Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, Amagami SS or any of its characters. I wrote this fanfic for my own pleasure and purely entertainment. If I had the skills, I would've drawn a doujinshi manga while if I had the money, I would've created an anime for this. =)

What would Haruka stand for?

What would she give everything for?

What would she desperately fight for?

… And what would she truly live for?

When forever… eternity is at stake, what would she die for?

Chapter 19 – Eternal Flame of the Shooting Stars

"This is my way… my way of retaliating!" Heero defiantly snarled as his eyes narrowed in concentration and he began pouring beam gun fire on three approaching enemy Leo suits that exploded into balls of yellow flame soon after.

"Heero!" Haruka cried out.

"The colonies have turned their backs against us. But that doesn't mean the war with OZ is finished. Only my death will stop me from seeing this war to its bitter end." The brown haired boy uttered to himself after releasing a torrent of gunfire that decimated a pair of main battle tanks.

"No! Heero!" She hollered out to him once again… desperately seeking his attention.

"Where… where is my enemy?!" Heero growled between gritted teeth.

The mobile suit Epyon pounced on the squad of Virgos like a lion claiming its prey. Heero viciously cleaved three of the artificially controlled units in a single crescent slash. Two more suits were obliterated as the Perfect Soldier lashed back with the crimson behemoth's superheated rod. He was death… carnage incarnate, the remaining four units crumbled before him. A pair was thoroughly decimated through swift brutal strokes from the heat rod while the last two suits were laid waste after getting hacked neatly and split evenly into halves by his massive beam sword.

"Stop it! Heero!" Haruka screamed in frustration… but only death and destruction ensued.

His enemies were utterly defeated.

Killed and demolished.

'Why are you… being like this…? You already gave up this kind of life!' The raven haired beauty pondered never noticing that tears were already streaming down her eyes.

She was cleansed off her musings when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder.

The sky blue eyed young woman turned and instantaneously gasped in fright upon seeing the spectacle that welcomed her.

It was Heero… carrying the still bleeding yet dead body of a little girl clothed in white sun dress.

"You must've made a mistake in understanding me, Morishima Haruka." The Perfect Soldier indifferently said with his pitch black orbs staring coldly into hers.

"H-Heero… you… you're…" She attempted to plead after the Gundam Pilot turned his back from her.

Yet before Haruka could take another step, she felt a hand gently held the area near her elbow.

She turned to face the person and was stunned upon recognizing who it was.

Relena Peacecraft.

"Stand aside, Peacecraft Relena." The cornflower eyed young lady gravely expressed.

The girl with lovely golden blond tresses only smiled elegantly at her.

"Stop feigning the notion of understanding Heero Yuy. Because you never will." She crisply yet gently replied to her.

"I love him, Relena. He loves me too. For that I will do my best to understand him."

"Love will fly out of the window when you see how truly big the gap separating the two of you. Simply put… how could you attempt to understand something you have the faintest idea in dealing with?"

She could not reply. Relena was right.

"Let him go, Haruka and… know your place." The beautiful young woman with cerulean irises lightly said before smiling gracefully back at her.

"No!" Haruka cried with her right hand reaching out reflexively in front.

Her cornflower blue eyes stared in stark awe at the silence and darkness prevailing within the confines of her room.

'It was… a dream… no… a nightmare.' She mused while wiping off the sweat and liquid from her tear-stricken face.

The campus idol took a few moments to compose herself before sliding both feet into her slip-ons and shakily standing up. She proceeded to the antechamber of her room where a glass and a pitcher of water are neatly laid side by side above a wooden tray.

After filling the glass with water, Haruka quickly emptied its contents.

Her throat seemed to have dried up while her chest felt suffocated from the nightmarish dream.

It was an ordeal… she had been experiencing for the last two nights.

Since the day she coldly… turned Heero away.

-oxo-

They had barely spoken to each other.

Or rather… she had barely uttered a word to Heero upon regaining consciousness after losing it inside the mobile suit Epyon during the revelation of his entire past.

She could not even look at him.

She could only tilt her head down with her face slightly turned away.

There was now a seemingly insurmountable gap… a huge and deep chasm separating the two of them.

He was a battle-hardened soldier from the future. Started out as a child soldier… and ended up being one of the best trained and highly experienced war specialists in the distant future. He was on a test mission gone awry that resulted to him getting lost in her time. The young man beside her… was accidentally washed onshore by fate to her present. They met each other… became friends… and ended up being lovers.

His journey and arrival had been purely accidental.

But the things he committed in his past ranged from accidental to deliberate.

He hid a lot of skeletons inside his closet of secrets. He dug a lot of coffins in his graveyard of sins for all the slain victims whether they had been combatants or merely innocent bystanders. His hands were tainted… stained by the blood of guiltless civilians. Unwillingly, Heero had lost his own innocence and even his soul to the demons that hounded him during the early years of his bleak young life.

She saw him shattered.

Pulverized and grounded into submission.

He claimed the life of anyone like the light of a candle getting snuffed out by a strong gust of wind.

A grim reaper…? No… he was far worst, he personified death itself during the holocaust that accompanied the wars he had participated in.

Such realizations dawned to Haruka after waking up from the strain induced by her prolonged usage of the highly advanced EPYON System. Heero had been right… all this time.

How could she understand?

How could she comprehend all the hell he had been through and back?

How could she have any inkling on the burden he had to carry?

Where was she… when he and his comrades fought the entire might of the Earth Sphere? When he put into motion the will of the rebel citizens of the Colonies? When he ended the Eve Wars and saved the Earth from the brink of a catastrophic destruction?

She was safely back in her time.

Living with all the comfort and luxury available to her current life.

She was… an unknowing civilian in the here and now.

An ordinary girl clueless to the harshness and brutal reality of life.

She was sheltered and given a moral upbringing that holds steadfast to their status in the community.

She only cared for simple and trivial matters… which means nothing and pathetic even, when compared to the load of responsibility he needed to shoulder at his young life.

Haruka wanted to hold on to that strong bond they share.

They love each other so much. Theirs defied the boundaries imposed by time, space and reality. Even she was quick to admit that her feelings for him was boundless… she was helplessly in love with Heero.

Wasn't that enough?

Really, Haruka… are you certain that would suffice?

She may have been older than him, even by just a year… but their difference in maturity was like comparing the size of a pond to the vastness of the ocean.

She wanted to grow and be matured for him… for Heero to be proud of her.

But with everything about him revealed… can Haruka truly be proud of Heero in return?

The acts he committed, the lives he claimed and the destruction he caused?

Now, there are a lot of things swamping her thoughts. It was clouding her mind and its musings repeatedly. At the back of such ponderings… she could not help but listen to those voiceless whispers with fear as her heart is gripped with nothing but anxiety.

A killer… a murderer… a slayer….

That's what Heero was.

Could she really accept that? Could she sleep peacefully at night beside him and not worry that he can take her life in an instant? Could she even look past those truths and meet his gaze without thinking otherwise?

Reality has smacked Haruka in the worst and hardest possible way.

It was settling hard and planting its roots deep into her mindset.

"Haruka… we're already here." Heero softly said.

"I… see…." She tepidly answered before opening the car door and quickly exiting the vehicle.

It was already past seven in the evening, upon regaining consciousness about half an hour ago she had only asked Heero to take her back home.

No other words after that.

The young man from the future only followed her request.

He meekly led her to the car and drove out of the hangar.

"H-Haruka…" She heard Heero call out to her.

The raven haired beauty turned her head slightly to face him, she had just removed the lock from the service gate and was already about to enter.

Her mind… was still a total wreck from the contemplations still coursing through every corner of it.

She was unable to look at him in the eye.

"I'll… talk to you soon."

It was all she could reply before moving her back at him and entering the Morishima residence.

She left him with a cold shoulder in the stillness of the evening as snow danced lazily from the skies.

-oxo-

It had been two nights since then.

It was already the 26th of February 2012 or rather, the early hours of the 27th of the said month. Haruka had evaded Heero after her classes last Saturday and she barely left the confines of her room for the entire weekend. All she did during those times was to reflect… ponder about the status of her romance, no, her love for the young man code named Heero Yuy. She was torn… her heart seriously wanted him but her mind was now having second thoughts. Half of her wanted to go back to that hangar and be with him. Be blind to everything surrounding him… that of being a reluctant time traveler and the undeniable truth of him being a battle-hardened soldier.

However, her mind was another thing, with the truth unveiled before her… in all its glory and without any impurity… it became plainly difficult to ignore the huge gap separating her from Heero. How could she pretend to know something she is totally clueless about? How could she claim or much less empathize with all the difficulties he had experienced when she is practically naive from such hardships?

Never has Haruka known how cruel the reality surrounding life was till it reared its fearsome head and its cold unforgiving eyes stared at hers without any pretension.

Yes, she still loves him… with all her heart.

But her mind… was now a separate matter.

Heero sought to look inconspicuous as he stood discreetly beside a large tree some distance away from Kibitou Senior High's main entrance. The current season was supposed to be almost at its end but with the amount of snow still falling, weather forecasters consented that winter had yet to relinquish its hold. Last Saturday, he determinedly waited for Haruka near the main exit after her classes were over but was nailed from his spot upon seeing her vigorously pull Hibiki away when she noticed him.

The Gundam Pilot knew the reason behind Haruka's avoidance. Deep in his heart, he understands her. He could never place any blame on her after all he did and from what she has discovered. The truth had indeed set him free… and part of his mind is already telling him that it also set Haruka free from him as well.

He breathed deeply before exhaling everything out… loosening the tightness growing inside his chest.

A plume of warm air escaped from his lips which dissipated quickly not long after.

Heero smiled poignantly while gazing at the gently falling snow around him.

The snowflakes were drifting down from the heavens similar to that day he returned and rescued Haruka barely a week ago. She treated him like a stranger when their eyes met again after getting separated… with the circumstances surrounding them, he wagered he'll positively get the same treatment once she leaves the academy.

Why was he still waiting then?

Tuck deep inside the folds of his heart was a lone shard of hope which Heero was still holding on to, vehemently. He knew… that if he were to give up and render himself hopeless… it would truly be the end of him. The Perfect Soldier barely survived the torment after succumbing to despair at the realization of how much he loved the kind and beautiful raven haired young woman. However, at least now… he had prepared himself for such a scenario. Indeed, he had put his perspective in order should… Haruka give up on him.

Like what he had told her, similar to how he had prayed for the chance…

The Gundam Pilot was prepared to accept her decision, whatever it may be and go back to his time even with a heavy heart.

He planned to live out the rest of his days in atonement of his sins and in honor of the ever resounding feelings only Haruka had evoked from him.

He will help in building the future that had been forged after he destroyed most of the past.

He will live honorably and hopefully righteously as well in memory of that one person who taught him how to love.

He will…

-oxo-

Heero had hardly taken his gaze from Haruka as she meandered between unconsciousness and awareness when the curly tipped raven haired beauty slowly opened her eyes. A part of him was quite fearful… that he'd once again be staring back at those cold, hopeless ashen grey orbs… but he was relieved upon recognizing that her eyelids revealed those kind and lovely cornflower blue irises instead.

However, he was about to touch her gently on the cheek when Haruka brushed his hand aside and subtly moved away from him. She did not utter anything else aside from one single sentence.

"Please… I want to go back home." The young woman stated with her head bobbed down and her eyes averted from him.

"Of… of course…" He answered before offering his hand to assist her, yet the notion was declined.

Haruka silently stood up and made her way towards the black sedan lent to them by Mr. Takeda.

His cobalt blue eyes could only follow her as she walk towards the direction of the car. The Perfect Soldier stooped his head and heaved a long breath while he made preparations.

'She… must still be in shock… no… the EPYON System reported Haruka was able to view everything. Even… even the restricted archives. Probably… no… it was truly… too much for her.'

The drive back was uneventful.

Though Haruka was at the passenger seat, she had remained silent and evaded his periodic glances by focusing her attention on the view from her window. Heero being a man who never really spoke much… opted to center his mind into driving and on the road they were traveling instead.

'She… she might need some time to think. Especially now that everything has been unveiled to her... it is no simple task for someone in the present to understand what happened to me and of course… all the things I did on my past.'

The silence between them was deafening. The evening was still young but the tensed atmosphere infused within the space they were confined definitely did not help the matters surrounding them. It only constricted their awareness and increasing discomfort even more as time quickly spilled yet also crawled much too slowly for both of their likings.

He was purged from his deep musings after recognizing the familiar gate of the Morishima mansion. The brown haired boy carefully parked the sedan near the pavement. Finally getting enough courage to look at her, Heero was instead even more bewildered after setting his eyes on Haruka.

True… her sky blue eyes were fixed on the car's windshield… yet they were dull and vague.

He knew… that her mind was in deep thoughts… drifting far away from where she currently is.

"Haruka… we're already here." Heero softly said… unaware that his eyes were spilling out what he carried within him.

Only… sadness and painful acceptance.

"I… see…." She tepidly replied before opening the car door and quickly exiting the vehicle.

No other words after that.

His cobalt blue irises trailed after the pretty campus idol before recognizing there was something he wanted to tell her.

"H-Haruka…" Heero tentatively called out, nearly wavering from the building pressure inside his chest.

The raven haired beauty turned her head slightly to face him, she had just removed the lock from the service gate and was already about to enter.

Her kind, attractive cornflower irises… were evading him. It was apparent that the lovely young woman had been in deep contemplation.

Yet even after receiving her attention… she was still unable to look at him in the eye.

"I'll… talk to you soon."

"O-ok." Heero mildly responded though in his heart, he knew that her words were analogous to the phrase 'give me some space'.

'So… this is the pain of being left. It really hurts. But with all the things I did… it was something I definitely deserved… and anticipated even.'

His heart howled in sorrow and the windows to it… those Prussian orbs revealed all he had frantically desired to remain hidden.

Those profound emotions… trampled in defeat.

-oxo-

His reminiscence dissipated into nonexistence like smoke ebbing onto thin air.

He wasn't sure if it was due to inherent instincts or a matter of otherworldly coincidence but the instant he returned his focus at the school gates…

"There she is…" Heero mumbled.

However, instead of making his presence known like the other day, he hid further behind the tree, concealing himself from her view. The Gundam Pilot ascertained that his decision was right… for in doing so his expectations were met by Haruka in the manner he projected.

The raven haired beauty turned her head to scan the surroundings before urging her closest friend Hibiki to leave the premises immediately.

Slowly, he left his hiding place and revealed himself after she and her friend were already a considerable distance away from where he stood.

"I guess… it can't be helped. Especially after someone sees all the horrors I've done." The Perfect Soldier sadly noted as he placed both hands inside the pockets of his trench coat while gazing at Haruka's slowly fading form.

"Yo! Heero! How have you been?!" A familiar voice hailed him.

"Hey Heero! Over here!" Another person spoke, calling out his attention.

He shifted his attention at the left edge of his peripheral where an object seemed to flicker.

It was two young men he knew… the few friends he came to acknowledged here in Kibitou, namely - Junichi Tachibana and Masayoshi Umehara, his former classmates during his brief tenure in their Senior High school.

The two guys were both waving their hands to get his attention before running towards him.

"Hey! How's it going for you, Heero?" Umehara, the more hyperactive between the two greeted.

"Heero, it's great to see you." Junichi kindly said before tapping him lightly by the shoulder.

"Masayoshi… Junichi… it's good to see both of you as well." Heero addressed in return, nodding slightly in his usual composed manner.

"Well now! The only news we heard from you before transferring schools to Europe was that you were already dating Morishima sempai! You devil!" Masayoshi joyously stated after putting an arm over his shoulder.

"You are certainly one silent and smooth operator!" He added, smiling widely at Heero.

"Heero… you didn't return after the holiday break and the final term started. We only learned from Takahashi sensei that you've changed schools after you've been gone for a week already." Junichi narrated to which the spiky haired Masayoshi nodded in agreement.

"You're working things out with her right? Your relationship with her is considered common knowledge on the whole campus. What more with the rumors that both of you were involved in a vehicular accident almost a week ago!" Masayoshi said in detail with excitement evident from the tone of his voice.

"What do you mean… about my relationship with Morishima sempai?"

"She was absolutely gorgeous and very sparkling after returning from the holiday break. She's like… glowing, dude, literally! It's hard to miss! You guys have been seen all over Kibitou during the holiday season. Then she suddenly changed." The spiky haired aspiring sushi chef recounted.

Seeing his growing pique, Junichi pulled the two of them towards the tree where Heero was previously concealed.

"Heero… after news of your transfer spread out, Morishima sempai went on a weeklong absence. Upon her return she was totally different. She became cold and distant… a complete stranger from what she was. She frequently skipped some of her subjects but there were even days she did not report for school at all."

'Haruka…'

"She was hospitalized again for a couple of days. But when sempai got better she… transformed into a very mean and cruel person. Last Valentines day came to be known as the Morishima Massacre, she broke the record off the charts for rejecting a LOT of confessions sent to her that day." Junichi completed while looking seriously in his eyes.

"Haruka… Haruka almost died after you left her!" He remembered Hibiki's words as she mournfully cried on his chest.

He felt something choke the life out of him… wanting to suffocate the air from his lungs.

It was his fault… entirely.

But he and Haruka were already beyond that.

Her avoidance of him was now caused by the revelation of his past.

"Hey, aren't you waiting for her? We're sorry for keeping you Heero. Hope you'd be able to patch things up with sempai." Masayoshi hopefully inquired.

"Oh… she… I… I think she… already left."

"Damn…" The spiky haired boy replied upon hearing his answer.

The three of them were silent for a couple of minutes before Junichi suddenly spoke up.

"Wait… I think we can help you meet her! Uhm… Heero, till when will you be staying here in Kibitou?"

"Probably… a week from now… at most." He supplied.

"Masayoshi… let's make a proper send off for Heero! Let's gather Rihoko, Hiba sempai and Ruriko sempai from the Tea Club along with Nakata-san, Nanasaki-san and my sister from the first years. Then we will also invite Tsukasa-san and Kaoru from our class. Lastly… we approach Tsukahara sempai and ask her to bring Morishima sempai as well!" Junichi elaborately said earning an approving nod from the other boy.

"Right! We'll reserve my family's sushi restaurant for the occasion! That will help bring Morishima sempai and Heero together! That's a great plan, Junichi!"

Heero only smiled subtly as he slowly recalled into mind, the people that Junichi plans to invite for the occasion. First was Rihoko… the bubbly childhood friend of Junichi from class 2-B which he secretly harbors romantic feelings. Manaka Hiba was an upperclassman from class 3-A, laconic and rather peculiar at times but is kind nonetheless. Ruriko Yuzuki was also another upperclassman hailing from class 3-A, the president of Rihoko's Tea Club, responsible, outspoken and always offer great insights. It was from Manaka and Ruriko where he first confirmed the extent of the rumors surrounding him and Haruka.

Sae Nakata was the very cute, chestnut haired girl he met on the cafeteria during his first day in Kibitou Senior High. Physically attractive, well endowed though quite timid but very refined, it has been expected that she'll be the school's next idol when Haruka graduates after this school term. Ai Nanasaki, a friend and classmate of Sae from the first years was the girl he rescued that one evening at the back alleys of Kibitou's Commercial District after he and Haruka spent the afternoon inside the Arcade Center. Always misinterpreted for being silent and aloof, Ai's natural beauty matches perfectly with her own grace and competitiveness when it comes to swimming. While Miya Tachibana was Junichi's younger sister, she is cute, lively and strongly denies her noticeable brother complex, she completes the trio of friends between her, Sae and Ai.

