Author: Deathangelgw

Disclaimer: Once again I state that these charas don’t belong to me, save for Miss Genaisa. (Ok…so I like her! Eventually I’ll get my YST rewrite out….grrr) No suing is allowed since there es no reason!

Warnings: AU, OC, prolly OOC, yaoi, het, lemon/lime (later), sap, dark, fantasy, language, NCS (later), more to come if deemed necessary.

Pairings: in this series, all the Troopers are lovers with each other and all the pilots are lovers as well.  SO, the pairings will vary on account of whatever the author is feeling like….aka…MEEEEEE!!

Rating: from PG-NC-17….depends….

Note: forgot to mention this….it starts out as a deathfic from the Troopers’ side.  The GW boys don’t come until later.  I got somewhat inspired to write this when I read….um….some RW author’s fic where the guys die and such. SO….just being interesting.

Feedback: much loved arigatou!

/telepathic speech/

‘thoughts’

other speech

So much time had passed.  So many things had happened to them in this life that sometimes he was amazed they had survived.  Once, they had thought that defeating the Youjakai had been difficult.  But, they had won and had jumped on the second chance at finally being the friends…lovers….that they had been denied so many centuries ago.  Sighing softly as he continued writing down the adventures he and his friends had endured, the old man frowned slightly in thought.  They had been through so much and the rewarding time together had been well worth all of the sacrifices.

Glancing up, he looked over with a small smile at the picture that was before him.  There were actually a myriad of photos and drawings, but the one that caught his eye was a picture that had been taken a couple of years after the defeat of Suzunagi.  His arm was wrapped around his then girlfriend’s waist as she smiled at the camera.  Shin, Shu, Seiji, and Ryo had been seated around them, six best friends and lovers that had fought for the world and had almost died for it a couple of times. 

He blinked back tears.  ‘Now there’s only me and Genaisa left.  Everyone else is gone,’ he thought bleakly to himself, then pushed back the strand of blue streaked silver hair that was always in his face.  He smirked as he remembered how he had wanted to change that and Genaisa had all but pounced on him not to.  Looking down, he gazed at the small glass box that contained four crystal orbs.  In essence, there should have been six, but he and Genaisa were still alive.  They had taken care of the yoroi crystals; the calling that had brought them all back together, when their friends had all passed away. 

Near that box were some photos of families.  One had Ryo with Seiji and their children, Rei and Seiyo.  The boy and girl were like a perfect mixture of their two fathers, one with blonde hair and tiger blue eyes and the other with raven hair and lavender eyes that could look into your soul.  Touma smiled softly as he remembered how they had tried to determine if anything of Genaisa, their birth mother, was in them, but Genaisa had just smiled and said, “As long as they are loved, it doesn’t matter.”

Another photo held Shu and Shin, lovingly holding their children, Shaina, Seito, and Miako.  Miako was adopted by them, but it had never mattered for they showed him as much love as they showed their other son and daughter.  Again, Genaisa had been the twins’ birth mother, but she had kept it from them.  Well, not for long at least.  They all had eventually told the children their true mother’s name and had brought all of their families even closer than before.

Finally, his gaze fell on his own family photo.  He and Genaisa were together with their three children, Miko, Taina, and Shiiro.  Shiiro and Miko were twins and they were exact copies of their parents, Shiiro having blue hair and sapphire eyes while Miko was the very image of his mother, raven haired and violet eyed.  Taina was a blend of the two; her raven hair tinted with blue and her eyes the color of the deep ocean.  Genaisa had never fully said it, but Touma had always known she had been very relieved when none of her children had been born with her powers.  Neither had any of her half children.  He knew that that had meant a lot to her.

“So deep in thought, beloved?  Are you done with our stories yet?”  His wife’s loving tones floated softly from behind him and he turned slightly, smiling at her as she came in, then sat down delicately on his lap.  Her lined face showed her age, but her eyes were as bright and filled with knowledge and love as when they had first met. 

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he said softly, “Hai, almost done.  Just getting to the difficult part.”  Her eyes saddened and she laced their fingers together as she turned her gaze to the orbs that had changed their lives forever and the picture of their friends.  Slowly, he resumed his writing, his fluid marks slowing here and there when he became sad.

Byakuen had been the first of their group to leave, killed by poachers on one of his myriad hunting times.  Genaisa had been unable to save him from the bullets that had claimed the noble tiger.  In the end, another mystery had been revealed when Byakuen’s form had changed from the tiger they all had known so well to a humanoid form.  Genaisa had then revealed that Byakuen’s true self was as a shapeshifter.  He wasn’t immortal, but was very long lived and had served the Light and Kaos for many centuries as the ever-faithful tiger.  That…had been their first loss.

