I am
back! Didn’t think I would, didya?
Chapter
III (something like that): Good Riddance
Usagi woke
to find the large house empty, the only sounds being the haunting memories that
played for her. She wandered around the
house, touching and exploring it all.
When she finally found the dining room, there was a note tacked to the
table.
“Good-bye,
Usagi. As you are a danger to our
mission, we have left. Do not follow
us”
It was
not signed, though Usagi could not expect any less. She had had a brief glimpse into the minds of the Gundam Pilots
yesterday, and what she had seen suggested nothing to the contrary. She debated for a moment who had written it,
but dismissed it as meaningless.
The night
before, the pilots had graciously allowed her the use of a room. Although, that may have been due to Usagi’s
refusal to leave. She had made her wish
to stay with these five men very clear, even though she had received many death
threats and angry glares.
She
picked up the note, absently stuffing it into her still active sub-space pocket
thing. A gift from Setsuna-san,
she thought, the memory bittersweet(time grabs you by the wrist). She still had many belongings of her
warriors around, but she was far too sentimental to get rid of them. Even Ami-chan’s old computer, the one she
was always using to save our pathetic asses.
Usagi
wondered where her newest curiosity could have gone. Her views on life had changed over the years, most noticibly
after Crystal Tokyo had crumbled, and she had remained, watching it all through
the grey-bleu eyes of an immortal. (I
hope you had the time of your life)
She
entered the kitchen, searching for door out of the place. She guessed that if she could get out to
where she access open air, she would be able to find her quarry. The wind would
tell her where the Gundams were.
Hopefully, where the giant mechas were, the pilots would follow.
There was
no one around to see the faint image of a tall male figure with constantly wind
blown hair standing behind Usagi as she cast her call into the obliging
winds. When her answered came, she was
puzzled when she found that they were locked in a werehouse nearly a thousand
kilometers away. How did they get
them over there so fast? She wondered, until she realized that there were
only four in the werehouse. Alright,
that answers the question of how it got there so fast; it didn’t. but why would these men leave them
unattended? It does not compute with
what I have seen so far of them.
Curious.
Of
course, Usagi being who she was, she just had to follow her curiousity. It was a quirk of her nature. As Minako-chan once tried to say, curiousity
killed the cat but it worked for everyone else. And, since Luna is not around to caution against it, it isn’t
going to kill me(still frames in your mind). Right. Usagi shook
her, realizing that a great many quotes she had picked up couldn’t really apply
to her, seeing as she didn’t die and all.
She shrugged, having gone over many things with herself before, and let
it go. When you live long enough,
talking to yourself doesn’t seem so bad anymore.
She
started in the direction she sensed the Gundams, figuring the pilots would head
there eventually.
“Just you
wait, Duo-tachi, I will catch up with you.
You cannot get rid of me so easily,” she whispered to the wind, as she
took off after them, great white wings unfurled to their full glory. (in the
end is right)
Another
turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time
grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make
the best of this test, and don’t ask why
It’s not
a question but an answer learned in time
“Are you sure
that was a good idea, leaving Usagi behind like that?” Duo asked Hiiro as he
flew overtop of the other four pilots who were currently on their way to a
secure airport.
“Does it
matter?” was the only reply the long-haired pilot received.
“We’ve
got to work on his people skills,” Duo muttered.
It’s
something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope
you had the time of your life
Uhm, that was short. And
awkward. Oh well. This fic will be updated erratically, due to
the unplanned nature of it. FYI, the
suffix –tachi means sort of ‘and group’.
So in this context, Duo-tachi means Duo and group. Right, and the song is Good Riddance (Time
of your Life) by Green Day. It doesn’t
belong to me. Oh, (this is getting
repetitive, all these things I’m adding) the ‘male’ figure obviously isn’t
male, but an outsider to the senshis wouldn’t know that.
R +R please.
On one last note: Let us
remember those who died for our country.
Let us bow our heads in remembrance for the brave Canadians (those in
other countries as well) who gave their lives so that we can live ours in
peace. And let us hold onto that peace
with care.