Tsukasa Ayatsuji was their dedicated and dutiful class representative that Heero had always maintained a very good professional relationship. A simple beauty, her intellect and proactive approach in matters usually dissuade potential suitors on pursuing the highly dependable young woman. Heero, however, knew that somewhere behind that facade is a different girl… something devious he couldn't quite place a name on which was why the Perfect Soldier always kept his guard when she's near him.

Kaoru Tanamachi… could be considered as the closest (more than Junichi & Masayoshi) and his only female friend on their class, 2-A. She also nurtured serious romantic feelings for him and was on the losing end of the love triangle wars where his heart was at stake. She fought tooth and nail with Haruka during those times to get his affection, despite her overwhelming disadvantage. She bravely and gracefully accepted her defeat after he rejected her when it became clear to him that he had always and solely loved the kind, playful and witty black headband wearing sempai.

'It… would be nice to see Kaoru. I wonder how she's been doing.'

Hibiki Tsukahara meanwhile was the silent, serious and devoted captain of Kibitou Senior High's swim team. He considered her as a close acquaintance being Haruka's best friend. She was… the sole witness who saw and knew most of the circumstances surrounding his relationship with Haruka. He was very grateful to her after helping him during that time Haruka misinterpreted his actions with Chizuru Hotaru. She was the lone observer who saw the entirety of Haruka's tragic fall from grace when he suddenly vanished from her life. He made a mental note to properly apologize, express his utmost regret and of course… convey his deepest appreciation to Hibiki before the time comes for him to leave.

'To leave…'

He ruefully smiled at his situation. It was a scenario he had prepared for… innumerable times even before his successful return. Right now he was already thankful for being given the chance to save Haruka and be reunited with her… even for a short while. But the gravity of its fullness has yet to sink in for Heero. The circumstance of him… failing and losing her. Yet in spite of all that, he was earnestly glad for this opportunity given to him. He had shown her all about him… the unadulterated and naked truth. The Gundam Pilot knew… the next time they talk will probably be the last so he would just have to content himself by cherishing what little time left for him on her timeline.

Of course… he wasn't shutting the door yet for a miracle.

Haruka will accept him and they will be together.

Even, if it was but a far-fetched dream now.

"So… what do you think Heero? Today's a Monday… Wednesday might be a good day to celebrate your welcome and ironically, send off party!" Masayoshi stated, waiting for his confirmation.

"Sounds like a good plan, thank you… Masayoshi… Junichi." Heero decided, nodding subtly at both guys.

"You're welcome, Heero. Anything we could do to help you." Junichi answered.

Tuesday, technically, it's the second day of every work week and for students… once this day is over, the week would pass faster than anticipated and it will be over as well in no time. Hibiki questioningly followed Haruka as the pretty campus idol was quickly dragging her again out of the school gates like the previous days since her return to the academy last Saturday. Her best friend had been elusive and didn't mention anything else about Heero after spending the entire Friday with him last week since his return.

She had always respected Haruka's need for privacy and despite the suddenness of Heero Yuy's arrival a part of her was still relieved. Though she was still admittedly… furious for his unexpected disappearance that left Haruka broken, hopeless and bitter… she was alleviated by the fact that he did something right by saving Haruka from an accident that could've cost her friend's life. And from the way she saw them… Haruka crying in respite after getting reunited with him, she would support whatever decision her closest friend comes up with… even if that equates to getting back together with Heero. It was obvious… Heero and Haruka, though she has yet to fall in love - those two easily reflected a couple who were deeply, hopelessly and madly in love with each other.

She still wondered though… the true reason behind Heero's disappearance and the motives surrounding his reemergence. Hibiki wanted to believe on the person's innate goodness. She surmised that the brown haired boy must have realized his mistakes and truly loves her friend which drove him to return to Kibitou in order to win her back. Haruka meanwhile… was unmistakable. She plainly admitted to her that she is still very much in love with Heero during their conversation inside the hospital after the accident. After they dropped her off in front of her residence… the two of them drove off into the night to settle matters between them.

'What happened since then?'

Haruka was absent the succeeding day… the whole Friday. She returned last Saturday and since then… everything has been like this. The raven haired beauty was always in deep thoughts during classes and even while on breaks. She had repeatedly attempted to ask Haruka if there was something bothering her, but all she got was a simple 'no' response and a sideways shake of her head. The reaction was robotic… automated and constant. Yet each time she initiates the question, Haruka's first reaction was similar to a person splashed with a bucket of ice cold water all over before transmuting into that robotic persona.

Hibiki was not only curious…. but was also absolutely worried. A normally talkative, expressive and lively person such as Haruka becoming the polar of how she was before is disturbing. The swim team captain is only sure of one thing though, the lovers are facing a great crisis. Especially after two of Heero's previous classmates had approached her earlier and invited them to attend a get-together with the stoic young man before he leaves once more.

'Why would Heero leave Kibitou once again? Is that the reason of Haruka's own troubled disposition for the past couple of days? Something… is going on between the two. Something… definitely went wrong.'

They had just cleared the downhill trail that led to their school and were already on the way towards the main intersection when Hibiki opened a conversation.

"It was here… precisely at this spot where you and Yuy-san confronted each other last week." She began, halting dead on her tracks not making any step further.

Haruka stopped walking as well but remained silent.

"I haven't seen him since that night but with the way you've been dragging and using me as a shield each time we are about to exit the campus… I guess it is right to say you are evading him. You know… he is waiting for you."

The raven haired young woman said nothing.

Deciding to push things for Haruka to open up, Hibiki ratcheted the matters revolving around the topic at hand.

"During lunch break, two of Yuy-san's previous classmates… Junichi Tachibana and Masayoshi Umehara approached me to invite us on a get-together bash as well as…" The foxy eyed young woman trailed while carefully observing her friend's reaction.

"…a send off party for Yuy-san. He is leaving once again, Haruka. Are you not aware of this?"

It elicited a solid response from her closest friend.

Her lips slightly parted… but her cornflower eyes revealed the fullness of her shock.

The raven haired young woman's face faintly contorted… tipping out the internal struggle she was having a great difficulty in containing. There was… a myriad of emotions that wanted to burst out from Haruka… a wide range that Hibiki was unable to interpret. All she could understand was that her best friend was carrying an enormous burden… somewhat torn between two opposing sides. Other than that she had no idea on what kind of dilemma Haruka was seriously troubled with.

"N-no… I-I didn't… know…"

"Haruka… I know you would only approach me when you need my advice. But just for this instance, even though I don't understand anything… I implore you to listen on this unsolicited opinion… it would be wise to properly settle… or close all matters with Yuy-san before he leaves." Hibiki gently told Haruka.

"He… is… leaving… once again…"

"I don't know what happened between the two of you the last time you were together. But as things stand right now, an impasse would work badly for the both of you. Please, Haruka… I'm not doing this for him but as your friend… talk to Yuy-san."

"I… I don't know… Hibiki…" Haruka said yet the conflict was easily discernible from her tired face and the dark rings surrounding her eyes.

"I've… I've been losing sleep about this… I… I don't know what to do…" She said to her before inhaling deeply.

"Haruka…" Hibiki worriedly said after noticing her best friend shake her sideways while biting her lower lip in frustration.

"K-Kuh…" The swim team captain heard the cornflower eyed young woman desperately drag out the heaviness from her breath.

"I'm… I'm about… to lose… him… again… Hibiki…" Haruka acknowledged, her voice cracking like shards of broken crystals after each word she spoke.

"Haruka…"

"K-Kuhhh…" She once again exhaled… like a thread of spikes had been laced all throughout the interior of her chest.

"…and I… I… I don't know… what to do…" Haruka continued as her shoulders began shaking.

"Haruka…"

"Huukkh…" The lovely young woman sobbed, closing her eyes in anguish.

"Oh… Haruka…" Hibiki concernedly uttered as the raven haired beauty placed both hands to cover the area around her nose and lips before leaning on her for support.

"This time… this time… I… I'm going to lose… Heero… forever…" Haruka lamented as she wept in sorrow on Hibiki's shoulder.

That same evening, within the darkness of her room, Haruka sat in front of her study table while tenderly gazing at the framed portrait held by her hand. It was taken more than three months ago, that afternoon she unintentionally ran across Heero inside the Arcade Center. Her fingers gently traced the glass surface of the frame where his face was set. She smiled poignantly… her memories reminding the lovely raven haired young woman of all those times they spent together. And most recently… the overwhelming passion that was unleashed after both of them could no longer deny the true, profound emotions still dwelling inside their hearts.

A lone tear trailed down her left cheek, instinctively she used the back of her palm to wipe off the liquid as the cornflower blue eyed lady resumed her ruminations.

"Haruka… there's still much you must know…"

He was right. Aside from the fact of him being a time traveler was already a very outrageous truth there were still more about him that she had to know. The following day, after eating their brunch due to her waking up late… everything about him was uncovered.

The entire truth about Heero Yuy was displayed before her in its purest form.

The highly sophisticated and sentient EPYON System had guided her journey on his early life's experiences. From the tumultuous Eve Wars, to the short-lived Mariemaia Rebellion, and parts of his young bloody life were all revealed to her. He was a soldier… nope, it was more appropriate to say he is still one. His main job description was to ensure that his mission objectives are completed. Of course, this includes destroying… or rather, killing any obstacle that would hamper in obtaining its accomplishment. He killed many people… soldiers who fought for the opposing side, fighters who stood on his way and warriors who wanted to deny him of victory. But it was not limited to that… his hands were stained as well by the blood flowing from innocent civilians… unwilling bystanders caught in the middle of the firestorm.

She loves him so much.

She wanted to accept every aspect of him.

She strove to understand every facet of him.

But she was restricted by the actuality that her exposure to such experiences was nil.

Zero.

It was this painful truth that has left Haruka torn and wavering.

She could never deny the hard detail that she was ignorant and for the life of her… could never hope to comprehend his tribulations and sufferings.

She wanted to look past his faults… his mistakes… those accidents that resulted to civilian casualties… but she was scared.

She had every right to be.

'He was right… all this time.'

Heero bravely admitted his own limitations… his fears and weakness that initially prevented him from telling her the truth about him. His love for her was warranted… he left her because he had already foreseen the possible outcome and effects when everything has been revealed to her. He didn't want to hurt her or expose her to such difficult… very trying matters.

The Gundam Pilot had forsaken her initially… not to preserve his image, but to spare her from the complexities of his life and the painful realities surrounding it. His return… was prompted by that desire to protect her, keep her safe. It was driven of course by his own resounding love for her.

What would she had been if he never returned though?

Yes… that cold, cruel and vindictive person. An empty shell… of what she once was.

Would she ever love in such a way again?

No. Aside from the experience being traumatizing… she knew her heart could never reach such heights anymore. After all… he was her wings. These feelings still inside her… could only come only once. They were… profoundly matchless… even if he was the first person she had experienced the feeling of love.

Haruka recognized that Heero came back because he wanted to set things right and remove all the blame she placed on her shoulders. To remove all the guilt and sorrow she decided to saddle after his disappearance. After everything was cleared with them… as the ultimate manifestation of his love for her… he exposed the whole truth about him.

"I was deeply troubled with my current circumstances and I am so ashamed of my past that I knew… I was so unworthy of you."

He had every right to be shameful of his past. It was something that no kind-hearted individual could be proud of. All of her initial thoughts and assumptions were proven wrong… she was even very angry at him after degrading his own self worth in front of her.

But does his past make him unworthy of her?

For all aspects concerned… moral, logic, societal, psychological and even practical, Heero Yuy was indeed very unworthy of Haruka Morishima.

"Whatever you see… when you come back… I will understand and support your decision."

'You… you were already expecting this…' Haruka realized, shifting her glance to the right side of the room where the curtains of her windows were slightly parted… revealing the cloudy, moonless night sky.

"…to invite us on a get-together bash as well as… a send off party for Yuy-san. He is leaving once again, Haruka. Are you not aware of this?"

'Of course… because… you're a time traveler… you could not risk lingering here any longer than you should.'

Another tear ran down across her face.

The purpose of Heero's return was to get her back on track, for her to continue her life normally, for her to live on and put their past behind her. He went back to remove the burden she carried and accept all responsibilities for their actions… their relationship… their love for one another.

The brown haired young man waited for her everyday after school hoping she'll give him her decision. Whatever… it may be, though she now understands that Heero was even greatly leaning to the option of her giving up on him. He was expecting that she'll just give up on him. He was waiting for her judgment... for him to carry all their memories on his departure and his existence to be forgotten while she'll be given that long reprieve she rightfully deserves. So… she could be able to start anew.

"Heero…"

The sushi resto-bar owned by the Umeharas' was located at a junction near Kibitou's famed Market strip. After getting his parents approval, Masayoshi had closed the shop and placed a "Reserved – Private Party" sign at the main entrance sliding doors. With the help of Junichi, his sister Miya and Sae, the four of them made the preparations for Heero's homecoming & bon voyage combo party. The sushi along with the other dishes had been prepared personally by Masayoshi's father, a highly respected chef. They had been all over the place since the dismissal of classes which was exactly at four in the afternoon. Heero arrived around four thirty and handed a substantial amount of money to cover for the expenses. Mr. Umehara politely declined but the Gundam Pilot's insistence along with his gratefulness for the friendship extended by Masayoshi during his brief stay in Kibitou eventually persuaded the Umeharas to accept.

The party was set to start by six in the evening yet at five fifteen, Tsukasa Ayatsuji and Kaoru Tanamachi entered the shop and began helping as well. This allowed them to finish everything a quarter before six. Just enough time to spare for the arrival of the other guests.

"Everyone, I'd like to offer a toast for the return… brief stay and of course… impending departure of our friend Heero." Masayoshi announced as all of them raised their glasses in honor of the cobalt blue eyed young man.

"Heero, all in all your stay in Kibitou was short for our liking. Yet even though you have been very quiet and brooding… every moment you spent with us was memorable. Welcome back and farewell on your journey… our friend." Junichi added before all of them clink their glasses.

"Kampai!" Everyone cheered, their smiling faces were reminiscent to sparkling lights that glow and give life to the city during the evenings.

'I… really did make friends here…' Heero mused while looking at the attendees.

"Yuy-sempai!" A kind yet elegant voice called out to him.

He turned to his side after feeling someone pulling at his shirt.

It was Sae Nakata.

The once very timid yet exceedingly cute girl was wearing a black sleeveless dress showing off her nice ample chest and lithe figure. The Gundam Pilot deduced that Sae was trying her best to grow past the 'cute little girl' image and wants to be recognized as a blooming young woman. Heero wondered how much time had passed since he last saw her… Sae had definitely grown into one stunning and highly attractive young lady.

"Sempai, I'd like to say thank you… I am very fortunate to have met you that day in the cafeteria. Because of you… and during the times we worked together on the last Founder's Festival… I have managed to overcome my shyness… little by little every day." The chestnut haired cutie gracefully told him.

"Sae… you've come a long way since I met you. Don't forget - be confident, never waver in your decisions…"

"…And you'll be just fine." Sae completed for him, smiling meaningfully.

"That's right." Heero replied, smiling subtly back at the young lady for remembering his exact words the first time they met.

"Yuy-sempai… or should I say… Red One… how exactly do you see me now?"

"Sae… you're one very attractive young woman now. You have to be careful too when you make decisions as you progress further in life."

"I will Yuy-sempai. But what matters to me most is… at least you see me as a lady now."

"Huh?" Heero wondered, especially after seeing Sae's face glow a faint shade of red.

"I have one last request, Yuy-sempai." The cute brown eyed girl confidently stated.

"Anything, Sae."

"Look at me."

"Ok."

Soon as his cobalt blue eyes were fixed on Sae, the chestnut haired girl swiftly moved to his side and planted a soft kiss on his right cheek.

Seeing his shock, Sae smiled amiably at him but her cheeks were now flushed red from embarrassment.

"I still support your relationship with Morishima sempai and fervently hope that both of you will end up together. I know… it was too late when I realized that… I like you, sempai. Not as an older brother… but something much… deeper." Sae Nakata confessed with her lovely brown eyes stirring as she stared back at him.

Heero grunted before lightly patting the cute brown eyed girl's chestnut hair.

"Thank you, Sae."

"I will always be your little sister… Chief Yuy." The pretty freshman replied before hugging him.

"Of course… and I will always be the big brother you never had... Specialist Nakata." Heero gently answered as he embraced Sae in return.

"Yuy-san, thank you for having Tachibana and Umehara invite me to your party." A nice and formal voice spoke.

Heero was sitting by the bar while eating salmon sashimi when he turned to face the speaker.

The young woman had long straight black hair, with evenly cut bangs falling just right above her brows. Her round black irises readily held a friendly glint though the Gundam Pilot could not help his intuition from alarming him that there truly is more to Tsukasa Ayatsuji than meets the eye. But barring those thoughts aside, Tsukasa has her own subtle charm and smart beauty that she knows to use when the occasion calls for.

"Class Rep… Ayatsuji-san, your attendance here is a pleasure as well."

The girl timidly smiled in response to his statement.

"So… are you staying in Europe permanently?"

He subtly smirked and nodded in return.

"Don't you have any plans on returning? Or… is there no more reason for you to return?"

The brown haired boy was left speechless from her manner of questioning. Ayatuji's inquiries hovered between the boundaries of intellectual discreetness and plain curiosity.

"As of this moment… I really am not sure, Ayatsuji-san."

"Your first arrival was sudden. Your first departure was sudden. Your return here is again… sudden. It would be right to assume though that because of this gathering… your next departure would break the pattern." Tsukasa inquisitively noted with the edge of her lips curled mischievously.

'I must say that I respect your cunning, Tsukasa.'

"Yes, you are right there. In about less than a week from now… I'll be leaving Kibitou."

"Yuy-san, though it was only three months… you've proven yourself to be a highly dependable and responsible classmate. I was fortunate that you were my partner during cleaning duty. And you definitely went out of your way to help out the Mechatronics club finish the gigantic centerpiece for the Founder's Day Festival."

"It was nothing Ayatsuji-san. I only wanted to help and luckily, I possessed some skills that were quite useful in finishing that project."

"Very modest as always, Yuy-san. It makes me quite depressed that you're no longer around for next school year's events."

"Your leadership skills are commendable Ayatsuji-san. Even if I'm no longer around, I'm pretty sure there will always be someone here to take my place. Good luck on the next student council, Ms. President." Heero stated before extending his hand out to Tsukasa.

"And your dependability will certainly be missed, Yuy-san. Though I reckon… one person might say otherwise, especially when she could go all out against her entire batch to prove to everyone how much your worth truly is." The straight black haired student representative naughtily teased referring to someone both of them knew.

'Discreet as expected from you… Ayatsuji.' Heero thought as she accepted his handshake.

Heero gently ruffled his mass of chocolate brown hair as he sat down on the table Manaka Hiba, Ruriko Yuzuki and Rihoko Sakurai was seated. After his conversation with Tsukasa, Rihoko pulled the unsuspecting Gundam Pilot towards the table where the Tea Club had decided to settle.

