For the Love of the Gundam

Disclaimers: I own nothing in this fic. Gundam Wing and its characters belong to those lucky rich Japanese people who own them. I'm only using them for entertainment purposes.
Pairings: 1+2 / 2+1
Warnings: Duo POV, Angst?
Notes: Fic # 9. Why am I using 2 songs? It's 'cause I only like a certain part of each where the translations actually fit in the fic. And if I were to use the whole thing, this fic would be *way* too long. So some chunks of it will be missing. ^_^ Also, some of the translations are... weird. Just a warning. ^^


In the Moonlight
by Helen

Leaning back against my chair I rub the bridge of my nose wearily. I sigh.

'At this rate, I'll go blind!' Looking up at my desk again, I find the few seemingly innocent scattered papers suddenly overwhelming.

'I so need a break...' Getting up and stretching my sore legs I walk away from the room where I've been holed up in for the past 5 hours or so. Walking over to the window of my apartment that overlooks the busy city streets, I decide that it *has* been a while since I " just went for a walk."

Reaching into the closet, I grab my jacket and head out.

~*~*~*~*~

[nigiyaka na hitogomi ni tokeru tsubuyaki ga
ashi moto ni chirabatta omoide nijimaseru]
(The whisper that dissolves into the bustling crowd makes the memories scattered underfoot blur together.)

Sticking my hands into the pockets of my jacket I continue to amble along. The cool evening wind whips through the air and hits my face. Sidestepping to avoid a family of five, I exhale through slightly parted lips.

It was a bit difficult getting used to this atmosphere. This... very *active* atmosphere. Completely unlike the peaceful environment where I spent the past year and a half.

"Heero..." I breathe out softly, his name barely reaching my own ears before drowning into the various conversations around.

Unable to stop the wave of recollection, I close my eyes as I think back to those times. Especially those spent with my blue-eyed neighbor. I sigh.

'Neighbors no more...'

[mayoi aruku machi no kagayaki wa]
(The blazing of the street where I walk about lost)

Two hours later, the sky darkens. I wander along unfamiliar streets, not having been to this part of the city before.

'Great. Just great.'

Stopping at the intersection, I wait patiently for the red light to change. A car turns quickly on the other side, trying to beat the upcoming yellow light, its headlights flashing...

[(glaring one way)]

Blinking rapidly, I try to eliminate the white spots dancing in front of my eyes. Another car turns, its tires squealing. Closing my eyes this time, I avoid the light...

[kogo e sou na boku o terasu]
(illuminates me as coldly as though it freezes.)

Walking a bit farther, I stop and sit on the kerb, putting my face in my hands as a crisp breeze languidly goes by.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling it tiredly, I think about the work on my desk that must be done before tomorrow.

I feel drained...

[tsumetai toki ga yume o furaseru kono te no naka o suri nukete]

(The cold times make dreams fall like rain and slip through my hands.)

I clench my hands as irritation rises. Because of this job... because of myself for taking this job.

The frigid wind blows again, making me tremble with its chill along with the heat of my anger.

'I could have refused. I could have stayed behind... stayed behind with...'

[negai kazo e mezame ta toki ni yureru maboroshi ni kimi ga utsuru]

(When I woke up from the countless wishes, you are reflected in a shimmering illusion --)

"Heero..."

Standing up swiftly, I turn to walk back to my apartment, following a black outline in the darkness.

Blue-eyes shaded by a mass of unruly brown hair...

[boku o michibiku kasu kana SHIRUETTO]
(the silhouette whose faint smile leads me along.)

~*~*~*~*~

Closing the door quietly, I drop my jacket onto the nearby couch. I drag myself into the adjacent room and collapse onto the chair at my desk.

I attempt to straighten the scattered papers a bit but I spy the forgotten mail underneath. Flipping through them quickly, I see nothing new.

'Junk, junk, junk... Wait...'

Lifting a small envelope from the pile, I smile as I recognize the handwriting of Heero Yuy.

"Finally."

{ORENJI iro tsuki yoru ga kuruto kimi no koto o omoi dasu}
(When an orange-colored moonlit night comes, I think of you)

Grabbing a small pocket knife, I tear it open easily. I reach inside and extract the single leaf of paper.
~Dear Duo,~
My smile grows wider as I read on. It's much like his previous letters, him describing all the recent things that have happened. Although it may not appear to be much, it's still worth it...

{kakko tsuketa ore no SERIFU wa hoka no dare kano SERIFU de}
(as though the chic affections in my words were someone else's words.)

I chuckle as I read his unfortunate shopping experience. Seems that he slipped on a nasty spill while turning into an aisle, saying he missed the "Wet Floor" sign which is usually placed strategically above it.
I frown. Something must have been distracting Heero to make him do that... something really big. Or really bad.

As I make it to end of the letter, overlooking a whited-out part, the smile on my face returns. I look back at the unfinished work.

'Screw it.' I walk over to my bed with the letter. Settling back on propped up pillows, I open it as I think back to Heero again.

{fui ni miageru SHIRUETTO kimi no yokogao o terashita
awai hikari wa
ima demo}
(I can remember the pale light
that illuminated your silhouette as you suddenly glanced up at that night's sky,
even now...)

Back to... the night when I first hugged Heero. After waving goodbye to him from his front porch, I enter my house but I couldn't resist going to the window to see if he was still there. He was, smiling and looking up at the full moon. I did as well, looking up with him.

{nani o matteru kimi wa inai heya}
(What is it I'm waiting for, in this room without you --)

Leaning back, I close my eyes.

'I want to see him smile again... I *should* have gotten a picture before I left, damn it!!'

Sighing in exasperation, I look down at the letter again. The 12th letter.

{tokei dake ga ashi oto no youni}
(Time is only like a bad sound)

Reaching under the bed, I grab a box containing letters that I have received the past 3 weeks since I moved.

'Probably the only thing to look forward to.'

Placing the letter carefully into the box, I reach up and hit the light switch, plunging the room into darkness.

{nemurenai mune ni hibiku}
(I can't sleep, my chest hurts)

Looking over at the clock for probably the millionth time, I only see "1:56am" radiating back.

"Gah!" I exclaim, tossing the covers aside. Sleep eluded me for the past 3 weeks. It isn't the first and it most likely isn't the last.

I hit the switch again, the light blinding me momentarily.

'I *so* do not want to do work this late at night...' Sighing, I reach under the bed again.

{ima mo matteru hitori tomatteru}
(Now I'm waiting. Waiting alone.)

Re-reading every single letter, I begin to feel nostalgia like I had so many times before, getting worse and worse with every one.

About to replace the last, and most recent letter, my curiosity rises about the band of white covering unknown words. I turn it over and up to the light. The light revealing four words.

~.uoy deen I ,ouD~

The box drops from my loose grip.

"Heero..." I breath out, turning to look at the white orb in the night sky.

{futari mita anohi no tsuki o ima dokode kima miteru}
(From where do you now see the moon we saw together on that day?)

Owari

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