Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Face From The Past ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Suki Tenshi 
It's chapter 6!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.03.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 162 | Status: Completed
It's chapter 6!
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.03.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 162 | Status: Completed
A Face From The Past
Chapter 6
Disclaimers: yeah, I do not own GW. I just have rights to the plot line and the character I create. Do not sue. I don't make money off this.
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It'd been a week since the attack on the Peace Ball, and Syira was recovering fast. After Duo and the others last visited her, she had recovered enough strength to walk, but only for a short period of time and then she would grow tired. Syira wanted to be able to walk for longer periods of time when Duo came to visit her next, but the hospital staff didn't want her to push herself too hard and end up hurting herself again. She also hadn't seen Quatre since their heated arguement. Syira was about to get out of bed one day, when Duo knocked on the door and came in pushing an empty wheelchair infront of him.
"Hey Syi! Waz up?" She smiled at him.
"Hi Duo. Nothing much. Just trying to get my strength back."
"You sure look better since last I saw ya, but then again, you always look good." Syira blushed slightly.
"Thanks. What's up with the wheelchair, bro?" Duo gave her his patented mischievous grin.
"Oh, nothing. Just a part of a little surprise for ya."
"Oh! A surprise for me?! Due tell what it is, Duo."
"Why would I tell you what the surprise when you're not suppose to know what it even is?"
"Can't you tell me *anything* about the surprise, Duo?" she pleaded.
"Just that you need to get dressed. And don't worry about the doc. I already talked to him about it, and he's allowing you to come with me. He thinks it'd help you in your recovery."
"Alright Duo, but I'm trusting you on this."
"When have I ever let you down?"
"Shall I start with the begining and work our way up the list?" Duo let out a small laugh, walked out of Syira's room and closed the door, allowing her to get dressed in privacy. Syira promptly got out of bed, walked over to her suitcase that was sent over from Quatre's place while she was asleep, opened it, grabbed some socks, a pair of jeans, and an orange spagetti strap t-shirt, put them on, and opened the door, allowing Duo to come back in. [Author Note: She's already wearing underware and a bra] "Okay, I'm ready to go," she annouced.
"Good. Now, sit down in the wheelchair, and I'll take you to the surprise."
"Duo, I don't need a wheelchair. I'm al," Syira feel over onto the doorway. "Right."
"Sure Syira, and I'm the Pope. You'll only need to be in the chair for a bit, and the pain should be gone by then," Duo explained to her, and then smiled. "Hey, think of it this way. You can sit and relax while saving your strength and not be bored to hell." Syira gave a smile of amusement back.
"Alright Duo. You win. Just help me walk over to the chair." Duo walked over to Syira's side, put his arm under Syira's shoulder and she put her arm on top of his shoulder, helped Syira walk a couple feet over to the wheelchair, and helped her down to her chair. Duo moved behind the wheelchair.
"Now, my little pretty," he teased. "I'm going to take this blind fold and cover your eyes, so you can't see where we're going. After which, we'll be off." Syira soon saw the black blind fold infront of her and covering her eyes, blocking any light from coming in. She soon felt the wheelchair moving forward, and with that, she was leaving the hospital to see Duo's surprise for her.
******
"Come on Duo! It seems like I've been siting in this chair for hours, and I think my legs have fallen asleep," she whinned. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost. I had to take the long way to get to the spot. You know, a couple loops around the block. Those kind of things."
"WHAT?! What the heck did you do that for!"
"To confuse you of course. If I hadn't, we would have been there in 15 minutes, and you would have a clue as to where you are, but now, you have no clue. Besides, everything wouldn't have been ready if we did," Duo confessed. Syira let out a heavy sigh and listened to her surroundings.
"It sounds so peaceful, Duo. "
"It should sound that way. Alright, we're here." Duo stopped the wheelchair, but remained behind her.
"Can you please remove the blind fold now, or do I have to do it for myself?" she asked.
