Nature's Call
By: Vries Ilya & JejeFish
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Based on: Wind Song
By: Cynthia du Pontavie



PART ONE: BIRTH OF THE WIND
Act II: Learning Time
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-My first step, on the ground.
It smelt new, it tasted new.
So how can I expect myself to do?
What can I do?

I reached to the first scent of love,
To the first noticeable hands of mercy,
To the first ones that seemed to pledge care upon me.
So I give in, I subsided to the unknown warmth that envelops me-
      

Seemed that I slumbered the whole day yesterday. When I woke up I saw
the sun rising up into the horizon, welling up the black skies with
the colours of dawn. The air was just right and everything just fine.

The pain on my shoulders had lessen considerably. I wondered. Then I
could hear someone said, "Good morning, Milliard,"

Blasted instinct, I replied, "Good morning, Treize."

/no one called me by the name of Milliard, except Treize./

But thank whoever deity for my hard luck, for as a robin that I am
now, whatever I said came out as a chripy voice, like any other
robins.

/So, this is how robins sound? When they say Good Morning?/ Oh well,
I got to learn to know what birds say then. It made me wonder, if I
am now a bird, could I hear to what the other birds were saying?
Well, I will have to find out.

Then the same voice broke my reverie, "Who's Treize?"

I jumped in surprise.

/What? he could./ I looked up into those soft black orbs, trying to
find out what to say.

Then another voice came, "Hey, Marron! How's the little bird?"

The longhaired human scooped me up and walked towards the other, "I
think he's fine, Nii-san."

"Well," the human's Niisan, oh my, I am bad at names, am I? Ah yes,
Carrot. And this one who's holding me, Marron. "you're the expert on
birds' language, not me."

So, this human named Marron, he knew birds' language? No wonder.

Carrot Glaces left the room, followed by Marron, with me in tow. He
had the scent of morning on him, the soft scent of leaves and
flowers, underlying the prerogative scent of elegant masculinity. His
eyes were the deepest black, warm, and friendly. I didn't know that I
was watching him too much, before he actually rebuked me softly.

"Studying me, Milliard?"

I didn't say anything. "Who's Treize? If I may know." 

I hesitated. "I. I'd better not say anything."

The words rolled on my tongue, and came out as a high-pitched
melodious chirp. This would really take a long time to adjust. Marron
smiled. "I understand. You're not a normal bird are you? I know it
the first time I salvaged you."

"I don't know," I said. chirped. "I think I reincarnated? I was a
human once. In a different timeline. Somewhere more. I don't know."

Marron knitted his brows. "Reincarnation? But. you have all your
memories intact. How could it be?"

I stayed silent. 

/Maybe its my punishment, maybe I am to sinful not even the
brainwashers wanted to touch me./

"I am going to introduce you to everyone." He smiled.

If I had any eyebrows I am doing something close to knitting it.
"Whatever for?"

"Don't tell anyone," he winked. "I am bored."

If I could laugh I would, but the art of laughing had passed me by.
Years of war, years of hoping and not getting anything, years of much
sadness. I don't think I even remembered when the last time I do
laugh genuinely, not politically, or anything.

***

There's Chocolat Misu, a very lively young woman, a bit to lively,
but there you go. Tira Misu. Chocolat's sister. Both of them are so
different, Chocolat is more like Duo, if you ask, and Tira. maybe
Trowa. 

And there's this big, muscleman, Gateau Mocha. seemed to be Marron's
lover, in some ways. He's a bit of a loud mouth, and exhibitionist of
some sort. But I saw the gentler side of him, when he's around
Marron. Such things people do for love.

/Treize. The things I do to get his attention. To make him mine, and
to make me his only one. But I failed miserably, don't I?/

I shook my head, no time for melancholy now. Its past, what was past,
let it remain that way. I am trapped here, maybe forever, and
fretting wouldn't help.

"Milliard. You hungry?" Marron's voice sounded in my reverie. I
looked at him, surprised. "I.. I think so."

He smiled again. I like him already. Not that way. My heart was still
lost in another timeline, where Treize was. /No!/ I rebuked myself.
No more Treize. He's not here, God knows he wouldn't remember me.

Marron took out some seed like things from his pouch and handed it to
me, "Sunflower seeds. They are nice."

I.. I practically pecked.

Lord, this would be a long life for me.

***
to be continued to Part I Act III

ehrm. I don't know about this, but well. I don't know. C&Cs are
really nice for me. Oh well, no one would notice. I really need GW. I
envy yall!

~VIDLC