Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ To See What Was ❯ Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

         &nb sp;  “Maxwell!” yelled a young Chinese boy with jet-black hair pulled into a tight ponytail.            &nbs p;   “What Wu-man?” replied a boy with long braided chestnut brown hair.  “I haven’t done anything to you yet!”            &n bsp;   The young Chinese boy growled at the boy before him and spoke through grit teeth.  “That’s not why I’m looking for you.”            &n bsp;  Duo looked at him with a raised eyebrow.  “Then what do you want?”            & nbsp;  “It’s about Yuy,” replied Wu-Fei.                “What about him?”            &n bsp;  “He’s missing.”           &nbs p;   “Pshht, yeah right.  He’s probably off taking another mission that we don’t know about.  You know how he is Wu-Fei.  He’s always taking off when no one’s watching,” snorted Duo.             &nb sp; “It’s different this time,” said Wu-Fei.  Duo looked at his questioningly with his hands behind his head.             &n bsp; “How so?”  he asked.             & nbsp; Makoto exhaled as she sank into her sofa.  It had been a long week for her and she predicted that the weeks to come would be just as tiring.  Makoto had revealed herself to Kiori as his mother, which was awkward for everyone, and she had to find a way to keep Haruka from finding out.  Not only did she have to do that, but she had to pull double-shifts at work, fight evil and make sure to keep her other identity hidden from Heero and Kiori who had just recently moved into the apartment next to her.  Of course, it didn’t help that the walls were so thin that you could practically hear every movement your neighbor made.  It seemed like every night she had to sneak back into her apartment through the window just to make sure Heero and Kiori didn’t see her come home late and start an interrogation.  After all, Kiori, after getting over his shock, had grown to be fixated on his mother’s habits and activities she took part in.  It was almost as if he was a kid again following her everywhere she went and calling for her when he couldn’t see her.  Speaking of which…            & nbsp;   “Hey mom!” said Kiori as he walked nonchalantly through the door.  Makoto sighed and rubbed her head while he seated himself next to her.             &nb sp; “You can’t just walk into my apartment whenever you like,” she stated dully.  “People will get suspicious.”           & nbsp;   “Oh, sorry,” said Kiori with a lopsided grin as he scratched the back of his head.             &n bsp;  Makoto sighed again.  “And don’t call me mom, you know I have friends that might hear you and get some crazy ideas.  They’re very open to time travel and alternate universes,” she stated plainly.              ;  “Sorry,” said Kiori again.             & nbsp; “Its fine,” she said as she got up and kissed him on the forehead.  “Where’s Heero?”                Kiori looked at her awkwardly and suddenly gasped as he realized the meaning of his mother’s question.  “He’s over in the other apartment.”           &n bsp;   “Doing what?” she asked from the kitchen.              ;  “I don’t know,” he lied as he sat comfortably observing the photographs on the nearby coffee table.  “Say, Mo-Makoto, do you have to work today?” he asked.             & nbsp;           “Yup,” she replied.  Disappointed, he slumped back into the sofa.  Another day at work, doesn’t his mom do anything else?  All she had was stress and occasional anger flashes.  It had been a couple weeks now and Kiori had been excited to see what his mother was really like when she was younger.  He was already impressed that she wasn’t a princess and actually had to work for her prize and couldn’t help but to watch her in what she did and how she dressed.  She was a hard worker and surprised Kiori with how independent she was.  It was quite contrary to what she was like in the future.                “Breakfast is ready,” said Makoto from the kitchen.  Kiori then sprung from his seat and made his way to the kitchen table.  Another thing that he had grown to appreciate over the last few days was his mother’s cooking.  There certainly wasn’t any other chef that was quite as good as she was.             &nb sp; “Mom, why don’t you cook on Jupiter?” he asked as he drooled over the strong aroma that filled the air.  Makoto shrugged nonchalantly placing food on Kiori’s plate.             & nbsp; “I never have time, I guess.”  By then Kiori was already stuffing his face relentlessly with his mother’s food.  Makoto sighed as she sat across from her son and stared at him.  She soon drifted into a daydream and was brought to reality by the beeping coming from her watch.  Hastily she covered it and laughed nervously as Kiori looked at her in wonder.                “It’s 9:13, mom, why would you have your alarm set for that time?” asked Kiori.             & nbsp; “Don’t talk with food in your mouth!” she said trying to ignore the question.  “Now, I’ve got to go Kiori so tell Heero that I went to work.”            & nbsp;  “But work starts at-”            &nb sp;  “No time to talk honey!  I’ve really got to go,” with that said, she rushed out of the door.             &n bsp; Kiori sat there staring at the door and shook his head.  Sometimes his mother could act really strangely at times, but he thought nothing of it and kept eating.                Makoto nearly fell of a heart attack when she turned quickly to bump into Heero.             & nbsp; “Heero, don’t scare me like that,” she gasped.                 “hnn,” he grunted.              ;   “Kiori’s inside, I just have to go in early to work,” she said momentarily brushing of the annoyance she got from his responsive grunt.             & nbsp; “Do you need someone to go with you?” he asked.             & nbsp; “No,” replied Makoto quickly.  “but I really need to get going before I get fired!”                 “Why do you have to go in early?” asked Heero.  Makoto’s head sank at the sound of his voice and wondered why he had to choose this time of all times to keep asking her all of these questions.  Why couldn’t he save it for a better time?             &n bsp; “There’s something about someone being sick and calling in last minute so now I’ve got to go cover for them,” she spat out in a rush.  There were other places she needed to be and this was not helping her situation at all.             &nb sp; “I’ll come walk you,” said Heero.  At these words, Makoto’s heart seemingly ached excitedly that he had volunteered himself for this but was quickly saddened because of the timing.                 “No,” replied Makoto.  “It’s fine really!  I’ve got to go!”  she said reluctantly all the while slapping herself mentally for not taking the chance to exploit the rare breach in his fortified barricade.  She turned to leave and could feel her heart suddenly drop.  ‘Why now?’ was the thought that ran through her head as she stared into the bright amethyst eyes of her gossip-loving neighbor.            &nbs p;  “Jupiter thunder, crash!” yelled Sailor Jupiter.              ;  “It’s about time you showed up,” remarked Uranus coldly.                “Sorry, I had some trouble getting here,” she replied apologetically.           &nbs p;    “Uranus world, shaking!”  cried Sailor Uranus as she sent a charge of light surging through the ground.  It hit the monster full force and dusted him in seconds.              ;  “That was easy,” stated Jupiter and Uranus rolled her eyes.             &n bsp; “Maybe because I’ve tired it out from the past hour of fighting it,” she said bitterly.  Jupiter looked at her apologetically and tried to say sorry but Uranus wouldn’t accept it.             &nbs p; “Don’t Jupiter,” she said stoically.  “If this had been the first time then maybe I’d listen, but you’ve been showing up late for the past 2 weeks!  You can come late to a meeting but when it’s a fight I’d expect that you’d be there seconds after you get the call!  What, do you want me to tell the monster to wait until you to show up to start the fight?  ‘Umm, excuse me Mr. Monster from the negaverse.  Can you wait until Jupiter gets here that way we can both destroy you and I can save energy?  I think she’ll be here in about an hour, it’s really not that long of a wait,’” she said mockingly.  Jupiter stood there with her head low knowing that she had in deed been guilty of everything Uranus had accused her of and could feel a deep wave of regret tug at her heart.             & nbsp; “What’s wrong with you Jupiter?” Uranus half-yelled with her blue eyes flaring dangerously in rage.  For a while Jupiter stood silent with a pained expression which only made the situation worst.             & nbsp; “So now you can’t even tell me what’s wrong,” said Uranus as her fists were clenched.  Her breathing had caught a faster pace as did her heart and she found it hard to keep from swinging at Jupiter for her lack of response.  She had every right to know why Jupiter was always showing up late to every fight.  Did Jupiter not realize that this was her life that was on the line and that others lives were at stake too?  It wasn’t just a job it was a duty that required you to be able to drop anything and everything for the sake and safety of pretty much everyone.  Sure there were other things that were much more enticing but this was first before everything and every scout was supposed to know that.             &n bsp; “I’m sorry,” said Jupiter slowly.  Uranus looked at her incredulously but Jupiter couldn’t find the courage to lift her head to look Uranus back.             &n bsp;  “After everything we’ve fought for that’s all you have to say?  I’ve risked my life for you on more than one occasion and all you can say is I’m sorry?  I’ve pretty much covered you’re butt by taking these guys on everyday and all you can say is I’m sorry?”                “Well what do you want me to do?” asked Jupiter coldly finally having enough of Uranus’s ranting.  “Yeah, I’ve been coming late, but it’s not purposeful!  What, do you want me to rewind time and fix everything?  