Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Squittles: reuniting the past ❯ Memories of the Past: Part 1 ( Chapter 7 )

Squittles: Reuniting the past ------->>>>>>> A Gundam wing Story

Chapter 7: Memories of the past; Part one

 

Dark_lites: Heero is really mean so I'm not going to do the little beginning and ending thing anymore. So, I don't own Gundam Wing, and here is Squittles Chapter 7

 

 

“Fine. You want to know about me… Fine. One condition though.” Kiva said quietly.

 

“What?” WuFei responded.

 

“You do the same.”

 

“Fine.”

 

((((Start story))))

 

“So, talk.” He said not moving from in front of the door. He didn't trust her and knew she would try to get out of their deal if he did move.

 

“I know you won't believe me when I tell you this. I don't remember. Before I met Duo I don't remember anything except for running. From who or what I have no clue.”

 

“You expect me to believe that crap?”

 

“No. But if I'm telling the truth then I couldn't care less on what you thought about it.”

 

“Go on.”

 

“I remember falling and not being able to get back up so I just laid there half hoping to die and the other half wishing someone would help me. Someone would stop long enough to see me, to care. But by that time in the war orphans were so common that they were looked over and left on their own because the adults had bigger problems to worry about. I'd almost given up all hope. I don't know I had survived that long without food or water, but I felt I deserved to die. There must have been something really horrible I did to be lying on the brink of death and still no one caring. I met Duo then. He was still the happy go lucky kid he is now. He tried to cheer me up; he actually tried to help me. I couldn't say anyone else had done that. So I was grateful at least as much as I could be.”

 

She paused for a moment, looking out across the horizon.

 

“I lived with him, Solo, other kids orphaned by the war. I was accepted as part of their family, and I was actually happy for a change. Solo, Duo, and me were inseparable. You messed with one of us and you messed with us all. Everyone knew that. Duo and I had our disagreements, not surprising. We saw things differently. Couldn't be helped, that's who we were. Duo and I not arguing was either the end of the world or something was seriously wrong, and Solo he was like an older brother. We'd fight; he'd break it up. Anything we needed he was there. He'd do anything for us and I'm sure anyone of us would have done the same. I did. I went out early one day, which wasn't different from any other time. I guess I forgot to tell Solo I was leaving and he came out looking for me. He was freaking out. He was always like that, laid back but then could start freaking out at any moment. Only me and Duo had ever seen him like that. Well this was one of those times. I tried to apologize, he wouldn't even listen for a while, but I got him to. We went out thieving.”

 

She was interrupted.

 

“So you did steal. That's an injustice to those who actually work.”

 

“It's also called survival. If we didn't steal anything then we would have died. Survival of the fittest.”

 

She didn't look at him, and that sort of pissed him off. Why didn't she ever look him in the face? He was about to ask her but she went on.

 

“Solo got caught by like an undercover cop or something. That store owner never necessarily `liked' us.”

 

She half laughed, “And we never liked him too much either. So Solo got caught. They didn't see me. The guy was getting ready to haul Solo off to the headquarters, or what ever the hell the called it, I sort of hesitated, but seeing we might never see Solo again I threw a rock at the back of his head. He yelled out and turned around to see me sitting there on the ground taunting him. He tried to pick me up but I jumped up and ran past him. I told Solo to run one way I'd run the other, and we'd meet up later. He ran, as did I. The cop followed me. I could run faster then him and I knew L2 like the back of my hand, there was no way he could catch me and he didn't. Priest Maxwell did. He took me back to the Maxwell Church, most unwillingly on my part. I had no contact with Duo, Solo, or anyone else for that matter for months. I was all by myself and I stopped caring. Duo was put in the church, too. I acted like I didn't care. I did but I found it easier to act like I didn't care, people would leave me alone then. Duo recognized me right off the back. He told me Solo and everyone else was dead. I acted like I didn't care but it hurt me more to do that than if I had actually started crying. I walked away. I tried to forget what he had said. It didn't work. That was all I kept thinking about. I sat on the roof. It made me feel safe, whole, like I was close to some super-natural being that I couldn't see. Not God I couldn't believe in God anymore, I just couldn't. I thought of it like Duo at times that maybe there was no God except the God of Death. He was right there hadn't been any miracles since the times of the Bible but there were plenty of people dying everywhere I'd turn... He eventually came up to see me, it was obvious he felt really bad about earlier, you could see it in his eyes. But I wouldn't talk to him. We sat up there for 10, maybe 20, minutes before I'd said anything. I'd asked him if he was lying about Solo, and Shinki, and everyone. He said he wasn't and he was sorry for the way he'd talked to me earlier. He made me promise that I'd never die and leave him like everyone else had. I promised.”

 

She looked over at WuFei who had sat down a distance away from her but was listening just the same. She was surprised. From the way most of the time it seemed like he could care less about what had happened to her or anyone else he came in contact with. But he was listening, at least he looked like he was.

 

“As time passed, Duo and I had less of a sibling rivalry relationship and more like best friends. Nothing changed for four years except that all the other kids had been adopted. We were still there. Sitting on the roof, I actually gave Duo his nickname, Shinigami. It was just a joke, but it seemed he really liked the name, he kept it. Later that day though I learned I was getting adopted. I went up on the roof again, Duo was asleep. For the first time that I could remember I cried. I don't know why. Probably because I thought that I would never see Duo or Father Maxwell or Sister Helen. I felt like I had lost everything. Duo and I made another promise then. We promised that we wouldn't let anything break us apart. But the day I had to go he didn't even come say goodbye. I guess he had a reason… I just couldn't figure it out. I went to go meet my new family. They seemed nice enough but they weren't what I was used to. I stayed away from Jakura, Sakura, Riku, and Taichi. I just stayed to myself. They didn't like it. I was taken out of the private school I was in and put into the public one. I stayed to myself, and was thought stuck up. The other girls would try to mess with me. I ignored them. One told her brother that I had hit her or something. Him and a couple of his friends confronted me. I told them off. The brother tried to hit me. I ended up breaking his arm in four places. Jakura and Sakura stood up for me. I didn't know why, I asked them. They said it was because I was their sister and they loved me. I didn't know that until then. I loved them back but I'd never tell them because I'd always thought love as a weakness. I don't know why I've told you all this. You have some manipulative power that I don't quite understand but I will figure it out.”

 

 

“Sure you will Kiva.” He had moved closer to her (they were still three feet apart).

 

She looked over at him. “You really hate me do hate me don't you?” she whispered.

 

“I wouldn't say hate. More like despise.”

 

“Same thing, bigger words.”

 

He was silent.

 

“So are you going to tell me about your self? It seems like you are the only person Jakura can't find any information on.”

 

“That's not surprising. I've deleted any information any where about me. For all these people know I could be the emperor of China.”

 

“I doubt that. So you talk Chang.”

 

“You have no right to call me that.” He growled.

 

“There's no law saying I can't. And even if there was, who says I listen to laws, Chang?”

 

She looked at him like she could careless if she pissed him off. And that was exactly what she was doing, and a damn good job at it too.

 

“You are a real pest.”

 

“And you're an unemotional, self-centered bastard. I'd say we're even.”

 

“You sure are a smart ass aren't you?”

 

“Basically. So get on with the story.”

 

 

Dark_lites: This part is done. Next part will be up sometime this week. Luv ya ppls. Rate and review. Bye!