Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ To See What Was ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

“Come on dad, we’re late!” yelled Heero Jr.

Heero Jr., soon followed by his dad, rushed down the street to meet the supposed ‘tour guide’ at the said spot. They were an hour late and Heero Jr. was desperately hoping she waited, though it would something selfish to hope for.

“Oh great,” said Heero Jr. as they reached the place.

“Hey!” came a familiar voice. “I almost thought you guys weren’t coming. Lucky for you though, I was a little late myself so I thought maybe you guys came when I wasn’t here so I waited.”

“Thanks,” said Heero Jr. “We appreciate it.”

“No problem,” she said as she looked at Heero. “You guys twins?”

“Uuuh-”

“Yes,” interrupted Heero. “We’re twins.”

“Cool,” replied Haruka. “I’m Haruka.”

“Heero.” and then at the long silence Heero answered for his son. “This is Kiori,” he said gesturing towards his son (Kiori is Heero Jr.’s middle name).

Heero Jr. then came to reality and nodded. “Umm, yeah! My names Kiori!”

“Nice,” said Haruka in response. “Well, lets get going.”

They then followed her around the town and were becoming bored very quickly. ‘Why do I volunteer myself for things like this?’ Haruka asked herself. ‘Oh yeah, I’ve got nothing better to do. Gosh I wish something would attack right about now.’ Her watch then started going off at that moment and she almost jumped for joy, but cursed herself for being selfish enough to wish for a disaster.

“Excuse me for a moment,” she said as she went inside the ladies room for some privacy. “Talk to me,” she said as she flipped open her watch.

As usual it was Makoto and she smiled. “There’s no attack, I’m just bored.”

Disappointed Haruka shrunk somewhat. “Are you kidding me?”

Makoto then smiled at her friend knowing that alerts were what she lived for these days.

“No I’m not kidding. I’m dying of boredom. Louis came back early from vacation so I’m waiting the tables. These people are so rude.”

“Well, don’t lose your temper on them Kino, I don’t think you boss’ll like that.” replied Haruka. “So what did you really call for?” she asked knowing that the girl before her wanted something.

“Well, I get off early today so I was thinking maybe, we could go out or something. Goodness knows, I’ve got no one else to hang out with after work.”

“Okay, what time?”

“In about half an hour,” replied Makoto.

“See you then,” said Haruka and flipped her watch shut. She then walked out to the Heero and Kiori.

“There’s been a change of plans,” she said slowly. “My friend’s getting off work soon and I promised to hang out with her after she’s done with her shift. So if you guys want we can continue this tour with her or go do something else when we go pick her up.”

Heero Jr.’s eyes then lit up at the option of ‘doing something else’ and he smiled.

“Let’s go do something fun!”

“No,” said Heero coldly and Kiori’s shoulders dropped. “Thank you for your time Haruka, but I think we can manage on our own.”

“You know, it’s no big deal if you guys come along. My friends pretty nice for the most part,” she said with a grin. “Just stay on her good side and I’m sure she won’t be too bad.”

“Come on dad, we don’t have anything else to do!”

“We have people to look for, Kiori,” said Heero flatly and Kiori sighed.

“Well,” said Haruka. “We can help you look for them. After all we’ve lived around here for pretty much all our lives.”

Heero then stood there in contemplation and looked at his son who was constantly trying to convince him that this was a good idea. He finally nodded in agreement and found himself being dragged by his son through the crowd. They were standing in front of a small restaurant and waited outside.

“I’ll be right back,” said Heero suddenly and left before anyone could protest.

“Is he always like that?” asked Haruka.

“Ever since I can remember,” said Kiori with a sort of depressed look which he soon shook off. The door to the shop finally came open and Kiori looked up to see a heart achingly beautiful girl. She was tall and slender with some muscle that shone nicely and her curly golden brown hair glistened nicely in the sunlight (it was in a ponytail of course). She was wearing a short-sleeved white tee-shirt with long tan pants that had numerous pockets. She was dressed nice and simple and Kiori really liked that. She smiled as she waved at the people inside and finally let the door close.

“It’s about time,” said Haruka playfully. Makoto then shook her head and pretended to be annoyed but soon shook it off with a smile. She then quickly glanced over at Kiori and had to do a double take and froze. Haruka then waved her hands in front of Makoto’s eyes, but it didn’t work.

“Hi,” said Kiori nervously with a wave, she still didn’t speak.

Haruka then elbowed her hard in the side and Makoto was knocked out of her daze and glared menacingly at Haruka.

“Would you stop looking at him like a love-sick puppy, I thought you were over that boy crazy stage,” whispered Haruka harshly. Makoto rolled eyes. “Gosh, I almost expected you to bust out the ‘he looks like my old boyfriend’ line,” said Haruka as she animatedly imitated Makoto in her younger days. “C’mon, you gotta toughin’ up Makoto, no more weak love-sick stuff, okay?”

“Fine,” said Makoto, though she really wasn’t in love with this guy. She was just shocked to see him as would be understandable. Haruka and Makoto then turned to face Kiori who was smiling and they started introductions.