What happened is done!  It’s over Uranus!  All I can do is say sorry and promise that I’ll be there next time!”            & nbsp;  “Next time?” said Uranus.  “What if there was no ‘next time’?  This could’ve been my last fight because you decided to take your dear sweet time in showing up!  I mean, how am I supposed to believe that you’ll be there next time anyways?  The first time you came late, I let you off because I know that sometimes you run into unexpected troubles so I didn’t mind.  The second time I passed it off as being bad luck, the third time I let you off because I thought you were just having an off day, then there was the fourth time and then the fifth, then the sixth and now it’s gotten so far that I’ve lost count!  Jupiter, I almost think that you don’t know the importance of what we’re doing anymore!  You think that you can just say sorry and then show up late the next time too!  What if someone died?  Do you think a sorry would suffice then?  What if it was Sailor Moon that was-”            &n bsp;  “Well it wasn’t, was it?” said Jupiter as she clenched her fist in anger.  “You can’t use ‘what ifs’ in this business Uranus and you know that!  There’s nothing I can do to change the fact that I’m late, I can only-”            & nbsp;  “Promise that you’ll be here next time like you said yesterday,” said Uranus monotonously which caught Jupiter.  “You just don’t get it do you?  There is nothing out there that is more important than what we were born to do, Jupiter.  No job, appointment, guy or even family member can override this.  We were sent here to fight the enemy and serve our princess, no one else.  It’s not the baker’s, police’s, president’s, uncle’s or whoever the heck else there is out there’s duty, it’s ours and if we can’t do it then who do you think will?  Think about that the next time your watch beeps, Jupiter, and if you hesitate to answer it then don’t even bother showing up.”  As Uranus said that she turned and jumped off.  Jupiter was left there staring after Uranus and dropped her head in shame.             & nbsp; Kiori lied lazily on the couch flipping through different channels.  His father was in the apartment next door doing something that he had not cared to inquire about and since his mother had left, he had just been lounging around in her living room thinking about her as he continued pushing the same purple arrow shaped button on the black remote.                 “Having fun, I see,” said a voice and Kiori jumped up.             &nbs p; “You,” he said with a look of recognition and the Oracle nodded.                 “I have waited to see your progress in the understanding of your mother’s past and I still don’t think you quite get it,” she said slowly.  “So I have an offer for you that may or may not help you to feel how it is to be Lady Jupiter in her past.”  At this, Kiori’s attention was caught.  True he had found that his mother was much different than he had expected but he couldn’t quite understand what others had seen in her.  She lived a regular life with a job, apartment, friends and did fun things in her free time.  Yet he didn’t know why all of the queens of other planets had regarded her as a strength factor in there kingdom.  He had remembered back when he was visiting the moon with his parents that he had overheard Neo-Queen Serenity talk about how Lady Jupiter was a great general and could raise all heck in a battle if she wanted but he couldn’t see how.             &nb sp; “So what’s your idea?” asked Kiori.             & nbsp; “Exactly what I said,” replied the Oracle.  “I’ll give you the ability to feel as she does and to feel the pain she gets physically and emotionally, the happiness that she achieves and struggles that she goes through.  You won’t exactly know why she’s feeling what she is but you’ll have an idea of how she thinks, what makes her happy and how much she’s gone through, but of course you won’t be able to feel every passing emotion she has.  It’ll only be the strong ones that you’ll feel.  I must also warn you though, my Prince.  This could get dangerous and may cause you to be much more in pain than you anticipate.”           & nbsp;   Kiori looked at her and rubbed his chin in thought.              ;  “Oracle, I think it’s time to take this gift up another level.”                “You’re late, Kino,” yelled the boss at the arrival of the tall green-eyed brunette.  Silently, Makoto continued towards the counter and grabbed her notepad and pen and placed her bag under the counter.  Unfortunately for her, the place was thriving with people which made the boss even more upset with her and seemed to make her mood even worse than it was before.  Had it really been two weeks since she had ended up back in her past with Heero and Heero Jr.?  It seemed like it was just yesterday that she, Lady Jupiter, woke up to find her old apartment instead of the castle she had grown accustomed to on Jupiter.    She sighed deeply then thinking about everything.  