~*~*~
"Isis... Now!"
I calmly watched the line of peaceful, low-lying buildings be consumed in flames as an
explosion shook the earth under my feet. *BOOM!*
"Ninmu kanryou..."
"Good job, Syren. Return to base."
~*~*~
It had been 2 years since we started fighting this war, and I was sick of it. It sure
was a helluva way to spend the18th and 19th years of your life. The only upsides were that
we had all mastered the zero system (those cracked scientists had extras hanging around!)
and had discovered an unknown Gundam and pilot. This new Gundam would always appear out of
nowhere when we were losing, which was often, and help us. The enemy was an alien race that
we still knew practically nothing about other than the bare facts. They were not humanoid,
they wore suits similar to ours except much faster and more destructive - made out of
organic materials - and they wanted us humans dead. Now.
We were now involed in a battle we had been fighting in for at least two and a half
hours. We were tired, even me. I couldn't talk, I was so tired. Even Trowa was more silent
than usual, if that was possible. We were losing - bad. There was only one word for it.
"Kuso...".
We were now surrounded. I reviewed the possibilities. It all came down to either
waiting for the other Gundam or self-destructing. I gave the Gundam a few more seconds to
appear, the most I could spare, then took the saftey off the self-destruct and got ready to
get on my knees and pray that it worked this time...
"Prepare to run the sonic attack mechanism."
The familiar voice of Nemisis answered me,"Yes, Pilot."
I linked comm units with the other Gundams, thankful for the voice scrambler.
"You know the drill. Today I will meet you, in the Sahara. Sending co-ordinates"
They all made a beeline for the shimmering blue planet.
I waited until they were gone, then concentrated on gathering. The few suits who
decided to disturb me were quickly dispatched with my laser swords while I could feel the
energy coursing through my veins, building in my brain, in the very middle. I stopped, held
it for a second to let it build like yeast does to bread, then released it as a sonic
shockwave. I could Hear my enemies screaming in agony followed by their suits exploding
then silence. I sighed and allowed my humanity to surface in a smirk. One thing was for
sure, those bastards sure as hell didn't like loud noises. At least this one small section
of space was at peace again. For now. The memory of a certain pair of mysterious emerald
green eyes and wild bangs spurred me into action.
"Prepare for re-entry to Earth sphere", I barked.
"Yes, Pilot."
"Time to re-introduce myself to our fellow freaks, Nemisis."
"Where in the _hell_ are they?! This is _boring_! I'm hungry! It's hot! I'm _BORED_!!!"
Heero turned, lifted his upper lip and growled ever so menacingly in my direction. EEp!
"Shutting up", I said. To emphasize this point, I wrapped my braid around the lower
part of my head.
"Baka...", he muttered and turned back to scouting the sky.
Trowa, Quatre and Wufei rolled their eyes and went back to their incredibly exciting
game of "Go Fish". I settled down to take a nap and gaze at the spectacular sunset. Laying
on my back on the sand, I looked for clouds. Instead of clouds, I saw a Gundam. I pointed
and yelled,"There they are!"
Jumping up, I started to run to where I thought it was going to land. Heero beat me.
Damn him.
As the Gundam landed, we got a good close up view. It was a dark purple, with black
and gold trimmings. The shield was completely black and it carried not one, but two laser
swords and a buster rifle. It also had wings like the Zero's but they were purple and
black. The hatch opened and someone in a long black hooded cloak took the zip line down and
began to walk towards us. Damn I was nervous. A light breeze swept gently by to reveal the
person's beat-up, black army boots. Hmmm... I liked black too. They stopped a bit in front
of us, and it was possible to see that this person was a little shorter than we were. Then
came the shocker.
"I am Odin Lowe, Jr. Code name Heero Yuy. I pilot Wing Zero."
"Holy crap! Hell must have frozen over! He speaks!!! Oh, right, I'm Duo Maxwell. I
pilot Deathscythe Hell Custom."
"I am Nanashii. Code name Trowa Barton. I pilot Heavyarms Custom."
"Quatre Raberba Winner, it's a pleasure. I pilot Sandrock Custom."
"Chang Wufei, last of the Dragon Clan of L5. I pilot Nataku."
The hooded person acknowledged this with a slight nod. This pissed Heero off for some
odd reason. He pulled that omnipresent pistol from his spandex and aimed it threatingly at
the hooded newcomer. What pissed him off even more was that he found the point of a glowing
purple energy sword at his throat. He growled but put away the gun. The person opened the
fist closed around the end of the sword and allowed it to dissapate. How did this person do
that with their bare hands? It's impossible... ne? I moved forward to push the hood off,
and much no my suprise(not), I had the energy sword at my chest and the pistol in my face.
"All righty. I get it. It's a you and Heero thing. I can take a hint. Jeeze..."
I backed off. Quick. The sword dissapated again and Heero took the end of the pistol
and pushed the person's hood off. As he put the pistol away, the rest of us verbalized our
shock.
"Nani?! That onna! Injustice!!"
"What are _you_ doing here? I'm fighting so you don't have to!!"
"Holy hell! Where have you been girl?! Haven't seen your ass in years! How are you?
I'm cool."
"Hello Serena."
She laughed and smiled, her Prussian blue eyes shining,"Well, hello to you too,
Nanashii." She saluted Heero."I am Isis Lowe. A.K.A. - Serena Thompson. Code name Syren. I
pilot Nemisis."
Wait just a damn minute... Prussian blue!? They're dark violet! I could tell the other
guys were thinking along the same lines. It was time to get some answers.
I looked around at each of their faces in turn. Wufei looked scandalized, he seemed to
be having a problem digesting the fact that a _woman_ could and was piloting a Gundam.
Heero looked genuinely confused that I had called myself Isis _Lowe_. Well, he was going to
have to get used to me because I really _was_ his genetic twin sister... Trowa seemed to be
curious as to where I had been since graduation. Quatre was a little pissed looking and
wanted to know exactly what the hell I thought I was doing. Duo simply wanted to know what
in the name of Kami was going on. They were all looking back at me expectantly. I sat on
the sand and waited until they did the same. Then I began to speak.
"In A.C. 180, on L1 colony, years of genetic testing and manipulation came together
when a team of scientists created a group of nearly perfect fetuses. By nearly perfect,
they meant that these children and eventually adults, could take huge amounts of physical
and mental abuse without being fazed. They could also pull off almost inhuman things like
performing a massacre without blinking an eye. It all depended on the training."
"As they grew older, the weaker were weeded out one by one, until there were two left
- one male and one female. It was decided that when the male was old enough, he would be
trained to protect the colony. The female would be allowed to live a normal life. She was
tagged, in case they had to find her in the unlikely event she would be needed to take her
brother's place or help him. The boy was trained as the "Perfect Soldier", while the girl
was adopted by a daughter of the wealthy Winner family of L4. He learned to make bombs; she
learned to make daisy chains. He was trained in firearms and stealth; she learned to be a
lady as her uncle and best friend was trained to be the heir."
"When the girl was nine, her adopted parents died in a car wreck. Because she had not
been trained as her brother had, the mental strain proved too much, and she lapsed into
insanity. She also became, during this time of trauma, a clairvoyant, a telepath and an
empath. She bounced from hospital to hospital on Earth and the Colonies for five years, a
hopeless case, until her uncle tracked her down in Tokyo, Japan. He managed to get her out
and set her up to live on her own. She was in perfect mental health by this time and was
doing well in school and the various activities she was involved in."
"By then, the Eve Wars were in full swing. Her brother, her uncle and three others
were Gundam pilots, defending their colonies against oppression. After the wars were
resolved and Mariemaia's uprising had also been dealt with, the scientists of L1 sensed a
new threat. It was agreed that it was time to find the girl, as the boy alone may not be
enough. They dispatched one of the younger scientists, Dr. X, to track her down."
"She was found one rainy afternoon in the company of her uncle. Dr. X contacted her,
explained the situation and trained her the way she was meant to be in less than 4 months.
