Hunter
By: Akkiko
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing and am in no way saying I own any of the charictors
unless I made them.
Authors Note: The conclution to the Jester triligy! I might make it a saga though, what do you think? Any ideas? Is it worth it? Sci-fi warning! This one is a major Sci-fi! Also a little lime warning but nothing too bad. Jester has calmed down now and Trowa has changed a little. enjoy!
Chapter 1: Unknown Scar
Jester tossed the swords and Trowa caught them as always. She did a spiraling flip and landed smoothly in the air balanced on a sword that Trowa was holding up. She looked down at him and smiled through her make up. "Thanks love."
He nodded and started into his part. He slid one sword out from under her. She hovered in air easily as a swordsmen came out and Trowa battled him agily while still holding one arm up with the sword she was balanced on. She was of coarse levitating.
finally she flipped off the sword, grabbing it on the way down, and helped to ward off the swordsmen. She finally ducked under his blow and reached out mentally and picked him up, sending him in spirals to the floor where he lay bewildered for a while.
the entire crowd cheered and stood up. The Jesters had done it again. they stole the acts and no matter how great the next one is, their act would be forever imprinted on their mind. They saw nothing more than feats of strength and acrobats, only those with the trained eyes saw the mental feats involved. One person in particular, but she would come in later.
Jester took her hat off and waved her hair around to loosen it up. She than grabbed the wet rag from the near by sink. Trowa watched as he saw his wife emerge slowly. Now that the white make up was gone she was out of her stage charictor. Her black eyes peered out at him. "What`s on your mind Trowa?"
Trowa shrugged a little. He blinked at her. She was so pretty! Her eyes were narrow natrually, along with her face. Her lips were plump and pouty. He sighed. Three years had passed since they were married. they had become the star act in the circus. Trowa now wore the same pants only they were black and red and so was his mask. He never wore a shirt as always. Jester loved his costume. "You were good out there."
She wrung the rag out and white stained water flowed through her fingers. She now wet the rag again and put it up to the red streak she wore in her hair. "Thanks. You did good too." she now turned her head slightly and looked out the curtain on the side of the dressing room. "I think the crowds gotten bigger."
Trowa nodded and looked at her as she peeled down to her underwear like she did every other show. She would dress and undress in front of him because he was after all her husband. He had seen her in much less. This time she looked in the mirror with a frown. "Where did this scar come from?" She was looking at the one that went across her stomech. Trowa stood up and walked over to her and hugged her from behind to look at it. It was a nasty scar about the width of two fingers and the length of a forearm. Not only that but it was red as if it were still healing.
"You have so many that I don`t know how you keep track of them." She grinned and leaned into him. He was running his finger across it smoothly and softly. "Maybe it was there all along but you forgot about it." She let out a sharp breath as he kissed her neck. "Maybe we should go home."
She sighed and pulled away from him. "Yeah, that might be a good idea." He was starting to know her every move. Right now she was going to grab his hand, walk outside with her underwear on unless he stops her than they would go to their trailer and do the typical marriage thing. It never failed except today.
She was looking at him and he was looking at her. They didn`t want eachother right now. They just wanted to feel. That`s what she was doing. Her fingers were running along the scar on his back that he didn`t know where it came from. He was running his fingers along the scar on her stomach right above her belly button. "Let`s go home." She nodded and he led her by the hand.