“Makoto, this is Kiori. And Kiori, this is Makoto.” They both shook hands and for the first time, Makoto realized that her son had no clue what her first name was. In all the years of his life, he had known her as mom, mommy, momma, but never her first name. She was slightly amused at this discovery but at the same time a wave of guilt swept through her and made her almost lose her smile.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” said Kiori politely with a slight bow.

‘At least I taught him good manners,’ thought Makoto before responding with; “The pleasure’s all mine.” Kiori blushed a little at her sparkling emerald eyes and her sweet smile that could obviously win a whole crowd over (that is if she ever gave it), but somehow he felt as if she knew him from somewhere…

“Well look who decided to join us!” said Haruka in her usual sarcasm.

Makoto turned slowly and was forced to freeze again! (Man twice in one day?) At first Heero stared at her wondering why she was looking at him like that and was somewhat surprised, though he didn’t show it, when he realized who she was. Haruka, though, took notice of both of their weird behaviors and eyed them skeptically.

“I’m Makoto.”

Heero then took her hand and shook it slowly. “Heero.” Their hands seemed to stay locked together forever but Heero was the first to regain his composure and took his hand back. She looked down as she blushed and Kiori was completely oblivious to their strange conduct.

“So where we going?” he asked eagerly. Haruka then temporarily shook off her suspicion about Makoto and Heero and led them along to the fair. Kiori was having the time of his life! On Jupiter he would have never been able to do this, due to his mother’s rules, and decided that he would savor this moment for as long as possible. Makoto too enjoyed herself in this rare moment where Kiori treated her more as a newfound friend rather than his mother yet she couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious with Heero around. Yet somehow she managed to shake off the influence he had on her and was herself. Heero watched her carefully through the corner of his vision. He could tell Haruka was getting more suspicious so he made sure to keep his glances unnoticed by her.

Makoto…he kept looking away in shame thinking that he was betraying his wife, but then reminded himself that this indeed was the same person that he was bound to, or at least who he would be bound to. She was so different now. She was active, happy, healthy, beautiful…Heero shook the thought from his mind as he continued to watch her and his son at the game booth trying to hit a tower of bottles. Kiori groaned in frustration as he missed again and Makoto shook her head in disapproval as she brought her hand to her head.

“Here, step aside son and I’ll show you how it’s done,” said Makoto as she lightly ushered Kiori to the side so she could throw. Kiori chuckled at her words and watched her expectantly. She then moved back a few feet and stood there staring at her target.

“Oh, come on,” said Kiori. “There’s no way you can get it from there.”

At this, Haruka scoffed and Makoto’s eyebrow rose as her eyes glinted mischievously. Daringly, she then moved back further and watched as the person running the booth cautiously moved backwards as to avoid getting hit. Kiori stood there shaking his head in disbelief and prepared himself for the worse. Makoto then gripped her ball firmly and slowly brought back her arm. All of a sudden the only thing anyone could hear were the clinking sounds of the toppling bottles in the booth.

Everyone stared at Makoto and suddenly turned their views to the empty place where the bottles used to be neatly placed in a pyramid. Heero scoffed at the scene in amusement and watched as Makoto dusted herself off before walking to place her hand on their son’s shoulder.

“I’ll take the big brown teddy bear for this handsome young man, please,” she said teasingly. The man then grabbed the bear and handed it to them and Makoto nearly kissed Kiori on the cheek as a mother would, but abruptly stopped herself when she remembered that he still had no idea who she really was and because they were still under the heavy supervision of the overprotective Haruka. So instead of kissing him, Makoto playfully messed up his hair.

“You look just like your father-” she slipped and mentally slapped herself. Luckily, though, the comment went unnoticed and she was relieved.

They all ended up going to get ice cream together and were soon left roaming the almost empty streets of the town. There was no conversation between the four as they continued on the sidewalk. Makoto walked next to Kiori and Heero walked in front of them on the tail of Haruka who was pretty much leading the way. The night was beautiful and sparkled with arrays of lights from buildings that stood tall. The moon illuminated it’s light softly on the road ahead of them. By now they had finished their ice cream and walked with hands in pockets. Unconsciously, Makoto moved closer to Kiori and placed her head on his shoulder. Shocked by the sudden feeling of soft hair on his cold deserted shoulder, Kiori jumped slightly and Makoto quickly removed her head from his shoulder.

“S-sorry about that,” said Makoto as she scratched her head nervously. “I don’t know what came over me.”

At her sudden repeated apologies, Heero and Haruka stopped and turned around.

“What’s wrong?” asked Haruka.

“N-nothing,” stuttered Makoto. Kiori, too embarrassed to say anything shrugged his shoulders and the matter was dropped.

“We should head home,” said Heero.

“Yeah,” agreed Haruka. “It’s really late.” With a yawn, Kiori also agreed and waved goodbye as he turned to walk towards the hotel he and his father were staying at. Makoto felt somewhat saddened to have to leave on her own as Haruka’s house was in the opposite paths than hers was and it seemed that Heero and Kiori weren’t going the same direction as she was, so she reluctantly said goodbye.