She was given a Gundam and was occasionally sent out on missions. After she finished Senior
High, Dr. X contacted her again to train her with new techniques. She learned how to
manufacture more powerful explosives, became an expert in firearms, marksmanship and
hacking and managed to refine her mental abilities. Dr. X then began to give her chemical
injections in order to make her more like the enemy - the aliens, the Angelou. Her genes
mutated, and she became able to control various forms of energy. She also was capable of
piloting to a higher extent because of her new mental powers of kinesis and she began using
a program that used her nerve impulses to pilot her Gundam, effectivly making it an
extension of herself. The chemicals only have two side-effects; one, her eye color can be
changed at will, two, she is now prone to many mental disorders. The first is not bad, as
it is useful for disguising herself. The second isn't either because she was prone to that
in the first place."
"My mission right now is to join the Gundam pilots and help them defeat the Angelou.
Enough answers for you? Any more questions?", I looked around the circle and just to irk
them, I shifted my eye color to mirror that of the person I was looking at.
I looked around at the other guys. Quatre was the only one with an emotion on his face
and it was... suprise. The other 3 had lapsed into an uncomfortable silence. It looked like
it was up to me to break the mood. Go figure.
I got up, crossed the circle, and gave her the bear-hug to end all bear-hugs.
"That's good enough. It's nice to have you back... ano, what should we call you now?"
"Serena is fine", she said with a laugh, "Now gentleman, where are your manners? Not
one of you has asked to take my cloak?"
Yep, she hasn't changed a bit.
~*~*~
"You wanted to talk to me Quatre?" I asked.
Of course I knew exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to chew me out, I knew
because he was broadcasting his thoughts loud and clear. However, I decided not to say
anything. He had been dying to talk to me the whole time Duo and I had been jabbering away
during the meager supper (we had all just decided to spend the night in the desert), but he
hadn't uttered a syllable. It was unnerving. Instead of dwelling on it, I focused myself on
the task at hand, installing the remote detonation capability onto Nemisis. And dammit, I
needed a screwdriver. Trying to keep the device where I had placed it, a task which
required both hands, I fumbled around a bit before Quatre helped me hold it, leaving me
free to get the tool.
"Thanks", I mumbled through a mouthful of screws.
He didn't say anything.
"Are you gonna say something or pull a Trowa?"
"Pull a Trowa?"
"Oh, you know, answer a question with silence."
Silence reigned supreme.
"I'll take that as a yes."
I let the words hang in the air for a moment while I put the finishing touches on. I
got to my feet and dusted off my strechy black pants, rearranged my headband, grabbed the
remote for the mechanism and turned to face him. He was frowning. To make Quatre upset
enough to frown was _not_ a good thing. I launched into Mega Diversionary Tactic number
124. Smiling hugely, I took him by the wrist, then swung him around and onto the sand.
Turning back to Nemisis, I whispered,"Nemisis, it's goodbye tomorrow. I'll miss you."
Following Quatre onto the warm sand, I grabbed him again by the wrist and took off in
the direction of a group of rocks I had spotted earlier.
"Where are we going Serena?"
"To star gaze Quatre."
"Nani? We haven't done that since..."
"Since we were 8?"
"Yeah."
"Where are Serena and Quatre?"
"Talking. Keep your nose out of other people bussiness Maxwell-baka", Wufei snapped.
"Jeeze Wu-chan! Are we experiencing PMS or what?"
"Kisama! Hold still baka! I'll give you a haircut!" he said, drawing his katana.
I _thought_ that would get a response out of him.
I dissolved into giggles, listening to Duo and Wufei's "conversation" as it drifted
across the dunes. Quatre however, was looking expectantly at me. I sat and laid back on one
of the many rocks and looked into the sky. The stars were breathtakingly beautiful from
Earth, like a black velvet sheet with lots of little holes in it. Peaceful. Serene, like my
name. I looked back at Quatre: he was studying me with those pretty green eyes of his. I
was reminded of our childhood, when we told each other everything, and sometimes had
contests to find out if one of us could actually see the grass grow. We never did. It was
too slow, and we were too active.
"Quatre?"
"Hmm?"
"You remember that song?"
"What song?"
"You know, that song? Ano, what was it's name... I think... "Hoshi No Manazashi"?"
"Oh, that one. What about it?"
"Remember how we used to sing it together all the time?"
He smiled at the memory. "Hai, I remember."
"If you sing it with me, I'll tell you what you want to know. All right?"
He sighed and laid next to me on the stone. "Fine."
