Gundam SEED: Bikes & Burgers, Pans and Brooms
By: hikari luv shirayuki
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam SEED. I also do not own any motorcycles featured in my fiction (Honda Super Cub is owned by Honda Motor Co. Ltd.) and People's Elbow is owned by The Rock.
Summary: One night, a girl met a punk in a not-so-beautiful manner…KiraxFlay, AU, a lot of OOC
Author notes: I don't support any form of illegal racing. Its depiction here is purely for creative purposes. Don't ever try it. Life is too precious to lose and messing around with the authority is not the best thing to do. OK, I'm done with the public service thing; I hope you enjoy my first fic here. Please bear with me because I'm a newbie. This fic is dedicated to all KiraxFllay fans out there. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: First Encounter with The Punk Kind
"Hey, old geezer! How's the situation?" said a voice from the walkie-talkie.
"Cut that out, Dearka. I'm not in the mood right now. OK, let's back to business. This is important. It seems that there is a lot of police activity in Highway No. 8. Ask Tolle to change the plan for tonight." the blonde man in his early 30s answered, while scanning his surroundings.
"Chill, Mwu-san. It's not that bad. Cops here is SOOO dumb, all they can do are eatin' doughnuts and become fat. To begin with, we always outrun them. Tonight is going to be fun, as always." That guy tried to reassure the blonde man, named Mwu La Fllaga.
"No, I got the feeling that the police are much more vigilant tonight. I don't want to take any risk." Mwu replied with a stern voice. He felt that his intuition was right.
"Ok, ok. I get your point. Make sure he does not lose tonight. I don't want to lose the profit, either." The voice answered back with a hint of concern in it.
"Did he ever fail you, Dearka? Relax, tonight Kira should reign supreme!" Mwu chuckled.
"That's reassuring to me. If he loses, well…you know. Heh, death by strangulation...I really need a victory from him."
"Hai, hai. My boy won't lose, this I promise you…la…la…la. Sorry, suddenly a certain boy band crosses my mind. (Grin) Contact me again if Tolle has decided the place. A girl is coming. Going to be busy."
"Ok. Ciao, say hello to your customer." Dearka joked.
"Go to hell, Banana-haired pervert." Mwu answered coldly at the younger man's request.
"Get off from that walkie-talkie, dumb blonde gorilla." Dearka retorted. Immediately after that, Dearka hangs off.
Unable to shoot Dearka back, he sighed. Kids these days…Mwu put off the walkie-talkie aside and looked at his customer, who gave him a quick smile. The girl wore a green windbreaker, light pink turtleneck and a full-length denim skirt. "What's your order, miss?" Mwu smiled his broadest smile ever.
The girl looked up to the menu pasted on Mwu's road side burger stall and began to scan it. It only took seconds for the young girl to decide what she wants.
"I want three ordinary hot dogs and one chicken burger, special. Please don't put any relish or pepper in the hot dogs. Just put only the sausages. Don't forget the ketchup." She ordered coldly. Hmm, need to lighten up the mood, Mwu thought. Any ice queens won't stand a chance against this ol' Mwu La Fllaga. I'll make the impossible possible!
"Are you going to eat all of these, miss? That's a lot. These fatty junk foods are not good for a beautiful young girl like you." He teased her playfully.
Mwu's remark hit the bulls eye. She instantly turns red.
"EH? No…no. Those hot dogs are for my employer's daughters and my friend. Only the burger is for me." She immediately replied to deny that she is being a glutton.
"Relax, miss. No hard feelings, OK? Three hot dogs, stripped bare, and one special chicken burger, coming up!" Mwu said enthusiastically, together with exaggerated theatrical gestures and a wink, just to entertain his new customer for tonight. Heh, heh, that's lame. I should kill myself for doing this. Mwu thought.
The young girl giggles happily, who is amused by Mwu's antics. See, it works all the times. Then, he started to work.
First, he scoops a generous amount of margarine and drops it on the grill. It melts with a sizzle and promptly the blond man takes out a packet of burger patties and sausages. He took out one patty and three sausages and in no time, those three are being grilled over the fire. Not forgetting that the girl wants a special chicken burger, he breaks an egg and spread it evenly on the grill. Next, he moves on to the buns. He butters them and then, putting their buttered side on the grill.
While he works, he stole a glance at his customer. There he realized that the girl stared at him with apparent interest.
"What's bothering you, Miss? Interested in me?" Mwu teased her again.