Ruriko Yuzuki, the eyeglasses-wearing President of the Tea Club smiled kindly in acknowledgment of his presence. Manaka Hiba, the cryptic-speaking Vice President of the same club nodded her head to him while Rihoko handed a small box of pastries.

"Yuy-san, we haven't properly expressed our gratitude yet since that time you helped our club! So once again, in behalf of the Tea Club, our deepest thanks!" Rihoko cheerfully stated nudging the package closer to him.

"Thank you, Rihoko, Yuzuki sempai and Hiba sempai. By the way, what's inside?" Heero inquired after politely expressing his appreciation to the three young ladies.

"That's a box full of Rihocchi's favorite cream puffs. We also need to apologize for having her buy your send off gift. She just bought something that would please her instead." Ruriko excused which caused Rihoko to turn red from embarrassment.

"Well… when I asked Junichi about Yuy-san's preferences he could not give me any options. Instead he referred me to Morishima sempai. But when I approached her, she…." Rihoko trailed obliviously, causing Ruriko place a hand on her forehead to partially cover her eyes from discomfort.

"Tactless." Manaka interjected cutting Rihoko Sakurai in mid-sentence and saving their table from the growing unease.

"Yuy-san please excuse Rihocchi once more. She means well… but is quite insensible on such matters… causing her own stalemate with Tachibana-san." Ruriko explained earning another wide-eyed unknowing look from Rihoko.

"B-but… what did I do now?" The dark orange haired girl from 2-B innocently queried.

"Yuy-san… things have been very tense for Her since your sudden departure. We are fully aware that we have no business on your private matters but please… resolve all your issues. She's back to where she was when you first left. A month from now is the period of University Exams, so concentration is quite critical for us Third Years."

He knew Ruriko and Manaka weren't close to Haruka similar to the bond she shared with Hibiki. But the Perfect Soldier easily understood where the spectacles wearing young woman was coming from. It showed concern for Haruka's future and well-being. Their awareness to his and Haruka's relationship made him deduced that the raven haired young woman in his heart had truly suffered so much that it was visibly felt by even those around her.

"I will, sempai. I… truly appreciate your concern."

"Yuy-san… does leaving her for the second time the only valid option left to do?" Hiba Manaka cryptically inquired, the depth of her words was like that of a puzzle… challenging him to solve.

"Manaka!" Ruriko stressfully called out, attempting to dissuade the laconic girl from her method of questioning. Yet Manaka only held out her hand to stop the Tea Club President from intervening.

"Answer me Yuy-san… to go back and save her… then leave again. What good would that do for her?"

"Hiba sempai…"

"I saw you save her, Yuy-san. She would have been crushed to death by the ten-wheeler truck that day if it were not for you. From what happened after that… it was pretty much identical as that time you were together during the Shrine Festival. Now you're leaving once again… while she is not here. It is precise to say that there is discord between the two of you."

"Yuy-san, you don't have to answer Manaka. Please excuse her attitude… the sweet sake might have affected her rationale thinking. She's not usually like this." Ruriko interceded.

"No, I think her inquiry is acceptable." Heero calmly responded before addressing the question, "Hiba sempai, if leaving her would yield to potentially the best long term results then I believe it is justifiable."

"Thank you Yuy-san for obliging my query." Manaka replied bowing respectfully to him.

The Perfect Soldier returned the gesture kindly.

"I… was expecting to see Her here though." The normally laconic third-year softly said, speaking her thoughts out loud.

"Eh? Who?" Rihoko asked in wonder.

"Rihocchi… one day when you grow up, you'll understand." Ruriko replied in exasperation before shifting her glance at Heero.

"But how about you… are you fine with the way things are going?"

"My… my utmost priority is to respect Her wishes, whatever it may be, Yuzuki sempai. My feelings are insignificant." He honestly supplied while gazing seriously into Ruriko's eyes.

"Yuy-san…" The short haired President of the Tea Club worriedly uttered after hearing his answer.

"She certainly is unrivaled. I must concede this especially with the way you treasure her." Manaka commented before smiling mysteriously at him.

He only grunted, tipping his head slightly at the enigmatic third year.

"Uhm… are we talking about Morishima sempai?" Rihoko finally spoke, earning all of their attention.

"Welcome to Earth, Rihocchi." Ruriko replied in frustration before looking apologetically at him.

"Please Yuy-san… excuse her once again. She's still naïve in such matters." The eyeglasses wearing third year said after shaking her head sideways while being supported by her arm.

"It's ok, sempai."

"Yuy-san… she looked troubled when I… mentioned you." Rihoko apprehensively told him, her sincerity was evident from the concerned look on her gentle face.

"Don't worry about it, Rihoko, but thank you for telling me."

"Uhm… I may not be really good at such matters, nor can comprehend the issues between you two… but Yuy-san, you still chose her over Kaoru… so you must cherish her, no matter what."

'Rihoko… your honesty, simple-mindedness and straightforward outlook in life was what made Junichi like you. It is a very admirable trait… one that I have to admit I am envious of, considering all the complexities that happened in my life.'

"I will do my best, Rihoko. That much I can promise." He truthfully answered earning a hopeful beam from the kind young woman's lips.

"Yuy-san, our club would always be in debt for all the assistance you extended during your short stay in Kibitou Senior High. We are truly grateful… and our best wishes to your future endeavors… wherever it may lead you." The bubbly young woman closed, smiling appreciatively at the Gundam Pilot.

Having said that all three, Rihoko, Ruriko and Manaka bowed respectively to him in unison, Heero smiled subtly and returned the notion as well.

The party continued its joyous atmosphere inside the Umehera's sushi resto-bar. After getting cornered and placed on the spot by the Tea Club, Heero proceeded to spend his time mingling with Junichi and Masayoshi, expressing his gratitude for the festivity and their efforts through few yet consequential words. Both boys were equally thrilled, they had been after all his only guy friends when he was stranded accidentally on to the current timeline. Their conversation however was cut short when Masayoshi was called in by his father to replenish the food while Junichi was asked by Miya and Rihoko to fix a loose light bulb near the shop's entrance. Left alone, Heero surveyed the area occupied by the small restaurant - it was cozy and the ambience was typical for a traditional Japanese shop. He briefly wondered at his current situation, mingling casually with civilians and easily relating to the relaxed mood prevalent within the span's borders. He had truly been quite successful with his cover… that was 'to blend discreetly with the civilian population'.

The usually taciturn and brooding young man not only did that… he even fell in love with a regular civilian girl. It exceeded his mission objectives by a wide margin… going way past the safety thresholds he had deliberately installed. These emotions had driven his return and from the way his discussions with the other girls ran so far… it would be wise to say that his relationship with the black headband wearing raven haired young woman had been clearly seen or felt despite their discreetness about it. She was the campus idol after all… physically, the loveliest flower in the entire garden. A lot of guys and even some among the girls envied him for successfully ensnaring the ever elusive heart of the lady with cornflower blue orbs.

He had been the first and only one who did so… despite the fact that his own admittance to such feelings only came after she had confessed her true emotions for him.

"How have you been, Heero?" Someone tenderly said to him, distilling his memories from those poignant moments.

The voice was not Hers, the tone was different… it had that certain brashness and liveliness he knew could only belong to one certain girl.

"I'm fine, Kaoru. How about you?" The Perfect Soldier acknowledged gazing kindly at the young woman on his left.

Since the last time he saw her, Kaoru's wavy black hair have grown rather… lush and attractively. The wild glint in her dark irises was not present, but the sparkle it currently held could never deny her own growing elatedness on seeing him. She was wearing a white long-sleeved turtleneck shirt and faded stone washed slim-fit denims. Her brown boots, sallow winter scarf and dark mocha winter jacket complimented her ensemble perfectly. He was all appeased upon seeing the small warm smile reflected from her smooth lips.

"I… I'm good, Heero. It's… nice to see you again." Kaoru slightly stammered while she greeted him.

"Can I… uhmm… can I talk to you… alone for a while?" She added, attempting to sound as calm as possible.

The Gundam Pilot smiled slightly at the tomboyish young woman before discreetly leading her out of the restaurant.

"It feels like a long time has passed already, Heero." Kaoru gushed as she exhaled a warm mist of air from her lungs.

"It certainly is, Kaoru. How have you been doing these past few months?" The Perfect Soldier replied after both of them had decided to settle in front of the closed shop just beside the Umehara's sushi resto-bar.

"Well… I'm still working part-time at Café Restaurant Totosu. My mom and I are back to the good old happy days. While… my school marks still leaves a lot to be desired. But I'm hanging on, I've… I've been really giving it my best since that time you were still tutoring me." Kaoru recounted, a faint shade of red peeking out from her cheeks.

He smirked subtly and grunted at the feisty young woman.

"Heero… I… well…"

"What is it, Kaoru?"

"Well… it's just… you… suddenly transferred out. I… wanted to have at least said goodbye to you before you left." Kaoru admitted, turning her gaze slightly away from him.

"It was… unexpected. I wasn't able to tell anyone about it."

"Even… Morishima sempai?" The tomboyish girl hesitantly asked.

"Yes."

"I… see."

They were silent after that. Heero sighed as he surveyed the length of Kibitou's Market strip, it was already quarter before eight in the evening and the number of people wandering the avenue had considerably thinned down since. Fortunately, the weather seemed to have agreed accordingly with his sendoff party as snow was unexpectedly absent all throughout the day.

The brown haired boy heaved another breath before turning his head and meeting Kaoru's stare. His cobalt blue irises fixed themselves comfortably soon as they collided with her dark orbs. The fiery young woman averted her eyes from him… as if a hot, stinging sensation threatened to burn her. It was evident enough from the warm color of pink emanated from her cheeks.

"Heero… I… I would have been no different than Morishima sempai if you had chosen me and suddenly left that way."

"Kaoru…"

"She was deeply hurt by your actions… we… I… even got into an argument with her about you last Valentines day." Kaoru confessed with her black orbs staring deeply into his.

"Kaoru…"

"I did that because, Heero… I still have you… here." The tomboyish young woman admitted, placing her hand above her chest.

"I know… we're already past that. But you can't just expect these feelings to vanish straight away." She explained while smiling tenderly at him.

"I never intended to hurt you because of my actions… especially her."

"What's done has been done, Heero. But I'd just like you to know, that… I won't take it out on anybody. I'll cry, that's for sure… but I would surely punch you in the face if you ever did that to me when I see you again." Kaoru stated before realizing that her eyes were already glassy.

The brown haired boy gently embraced the fiery young woman. Kaoru silently cried on his shoulder as she spoke the words contained by her heart.

"You two have to get back with each other. I want to believe, Heero! I want to believe that you chose Morishima sempai before me because you two are truly meant for each other! Even if I lost to her, I still want to see both of you together… both of you… end up with each other!"

"Kaoru, there are things between me and Haruka that could not match up with the realities of life. Maybe, it was supposed to be this way."

"Don't talk like that. Even now, it's clearly written on your face how much you truly love her! You have to do everything that you can and convince her that what you two have… is a love worth fighting for!"

"Kaoru…" Heero trailed, feeling his heart skip its regular beating after hearing the wavy haired girl's statement.

"I have full trust in you, Heero. I do, because I still love you! And your happiness lies with Morishima sempai! I know you can do it… we girls… well, we're fickle-minded… capricious at critical moments. Tell her how much she means to you. And know this… no one could go as far as what she did for you if she didn't love you so much!"

'I know, Kaoru… I too also feel her. I already did tell her... everything. But the truth is… the ball is in Haruka's court now. Whatever happens from hereon is dependent on her decision.'

He smiled forlornly before gently stroking Kaoru's back as the tomboyish young woman wept earnestly on his chest.

He made sure that Kaoru had properly regained her composure before they went back inside the sushi resto-bar. However, considering the topic of their discussion it was unavoidable for the fiery young woman to suppress her own feelings… as evident from the puffiness and redness of her eyes. Truth be told… for better or worst, Kaoru Tanamachi inadvertently played a role in Heero and Haruka's relationship. Her arrival and subsequent entry into the field allowed Haruka to finally admit her feelings for the stoic mobile suit pilot. While her confession to Heero ultimately impelled the cobalt blue eyed young man to recognize his true emotions for the lovely campus idol.

It was incongruity… an irony conjured by fate to pave the way for those that were truly destined. Kaoru's part was no different than a martyr… for the lovers to find each other, to realize the magic between them… she needed to suffer. She was like a candle wick, needed to be ignited for the flame to melt the wax and thus the lamp to shine its brightness.

Heero acknowledged her relevance, for Kaoru braved enough trials and hardships to let her feelings for him be known. But alas… his heart, mind and soul were a half which could only be completed with the other half that belonged to Haruka.

The Perfect Soldier silently sipped another serving of Amazake or sweet sake, a low alcohol traditional drink that is common and quite popular in Japan especially during the winter season. He continued to muse over those fond times spent with Kaoru that he failed to notice the person standing by his right side for some time already.

"Nice to see you again, Yuy sempai." A mellow voice awakened him from his thoughts.

He shifted his attention from the paper cup to the speaker and was pleasantly surprised to see a girl with uneven short hair bow at him. The young woman had deep set black irises and a faintly reserved smile mirrored on her lips. She was wearing a yellow parka over a simple beige shirt and navy blue denims.

"You as well, Ai-san."

The girl took his reply as an indication for them to carry on with the conversation as she readily sat at the empty chair found on his right side.

"Yuy sempai, I am really glad to have been given the chance to see you before you leave. Thank you once again for coming to my rescue that evening."

"I just… did what anyone would do in my position, Ai."

"Nope." Ai thoughtfully disagreed, shaking her head sideways before continuing, "Most guys I know would have ran away from that situation."

"I was very lucky that night, Morishima sempai was with you."

He subtly nodded upon being reminded of the circumstances surrounding them that eventful evening. They just happened to be there… by sheer coincidence. Haruka's kind and compassionate nature paved the way for him to act despite his own reluctance on meddling with the natural course of history. There were occasions the mobile suit pilot found himself wondering if his actions were right as it altered the intended yet atrocious events of that night. He played the role of providence and rescued the young woman from such a cruel fate. But what right does he truly have? He would have never been there if not for the Fold Generator… Haruka would never have gone home late after spending time with him in the Arcade center. Yet, Ai would have surely suffered. It was this paradox that he found too difficult to swallow. His morals would console him by always justifying that his actions saved an innocent life.

He gave Ai Nanasaki a chance to live normally… free from the resulting physical, emotional and psychological trauma if the events of that evening proceeded without his intervention. He protected her innocence and most importantly allowed the promising young swimmer to go onward with her life.

'Everything would have been simple though… if Haruka did not get involved.' Heero thought, remembering the moment she disobeyed his instruction to just hide behind the boxes while he dealt with the gang members.

"Yuy sempai?" Ai queried, washing him out from his ruminations.

"Yes?"

"I still can't forget Morishima sempai that night… she was strongly against the idea of leaving you behind while we call for help… even when I already told her that its what you wanted." The girl with short, uneven haircut told him, smiling quietly at the mobile suit pilot.

"Ai…"

"I knew right then… that you are someone very special to her. She could only be seen with Tsukahara sempai after school. There hasn't been any guy lucky enough to go home with her."

"We… were friends… she was among the few individuals I first met after I transferred here."

"Well… back then, you maybe only friends. But it is obvious enough that there is something exceptional with your relationship to each other. Yuy sempai… I was greatly relieved after seeing you kept Morishima sempai safe despite being outnumbered."

He softly chuckled from her remarks.

"Those crooks… you really gave them one serious beating. While Morishima sempai… she was all happy and already relieved when I arrived with the police."

"I don't want to lose you… You're the most important person in my life." Haruka tenderly whispered as warm tears flowed profusely from her cornflower orbs.

The mobile suit pilot felt a slight twitch somewhere at the deepest regions of his heart.

"You are indeed very special to Morishima sempai. I may not truly have the entire liberty to disclose this… but she was all restless and worried when she learned you were going out with Tanamachi sempai to the theme park that day."

"Ai… how did you…"

"Miya-chan learned about it from Sakurai sempai… after she informed us… Sae-chan was greatly alarmed that we told Morishima sempai."

'So… Haruka knows… about that time I went out with Kaoru.' Heero mused.

"Yuy sempai…" The freshman swimmer trailed while lightly holding the hem of his wrist.

His cobalt blue irises landed on Ai's hand before gazing at the cool beauty emanated by the normally placid young lady.

"Please… talk things through with Morishima sempai. You mustn't give up on her, when Tsukahara sempai confirmed that you two were already together, I was personally happy for both of you."

"Ai… I think it would be difficult for Morishima sempai to maintain distractions such as this kind of relationship when she prepares for University Exams, especially, when we'll only get separated by distance."

"But Yuy sempai, Morishima sempai didn't give up even when you just disappeared. She liked… no, she loved you for a reason! I witnessed that during the night you saved me. A very responsible and highly dependable boy… if ever I'd have a special someone, I want him to possess the same qualities you have!" Nanasaki seriously explained while eyeing him determinedly.

"Ai, I am far from the kind of guy you picture me to be. My irresponsibility caused our relationship's own collapse."

"Yuy sempai, everyone makes mistakes: you, me, Morishima sempai, Tsukahara sempai… everyone! I think anyone deserves a second chance. You came back here for a reason. I believe you returned for Morishima sempai's sake. I believe in you… Yuy sempai, since that night, I have the same confidence in you that Morishima sempai has." The freshman swimmer resolutely stated, her dark irises sparkling boldly.

'If you only knew, Ai… all the trials… difficulties... I went through just to return here. Me and Haruka are already past that… it's the truth about me which I'm sure she has difficulty in digesting. But the status of our relationship lies solely with her decision. I have no other option but accede to whatever her choice is.'

He lightly ruffled Ai's short, uneven black hair, nodding lightly in understanding at the kind yet normally quiet girl.

Both Heero and Ai where a bit startled when the sushi resto-bar's traditional Japanese sliding door slid open. The two of them curiously turned their heads towards the entrance's direction and were a bit astonished at the sight that welcomed them. It was the strict and reserved swim team captain from the third years, the best friend of the young woman he loves… Hibiki Tsukahara. The foxy eyed senior student circumspectly scanned the restaurant and was accorded the proper greetings by the other attendees. Upon seeing the person she was looking for, her irises prudently revealed to the mobile suit pilot the news he was dreading all evening.

Hibiki was all alone.

Haruka was nowhere in sight.

It was a clear indication on where the lovers currently stand.

Oblivion.

The other partygoers clearly wanted to ask a plethora of questions yet knowing Heero's presence and the current atmosphere inside the Umehara's resto-bar decided to just keep all those inquiries buried inside their minds. It would be in poor taste to spoil the ongoing merriment in tribute to the impending departure of the brown haired boy. Despite the various thoughts, assumptions and queries lounging within them… they decided to remain silent and intentionally disregard Hibiki who was easily perceived as the herald of bad tidings.

"Yuy-san… can I talk to you… alone?" Hibiki considerately asked after approaching Heero and Ai.

"It's ok, Tsukahara sempai… we… we were waiting for you… actually. Yuy sempai… I'll be leaving you now, please excuse me as well, Captain." The younger girl said before Heero slowly nodded.

