Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Kurai ❯ Help from a stranger ( Chapter 7 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Gin tenshi 
Just as the title says. 'Help from a stranger.'
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.26.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 719 | Visits: 183 | Status: Completed
Just as the title says. 'Help from a stranger.'
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.26.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 719 | Visits: 183 | Status: Completed
Hey everybody, sorry it took so long. Hope you like it. Sorry
it is so short. Please review. I love anything you give me.
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"Oh is the perfect princess of peace finally getting a back bone?"
Silver mocked. All of the students looked at Silver like she was
insaine.
"Why would anyone want to pick a fight with Miss Relena?" a red
headed girl whispered to another. The entire class was thinking
that. Especially the 'G-boys'. Silver smirked at how easily
she had changed the princess.
"Well Miss Relena, I didn't think that you had it in you?"
Silver laughed. "Forchanitly, since I let you hit me, you must
show me the same respect." Silver made a fist with her right
hand. She smirked and was about to hit the princess, when
a firm hand grabed her wrist, and another slid around her
waist. Silver was pulled against the person that grabbed her.
"If you hit her I would be forced to kill you." Hiiro whispered
into her ear. His warm breath tickled her ear slightly.
Hiiro could feel her growl, she did not approve of him controling
her or even holding her this close.
"Silver, either you sit down and let me finish my speech or
you can quietly leave this room." Relena said rather smugly.
'Hiiro always comes to my rescue that is why I love him so.'
Relena's happy face fell when she noticed that Silver was still
being held rather tightly by 'her' Hiiro. "Well, what do you choose?"
Hopeing that Silver would leave and Hiiro would get back to fawning
over her. Silver snaped out of her trance, breaking free from the
perfect soldier's grasp.
"I would never listen to your lies, Miss Relena." Silver spat, venom
clinging to every word. Walking to the door, Silver silently
left. Everyone sighed happily.
"Now where was I...Oh yes. Peace can be achived by getting rid of..."
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'Damn 'Princess of Peace' I swear that boy should have let me hurt
her.' Silver was fumming on the inside. But on the outside she looked
like an emotionless statue. Her knuckels(sp?) were bleeding, and the
punching bag didn't look that good either. With one final punch, Silver's
fist went right threw the black bag. Sand gushed out, surrounding her
runners.
"I never thought you had it in you." a deep, quiet voice said from
behind her. Silver wipped around to see Trowa standing there. A glare
shot out from her eyes, but didn't faze him. Steping forward, Trowa
reached out and gently took her left hand. Silver got scared and
snatched it back. "I won't hurt you." He stated cooly, as if he knew
what she was thinking. He than led her to his room. "Sit." Trowa
pointed to his bed as he went to get something. Silver sat on the edge
of the forest green bed. His room was plain, just like her's. Except
it had one picture on the desk. Getting up, Silver took the framed
picture in her hand. It had a smiling red-headed girl, wearing a
light and dark purple dress, standing beside a clown who looked a lot
like Trowa. "What are you doing?" A voice asked, startling Silver.
"Girlfriend?"
"Sister...Sit." Placing the picture back down, she went and sat in her
original position. Trowa bent down, taking her right hand first. He
gently cleaned her hand. Taking out some bandages, he quickly wrapped
her hand.
"Why?" Silver asked softly
"Why what?"
"Why are you doing this?" Trowa looked up from her hand, his eyes
peered deep into her eyes.
"You need it." He stated calmly. Silver looked at him strangely.
Trowa slightly smiled.
"You seem lonely." It wasn't what she was expecting. 'Lonely...How does
he...' After he finished fixing her up, Trowa sat down beside her.
As she staired off into space, Trowa's eyes scanned her. Long hair,
soft pale skin, perfect eyes. Trowa was enjoing having her just sitting
beside him, that he didn't see her move and look strait at him. Once
his eyes reached hers, he snapped out of it. Silver stood up, and began
to walk out.
"If you need to talk I will be here." He watched the door open and close,
Trowa smiled as he heard a soft 'Thank you.' as she left.
it is so short. Please review. I love anything you give me.
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"Oh is the perfect princess of peace finally getting a back bone?"
Silver mocked. All of the students looked at Silver like she was
insaine.
"Why would anyone want to pick a fight with Miss Relena?" a red
headed girl whispered to another. The entire class was thinking
that. Especially the 'G-boys'. Silver smirked at how easily
she had changed the princess.
"Well Miss Relena, I didn't think that you had it in you?"
Silver laughed. "Forchanitly, since I let you hit me, you must
show me the same respect." Silver made a fist with her right
hand. She smirked and was about to hit the princess, when
a firm hand grabed her wrist, and another slid around her
waist. Silver was pulled against the person that grabbed her.
"If you hit her I would be forced to kill you." Hiiro whispered
into her ear. His warm breath tickled her ear slightly.
Hiiro could feel her growl, she did not approve of him controling
her or even holding her this close.
"Silver, either you sit down and let me finish my speech or
you can quietly leave this room." Relena said rather smugly.
'Hiiro always comes to my rescue that is why I love him so.'
Relena's happy face fell when she noticed that Silver was still
being held rather tightly by 'her' Hiiro. "Well, what do you choose?"
Hopeing that Silver would leave and Hiiro would get back to fawning
over her. Silver snaped out of her trance, breaking free from the
perfect soldier's grasp.
"I would never listen to your lies, Miss Relena." Silver spat, venom
clinging to every word. Walking to the door, Silver silently
left. Everyone sighed happily.
"Now where was I...Oh yes. Peace can be achived by getting rid of..."
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`
'Damn 'Princess of Peace' I swear that boy should have let me hurt
her.' Silver was fumming on the inside. But on the outside she looked
like an emotionless statue. Her knuckels(sp?) were bleeding, and the
punching bag didn't look that good either. With one final punch, Silver's
fist went right threw the black bag. Sand gushed out, surrounding her
runners.
"I never thought you had it in you." a deep, quiet voice said from
behind her. Silver wipped around to see Trowa standing there. A glare
shot out from her eyes, but didn't faze him. Steping forward, Trowa
reached out and gently took her left hand. Silver got scared and
snatched it back. "I won't hurt you." He stated cooly, as if he knew
what she was thinking. He than led her to his room. "Sit." Trowa
pointed to his bed as he went to get something. Silver sat on the edge
of the forest green bed. His room was plain, just like her's. Except
it had one picture on the desk. Getting up, Silver took the framed
picture in her hand. It had a smiling red-headed girl, wearing a
light and dark purple dress, standing beside a clown who looked a lot
like Trowa. "What are you doing?" A voice asked, startling Silver.
"Girlfriend?"
"Sister...Sit." Placing the picture back down, she went and sat in her
original position. Trowa bent down, taking her right hand first. He
gently cleaned her hand. Taking out some bandages, he quickly wrapped
her hand.
"Why?" Silver asked softly
"Why what?"
"Why are you doing this?" Trowa looked up from her hand, his eyes
peered deep into her eyes.
"You need it." He stated calmly. Silver looked at him strangely.
Trowa slightly smiled.
"You seem lonely." It wasn't what she was expecting. 'Lonely...How does
he...' After he finished fixing her up, Trowa sat down beside her.
As she staired off into space, Trowa's eyes scanned her. Long hair,
soft pale skin, perfect eyes. Trowa was enjoing having her just sitting
beside him, that he didn't see her move and look strait at him. Once
his eyes reached hers, he snapped out of it. Silver stood up, and began
to walk out.
"If you need to talk I will be here." He watched the door open and close,
Trowa smiled as he heard a soft 'Thank you.' as she left.