"All in good time, my dear Syira. You're not ready to see what's awaiting for you." All of a sudden, Duo lifted Syira up and out of the wheelchair, and on to a soft surface. To Syira, it felt like a blanket on top of grass.
"Thanks for the warning, Duo."
"No problem." Syira heard Duo move a couple things around. "Alright. *Now* you can remove your blindfold." Syira pulled down the blindfold, allowing the light to enter her eyes.
"DUO! You remembered!"
"Of course I did. How could I forget my little sister's b-day, especially when it's her sixteenth birthday. Happy birthday, Syira." There was an assortment of food over the blanket from finger foods to full fledged meals. There was even a cake covered in white frosting with the words 'Happy 16th Birthday, Syira' written in blue icing. At the other end of the blanket was a small pile of presents wrapped in Elmo wrapping paper. [ Eeee!! ELMO!!! =) I love Elmo. I even have a 2 1/2 foot tall Elmo. ]
"I can't believe you remembered, Duo." Duo blashed and laughed nerviously.
"Well... I could always remember your birthday, and I thought you may want to have a little picnic to celebrate it. I know it's nothing special, but a sixteenth birthday isn't something that should just be forgotten."
"Aw thanks Duo." Syira leaned forward and gave Duo a big hug. "I really appricate this."
"It was really no problem, sis." Syira let go of Duo and sat down. "Now, lets *eat*!"
"Yeah! I'm starving! Hospital food is no better then airplane food." [ Okay, my mom works at a hospital and the food there isn't bad as airliner food. I'm not saying hospitals serve crappy food. Just this one! ] If you were to watch them eat, you'd never be able to tell the difference between the two. They both ate like they had never seen that much food. There was enough food there to last 6 people an hour and a half, but Syira and Duo ate it all in 30 minutes.
"Okay. Next, present opening," Duo annouced once the food was eaten.
"Yay!!" Syira cheered. She dusted the crumbs off of her, and readjusted her seat.
"Okay. Let's see. Hmmmmm... What to start with? The big present or a small one?" Duo thought aloud, as if almost to tease Syira. He paused for a minute to think. "The big one!"
"Yes!" Duo got up, grabbed the biggest present from the pile, brought it back to Syira, and dropped it into her lap. "Uff! Heavy enough, Duo?"
"Hey, it's your present. Just open it will ya."
Syira ripped the wrapping paper off the box like a mad dog, and opened it to find.....another wrapped box. So she took that one out of the box, and took off the wrapping paper of that one too. And another wrapped box was inside. Syira opened several wrapped boxes, each one getting smaller and smaller, until Syira found a box with a folded piece of paper. She picked the piece of paper and opened it.
You see before you many gifts, but only this one has a gift inside. This is one is also the box out of the whole pile, but it contains a special gift. This gift maybe in a small box, but it'll filled with love. Happy sweet sixteen, sis.
Love always,
Your brother Duo
Syira looked at Duo with a confused look on her face as she finished reading the card.
"Open the box and you'll understand. Don't worry, it's not another box with a box in it," reushered Duo. So, Syira picked up the final box, slowly unwrapped it, and opened it. Inside was a gold heart locket nicklace, and when she opened it, there was a picture of her and Duo when they were little. It was a couple of months before the attack on the chruch and they were sliding down the slide.
"Oh Duo." Syira gave Duo another hug. "It's beautiful. It's the best gift anyone could ask for. Where did you find it." She began to cry tears of joy. Duo smiled at her.
"Oh, I have my ways." He hugged her back and the hug lasted a couple minutes before letting go.
"Man, what a mess *sniff*," said Syira as she whipped the tears off her face. "It looks like one of your messes. We'd better clean it up before it attracts rats."
"Hey! I resent that remark! None of my messes attract rats. Besides, you helped make this mess too so it's just as much as your mess as it is mine," remarked Duo.
"Fine, it's *our* mess. Let's just clean it up." So the two began to clean up the wrapping paper, the boxes, the food, and their dishes.
"What a mess! It looks liuke a hurricane struck here twice." The two turned around and saw Trowa, Wufei, and Heero.