The next to leave their sides had been young Jun, killed in a car crash when a drunk had crashed into his own car.  That had probably been the hardest to swallow.  Jun had barely just turned 22 when his life had been snuffed out.

Surprisingly, Naaza and Rajura both had been the next to die, killed in a shuttle accident from one of the colonies in space.  Anubis, who had not been on the shuttle with them, had raised their children, Saira and Kayu, but then had passed away about five years later from a broken heart.

Shin had then started the cycle of loss within their souls, dying softly in his sleep one night.  Shu had woken to find that his lover and husband would never awaken.  Touma’s eyes filled with tears as he remembered how broken Shu had looked…how broken they all had been at their gentle friend’s death.  Shu had joined his lover not long after, heart attack taking away the strong Kongo holder.

Ryo had then been the next to leave them, a stroke taking him gently in his garden.  Seiji had found him lying in the flocksen, Ryo’s favorite flower.  Two years later, Seiji joined Ryo and the others in his sleep and never woke up, going as silently as Shin.

All of this had happened ten years ago.  Touma, Genaisa, Shuten, and Nasuti, both of whom had married and had a family of their own, were the last of the Troopers or their group to be surviving.  Most of their children had married and had families.  Genaisa and Touma were both grandparents as were their friends, though Shu, Shin, Naaza, Rajura, and Anubis had never lived to see their grandchildren or their nieces and nephews. 

Touma smiled through his tears as he finished his writing.  A gentle hand wiped his face and he smiled up at his wife, eyes filled with loving sadness that were reflected back at him.  She leaned in and their lips met in a tender kiss before she got up, whispering something about getting some tea as she left.  Touma sighed sadly as he watched her go, knowing how painful the past was.  He felt his own heart and soul rend new wounds every time he thought about his lost friends.  He signed his name to the parchment, and then placed his pen down, gazing at the pictures before him.

Touma.

Touma looked around his room, searching for the source of his name being called.  The wind blew gently through the open window as he searched in vain for the source.

Touma.

Hey man can you hear us?

Touma….we’re waiting for you.

Touma…let go and join us.

Touma gazed over by his bed, and then smiled slightly. “Guys.  You came back for me,” he whispered softly, and then his head lowered slowly to his desk.  His eyes closed slowly as his body went slack, the final breath leaving his lungs as he smiled and sighed in content.  Walking towards his friends, he smiled happily at them and was embraced by them, his aged body no longer, turned back to when they had first met, youthful and full of life.  They turned and watched silently as Genaisa opened the door and came into the room, carrying a tea tray.

She stopped as she saw how her husband was laying, eyes never leaving the sight as she placed the tray down on a nearby table.  Silently, she walked over to Touma’s body, and then touched it with a shaking hand.  Kneeling down, she caressed his peaceful face, and then sobbed softly. “Touma don’t leave me alone!”  she cried softly as she knelt beside her dead husband, grief stricken, until her twin sons, who had been coming to visit that day, found her by their father’s side.

The five Troopers watched their loving friend silently, and then faded out slowly from the room.

~**~~**~

The sun seemed too bright for such a sad day.  Genaisa stood silently at the grave of her beloved Touma, who was buried next to their other friends.  Her sons and her daughter were by her side, holding her up as she stood, listening hollowly to the minister’s words, feeling as if her soul had finally been torn apart. 

“Ashes to ashes…dust to dust.”  The age-old words brought little comfort to the final Trooper as she gazed at where all of her loved ones lay in eternal sleep.  Shuten and Nasuti were also with her, along with all of her family…their family.

‘After all that we had gone through, I am alone once more,’ she thought to herself in grief, a soft sigh of sorrow escaping her lips as they lowered the coffin into the ground.  Shiiro placed his arm through hers and helped her to the edge, where she placed six roses on his coffin, white against the dark wooden casket.  Taina and Miko also came forward and placed red roses on the casket before they nodded at the others to lower the box into the earth.

Genaisa.

Genaisa looked up slowly, hearing her name whispered by a faintly familiar tone.  One she had not heard in years.

Genaisa love, come home.

We miss you sweetie. Come home.

Darling, you know how much we miss you.

Genaisa, come make us whole again.

Genaisa, beloved, let go.

Genaisa smiled softly, her eyes filled with tears as she saw the youthful forms of her friends and lovers…her soulmates.  Softly, as her eyes closed and she slumped forward, she whispered, “Wait for me…my loves.”  As her senses faded, she heard gasps and cries from her children and the people around her as her body fell, but already, her spirit soared up to the clouds and beyond.

Shuten looked up, tears streaming down his face as he whispered, “Go be with them, my sweet friend.  And may we see each other again in another lifetime.”  Nasuti nodded as she too looked up to the sky, knowing in her heart that Genaisa and the others were together….like they had always been meant to be.

~**~~**~

Genaisa looked around her as she walked in the peaceful place where she had suddenly appeared. ‘Where am I?’ she wondered to herself as she gazed at the peaceful fields and mountains that surrounded her.  ‘And where are the guys?’ She sighed softly as she stopped, and then placed her hands on her hips, slightly irritated. “Oh sure.  Get me to die and then don’t even come to greet me.  Typical males,” she stated sarcastically as she searched for her friends.

Soft laughs and movement from behind her was all the warning she had before she was picked up and tackled.  She shrieked and laughed as she turned over and was kissed hard, not even seeing who her attacker was, but knowing it was indeed Shu.  She panted softly and grinned up at him when he pulled back and he winked at her before leaning back and pulling her into his arms so she sat in his lap.  She looked around and smiled radiantly as her other four friends and lovers came over, smiling in joy.  They kissed her in greeting and longing that had been denied them for a few years.  They sat close together, relishing the fact that they were all together, showing it as they touched each other, keeping contact in such light, but meaningful ways.

They talked for a long time, though they never were sure how long.  The place they were in had a feeling of timelessness that left one feeling like they were floating along, not caring.  Shu and Shin questioned Genaisa and Touma thoroughly on how their children were and were delighted to learn of the grandson and daughter that they had.  Seiji and Ryo were also asking about their children, beaming with quiet pride as the two latest arrivals weaved their tales.

Then, a silence fell over them, having said all that needed to be said, and they cuddled together.  Shin and Shu were beyond joyful at finally being with everyone and they showed it, caressing and pressing loving kisses here and there, which was unusual in itself for Shu to show.  Eventually they just quieted, laying together, interweaving and touching in some way as they gazed at the perfect sky above them.

But, the silence and peace was not to last as a soft jangling sound floated to their ears.  Sitting up, they watched in surprise as Lady Kayura, guardian of the Youjakai, walked towards them.  A soft smile was on her face and she stopped not far from them.  They all stood and watched her, questions obvious in their eyes and she said softly, “It is good to see that you are all finally here, Samurai Troopers.  You have been summoned.”

They looked at her in confusion and Ryo asked softly as he stepped forward, once more taking on the role as leader, “Summoned?  By whom?  And for what reason?”

Kayura smiled reassuringly at them and replied, “By He that is the Alpha and the Omega.”

They looked at each other in shock and wariness and Seiji queried softly, “God wishes to speak with…us?”  Lady Kayura nodded, then turned and started walking away.  Sensing that they were to follow, the Troopers followed her at a sedate pace.

Genaisa sighed softly, and then smirked as she all of a sudden felt Ryo’s soft touch in her mind.  /So, are our links still with us then?/ she asked him and he laughed softly in her mind.

/Looks like it.  But, I’ve only tried it with you.  Figured you might have kept your powers here,/  he stated softly and he saw her frown slightly. 

She focused slightly inside of her, and then smirked in surprised delight. /My powers are gone, so this connection is through our souls’ connection,/ she declared in relief and Ryo smiled at her.  He knew how much she had hated having her powers, especially after Byakuen and Jun had been killed.  She may never have said it, but he knew she blamed herself for not acting swift enough.

/So, is this a private conversation or can anyone join in?/ Seiji’s smooth voice interrupted Ryo’s introspection and he could hear Touma, Shin, and Shu’s thoughts in the back laughing softly.

Smirking over at Genaisa, Ryo looked forward then gasped slightly, causing them all to focus on what was ahead.  They came to the top of a hill and stopped, gaping at the sight before them.  A beautiful city shone before them, glittering whitely in the gold of light around them.  Gold and silver lined every roof and the towers dominated the air better than any skyscraper.

Shu breathed out a soft, “Holy cow…” and Lady Kayura laughed softly.

“Welcome to the Holy Kingdom, Samurai Troopers.  The center of Heaven,” she stated softly and they looked at her in a daze.  She smiled at them, then started down the hill, snickering slightly as she heard a very soft curse leave Shu’s mouth before they moved to catch up to her.  Shaking her head, she heard a loud whap and Shu’s growl at the perpetrator of the punishment.

“Shu, try to remember we are in Heaven now.  Watch your mouth, would ya?”  Ryo ordered softly as they went into the very large gates that guarded the city.  Shu sighed and nodded then smirked as people bowed to them, parting to allow them through.

Shin watched in curiosity, as did Touma and Genaisa as Seiji asked Kayura very softly, “Why are they bowing to us?”

Kayura smiled at them, and then her soft voice sounded in their heads. /They bow to the ones who saved the mortal and spirit realm.  They honor you./  The Troopers once again looked at each other in shock and amazement, then Genaisa blushed a deep red, causing the others to laugh softly.

Finally, they came to the center of the city, a sprawling palace that took their breath away with the beauty.  Trees and bushes, rolling gardens, and water fountains decorated the huge courtyard.  The youth stared around themselves like tourists as they walked into the large palace.  They were led into a huge court hall, huge pillars surrounding the room as they walked down the deep red carpet and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.  They knelt before the throne, not daring to look upon the person seated there and listened as Kayura stepped forward and stopped, kneeling on one knee as she looked up at the figure. “My Lord.  I bring you the Chosen ones of Yoroi.”

A hand waved, dismissing her and she stepped aside, bowing lowly.  The figure looked down at the six gathered youth and ordered in a soft tenor, “You may rise, my children.” The Troopers stood slowly, heads still bowed down in reverence and the figure laughed softly. “My children, do not fear me.  You may look at me.  I will not harm you.”

“My Lord.  It isn’t that we fear you.  It is out of respect and honor that we show our reverence,” Genaisa replied softly and the figure smiled warmly at them.

“My children.  You have made me very proud and your reverence is received.  Please look at me.  It would please me,” he ordered softly and they looked hesitantly up at him. 

Genaisa gasped very softly and the others all blinked as they saw Him.  He was tall and very elegant looking, soft auburn hair framing his face and kind gentle eyes smiling down at them.  He chuckled softly at Genaisa’s gasp and she blushed a deep red. “Forgive me, my Lord.  I meant no offense.”

“And none was taken.  I am pleased that you have all come here at my summons,” he replied warmly and they all smiled and nodded, standing at ease before Him.  “You have indeed made me very proud, as you have throughout time in your service to me and the Light.  For this reason, my children, I would like it if you would call me by another name.”  They all looked at him in curious confusion.  He smiled at them and said very softly, light shining around his face, “My children.  I love you as a father and would ask that you call me that.”  They looked at him, startled and he smiled at them again, his eyes crinkling with love and warmth.

Ryo came forward and bowed deeply as he said, “You honor us more than words…Father.”  The others bowed as well and He chuckled softly.

“My children, you do indeed please me.  Now, for my request.  Since you have worked so hard and long for the Light and me, I would like to ask you to take up the roles of Gate Keepers of six of the Twelve Gates of Heaven.”  He watched them intently and they all gasped in shock at his request.

“Guardians of Heaven?”  Shin asked very softly and He nodded, smiling.

“But, Father, how can we, mere mortals, be the Guardians?  Wouldn’t we have to be…angels or something?”  Shu asked as he scratched his head in confusion.

He laughed softly, His amusement filling the hall and they looked even more confused.  Smiling down at them, He declared, “My children, for me it is not hard to do such things.  But, you would have to accept the rights and responsibilities of such a request. You would not be together, though, in Heaven, all things are possible.”  He smiled sadly at them as they looked at each other in worry and sadness.  They looked back at Him and He continued.  “And you would hold great power.  With that in itself is the greatest of responsibilities,” He explained solemnly and they nodded, looking grim.

“Father, why were we chosen?”  Genaisa asked softly, looking up at him with wary sadness. 

He smiled down at her and held a hand out to her.  She looked at her companions briefly, then went up and took His hand.  Gently, He pulled her onto His lap and she found herself looking into bright blue eyes that reflected all of the hidden unknowns of time and space.  Softly, He elucidated, “My daughter, you and your friends have proven time and again your willingness to sacrifice everything to save others.  Throughout time, you had always willingly come back to defend humankind.  Now, I feel that you have been tempered enough to accept the roles and responsibilities of Guardians of the Gates of Heaven.  And, I feel, that your connection through your very souls will provide the protection for Heaven.”  Genaisa’s eyes went back to her friends and their hearts broke when they saw the tears in her eyes.  She hung her head and sniffled, then stepped down from His lap.  He stopped her and whispered, “I know that it hurts you, but I am not unkind.  I never said that you would never see each other again.  Far from it.  I wish for you to be together for the rest of time.”  Her eyes lit up and she smiled at Him, which He returned.  She hugged Him tightly and He murmured very softly, “My little one, it is your love for each other that makes you strong.”  She nodded fiercely into His chest, then leaned back and smiled tearfully. 

She went back down to her friends and they gathered close.  They didn’t talk long; their minds made up before they even began to talk.  Turning back to face Him, they faced Him as He looked calmly at them.  Stepping forward once more, Ryo knelt onto one knee and stated softly, “I, Ryo no Rekka, accept the honor of being a Guardian of Heaven.”

Touma and Seiji stepped up and knelt down and said the same.  Shu, Shin, and Genaisa followed suit, kneeling down and repeating the soft words.  He smiled down at them and stood up.  Walking slowly and gracefully down the stairs, He came to them and placed a gentle hand on each of their heads.  “Rise, my children and take your new status.”

They rose up fluidly, looking at Him with bright eyes and smiles.  He smiled at them and closed His eyes.  They looked up and saw six glowing orbs approaching them.  The orbs stopped before them and they stared in shock.  “Our…yoroi crystals?”  Touma asked softly in confusion and He opened His eyes, smiling at them.  Suddenly, the crystals’ light grew and colored columns surrounded them.  Gasps of shock and surprise greeted this move, but then they relaxed.  Crossing their arms across their suddenly bare chests, the Troopers floated in the lighted columns, transformed.  Wings grew from their shoulders, multiple hues of shimmering color playing across the soft feathers.  Robes of silk and satin clothed them, the same hues as their wings, but with different designs.

Ryo’s was red and yellow, the colors of fire, with embroidered flames along the lapels and sleeve cuffs.  Touma’s was deep blue with hints of purple and silver curling through the blue and signs of wind marked the lapels and sleeves.  Seiji’s was deep green with purple stripes throughout, symbols of lightening decorating the lapels and sleeves.  Shin had the colors of the sea flowing around him, waves showing as his embroidered symbol.  Shu’s covered him in light browns and burgundies, the jagged edges of mountains lining his outfit.  Genaisa’s form was wrapped in pale yellow and deep green, vines and flowers lining her sleeves and lapels in gentle curves.

As the lights faded, they floated down slowly, their eyes opening as they registered the changes.  Wings fluttered open and stretched as the new owners of the feathered additions examined them in delighted fascination.  Then, when they faced front once more, the orbs glowed brightly again and a staff and a gemmed medallion appeared before each warrior, and then floated towards them.  They grasped the staffs, watching as each one took on the symbols that covered their clothing, and then watched as the medallions clasped themselves around their necks.  Each medallion held a gem within: Ruby for Ryo, Sapphire for Touma, Emerald for Seiji, Topaz for Shu, Turquoise for Shin, and Diamond for Genaisa.

They stood before Him, radiant in their new forms and powers, yet they showed none of the eagerness one gets with new power.  They radiated determination and pride, honored to be bestowed with the responsibility that came with their new roles.

He smiled at them and declared softly, “My Keepers, my children…you will not have to take up your duties quite yet.  The last of the other Six has not yet arrived in this life.  So, you have time to be together, learn your responsibilities, and know that this new adventure is to be your greatest challenge…and goal.” 

Seiji stepped forward and asked softly, “Father, why do we have heartbeats?”

He smiled at them and replied, “Because you are now alive and immortal.  But, you still can be hurt.  Your bodies were given back to you in the time that you were the strongest and thus transformed into what you are now.” He smiled at them warmly.

Shu looked at his hands, then his wings and exclaimed really softly, “Too cool.”  The others laughed softly as did He.

Nodding in understanding, He ordered, “Go out and learn what your limits are.  Because there are always limits to power.” They nodded firmly at him, joy and determination their reassurance.  He nodded back, and then went back to His throne.  Gesturing once in dismissal, He watched as they either flew off, rather clumsily at first, or walked out.  Smiling slightly, He nodded to Himself, pleased with His choice.  Turning to Kayura, He stated softly, “Kayura, when the last of the Gundam pilots has arrived, you shall not bring them. Instead, our Sixth Guardian of that group will bring them to me.”

She nodded once, but then looked up at Him in slight confusion. “Master, what of the Sixth Guardian for that group?” she asked softly and He smiled at her.

“He has already taken his role.  Do not worry.” He reassured her and she nodded, and then left the court hall. He watched her leave with a small smile then looked over.  A figure in white and black came out of the wings and bowed to Him. Softly, He asked, “Did it please you to see your old friends, my child?”  The figure silently nodded and smiled up at Him.  He smiled back, then looked out the way the new Gatekeepers had gone, pleased.

TBC

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