"Thank you, Ai-chan." The serious captain of the swim team answered as Ai Nanasaki bowed and left them.

Left with no other choice, once again… Heero led another young woman out of the party place to discuss certain matters that involved his relationship with the raven haired beauty.

It was already half past eight in the evening, the Market strip was already empty save for a few individuals rushing on their way home. Most of the shops had already closed down and only the golden lights from the lamp posts served as the source of illumination in an otherwise dark and starless night.

They crossed the opposite side of the street before situating themselves at the safety railings found near the pavement right next to a lamp post. Hibiki's gaze was still locked on the front door of the Umehara's when Heero placed both of his hands inside the pockets of his trench coat. The Gundam Pilot keenly surveyed the surrounding area, waiting patiently for his acquaintance to strike up the conversation.

The usually quiet yet strict upperclassman transferred her gaze at the span of the Market strip where a small number of people could still be seen pacing towards the train station. He was quick to notice the uneasiness and the concern that the swim captain tried to hide but still revealed by her overcast eyes.

Heero was never a man who will initiate the conversation unless absolutely necessary, and even with the situation at hand… the Perfect Soldier knew he lacked the courage to hear the message that Hibiki Tsukahara would soon convey.

"Yuy-san?"

"Tsukahara sempai." He acknowledged, meeting the young woman's eyes with his.

"The reason I arrived late was because I tried convincing Haruka to come here. But she was quite adamant on her refusal."

"I… see."

They became silent again for a couple of moments after that exchange, with Hibiki only staring at the emptiness of the night while he quietly observed the swim team captain.

"Yuy-san… I know I have no right to pry or anything about your relationship with her. But I just don't understand what's been going on since you left and your sudden reappearance."

Without waiting for his response, she continued.

"You… two… that day when both of you were reunited… I thought everything would be ok now since you returned. Don't get me wrong on this… I am not vouching for you, Yuy-san. After all Haruka went through… even if you saved her life, you still owe her A LOT MORE!" The upperclassman critically imparted to him.

"Tsukahara sempai…"

"What happened since you two drove me home that night? She was so happy to be with you again! Did you hurt her once more, Yuy-san?! What did you tell her?!" Hibiki agitatedly inquired.

"I admitted everything about me, Tsukahara sempai. I told her the truth about me… and the reasons why I left her."

"Is that so? Then you must know that Haruka DIDN'T TAKE IT WELL, the knowledge of you leaving once again!"

He was… silenced… tongue-tied at the knowledge that Hibiki had just shared.

Still, the brown haired boy knew that he had to keep the discussion rolling… to at least get a grasp on how Haruka has been doing since they separated that evening.

"I waited for her everyday, Tsukahara sempai. Even if she's avoiding me… I waited for her."

"So that's why you're leaving her again because she's avoiding you? Doesn't she have the right to consider things thoroughly? Can't you give her time to think?!"

"Tsukahara sempai, you could hit me once again, however you see fit, but first, listen to me." Heero icily interjected, cutting Hibiki from continuing any further.

He noticed the third year taken aback from his choice of words, yet despite that she heaved a deep breath to calm herself and nodded reluctantly.

"I can't tell you much about the true circumstances surrounding our relationship. But you must know that whatever happens onward depends on Haru… Morishima sempai's decision. I will accept whatever choice she makes. Irregardless of what she decides, I still have to leave… I can no longer stay here." Heero carefully explained with his Prussian blue irises looking intensely at Hibiki.

"You are pushing her to a corner, Yuy-san. So you want Haruka to leave everything behind just for you? You are selfish indeed."

"No, Tsukahara sempai, on the contrary, the truth is… I want her to stay."

"What?"

"There are many things about me… and our relationship that only Haruka would truly understand. Admittedly, I would be lying if I tell you that I don't want her to come with me. But right now… my utmost concern is respecting Haruka's decision. It's… it's what's important to me most."

"Even if it means getting separated from her? Losing her? Why are you doing this?"

"Because I truly am in love with her, Tsukahara sempai. I am giving back to Morishima sempai the right to pursue her happiness in life."

"You ARE the reason of her happiness since you came into her life! You have been her joy ever since!"

"The true meaning of happiness, Tsukahara sempai is being selfless… sacrificing everything for the sake of person you love. I learned this lesson the hard way."

"Yuy-san…"

"Tsukahara sempai… I am really sorry. I could not give you any more details. But if there is one thing I can assure you, is that Morishima sempai will come out better… a stronger person after this, whatever her decision may be."

He saw her stare deeply into his eyes with her own foxy orbs, as if trying to gauge the weight behind his words. The swim team captain then softly nodded in comprehension.

"Haruka… Haruka wants to see you, tomorrow, six in the evening, to the place where a lot of memories were shared."

Heero only grunted in acknowledgment.

"Make her happy, Heero. Please… she has suffered too much already."

"I have no more control on that aspect, Tsukahara sempai. I could only guarantee that you won't be angry at me anymore next time we meet. I will honor anything she would ask of me. Everything lies with her decision."

'The fate of our relationship… lies in her hands now.' He sadly mused before shifting his gaze at the starless skies.

Every step towards her destination left a cutting sensation inside her chest. The closer she got… the heavier her heart grew to be. For every pace the raven haired young woman took as she neared the meeting place was like another nail being hammered thru her heart. Her position was no different to a judge handing out the jury's verdict to the accused.

Or much worst, she was like an executioner about to behead an indicted criminal.

'Heero…'

Haruka took a sweeping glance at her surroundings and drew a long, haggard sigh. Her sky blue orbs studied the area with sadness – as this place held a lot of fond memories. The raven haired beauty closed her eyes for a bit and soon after they opened… recollections of those tender moments stormed her mind.

Memoirs of her and Heero throwing snow balls at each other while laughing wholeheartedly.

She and Heero… were building a pair of snowmen with her teasing the mobile suit pilot for placing a pair of V-shape twigs at the head of his supposed masterpiece.

Those light-hearted moments they fell on the snow with the brown haired boy chuckling softly at her.

Haruka thought her eyes were betraying her… as from everywhere she gazed… the young woman could see herself and Heero sharing all those tender instances within the boundaries of the place.

They were being repeated… replayed incessantly in the background while her heart grieved in sorrow.

They were but phantoms… of a yesterday that seemed have happened so long ago.

As she passed by the rows of trees en route to their meeting place, her eyes landed on the familiar Sakura tree which had been their favorite spot whenever they went there. It was the biggest among its class and the tree had also been a witness to those joyful times she spent with the young man whom she had solely loved.

While making her approach, she was quick to notice that someone was leaning on the tree.

The lovely young woman easily recognized who it was.

Wearing a turtle neck dark green shirt underneath a mocha trench coat, he matched it with stonewashed dark grey pants and a pair of black all-terrain shoes. His mesh of chocolate brown hair tousled gently on the lightly flowing breeze while those piercing cobalt blue irises gazed at her with intense emotions.

"Heero…" Haruka muttered under her breath, stopping dead on her tracks to meet his eyes with hers.

Even after she was standing just a couple of meters away from him, Haruka could still not say anything. It was no different on Heero's case as the Gundam Pilot only smiled subtly at her without making any other gesture. They remained like that, contenting themselves on looking at each other's eyes.

As she stared deeply into his deep cobalt orbs, Haruka saw clearly… the profound feelings he held for her. Her reflection was clearly mirrored into those rich blue irises… even in silence he was already assuring her that no matter what she would say… he would definitely understand.

Her heartbeat was racing… her chest was tightening… it was no different to that time she was about to confess her feelings for him. Her mind was scrambling for anything to say to him… to open up their discussion.

Good thing the Perfect Soldier beat her to it.

"Thank you for coming, Haruka." Heero lightly said.

She softly nodded before replying, "And you as well, Heero… I-I'm sorry I was late… to think it was me who asked for this… meeting."

"Hnn." The brown haired boy grunted… that gentle sound released from his throat whenever he would sincerely acknowledge something she said.

"I… I heard you were leaving." Haruka opened while feeling something invisible seemed to have just suddenly clenched the air out of her lungs.

"I couldn't remain here for long. You… know the limits of my circumstances."

"You… you were able to stay here for three months before." She answered, remembering the length of his initial tenure.

"The… Fold Generator utilized by the Epyon is far superior than the one installed in Wing Gundam." Heero explained.

"Until when… will you be here?"

"About… five more days."

'J-just… five days left?' Her thoughts repeated.

Her heart… was gripped with fear… the knowledge of him… leaving.

"Oh… I… see."

It was the only sentence… she had the courage to say.

"Haruka." Heero softly said after taking a couple of steps towards her.

She slightly lifted her head to look at his face and meeting his eyes… the response was there.

It's time.

"You… were waiting for me every day after classes wanting to hear my answer. I'm… I'm really sorry for avoiding you."

"It's alright, Haruka. I'm sorry too if it seemed that I was pressuring you."

"No… it's ok… I'm the one who's really at fault here. But all those times… I was really thinking about you… about me… about us." Haruka apologized feeling her eyes withering in the face of Heero's kind gaze.

"Haruka, I told you… I would understand and respect your decision. I will fully support you… whatever it may be." The Gundam Pilot gently told her.

"H-Heero…" She muttered while feeling her eyes stirring upon hearing his words.

Her knees were buckling from the weight she was carrying.

Her palms were slightly trembling from the choice she was about to make.

Her lips were quivering from the ache she was bound to accept.

"So, let me hear it… Haruka." The mobile suit pilot prodded… his gaze imploring her.

"I…"

'I want to be with you always. I want to be by your side at all times.'

Her heart… wanted to say if it could only speak for her. Yet it was now on the verge of collapsing from the sheer strain she determinedly placed on its responsibility.

'My heart… please understand… you must carry this burden.'

"I'm… I'm sorry, Heero." Haruka finally revealed.

She had no other option but tell him… even though the price she had to pay was bury that part of her that would always belong to him.

"Haruka." The Gundam Pilot perceptively said.

"I… I'm… breaking up with you." The raven haired beauty added as her cornflower blue orbs became misty.

'My… God… it… hurts…'

She was killing that piece of her that would solely acknowledge him.

"Haruka." The brown haired boy sympathetically replied.

'IT IS SO… DAMN… PAINFUL!'

The lovely young woman despaired in her thoughts… she was giving up all her claims to him.

Right now… she was even driving the nails to the coffin which contained her heart and their relationship.

She was relinquishing her rights to the young man she loves.

"I'm… I'm letting you go, Heero."

It was the final note of the crescendo before everything became still.

Sound simply vanished.

The space between them was muted.

Hot tears streaked down her cheeks compelling Haruka to cover her eyes with both hands.

It was not only painful… it was killing her.

She felt her lungs constrict… knocking out her air passage.

Her chest… and the one… the one inside it furiously rebelled, drawing out a powerful and unbearable sensation in defiance of her decision.

'…know your place, Haruka…'

The campus idol could only sob as she was no longer in the position to stifle her cries.

Repeatedly… in hopes of at least quenching out a fraction of respite.

Her shoulders shook reflexively while her soul… lamented in grief.

'IT HURTS A LOT!' Her mind wailed in anguish… feeling the backlash of her verdict.

As Haruka succumbed to heartache and misery… with everything around her crashing down into ruins… she felt those familiar strong arms encase her in one loving yet bittersweet embrace.

"Shhh…. It's ok, Haruka." Heero gently whispered into her ear.

Unable to stop herself, the lovely young woman returned his embrace and poured out her sorrows unabatedly.

"Remember… you told me that you wanted to grow up and become matured. Your decision… this decision reflects how far you have reached since we met each other."

"Heero… I'm sorry! I'm… I'm really sorry!" She muttered while tightening her arms around him.

It was all she can say.

"It's ok, Haruka. The gap between us… was too large for us to cross. Two persons from different times aren't meant to be. Especially, when you consider that one of them has such a jaded history." The mobile suit pilot soothingly explained, releasing her from any burden.

It was too difficult to bear for Haruka.

How does one simply give up and let go the person most important to them?

How does someone just release the person they still love most?

How does a woman surrender all the feelings and emotions that are still burning for the person they care solely?

All of these questions have no exact answers… but they are among the myriad of queries storming inside Haruka's battered heart and mind.

The Gundam Pilot consoled her, gently running his palm at her back. Her tears soaked his trench coat, sullenly marking a spot where all of her unhappiness rained heavily. Snowflakes fell down lightly from the skies… like the heavens shedding down its grief for a pair of angels that have broken and lost their wings. Only the two of them were within the view deck park… the large Sakura tree… once again bore witness to another momentous event that forever changed the course of their lives.

They stayed in such a manner… for what seemed to her like forever. Heero held her tenderly as she clutched back at him tightly. Haruka cried hard… harder than that night he was on a berserker rage… harder than that afternoon she learned he had left her… harder than that day she thought he had died after rescuing her. It was too painful for her to give up the love she still has for the young man embracing her.

Soon after moments passed… eventually, her sobs died down and her tears dried up.

Heero reluctantly yet gently released her from his embrace. The Perfect Soldier moved slowly to look at her with his piercing cobalt blue eyes.

"It was really… good while it lasted. Those were undoubtedly, the best days of my life here." The young man from another time warmly spoke while smiling lightly at her.

She returned his gaze and softly nodded.

He led her towards the main view deck, near the railings where they had a scenic vista of the whole province of Kibitou. The brown haired boy stood beside her before pointing at the island that was visible on the horizon.

"You always liked this view. The first time you brought me here, you showed me that isle at the edge of the sea. It was… only visible during the change of day. Soon, it would be night time already… the lights that would appear from it will be the only indicators of its presence on earth's sphere."

"Yes." She gently answered while fixing her cornflower blue orbs at the island.

"Look closely, Haruka… let's see this marvel… one last time… together."

'One last time… together.' Her thoughts unhappily repeated.

After a short while, as night fall began its conquest, before the island completely vanished from their vision... small, pin-sized lights began appearing on its surface, one after another. They did not illuminate the isle bright enough similar to the lights adorning a Christmas tree, but they were sufficient to radiate the presence of the land mass despite the overpowering darkness prevalent on the horizon.

"Those lights… they flicker amidst the dimness of the night, like the light coming out from fireflies. But their true purpose is to notify planes or ships in the vicinity that there's a mountain on the island… a reminder to any passersby."

"Yes… you're right." Haruka agreed, her cornflower blue orbs fixing themselves at the isle's location.

"Haruka, just think of all those times that happened between us as wonderful memories, similar to those lights that glimmer during twilight… they are constant reminder of the wondrous spectacle brought by the island during daylight."

True enough, as the spectacle triggered a wave of reminiscence… of various times they were together which started flashing through Haruka's mind.

The first time they went to the view deck park… which was preceded by that unforgettable motorcycle ride after they cut classes for the day.

Their first date as a couple inside the park's premises… initiated by the snowball fight followed by them building a pair of snowmen.

Both of them, laughing while playing with snow before Heero suddenly swept her off her feet and the resulting kiss they soon shared after.

And of course… that instance she reconciled with Heero after the misunderstanding caused by another woman from his workplace.

They were truly… cherished and… fond memories.

As the recollection slowly receded from her thoughts, Haruka turned to her side and was taken aback after noticing that the Perfect Soldier was no longer there.

The raven haired beauty turned around… her sky blue eyes searching for him… only to realize that she was now all alone.

She caught glimpse of something… an object actually, carefully placed on top of the concrete bench behind her.

Haruka made her way towards the bench and found a small brown puppy stuff toy situated above a small card. The stuff toy matched the previous one Heero gave her which she always kept by her bedside.

Curiously she checked the card and recognized that it belongs to GDT Builders CEO Minoru Takeda.

It was the very same contact card which accidentally landed near her by the fountain ledge on that day they first met each other.

"The thing… that brought us to know… each other…" Haruka spoke to herself as she clutched the small brown puppy and the calling card near her chest.

'Heero's gone to me forever…I've lost him… I GAVE UP ON HIM!'

The Gundam Pilot was prepared.

He was… actually, already expecting her response.

It was the contrary however, for Haruka.

She thought she was prepared and she had already cried a lot just a while ago.

But why do tears won't stop falling from her eyes?

Two days have rolled by since her breakup with Heero in Kibitou's View Deck Park. All those time, Haruka worked fervently to get the brown haired boy out of her mind. She busied herself by seriously studying with the intent on catching up with her lectures in time for College Exams. The lovely campus idol was no longer the openly cheerful and happy-go-lucky girl everyone had been accustomed with during her three years in Senior High. Instead, the lovely young woman used a more serious and responsible approach in her dealings. She did not revert to that cold, calculating and vindictive personality that surfaced after losing hope on her relationship with Heero. After their… amicable breakup, Haruka resorted to fulfilling Heero's assessment into a reality that their endeavors resulted to her growing up or finally gaining the maturity expected from her age.

Of course, it was not easy… suffice to say, it was extremely difficult for Haruka. She had lost the most important person in her life on the process. She had to give up all rights and claims… surrender her love for the brown haired boy from another time. But as much as she hated the truth behind her reasons… the cornflower eyed young woman also knew there was nothing she can do to alleviate the vast disparity staring at her when Heero's tribulations are compared to her normal civilian life.

"Haruka, remember when I told you… there are still a lot of things you need to… learn about me."

All of his secrets… the entire truth behind the one referred as the Perfect Soldier… code named Heero Yuy.

"Whatever you see… when you come back… I will understand and support your decision."

He expected. He knew. It would be too hard for her to comprehend all the hell and nightmares he had experienced. His innocence was stripped from him. His life was decided for him. His only choice was to fight… and only in the later part of the war did he truly recognize the value of his own life.

It wasn't her who made him realize that… it was another person.

Someone from his past… Relena Peacecraft.

She was with him all those times, she knows what he has been thru and she can understand it way better than her as the cerulean eyed Relena experienced the wars first hand. He even fought for her cause later on while rescuing her countless times in life and death situations.

She was… more suitable for Heero than her.

What Haruka has… that she knew would never be second to anyone… whether it be to Relena, Kaoru or anyone else… was the love she had for Heero.

Haruka could at least still say to herself, the truth – she was still so much in love with Heero.

If the mobile suit pilot could give up everything for her… risk everything and do everything for her… she will do the same thing for him.

She will let him go and live her life in dedication for him.

But did she really understand his intentions?

Did she truly grasp the meaning of his actions?

And did she ever think twice that her decision was done accordingly to his plans?

Haruka… could never answer those questions without facing her own fears.

Because… She was no different to what she called Heero before learning the truth behind his disappearance.

She was also… a coward.

As much as Haruka would begrudgingly admit to herself… she had succumbed to her own fears and anxieties.

She laid down her arms in surrender to her insecurities and uncertainties.

If Heero had forsaken her before out of fear from his past… she was no different to what he had done.

She had forsaken him out of fear from his tumultuous past.

She was no better than him… actually, she was the worst.

The curly tipped raven haired beauty gently laid down the book she was taking notes on after feeling some recurring itchiness from her eyes.

After rubbing her eyes for relief, the pair of cornflower orbs darted to check the wall clock hung at the partition to her right.

'It's been… two hours since I started studying…'

Haruka tapped edge of her pencil repeatedly on her notebook while her thoughts lingered even deeper to the subject she wanted to avoid.