"Of course a hurricane came through here, Barton," said Wufei. "It's name is Duo Maxwell."
"Hey! This was a celebrationial mess," commented Duo, with pride.
"For what?" asked Heero.
"It's Syi's sixteenth birthday today."
"Cragradulations, Syira," said Trowa. Wufei and Heero just nodded in agreement.
"Thanks guys," thanked Syira.
"Where'd you get the necklace?" asked Trowa.
"Duo gave it to me, and inside there's a pictue of when we were little."
"Hey, guys. Where's Q?" asked Duo.
"We don't know," said Heero. "We haven't seen him and he has been reachible."
"I wonder where he's at?" pondered Duo. "He normally doesn't do this."
"Maybe he needs some space?" thought Wufei outloud.
"Duo, you should go look for him with your friends. I'll stay here and clean up, and afterwhich, I'll head back to the hospital," offered Syira.
"You really think so? Are you sure you'll be ok?"
"I'll be fine, Duo."
"Trowa and Wufei can go with Duo, and I'll stay and help Syira clean up this disaster," offered Heero.
"Celebrationial mess, not a disaster," reminded Heero.
"What ever."
"Alright then. Let's go and find Quatre!" Duo charged off with Trowa and Wufei behind him. Heero glared at Syira for a few minutes before saying anything.
"So, that was you?" he asked
"Yup. Let's just get this mess cleaned up."
"Right." And the two began their silent cleanup.
******
"Any signs of Quatre?" asked Syira when the others had returned to the hospital. Syira was sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Not a speck," sighed Duo.
"It's like he's not even here," added Trowa.
"This isn't like Quatre to disappear with a word," commented Duo.
"Yeah. I know. This isn't like him at all," remarked Trowa.
"But let's remember," added Wufei. "Quatre's quiet capible of taking care of himself. After all, he is a gundam pilot."
"Wufei's right," agreed Heero. "Quatre will be fine."
"Yeah, but from how long?" asked Duo.
"Look, maybe all he needs right now is some time alone," suggested Syira. "Maybe you should just wait for a bit to see if he pops up again." Duo sighs.
"Maybe your right Syi. I mean, we shouldn't always worry when Quatre goes off for a bit."
"Quatre will be fine. He'll show himself again," agreed Trowa. The four gundam pilots began to head out when Duo stopped.
"Will you be okay, sis?" She smiled.
"Yeah. I'll just stare off into space and entertain myself." Duo began to head out. "Oh, by the way, thanks for the picnic Duo." He smiled lovely at her.
"Hey, it was no biggie. I had to do something for your birthday." And with that being said, Duo left. Syira soon got off the bed and walked over to the window, opened it, looked at the tall trees that were close to her window, went back to her bed, and layed on top of the sheets. It was quiet for a moment
"How did you know is was watching you?" It was Quatre's voice.
"I heard you in the park. I just assumed you would follow me back to the hospital," she said with her eyes remaining closed.
"Then why didn't you tell the others if you know?"
"If I did that, they'd ask you a bunch of questions and keep you on leash and chain. They really do care about you. Why were you following and watching me, Quatre?" He thought for a moment.
"To see if you're really who you seem to be."
"Who do I seem to be?"
"A gentle souled person who wished for a lasting peace."
"And am I that person, Quatre?"
"Yes, but you seem to have been hit with heavy disasters in your life, and sometimes that gentle souled person has been put aside in order to survive."
"And does that make me a bad person?"
"No."
"How long have you been watching me?"
"Since the last time we were in the same room together."
"What else did you learn about me?"
"That I know what Heero knows you, Syira." She opened her eyes.
"The others will find out when the time is right."
"Then I won't tell them."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Anything else, Quatre?"
"Yeah." He closed the window, walked over to Syira's bed, bent over, and gently kissed her lips. "Happy birthday, Syira," he whispered to her. Quatre then left the room, leaving a smile on her face.
tbc
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Chapter 6
Disclaimers: yeah, I do not own GW. I just have rights to the plot line and the character I create. Do not sue. I don't make money off this.
