Disclaimer: Don't own nothin' Specially since the only character I did own just bit the dust.
A/N: Yet another long update interval
..."I think this calls for some explanations.". . .
. . .Usagi continued blithely on, "Mamo-chan, this is Hiiro Yuy. Rei was supposed to kill him, but that didn't work out so well, so we are now living with him and Quatre, and Duo, and Trowa and Wufei," The prince, of course, hung on his princess' every word; however, Hiiro's identity interested him little. Afterall, the man just hit him. Although Aendmon considered himself a gentleman with a cool head, he found himself quite irked by the situation, if only because he could see no provocation for the attack. That is, until he noticed the way this Hiiro Yuy intently stared at his raven-haired sister. This Hiiro had punched another man in the face with bare cause, and without chance for explanations – yes, he seemed the sort of man Raia would like.
Of course, Hiiro himself not only gazed gently at our fiery heroine, but being human (if only barely) was trying to see into her mind. However, he was being staunchly blocked by sheer will. He certainly wasn't listening to what the blonde was saying until he heard the word "Endymion" pop up. Now that was a name he was familiar with. And one that he had no reason to like. His intense feeling of dislike was only amplified when Rei finally raised her violet eyes, full of hope and happiness, to his. This man, this Endymion who had broken her heart – he could make Rei hope, he could change her mind where Hiiro had failed. The promise of his heart was not enough for her, but Endymion's mere presence was? He wrenched his gaze away from hers, and swiftly turned heading into the city, which had quickly descended back into its usual chaos after Demantoid and his ghouls had "mysteriously disappeared".
A single thought followed him from Rei, merely his name, but laden with so much emotion. Hiiro knew that if Rei were another girl, she might be crying. He could also feel her begin to follow him, leaving happy reunions to happier people. Being surrounded by antagonistic currents of people left Hiiro out of his element, and Rei managed to catch up with him in fairly short order, surprising him as she had a tendency to do. He felt her warm palm on his shoulder, exerting a slight force that brought the two of them side by side. Before Rei opened her lips, Hiiro knew what she was going to say, and knew he wasn't going to like it.
"Don't you understand, Hiiro? What this means? For us?" She spoke demandingly rather than timidly, which only irked Hiiro more. She assumed that he would always be there, ready to come whenever she beckoned.
"I understand that you assume too much."
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?"
Hiiro never liked to say much, retaining his aura of mystery, but Rei made it apparent that she would be satisfied when he explained himself. Fully.
"Perhaps I've changed my mind."
This finally got the girl's attention. Stopping dead in her tracks, she grabbed Hiiro's collar, forcefully altering his velocity until he faced her.
"Look me in the eyes Hiiro, and tell me you don't want me."
Hiiro breathed deeply, ready to do whatever had to be done to get the hell out of this situation, but when faced with the fire in those purple eyes, found himself unequal to the task.
"If I couldn't convince you to stay with me then, what's to say it won't happen again?"
"I can't sit here and let you tell me I'll hurt you, Hiiro."
The familiar statement reminded Hiiro of how he had always imagined a fire arrow to the stomach might feel: a dash of that sinking feeling, three cups pain, and of course, one tablespoon intense burning sensation.
"Sound familiar, Rei?"
He continued to stand there just until the revelation was full apparent in Rei's eyes, then wrenching himself out of her grasp and hurrying into the crowd and disappearing.
Rei began to walk, just quickly enough so that she wouldn't get trampled by the rushing throng of people, anger quickly bubbling to the surface. Her jaw and fist both were clenched in frustration, and her eyes conveyed the true measure of her frustration. Never had she imagined that her actions might come back to haunt her. Well, she thought, knuckles nearly white, who needs Hiiro Yuy anyway?
A/N: ok, so that was a bit pathetic. If anyone still reads this...well, nevermind. But I'll see if I can't pump out something a bit better for the next chapter.