Authors Notes- First I want to warn you that this isn't the chapter I was
planning to post. That was lost a few days ago, so I quickly wrote another
one. While it isn't as well written, at least I added a few things that I
wasn't going to. I hope you enjoy.
OH MAN!
I couldn't believe the response I got not only to my story, but also to my beginning message. I had NO IDEA so many people felt the same way I do, and I'm sooo glad I decided to add it to my story. Thank you EVERYONE. So many people were soooo nice, that I couldn't believe I ever threatened to stop my story; I couldn't disappoint so many great people! *glomps reviewers* THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and I was wondering if someone could answer my question. You see, about an hour after I updated my story, I found that I had a TON of reviews. I was wondering how this was possible, because even though the chapter had been updated, it hadn't been brought to the beginning of the list yet, and was still on the THIRD page! How did everyone know I posted?
I would really appreciate an answer, because the question has been driving me crazy!
**
Kaninisha's eyes snapped open, suddenly pulling himself out of the meditating trance he was in. Something was wrong in his world…something that he had been trying to prevent for years now.
He quickly willed the scene to come in front of him. Heero couldn't notice him, but that wasn't important. He needed to be stopped, or he would be lost forever.
In front of him, crackling with black energy was his student. The boy that was almost a son to him. He didn't realize what he was doing, that much was sure. He had succumbed to a rage deeper than he should have ever experienced, so he wouldn't know what was really going on.
Before it was too late to stop him, although it was sooo tempting not to, he willed Heero to unconsciousness, and watched as he fell to the floor. In a world where nothing was really real, and nothing here could effect the black energy, Heero had accomplished something that should have been impossible. Leaving him laying where he was, Kaninisha allowed Heero to succumb to an inner battle, one that only he could win. He had been prepared for this day for years now, but nothing could ever truly prepare Kaninisha for the reality of what had just happened.
When he was once again alone, Kaninisha willed the scene that Heero had been watching in front of him. How much he wished that he could have just let Heero kill the horrible man, and how much he wished he could do the same. He knew that it was impossible though, and so he could only watch, his eyes smoldering with rage.
**
Heero never knew how close he came to losing himself to a darker side of his nature that day. He never even comprehended just what he had been doing as the black energy came from him. All he remembered of that day was wanting to kill Mamoru, and then falling unconscious.
And that became his inner struggle. He wanted now, more than ever to comfort the girl that he had watched for so long, in her time of trouble. He soon became obsessed with her, now greater than ever. He felt, that if he never left her alone, and he watched her at all times, even while she was sleeping, he was somehow helping her. As if when he left her alone with her pain, he had truly abandoned her. Every time he saw something bad happen to her, the darkness in him swelled to greater heights. He wanted to take her pain onto himself, but he knew that he couldn't do that. He wanted more than anything to do ANYTHING at all to help her. The knowledge that there was nothing he could do only made it worse. He watched as she died inside, and felt like a part of him was dying too. He stopped going to lessons, and he wouldn't allow any joy to enter his life as long as there was none in his.
And one of the worst parts of it, and no one else knew what was going on. While she needed someone's shoulder to cry on, all she received was the same old banter and teasing that she had always received. She went about her daily life, trying to hide the pain inside. He knew how she felt, because he had felt it before as well. She felt like a trapped animal, who know that there was no way she could escape. She was trying to remain herself, even while that person was slowly diminishing. Just like when Heero was with Dr. J.
If Kaninisha was worried about him, he never showed it. He never even came to check up on him. Heero's very ideals in life that he had developed were soon gone.
All of his life he had believed that those who were bad would be punished, while those who were good would be rewarded. Now, in front of his eyes, he saw this happening that other way around. Someone who was so pure, so perfect, was experiencing more pain than anyone should. And the man, someone of pure evil was living the good life. He wanted to scream at the injustice of it all, but he knew if he did, he would lose it for good, and then what good would he ever do for his angel?
He found himself hoping more than ever before that there was some way that he could just meet her, but he knew what he had always known, that it was impossible. All he could do was watch, while his heart was torn from his chest, and stomped on by the man with black hair.
**
It was hard to watch someone so beloved to him go though all she was. Kaninisha knew that everything that happened in her life, all of the hardships, and all of the pain happened for a reason. That didn't make allowing destiny to be fulfilled any easier. He wanted to wrench her from her life, and just tell her that it would all be ok. The fact that she was only fulfilling her destiny didn't make it any easier to know that all he could do was watch. He had always wanted to protect his daughter, even while she was a small child. Now the urge to keep the nightmares away didn't diminish. He couldn't even bring her to his world; even though he knew she was one of the few people who could come...it was in her blood. If she was going to come to him, she needed to of her own free will, without him trying to bring her. He wanted to do the same thing for her he had done for Heero, but he knew that wouldn't be possible. All he could do was hope that she would find her way here soon, to her home.
