Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ His Light of Hope ❯ Hope and Justice ( Chapter 8 )

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His Light of Hope ~Chapter 9

Dreama Tsuki

Hey minna! Sorry for the really long wait! Anyway, all disclaimers apply. Let the show begin!

Usagi stood in the kitchen as she attempted to puree potatoes. If she couldn't knit her children clothes, then she was going to make them food dammit! She pushed the 'puree' button on the food processor, only to suddenly be covered in potatoes. Wufei came to the rescue with a mop and pale.

Sometime later in the day, Wufei found himself in a jewelry store picking out a suitable ring that he would propose to Usagi with. A lot of them were gaudy and others Wufei thought unsuitable for his angel.

"How about this one sir?" asked the gentlemen running the store as he displayed a very lovely ring that had a leaf and flower like pattern engraved into it with diamonds in place where the petals would be.

"How much?" Wufei asked the man. It was a price that Wufei could obviously tell was way too much, but it didn't matter. It was the only one that was good enough and not gaudy. He said he would buy it.

"Would you like to inscribe anything on the inside of the band sir?" the man asked.

"Yes. To the one in which life and true beauty grows and blossoms."

Usagi hummed quietly to herself as she sat in the room that was chosen to be the nursery for the new baby. It was quiet, large, and next to her room. There were plans to put in a door to join the too rooms together so that she could quickly get to the baby at night.

"Ooohh, how about this color?" said Duo, who was forced to volunteer and help Usagi with setting the room up.

"Duo! That's black!" Usagi complained.

"So? Black is a very nice color," Duo said proudly.

"One: black is not a color, it is a shade. Two: it's not something you paint the walls of a baby's room in!" Usagi yelled.

"Why not??" Duo said with a nice pout.

"Because it's depressing!" Usagi held up a picture of a bright pink room, "this is something a little more suitable." Duo went into a fit of laughter that caused him to roll on the floor and hold his stomach. Usagi just groaned. Can she do anything right for this child?

There was a knock at the front door and Duo went to go see who it was. "Hello?" He was suddenly thrown back by an invisible hand.

"I thought I would try a more direct approach," said Atormentar as he entered. He turned to the small girl at his side, "Hotaru-chan, make sure he cannot interfere."

"Hai Papa," said the young girl as she glomped onto Duo's legs.

"I will go collect what is mine," said the dark man as he walked up the stairs. Everything was perfect, there wasn't another soul in the house except his white rabbit and the boy with the braid.

Wufei quickly grabbed his katana from the large basket of flowers that was in the front hall when he walked in the door. An unusual sight lay before him: Duo tied and gagged, but no Hotaru. He loosened the gag around Duo's mouth.

"He's got Usagi-san!" were the first words out of his mouth.

"What? You were supposed to be watching over her?" Wufei raged, "Can't you do anything right?" He quickly ran up the stairs, "Usagi-chan?!" He found the nursery and quickly ran in. Nothing was in there except a pile of catalogues and overturned furniture. Cursing the world, he stabbed his katana though the wall. "Usagi…"

"I can help you find her," said a familiar voice from behind, "Anything for my final revenge."

"Rage?" Wufei asked turning to face the other young man. He looked like he had gone through hell, his green hair had spots of his strange blood, he had a large bruise on his cheek, and he was holding his ribs.

"Hai," he said slowly walking over, "I don't have much time left, but I don't want to spend eternity knowing that she is unhappy. Plus I want to get that bastard back."

"How do you know I can trust you?" Wufei asked uncertainly.

"Because if you don't, you will never see the beautiful princess again," Rage smirked and held out his hand, "Well?"

Wufei scowled and shook it.

It was very dark and cold in the room Usagi was being held in. She was curled up on the bed sobbing and shivering. She felt very alone and afraid for the life of Wufei's child that was growing inside her. She was scared that she would get sick from the cold and the virus put her child in danger.

A light clicked on and a familiar silhouette stood near it, "Don't be so sad. You'll eventually learn to love Atormentar-sama."

"Leave me alone Minako," Usagi sniffled, "You get to be with the one you love."

But she didn't, Minako had found out that Atormentar had killed Mamoru a long time ago and was planning to do the same to Minako tonight by poisoning her food tonight at the banquet he was having in celebration of his victory. Minako would see that there would be no reason to celebrate, she wanted everyone feel her pain.

"You too will join him soon," Minako said as she pulled a knife out of her pocket, "In hell!" She attacked the surprised girl and sunk the sharp blade into her thigh, "Don't fight, it'll just make it more painful!" she pulled the knife out and prepared to make another stab.