I thought for a second to recall the words, then began.
Miagereba ikusen ni /
Kagayaita hoshi-tachi wa /
Itsu no hi mo kawarazu ni mitsumete 'ru /
Ore-tachi no koto wo /
If you look up thousands
Of shining stars
Ever unchanging, gaze
At us
Quatre caught the rhythm and joined in.
Hontou no yasashisa wo /
Omou tabi mayou no wa /
Kizutsuita anata no chikara ni naritai kara da ne /
When you are lost
Think of true kindness
For if you are hurt they want to be your strength
Kanashii toki ya sabishii toki /
Boku wa itsu demo soba ni iru /
Sore demo boku wa anata no itami wo /
Kawatte agerare wa shinai /
Whether be it sad times or lonely times
I'll be at your side
But I cannot
Take the place of your pains for you
Miagereba ikusen ni /
Kagayaita hoshi-tachi no /
Manazashi ga eien no yasashisa kamo shirenai ne /
If you look up perhaps
The gaze of the thousands of shining stars
Is everlasting gentleness
Kono hoshi de boku-tachi ga /
Meguriau guuzen wa /
Ashita e no tobira wo akehanatsu yuuki ni naru ne /
Here on this planet
Our chance encounter
Becomes the courage to open the door to tomorrow
Mou sugu asa ga otozuretara /
Hoshi wa mienaku naru keredo /
Yami no naka demo Hikari no naka demo /
Shizuka ni mirai wo matte iru /
When morning comes
The stars cease to be seen but
In darkness or in light
They silently wait for the future
Toki ni wa kotoba yori mo /
Hitotsu no hohoemi ga /
Kurayami de oboreta yume /
Tasukedashite kureru /
More than words at times
A single smile rescues
A dream drowned in darkness
For me
Mou sugu asa ga otozuretara /
Hoshi wa mienaku naru keredo /
Yami no naka demo Hikari no naka demo /
Shizuka ni mirai wo matte iru /
When morning comes
The stars cease to be seen but
In darkness or in light
They silently wait for the future
Miagereba ikusen ni /
Kagayaita hoshi-tachi no /
Manazashi ga eien no yasashisa kamo shirenai ne /
If you look up perhaps
The gaze of the thousands of shining stars
Is everlasting gentleness
Hoshi no manazashi ni narou /
Let's be the gaze of the stars
"What did you want to ask me, Quatre?"
"Nevermind."
Mission accomplished.
"However,"
Oh crap, here it comes.
"how do you feel about..."
Nani? Wasn't expecting that. At least he's keeping his thoughts to himself now.
"About what Qua-chan?"
"About everything you've learned about yourself, about fighting in this war, about..."
He seemed reluctant to finish.
"About _what_ Quatre!?"
"Ano... You _like_ Trowa don't you?" He looked nervous, like he thought I was going to
backhand him. I could feel my face turning a _very_ becoming shade of tomato.
"Well Quatre, I won't lie to you. Ever since we went to Senior Prom together, I've
found him very... attractive." I must look like I have a _really_ bad sunburn...
"Attractive?"
"Hai. Attractive. And, this war... do you know why the Angelou are trying to wipe us
out?" Ahhh... The wonders of subject change.
"No. But I'm betting you'll tell me."
"They're frightened of us. Frightened of the wonderful things we as a race could
accomplish during peace. So they're exterminating us."
"Oh. What I don't understand though, is why they aren't attacking the colonies..."
"I have _no_ idea."
"At least we know for sure that we're not alone in the universe."
"Quatre?"
"Nani?"
"That was corny."
"I know... Ano, Serena?"
"Nani?"
"Heero's coming."
"Really?"
"Hai. I'm going to leave you two alone."
"Whatever."
I felt his comforting presence leave my side. Absorbed in my own thoughts, I didn't
notice when Heero sat next to me, but when he spoke, his voice wasn't harsh and gutteral
like it usually was. It was almost gentle.
"Serena, are you really my sister?"
"Hai, Odin. I am."
Take it easy Serena. No need to rush it. He'll say more than one sentence at a time
_eventually_...
"Odin..."
"Call me Heero for now."
"Ok. Heero, do you want me to be your sister?"