Despite her best efforts… her mind would always remind her… lure her back… to the topic that is Heero Yuy.

Memories… reminiscences… recollections…

It was understandable though, the campus idol recognized that it was just two days since they parted ways but was quick to acknowledge that it will take her time – a LONG time to be exact to get over him.

That is, if indeed she wanted to get over him.

Would she grow old alone like she told him?

Or would she love someone else and get married?

Then have kids?

Haruka didn't know as no one knows what the future truly holds.

Fate and destiny… were two cruel liars that love to play with the lives of mortals.

"Haruka? I'm coming in." Someone called out from the antechamber.

Without waiting for any response, the person opened the door and walked past her small receiving room before going directly to her bedroom.

It was her mother.

"Mother… there's no need for that… I… I will be eating downstairs…" Haruka replied the moment she saw her mother entering the room carrying a food tray with both hands.

"You've been seriously studying for the past couple of weeks. Even your father has noticed and recognized your efforts. The University Exams is around the corner so… this must be a tough time for you." Mrs. Morishima said without answering her earlier response.

"I… I've been doing some thinking about my future for quite a while now. But Mother… I'll be eating downstairs with everyone…"

"Haruka, the reason I brought you this food was because I wanted to talk with you. I gave your father the excuse that you don't want to be… disturbed from studying which is why I am here now."

"M-Mom…"

"Haruka… you are my eldest child and I am your mother. Despite the years that have come and gone… since I gave birth to you… I can still feel and know when you are in pain and carrying something."

Without waiting for her to reply her mother continued.

"You are… a very expressive and… outgoing young woman, my child. It is easy to know or see what you are feeling by simply just looking into those eyes of yours. When… you were having problems with your boyfriend, I contented myself to being a silent observer, keeping my silence as I watch over you from the sidelines."

'Mother…'

"But since you've been keeping everything to yourself for the past weeks… you acted and pretended that everything is normal… you… studying nose deep… call it mother's instinct but… I sensed there was something wrong that is even beyond you to handle. I felt it's about time I step in and have this conversation with you."

"M-Mother…" The campus idol spoke in disbelief after hearing what her parent had concernedly stated.

"You're a brave young woman, Haruka. But you can't always carry your burdens by your lonesome. Share it with me… perhaps I could help you find some answers." Her mother kindly offered.

'If you only knew Mom… If you only knew how difficult it has been for me…'

All the barriers and defenses she had erected came crashing down on her.

The weight was already too much to bear for her fragile condition.

And here… was a person who sincerely cared and wanted to listen to her problems.

The resulting reaction from her was inevitable, and understandable.

"MOTHER!" Haruka exclaimed before hugging the elder woman and crying hard above her chest.

She told her everything, of course, with the exception of two things, that – Heero was a time traveler and he was a battle hardened child soldier from the future. How they first met, how they got to know each other, how they eventually fell in love with one another. The raven haired beauty was careful enough to leave out those two sensitive details out of consideration that her mother might think she's already lost it.

The lovely young woman narrated the various memories she shared with Heero. She never faltered in recalling all those reminiscences that her heart held tightly in its core - both their happiest and even saddest moments. Her mom only listened and would occasionally run her hand along Haruka's back to calm her down during instances the recollections proved too difficult for her to handle.

"So… you already broke up with this… Heero. He must be a very special boy for you to still like him in such a way. And if memory serves me right, he's your first boyfriend right?"

"Yes." She replied before nodding her head softly.

"I would have been more… at ease knowing you were crying because of him. But you've been holding it since your breakup. A person only does that when they're not yet over with the other party. Tell me, my child… he did return for you. He gave you the right to decide on your relationship with him. Why did you let him go? Was it because he was leaving again?" The older woman inquired.

"N-No…M-mother… I let him go because I don't know if I could truly understand him despite how much I love him." Haruka tearfully explained.

"Understand him? What do you mean, Haruka?"

"There are certain things… let's just say his past circumstances… that I don't know if I could really handle or understand." The pretty campus idol partly divulged.

"Ok… but did these things… or circumstances… have in any way, affected your relationship with him?"

"Yes… Heero left me previously because he feared I might despise him because of it."

"Do you or did you ever hate him because of it?"

"No, Mother… I don't hate or dislike him because of it… I just don't know if I could handle it in the long run. I'm scared that… I won't be able to understand him and provide the support he needs." Haruka answered while wiping away the tears in her eyes.

"How about him… did he ever do something about these circumstances?"

"He… well… Heero returned to me and confessed everything he has been through. He came out and told me everything that is to know about him and those… circumstances. He's been honest and very understanding… he accepted my decision without any complaints." The lovely young woman replied while recalling the recent events that led to their break up.

"I see… and you're hurting all the while because you let him go despite the fact that you never stopped loving him."

Haruka only nodded and was about to burst out in tears once again yet her mother was quick to react. She gently embraced the pretty campus idol and laid her head to rest above her chest.

"Haruka… while its true that your decision reflected your growth in maturity. How you respond to that decision shows your true perspective in life."

"Mother? I don't… quite get you…"

"My child, let me tell you a story about me back when I was your age." Her mother suddenly opened, prompting Haruka to listen intently.

"You know I was betrothed to someone since I was young… a tradition observed by my family."

She only nodded as her mom resumed her tale.

"While I was in my last year in Senior High… I met this boy from another school. I didn't really know him well… but he was persistent and diligent in getting my attention. Never mind the fact that he was… quite attractive, oh… he is handsome. I'd have to admit that. But to cut the story short, we started a relationship after months of courtship."

Her mother sighed and gushed a bit before smiling at her as she picked up where she left off with her story.

"We were so happy and in love during the early part of our relationship. However, I knew my circumstances… so I came out clean and told him I was engaged to someone else. He told me… he didn't believe in such things and he wanted me to run away with him."

"But you were betrothed to father… so you didn't… go with him, right?" Haruka inquisitively said.

"Ohh… I was young and reckless that time. I didn't want to be engaged to someone I don't know so I eloped with him." Her mother candidly admitted, a mischievous glint appearing from her navy blue orbs.

"What? You went away with another man? How did you end up with father if you ran away from the person you were supposed to be betrothed with?"

"Well… after a year while we were quietly living in a small apartment at a distant prefecture… one day both of our parents appeared at the very front of our doorsteps. Upon seeing them… both of us realized one thing. And actually it was hilarious! The man I was supposed to be betrothed with was the man I ran away with!"

"What? But how? And why did it take them a year to find you guys?"

"Your father… was quite a resourceful man. We transferred to a remote region and kept low key identities. Our families were the first to realize this after each side was given our pictures. They hired a private investigator who only managed to track us down after a year."

"But how did you not know that the man you ran away with and the man you were intended to marry was one and the same? Wasn't he ever introduced to you?"

"I was supposed to meet your father through an engagement dinner with our parents, but a week before that I already ran away with him."

"But didn't father have any hunch? Didn't they ever give you each other's names? He knew beforehand you were betrothed to someone, but didn't he tell you it was also the same case with him?"

"Haruka… your father also admitted his situation to me before I decided to run away with him. We just never thought about whom it was that we were supposed to be engaged with. Like I told you… we were young and careless back then. But one thing we were sure of was that we would be together because of our decision. We will be married to one another not because of the agreement or decision of others but because of our choice." Her mother thoroughly explained.

"Mother… during that time you decided to run away with Father before you realized what things were supposed to be… didn't you have any regrets?"

The older Morishima smiled at her daughter before shaking her head sideways.

"No, not even for a second… even when life was so difficult because your Father and I were just starting… I never regretted going with him that day especially whenever I see you and your brother, Toshio."

"Mother?"

"Haruka… you and Toshio, inherited a lot of traits from me and your father. You two were born out of our love for one another. But each time we see you… both of us would always be reminded of our inherent… stubbornness. Your determination and perseverance Haruka… only surfaces when you really put your heart, mind and soul into it. You haven't been like this till you fell in love with that young man."

"Oh… Mother…" She could only utter… never noticing that her sky blue eyes were stirring with emotions after hearing her mother's words.

"But its true… you're irresponsible, immature and happy-go-lucky. You try out anything that tickles your curiosity... and you quickly lose interest all the same. But this… is different. I never thought you would stand your ground against your father for the sake of the boy you love. I think… that was the time I started to recognize that you are truly growing up." Mrs. Morishima thoughtfully relayed.

"Are you speaking as a parent or… from experience?"

"Both. Haruka, the reason why I'm telling you this is not because I see myself in you or I want you to follow my footsteps and elope with Heero, but because I want you to be truly happy."

'Mother?'

"I am afraid… Mother… afraid of the unknown… of things I don't understand. I… am scared that one day I will wake up and find out Heero no longer loves me because someone else knows and understands him better. I want to try… to learn and understand… but I don't have the courage, Mother." The lovely young woman honestly stated.

"Haruka, since there are things you won't clarify… by any chance did this Heero ever cheated on you with another girl? Or he got another woman pregnant?"

"No, Mother… he's been very faithful to me. It's nothing like that… no third-party or whatsoever… But there are times… I just have a tendency to… over assume things." She embarrassingly admitted.

"Oh… Jealousy? It is not something I am proud of… you might have taken that trait from me. But I seriously believe that every woman has the right to feel it when a man declares he loves her in a romantic way and does stupid things." Her mother commented with a soft chuckle.

"However, now, I at least have some idea on where you're coming from. Haruka… all of us are afraid of the unknown. Everyone tends to fear and avoid something they don't understand. It is human nature, my child."

Seeing her daughter looking intently at her, she continued.

"But when you form a relationship with another person and claim that you truly love him. Part of it is accepting and understanding all there is about him. You have to be honest and share everything with your special someone. Once you're able to accomplish that… it would be the only time you could say that you sincerely love that person."

"Mother, I know that. I do love Heero! But..."

"But… it is not enough for you to look past whatever his circumstances are?"

"No, Mother. I love him, I truly love Heero! It's just that…"

How could she tell her… that the young man she loves was not from this time?

How could she tell her… that the hands of this person were stained with blood? Were also tainted by blood flowing from civilians? It was utterly difficult to explain. Their circumstances were just too farfetched.

"Haruka, there are no buts or just that's when you love a person. I too… was afraid of what tomorrow might bring when I ran away with your father. I was rushing head on towards the unknown. We had no concrete plans for the future. It was like going to the edge of a high cliff and diving down at the deep, murky waters of the sea below. I have no assurance that he will not be swayed by another woman or that he won't leave me when he gets tired of me. But you know what, I still took the plunge. It was the road less traveled my daughter. The risks were definitely high, there were no guarantees."

The raven haired beauty pondered silently because she knew that with Heero… it wasn't just considered as the road rarely traveled but it was the option never taken.

"H-how could you do that, Mother?"

"They can take everything from me, but not my happiness. It is the one thing I would always hold on to, for there lays my hope and strength."

"Your… happiness…"

"Yes, and during that time it was only with the man you came to know as your father… but now it includes a pair of blessings granted to us: you and Toshio. Haruka, where does your happiness truly lie?"

"M-Mother…"

"My child… you are young. You still have a long life ahead of you. It is possible that you will meet someone else along the way. You will settle down and have your own children. But to be contented is a far cry from being fulfilled."

"Mother… what would you have me do?"

"I'm not that kind of parent. I would never tell you to do this or that… because I'd only be a hypocrite since I didn't pay heed to my parents but instead followed my heart when I was young. I only want what's the best for you. And as long as I know that it's your decision… I will be with you all the way."

"But I don't know what to do… besides… I already gave up on Heero…"

"Haruka, I'm not telling you to resume your relationship Heero. What I'm saying is… you should always consider yourself first and choose the option where your happiness is. I would never want you to live a life full of regrets and what ifs."

"How… how could you say that, Mother? When you were quite fortunate with your situation in the long run?"

"Simple. Decisions made from the heart would always be supported by the heart. Should it go right or wrong… your heart will never turn against you. While choices made from the mind are constantly surrounded by logic and practicality. If it turns out bad… your mind will doubt itself and you are left all alone to blame yourself." Her mother sagely spoke while smiling kindly at Haruka.

"I am together with your father not because he was the man I was engaged with… or the person my parents decided I should marry. But because he's guy I fell in love with. And though life started out difficult for us before our parents found us… I could tell you straightly that I would raise you and Toshio at the best of my abilities even without the affluence that we enjoy now."

"Father's right. You really are… stubborn, Mother." Haruka kindly noted as she hugged her mother.

"But not as stubborn as you are, my child. Always, decide where your happiness truly lies. There will be problems and challenges along the way… but that is life. It can never be perfect. However, everything will turn out fine as long as your happiness is with you." Mrs. Morishima counseled while stroking her curly tipped raven hair.

"Thank you, mother."

"You're welcome, Haruka."

'I am still not sure nor even have an idea on what to do… but I am certain of one thing… mom, you're right.' She mused and owned up after hearing mother's response.

'He is… still my happiness…my one, true… happiness. That much I am sure of.' The cornflower blue eyed lady contemplated as her heartbeats… echoed the contents of her soul.

Epyon Ultracompact Fusion Reactor charge level: 90%

"Run a full diagnostics check on the secondary and tertiary auxiliary systems." Heero commanded through voice prompt before removing the specialized head gear.

["This is the third inspection in as many hours, Gundam Pilot designate, Heero Yuy."]

"Just… just do it, Epyon." The brown haired boy slightly paused before heaving a sigh.

["Affirmative."]

Upon seeing the confirmation appear on the main display, he opened the hatch and was about to leave the cockpit when the highly advanced operating system presented the next set of words for him.

["The Restricted Archives, particularly, the records classified under file no. XXXIII proved to be too difficult for user designate Haruka Morishima to comprehend."]

"Epyon…" Heero lowly growled before subtly shaking his head sideways.

"I… placed it there for a reason. I promised her the entire truth about me. She… still decided to push through even after you gave her the mandatory warning. I have to be honest with her."

["Emotion is an interesting aspect of humans. It overrides critical thinking and logical reasoning. It can even supersede practical common sense. Your honesty despite guaranteed unfavorable results is perplexing for my primary programming though it is decisively commendable."]

"It is what makes us human, Epyon. It is prone to error and it is never guaranteed as fool-proof. It is impractical and unreasonable at times but despite all those disadvantage… it can also drive a person to his best and worst tendencies."

["Interesting. Though, I am unable to understand the logic behind such motivation, it is easy to conclude that this stimulus is highly efficient on driving your potentials to yield highly efficient results."]

"Tell me, Epyon. If you and ZERO were truly geared to bring out the maximum efficiency and ensure absolute victory for the interface user, then why did you incessantly spout that… fulfill the premise of eternity stuff."

["This unit receives a temporal increase in projective analysis every fusion sequence with the Fold Generator. Predictive model creation which results to unexplained clairvoyance is an end result of this programming union."]

'Damn…'

"You mean… the Fold Generator has its own sentience as well?"

["The Primary Component, Fold Generator has its own predictive scale analyzer, consider it as a compass that works in conjunction with my navigational capabilities."]

"Defy the irony of life.

Conquer your fear.

Ascend towards your fate.

Claim your destiny."

The words drifted ceaselessly inside his memories… reminding the Gundam Pilot of the challenge hammered to him by the sentient artificial intelligence inside the crimson behemoth. Now that he had the time and opportunity to contemplate about it… the words indeed, concurred with the primary logic behind the EPYON and ZERO system's programming.

Absolute victory is attained by making decisive actions.

Heero did everything that he could for his cause.

Haruka made the call... and no matter how much he still wanted to plead his case, the brown haired boy resolved to respect her decision.

After all… she had the right to choose. Everything that happened prior to their reunion was the result of his shortcomings. He shut her down previously and the only way to atone for it was to give her the reins on the future of their relationship.

However… there was no longer a 'we' or 'us', for Heero and Haruka.

They're simply, two separate individuals once again.

His cobalt blue orbs roamed within the boundaries of the hangar. A little over a week ago, he had taken her there. He came out clean, confessed his side of their love story and with the help of the EPYON System, told the entire truth about him.

There were lots of fond memories they shared inside the hangar. This included Haruka's own disbelief at the existence of mobile suit Epyon, her acceptance of his situation as a time-displaced person, those happy instances while they were eating their meal the following day and of course, the intensely passionate moments they shared the previous evening.

The sodium-vapor lamps scattered strategically around the room left a soft glow on the otherwise darkened walls of the facility. Snow was falling outside and he had kept himself warm by ensuring the bonfire never run out of flames. His eyes continued to hover within the premises of the hangar… the large area of the room never seemed too big for him before yet now… despite the presence of his mobile suit and other articles he had placed – the span felt so hollow and empty.

'Maybe… I am feeling this way because I… I'm not used to being all alone once again. No… who am I kidding… it's mainly because of the finality of my situation with Haruka.'

He shook his head sideways to purge out those disconcerting thoughts before placing his backpack inside the compartment found underneath the pilot seat of mobile suit Epyon. Whatever the contents of the bag was would no longer be utilized for the rest of his stay here and the brown haired boy had slowly but steadily been cleaning up the hangar after hearing Haruka's decision a couple of nights ago.

Heero heard a clink from an object he guessed was made from glass the moment he pushed the bag in a corner of the compartment. Curiosity getting the best of him, the mobile suit pilot carefully rummaged through the partition before hauling out a rectangular casing. Opening the container, his cobalt blue eyes widened a bit upon seeing the bottle of whisky and the note that came with it.

'Heero, use this only in case of extreme emergency. – Duo'

"Though I hate to admit it… but sometimes, you are really useful." He muttered, referring to the former pilot of Deathscythe.

["It would be unwise to consume the contents of that bottle considering the lethality of its alcohol by volume."]

"I know Epyon."

["The disadvantages of drinking such liquor far outweigh the advantages… if there is even any to begin with."]

"Slower response time, dizziness, hangover and the possibility of vomiting any sustenance that had been taken but is yet to be digested. There is no practical reason why this… is taken. Other than occasional events… this drink is very important for those who want a temporary escape… a momentary reprieve."

["Your current psychological state makes it an ideal situation for you to partake on such convention.']

"Well… though it was quite implausible, but Duo was able to draw sketches of someone very important to him during these drinking bouts. I… hope that I might at least do something… for Haruka." The brown haired boy replied as he left the cockpit and sat down on a metallic folding chair in front of a small table.

'From where I am right now… what else can I do for you, Haruka?'

He threw a sad glimpse at the empty bed near him before opening the bottle of Scotch and pouring its contents to a small paper cup he found lying on top of the desk.

The liquid left a burning sensation as it traveled down his throat. He took small calculated sips, relishing the fluid's inherent bitterness while it blanketed his taste buds.

'I never felt so alone in my life… till you came, Haruka.'

"Miss Seryna Davion, 28 years old, a private firm secretary, has successfully completed a cross-Channel swim in the Strait of Dover. The renowned strait, which is also referred to as the Strait of Calais spans over 33 kilometers with an average depth of 30 meters. Channel Crossing Authorities has authorized, observed and authenticated Miss Davion's feat after she has triumphantly finished a preliminary test on a 10-km scale prior to allowing this magnificent achievement." A male British reporter announced on the international news channel before the camera panned over the person on the headlines.