He gently held his wife close to him. It wasn't any easier for Serenity to watch her daughter go through all of the pain. Her tears hadn't stopped for a long time, and he found that he couldn't bring her the comfort she needed, for he was just as saddened as she was. They were both bound to allow their daughter to walk the path made for her, and there was nothing they could do.
**
Heero's arms were curled up around his legs, his head resting in his knees as he continued to watch the woman he loved. She sitting in her chair, thinking of what horrors he couldn't even imagine. Her eyes had a glazed look about them as she sat there and thought. He wanted to know what she was thinking about, but that was impossible. He was concentrating so much on the scene he had created before him; at first he didn't hear the faint voice calling out. Thinking at first it was a lost dreamer, he left it to itself. Finally he couldn't stand the voice disturbing his peace, so he decided to find this dreamer to try to get rid of it.
Using a technique he had learned a long time ago, he willed himself to appear just in front of the dreamer, parting the mist just enough for him to look at it, and not enough for the dreamer to look at him. It was forbidden for anyone who came here to see anything but the gray mists, so he wrapped himself in shadows. He shouldn't have even been noticed, but he heard a voice suddenly call out to him, not by name, but how could this person know he was even there?
"Hello! I know someone's out there. Don't think I don't! Why don't you just tell me where I am!" a female voice called.
Just as he recognized the voice that was shouting, he saw the angel in front of him. She had her hands on her hips, and a very frustrated look on her face. He could barely restrain himself from rushing up and hugging the small girl, refusing to let go. 'Usagi…'
**
I know I really shouldn't end there, but once again I came across too good a spot to pass up. I hope you enjoyed it, and that some of your questions were answered.
Email me at sirencalling@yahoo.com if you want to say anything! I love any email I could get, and it totally makes my day to see I have a message.
I also want to tell you, that I'm not a cold writer that it too busy to respond, or even care what you have to say. I've met some of them, and I'm NOTHING like that! Don't be afraid to tell me what you think, because I really do care about what you have to say. If I didn't why would I pester you so often?
Ja ne
siren
OH MAN!
I couldn't believe the response I got not only to my story, but also to my beginning message. I had NO IDEA so many people felt the same way I do, and I'm sooo glad I decided to add it to my story. Thank you EVERYONE. So many people were soooo nice, that I couldn't believe I ever threatened to stop my story; I couldn't disappoint so many great people! *glomps reviewers* THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, and I was wondering if someone could answer my question. You see, about an hour after I updated my story, I found that I had a TON of reviews. I was wondering how this was possible, because even though the chapter had been updated, it hadn't been brought to the beginning of the list yet, and was still on the THIRD page! How did everyone know I posted?
I would really appreciate an answer, because the question has been driving me crazy!
**
Kaninisha's eyes snapped open, suddenly pulling himself out of the meditating trance he was in. Something was wrong in his world…something that he had been trying to prevent for years now.
He quickly willed the scene to come in front of him. Heero couldn't notice him, but that wasn't important. He needed to be stopped, or he would be lost forever.
In front of him, crackling with black energy was his student. The boy that was almost a son to him. He didn't realize what he was doing, that much was sure. He had succumbed to a rage deeper than he should have ever experienced, so he wouldn't know what was really going on.
Before it was too late to stop him, although it was sooo tempting not to, he willed Heero to unconsciousness, and watched as he fell to the floor. In a world where nothing was really real, and nothing here could effect the black energy, Heero had accomplished something that should have been impossible. Leaving him laying where he was, Kaninisha allowed Heero to succumb to an inner battle, one that only he could win. He had been prepared for this day for years now, but nothing could ever truly prepare Kaninisha for the reality of what had just happened.
When he was once again alone, Kaninisha willed the scene that Heero had been watching in front of him. How much he wished that he could have just let Heero kill the horrible man, and how much he wished he could do the same. He knew that it was impossible though, and so he could only watch, his eyes smoldering with rage.
**
Heero never knew how close he came to losing himself to a darker side of his nature that day. He never even comprehended just what he had been doing as the black energy came from him. All he remembered of that day was wanting to kill Mamoru, and then falling unconscious.
