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I am an Imaginary Living Body

File 4

Dreama Tsuki

Hi minna! Sorry this took so long again! Baka Geocities messed up and a lot of my links were broken so that delayed me getting the chapters up, then prom came, then projects came up and all that good stuff. (yes I do have a life outside of writing fics to the person who was so rude in their review). Not asking for a review minimum anymore because I am well satisfied, (the only reason I asked for them is because people won't otherwise) though that doesn't mean stop ^_^; remember I can't improve any if you don't say anything.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, Gundam Wing, or the song I am an Imaginary Living Body.

"Subzero darkness and birthed creatures
Correlated, anthropoperipherism"

-You know what it is from.

Hiiro awoke finding an arm around his waist that was attached to the sleeping Usagi. Grumbling a few curses, he tried to pull away from the blonde, only to find out that her grip is stronger then he gave her credit for. Not wanting to wake her up, Hiiro laid back down and sighed. If it had been anyone else, he realized, he would have thrown them clear across the room, but with Usagi he was relaxed. Was it something in her genetic makeup that made people relaxed around her? Or was he- No it wasn't. He could not feel such idiotic emotions.

Or did he? Hiiro looked over at the young girl as she slept peacefully- NO! He would not let himself fall victim to what has caused so many men to become idiots for centuries.

He pulled away despite the protests from the other side and went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet and watched the cold water go down the drain. He was just overly tired, yeah, that was it. He was just imagining things. At least, that is what he kept saying to himself as he splashed his face with cold water.

He walked back to the bed and looked at the young girl. Damn it, why was this happening now? He walked outside to get a breath of fresh air to clear his mind, maybe Quatre would know what was going on, he would be arriving soon, when he did he would ask what all of these feelings mean.

Usagi awoke with a start, images of the night she ran from her home assailed her powerfully. It was so hard to deal with, if it hadn't been for Hiiro, she would have never gotten through that night alive. She would be floating at the bottom of the reservoir with the fish by now if he had not rescued her at the last moment.

In fact, Hiiro had been the one motivating her through these past few days to stay alive and free. He wasn't that bad and he was kinda cute. Then Usagi realized it, if she were captured before Hiiro could get her in a place where she couldn't be found, Hiiro would be killed by OZ. Usagi didn't want that to happen, she didn't want anyone else to die because of her, she decided that she should stop complaining about the way Hiiro did things and listen to him, after all he seemed to be the one who knew where to go to keep safe.

She looked over her shoulder and glanced to the window, she could make out the silhouette of Hiiro and someone she didn't know. He couldn't that bad since Hiiro appeared to be talking to them calmly and did not have his gun out. Curious, Usagi went over to the door and opened it to see just who was standing there with Hiiro.

"Go back to bed Usagi," Hiiro said not in his monotone voice, but with one filled with slight surprise, a blonde-haired boy peeked over his shoulder to get a look at the girl.

"I can't sleep," she said quietly, "It's cold in there…"

Hiiro nearly flushed, but somehow had the mad skill of holding it back, "Use your blankets then."

"There are not enough," she said quietly, "And I think the heater is broken. Will you sit next to me so I can stay warm?"

Hiiro could feel the heat radiating off of Quatre who was the color of Usagi's finger nail polish. Hiiro growled, but then Quatre spoke up, "You could use my coat Miss Usagi."

"Who are you?" Usagi asked as she took the boy's coat as the handed it to her.

"Quatre Winner," he said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you Winner-san," Usagi said with a bow.

"You. Bed. Now." Hiiro said coldly as he pushed her back in.

"Good night Winner-san!" Usagi called as Hiiro closed the door.

"She is very pretty," said Quatre smiling at Hiiro.

"….."

"So," Quatre said quickly, "What do you think these weird feelings inside you are?"

"I don't know," Hiiro said staring at the early morning sky, the sun was about to come up soon, a small part of him wished Usagi could see it with him.

"You feel lightheaded and warm when you look at her," Quatre said, "Right?"

"Yes," Hiiro said as stars began to disappear and the sky turned purple, "What does it mean?"

"You're in love Hiiro," Quatre said seriously.

"Stop fooling around," Hiiro said with the death glare gracing his features.

"I'm not fooling around Hiiro," said Quatre sternly, then he began to blush furiously, "I had these feelings once about a girl named Kate in my 7th grade class."

Hiiro merely grunted and watch the sun peek above the horizon. Quatre sighed and went into the hotel room to see if Usagi had warmed up any since he had given her his jacket.

'Love is stupid,' Hiiro thought to himself as he looked at the file photo of Usagi that he held in his hand, 'but it feels odd, almost… nice,' he looked up at the sky, 'why is this happening to me over a little baka like that? She's too loud and a ditz and depressing and whiny and a baka' he looked back down at the photo, 'a kawaii baka.' He almost kicked himself for that last thought.

Hiiro walked back into the room to find Quatre working on the heater and Usagi curled up, trying to fall asleep. "I can handle if from here," he said to Quatre, "You can go back to your room if you'd like."

"Are you sure?" Quatre said, "I'm alone in my room, perhaps we could all sleep there?"

"I don't want to inconvenience you by putting you in the floor," Hiiro said, "we all need our rest, our shuttle leaves in a few hours. Get some rest Quatre."

"I you say so," Quatre said getting up, "Usagi can give me the jacket back tomorrow, no need to get her sick with the cold air." Hiiro nodded and watched him leave.

"Did Winner-san fix the heater?" came a small voice from the bed, Usagi stared up at him with her blue eyes that reminded Hiiro of the depths of space.

"No," Hiiro said, "But you can just ::shrug:: sleep close or whatever." He sat on the bed and she did just that and was asleep in seconds. Did she feel the same way he felt about her?

Quatre awoke to the sounds of knocking at his room door the next morning. He got up and answered the door, he had fallen asleep in his clothes. Hiiro and Usagi stood there looking ready to go. He nearly chuckled when he saw that Usagi pretty much hid behind Hiiro while he walked behind the two on the way to the shuttle. This had to be hell for Hiiro.

"Can we get some candy Hiiro-san?" Usagi asked him politely.

"No, it roots your teeth," said Hiiro as he walked along.

"Can we get some breakfast?"

"No there will be some on the shuttle," he said tugging her away from the fast food restaurant.

'She's just right for him,' Quatre thought as bobbed behind the perfect shoulder in an effort to keep up with him.

"Will the shuttle ride be long?" Usagi asked as they passed a plump child having a fit over candy, 'good god that must be embarrassing for the parents.'

"Maybe to you," Hiiro said as he watched a business man run by while talking on his cell phone.

"That's mean," Usagi said as they entered their gate to board the shuttle.

"That's just how Hiiro is Miss Usagi," Quatre said as they looked for their seats, Usagi and Hiiro were next to each other, while poor Quatre got stuck next to a very large woman who had already fallen asleep.

"Hn," Hiiro said in retaliation as he sat down and watched Usagi stare at the men preparing the shuttle for take off. Love was strange

To Be Continued!

Sorry about the length, just really wanted to get this out so I could work on some other fics. Don't forget to write a review!

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Written on April 18, 2002