Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Somewhere I Belong ❯ Chapter 4
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By: gundam06serenity 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 656 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action / Romance / Angst | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 08.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 656 | Status: Completed
Somewhere I belong; A gundam wing-Naruto crossover by gundam06serenity
Authors Notes V.1.0 : I need your opinions on a little matter: Kakashi. Now, he and ‘Ruka-kun are going to be a couple. However, is their anyone you would like him to have been in a prior relationship with, or would like lil’ Ruka to feel jealous/ insecure about around his man, or would like Kakashi to have a crush on?
Somewhere I belong: Chapter Four: Departures
“But Mommy, I want a new teddy! What if I loose George on the way?”
“No, no, no! No more fast food! I have had more of enough of that crap to last me a lifetime at the good for nothing resort, thank you very much!”
“It’s been delayed how long? You’re fucking kidding me!”
‘I wonder what it’ll be like as a passenger in a plane...’ He wondered briefly, as he lent forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He sat on a hard, metal airport seat. He didn’t even attempt to get comfortable.
A little girl, no older than four, sat on the tacky, faded blue carpeted floor opposite him, by her mothers feet. She clutched a plushie in one arm, holding it tightly to her summer dress clad, small form. Her other hand was firmly raised, sleepily sucking on her thumb. She would fidget every now and then, glancing across at the violet eyed ex-pilot through long blond hair.
He pulled funny faced at her, grinning impishly as she let out a cheeky, infectiously bubbly stream of giggles.
He knew it would be hard to give up control. To put his like in the hands of a man or woman he had never met. But he had done it before, during the war. It had never been comfortable, but out of the five of them, he had coped with it the best. He always had. After all, one who has always had so little control over their own life, over their own destiny, their experiences, rather than clinging onto it-onto the need to be in control, as his ex-comrades seemed to.
In a way, this would be the most control he would have for a long time.
“I’m finally doing this...doing something for me. Not because it’s right, or expected, or easy, but because i want to.”
Flashback
“It’s okay, it’s okay. I can do this. I can do this.” He murmured as he paced. Back and forth, back and forth, as he had been all morning, since he had first closed the door behind him when he had entered his office.
“I can do this!” Determination glinted in violet depths, as he exited his office, envelope clutched firmly in hand. Within it, his letter of resignation.
He made it as far as Une’s secretaries desk.
She had been watching him with amusement for a while now. She smirked as he finally walked past her, stride strong and firm.
“I....cant do this.” He spun on his heel, trying to slink back past her.
“Oh no you don’t!” She said, snagging his sleeve. “Enough is enough. I thought you had made up your mind?”
He nodded tentivley, avoiding her gaze.
“What? Your little talk with Agent Chang didn’t help you out as much as it usually does? I thought he would have been very supportive, considering.” The aging secretary asked, frowning.
He looked down, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “He, ah, didn’t call me back.”
She blinked, half a dozen excuses on his behalf on the tip of her tongue. Missions, paperwork, stress, new recruits, training. It was all so much to expect of an adult, let alone a teenager.
He looked up, meeting her gaze. “I checked his mission log. I left three messages. And an email. Over four days. Nothing.”
Her lips thinned, pressing into a tight, pale line. “Oh” She took a deep breath. “Well then, that just confirms it. You’re making the right choice.” She smiled at him softly. “I, for one, am proud of you.”
End of Flashback
It had all been rather anti-climactic in the end, really. Some small part of him had still half-expected to, well, be talked out of it. Or at least given words of encouragement, or an apology. Anything. But no.
He had made it to Une’s office, remembering to knock and wait despite his still-bubbling nerves. He had walked in confidently, more bravado than truth in his mask. He had held out the envelope. Words of his resignation on his lips.
Only to be met by a half-hearted wave, a motion for the letter to be left on her desk, and a quick dismissal. She didn’t even pause in her phone call to greet him.
A disappointment in many ways, but such a relief in others this only confirmed it. He was making the right decision.
He stayed up into the early hours of the morning; planning, surging the net, booking tickets, making reservations, creating a rough route in his mind.
It had taken an additional three days to get his finances sorted, contact his landlord, and get his possessions down to what they once were; a duffle bag and a laptop case. Everything else was put into storage or sold.
It had taken one last attempt, one last call to his best friend to convince that final doubting part in him. No-one had answered. They were a part of his past now. No need to look back. He had his whole life ahead of him.
“Flight 547 to Los Angeles is now boarding. I repeat, flight number 547 to Los Angeles is now ready for passengers to board. Would business and first class passengers please...”
Duo stood with a small smile, a bounce in his step. He waved goodbye to the little girl, passport in hand, bag shouldered.
“First stop, the good ol’ US of A”
To Be continued
Authors Notes: I apologise for the long delay. Please expect the next update sooner than the last. Please review. Thank-you!
