Wow...Rose, you have no idea how amazing you are. You're an inspiration to fan fic authors everywhere. I agree with Sissi; I loved how you described Trowa and Dorothy. You've really shown Trowa in a whole new light. ^^
Hmm...now I'm just waiting for you to slip Lena in there. Heh.
This is amazing, Rose.
Love,
Keiki ELfchild
Murder by Moonlight: Chapter 1 part 1 - 16/16 Rated PG13
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Part 15/16
I waited none-too-patiently for Zechs to tell me why I was here. I'm not a patient guy, but Merquise wasn't going to tell me a thing before he was ready, so I had to keep my cool. I'd only me him once before this - in Chicago, when he had some business with some of Nines's boys.
He was an arrogant S.O.B. who didn't need any of us local boys' help with nothing. So the fact he was asking anything of me now spoke entire encyclopedia volumes without uttering a sound. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be, but I'd be damned if I would let him know that I was curious.
A server came to our table and poured Merquise a glass of champagne, then moved the bottle over my wineglass. I reached over and tipped the champagne bottle upright before the guy could pour a drop.
"Club soda. With lime."
The server bowed and quickly retreated. I glanced up and caught the fleeting look of amusement on Zechs's face. I shrugged and went back to watching the dining room. He sipped his champagne.
"I suppose you're curious why I asked you here."
"Curiosity is a waste of effort. When you're ready to talk, you'll talk."
"True."
The waiter returned with my club soda and lime. I squeezed the wedge into my drinkglass and heard Merquise order two plates of prime rib. I took a swig of my drink and downed it all in one gulp. Zechs chuckled.
"What's funny?"
"I've never seen anyone shoot club soda before."
I shrugged. "What do you want?"
"I need a favor."
I was glad I had finished my drink. Or else that statement probably would have had me choking on it. "I don't do favors."
"It's a paid favor."
"Keep talkin."
"I hear you're out."
"So that's why you're asking." I motioned to the waiter to bring me another soda, then turned back to face Zechs. He was watching something over my right shoulder through narrowed eyes.
I frowned. He was glaring in the direction of Barton's table. But, there were a number of people in the dining room, and half of them were sitting behind me. Besides, he and Barton were supposed to be business partners. I threw a quick glance over my shoulder in time to see Trowa change places with one of his suited monkeys - so he could see the stage.
I turned back to Merquise. "So, what's this favor you wanna ask?"
The lively chatter that had been a constant companion suddenly died. "Ladies and gentlemen. For your listening pleasure, Relena Darlian."
//to be continued//
I waited none-too-patiently for Zechs to tell me why I was here. I'm not a patient guy, but Merquise wasn't going to tell me a thing before he was ready, so I had to keep my cool. I'd only me him once before this - in Chicago, when he had some business with some of Nines's boys.
He was an arrogant S.O.B. who didn't need any of us local boys' help with nothing. So the fact he was asking anything of me now spoke entire encyclopedia volumes without uttering a sound. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be, but I'd be damned if I would let him know that I was curious.
A server came to our table and poured Merquise a glass of champagne, then moved the bottle over my wineglass. I reached over and tipped the champagne bottle upright before the guy could pour a drop.
"Club soda. With lime."
The server bowed and quickly retreated. I glanced up and caught the fleeting look of amusement on Zechs's face. I shrugged and went back to watching the dining room. He sipped his champagne.
"I suppose you're curious why I asked you here."
"Curiosity is a waste of effort. When you're ready to talk, you'll talk."
"True."
The waiter returned with my club soda and lime. I squeezed the wedge into my drinkglass and heard Merquise order two plates of prime rib. I took a swig of my drink and downed it all in one gulp. Zechs chuckled.
"What's funny?"
"I've never seen anyone shoot club soda before."
I shrugged. "What do you want?"
"I need a favor."
I was glad I had finished my drink. Or else that statement probably would have had me choking on it. "I don't do favors."
"It's a paid favor."
"Keep talkin."