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The following chapter is full of SAP. Sap sap and more sap. R/R please! Even just to say that you read it or even grammer corrections! I'm not the world's best speller. I admit that! I just like seeing that people are reviewing my fic.
It'd been a week since the attack on the Peace Ball, and Syira was recovering fast. After Duo and the others last visited her, she had recovered enough strength to walk, but only for a short period of time and then she would grow tired. Syira wanted to be able to walk for longer periods of time when Duo came to visit her next, but the hospital staff didn't want her to push herself too hard and end up hurting herself again. She also hadn't seen Quatre since their heated arguement. Syira was about to get out of bed one day, when Duo knocked on the door and came in pushing an empty wheelchair infront of him.
"Hey Syi! Waz up?" She smiled at him.
"Hi Duo. Nothing much. Just trying to get my strength back."
"You sure look better since last I saw ya, but then again, you always look good." Syira blushed slightly.
"Thanks. What's up with the wheelchair, bro?" Duo gave her his patented mischievous grin.
"Oh, nothing. Just a part of a little surprise for ya."
"Oh! A surprise for me?! Due tell what it is, Duo."
"Why would I tell you what the surprise when you're not suppose to know what it even is?"
"Can't you tell me *anything* about the surprise, Duo?" she pleaded.
"Just that you need to get dressed. And don't worry about the doc. I already talked to him about it, and he's allowing you to come with me. He thinks it'd help you in your recovery."
"Alright Duo, but I'm trusting you on this."
"When have I ever let you down?"
"Shall I start with the begining and work our way up the list?" Duo let out a small laugh, walked out of Syira's room and closed the door, allowing her to get dressed in privacy. Syira promptly got out of bed, walked over to her suitcase that was sent over from Quatre's place while she was asleep, opened it, grabbed some socks, a pair of jeans, and an orange spagetti strap t-shirt, put them on, and opened the door, allowing Duo to come back in. [Author Note: She's already wearing underware and a bra] "Okay, I'm ready to go," she annouced.
"Good. Now, sit down in the wheelchair, and I'll take you to the surprise."
"Duo, I don't need a wheelchair. I'm al," Syira feel over onto the doorway. "Right."
"Sure Syira, and I'm the Pope. You'll only need to be in the chair for a bit, and the pain should be gone by then," Duo explained to her, and then smiled. "Hey, think of it this way. You can sit and relax while saving your strength and not be bored to hell." Syira gave a smile of amusement back.
"Alright Duo. You win. Just help me walk over to the chair." Duo walked over to Syira's side, put his arm under Syira's shoulder and she put her arm on top of his shoulder, helped Syira walk a couple feet over to the wheelchair, and helped her down to her chair. Duo moved behind the wheelchair.
"Now, my little pretty," he teased. "I'm going to take this blind fold and cover your eyes, so you can't see where we're going. After which, we'll be off." Syira soon saw the black blind fold infront of her and covering her eyes, blocking any light from coming in. She soon felt the wheelchair moving forward, and with that, she was leaving the hospital to see Duo's surprise for her.
******
"Come on Duo! It seems like I've been siting in this chair for hours, and I think my legs have fallen asleep," she whinned. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost. I had to take the long way to get to the spot. You know, a couple loops around the block. Those kind of things."
"WHAT?! What the heck did you do that for!"
"To confuse you of course. If I hadn't, we would have been there in 15 minutes, and you would have a clue as to where you are, but now, you have no clue. Besides, everything wouldn't have been ready if we did," Duo confessed. Syira let out a heavy sigh and listened to her surroundings.
"It sounds so peaceful, Duo. "
"It should sound that way. Alright, we're here." Duo stopped the wheelchair, but remained behind her.
"Can you please remove the blind fold now, or do I have to do it for myself?" she asked.
"All in good time, my dear Syira. You're not ready to see what's awaiting for you." All of a sudden, Duo lifted Syira up and out of the wheelchair, and on to a soft surface. To Syira, it felt like a blanket on top of grass.