It had all been so confusing ever since she got here.  In her past that she remembered, she was never late!  She was always there on time and if anything, it was her that was calling Haruka for all the fights, not vice versa.  Work had been easy too with just occasional mood swings from the boss, but she knew that she was never the cause of them.  Yet, now it all seemed so different.  Makoto then rubbed her head as if to rid it from the headache that was coming but it hadn’t worked.  With a deep sigh and a stretch, she forced a smile onto her reluctant façade and went on towards the tables.    “Whoa,” said Kiori as he temporarily grasped his chest.  “Mom’s a little depressed.”   “You don’t think that she’s happy all of the time, do you?” asked the Oracle.   “I guess not,” said Kiori.  “But why is she depressed?”   “I’m afraid I cannot tell you that,” said the Oracle with a bow.  “The ability to feel does not necessarily mean that you’ll be able to receive the details of why your mother feels as she does.”   “Then what’s the point in giving the ability to me?” asked Kiori suddenly regretting his choice.   “Curiosity,” she said and disappeared.  Kiori then kicked an invisible object on the floor and grunted as he fell into the sofa.  ‘What a waste,’ he thought and suddenly clung to his chest again as a flash of anger washed through him.    “This is gonna take a little getting used to,” he muttered to himself as he sat up.  Something from the side had then caught his eye and he got up to walk towards it.  The red light blinked annoyingly and Kiori was shocked that he hadn’t noticed it before.  Inquisitively, he looked at the digital screen that had scrolling letters that read ‘you have one new message’.  It was from last night and he had wondered from who it was from.  Slowly he put his hand out to play the message but quickly drew it back and shook his head.    “Come on, Heero,” he said to himself.  “Your mom deserves to have her privacy.”  He then turned to walk away but caught something else that seemed to keep him tied to the answering machine.  He looked again at the caller ID and stared at the name.  ‘BF’ was what stayed on there and soon Kiori couldn’t help but to push the play button.   “Mako, it’s me Freddy.  I’m coming in tomorrow and I really want to see you.  Meet me at our favorite spot tomorrow night at 7:00 okay?  I’ll talk to you later, babe.”   Kiori scowled at the end of the message and yelled at the little black machine.    “She’s already got a husband and a son, you JERK!  And she it not your babe!”     He fumed at the thought that some other guy was trying to get to his mom and had to take deep breaths to calm himself from doing anything too drastic.  It was indeed true that his mother was very good looking and had much to offer, but it was taken!  She belonged with his father and with him as his mother.  So in essence this guy really had no chance.  He had stood there contemplating whether or not he should just delete the message or to even go tell his father about it, but concluded that it was a message for his mother and he shouldn’t have listened to it in the first place.  So he kept the message as an unread one and sighed as he turned to go next door to see what his father was up to.   “So does anyone even have the slightest idea of what that could be?” asked Duo as he stood there looking towards a warped brick wall.   “A vortex of some sort?” suggested Quatre as he stood a safe distance away from it.  Trowa and Wu-Fei stood somewhat closer to it observing whatever they could.  It was a dark alley so they figured that no one else had discovered it yet otherwise a whole newscast would’ve been rushing in to get the scoop.   “I think the better question would be where does this lead to,”  said Wu-Fei as he put one of his fingers inside and pulled it out to observe if it was any different than it was prior to its entry.  From the corner of his eye, he could see Duo smile maliciously as he slowly started moving up behind of Trowa.   “Don’t even think about it,” said Trowa as he pulled his gun out and turned it on Duo.  Duo laughed nervously trying to act innocent.   “What are you talking about?” he said as he waved his hands in the air.  “I wasn’t going to do anything.”   “Of course you weren’t,” said Trowa as he put his gun back.  In defeat, Duo slumped back and watched as Quatre and Wu-Fei had both turned so that they could keep a good eye on him.   “You think Heero’s still alive?” asked Quatre.    “He has to be,” said Duo.  “Besides, you know he wouldn’t let something like this take him out even if it is way out of the ordinary.  Heero’s stubborn and won’t let anything take him down without a fight.”    “So should we go in after him?” asked Quatre.             “I don’t think we should all leave,” said Trowa.  “There’s too much going on here for us just to pick up and go after him.  There’s no way of telling how long this may take nonetheless whether or not there’s a way back here.”   “Trowa’s right,” said Wu-Fei.  “I think that if there was a way back then Yuy would’ve used it by now.”   “So you do think he’s dead?” asked Quatre.   “No,” said Wu-Fei.  “Just lost…”  the boys then stood there silent and stared at the vortex.  This was not a good time for either of them to go venturing into a place they barely knew anything about.  What with the uprising war and the call to destroy all weapons in order to accomplish peace, the boys knew that there was no telling what would happen if too many of them had left.   “Alright, alright,” said Duo as he waved his arms in the air.  “I’ll go in after him.”    “No, Duo, I should go,” said Quatre.   “No, you’re needed here more than I am.  Right now your one of the most looked up to pacifists and if you go missing then all hell may break loose.  We need you here to keep the people from rushing to their guns.  You need to stay too Wu-Fei,” said Duo.  “You’re the next in charge after Heero and if you’re not there then that makes me captain because Trowa won’t take the job.  Then if they see me standing there they’ll think that you two have left because you thought we were gonna lose anyways, so that leaves me as the perfect candidate.”   “It would,” said Wu-Fei.  “But for you to go alone, I don’t think so.”   “What?” said Duo.   “I’m going with you,” said Trowa as he stepped up from his silent surveillance.   “Why?  You only need one pilot to look for one pilot,” said Duo.   “Yes, but who’s to say that you won’t screw things up in that world while you’re looking for him?” asked Wu-Fei.  “I think that it would just be easier on all of us if Trowa went with you to make sure you’re not causing too much havoc.”   “But he’s needed here,” yelled Duo.   “Actually,” spoke Trowa.  “I was pronounced dead last night with the destruction of my Gundam.  The remnants are now in the underground head quarters but aren’t looking to be repaired anytime soon.  So I’m useless thus far and should go look for Heero alone; but seeing how distracted you have been lately we figure that you should go too.  Being as how you’re just as useless as I am and I’m supposed to be dead…”   Duo scowled at Trowa’s words.  “So you guys already had this planned out before I got here?”   “Trowa and I had made mention of it,” said Wu-Fei.  “Quatre had been too shocked that Trowa was still alive so we didn’t tell him about the idea until now.”   “Fine,” said Duo.  “Let’s just hurry and get this over with.”   Trowa and Duo both walked up to the vortex.  Duo stuck his arm in there curiously and pulled it back.   “It seems okay,” he said slowly turning his arm in front of him.   “Come on Duo,” said Trowa as he waved before stepping into the vortex.  Duo gulped and gave a lopsided grin over towards Wu-Fei and Quatre and walked in.   “Good luck guys,” said Quatre as he watched Duo’s braid disappear into the vortex.    Makoto sighed as she walked outside.  This was the worse day of her life or at least it felt like it.  Haruka was mad at her, her boss was on the verge of firing her, a clumsy customer had spilt their juice all over her, her bag strap had broken, and her neighbor was still anxiously awaiting her arrival back at her apartment so that she could hook up with one of the Yuy twins and to top it all off, Makoto had this feeling that she was forgetting something but couldn’t seem to figure out why which annoyed her beyond measure.   “Could this night be any worse?” she cried out and was suddenly blessed with a downpour of rain.  “That’s just great.”   She walked stubbornly through the heavy shower and trudged along splashing purposefully into the puddles as if to let out some repressed anger.  The people had long dispersed amongst the sidewalk to retreat under the safety of their homes leaving the street clear for Makoto.  Why is it that she didn’t like the rain anymore?  She remembered when she was younger that she loved to splash in puddles and to feel the drops seep through her clothes and send cool chills down her spine.  Yet now she dreaded it and wished for nothing more but for it to stop.  With a sigh she stopped walking and looked up at the falling droplets and stared at the dark sky before her.  Slowly she brought her gaze to the ground and let her feet lead her to the place she needed to be.   “Makoto,” sounded a voice and Makoto kept her eyes on the ground.  She knew now what she had forgotten and knew exactly where she was and what was about to happen.   “Makoto,” he said again.   “Yes,” she replied monotonously.   “I’m glad you came,” he said as he tried to kiss her on the cheek but she stepped back all the while keeping her stare on the ground.  He frowned at her wondering why she was so distant.  “I thought about you while I was gone.”    ‘Isn’t that what boyfriends are supposed to do?’ she thought bitterly to herself.  “Why did you want to meet me here?” she asked impatiently.  It was enough that she had to face this once but now that she was going through it for the second time, she had wanted it to end quickly so that she could move on.   “I wanted to talk to you about ‘us’,” he said slowly.   “What about us?” asked Makoto as she lifted her head to finally look him in the eye.  Her eyes were a threatening jade that dared him to say what she knew he’d end up saying somehow.   “I don’t think there’s anything between us anymore,” he said plainly.  When she had first heard this, she could remember her heart shatter into a million glass pieces because she used to be sure that he was ‘the one’ and that he’d be there with her forever.  Then the way he was just able to say it as if everything they ever did together meant nothing made her sink even deeper into a pool of sorrow and giddy concern that she had done something to ruin a love as pure as his; but that was the first time and this was the second.   “Is that it?” asked Makoto as she felt her fists clench tightly.   “See,” he said.  “You don’t show anything anymore!  You never have time for me and you can never seem to have energy enough to be with me.”   “So this is all about you?”  she said bitterly.  In the back of her mind she knew that this wasn’t the way that the scene was supposed to play out but she had not wanted to react the real way that it happened again.  She was pained enough when he first dumped her and now she was back to face it again?  She had given everything she could to him and wanted nothing more than for him to love her back, to keep her safe from all of her troubles and to help her find a sanctuary that she could rest with him in.  She wanted him to stay with her and be her support and she’d be the same for him.  Yet now he was cutting her off, again.  Last time  she had chased him and he dropped her like an old worn out pair of shoes.    “I’m sorry Freddy, that I have other responsibilities to fulfill and that I can’t be your little handmaiden every single minute of every day!  I’m sorry that I have a life to live too and that I don’t see my only duty as paying attention to every one of your needs!  I’m sorry that I refuse to be your little robot ready for your every command!”  she said frigidly.  He had winced at her words but she couldn’t seem to feel the least bit sensitive for him at all.   “Makoto, I don’t-”   “What?” she cut him off.  “You don’t want to hurt me?” she said ridiculously.  “You call me and tell me to come to our favorite place with me half expecting that you’re going to propose to me or something and have me find out that you really just wanted to see me so that you could-” her voice caught in her throat as her eyes began to swell up in tears.  ‘No,’ she thought.  ‘I’m not supposed to cry!’  This had hurt her more than she had remembered.            &n bsp;   ‘I have Heero and my son, I don’t need to cry over him,’ she thought in attempts of keeping the tears from falling but it didn’t work.  In the depths of her mind she could hear a sneer sound as she thought of Heero.  He wasn’t hers, he was just a figure that had happened to impregnate her.  Suddenly a cold wave swept through her and a tear fell slowly from her eyes.  Soon enough she couldn’t help but to start sobbing whether it was for Freddy or for the fact that her and Heero had nothing, she could not know.  Either way they had both hurt just the same.     She had long since turned from him and placed her hands firmly onto the rail to keep her balance.  Freddy stood there behind, staring as her body shook with every sob.   “Makoto, I’m sorry,” he said and partly shocked her.  He hadn’t said that the first time this happened and she momentarily stopped her sniveling in order to hear his words better.  “I wish that by some chance, you can find the one for you.  I never did deserve you and I guess it’s just hard for me to admit it.  I think this is for the better though,” he said and walked off.  Makoto turned around and watched him leave with his umbrella and stepped out almost ready to go after him.  He had never said anything remotely close to what he had just confessed to her.  Hesitantly she took back the arm she had outstretched towards him and let it fall to her side.  She knew that she had to let him go even if it hurt.  She watched him disappear around a corner as the rain pelted down onto her already drenched figure and sighed while the tears intermixed with the rain.   She shuddered as she suddenly felt the raindrops stop hitting her and looked up to see the canopy of an umbrella over her head.  She felt a warm arm circle around her waste pulling her closer to their warm body.  She unconsciously turned into him and buried her face into his warmth and felt as his arm tightened around her pulling her even closer to him.  They stayed there for while as the rain fell around them silently synchronizing their breathing.    “Are you alright?” he whispered into her ear making her spine tingle as his warm breath tickled her neck.  She nodded into his chest and savored this feeling as she closed her eyes.   “Are you alright?” asked Heero as he gently lifted Lady Jupiter’s ankle so that he could examine it.   “I’m fine,” she replied as she tried to get him to let her stand.  