Warning: AU, prolly OOC, er...
Disclaimer: Gundam W (c)Bandai, Sunrise, Shotsu Agency (l)Toonami. No infringement intended.
"Oscar! Come back here! Where are you going?" Lucrezia Noin called out, when she saw the little boy pressing the 'open' button on the door pad.
The little boy, barely five years of age looked back with his glorious black orbs, small lips pouting, "Not fair! It's boring here. I want to go to see Lucas."
Noin looked at him. Lucas was Relena and Heero's son. Ever since the Yuys moved near to where she and Zechs lived, those little boys would play with each other. But even as they lived practically three doors away, she would never let Oscar went alone, for two things.
One was the Brotherhood, which had eyed this 'illegal' for along time. As the orders were sent out that all 'illegals' were to be destroyed. Only her ranks in the Royal Guards and Zechs' power in the Brotherhood prevented that from happening. The second one was out of their powers. The second threat was from the other kids, who looked at Oscar as a freak. Obviously Oscar didn't look like his blond haired father or purple haired mother. His hair was black. Nor did he own the blue eyes. His eyes were black. And they knew he was illegal.
"No." she said simply as she held on to his little wrists, but then the message got across a little too harshly than she ever wanted it to be. "I have housework to finish, and after that we could go together."
Oscar looked at her with wild eyes, and angry tears threatening to form in those large shimmering orbs. "You..." he whispered.
Noin looked in puzzlement and strained to make out what the little boy meant. "I can't hear you," she said, as she kneeled beside him, drawing his little body closer. But instead of complying, the boy pushed Noin aside roughly, tears now streaming down,
"You never let me do what I wanted to do. Don't do this, don't do that! I hate being told around. Is it because I am different from you? From father? Because my hair is black, my eyes is slanted and the colours black? I can't even go out of the house without anyone hovering around me. Lucas could come here alone, why can't *I* go out there alone?"
"We're just... we just want to keep you safe."
"Because I am a freak? Because I am different? Everyone hates me, my friends hate me, you hate me, everyone hates me!" he ran into his bedroom and slammed the door close, the flower vase on the low table beside the door rattled softly and dropped onto the floor, breaking into millions of pieces.
Noin stared at the door, and the small puddle of water and scattered roses tangled between the porcelain pieces on the floor, and strode slowly towards it. Staring at it for a moment, she kneeled and began to pick it up.
/No one hates you, Oscar. If we hated you, you wouldn't be here.../
A small chip from the broken vase scraped her finger and lodged itself in there, she squeezed it out and hissed a bit as blood began to form,
/You're different Oscar, but in a special way, in a very special way/
As she picked the last of the larger mess,
/Never a freak./
A tear fell from her eyes.
Such are the burdens of caring.