He looked at me. The corners of his lips turned up. Just barely.
"I'm... not entirely sure... I've never had a _real_ family."
"That's fine. I've got lots of patience."
As quickly as he had come, he was gone again. I was alone with my thoughts. I was
never one for just sitting and thinking so, I went back to the camp and campfire.
~*~*~
Tears... Someone crying for me... Am I dead?... My side... Feels like it's on fire...
Serena... She's the one crying... No... I'm not dead, just about to be... I guess... Gentle
tugging on my braid... A little girl... With Serena's eyes... Violet... With my hair... My
daughter?... Iie... She speaks... "Otouchan"... A hospital... I _hate_ hospitals... The
girl leaves... Serena kisses me... She leaves... I close my eyes...
And wake up.
That dream is so weird. Was I dying? I think so, but that's crazy. I'm Shinigami, the
God of Death, I _can't_ die. Or can I? How... depressing.
Who was that little girl anyway? She called me "Daddy".
And Serena was crying for me. She kissed me...
I got up from my sleeping bag, walked over to where Serena was sleeping, knelt down
and just watched for a few seconds. In the light from the fire's dying embers she looked so
happy and serene. Ha. Serene... So beautiful. So intelligent. So deadly. I loved her.
It wasn't as simple as saying it to her though. Of course not. She just _had_ to have
a really obvious thing for the tall, strong, almost mute type didn't she? Why Trowa? Why
not... Duo?
Lots of girls want me, but I've turned them all down. I've got eyes for only one: a
certain genetically engineered beauty by the name of Serena Zahatra Thompson. Unfortunately
for the great Shinigami, she's got eyes only for the green eyed, banged, clown. I sighed.
Oh well. I'll just have to let things run their course. If she wants Trowa, if that will
make her happy, she can have it. But, if he screws up, I'll kick his ass. The thought of
kicking Trowa's ass made me smile.
I can wait for her. Shinigami's got all the time in the world.
Without realizing it, I had begun to hum a tune. The words ran through my head and I
didn't stop myself as they were very appropriate.
I wanna be with you /
If only for a night /
To be the one who's in your arms /
Who holds you tight /
I wanna be with you /
There's nothing more to say /
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way /
So I`ll hold you tonight /
Like I would if you were mine /
To hold forever more /
And I`ll savor each touch that I wanted /
So much to feel before /
How beautiful it is /
Just to be like this /
I can`t fight this feeling anymore /
It drives me crazy when I try to /
So call my name /
Take my hand /
Make my wish /
Baby, your command? /
I tucked a stray piece of her dark hair behind her ear.
"Aishiteru Serena", I whispered, half hoping she heard me.
She didn't. I went back to my sleeping bag with a grin on my face nevertheless. I'm
Shinigami and I mean what I say and I say what I mean. And as Kami as my witness, I _meant_
that.
~*~*~
Don't say I didn't warn ya.
Info:
1. "Hoshi No Manazashi" or "Star Gaze" is Quatre's second image song.
2. "I Wanna Be With You" is sung by Mandy Moore and is a _very_ beautiful song. If you
haven't heard it, hear it.
~*~*~
NEXT!
~*~*~
Here we go! Chapter 4b... *WAFF alert**WAFF alert* and...
Me: Oi! Shinji-baka! Wassat smell?! *sniffs the air*
Shinji: Ano... *sniffs air* Lime-scented air freshener? *shrugs*
~*~*~
< Things don't have to be this way
Catch me on a better day >
I was awakened from a peaceful, dreamless slumber by someone else's nightmare. He was
being chased by something that _wanted_ him. I got to my feet. There was no way in hell I
was going to let this rest.
< Bury me above the clouds
All the way from here >
I passed Wufei. No, not him. Duo? Nope. He did have his braid held tightly in one hand
though. Cute. Quatre? Iie. Heero? His dreams were _quite_ disturbing, but they weren't
nightmares. That left Trowa. Where the hell was he anyway?
< Take away the things I need
Take away my fear >
His sleeping bag was at the foot of his Gundam. Close enough to the fire to see, but
far enough away so that if he made any noises in his dreams, he wouldn't wake anyone up and
he wouldn't have to explain. I knelt on the sand and leaned over him. His face was pale and
sweaty: his bangs were sticking to his forehead, and his breathing was rapid.