She shook her head vigorously. What a strange girl, he commented, in his head.
"I never seen people prepares burgers with such speed before. That's amazing!" she said to Mwu with a hint of admiration.
"Ceh, this old man is disappointed." Mwu held an exaggerated sad look.
"Why?" she asked with a confused look.
Seeing this, Mwu laughed heartily. "Miss, I thought that you were staring at my 'handsome' face. Instead, you were looking at my way of preparing your orders!" He laughed on and on.
She began to break into a grin when she realised her foolishness. Then, she went quiet once more. Noticing her silence, Mwu asked her again to liven up the mood.
"Never been to a burger stall before, Miss?"
She shook her head again.
"I see. Young girls like you always going to the fast food restaurant to have their burgers, right? That's a pity. Burgers sold in the street are far better and cheaper than theirs, I mean the McB's."
She smiled at his comments with a nod of approval.
"Oh, by the way, I never saw you before around here. Are you new here, Miss?" Mwu asked her.
"My Master just moves here a week ago. I worked there as a maid."
"I see. Wait a minute, that's strange. You said earlier that these hot dogs for your master's children. I thought rich kids only like McB's or stuffs like that. Those kids, you know? Always being spoiled."
"What do you mean by that, mister?" She folded her arms defensively. Her big silver eyes were reduced to slits, confronting the blue eyes of his.
Crap. What have I done? Think of something, Mwu! Think!
"Sorry, there miss, if I offended you." Mwu apologized but managed to put up a big smile. "I didn't mean to insult your Master's kids. I just wondered why they like the burgers that were sold on streets."
The young girl smirked. At the same time, she raised her right eyebrow and her eyes, still in 'slits mode' look straight towards Mwu's eyes. Gulp. He swallowed his throat.
"Before we moved here, the kids already liked this so-called 'street burgers'. Hey, mister smart pants, even rich kids are fond with the so-called 'lower-class foods'." She beamed with pride. "One thing, you sure have guts to badmouth my employer's daughters."
This girl is scary.
Grinning sheepishly, Mwu continued his work. The young girl stopped staring at him and turned her attention to her handphone, messaging. Silence was in the air…
You've done it, my man. Thank God, she didn't leave like that. Phew. Next time, watch your mouth, Mwu La Fllaga.
After he finished preparing the three hot dogs, he went on to finish the young girl's burger.
Firstly, Mwu lightly bombarded the lower bun with ketchup. Then, he nicely wrapped all the condiments (grated carrots, grated onions, minced cabbage and stuffs) and the chicken patty inside the thin-layered fried egg. Mwu is satisfied with his work, which looks like a tiny packet. Next, Mwu finalized his work with another bombardment of ketchup and mayonnaise, placing the vegetables and finally, placing the top bun.
Equally as fast as when he was preparing the orders, Mwu put them inside a small, red plastic bag.
"Miss, here's your orders. 7 dollars please."
Faint motorcycle sound can be heard from afar and it's coming fast…
Just then, to Mwu's eyes, the world seems to move in slow motion. He can see that the girl stopped her messaging and took out her purse from her small, brown handbag and gave out 10 bucks. Her expression became cold again, Mwu noted. However, he can predict a not-so-pretty sight will unravel in front of him.
Mwu noticed a motorcycle that he was SOOOO familiar with, moving towards his burger stall and moving directly towards his customer…
Mwu was aghast…
KIIIIIRRRAAAAA!!!!!! SSSSTTTTOOOOPPPP!!!!!!
The young girl is startled by Mwu's sudden yell and immediately turned her head to see what's happening behind her. Instantly, her eyes bulged…a motorcycle is heading TOWARDS her!
Instinctively, she drops down and shielded her head with her arms. A loud tire screech, the girl high-pitched shriek and Mwu's deep-voiced yell came out, producing a unique but strange symphony. However, the rider didn't knock her down. He just pulled out a stoppie, right in front of her legs and nearly hit her by inches.
Quickly, Mwu rushed to the girl's side. He shook her several times and asking her whether she's all right. Meanwhile, Kira, clad in a stained plain white t-shirt and tattered denim pants, parked his Honda Super Cub and just glanced coldly at the shaken girl and Mwu.
"KIRA!!! What have you done, you good-for-nothing bastard! You've knocked out my only customer for tonight!" Mwu practically shouted at Kira.
Coming to her senses, the young girl, who was obviously scared to death, screamed at a very high pitch…again.