"I hear you're out."
"So that's why you're asking." I motioned to the waiter to bring me another soda, then turned back to face Zechs. He was watching something over my right shoulder through narrowed eyes.
I frowned. He was glaring in the direction of Barton's table. But, there were a number of people in the dining room, and half of them were sitting behind me. Besides, he and Barton were supposed to be business partners. I threw a quick glance over my shoulder in time to see Trowa change places with one of his suited monkeys - so he could see the stage.
I turned back to Merquise. "So, what's this favor you wanna ask?"
The lively chatter that had been a constant companion suddenly died. "Ladies and gentlemen. For your listening pleasure, Relena Darlian."
//to be continued//
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Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Why did you had to end it there??? Just as about Relena was to come on??? A bet Heero gasps and Trowa signs at her appearence. And besides, what more can you expect from the beautiful Miss Darlian - hmmm, I wonder what Zechs is going to say about all of this...
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A Bird will fall down dead from the cold,
With its wings broken, and its body scared,
And not once in its life did it feel sorry for it-self - Mark Twain
"It is a strange desire of ours, to seek Power but lose Liberty." - Unknown
I never saw a wild thing, sorry for it-self,
A Bird will fall down dead from the cold,
With its wings broken, and its body scared,
And not once in its life did it feel sorry for it-self - Mark Twain
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Part 16 of 16
I no longer had Merquise's attention. He was mesmerized by the activity on stage. I heaved a sigh and turned at the smattering of applause, just as she stepped into view. The stage lights lit the sequins on her dress and lit a fire in the room. A couple of cat calls and some loud whistling proved my point ? money just can't buy class. But it did explain why the joint was filled with more Johns than Nancys - they were here to see 'her'.
She floated forward and brought both hands up to cup her stationary microphone, like a lover might cup her fella's face. And that's when I got a look at her, a good look at lady destiny.
She had long, platinum-colored hair that tumbled in perfect waves to her bare shoulders, and blue eyes that looked like they had been painted on a living doll with watercolor. She wore heavy makeup by the tiny creases around the eyes. Her lips were too red ? she was a child playing dress up. I pegged her at about eighteen, and trying to look old enough to be there.
There were prettier women in Hollywood. It was stiff competition in a place whose trade was beauty and goods were glamour. But it wasn't her beauty that drew you in. It was the way she looked at you and made you feel like you were the only guy in the room. You could see her heart in those eyes ? pure and new and full of love.
People can only look like that when they're brand new. Once you've been around and seen some of the world? You see things that cut right to the bone, and those cuts never fully heal. You don't want them to. You begin to wear them around like merit badges to prove how tough you are, and forget you were ever something else ? that you were supposed to be like she was right at that moment.
I have my scars?
And that's what you want to protect her from. Or at least that?s what I wanted. All it took was a single glance from those watercolor eyes.
That was my minute.
And I was born.
//end of chapter 1//
I no longer had Merquise's attention. He was mesmerized by the activity on stage. I heaved a sigh and turned at the smattering of applause, just as she stepped into view. The stage lights lit the sequins on her dress and lit a fire in the room. A couple of cat calls and some loud whistling proved my point ? money just can't buy class. But it did explain why the joint was filled with more Johns than Nancys - they were here to see 'her'.
She floated forward and brought both hands up to cup her stationary microphone, like a lover might cup her fella's face. And that's when I got a look at her, a good look at lady destiny.
She had long, platinum-colored hair that tumbled in perfect waves to her bare shoulders, and blue eyes that looked like they had been painted on a living doll with watercolor. She wore heavy makeup by the tiny creases around the eyes. Her lips were too red ? she was a child playing dress up. I pegged her at about eighteen, and trying to look old enough to be there.
There were prettier women in Hollywood. It was stiff competition in a place whose trade was beauty and goods were glamour. But it wasn't her beauty that drew you in. It was the way she looked at you and made you feel like you were the only guy in the room. You could see her heart in those eyes ? pure and new and full of love.
