Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ By The Light... ❯ interesting, ne? ( Chapter 4 )

Yay! More BTL! Gotta apologize, I hit a little writer's block here. And I thought that I was totally DRAINED right now what with finals and EOY projects and crap! ^__^ Life can be good. I promise my posting will pick up pace for all my fics once school ends. It's just till 6/15... It's just till 6/15... It's just till 6/15...

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By The Light…

A Fanfic by Lady Lye

Idea suggested and consulting/editing by Mako-chan

Disclaimer: Don't own GW *sob* Don't own SM *sob again* but I do own- KATAKU! My keyboard!! BWAHAHA! *laughs in Wufei's face* Take THAT annoying Justice Boy!!

Note: I scramble names a tad… Japanese- English- what's the dif? Some of each all mixed together to create MY Universe…

Other Note: SM time; after Super S but before Stars since the manga's not all out. ^__^ GW time; um, we're gonna mess with this A LOT. They're comrades living together w/ the Winner's I dunno if they have gundam but it remains to be seen… Just go with the flow, k? All will be revealed eventually…

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"I think you had better go, Miss," the blond boy said through clenched teeth, readying himself to fight off the recovering Mamoru.

"She's MY girlfriend! I can do what I want with her!" Mamoru lunged at the boy and Usagi screamed. He ducked out of the way and Mamoru's fist slammed into the glass of the car window, shattering it.

The young man grabbed Usagi and pulled her away from Mamoru. "Go home, where you can be safe," he told her, eyes never leaving Mamoru.

"You're coming with me," she grabbed his arm and started to run. She ignored Mamoru's shouts and curses behind them and kept running, her heart pounding in her chest. 'Mamoru… It's over between us. Completely and utterly over.'

They finally stopped running when they reached a busy shopping district. They both stopped to catch their breath, and Usagi tipped her head up to the sky so she could breathe. She hadn't realized just how dark it had gotten with the clouds rolling in.

"Are you- alright?"

She looked at her savior for the first time. Immediately, her eyes widened. His shock of pale blond hair seemed to frame his sweet, angelic face. His eyes looked as though they had once been innocent of all things, but now they had seen too much, and he grieved for it. "Yes- I'm fine. Thank you so much for helping me-"

"It was my pleasure," he stood upright and extended his hand. "My name is Quatre."

"I'm Usagi," they shook. "Why did you…?"

"I need a reason to save a stranger?"

"Well- most people wouldn't have." She looked into his face again. He seemed so good and pure.

"Most people don't realize what's really important," He said bitterly, his beautiful blue eyes clouding over with anger. "Where do you live? It's getting dark out, I can walk you home."

"Oh, not far from here," she said, giddiness invading her tone. 'Stop that, Usagi!' she thought as they started to walk. 'It may sound romantic but it's also totally unrealistic. You have no idea who he is or what he's like.' She snuck another glance at him. 'Chivalry LIVES.'

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Lita decided to take the long route home, strolling aimlessly through the shopping district. Every so often she would pause to examine something that caught her eye in one of the store windows, but her thoughts were too heavy to allow her such trivial delights as window shopping.

Poor Usagi… It wasn't as though none of them had noticed that Usa's and Mamoru's relationship had deteriorated. They just hadn't said anything because- well- Usagi hadn't and she had always been so touchy on the issue of Mamoru. When they were in love she got jealous easily and he would fondly put up with her, but now that they seemed so out of love…

Rain started to fall softly from the dark gray sky. She turned her face up to it and welcomed the first drops to come flying down and soak her hair. Other people hurried by, trying to stay dry and cursing their rotten luck. She remained where she stood, closing her eyes and letting the chilly water wash away her worries, even if only for a little while.

Abruptly, the water stopped and her eyes blinked open to see the underside of an umbrella. "The rain may seem to wash away our problems, but you always have to dry off afterwards." She turned to the speaker and was met by a reserved face half covered by unusually styled bangs. Green eyes glittered with more than moisture would have allowed. He continued to hold the umbrella over them both.

Lita realized she was staring and blushed furiously. "Thank you- for the advice and the umbrella."