Oh! And I almost forgot—expect the Crossover To Begin In Chapter Five! : ) Again, sorry it took so long. I have decided to use flashbacks if necessary and to skim over some of the extra details i was going to put between this chapter, chapter four, and chapter five, which would have been about chapter eight or so. It’s moving a little too slowly at the moment. Again, with the next chapter in mind, I remind you of a slight AU to do with certain characters/events due to my personal preference truth be told, as well as the need for it with this particular plotline. : )
Authors Notes V.1.0 : I need your opinions on a little matter: Kakashi. Now, he and ‘Ruka-kun are going to be a couple. However, is their anyone you would like him to have been in a prior relationship with, or would like lil’ Ruka to feel jealous/ insecure about around his man, or would like Kakashi to have a crush on?
Somewhere I belong: Chapter Four: Departures
“But Mommy, I want a new teddy! What if I loose George on the way?”
“No, no, no! No more fast food! I have had more of enough of that crap to last me a lifetime at the good for nothing resort, thank you very much!”
“It’s been delayed how long? You’re fucking kidding me!”
‘I wonder what it’ll be like as a passenger in a plane...’ He wondered briefly, as he lent forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He sat on a hard, metal airport seat. He didn’t even attempt to get comfortable.
A little girl, no older than four, sat on the tacky, faded blue carpeted floor opposite him, by her mothers feet. She clutched a plushie in one arm, holding it tightly to her summer dress clad, small form. Her other hand was firmly raised, sleepily sucking on her thumb. She would fidget every now and then, glancing across at the violet eyed ex-pilot through long blond hair.
He pulled funny faced at her, grinning impishly as she let out a cheeky, infectiously bubbly stream of giggles.
He knew it would be hard to give up control. To put his like in the hands of a man or woman he had never met. But he had done it before, during the war. It had never been comfortable, but out of the five of them, he had coped with it the best. He always had. After all, one who has always had so little control over their own life, over their own destiny, their experiences, rather than clinging onto it-onto the need to be in control, as his ex-comrades seemed to.
In a way, this would be the most control he would have for a long time.
“I’m finally doing this...doing something for me. Not because it’s right, or expected, or easy, but because i want to.”
Flashback
“It’s okay, it’s okay. I can do this. I can do this.” He murmured as he paced. Back and forth, back and forth, as he had been all morning, since he had first closed the door behind him when he had entered his office.
“I can do this!” Determination glinted in violet depths, as he exited his office, envelope clutched firmly in hand. Within it, his letter of resignation.
He made it as far as Une’s secretaries desk.
She had been watching him with amusement for a while now. She smirked as he finally walked past her, stride strong and firm.
“I....cant do this.” He spun on his heel, trying to slink back past her.
“Oh no you don’t!” She said, snagging his sleeve. “Enough is enough. I thought you had made up your mind?”
He nodded tentivley, avoiding her gaze.
“What? Your little talk with Agent Chang didn’t help you out as much as it usually does? I thought he would have been very supportive, considering.” The aging secretary asked, frowning.
He looked down, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “He, ah, didn’t call me back.”
She blinked, half a dozen excuses on his behalf on the tip of her tongue. Missions, paperwork, stress, new recruits, training. It was all so much to expect of an adult, let alone a teenager.
He looked up, meeting her gaze. “I checked his mission log. I left three messages. And an email. Over four days. Nothing.”
Her lips thinned, pressing into a tight, pale line. “Oh” She took a deep breath. “Well then, that just confirms it. You’re making the right choice.” She smiled at him softly. “I, for one, am proud of you.”
End of Flashback
It had all been rather anti-climactic in the end, really. Some small part of him had still half-expected to, well, be talked out of it. Or at least given words of encouragement, or an apology. Anything. But no.
He had made it to Une’s office, remembering to knock and wait despite his still-bubbling nerves. He had walked in confidently, more bravado than truth in his mask. He had held out the envelope. Words of his resignation on his lips.
Only to be met by a half-hearted wave, a motion for the letter to be left on her desk, and a quick dismissal. She didn’t even pause in her phone call to greet him.
A disappointment in many ways, but such a relief in others this only confirmed it. He was making the right decision.
He stayed up into the early hours of the morning; planning, surging the net, booking tickets, making reservations, creating a rough route in his mind.
It had taken an additional three days to get his finances sorted, contact his landlord, and get his possessions down to what they once were; a duffle bag and a laptop case. Everything else was put into storage or sold.
It had taken one last attempt, one last call to his best friend to convince that final doubting part in him. No-one had answered. They were a part of his past now. No need to look back. He had his whole life ahead of him.
“Flight 547 to Los Angeles is now boarding. I repeat, flight number 547 to Los Angeles is now ready for passengers to board. Would business and first class passengers please...”
Duo stood with a small smile, a bounce in his step. He waved goodbye to the little girl, passport in hand, bag shouldered.
“First stop, the good ol’ US of A”
To Be continued
Authors Notes: I apologise for the long delay. Please expect the next update sooner than the last. Please review. Thank-you!
Oh! And I almost forgot—expect the Crossover To Begin In Chapter Five! : ) Again, sorry it took so long. I have decided to use flashbacks if necessary and to skim over some of the extra details i was going to put between this chapter, chapter four, and chapter five, which would have been about chapter eight or so. It’s moving a little too slowly at the moment. Again, with the next chapter in mind, I remind you of a slight AU to do with certain characters/events due to my personal preference truth be told, as well as the need for it with this particular plotline. : )