She stood up and walked a few steps before falling into him and laughed nervously.  “Sorry about that.”   He nodded back with his same usual emotionless expression and helped her stand up straight.  She wobbled and finally Heero had just lifted her making her yelp in surprise.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and held her head up uncomfortably as he walked towards the castle grounds.  Her neck was starting to get an ache so she let it drop lightly on his broad shoulder and felt him flinch.  She smiled smugly at the unintended action and subconsciously traced invisible circles on his chest lightly brushing her slender finger on the fabric of his shirt.  She could feel his muscles tense and buried her head even further into his neck laughing lightly.   Heero had not known what to think of this whole thing and cursed his body for reacting the way it did when she started to trace circles on his chest.  Did she find it funny to tease him in such a way that she had been doing?  He felt her body shake as her little laughs reached his ear tauntingly making him shiver.  They had barely been alone together because he figured that they just couldn’t stand each other, yet now things were suddenly changing so quickly that he had to keep convincing himself that this was real and not a dream.   “Are you searching for trouble?” he growled in a nearly inaudible tone.   “It depends on what the punishment is,” she whispered seductively into his ear.  Her breath then caught in her throat as she was suddenly placed on her feet and pressed against a wall.  Heero buried his head in the nape of her neck and she gasped.  His right arm circled around her waste as he brushed his other hand lightly against her cheek.  She giggled as she felt his breath on her neck and he smiled before placing light kisses in that same spot.  This was going so fast that neither of them was thinking straight.   “We should take this inside,” said Lady Jupiter softly and Heero nodded in agreement.   “How did you know I was there?” asked Makoto half awake as she suddenly felt herself being placed gently on her soft bed.  It was something she had wanted to ask him before but it seemed she fell asleep sooner than she had expected.   “I caught Kiori trying to sneak out,” said Heero as he knelt down beside the bed pulling the covers up over her.  “It seems he listened to your message and wanted to go out and look for you.”  Makoto nodded with a small scoff as she smiled.  He never did learn what privacy meant for a person.   “How did you find me?” she asked forcing herself to stay up a while longer.   “By luck, I suppose,” said Heero as he stared at her almost sleep bound form.  She nodded again and yawned as she turned to face Heero with her half opened dark emerald eyes.    “Why did you come?”  she whispered softly obviously struggling to stay awake.  Heero just stared knowing that she’d fall asleep before she even heard his answer.  Her breathing slowed and her eyes slowly closed.  Heero watched her intently seeing how she seemed at peace and was reminded of that night that he had watched her sleep beside him.  She was so beautiful with her hair thrown a strew onto the pillow that her head had rested on.  Some stray strands had been lightly plastered onto her bare-shoulders and she snuggled closer to him for warmth.  He had stayed up despite his fatigue and stroked her hair affectionately letting his hands relish in its soft texture.  He tenderly traced invisible lines down her arm and cheeks and watched as she sighed in appreciation.  Had this been a dream?  He was afraid to fall asleep then, he had not wanted to wake up to find that it was his imagination or worse, he didn’t want to wake up to find her regretting it all.  After all, they were bound to each other so they weren’t breaking any laws.   Heero sighed as he let the memory drift away.  He had forced himself to forget the time knowing that it wouldn’t happen again.  The future was set and there was no changing that.  He had seen it for himself and witnessed every single bit of his and Lady Jupiter’s life together.    ‘Why did you come?’ thought Heero.  He looked long at Makoto and stood up.   “Even a stone sometimes hopes for a wild flower,” he muttered before turning to leave the room.   “Hey Trowa!”  called Duo.   “What is it?”  he replied.   “A nearby hotel has records of a Yuy reserving a room.  He stayed for about a night with someone else.”   “What?” asked Trowa as he moved Duo to the side so he could get a clear view of the screen.  Duo then leaned back on his chair with his arms behind his head and his feet neatly propped on the desk.   “If you ask me, I think he ran off with a girl!”   Well that’s it guys, I hope it was good enough for you all!  Anyways, review and let me know what you think.  I can really use some feedback if you have any.  Well I’ll see y’all later!  And tell me I’m changing the mood of the story too quickly because I know that I have a bad habit of doing that sometimes.   PS   Please review!              & nbsp;