"Thanks for the warning, Duo."
"No problem." Syira heard Duo move a couple things around. "Alright. *Now* you can remove your blindfold." Syira pulled down the blindfold, allowing the light to enter her eyes.
"DUO! You remembered!"
"Of course I did. How could I forget my little sister's b-day, especially when it's her sixteenth birthday. Happy birthday, Syira." There was an assortment of food over the blanket from finger foods to full fledged meals. There was even a cake covered in white frosting with the words 'Happy 16th Birthday, Syira' written in blue icing. At the other end of the blanket was a small pile of presents wrapped in Elmo wrapping paper. [ Eeee!! ELMO!!! =) I love Elmo. I even have a 2 1/2 foot tall Elmo. ]
"I can't believe you remembered, Duo." Duo blashed and laughed nerviously.
"Well... I could always remember your birthday, and I thought you may want to have a little picnic to celebrate it. I know it's nothing special, but a sixteenth birthday isn't something that should just be forgotten."
"Aw thanks Duo." Syira leaned forward and gave Duo a big hug. "I really appricate this."
"It was really no problem, sis." Syira let go of Duo and sat down. "Now, lets *eat*!"
"Yeah! I'm starving! Hospital food is no better then airplane food." [ Okay, my mom works at a hospital and the food there isn't bad as airliner food. I'm not saying hospitals serve crappy food. Just this one! ] If you were to watch them eat, you'd never be able to tell the difference between the two. They both ate like they had never seen that much food. There was enough food there to last 6 people an hour and a half, but Syira and Duo ate it all in 30 minutes.
"Okay. Next, present opening," Duo annouced once the food was eaten.
"Yay!!" Syira cheered. She dusted the crumbs off of her, and readjusted her seat.
"Okay. Let's see. Hmmmmm... What to start with? The big present or a small one?" Duo thought aloud, as if almost to tease Syira. He paused for a minute to think. "The big one!"
"Yes!" Duo got up, grabbed the biggest present from the pile, brought it back to Syira, and dropped it into her lap. "Uff! Heavy enough, Duo?"
"Hey, it's your present. Just open it will ya."
Syira ripped the wrapping paper off the box like a mad dog, and opened it to find.....another wrapped box. So she took that one out of the box, and took off the wrapping paper of that one too. And another wrapped box was inside. Syira opened several wrapped boxes, each one getting smaller and smaller, until Syira found a box with a folded piece of paper. She picked the piece of paper and opened it.
You see before you many gifts, but only this one has a gift inside. This is one is also the box out of the whole pile, but it contains a special gift. This gift maybe in a small box, but it'll filled with love. Happy sweet sixteen, sis.
Love always,
Your brother Duo
Syira looked at Duo with a confused look on her face as she finished reading the card.
"Open the box and you'll understand. Don't worry, it's not another box with a box in it," reushered Duo. So, Syira picked up the final box, slowly unwrapped it, and opened it. Inside was a gold heart locket nicklace, and when she opened it, there was a picture of her and Duo when they were little. It was a couple of months before the attack on the chruch and they were sliding down the slide.
"Oh Duo." Syira gave Duo another hug. "It's beautiful. It's the best gift anyone could ask for. Where did you find it." She began to cry tears of joy. Duo smiled at her.
"Oh, I have my ways." He hugged her back and the hug lasted a couple minutes before letting go.
"Man, what a mess *sniff*," said Syira as she whipped the tears off her face. "It looks like one of your messes. We'd better clean it up before it attracts rats."
"Hey! I resent that remark! None of my messes attract rats. Besides, you helped make this mess too so it's just as much as your mess as it is mine," remarked Duo.
"Fine, it's *our* mess. Let's just clean it up." So the two began to clean up the wrapping paper, the boxes, the food, and their dishes.
"What a mess! It looks liuke a hurricane struck here twice." The two turned around and saw Trowa, Wufei, and Heero.
"Of course a hurricane came through here, Barton," said Wufei. "It's name is Duo Maxwell."