People can only look like that when they're brand new. Once you've been around and seen some of the world? You see things that cut right to the bone, and those cuts never fully heal. You don't want them to. You begin to wear them around like merit badges to prove how tough you are, and forget you were ever something else ? that you were supposed to be like she was right at that moment.
I have my scars?
And that's what you want to protect her from. Or at least that?s what I wanted. All it took was a single glance from those watercolor eyes.
That was my minute.
And I was born.
//end of chapter 1//
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That was so good it... it makes me want to swear.
:-?
I don't know how else to say it. But, damn that was great!
::happily skips around::
Heero's in love ahahahahaha!
Oh wait, he probably wouldn't think of that as a good thing. Hm.
Meh, too bad for him. ::skips some more::
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I don't know how else to say it. But, damn that was great!
::happily skips around::
Heero's in love ahahahahaha!
Oh wait, he probably wouldn't think of that as a good thing. Hm.
Meh, too bad for him. ::skips some more::
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Aww... That's so sweet!! Loved it, Rose! Are you sure you aren't going to post more??? *sniffles* It'd be cool if there was more...
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Wow...didn't expect Relena to be a singer...hehe. This was great, i'm so intrigued and caught up in suspense now. ROSE!!! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WORK!!! ~sniffle~ why can't I write like this?
~*Kai*~
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Relena as a singer...cool...and we had her as a dancer!!
argh...why did you stop there! more!
argh...why did you stop there! more!
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Waaahh! Why the ending? *becomes a chibi and throws tantrum on floor* DJ want more!
*reverts back to old self* Okay, okay, sorry. That was just great! But why'd you keep us hanging? I'm desperate! More! *falls to floor on knees*
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*reverts back to old self* Okay, okay, sorry. That was just great! But why'd you keep us hanging? I'm desperate! More! *falls to floor on knees*
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Hey guys! There will be more. I've started penning chapter 2 (plane rides are wonderful things) and just need to start typing it up. I am still recovering from a cold, and have to get the ball rolling on the readers' choice poll to finalize the contest winners, etc., and I need to get ch 3 of Shameless in to the fanzine. So, I'm trying to think, cuz the whole point of this forum is that I keep updating regularly.
Give me a couple of days. I'll try to start posting ch 2 this weekend. I MIGHT have to cut back to 2 times a week for the rest of December, but we'll see. I really would like to make 3 times a week.
Thanks so much for all the encouragement, really. This is not an easy fic for ME to write, and I'm hoping I can make it work...
AOD: No, Heero definitely does NOT think it's a good thing. Especially since he blames her for turning him into a sap.
Morrighan: YES there's more. It's in chapter 2.
Kaili Charmer: Thanks so much! And I'm still working to get better as a writer. It'll come in time if you want it to. Don't give up!
Melrose: I know. I thought that was fun, too. And I"m totally into your story, too. I need Heero and Rel to be alone, soon. Maybe she'll dance for him again.
DJ: I'm sorry! I really will post more soon. Promise. Give me a couple of days. Just need some typing time. *hugs*
Thanks guys!!!!
Give me a couple of days. I'll try to start posting ch 2 this weekend. I MIGHT have to cut back to 2 times a week for the rest of December, but we'll see. I really would like to make 3 times a week.
Thanks so much for all the encouragement, really. This is not an easy fic for ME to write, and I'm hoping I can make it work...
AOD: No, Heero definitely does NOT think it's a good thing. Especially since he blames her for turning him into a sap.
Morrighan: YES there's more. It's in chapter 2.
Kaili Charmer: Thanks so much! And I'm still working to get better as a writer. It'll come in time if you want it to. Don't give up!
Melrose: I know. I thought that was fun, too. And I"m totally into your story, too. I need Heero and Rel to be alone, soon. Maybe she'll dance for him again.
DJ: I'm sorry! I really will post more soon. Promise. Give me a couple of days. Just need some typing time. *hugs*
Thanks guys!!!!
Love,
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