She was walking towards the direction of her home when she suddenly felt a soft cold hand touch hers. She shivered at the sudden contact of skin and turned to face a pair of mysteriously stoic icy blue eyes and felt as if she could melt. She gulped as she felt her heartbeat race and her body tingled as his warm breath gently touched the surface of her face.

Heero could feel her hand becoming sweaty from nervousness as he stood there looking at her. He would’ve willingly given her her hand back or backed up to give her some space, but there was something keeping him from doing it. He looked intently at her deep emerald pools that shimmered in the moon light and watched as her skin paled in color and her cheeks turned a rosy pink. Stray strands of golden brown hair lightly swept the side of her face making him want to tenderly brush them away so that he could see her face in its entirety. His mind was racing with confusion…she was so much more complex than he had first seen her to be and they were only there with her for a couple of hours! What caused her to change so much when she was on Jupiter, better yet, when she was married to him…Typical, it probably started then. How could he be so stupid as to waste away the life of someone like her?

“Y-yes?” Makoto managed to let out in a small almost whispered tone. Heero was then taken from his thoughts and released her hand as he straightened himself up.

“Meet me behind Mr. Morris’s flower shop at eleven o’clock. We need to talk,” he said in his usual monotonous voice. Makoto was then brought back to reality. Heero Yuy, was a man of stone. Just because he spent a couple hours with you in your youth does not mean his fort that he built around himself could be broken.

Makoto then nodded and Heero found it difficult for himself to tear his view away from her completely but forced himself to continue towards his son who still hadn’t noticed his father wasn’t walking beside him. She watched him go off with Kiori around the corner and exhaled. She was a sucker for cute romanticists, but Heero…Well Heero was not like them. He had a way of making her feel like he could see her very soul. Though she knew he probably didn’t care much for her, she couldn’t help but fantasize that somehow in his highly protected and emotionless façade that he had feelings for her.

Throughout their whole marriage she would hope and wish for that possibility that he was utterly in love with her and wanted to sweep her off her feat except he didn’t do so because he wasn’t sure she liked him in that same way. Of course, she would then openly admit to him that she too had a burning love inside her waiting to be unleashed, but that was all media for you. With the two strangers that were married together and turned out to be deeply head over heals for each other…that was Hollywood for you. Putting ideal modernized “knight in shining armor” romances on television and capturing the gullible hearts of the young ladies that swooned at the cuteness of the couple. “They were made for each other…fate wouldn’t have it any other way!”

It tarnishes their views and leaves them hoping that one day that they’ll find the one for them…That’s probably why there’s so many divorces these days. Girls go watch these movies and think they can apply it to their relationships as if the movie was made by a professional marriage counselor, forgetting that the movie is just for entertainment.

But, girls are girls and like to believe that it will be different for them and that somehow it’ll all work out! What a sad way to sugar coat the true lives of marriage. It’s not all kissing and hugging, it takes a lot of work…something that is often not recognized in those “Happily ever afters”. Yet it would be nice if that could happen…

Heero watched as Kiori rolled in his bed. It was already 9:30 PM and Kiori laid there in a deep sleep. Kiori was one of those “early to bed, early to rise” people and for that reason, his parents never had to worry about him sneaking off in the night to do things with other rebellious subjects. Heero stayed there thinking about nothing in particular. He was actually trying to distract himself so that the time would go by quicker, but when you deliberately try to pass time quickly it never works. So the second hand of his watch inched around and he suffered the long awaited minutes until 11:00 PM.

Finally, when he couldn’t take it anymore, he left. It was only 10:00 o’clock so he walked as slow as he could to the alley behind Mr. Morris’s flower shop. He got there and paused as he saw a figure leaning on the wall. He continued to move casually closer and noticed it was Makoto. She was fidgeting with something in her hands as her head was looking down on it. His advancing steps went unnoticed and he continued to watch her. There was a sparkling silver thread that hung from her long delicate fingers. She had placed a charm in the palm of her hand making it hard to see from Heero’s view. Heero then stepped on a crisp sounding plastic wrapper and cursed himself for taking her out of her innocent trance. She looked up and smiled modestly at him all the while quickly placing the necklace in her coat pocket.

“Hey,” she said as she stood up straight with her hands in her pocket. Heero nodded in response and stood awkwardly in front of her.

“So…” she said. “Where should we start?”

Heero opened his mouth to speak but a different sounding voice interrupted.

“Let’s start with Heero Jr.,” it said suggestively. Quickly, Makoto and Heero jerked their heads to the side to see a strangely clad lady. Long draping robes covered her whole body and stopped a few centimeters from the ground. There was one shawl wrapped around her head only allowing her dark charcoal eyes to be seen.

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That sort of seemed a little corny to me, but I don’t know. Tell me what you think and thanks again everyone who reviewed! And of course I hope you all remembered that I don’t own SM or GW.