"First of all, I am not a competitive swimmer, more of an individual who is quite passionate on what I am fond of. Swimming the channel… it represents this passion on overcoming all the challenges or barriers that stand between me and success in life. I am just like any other normal person. I too… have a lot of fears and insecurities, but challenging the unknown and coming out triumphant is an accomplishment that I had to achieve in order for me to put all those things to rest. I believe that each of us is capable of doing something extraordinary or magnificent, one way or another, be it small or enormous since realizing a goal coming into fruition is inherent to the indomitable will of the human spirit." Seryna Davion confidently and sincerely proclaimed while being interviewed.

With a long sigh, Haruka pressed the remote control to turn off the television inside her room and threw a contemplative gaze at her study table before cautiously making her towards it. She gingerly took a seat on the chair while debating if she should open the letter handed to her by Hibiki just before they went their separate ways en route to their respective homes.

-oxo-

"Haruka, he gave this to me personally during lunch… Miss Takahashi seemed to have helped him get a temporary school pass as she was with him when they visited me at the swim team club room." Hibiki said to her as she received the letter.

"Is that why… you… told me you had something else to do at lunch?"

"Yes, I got a call from the faculty office during the third period informing me about Miss Takahashi wanting to discuss some matters." The swim team captain explained before continuing.

"Are you just… giving up on him?"

"Hibiki… I… I still don't know what to do. Letting him go… making him stay… coming with him... if everything could have been… simple and easy. But life doesn't work out that way." Haruka softly answered while feeling the edges of the small envelop that contained Heero's letter.

"True… not all things is simple about life... however, the challenges and trials that we encounter are there to make us a stronger if not a better person. It helps us grow… into a matured individual. The experience it brings is vital on how we would face and handle the next hardship that life throws upon us."

"Hibiki…"

"You've changed Haruka… you've really grown since Heero came into your life. Maturity may be measured by the logic or soundness behind our decisions. However, from how I've seen it from you… true maturity is a result of standing firm on your decision whether it is right or wrong."

"That is just my… own stubbornness. Determination doesn't entirely define maturity."

"It does not, Haruka. But in your pursuit of happiness, you have unknowingly acquired such… passion and confidence for what you believe in. You were always happy-go-lucky back then… but whenever you were with Heero… your sense of purpose was so powerful and inspiring… it is something I admire and envy from you the most." Hibiki reasoned while looking at her keenly.

-oxo-

It has been three days since her tearful and heartfelt talk with her mother. Ever since then Haruka had put into her heart and mind the words of wisdom imparted by the woman who gave birth to her. She was still confused, undecided on her next move… but most of all she was frightened. She was hounded by her fears, insecurities and a plethora of possibilities. She was scared on what she would feel the moment she confirms he has already returned to the future. But she was also terrified at the prospect of him ending up with someone else instead if ever she decided to go with him. It was something she quietly admitted her heart could never take. The raven haired beauty knew deep inside though that losing Heero forever meant killing the part of her which would solely acknowledge him.

Where does she stand?

What would she do?

When will she truly decide?

Yes, she might have already broken up with him, but the lovely young woman never stopped loving the brooding and taciturn mobile suit pilot. Yes, it could take a considerable amount of time to completely get over him… but Haruka would only be lying to herself if she claims that she can still love someone greater or at the very least on the same level as that of Heero.

It was something bound to happen only once in a lifetime.

A love so intense… so powerful… so true as what she feels for the Prussian eyed young man.

Brushing aside her thoughts for the moment, she carefully peeled open the small envelope before unfolding the paper inside containing Heero's letter.

Haruka,

Life is a never ending journey filled with mystery and discovery. It is full of surprises, unexpected events and uncontrolled circumstances. This, I think, results to wonderful and meaningful experiences that we treasure later on as precious memories. The times we spent together were shining moments of what we are capable of, they are the finest examples of what we could achieve.

I am really sorry, I wasn't able to say farewell last time. Please, let me take this opportunity to make amends of my shortcomings. I want you to know that I am deeply grateful for being given the chance to have met and be with you. Even if it was brief, believe me when I tell you that I will cherish all the moments we were together. I was able to experience many things in life that I haven't been aware of, to live passionately, to dream freely, and of course, to believe ceaselessly.

You must go on and live life to the fullest. You are one very special and amazing woman. You are strong, full of passion and determination. You are brave, much braver than anyone that I have faced, on and off the battlefield. You are wonderful and inspiring as you can drive the people around you to achieve heights they have never attained before. I know this because you moved me, consciously and unconsciously to be a better person.

A reason to live on, a principle to hold dearly and a belief to stand for is what I think makes us capable of holding this candle we call emotions. It shines brightest despite countless adversities, it could burn us when we falter but in the end, its light would constantly remind us that there is hope through every hardship we need to face.

I am so glad to have met you as I never understood the true meaning of purpose till I fell for you.

Yours always till eternity,

Heero

"Goodbye… Haruka."

Though he was not physically present… his voice seemed to echo somewhere deep into the recesses of her heart. Despite its mild and assuring tone… it was so powerful and ever consuming no different to a loud piercing cry that stabbed cleanly through the sheets of her soul.

"H-Heero…"

Tears of sorrow rained down her sky blue orbs.

More bitter than the ones that fell after she learned the tragic truth about Heero Yuy.

Her chest… tightened and loosened as sobs of anguish escaped from its grasp.

"…Maturity may be measured by the logic or soundness behind our decisions. However, from how I've seen it from you… true maturity is a result of standing firm on your decision whether it is right or wrong." She recounted Hibiki's words before it slowly ebbed from her mind.

"Maturity… decisions…"

"…Decisions made from the heart would always be supported by the heart. Should it go right or wrong… your heart will never turn against you." Her mother's counsel reminded Haruka as she felt something scorching burn inside her chest.

"My… heart…"

"...Always, decide where your happiness truly lies. There will be problems and challenges along the way… but that is life. It can never be perfect. However, everything will turn out fine as long as your happiness is with you." She reflected… as if hearing the sagely advise unconditionally provided by her mother.

"My… happiness…"

"For the first time in my life… I felt alive. How to be alive… How to be… truly alive… How to live… be happy and contented. It was all because of you…"

"My… joy…"

"The joy you gave me was priceless. It was overwhelming… it made me believe… as I never had any hope till you came into my life."

"My… hope…"

"You are so precious to me, Haruka… more than you'll ever know… more than you or anyone else can even imagine."

"…. Is you… Heero."

"I love you so much, Haruka." His deep voice closed before it dissipated somewhere at the most unfathomable alcove within her heart.

"For always… for eternity."

"…Who else can better understand him, other than someone who has also faced the same perils and experiences? Simply put… how could you attempt to understand something you have the faintest idea in dealing with?"

"Know your place, Haruka."

What would you do?

When your back is pressed against the wall, pressure coming from all sides, and the fate of the one you hold dear hangs in a balance?

Would you waver?

Would you give up?

Would you just walk away?

'It is time… for me to make a stand. To fully stake my claim and fight for the one I love. I won't live the rest of my life wondering… thinking what could have been when regret is all that is left. Forever is still too short of a measure for me to express my whole feelings… my love, happiness, joy and hopes.'

If her resolve could be gauged, she would compare it to the alloy his mobile suit was made.

It would never waver anymore.

Her heart, mind and soul have agreed on her final decision.

She will… bequeath everything for Heero.

"No, Relena… I know my place. You may know the Heero two… three years ago better than me. But no one, not even you could possibly even hope to understand where Heero is now. What he has reached and attained! And my place is by his side. That's where I belong. Same as me, he has a place where he belongs and it is nowhere else but by my side!"

The phantoms of her fears, insecurities and disillusionment vanished into nothingness the moment Haruka made her claim clearly and firmly.

The clouds of doubt and anxiety slowly dissipated from her troubled mind before it was replaced with a renewed strength and unwavering hope. A determined and resolute conviction on where her happiness and joy truly belongs.

However, she was just about to relish this newfound resolve when her memories reminded her of one particular and very important detail.

"Until when… will you be here?"

"About… five more days."

And it has been five days since.

'No! Heero will be leaving today!'

Alarmingly, Haruka threw a glimpse at the wall clock and found that it was already twelve minutes past ten in the evening. This leaves her barely two hours before the day ends and that is… provided Heero would depart exactly before the date changes.

'I must go! I will go with him!'

The raven haired beauty hastily opened her closet before reaching in then throwing out a pale brown mid-sized tote bag. She quickly filled it with a few personal articles and clothes. Her mind was racing on what else she needed to bring when her cornflower eyes landed on the two cute stuff toys that were laid on top of her bed.

"Yuki… Chairo… you two are coming with mama. We're going after papa!" Haruka decided before stashing the white and brown stuffed puppies inside the tote bag.

She debated whether to bring the pair of gold fish swimming inside the glass bowl but decided against it after considering the paradoxical repercussion it might caused when she travels with Heero.

That is… of course, if she manages to catch up with him before he leaves.

Quietly, Haruka flung the tote bag over the wall of their gated residence. The lovely young woman was still pondering on how she would scale the fence before someone lightly patted her shoulder. She turned her head and fearfully gazed at the other person only to heave a sigh of relief upon recognizing it was her mother.

"Mother?"

She only smiled at her and nodded in understanding before pulling out the key from her pocket to open their gate.

"Thank you… thank you, Mother!" Haruka tearfully uttered as she hugged her mother tightly.

"I'm going with Heero, Mother… please… forgive me. I… I do hope you and Father would understand. I'm going to really miss you, Dad and especially Toshio." She continued while her mother embraced her firmly in return.

"Don't worry about us. Go. Chase your happiness. You must cling tightly to your joy. We… will be waiting for your return." The elder Morishima comfortingly told her.

The pretty campus idol was not sure how to answer. She could only squeeze her mom's hand in response.

Her mother kissed her lightly on the forehead before unlocking and opening the gates.

"Farewell and take care, my child."

Haruka looked deeply into her mother's eyes as she nodded repeatedly.

"Good bye, Mother!"

She slowly took a few steps outside, before turning and waving back at her mother.

Her mom smiled back in return, seeing this Haruka shifted her gaze ahead then broke into a run towards the village exit.

'Wait for me, Heero! Please! I'll be there!'

It was already half an hour past twelve midnight. A lone figure stood at the middle of the airstrip beside the towering form of Gundam Epyon. Light snow fell from the dark skies, carried down gently by the constantly swirling gale. The individual had his cold, steely, Prussian blue orbs fixed at the perimeter fence and gates of Sakura Yamato Private Airfield. He was… illogically waiting and hoping against all odds that for some reason… she would arrive.

The person had been standing idle for the last hour after neatly stashing the articles he utilized during his tenure inside one of the closed down airport's hangars. He had already secured his temporary domicile and made sure that no incriminating evidence of his brief stay there would be easily found should someone ever happen to linger inside the abandoned airstrip.

Yet why was Heero Yuy, the ever consummate Perfect Soldier still lingering within the airfield's premises?

For all reason and logic… he should have left even before the change of date – which was exactly at midnight to make certain that his presence here in the past is never discovered and considered just another closed book of his young yet quite colorful past.

The answers could only be found inside his heart.

His feelings for the lovely young woman he fell in love with never receded despite the fact that she has already let him go and gave up on him. Even his mind was quite adamant in agreement with this decision. Though the brown haired boy knew that he was actually waiting for no one… his soul was also persistent in remaining for the time being.

The snowflakes drifted lazily, brittle, intricately designed crystals that melt with the slightest touch.

Heero exhaled deeply, releasing a mist of warm air as he extended both hands to catch the smoothly falling snow. By all accounts and measures, he was all set and good to go. The feel of his black pilot suit underneath his mocha brown trench coat left a foreign sensation on his skin. It was… different and quite vague which was odd when considered all the times he wore the outfit whenever he was piloting a mobile suit. The Perfect Soldier shook his head sideways and smiled sadly, for he knew that in his heart… he doesn't want to leave.

He doesn't want to go back to where he should be.

Yet he also acknowledged that his time here was already up and gone. He has to avoid further tampering with the events of the past if he wishes to keep away from reshaping the future they have built after the Eve Wars.

"Heero…"

"Huh?" He wondered, turning his head to scan at his surroundings.

Was it carried by the gentle gale?

There was no one… he was all alone.

"Heero…"

"Where?" He asked at himself, while searching for the source of the voice.

Was it brought by the light breeze?

Nothing.

The cobalt blue eyed young man was all alone at the airfield's vastness.

"Heero!"

There it was again… yet the call was more intense than the previous ones.

He grunted upon recognizing what it was.

It was only the call of former times… the past.

"Haruka…" He whispered in sorrow as the specters of yesterday began haunting his whole being.

Nostalgia… melancholia…

They were in full force, striking all his sensitive chords repeatedly on a tune he was all familiar with.

Opening on the instance they were having a snowball fight during their first date as a couple.

"You don't play fair, Heero!" Haruka said in between giggles as she threw another snowball at him, "You always hit me with your snowballs! Are you a baseball pitcher too?"

During those moments they were busy building their respective snowmen.

"Your snowman has EDGES! He looks more like the one you built during the Founder's Festival. It's like a robot or something!" The raven haired beauty blurted out before laughing wholeheartedly at him.

While they were splashing snow at each other.

"Why don't you just admit it? You're glad to be here with me!" Haruka implored as she splattered a heap of snow dust at him.

And that occasion she revealed to him how much she relishes his… signature grunt of acknowledgment.

"You always kill the mood with that grunt! I can't help but smile and get distracted when you do that!"

"But…" He tried to reason out yet she was quick to place her index finger on top of his lips.

"I understand. It's who you are. And I will accept everything about you. That's how… important you are to me."

Of course… that was before she knew the whole story about him.

Yet Heero never placed any blame on her. Not even for one instant. The thought never even crossed his mind.

He loves her that much.

The mobile suit pilot was taken off his reminiscence when he was alerted to the electronic chimes originating from the highly advanced operating system.

Like a wakeup call… the ghosts of their past vanished into thin air soon after.

"It's time." Heero uttered after checking his wrist watch.

It was already an hour past midnight.

The brown haired young man easily boarded the colossal mobile suit through the retractor cable before securing the safety belts as he mounted the cockpit.

["We are 60 minutes past the mandated departure time. Are you still expecting the arrival of designate user Morishima Haruka?"]

"No… Epyon… I… actually might have been hoping for a miracle but, such things only happen to those who are worthy."

["Change of directives?"]

"There's… there's no need. We will proceed as planned… despite the delay." He commanded through voice prompt.

["Affirmative, initiating launch procedures."]

"Let's head back… to where we should rightfully be, EPYON."

The Ultracompact fusion generator was already warmed up, it didn't take long for him raise the fearsome mobile suit off the ground. Fully banking on the Gundanium plating for radar stealth, Heero knew that he could damage the natural progression of technology if there was to be any visual account aside from Haruka of his mobile suit on this era.

The dark crimson behemoth's torso twisted counterclockwise before its legs bent backwards, forming the twin heads of its double-headed dragon mobile armor configuration. Both of its claws which were located at each forearm adjusted forward as its pair of hands retracted. The heat rod dangled from its rear and acted as its tail while the Gundam Epyon streaked hot towards the atmosphere.

"Goodbye… Haruka."

Tote bag clutched tightly underneath her arm, Haruka continued to sprint past the countryside towards her destination. Her lungs were furiously pumping air into her bloodstream as she made a mad dash en route for Sakura Yamato Private Airport. The pretty campus idol had an impressive record during her P.E. Class on terrestrial locomotion or running-related activities. She was putting all her innate skills in full employ as she rushed in the direction of the airstrip to chase after the young man who undeniable owns the entirety of her affections.

'Heero… please… wait for me! I'm coming with you!'

The lightly falling snow amidst the dark evening skies served as the backdrop of her wild pursuit. Her brown snow boots crunched a steady rhythm on the ground while her white snow coat provided the needed deterrent on the cool climate unleashed by the current winter season. Powered by her fiery determination and unyielding love for the mobile suit pilot, Haruka pressed on. The newfound courage and relentless will to challenge the distance, time and ambient temperature made up her driving force on staking claim for the love she could never give up.

'It's my fault why it all came down to this! Please give me a chance to get to him!'

The total distance needed to cover she estimated was about an hour worth of sprinting. Haruka took a quick glimpse on her watch only to realize that she had already been running for more than half an hour already yet the cornflower eyed young woman was nowhere near the midpoint of her journey. She deduced that the weather condition had slightly hampered her from utilizing the fullest extent of her capabilities.

'I'm just nearing the halfway mark… but I've been running for almost an hour already… Why is this happening right now?!'

Pressing her bag closer, Haruka rushed onwards, frustration and desperation mounting up inside her. Despite the cool atmosphere, she knew she was already sweating profusely in her attempt to catch up with Heero. But what could she do? Considering the current time and even during the day the road towards the private airstrip was rarely crossed by vehicles. She couldn't even use her bicycle if she wanted to because of the slippery ground caused by melted snow.

'Am I paying the price for my cowardice and indecisiveness? I don't want to lose him… I can't be without him!'

Each passing second, for every passing minute… time continued to wind down for Haruka. Briefly, the raven haired young woman was reminded of the instance she cut classes to check Heero's apartment after learning his sudden transfer out from Maya Takahashi. The feeling… of being abandoned… of being left behind was now an ever growing concern inside her thoughts. She dreaded the prospect of reliving the same experience as it would severely break down whatever hope that has been accumulating inside her chest since making the choice of going after Heero.

'I can't… I mustn't… I… don't… I… I won't give up on you anymore Heero! I want to embrace this feeling… that the two of us would always be together!'

Yet her body could only take so much. Her chest, lungs and heart… had its physical limitations. She knew that they were about to give up on her unless she takes a few minutes of rest. Against her own will… she slowly came to a stop, huffing, puffing and wheezing for breath. The lovely young woman slightly bent over, placing both palms on top of her knees as she caught her breath, planning only to spend a few precious seconds of rest before resuming her mad dash.

'I will… never stop loving you… even if my life… is exhausted in doing so…'

She carefully took one step forward, followed by another, and another… soon enough Haruka had resumed her pace. There was only a quarter of the total distance left that the raven haired beauty needed to cover. Yet as she checked her wristwatch, the sky blue eyed young lady found out that there was only a quarter left before one o'clock in the morning. She had been running… for more than an hour already.

'I'm too late…I've… I've really lost you now… Heero…'

In spite of such knowledge and realization, Haruka continued to run… much faster than before, much swifter than she could, much quicker than she ever did in her whole life. There was no more logic in pushing onwards, yet she wanted to still hold on… to whatever hope there was left.

If there was ever any hope for their love to begin with.

Sweat was pouring down her temple, down her brows and down her cheeks, yet she waved them off. What mattered most to Haruka right now… was to at least even catch a glimpse… or a last look on Heero. Or… if by some stroke of luck or… strange twist of fate… or a miracle through Divine Intervention… he would still be there… waiting for her.

Those were the only things… assumptions… left for Haruka.

It was enough to drive her onward.

When hope is nowhere in sight, when turning a blind eye to reality is the lone opinion, when believing your emotions is the last resort… she would gladly take them.

She would readily accept them.

It is said that the weakest but most dangerous opponent on the field is the one with everything to lose. They tend to be rash, frantic and single-minded yet their trump card lies with the fact that they are both frustrated and desperate. They are willing to do all that it takes to overcome their shortcomings.