< Hide me in a hollow sound
Happy evermore >
I lifted my hand and gently brushed his bangs away. The second my fingertips touched
his skin, he gave a small cry. His emerald eyes shot open and he grabbed my wrist hard.
"Don't touch me", he rasped, his grip on my wrist tightening, eliciting a small gasp
from me. I Saw dark, depressing green-blue.
< Everything I had to give
gave out long before >
"Trowa?!" I whispered.
His beautiful eyes had a scared, hunted look. He had been running his entire life from
the memories that found him in his dreams. All he wanted was to be told he was needed,
wanted and loved. Should I tell him now?
Finally realizing what he was doing, he let me go, then rolled over and proceeded to
ignore me. You're not getting rid of me that easily Trowa Barton.
"Trowa? What were you dreaming about?"
"Nothing", he stated flatly, his voice slightly muffled from hiding behind his own
back.
"Oh. So being pale and sweaty and breathing hard is normal for people to do at night.
Especially when they're dreaming about 'nothing', ne?"
"Serena", he said tiredly and with a resigned sigh, "I'd rather not talk about it."
< Fix me now
I wish you would
Bring me back to life >
"Dammit Barton!" I yelled, "You are _not_ going to brush me off! We are _going_ to
talk abo- !"
"Shhhh! Baka. Do you want the entire planet to wake up?" he hissed.
He had sat up and put one hand over my mouth. Resisting the urge to bite him, I pried
it off and held it in both of mine.
"Yes, if that's what it'll take to get you to talk to me", I hissed back, "Trowa, what
is wrong? Please tell me. I want to help."
< Kiss me blind somebody should
From hollow into light >
He tried to get his hand back but I held on sucessfully.
"Why?"
"Because... because... be-", I faltered. Should I tell him?
He snorted before I could say anything.
"I know you like me Serena. You should just forget it though", he made another futile
attempt to regain use of his hand, " I don't deserve to be loved. I'm worthless, a peice of
trash, used goods. I'm not wanted and that's the way it should be. Just forget it."
< Crashing silent broken down
Falling into night >
"I can't just forget it. I really care for you and... you deserve to be loved, just
like everyone else. Besides, it's too late. Too late to change how I feel. It's too far
into the game for me to turn back."
He said nothing, but I could feel something of the inner war he was experiencing. I
wasn't gripping his hand anymore, he was gripping mine, like I was his last hope. His last
link to the happy living.
< Who gave up and who gave in
I'll go without a fight >
"Trowa, I will never hurt you like they did. I love you."
I could hear my voice cracking but I didn't care. How could I make him understand?
Would he even want to?
*flashback*
My purple dress glitters in the moonlight. Trowa takes my white-gloved hand and leads me
onto the dance floor. We dance and dance and dance. At midnight, firecrackers ascend to the
sky and explode in brilliant showers of red and gold.
I had loved him since that first day at school under the dogwood tree, when I had slapped
Duo and almost made him laugh. I always will.
He looked at me and smiled.
Trowa: Serena?
Serena: Hmmm...
Trowa: We probably won't see each other much after graduation, will we?
Serena: No. We won't.
I looked into his eyes and saw the old demon he was always shying away from. I rarely saw
it when he was with me.
Trowa: I wanted to give you something, to show that we're friends, you know.
Serena: What?
He took his cross necklace out from underneath his dress shirt: the plain, silver one that
he _never_ took off, and put it around my neck.
Trowa: I'll expect it back the next time we see each other.
I was speechless.
After the prom was over, I went home. I didn't come back to school the next day, or the
next. I went to graduation, but he wasn't there.
This was the first time we'd been so close in two years.
*end flashback*
< Cut me down or cut me dead
Cut me in or out >
"Serena...", he murmured, " go to sleep."
"No."
"Serena, go to sleep."
"I said 'no'. I need to give you something."
I felt around my neck for the simple chain, found it and lifted it over my head. I
opened his hand, dropped the necklace into it and closed his long fingers over it. He
looked at me in suprise.
I got up and started to walk away.