"Hey! This was a celebrationial mess," commented Duo, with pride.
"For what?" asked Heero.
"It's Syi's sixteenth birthday today."
"Cragradulations, Syira," said Trowa. Wufei and Heero just nodded in agreement.
"Thanks guys," thanked Syira.
"Where'd you get the necklace?" asked Trowa.
"Duo gave it to me, and inside there's a pictue of when we were little."
"Hey, guys. Where's Q?" asked Duo.
"We don't know," said Heero. "We haven't seen him and he has been reachible."
"I wonder where he's at?" pondered Duo. "He normally doesn't do this."
"Maybe he needs some space?" thought Wufei outloud.
"Duo, you should go look for him with your friends. I'll stay here and clean up, and afterwhich, I'll head back to the hospital," offered Syira.
"You really think so? Are you sure you'll be ok?"
"I'll be fine, Duo."
"Trowa and Wufei can go with Duo, and I'll stay and help Syira clean up this disaster," offered Heero.
"Celebrationial mess, not a disaster," reminded Heero.
"What ever."
"Alright then. Let's go and find Quatre!" Duo charged off with Trowa and Wufei behind him. Heero glared at Syira for a few minutes before saying anything.
"So, that was you?" he asked
"Yup. Let's just get this mess cleaned up."
"Right." And the two began their silent cleanup.
******
"Any signs of Quatre?" asked Syira when the others had returned to the hospital. Syira was sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Not a speck," sighed Duo.
"It's like he's not even here," added Trowa.
"This isn't like Quatre to disappear with a word," commented Duo.
"Yeah. I know. This isn't like him at all," remarked Trowa.
"But let's remember," added Wufei. "Quatre's quiet capible of taking care of himself. After all, he is a gundam pilot."
"Wufei's right," agreed Heero. "Quatre will be fine."
"Yeah, but from how long?" asked Duo.
"Look, maybe all he needs right now is some time alone," suggested Syira. "Maybe you should just wait for a bit to see if he pops up again." Duo sighs.
"Maybe your right Syi. I mean, we shouldn't always worry when Quatre goes off for a bit."
"Quatre will be fine. He'll show himself again," agreed Trowa. The four gundam pilots began to head out when Duo stopped.
"Will you be okay, sis?" She smiled.
"Yeah. I'll just stare off into space and entertain myself." Duo began to head out. "Oh, by the way, thanks for the picnic Duo." He smiled lovely at her.
"Hey, it was no biggie. I had to do something for your birthday." And with that being said, Duo left. Syira soon got off the bed and walked over to the window, opened it, looked at the tall trees that were close to her window, went back to her bed, and layed on top of the sheets. It was quiet for a moment
"How did you know is was watching you?" It was Quatre's voice.
"I heard you in the park. I just assumed you would follow me back to the hospital," she said with her eyes remaining closed.
"Then why didn't you tell the others if you know?"
"If I did that, they'd ask you a bunch of questions and keep you on leash and chain. They really do care about you. Why were you following and watching me, Quatre?" He thought for a moment.
"To see if you're really who you seem to be."
"Who do I seem to be?"
"A gentle souled person who wished for a lasting peace."
"And am I that person, Quatre?"
"Yes, but you seem to have been hit with heavy disasters in your life, and sometimes that gentle souled person has been put aside in order to survive."
"And does that make me a bad person?"
"No."
"How long have you been watching me?"
"Since the last time we were in the same room together."
"What else did you learn about me?"
"That I know what Heero knows you, Syira." She opened her eyes.
"The others will find out when the time is right."
"Then I won't tell them."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Anything else, Quatre?"
"Yeah." He closed the window, walked over to Syira's bed, bent over, and gently kissed her lips. "Happy birthday, Syira," he whispered to her. Quatre then left the room, leaving a smile on her face.
tbc
Well, I've finished the task of unpacking, my new computer is up, got the internet working *well, kinda. Explorer has decided not to work right now*, and I'm getting use to my new house. PLEASE REVIEW MY STORY! I would like to know that people are reading my stuff.