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Change the World: Home of Angels




Change the World:
Home of Angels
by Eternal
SailorM

Statement made to save one's own ass: Don't own Gundam Wing or
Pretty Soldier Sailormoon or any other series portrayed in this
ficlet. If I did, I'd have this apparently amazing thing called
money, but since I haven't seen any of that in ages, I guess I
own nothing but the ideas and slight plot in this ficlet.

Note of the scribe: Continuing my pet pairing from the
possible ending of Gods and Other Creatures and
"Change the World"... Written while watching the fansub
of Angel Sanctuary, so count on
weirdness! (With that anime, weirdness is a given...) And the
song lyrics that show up in here are the closing lyrics to Samurai
Shodown: The Motion Picture; I don't know the song title or
singer. If you happen to know, please pass that info on to
me!

Dedications: To Usa-chan... I want to say because I'm not the
oneesan I should be, demo... I'll get in trouble for that again.
So it's for the sake of that, I'll just say for Usa-chan being
such a good imouto to me. And to Pokahydee-chan and Chibi
Tenshi-chan for being such good friends.

Warnings: Highly unusual pairings. TWT (Timeline? What
timeline?) Possible OOCness. Still possibilities for
continuations.

~ * ^ * ~ * ^ * ~

He was almost tempted to say the apartment was too quiet,
but...

"Hiiro!"

... well, it wasn't.

"Hiiro, I wanna check my e-mail!" Duo all but yelled
in his ear, bouncing over to throw both arms around his neck.

He tried very hard to look angry at the interruption, but it
was very half-hearted at best, turning around in his computer
chair to look at him. "Can't you wait till I finish checking
my own?"

The American shook his head sharply. "I want to see if
Usagi happened to e-mail me. She said she would." He put on
the most pitiful face he could manage, turning huge, pleading,
irresistable violet eyes on him. "Can't I please just check
it?"

"I'm almost done, then it'll be yours, okay?" He
slowly turned the chair again and continued to type one handed on
the laptop keyboard before him.

He suddenly found himself with a lapful of a pouting Duo
Maxwell. "Do you think she'll ever get back in touch with
us?"

He shrugged as nonchalently as he could. "We did
something to piss her off. That's all I know."

"Demo..." Duo whispered, lightly biting the knuckle
on his thumb.

He clicked on the last message in his inbox, and a small smirk
built on his face. "Besides, here's an e-mail from
her."

Duo twisted violently in his lap; he only scarcely held back a
sharp wince; and they both started to read.

Yuy,

I can't be there for the weekend after all, but I thought
I would send you and Duo a message to let you know everything's
okay here. I'm sorry that it's text only; I'm on a really old
machine. Anyway, this is what I wanted to say:


Murude mujaki ni suki na no da nante
Nozoki konda kuso ni uwa no sora ne
Dakara, uso o tsuita no. Daisuki to iu uso
Itai kurai no ai wa mune ni kakushi ta.




You looked into my face innocently, asking
"Do you like me?"
But you're thinking of something else.
That's why I lied by saying "I like you very
much."
I hide my love which is hurting, deep inside my mind.




Ijiwaru Angel, sonna tako ne
Yashashii kuse ni tsumetai no wa naze
Fuuin o toito mune no oku no subete o
Tsuki-tsu keta nare ba don na kao shite kaesu no.




Mean Angel, you are just like it.
You're sweet but why are you cruel?
If I unseal my heart and show you everything in my heart,
What kind of face will you show and what will you do?




Kuyashii heredo koi wa kukaku natte yuku
Anata no miryoku niwa kanawa nai wa.
Itsuka sonae ni natte, hitomi ni makasete
Ai e to kawatta koi, tsutae rarera wa.




I don't want to, but my love grows deeper and
deeper.
I can't resist your fascination.
I will be obedient someday, and my eyes will tell you,
My affection has changed and now I love you.



Sayoonara, Yuy-kun. Daisuki.
Usagi.

"What a weird message," Duo mused aloud.

"I don't know," he couldn't hold back saying.
"It seems pretty typically Usagi to me."

Duo elbowed him gently in the stomach. "Hiiro... And here
I was thinking you and Usagi made up."

"She still calls me 'Yuy,' doesn't she?" he
countered.

"Saa... whatever. Time for me to check mine." He
flipped his braid over his shoulder and started typing nearly as
fast as Hiiro had been, speaking aloud as he went. "Let's
see: junk mail, junk mail, junk mail, Howard, junk mail, junk
mail, Quatre and Trowa, junk mail, junk mail, junk mail,
mission," Hiiro couldn't stop the automatic stiffening his
body did at that word, even as Duo went on speaking, "junk
mail, junk mail, junk mail... Usagi." He clicked on the
message and read aloud as both their eyes skimmed the page.

