Goodbye Tears, Hello Love
Chapter Three
Disclaimer: same old, same old, don't own anything but the plot...
A/N: humbly apologise for this really long wait - a mild confusion and a writer's block is to blame; for the story's sake pretend that Kira was recovered by the Archangel and never ended up on the PLANTS; this chapter is from Miriallia's point of view
---Miriallia's POV----
I sit in the dark.
I do not remember how long ago did I come here, nor do I remember what happened to drive me into dark.
A door opens, allowing a glimmer of light to cme through and I shift, crushing my back into the darkness. Leave me alone, my mind cries out. I want to remain alone.
'Miriallia?" The soft voice is barely recognizeable, but I slowly put a name to the face.
Wonder what Sai's doing here. He sits down next to me, even though the space is horribly cramped now. I don't care as he says something about having to eat, adds in that everything will eventually be fine... How can he say that everything will be fine, Tolle's gone.
He's never going to return.
'Tolle! Kira! Please, respond...'
With a small sigh, Sai finally gave up, but my mind is still ringing with my hopeless tries to raise him.Neither responded, and I still remember a chill settling over my whole being. They can't be gone. No, I refuse to believe it...
'Tolle!'
And with the crash of reality, the first casualty of the Archangel since the beginning of war was my friend.
No, I can't think of him like that. Casualty.
Like thinking about some thing instead of a person. But the fact that the casualty had once lived a life of their own, that fact gets quickly forgotten. All that the person becomes is just a name on a long list of war.
Casualty.
I burrow my head in my knees, my mind drifting down to the better days, just before the attack on Heliopolis...
Flashback
"Hey, Kira!"
I waved frantically to the violet-eyed boy, who was firmly engossed into his laptop. The green and white robotic bird, his constant companion, raised its head, hopping across the table.
"Torii!"
"There you are." Tolle's voice was relieved, and no mistake - we had been searching for him all over the place for the last few hours. "The Professor wants you in te lab now, says something important."
Whew, the message delivered, now we can go... I giggled at my friend's groan.
"I didn't even finish the last thing yet," Kira protested vigorously. "Man, he just keeps piling stuff."
"Well you are the best in the class," Tolle pointed out reasonably, and I grin.
I'm just so happy...
"What is it, anyway?" Tolle again, can't even keep quiet for a moment. I frowned and dug an elbow in his ribs, but playfully enough. He mock-scowled at me and rubbed the offended place, quirking an eyebrow at Kira, who looked confused.
"How should I know, it's some top-secret thing. He's not telling me everything!"
Tolle slapped Kira on the shoulder and winked at me, his eyes shining with mirth.
"Same old Kira, can't even learn what he's working on..."
"Hey!"
The two of them are laughing about something, as the memory fades...
End Flashbak
I begin to smile unconciously. It all went perfectly fine until Heliopolis was attacked... We were taken in by the Archangel, the Earth Alliance space ship. Of course, we didn't know many things then... and Tolle was alive.
The smile on my face fades as quickly as it comes, as my mind slides from the familiar face of the memory to the brash newcomer.
I did not even learn his name.
Blond, flyaway curls, tan skin, which would have been unusual for a Natural, and amazing amethyst eyes, nearly same shade as Kira's.
Those eyes...
Dangerous.
A predator, and it's quite obvious. He's the one.
He's Tolle's killer.
He's one of THEM.
THEY, with beautiful, soulful eyes, are killers.
HE is one of THEM.
I hate him.
I hate him.