< Kiss me blind time after time
Take away my doubt >
"Serena?" he said softly.
I turned around,"Yes, Tro-chan?"
He stood up, walked over to me and slowly put the cross around my neck, his fingers
brushing lightly against my collarbone. They were cold and I shivered at the touch on my
skin, while he ran his fingers up my neck and along my jawline, finally coming to rest at
the back of my head after tucking some loose strands behind my ear.
"Sleep with me", he whispered.
It was a statement, not a question.
< Fix me now
I wish you would
Bring me back to life >
He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and began to explore the inside of my
mouth with his tongue. I kissed back as fiercely as I could, but it was obvious. He was not
a virgin.
"Trowa...", I murmured when we finally broke apart for air.
His fingers were whispering against me delicately under my shirt, tracing my ribs and
spine, running slyly under the hooks of my bra, while his lips were brushing against the
tender places on my neck.
"Are you a virgin?", I finished.
Without stopping he replied, "No", and began to move us over to the sleeping bag.
< Kiss me blind somebody should
From hollow into light >
He put me on my back and laid next to me, then took my hand and interlaced his thin,
elegant fingers with mine.
"Are _you_ a virgin?"
I could feel myself blushing.
"Hai."
He smiled a little and kissed me again, the feather-light touch of his lips on mine
making me ache.
"I thought so."
< Things don't have to be this way
Catch me on a better day >
He bit my tongue playfully, while I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran my hands
over his newly-bared chest and back. I sighed; it was like dream.
There was no war, no Sight, no worries, just Trowa and I. Nothing else mattered.
(The author runs by screaming as she is pelted by rabid lemon fans with... lemons. Her
Bishonen - Shinji, miraculsly growing a spine, comes out and saves her from death by tangy
fruit with simple irrefutable logic. "She's underage alright!" The fans slink away
dejectedly.)
< Take away the things I dream
One time one place one more >
I was tired, sweaty and sore, but happy. I turned my head to gaze at Trowa: he was
sleeping peacefully, a tiny smile across his features. No nightmares. I moved closer to him
for warmth from the chill night air, in response to which he unconsiously draped an arm
across my stomach and put his head on my chest. This extra weight produced a sharp pain in
my back.
Slowly, carefully, so as not to wake Trowa, I sat up a little bit and pulled the cross
to the front. I was pretty sure I had a mark. I had odd marks in odder places, but that
wasn't important.
< Fix me now
I wish you would
Bring me back to life >
"I didn't know you had a belly-button piercing", he said, smirking and playing with my
fingers at the same time.
"I didn't know you had a tatoo", I replied with a laugh.
"We'd better get up and get you back to your own sleeping bag before anyone else wakes
up," Trowa stated matter-of-factly.
< Kiss me blind somebody should
From hollow into light >
"Sleep well?" Duo inquired.
I almost laughed my ass off.
"Yes."
I had laid in my sleeping bag unable to sleep for thirty minutes before Wufei had
gotten up and gone off to practice his katas, muttering something about justice and baka
onnas.
When Wufei had come back, the rest of us got up and we were now in the process of
getting ready to leave.
"Serena, where do you live?" asked Quatre.
"Off of Kat's Hospitality. Got kicked out of my apartment two weeks ago for raucous
partying."
Duo laughed.
"Well... You could live with us. We've got an extra room", said Quatre.
I glanced at Trowa: he nodded.
< Things don't have to be this way
Catch me on a better day >
I looked from the dune into the rising sun behind Nemisis. So many things had changed
in just a few hours, that the world seemed new to my eyes. I smiled and raised the
detonator.
"Goodbye old girl. Be seein' ya."
I pressed the button.
White rays of light lit up the surrounding sand, turning the world into a blinding
wash. I put a hand over my eyes, determined not to miss a second of one of my best friend's
last moments. A hot gust of wind whipped my hair around painfully as red, glowing cracks
appeared in Nemisis's shield plates. In a final blaze of glory, the gundamium plates burst
apart in a showy display of fire, explosives and gravity.
~*~*~
*blushing madly* I still can't _believe_ I wrote that... Ummm... Stay tuned for Chapter 5.
*still blushing*
Wufei: *sneers* Weakling...
Shadddap U!!!!!