Duo,

Saa... How's your weekend going so far? I'm so lonely here
with you and Yuy around. I never realized how much company even
Lifeless, Stick-up-his-ass Yuy-san can be. >.< I wish I
could say it was quiet though; I have some noisy friends here.

Anyway, I was watching this old anime with Omi-kun-tachi
and it sorta reminded me of... well, the three of us. I'm sure
Yuy's already read his part of the message, so here's your half,
koishi.

Daisuki,
Usagi.


Tokidoki miseru fukiyou-sa wa
Yancha na koro no wa suremono kashira.
Ato modori wa dekizu, wasureru koto sae muri
Iki tsu modori tsu mo, furikomu you na kono koi.

You are sometimes clumsy.
Does it mean you are still a little boy?
I can't go back to those days, it's impossible to forget
about love.
My feelings go back and forth. I can't stop falling in
love with you.

Nanige nai furi o shite, suki na no da nante,
Yokogao de kiku no wa dou iu tsumori.
Dakara uso o tsuita no, Daisuki to iu uso
Setsuanai hodo no ai ni, furue nagara mo.

You asked me "Do you like me?" with no
expression on your face.
Why are you asking that question without showing your
face?
That's why I lied to you by saying "I like you very
much".
Even though I love you so much I'm shaking.

Kuyashii kerodo koi wa fukaku natte yuku
Anata no miryoku niwa kanawara wa.
Itsuka sunao ni natte, hitomi o mitsumete
Ai e to kawatta koi, uketome to hoshii.

I don't want to but I am falling deeper and deeper
in love with you.
I can't resist your fascination.
I will be obedient someday, and my eyes will tell you,
That I've fallen in love with you, so I want you to
accept my love.



Saa... I'm pretty sure both and Yuy were reading over the
other's shoulder when you got these messages, ne, koishi? Don't
try to deny it; I know you both too well for that now.

I guess these are just my way of saying sayoonara. The two
of you are made for each other, you're two halves of a whole, and
I'm just a third wheel, an extra piece, keeping the two of you
from being all you could be. So I'm going to gracefully step out
of the picture now, and let the two of you be together like
you're supposed to be. Just remember, daisuki. Both of you,
daisuki. You're both the lights of my life.

Daisuki and sayoonara,
Tsukino Usagi.

"No!" Duo cried, as always the more vocal of the
pair, slamming his fists down on the desk hard enough to rattle
the computer and everything around it. "No, I won't accept
this!"

"Just like that? Just like that, she left us?"
Something akin to bewilderment echoed in Hiiro's voice.

Determination that usually only showed up during missions
glinted in the American's eyes. "Not if I have
anything to say about it."

~ * ^ * ~ * ^ * ~

"Are you sure about this, Usagi-san?"

She frowned at the young man before who looked enough like her
to be a brother and slowly shook her head, pulling her bookpack
further up on her shoulder. "Iie, Omi-kun, I'm not... Demo,
I think it's the right thing for me to do."

"Then you better hurry or you'll miss your train
again."

"Doomo, Omi-kun." She leaned over briefly and kissed
his cheek. "You're a good friend. I just have one more
favour to ask. Don't tell Yuy or Duo where I'm going, okay?"

He nodded slightly. "Sure. Be careful, Usagi-san."

"Of course, Omi-kaasan!" She grinned and turned to
run through the closing doors of the train, waving at him through
the glass and mouthing "Bai-bai."

Then frowned...

This isn't right... "Isn't the train supposed to
be moving by now?"

"It won't, till I give them the signal," a too
familiar nasal voice

Her eyes flew wide open. Masaka...

"Were you really just going to leave us behind,
Usagi?" that other voice she knew so well continued.

She didn't even look away from the glass before her face.
"It's best this way, Duo, Yuy."

A hard grip took hold of her arm and whirled her around to
face them both. "Best for who?" Duo demanded. She would
have had to have been blind not to see the pain radiating from
those violet eyes. "Don't we mean enough to you for you not
to leave us at the first sign of a disagreement?"

She shook her head slightly, not disagreeing, but merely
attempting to clear her own confusion. "How did you find
me?"

"We traced your e-mail," Hiiro explained, stepping
the rest of the way up to them. "There aren't that many
text-only machines left in Japan, then it was just a matter of
tracing down your friend Omi. Kyoto was the only match on
both."

"Usagi..." She looked back over to stare at Duo.
"Don't you care about us at all?"