Haruka was in no different position.

She could easily be classified as the combatant with everything to lose yet so little to gain.

But no matter how little or small it was… Heero meant everything for her.

Soon as she saw the outlines of the private airport, the young woman became more invigorated and moved even quicker like that of a possessed individual. Her cornflower blue eyes widened slightly as she caught sight of the hulking mobile suit standing at the far end of the airfield.

"T-That's… that's… Mr. Epyon!" Haruka blurted as she increased her pace.

'He's still here… Heero… you… you've waited for me!'

She was closing in on the fences… probably just another five minute run from her spot. However, her view of the mobile suit was obstructed as she passed a long row of trees and shrubs leading to the airport. She felt her adrenalin rushing madly inside her body… her strength was flowing back... her hopes were being restored… she wasn't going to lose him!

She has a chance… and she will fight anything… tooth and nail… that stood on her way!

She would be with Heero!

She would tell him that she's sorry, she'll ask for his forgiveness… that she wants another chance, she… she would throw herself at his feet if need be…she will tell him how much she still loves him!

She will do everything! All that it takes!

They will be together, now and forever.

'Wait for me… Heero…. I'm almost there! I'm…'

Haruka had just cleared the dense row of foliage and trees. She was just a few meters away from the fences when a low roar followed by the deep long growl of thrusters broke through the silence and stillness of the night.

"W-what…?'

Her cornflower blue orbs widened in apparent disbelief as a billow of smoke followed by a streak of azure darted upwards the atmosphere.

The mobile suit Epyon had just launched.

It was taking Heero along with it while she was left behind.

"No…" Haruka uttered as she gazed at the spectacle.

The pretty campus idol hurriedly made her way towards the fences after spotting a small torn-off section which she was sure that Heero always used to enter the closed down airport's premises. She clambered on both knees to get through it before desperately staring at the quickly ascending mobile suit.

"No…"

She was just a bit late.

Just a few minutes… a measly small amount of time.

She was almost there… but still late.

It had been but a tad difference that spelled her defeat… her utter failure.

"No…"

'I… I shouldn't have wasted my time to rest!'

A few precious minutes, that was all she needed!

It cost her eternity.

She had lost him.

'He was just there! I could've reached him! I should've shouted!'

The brown haired young man was just an echo from her a while ago but now he was disappearing from her life.

Forever.

Entirely.

"No…"

Saline… hot… crystalline… and bitter.

Her tears streamed downwards from her sky blue eyes as the man she had solely cherished… is now gone.

She could only watch helplessly as the mobile suit that would ferry Heero back to his time swiftly retreated to the heavens.

Her mind, body, heart and soul took no comfort, as they could only wail in anguish.

Her feelings for him… so pure, honest and profound lay in ashes.

"HEERO!" Haruka cried out at the top of her lungs.

She gave chase.

Running towards the spot where his mobile suit previously stood.

As if adding insult to injury, her snow boots skidded over the melted snow causing Haruka to fall nearly face flat on the ground.

Fate and destiny had been very cruel.

It mocked and spitted on her misfortune as she nursed her bruised knee.

It would have been best if he was long gone when she arrived… but to witness him leaving… it was the worst and hardest slap she had ever received on her face.

It was a very bad joke… a very horrible tease… a terrible sense of humor for letting her taste a small ounce of hope before extinguishing it away completely.

Haruka could only weep for her loss as she called out his name repeatedly.

It was very tough.

'Why didn't I decide anytime sooner?'

It was too hard to swallow.

'Why did it have to come to this?'

It was too difficult to bear.

'Why did I not realize it earlier?'

The cobalt blue eyed boy was now vanishing from her life… permanently.

Now… she's only left with nothing but pain, sorrow and regret.

"I'm sorry, Heero! I'm so sorry!"

During your darkest hour… what would you do?

Your passion… your dream… your pride and joy … your happiness and comfort… your love… your hope… is taken from you.

"I'm so sorry, Heero!"

Her tears trickled down endlessly as the distance between them became wider and wider. He was disappearing from her once again… like a shooting star… similar to his arrival.

Heero would be gone… eternally.

"Don't leave me, Heero!" Haruka uttered in sorrow as she gazed at the quickly diminishing form of the Epyon till it was nothing more but a speck in the skies.

She was left with nothing.

She had lost everything.

She could only scramble for something... as her hopes died down like the burning flames of a fire extinguished by a powerful torrent of water.

"Don't… don't take him… away… from me…"

She was… no different to someone who was about to be totally consumed by the earth after walking into a pit of quicksand.

She could only cling on to a large stray branch for dear life while a wrathful tidal wave devastated all there is around her.

'Oh God, I love him so much!'

The raven haired beauty sobbed and wailed as she tried to accept the fact that no matter how pitiful she was… Heero won't be returning… ever again.

In the most terrible times, when we have nothing else to lose… human nature has its own innate defensive mechanism for us to hold on to our sanity.

Speak out your mind freely… express the truth behind it without any reservations. Open the windows of your soul and unlock the doors to your heart. For failure to do so… these bottled up thoughts and emotions only builds up… it would only drive the possibility of ending in a catatonic state.

Haruka… pushed and thrown all over… her mind left into an awful wreck… her heart smashed into a million shards… and her soul… battered in oblivion.

Yet there was something the lovely young woman prayed and stubbornly held on to as everything was sucked into nothingness.

Gathering whatever was left to her… she opened her lips and shouted a pair of words ceaselessly.

Sharing, proclaiming and expressing every essential truth and fearless hope contained inside her heart.

Haruka profusely bled warm, bittersweet tears as she spoke them… over and over again.

It was mystifying… and awe inspiring as she spoke them in the most heartrending manner.

Two words.

Only two words.

She may have preferred three words to admit how much he means to her.

She required no less than four words to respond on his emotions.

She never had any second thoughts on unleashing five words to tell him how important he is in her life.

But she only needed two words to define now, tomorrow, forever… eternity.

Two words.

Just two words.

Poignantly… she shouted this pair of words contained at the very core of her heart and soul incessantly.

Over and over again.

Again… and again… and again.

Two words.

Just… two words.

The advancements in mobile suit technology recently incorporated by Quatre and Trowa proved their worth as similar to the Wing Gundam, the crimson behemoth Epyon encountered little to no difficulty in making its ascent towards Earth's atmosphere. Heero keenly surveyed the thermal readouts found on the lower right corner of the main panel as he piloted the mobile suit. The Gundam Pilot noted that the heat levels were normal and way below threshold as the Gundam Epyon continued its escape from the planet's inherent gravitational pull.

'So far… so good.'

He spared a quick glance at the diagnostic readings presented by the highly advanced operational system and was pleased upon learning that everything had been working according to their specifications. He returned his focus on the navigational system to cross-check his plotted course. The brown haired boy steadied his grip on the throttle sticks of his mobile suit after seeing that he was running in line with the designated coordinates.

'Maybe… I… I should… turn back… then try again once more…'

Yet even as his thoughts implored him, Heero could not bring himself to break his own promise. He considered himself a man of his word… and he was certain to honor his pledge with Haruka of understanding whatever her decision was. He would accept and live with it, even though it was the most life-changing and future defining judgment handed by anyone to him. He would see to it… even to its harshest end. Heero loved Haruka so much that he was all too willing to comply with her wishes.

Despite the fact that it was also the most painful burden he had to bear for the rest of his life.

That of losing the one you love most for eternity.

His cobalt blue eyes sadly wandered on the picture he had clipped at the lower left corner of his main display. It was the portrait taken inside the Arcade Center's Photo booth the evening that forever changed everything between them. It had unbelievably survived unscathed the explosion that ravaged half of Wing Gundam's right torso during his berserker rage that almost killed Wufei.

'My lucky charm... one of the last mementos I'd be keeping to remind me of Haruka.'

The Epyon mightily surged upwards in its mobile armor mode similar to the beast of legend where its design was derived from. It streaked towards the heavens with undaunted resolve as the mobile suit gained distance between the skies and the earth from below. Heero narrowed his eyes as he guided the crimson behemoth with unmatched expertise while keeping in check the plotted vectors on his navigational console.

'I am… really going to miss you, Haruka.'

Soon as he unconsciously uttered the words within his thoughts a golden yellow luminescence filled the Epyon's cockpit. It was followed by a stream of images… a whole host of it, suddenly, mercilessly and ravenously stormed through his mind. The flashes contained all the memories of his time with the most important person that came into his life.

"Damn it, Epyon… what are you doing?!"

The sentient operating system was only silent and instead of replying, a surge of reminiscence was further unleashed… tormenting the fragile heart of the now beleaguered Gundam Pilot.

"What the…"

"Say… Yuy-kun, do you like autumn?"

Her voice… drifted through his senses, it was so light… like it was carried by a gentle gale.

A rain of dried leaves showered both of them as Haruka threw a whole bunch of leaves up in the air. His eyes widened slightly before softening while gazing at the sight before him. The raven haired young woman had her arms extended as she danced and moved gracefully while the wind blew gently. Haruka was… simply breathtaking… she was akin to an angel that has landed and graced this earth.

"Here, take this!" Haruka suddenly remarked, before shooting up from her chair and leaning swiftly towards him.

The brown haired boy was caught off guard as she unexpectedly placed her hand at the back of his head. His cobalt blue irises could only marvel in awe as Haruka closed her eyes and planted her moist lips above the area where his brows meet.

"I don't know what's in your thoughts or what you feel right now. I just want you to know that I'm here for you… whatever your endeavors are, Yuy-kun."

Those words she uttered while his head was gently resting on the crook of her shoulders the first time they visited the View Deck Park. He could never forget how she pressed herself tightly on his back while they cruised on that motorcycle ride on their way to the park. The conversation that followed made Heero more unguarded in front of Haruka and allowed her to slowly close down the barrier between them.

"I'll make it up to you."

It was the first time that someone has ever kissed him on the cheek and that someone also happens to be the first person who kissed him… at the area between his brows. Earlier, she had unwittingly and reflexively slapped him on the cheek after his treatment of her sprained foot. The lovely campus idol had shrieked and cried out when he fixed the pulled muscle… and to convey her apology… Haruka swiftly kissed his cheek.

"I don't want to lose you… You're the most important person in my life."

She whispered gently… amidst the sobs and tears. He finally dropped the dagger to his side, before gently peeling away from Haruka's embrace to look at her. The raven haired young woman lifted her face and eventually met his gaze. He saw the initial worry reflected on her red puffy eyes while she looked into his. Haruka blinked repeatedly… before a soft smile finally appeared from her lips with a few more tears trailing down her eyes. It was that night… when all hell broke loose. The evening he finally admitted to himself how important she truly was to him.

"You dance well, Yuy-kun."

There at the grand ballroom inside Eurasia, they held each other close… tightly. They danced with one another to the soft tune and romantic rhythm of that song. It was the moment… he never thought in his wildest imagination that could ever happen. He and Haruka on the dance floor… are swaying close with each other as the band played that very unforgettable song. It was also the instance Heero realized that he was already near the edge… of whether to discontinue or proceed with the emotions he held for the raven haired young woman.

'It never happened to me before… and it will never happen to me… ever again, only with you Haruka. Only with you.'

"I'm so much in love with you!"

Those words… how could he ever forget the first time she boldly announced her true feelings for him? On that same evening after they danced, when snow first fell… the two of them inside that hotel room. He was completely caught off guard… unaware. Haruka came out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel… confronting him and declaring her love for him. He could never forget a single detail of that night, the Christmas Eve when both of them finally became honest on their feelings for each other. It was a first for both of them… not only physically but also emotionally. They became one. One body, one mind, one heart and one soul.

"I want to eat the last in one, single chomp!"

Haruka declared while smiling slyly before he innocently supplied the last Takoyaki ball inside her mouth. It was followed by her witty acting and his… naiveté that resulted in Haruka stuffing the half of what remains of the Takoyaki ball back into his mouth as they shared a deep and passionate kiss.

"…Where you are is where I will be. They say home is where the heart is. I agree with that saying because your heart is the place my heart considers as home…"

She truthfully told him with her face gently flushed pink while her cornflower orbs softly glowed. The lovely campus idol was like a Yamato Nadesiko as she wore that traditional Japanese white Yukata tied with a red obi sash. She looked so serene and pure… like an angel… or a goddess that had descended from the heavens. He was unable to stop himself, seeing the gift she gave him, how lovely she looked… and how their emotions for each other spoke soon after.

"…Don't you want me anymore? Don't you need me anymore? Don't… don't you love me anymore?"

Those pitiful words she uttered after he crushed her heart that night he cowardly and suddenly disappeared from her life. He tried his hardest not to reveal himself… that he was just outside her room. He had… unintentionally heard her agonizing cries and wails while he kept himself hidden by her veranda. It was natural for Haruka to react in such a way… he had just left her without any explanation… he just vanished without even leaving any word for her.

"I miss you… So much… it hurts."

Haruka admitted wholeheartedly while looking at him tenderly with those sky blue irises… spilling all the yearnings of her soul. He was gently wiping the tears away from her cheeks when she said those words. His immediate response had been purely driven by love… by passion. He swiftly pulled her close into his arms before kissing her deeply in her lips. He was utterly relieved… and extremely happy… he was definitely glad that she was there… alive… he had successfully rescued her. It was the sweetest kiss they exchanged after his abandonment of her, Heero surmised, it could never be rivaled considering the near death experience they had just weathered a few moments earlier.

"No. I can't wait any longer… you've made me miss you so much for far too long."

She decidedly replied before leaning towards him and joining their lips once again. It was the same evening of his arrival… a few hours after he rescued Haruka and both of them were inside the third hangar of the abandoned Sakura Yamato airport. He had just finished his part of admission, his half of their love story. Emotions and tensions were running at an all time high for both of them… pushing the lovers to finally succumb on the pent up feelings and passion that had been brewing inside their hearts and souls. He considered it the most passionate and most unforgettable moment of love that they shared with each other. Their feelings were heightened… their senses were highly susceptible… and their love manifested itself in the fullest, most breathtaking and most captivating form.

"I love you so much, Heero. Always."

"H-Haruka…" Heero uttered as a blinding brilliance enveloped the cockpit's entireness, bathing him with shining light from all three major display screens.

Soon as the cockpit returned to its usual dimness and the reminiscences dissipated, Heero was astounded to realize that everything had only happened within a span of few minutes. Currently, the Epyon was about to escape Earth's atmosphere and racing madly towards its borders when he noticed some particles floating inside his headgear. The Gundam Pilot was able to recognize that the fleeting moments he was now witnessing were occurring in a distorted and sluggish continuum. It was a clear indication that the Epyon System had once again enhanced his senses as everything slowed down drastically. Within this small window which is but a fraction in real time… he was able to discern that those particles… sparkled and gleamed like crystals within his helmet.

He smiled bitterly upon identifying them.

"Of course… those are…" Heero uttered as his cobalt blue eyes wandered and gazed at the floating crystal-like particles.

"…My tears."

He had changed, indeed.

He can feel pain now… emotional pain.

He now knows what sorrow and anguish is.

He had truly learned how to love.

He just had to give up on his hope.

'I… I wish I could go back and try again…'

"Epyon…" Heero attempted to summon at the highly advanced operating system but was distracted by the red beeping light indicating an incoming transmission.

"Huh?!"

He was astonished to see a communication patch sent to him at such an occasion. No one ever knew or was even aware of his highly encrypted frequency… and considering the technology present… it was impossible for anything or anyone to detect the Gundam Epyon.

[Incoming Transmission.]

"Patch it through, Epyon." He authorized… still wondering while lost in thoughts on the suddenness of such a strange phenomenon.

'W-What?!' His heart skipped a few beats the instant he heard it.

The message was clear and concise.

The sender was no doubt… it could only be from the one person that completed him.

It only contained two words.

Two words that defined forever.

Eternity.

"DON'T! GO!"

"H-Haruka?!"

They were only but two words.

Yet it was powerful.

It carried everything she wanted to tell him.

His heart hammered violently in his chest… its beats reverberated repeatedly deep into his soul.

"DON'T! GO!"

Her voice was poignant and all consuming.

It was heartrending and full of lamentation.

"DON'T! GO!"

Her words contained her deepest hopes and truest desires.

It was bound with the purest love and sincerity that she wholly offers.

"DON'T! GO!"

It was for him.

She wants him back.

She needs him to return.

The Gundam Pilot abruptly halted his mobile suit from further ascent. He was left speechless after his mobile suit's newly upgraded powerful main camera displayed a freshly acquired streaming feed.

'Haruka!'

A lone figure could be found just a couple of meters from his launch area earlier. Down on her knees, her bag and its contents strewn on the side, both arms crossed tightly above her chest… he was greatly stunned as the camera zoomed its focus even further… revealing Haruka's swollen red eyes and tear-stricken face on his main screen while she repeatedly shouted those words.

"DON'T! GO!"

He didn't need to think for a while or pause for a second.

His decision was clear.

"Epyon, we're heading back!" Heero ordered yet the words had hardly left him when the sentient AI quickly responded.

["Coordinates for return vector have been plotted."]

"Roger that Epyon, its now appearing on the nav console."

'Haruka, I'm coming back… I won't make you wait any more!''

The lightly falling snow from the skies… was like a multitude of tears raining down from the heavens. Slouched, exhausted and defeated, Haruka could only cry solemnly in utter frustration. Her heart was heavy… much too heavy to bear. She had just missed him for but a few minutes… yet now they were once again separated by time… forever, irrevocably.

'Just a few more seconds… I just needed a few more seconds!'

Was this fate's way of slapping her by the cheek and spitting at her face?

Was this destiny's idea of irony… giving her that small bit ounce of hope when there was really nothing to begin with?

'Why is fate so cruel to you and me, Heero? Why did destiny let us meet when it's apparent that we were never meant to be?!'

Of course, there was no answer.

In the olden days, they say… that one's soul mate is already determined since birth. Soul mates they say… were bound to find each other, deliberately or accidentally. Each side is a half that would complete the other half. In most cases they stay together and end up spending the rest of their lives with each other. However, there are also a few, selected instances in which both halves would meet but eventually have to separate from one another.

'Why did you even gave me a taste of what happiness truly is? When I can't cherish it with the one I love!'

Did fate and destiny only made a fool out of her?

Their love… no matter how much they wanted to be with each other was impossible.

She belongs to the here and now.

He belongs to the then and tomorrow.

Yet she was also aware of her own shortcomings.

Haruka could point fingers at fate, destiny, their circumstances and any other possible excuse.

But the lovely young woman knew… she was well past that.

During the brief span of time Haruka came to know and eventually fell in love with Heero, she had changed… whether it be for the better or worst… she has grown… she became matured in her own way.

'It's my entire fault why it all came down to this! I'm the one who drove Heero away!'

She was human… she was prone to committing mistakes. She had her limitations… but she is also vulnerable to fears, errors and insecurities. It's what made her human.

'I'm so sorry, Heero! I'm so sorry that I let my fears and insecurities get the best of me!'

The raven haired campus idol choked repeatedly and wept earnestly as she acknowledged her own faults. Yes, she loved him and trusted him, but such emotions… uncertainty, anxiety and jealousy was part of her being human.

