Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden from the World ❯ You have to know someone to miss them ( Chapter 2 )

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The childhood of his life was not ordinary. All of his sisters were grown in test tubes.
Every time his father looked at this body, into these eyes. Great pain, filled me. It was
agonizing. This body reminded him of his wife, and what she sacrificed. Though instead of
only one dying for the child, both did.


Quatra stood at the edge of a cliff, his mind wandering. Not to his family, but to his past.
Hearing footsteps climbing the hill, he stiffened. An image filled his mind, of a young girl
with cotton candy hair and apple red eyes.

"Usa-Mama!" He shook his head violently trying to
get the image out of his head. The child danced around then ploped down and starring out over
the ocean. "isn't it beautiful Usa-mama?"

"Yes, Chibiusa it is." The silence was disrupted
by heavy footsteps. Usagi turned around only to be punched in the gut. Falling down to the
ground, she clutched her chest, breathing heavally.

"Usa-mama!"

"Do you miss them?" Quatra released his breath once hearing who it was. Shaking his head once
more, to clear the images from his mind.

"You have to know someone to miss them." That was the first time Quatra aswered truthfully.
And the other was slightly shocked. "Trowa, why are you sad?" His eyes were still on the
setting sun, yet out of the corner of his eye, he could see Trowa looking at him. "If it
for me then you are wasting your time." The green eyes stayed the same, emotionless. They
just stared at the blonde.

"Do you know what it is like to know nothing? To have no knowledge of anything, not even your
name." Quatra sighed.

"I wish." Trowa's eyes turned harsh.

"No you don't. You would have no memories of the past, no-"

"No Trowa you don't understand!" A little taken back by his sudden outburst, Trowa desided to
be quiet. "If you lived through what I lived through, you would beg to lose your memories.
You would rather be with Quatra then live my life every day."