"Hai. Daisuki," she replied, the words coming
automatically.

"That's what you meant by the song, isn't it?" Hiiro
interrupted suddenly. "We always ask you if you love us, but
we never say anything back."

"Or there's a mission or something," cut in Duo.

Again she shook her head. "I never asked either of you to
love me. I entered this relationship because of how I felt about
Duo and what I have come to feel for you, Yuy; I never expected
either of you to return my feelings. Neither of you need that
kind of an attachment now, and I -"

Hard lips covered her own, silencing her words as strong arms
wrapped around her body to hold her in place. Her eyes flew wide
to stare at Hiiro then slowly sank closed against the feelings
rising within her body, slowly parting her lips to let his tongue
invade her mouth. He did not accept the unspoken offer, however,
and broke the kiss, resting his head against her shoulder.
"Kuso," he breathed lightly in her ear.

Only Yuy could make a curse word into an endearment...

Somewhat more gentle arms wrapped around both of them, and she
felt herself melt as Duo pulled them both into an awkward
embrace. "We're both guys, Usagi. We sometimes forget that
girls need to actually hear the words. Daisuki, Usagi."

She opened her eyes part of the way to smile tiredly up at
him. "Soo ka?"

Duo opened his mouth to speak, but Hiiro beat him to it.
"Hai. Suki da, Usagi."

A faint wavering smile barely touched her swollen lips.
"Soo desu. Aishiteru, Duo, Hiiro. Zutto... Zutto
aishiteru."

Something approximating his usual cocky grin appearing on his
face, Duo released the pair of them, signalling Hiiro to lean
back as well. "Then why don't we go home now?" the
Japanese young man asked.

The American's grin only grew. "We should thank Omi and
the others first."

Sapphire blue eyes narrowed. "Omi-kun-tachi... helped...
We missed the first train on purpose, ne?" Duo didn't
answer, opting instead to look both sheepish and conniving at the
same time; Yuy had the good graces to look as embarrassed as
she'd ever seen him since Duo's last birthday party. She pouted
for a brief moment then smiled. "Maybe we should thank them.
After I yell at them..."

The glass doors slid open again, and she stepped out muttering
something about stringing matchmaking assassins up with their own
wire; she was definitely not talking about Omi.

For just a moment, the two young men stood where they were and
stared after her. "Looks like we have our Usagi back,"
Duo stated, wrapping an arm around Hiiro's and leaning his head
against the other young man's.

"I'm still not sure whether that's a good thing or
not," Hiiro muttered under his breath, wrapping an arm
around Duo's waist. "After all, I had the chance to have you
all to myself. But, it wasn't right without her here too."

"She's the last part of us." Duo grinned and stepped
away from Hiiro, pulling him along with him. "Come on,
Hii-chan! I wanna see what this anime they were watching was. And
hey! Maybe if we get lucky, Yohji-san will let us watch it on
that big screen TV!"

"Oi, Duo! Chotto matte!" he cried out as he was
pulled along.

Suddenly another person grabbed his other arm. "Come on,
Yuy!" Usagi called, grinning nearly as much as Duo, if that
were possible. "Let's go home!"



::Owari?::

20 August 2001

Okay this story is just chock full of random observations I've
made during numerous anime binges, including (but not limited
to): Don't Omi and Usagi look a lot alike? Good gods, could they
be related? Round out that already messed up family of his...

And why does this ficlet partially take place in Kyoto? Well,
that's another observation I've made: if anything bad is going to
happen in an anime, it'll usually happen in Kyoto. Rurouni
Kenshin and Yami no Matsuei, to name a few.

And this ficlet takes place in my own little world, so to say.
Anyone can act however I want them and anyone I want can show up.
Basically, this is like the Ultimate Crossover, where all animes
(even contradictory ones, like Dragonball Z and Genso
Maden Saiyuki) exist in the same world. Which easily
explains why the Gundam boys, Tsukino Usagi of Sailormoon,
and the Weiß boys can all be in the same world. ^___^ I may have
to play with this world some more.
(An interesting fact... Every version of this world I've ever
designed has had Duo and Hiiro be a couple and Usagi in a
triangle, but this is the first one where Usagi was with Hiiro
and Duo. Previous versions have put in her in triangles with
Vegita and Gokou <now there's a weird triange,
ne?> and Aya/Ran and Ken.)

Anyway, there's still the possibility of more of this ficlet
series. And if anyone feels like they'd like to be adventuresome
and try writing things in this world or even things in this world
that fill in the gaps between chappys, please contact me and let me
know!

That's enough notes for today.

Ja! Bai-bai!

E-mail Eternal
SailorM!!!