'I even blamed you when we first got separated… for being scared and having uncertainties but I ended up doing the same thing!'

Deep in her heart she knew, he could never hear her words even if she wanted to tell it to him in person. Heero was no longer there. He had made the trip back to his own time. She was now only left with his memories and the painful realization of her mistakes.

Heero was gone to her, forever.

'I'm really sorry, Heero! Please come back to me, I promise I will never ever let you go again!'

It was so tough and very heartbreaking for Haruka to be able to speak such thoughts only within the confines of her heart, mind and soul. She truly wanted to tell him those words but he's no longer there.

She lost him.

It was the cold, hard and unforgiving reality she was facing right now.

In a moment of complete resignation, when everything had all but been lost and any chance of hope was devoid. She meekly closed her eyes and could only utter in prayer her most heartfelt desire in full honesty without a single shred of pretension. That was the last thing left for her… to just let it all out, the sincerity and courage to say what she knew was too late and had already become impossible.

'Dear God, give him back to me, please! I love him so much! I can't live without him!'

She clutched her chest tightly as tears continued to storm down her eyes.

She never attempted to choke her sobs anymore.

She just… let it all out.

The cool gentle breeze swirled around her as snow fell smoothly across the skies.

Haruka wept relentlessly in sheer sorrow as she tried to accept and live with the painful truth.

Heero's gone.

Everything was still.

The silence was deafening.

She was left all alone within the vicinity of the abandoned runway.

Snow never abated as it made its landfall.

Till, she heard a crack of thunder somewhere from the horizon.

Haruka slowly opened her bloodshot eyes and gazed upon the heavens.

A shooting star appeared at the atmosphere.

It was similar to the one she saw that night before Heero arrived.

The raven haired young woman felt her jaw drop open as the shooting star became more than just a speck of light while making its approach from where she was sprawled.

Her lips parted even more in awe upon recognizing what the object was after it turned into something big enough for her to easily distinguish.

Both of her eyes widened as the object was revealed in full display.

It was his mobile suit.

It was the big, red and scary Mr. Epyon.

The Gundam was in its mobile armor mode, similar to a two-headed crimson dragon as it made its approach. Haruka was able to witness its torso twist in clockwise motion before both of the 'dragon heads' folded back to form its pair of legs. Its claws then retracted and instead were replaced by its dark grey hands. The mobile suit's transformation was complete soon as its headpiece came into view, unveiling its smoldering pair of green beryl eyes.

'H-Heero...'

The colossal machine landed a good distance away from her, yet Haruka was still forced to place a palm over her eyes to shield them from the various particles that were still scattered despite the subtlety of its landing. The Epyon's chest piece, a large harlequin sphere radiated a blinding luminescence as it finally settled with one of its knees bended above the ground.

'Heero…'

Pressurized air was expelled from its chest before its hatch finally opened.

A few seconds later, the sole passenger within was revealed… it was the one person who meant everything to her.

Heero Yuy.

Haruka slowly stood up… still at a loss for words before shakily taking a few steps towards him.

She saw him get up on his seat and dismount from the cockpit.

The Gundam Pilot proceeded to take a couple of steps to her direction as he quietly removed his headgear.

His chocolate brown hair with long bangs fluffed out lightly while his cobalt blue irises were steadily fixed at her.

No doubt… it was him… the most important person in her life.

"H-Heero…" She finally uttered… calling out to him eloquently as she took a couple of steps forward… before breaking into a run towards the mobile suit pilot.

She felt something hot… once again streak down her sky blue orbs.

But now was not the time to take notice of such… reaction, what's most imperative was the fact that he had returned.

"Heero!" Haruka joyfully exclaimed while running towards him.

She saw him smile… that simple, small and knowing smirk that was only accorded to her.

It was always warm enough to melt her heart.

The raven haired beauty was still a few meters away from Heero before she reflexively flung herself into his arms.

He instinctively threw his headgear aside and opened his arms as the Gundam Pilot easily caught her.

Haruka wrapped her own arms around him before burying her face on his chest.

There… she found what she was looking for.

The one place where she belongs… the lone place where he belongs… and the only place where both of them rightfully belong.

In each other's arms.

"Don't go, Heero! Don't go! Don't go anywhere else without me! Don't leave me anymore, please!" The lovely young woman poured out after feeling him hug her tenderly.

"Haruka." The brown haired boy only replied, pressing her lightly and even closer to him.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry, Heero! I was so scared and confused! I let my fears and anxieties get the best of me! I'm so sorry!" Haruka cried as she wept earnestly while being enclosed inside his arms.

"It's ok, Haruka. You don't have anything to be sorry for." Heero gently assured as he whispered the words into her ears.

"I'm so glad you came back! I knew I already lost you! I was too late! You already left! Thank God, He gave you back to me!" She said to him in relief as tears continued to stream down her eyes.

"It's because I heard you, Haruka. Maybe the Divine… or fate… or destiny intended this to happen… but one thing I'm sure of… I was thinking of trying again before I heard your call."

She gently broke free from their embrace and gazed at him questioningly.

"My… call?"

"Don't go. You said those two words repeatedly… they were able to reach me." He answered while gazing deeply into her tear stained eyes.

"Then, don't go anyplace without me! Don't go somewhere I can't follow you! I've decided! I'm going with you! I'm sure of it!"

"Haruka… are you really sure about this? You know… I still have to go. I can't stay here anymore. I don't belong in this time." Heero added while using his thumb to clear the tears still flowing down her cheeks.

She smiled lovingly as he wiped the tears away from her eyes… only to realize that even his eyes were glazed as well.

The raven haired beauty gently nodded before tracing her fingers gently across his hair and his cheeks.

"There are a million reasons why we can't be together… why we can't be with each other. Both of us can come up with a multitude of excuses why we should just forget each other and give up on what we have." Haruka explained while looking intensely into his Prussian blue orbs.

"But deep inside our hearts… both of us know that we are going to make the biggest mistake in our lives if we don't stand up and fight for the love that we have! Everything inside of me… my heart, mind, body and soul knows and cries out that this love is worth fighting for! Because you belong to me! Because I belong to you! And we… both of us belong only to each other!" The lovely young woman reasoned as her cornflower irises locked their gaze with Heero's own.

"If we let each other go and let this opportunity slip away… in my heart… I know… we are bound to live the rest of our lives in sorrow and regret. I refuse to live a life like that! I only have one reason, Heero, only one." She continued before using both of her palms to hold the collar of Heero's flight suit.

The raven haired beauty saw his cobalt blue orbs widened in surprise from her actions while she paused to study his features.

"I love you so much, Heero. It's the one reason I know… why I would always fight for you." Haruka clearly stated before pulling him towards her and placing their lips together.

Lightly.

Gently.

Tenderly.

True, there would always be that blazing passion and burning desire whenever her lips found his due to the intensity of their feelings for one another yet for this one particular moment… both of them responded in a different manner.

The two of them kissed each other with a love fueled only by comfort and relief.

Haruka pulled Heero even closer to her while holding the collar of his flight suit in a tight grip. She felt herself being encased in a warm, tender embrace within the confines of his lean, well-toned arms.

The brown haired young man gave her light and soft kisses, similar to the ones she had been sharing. Their tongues only made slight and tender caresses as both of them were more focused and relieved at the fact that they were finally together… that they still have each other… and that they truly belong with one another.

She felt him kiss her back with soothing care and nothing but sheer gladness. Her heart jumped with joy and fulfillment as through his lips, Heero connected his own heart with hers to pacify and appease the loneliness and unhappiness that previously reigned within its margins. His heart would only love hers… as their hearts were the only perfect pair for each other. She mesmerized and relished the overflowing feelings contained within her soul. She gave it solely to Heero who never thought twice on giving even more to surpass her. Haruka clutched at his collar even tighter… closing her eyes as tears continued to descend… kissing Heero with all the happiness and affection she could offer. She now finally understood how much they love one another… they always wanted to return and uplift each other's feelings into greater heights… soar even higher… together.

There could only be one… for there could never be anyone else.

Heero was hers.

Haruka was his.

They were only for each other.

Gently though reluctantly… Haruka freed their lips.

She was still catching her breath when Heero tipped her chin slightly for her to meet his eyes.

The lovely campus idol was enthralled at her reflection appearing inside his piercing cobalt blue orbs when Heero softly spoke.

"I love you so much, Haruka. You will forever be my one purpose… my only hope."

He tenderly kissed her on the lips once more before gently smiling at her.

"Always?" She asked… a loving and playful beam painted on her lips.

"For eternity, Haruka." Heero replied, before sweeping her off her feet in a warm, tight and tender embrace.

She squeezed herself at him in return.

The snow fell lightly on the reunited couple as Haruka contentedly sighed after resting her head on Heero's chest.

They were ultimately fated… destined for each other.

However, it was not handed to them on a silver platter.

They needed to weather countless storms, trials and hardships, before both of them eventually found the light at the end of the dark tunnel.

They worked hard and proved their love was something so special that both of them were worthy and deserving to have.

In the end, their prayers… their hopes… their dreams… all of it have been answered.

They were always… meant to be.

They truly belong with each other.

She was… happy.

No, to be precise, both of them… were overjoyed.

They were finally together.

"I love you so much, Heero, for all of time."

Haruka's Wings - THE END

Author's Notes:

Finally, the long and much anticipated ending is over. It is fluffy, sappy, emotional, heart racing, dramatic and romantic. Just the way I planned it to be since the story's conception back in 2011. To all the reviewers and readers who have been following and supporting Haruka's Wings – Thank you so much, I am very grateful for all the support and inspiration. It took me almost three years to finish what I started last August 25th 2011 but with the overwhelming response and drive the crossover has garnered, it was more than enough for me to keep my focus and determination to finish the story.

So is this really the end? You may have noticed that I haven't placed the "Completed" tag yet for Haruka's Wings. Meaning… I'm taking this time for me to give back my gratitude to all the fans that strongly supported my first and should I say… magnum opus. Yes, there will be one more, a final chapter to be released that is focused on the 'happily ever after' for Haruka Morishima and Heero Yuy. Consider it as a token of my appreciation and fan service to all the devoted, relentless and tireless HW supporters.

Bucio, my friend, thank you for allowing usage on the Heero x Haruka fan work you made. I'll be using it as a special and temporary book cover till HW20 is released.

I'll be saving my personal thanks to the avid and dedicated reviewers of Haruka's Wings on the final chapter. Once again, ladies and gentlemen, my friends, thank you!

So what do you think of the story? Did you love the ending? Hated it? I'd really appreciate hearing your thoughts and same goes to all those who have silently yet diligently and patiently supported Haruka's Wings all these years. Please review!

See you all on the Epilogue!

"Yosh!" I inwardly uttered while looking at myself in the mirror.

My hair seems to be getting longer… well, more than I am usually comfortable with. Ok, apply some powder here… then some light lipstick and I should be all set! Why the boss had to send a reminder that I need to come in early today is beyond me. I always come early! Oh well, all he did was to inform me that someone new was already waiting for me at the office. Can you believe that? Someone new, at this point of the semester! My goodness… he's either so good or very influential to still get in despite the remaining number of days before the term ends. Oh well… that's that, not my call.

I placed the small compact inside my bag before making one last rundown.

Why am I doing this?

And why am I so conscious and fidgety?

I am past that age, for whatever's sake that is. But here I am, in front of the mirror making sure that I've prepared myself properly for the greeting. Wait… don't tell me, I'm excited?! Was it because of that sight I saw last night? Err… It was accidental! No… don't fool yourself… I've been waiting for such a thing since that conversation. But hey… it wouldn't hurt to… hope, right? Oh… I'm really being too silly right now! All of this, because I need to meet and greet someone new.

Whoever you are, buster, you're one lucky person to see me at my… very best.

Hmm… my irises no matter how dark or sable they are… its just too common here.

Ahhh! I have to stop this. I really need to go, all this preparing and such… I might end up late which in turn would be quite embarrassing for my position.

"Yosh!" I repeated but this time, I really took it as my queue to leave the powder room.

The soft clacking of my shoes echoed on the still empty hallway as it would still be another hour before the morning sessions begins. Whoever that guy is sure knows how to arrive on time for his first day. Well, it would certainly make a very good first impression.

Ok… white blouse… no wrinkles, check. Black skirt and dark stockings… no runs, all clear. It's time to get inside the room now.

The sliding door snapped easily to the side as I opened it. A few steps into the office and I was able to spot him. He sat on a chair in front of my table found at the corner with his back facing me. After scanning the room for any other occupant, I found myself alone with the newcomer, whoever he is.

I diligently made my way to him. It was the start of a new day and there are a good number of items we'll need to discuss.

The young man seemed to have heard me as he attentively stood up and faced me.

Whoa… he's quite tall and well… his features… he's a foreigner.

Nice purple eyes and a smooth grin laced his lips. His coat hung nicely… the guy has a very good frame.

Wait a sec… I've been ogling him!

Soon as I realized this, I felt something mildly hot prickling my cheeks.

No way, don't tell me… I think I am blushing!

After I cleared my throat to get some breathing space, I met his eyes once again only to realize he's been doing the same thing!

He's… well… not that I can blame him… he's been looking at me with his lips slightly parted as well.

Hah! I still have that effect on men, do I? Ohh… what have I been thinking on such an occasion!

"Please, take a seat." I motioned to him.

He then sat down after I did.

"Ok, let's get down to business. It's already March, only a month left before the school term ends. It is very unusual to see a new face at this point of the school year, but at any case, welcome to Kibitou Senior High. My name is Takahashi Maya, I'll be your homeroom teacher for Class 2-A."

He then smiled copiously when I asked him to introduce himself.

"The name's… Duo. Duo Maxwell." The young man began while his long braided hair swayed gently as he nodded slightly.

I'm not sure if it's just me but his lavender orbs seemed to be sparkling as he spoke the next words.

"…and I'm your destiny."

My heart skipped a couple of beats upon hearing him utter that declaration.

Who is this boy?

Why am I… getting like this over a boy?

During that very moment the conversation I had with Morishima-san two months ago suddenly began its playback inside my mind.

Haruka-san smiled impishly upon seeing me instantaneously flush deep red due to her last comment.

"Maya-sensei, I owe everything to that wish I made on that shooting star a few months ago. It gave me a soul mate! Maybe you should try it too."

"Morishima-san... I still remember you saying that just a few days back. But I'm telling you, such matters are on the least of my priorities right now."

"Really, sensei? Then why are you very keen and easily take notice on such matters? Are you perchance... looking for what they refer as THE ONE too?"

"W-well... it's just..."

"Trust me Maya-sensei... springtime will come for you, just make a wish on a shooting star once you see one."

For some strange reason, I found myself at a loss for words as the young man smiled warmly at me.

"A shooting star… the one I saw and made a silly wish last night."

It was all that I could whisper within my thoughts.

'Let me meet the one I'm supposed to end up with.'

The prayer I… unconsciously uttered while gazing at the magnificent sight.

My heartbeats… I could feel them furiously knocking on the walls of my chest.

The controlled temperature within the limits of his bedroom… or more appropriately and very recently, their room had stabilized just a couple of minutes ago. Rumpled bed sheets, strewn clothing and cotton pillows lay scattered everywhere. Save for his meager personal articles neatly arranged inside the drawer and closet, everything else was a mess. Good thing though, Haruka's tote bag along with its contents, which included a few pieces of garments, some items for personal hygiene, one of her signature black headbands and a pair of stuff toys which she was quick to call their children had been spared from what Heero could only describe as an onslaught.

He smirked subtly before shaking his head sideways as he surveyed the area. The current master of mobile suit Epyon then proceeded to gently lay down the tray which held two cups of steaming brewed coffee along with a couple of slices of buttered toast on the empty round table. He fixed his Prussian irises at Haruka's sleeping form on their bed before deciding to take a seat on the empty chair near the small round table.

The Gundam Pilot sighed and chuckled softly as he unconsciously blurted out his thoughts.

"You're like a peaceful angel whenever you're sleeping… but no different from a rampaging monster when you're… inspired."

He took his eyes off from her for a second as he carefully prepared their breakfast, careful enough not to wake up the sleeping beauty on their bed.

"Uh hum… to hear that coming from another rampaging brute when he's also inspired is quite ironic, don't you think?" Haruka quipped in return, causing him to shift his gaze back at her.

Heero laughed lightly before retorting, "Says… the very same goddess who leaves a pond of dribble on my chest."

"Oh… you're starting a war, Heero. By the way… you… your face is turning red… do you like the view?" She teased at him while smiling seductively.

He only grunted before moving to her bedside.

"Looking for another round, hotshot?" Haruka slyly inquired.

"Despite my body getting covered with a lot of nail scratches and bite marks? I'll gladly take you on that challenge, Haruka." He replied, earning him a soft pinch on his shoulder from the lovely young woman.

"You!" The raven haired beauty playfully said yet the gleam on her sky blue orbs were both meaningful and mystifying.

"But before that… I want to show you something." Heero answered as he gently beckoned and ushered Haruka to the long couch overlooking the vacant side of the bedroom.

He then pressed the remote control button to open the bay windows of their room. The large panel was soon revealed, protected by a very thick layer of super reinforced glass and titanium which allowed a sprawling view of the emptiness of outer space to the room's occupants.

"It's beautiful, Heero!" Haruka stated as her eyes wondered in awe at the vast expanse of outer space.

He sat next to her on the long couch and together they marveled at the numerous stars decorating and twinkling at the entireness of space. Haruka instinctively rested her head above his chest while embracing him lovingly with her arms. Heero smiled and leaned his chin on her hair as they relaxed while marveling the view in silence.

"I always thought that our existence is insignificant when compared to the vastness of space. We are after all… but a tiny speck to the wholeness of the universe." He said while gently hugging Haruka.

"Yes."

"I never thought that in spite of such irrelevance… I'd be able see my own value… my own place… my own home… till you came and gave meaning to my life, Haruka." The Gundam Pilot continued, causing Haruka to softly peel from his embrace and look deeply into his eyes.

"Heero…"

"Haruka… you'll never know how much… how truly happy I am. You… here with me right now… here by my side. Thank you for giving me a reason to believe, a purpose to live and a love that is always worth fighting for." Heero uttered as he gazed intently into her cornflower irises.

"Heero…" The raven haired beauty sighed before planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"Thank you for not giving up on me as well. For doing your best and facing all the odds that life has thrown on us. I know we could handle everything as long as we are together. We can face any trials and hardships because we have each other. And know this… even though we were initially separated by time and space, both of us feel and know that we only belong to each other." She tenderly told him while smiling warmly.

"I am yours… always, Haruka" He softly said at the lovely young woman.

"As I am yours… forever, Heero." Haruka soothingly replied in return.

"I love you, Haruka."

"Nope… that won't be good enough, Heero." The campus idol of Kibitou Senior High impishly noted at him.

"I love you so much, Morishima Lovely Haruka." Heero sincerely declared while gazing intensely into her sky blue orbs.

"I love you so much too, Yuy Heero." Haruka confidently answered before pulling him close to her.

With the backdrop of a trillion stars, a myriad number of hopes and dreams, the promise of a lifetime and the magnificence of outer space they shared one deep, long and passionate kiss.

'For always… Heero.'

'For eternity… Haruka.'

Haruka's Wings - FIN

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