"You're sad," Usagi managed to say.

"Not as sad as your prince is going to be when I deliver your body to him," Minako smirked, "He'll probably kill himself because he lost the two most precious things in the world to him."

"You're sick," Usagi spat at her.

"You're DEAD!" Minako screamed as she plunged the knife down towards Usagi's skull.

"Stop," said a cool and calm voice from the doorway. Minako found that she could not move, the blade was centimeters from Usagi. "Honestly Minako," said Atormentar as he walked in, "Is that really called for?" He turned to two guards who were standing near by, "Take her to the dungeon, I shall deal with her later."

"Yes sir," said the two men as they grabbed the deranged girl.

"You'll get what's coming to you," she called as they led her away, "You will make a mistake!" Her words her cut off by the slamming of a door.

Atormentar turned to Usagi, "I am sorry about this my dear bird. Good help is so hard to find, is it not?"

"You're sick!" Usagi shouted, "Everyone in this place is insane!" She winced and held her leg.

"Now now," said Atormentar, walking over and healing Usagi's wound, "We mustn't get too excited. You'll hurt our child."

"He isn't your child!" Usagi shouted as he walked to the door, "you don't deserve him. His real father is honorable and just!" The only response was the slamming of the door. "Oh Wufei…" Usagi sniffled, "I miss you so much."

Wufei and Rage made their way through the dimly lit halls of Atormentar's fortress of the sky. They had gotten there through Rage's teleportation power and were so far unnoticed by anyone.

"This seems too easy," Wufei pointed out as they found no guards anywhere to be found.

"The arrogant fool is too easygoing," Rage said, "He would never think of anyone but me getting in here unnoticed, and I'm supposed to be dead."

Wufei snorted, but quickly pulled himself and Rage behind a corner. "What is it?" Rage asked. Wufei pointed to the only room that had any guards surrounding it. "You think the princess is in there?"

"Of course," Wufei said quietly, "She is the only thing he would possibly think worth guarding right?" Rage nodded. Wufei unsheathed his katana and Rage prepared to attack.

The guards were not expecting it at all and were easy to knock out. Wufei tried to open the door and found that it was locked.

"Looking for this?" Wufei glared at the owner of the voice. It was, of course, Atormentar. "I wasn't expecting you, but I had to be safe. My little bird is quite valuable."

"You bastard," Wufei, "She isn't yours!" He attacked with a downward slash that cut Atormentar on the cheek causing it to bleed. Wufei stepped back and waited.

"My my," said Atormentar rubbing his cheek, "Alright then, if it is a fight you are looking for…" A sword appeared in his hand. There was this really big fight with swords and such, Dreama isn't good at describing these because Dreama prefers hand to hand combat. Wufei definitely had more skill though, he managed to back Atormentar into a corner.

"This is where it ends for you and your selfish ways," said Wufei.

"I think not," said Atormentar as Wufei felt a hard blow to the back of his skull, but it was too weak to even knock him out. He did feel dazed though. "You failed," Atormentar smirked.

"He might have," said Rage from behind, "But I won't" He tackled Atormentar and the two fell through a giant window and onto a ledge. "You will pay for all the pain you have caused fool, I will not allow you to hurt her any longer!" Rage cried as he grabbed Atormentar's arm and threw himself over the edge to the earth below.

Wufei stared at where the two men once stood. He thanked Rage for what he had done, but wondered how he was going to get to Usagi.

"Kuso," he cursed to himself and looked around. He found that he was not completely out of luck. Atormentar had dropped the key to Usagi's room during the scuffle. He quickly picked it up and unlocked the door, there he found the most beautiful sight in front of him.

"Wufei!" Usagi cried as she through her arms around his neck and kissed him, "How did you find me?"

"It's a long story," Wufei said picking her up, "but it's all over now, Atormentar is dead."

Usagi's eyes filled with tears and she sobbed into Wufei's chest. He pet her head and let her cry.

One year later:

Wufei watched as his wife and daughter, Touka, as they sat among peach blossoms that grew in trees near their house. It wasn't too far from Quatre's, but far enough to make it seem like they were the only ones for miles. It was quiet and serene.

Usagi giggled, "Touka playing near a peach tree."

Wufei just smiled. He knew now that the world wasn't as cruel and unworthy as he once thought. In fact, it was at times quite the opposite. Usagi and Touka were his constant reminders of that.

::fin::

I decided that it would be best to end this fic because it is often neglected and it is hard to find any inspiration with it. I hope you liked the ending.

-Dreama Tsuki

July 28, 2002