And that became his inner struggle. He wanted now, more than ever to comfort the girl that he had watched for so long, in her time of trouble. He soon became obsessed with her, now greater than ever. He felt, that if he never left her alone, and he watched her at all times, even while she was sleeping, he was somehow helping her. As if when he left her alone with her pain, he had truly abandoned her. Every time he saw something bad happen to her, the darkness in him swelled to greater heights. He wanted to take her pain onto himself, but he knew that he couldn't do that. He wanted more than anything to do ANYTHING at all to help her. The knowledge that there was nothing he could do only made it worse. He watched as she died inside, and felt like a part of him was dying too. He stopped going to lessons, and he wouldn't allow any joy to enter his life as long as there was none in his.
And one of the worst parts of it, and no one else knew what was going on. While she needed someone's shoulder to cry on, all she received was the same old banter and teasing that she had always received. She went about her daily life, trying to hide the pain inside. He knew how she felt, because he had felt it before as well. She felt like a trapped animal, who know that there was no way she could escape. She was trying to remain herself, even while that person was slowly diminishing. Just like when Heero was with Dr. J.
If Kaninisha was worried about him, he never showed it. He never even came to check up on him. Heero's very ideals in life that he had developed were soon gone.
All of his life he had believed that those who were bad would be punished, while those who were good would be rewarded. Now, in front of his eyes, he saw this happening that other way around. Someone who was so pure, so perfect, was experiencing more pain than anyone should. And the man, someone of pure evil was living the good life. He wanted to scream at the injustice of it all, but he knew if he did, he would lose it for good, and then what good would he ever do for his angel?
He found himself hoping more than ever before that there was some way that he could just meet her, but he knew what he had always known, that it was impossible. All he could do was watch, while his heart was torn from his chest, and stomped on by the man with black hair.
**
It was hard to watch someone so beloved to him go though all she was. Kaninisha knew that everything that happened in her life, all of the hardships, and all of the pain happened for a reason. That didn't make allowing destiny to be fulfilled any easier. He wanted to wrench her from her life, and just tell her that it would all be ok. The fact that she was only fulfilling her destiny didn't make it any easier to know that all he could do was watch. He had always wanted to protect his daughter, even while she was a small child. Now the urge to keep the nightmares away didn't diminish. He couldn't even bring her to his world; even though he knew she was one of the few people who could come...it was in her blood. If she was going to come to him, she needed to of her own free will, without him trying to bring her. He wanted to do the same thing for her he had done for Heero, but he knew that wouldn't be possible. All he could do was hope that she would find her way here soon, to her home.
He gently held his wife close to him. It wasn't any easier for Serenity to watch her daughter go through all of the pain. Her tears hadn't stopped for a long time, and he found that he couldn't bring her the comfort she needed, for he was just as saddened as she was. They were both bound to allow their daughter to walk the path made for her, and there was nothing they could do.
**
Heero's arms were curled up around his legs, his head resting in his knees as he continued to watch the woman he loved. She sitting in her chair, thinking of what horrors he couldn't even imagine. Her eyes had a glazed look about them as she sat there and thought. He wanted to know what she was thinking about, but that was impossible. He was concentrating so much on the scene he had created before him; at first he didn't hear the faint voice calling out. Thinking at first it was a lost dreamer, he left it to itself. Finally he couldn't stand the voice disturbing his peace, so he decided to find this dreamer to try to get rid of it.
Using a technique he had learned a long time ago, he willed himself to appear just in front of the dreamer, parting the mist just enough for him to look at it, and not enough for the dreamer to look at him. It was forbidden for anyone who came here to see anything but the gray mists, so he wrapped himself in shadows. He shouldn't have even been noticed, but he heard a voice suddenly call out to him, not by name, but how could this person know he was even there?
"Hello! I know someone's out there. Don't think I don't! Why don't you just tell me where I am!" a female voice called.
Just as he recognized the voice that was shouting, he saw the angel in front of him. She had her hands on her hips, and a very frustrated look on her face. He could barely restrain himself from rushing up and hugging the small girl, refusing to let go. 'Usagi…'
**
I know I really shouldn't end there, but once again I came across too good a spot to pass up. I hope you enjoyed it, and that some of your questions were answered.
Email me at sirencalling@yahoo.com if you want to say anything! I love any email I could get, and it totally makes my day to see I have a message.
I also want to tell you, that I'm not a cold writer that it too busy to respond, or even care what you have to say. I've met some of them, and I'm NOTHING like that! Don't be afraid to tell me what you think, because I really do care about what you have to say. If I didn't why would I pester you so often?
Ja ne
siren