprehension.
Heero turned and looked at the occupants of the room who diverted their attention to him and he glared at them coldly, his eyes daring them to defy him as he coldly replied, "I'm going to end this."
"End what!" Relena stood as her chair slid back on the tiles, making a muffled screeching sound.
"Not without us." Duo stood up and found a sword pointed at him in the blink of an eyes, not even taking a step back from the point too close to him for comfort.
"Heero." The blue-eyed brunette glanced at the figure standing in the doorway, walking in with slow small steps and opening and closing his mechanical hand.
His reply was simple, no emotion held in his gruff monotone. "Dr. J."
Wufei glared and Trowa stiffened minutely while Quatre remained the poker face he had picked up from his political family.
"I will not allow you to go." Heero's sword dropped, as if he was controlled and lived and breathed with every word spoken from J's mouth. Duo clenched his hand when he remembered the day that the smiles stopped.
That same cocky grin was plastered on his face as he ran up to one of his best friends."Heero?" Dulled prussian eyes that were once so lively now looked dead, staring at him silently. The braided brunette shivered despite himself.
The Wing Clan heir remained silent, looking at Duo as he waited for the reason of his name being called.
"Y-you're covered…" Heero looked down once more to take in his appearance as he managed to use his remaining strength to stagger into the courtyard. Duo always met the lively, but sometimes stoic child there.
Crimson splashes stained Heero's apparell and blood dripped from him, falling like raindrops down to stone floor. Sprigs of flowers appeared and Duo stared at them—shocked when they withered away and died before his eyes.
"You're covered in blood!" His violet eyes were wide with shock and fear. He gently, but firmly grapsed Heero's shoulders. "What happened!"
"I…couldn't stop them…" His eye lids drooped and he stared with eyes full of sadness at his best friend. "Mother…father…" His eye lids fluttered and he collapsed like dead weight into Duo's arms.
And just like that, the smiles were gone.
TBC
Author's note: Woo! Celebrating 'The Infamous Day of Updates', as it will be dubbed on the 5th of every month. I'm gonna try and get Lif to join in the celebration and update her 'Passions'. Tried to make this chapter a little longer than usual, but my train of thought went ka-boom. Yep. Thanks to all the people that reviewed! Here's the reviewer response thingy:
PureAngelEnchantress: Thanks for liking the story:hugs: I hoped people would!
Lif Uplifted:glares:…I'm not talking to you until you update…
Sparkling-Ruby Gem: I'm sorry for making you wait so long, I hope this chapter was long enough for y'all!
LKLTB: Foreshadowing what…? Heero's death or :innocent look:
Wing: I'm sorry that you're confused :teary eyed: I guess I didn't make it very easy to understand. My thoughts are rather spaced out for this story. :hangs head in shame: Gomen. Hopefully, it'll get less confuzzling as the story continues.
Artgirl150: What do you think of all the updates today? Muahah! I'll try and respond to your email as soon as I can. BTW, I loved your picture! Did you draw it in pen or with some special ink?
And that's all the responses I feel like writing today as I try to type as fast as I can for the Updatingness Infamous Day! Woot :glomps reviewers:
