Author's note: I do
not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. Quatre is 16 and Ami is 15 in this
story. They are in High School. Please, email me with your
thoughts: on the story: dinochick80@yahoo.com
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"The best proof of
love is trust."
-Joyce Brothers
Trust
By Veronica Cereta
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"We have a new student joining us today."
Ami looked up from her math just long enough to see
that the shy, blonde boy in the front of the room was about her age; possibly a
year older, but still a couple of years younger than most students in Advanced
Calculus. She quickly returned to her work.
"My name is Quatre Winner."
"Well, it's lovely to have you here," the
math teacher beamed. "It looks like there is an open seat next to
Ami. Why don't you sit there? Ami, please raise your hand so Quatre
can find you."
Ami's hand shot up mechanically and quickly came down
to rest on her desk. She did not look up from her assignment.
Slowly, sheepishly Quatre moved to the desk on her right. They worked in
silence for a while, until Quatre sighed deeply.
"Having trouble?" the girl was smiling
warmly."
After hesitating for a moment Quatre answered,
"I just have a bit of difficulty with differential equations."
"Well, they're pretty important in Calculus; let
me see if I can help."
"Oh, I don't want to take time away from your
school work."
"It's okay, I'm already finished." Ami laid
her calculus book flat on her desk. Tucked inside was a book about Einstein's
theory of relativity that she had been reading for the past ten minutes.
Quatre had to laugh at the irony of a student hiding a theoretical physics book
from her advanced calculus teacher. Ami stared at him for a moment and
then broke out into giggling. The two tried to stifle their laughter as
their teacher glared at them from over her desk.
"Show me how you would work the next
problem," Ami requested.
"Well, I would graph distance on the X axis and
speed on the Y axis."
"Yes, and how would that help you find
acceleration?"
"I don't know."
"Well, what is acceleration?" Ami prodded.
"The product of speed and distance."
"And that product is found on the slope of the .
. ."
"The tangent line!" Quartre declared so
loudly that the teacher glanced up again.
Ami giggled once more,
"See, you know what you're doing. You just need to be more
confident!"
Quatre smiled warmly and the girl could feel her
heart rate increase. When the final bell rang, interrupting them, she was
a bit relieved, but also surprisingly disappointed. She got up quickly
and walked out into the hall. It took her a moment to realize that the
new boy was following her. Slowing a bit, she looked up, waiting for him
to cover the distance between them.
"What club do you attend?" he asked,
peering sheepishly out from his long blonde bangs. She hadn't realized
how clear and blue his eyes were, like two pools of deep still water.
"Computer club. Have you chosen one
yet?"
"Not yet." The pilot thought about
Sandrock's cockpit. A computer club would seem pretty tame after being
around so much high tech machinery. "I think I might like a music
club."
"Do you play an instrument?"
"Yes, the violin."
"I know a girl who plays the violin. I'd
love to hear you play sometime." It was Quatre's turn to notice
Ami's eyes. They sparkled with a deep blue sapphire light. The
young Arab saw them as twin oasis in this desert of new faces and experiences.
"Maybe after computer club I can play for
you. I happen to have my violin with me today."
"I would love that, but I have cram school
today."
"Well there will be other days." Quatre
answered.
"I hope so." Later Ami would wonder
what had made her so bold. That last sentence seemed like something Usagi
would say to Mamoru, certainly not something the shy, model student would say
to a boy she had just met. However, at the time, it was exactly how Ami
felt, and for once she had seen no reason to hide her feelings.
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All through computer club the young girl's thoughts
kept returning to the new student. He was certainly smart; he had to be
since he was in advanced calculus. He didn't look Japanese, maybe Middle
Eastern, someplace like Arabia. Oh, he was adorable, with features like
an angel in a renaissance painting: the golden hair, the deep blue eyes, and
the smooth thin features. In her mind she lifted Gabriel out of
DaVinchi's famous work, "The Annunciation" and put Quatre in his
place. Then she took out the Virgin Mary and added herself. Of
course she felt very silly and blushed visibly, but it was a haunting image,
the two of them in the Middle Eastern town of Nazareth, meeting, looking at
each other with so much mutual admiration.
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The boy wandered the halls for quite some time.
He told himself that he was looking for the music club. However, his body
kept drifting towards the computer lab, and his mind towards Ami. She
certainly was smart; there was no question there. Still, that wasn't why
he liked her. He liked how she explained his math to him, and the fact
that she had even bothered to try. He liked that she read Einstein during
calculus and was interested in music. He liked her gentle smile,
sparkling eyes, and hair, blue hair, like the desert sky just before dawn.
The harsh tone of a fire alarm jarred Quatre from his
thoughts. It was a bit late for a drill, and the scent of smoke confirmed
his suspicion.
"The students in 2A can't get out," Quatre
overheard a fleeing girl tell her friend. "The fire is in the hall
blocking their exit, and it is much, too far to jump. It may be to late
by the time the fire department gets here." He knew he had to find
Ami.
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Ami had managed to slip under a desk as the other
students evacuated. She could transform here without being seen.
She was about to do just that when the new student launched himself into the
room.
"Ami, the students in 2A can't get out."
Even if she could transform and use her powers, the
force of her water attack would probably hurt some students, maybe kill a
few. She had to think of a way to get them out. The new kid
supplied the answer.
"I shouldn't tell anyone this, but I need to
trust someone, and we don't have much time. I am one of five gundam
pilots. If I could get to my gundam, which is just a block away, I could
get those people out. The problem is, I have to reach the hanger
undetected. If anyone sees me I'll have to leave this city again, and my
life will be in danger."
Ami had heard of the gundams; she couldn't believe
she was meeting a pilot. She also couldn't believe the trust he placed in
her. In an instant she made up her mind.
"Mercury Crystal Power,
Make Up!"
A blue light engulfed the girl. Quatre stared
in amazement as she spun and transformed in to a soldier dressed in a blue and
white sailor outfit.
"Let's go," she exclaimed smiling a smile
that told Quatre everything was under control. He grinned, nodded and
raced after her. They ran through the congested halls as students
struggled to leave the building.
"Don't panic, everyone; the fire is contained on
the second floor. Just get out in an orderly fashion!" After hearing
Mercury's words the students settled down a bit. Things started moving
smoothly.
Once the two had left the building Mercury called
out, "Shabon Spray!" A think fog encased the two; no one could
have seen where they went. They ran to a hanger at the end of the
block. Quickly Quatre threw open the door and jumped into the cockpit of
the giant robot. The scout had never seen such a weapon. It was
fantastic. The robot rose and picked up Mercury in his left hand.
He took two steps and was at the school. Placing his right hand under the
window outside 2A, he allowed the students to climb out onto it and set them
gently on the ground. The students cheered and thanked the pilot before
running away from the burning building.
"Bring me close to the fire!" Mercury
yelled. The left hand rose to the window.
"Mercury Aqua Mirage!" I blue orb of
water formed in her hands. She spun gracefully and hurled it at the
school. The fire trucks arrived in time to see the giant robot walking
way.
Quatre walked the robot a ways and then looked down
at Sandrock's open hand. The girl had transformed back into Ami.
She lay curled up and panting on the metal surface. He lifted her gently
into the cockpit. They looked at each other for some time, both consumed
with admiration.
"Is there some place I can take you?"
Quatre broke the silence. Ami thought for a moment. She had
already missed most of Cram School, and she *was* seven chapters ahead in her
studies.
"That depends on two things," she answered
a bit coyly. "Do you have your violin, and how fast can this thing
make it to the seashore."
Quatre's grin filled his face as he accelerated
Sandrock to top speed.
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Lying on the warm sand, she listened as the violin
reached highs and lows, only surpassed by one other violinist that she had ever
heard. She watched the waves wash over the sand, each of the two elements
mingling with each other, causing change in the other. Quatre put down
the violin and sat beside Ami. A person can only change so much, she
realized as her thoughts drifted to all the homework that she would have to do
to make up for this afternoon. Quatre leaned over and kissed her gently
and somehow with respect, and all her thoughts of other things vanished like a
wave upon the sand, as she kissed him back.