"You're very welcome." An odd feeling tugged at Trowa's chest & a tiny frown creased his face. What was he doing? She had looked so appealing, just standing there in the rain, totally content to have her wet hair plastered against her beautiful face while other people ran away, wrapped up in their insignificant lives. So why now did her thanks mean so much to him? "My name is Trowa Barton. Where are you off to? I have time to lend my umbrella to a pretty girl."

The blush returned to Lita's cheeks. "No where actually. I was just walking."

"Really? Me too. Shall we walk together?"

She didn't protest, and instead stole several sideways glances at him as they walked. Something tickled at the back of her mind but she ignored it. Woah, he was good looking… Really, REALLY good looking. With a smug smile to herself she thought, 'Not one of my old boyfriends could ever match him!'

"Do you live around here?" he asked, startling her. Maybe if he talked to her for a while he would understand what it was that had attracted him to her. Or maybe he would discover that she wasn't desirable at all and he could eat without regrets and come home early.

"Uh, sort of. I live pretty close to Crossroads Junior High."

He nodded. "So why were you standing out in the rain like that?"

"Because I wanted to," she said simply, without thinking. Then she blushed and looked down. "That sounds silly, I know."

He looked at her in concern. "Why is that silly? It's the silly things that offset the serious things and make us appreciate both." His stomach fluttered a little as she turned those deep green eyes on him. He quickly forced it to stop, hurrying on to finish speaking. "Someone once told me that the only way to live a good life is by acting on your emotions*. Sometimes that means your silly emotions too."

Lita smiled at him then. A beautiful smile that did nothing for his stomach. "You must know someone very wise."

"He's an old friend of mine. He seems to live his life well, so I try to follow his advice."

"And what other advice has he given you?" A flirtacious note had entered the atmosphere.

"That dying," he said solemnly with a twinkle in his eye. "hurts like hell."

He was rewarded with a laugh. It seemed like music to him. A music he knew he would never be able to match. "You have- interesting friends then," she giggled. "My friends sit around and read comic books or do homework or look for cute boys. They're nowhere near as deep as your friends must be."

"Does that make them bad?"

"No," she paused to think. "That doesn't make them bad at all. I guess they like to act on their emotions."

Trowa nodded. "Shall we walk through the park?"

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Author's Note:

*- Heh heh… use of clichés and quotes… So sue me already. Wait! No! DON'T sue me! PLEASE! That's my college education and VW Beetle money! NOOO! Besides the amount's PITIFUL, pitiful I tell you! Lady's *sniffle* gonna end up having to work in college. *sniffle* Damn over-priced college fees… Interesting how I've lead you off-topic, hmm? ^__^

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The boy paced the room unhappily. He kept going to the window to peer out, sneer at what he saw and pace again.

Wufei arched an eyebrow at him over his book. "Is the little pup afraid of getting his paws wet?"

"Shut up," Heero growled at him and resumed pacing, faster and more angrily this time.

Wufei smirked and returned to his reading. Out of the corner of his eye he continued to watch Heero pace and finally check the clock. He stormed out of the living room and silence pervaded the house. Wufei reached to the couch next to him and grabbed a pillow to put behind his head. Maxwell had ruined the stuffing of this nice recliner. Damn Maxwell. He'd find a way to get him to pay for it later.

A few minutes later, a tawny wolf trotted in and went directly to a window to push the blinds away with his nose and peer out at the streets. With a snarl it let the blinds drop back into place and flopped down on the floor. It glared from one thing to the next before resting it's angry glare on Wufei.

Wufei spared it an aloof glance. "You didn't really think the rain would stop so soon, did you?"

The wolf growled in an 'I meant to do that' sort of way and resignedly rested it's head on it's paws. Wufei returned to his book. Barely a minute has passed before the impatient wolf stood and stuck his nose between Wufei and the page.

"No, I'm not going outright now," Wufei told it angrily. It looked at him with big, supposedly innocent eyes. "Because I don't want to get wet either. Now move so I can finish reading."

With what could have been a wolf-ish sigh, it flopped to the ground again. It glared at the shaded window. Stupid rain.

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