"Miss, Miss! It's OK now! It's OK!" Mwu tried to comfort her.
"SHUT UP! YOU'RE NOT DEAD YET!" Kira boomed at the poor girl. She cowered in fear once more, her eyes brimming with tears. Seeing this, Kira felt superior. However, it was for a moment…
"YOU SCUM! YOU NEARLY END MY LIFE! I'M NOT MARRIED YET, YOU KNOW!" the girl blasted back. She got up, pushed Mwu aside and rushed towards Kira, like a mad bull. Like an EXTREMELY mad bull.
Shit. Kira regretted his high-and-mighty act earlier. Nah, she's a chicken. Pathetic bitch. Unfortunately for our Kira, he was WRONG.
Fast and furiously, she punched Kira a number of times. And then…"Take this, PEOPLE'S ELBOW!"
"OWW, OOF! ENOUGH BITCH! THIS TIME I'LL KILL YOU FOR REAL!" Kira grabbed the young girl's windbreaker by the collar but somehow, she slipped way…and reappeared behind Kira, bringing him down in one swift move that even Mwu just stood there and watched helplessly.
Our poor Kira was being arm-locked, by supposedly pathetic bitch…
"How you like this, eh? BRUNETTE BABY-FACED PUNK!" She smiled triumphantly.
"DAMN! DAMN! IT'S PAINFUL! IT'S DAMN PAINFUL! Cough, cough. Mwu-san…please…tag…touch my hand…I don't want to lose this…tag team match…"
Mwu sweatdropped when he watched the whole stupid scene. He has to stop both of them now or risk losing his only helper.
"Enough of this, kids. Miss, let him go. Kira, don't give me that puppy-eyed look! Now, apologize to her!" Mwu ordered Kira sternly.
Kira just stood there, glaring at the feminine silver eyes. The young girl also glared back at the Kira's amethyst eyes while Mwu, sweatdropped again, he swore that he could see electric sparks form in between both of their eyes…
"Kira, I've no choice…" Mwu stretched out his large hand and make Kira bowed to the girl. He also bowed as well, giving out a sincere apology to his female customer. "Please accept my utmost apologies, for my Kira's rude behaviour, Miss. He's such a rash, stupid, moronic, perverted, twisted…OUCH! KIRA, DON'T STEP ON MY FEET!"
"How dare you call your only helper all sorts of names? YOU UNGRATEFUL YELLOW GORILLA!" Kira shouted at his boss.
"Why you…!" So, both of them bickered and completely forgetting the young girl who stood near to them and watches the whole ugly fight scene. This time it's the young girl's turn to form sweatdrops on her head.
"Hihihihi..."
Immediately, the older man stops head-locking the brunette. The girl's giggles made him so...
"Both of you are SOOOO childish. I can't believe it." She commented.
Both guys were blushing heavily. Steam can be seen rising from their heads.
However, Mwu took this chance to hit Kira squarely at his stomach, causing the latter to drop down on his knees.
"Oh, my…" the girl gasped.
"Mwu, you bastard…" The chocolate-haired young lad cringed from the pain.
"Miss, sorry for the entire ruckus. Please, the orders are in the house. It's my treat as the compensation for my helper rude behaviour." Mwu trying to be sweet-mouthed while ignoring Kira's protests.
"No need for that, mister. I'll pay you for your foods," she replied, smiling broadly.
"But…" Our yellow-haired man protested.
"No buts, here's 10 bucks. I'll feel sorry if I'm not paying you. After all, I'm your first customer for tonight, right?" She smiled sweetly.
Mwu grinned. "All right, then. OI, STUPID BRUNETTE, GIVE THIS GIRL HER CHANGE!" He ordered Kira.
Kira got up and mumbles unpleasant words on his way to take the change.
"NO COMPLAINTS FROM YOU, BOY!"
"Hai, hai" Kira waved his hand.
Lazilly, Kira opened a drawer to take out changes for the money. Then, he walked towards the young girl and still wore a pout on his face.
"Here's the change. That's 3 dollars. Thanks for your patronage." Kira thanked her, forced a smile and bowed lightly and hastily.
The young girl also bowed and smiled back, clearly forgiving the earlier incident with him. Suddenly, she went nearer to Kira, her face was only inches from his face…
"What…what do you want this time? Wanna fight again?" Kira steeled himself although his face was flushed.
"You have beautiful eyes. Like a gem, or should I say…an amethyst." She noted.
Kira turned beet-red at her comments. "I…I…" he stammered.
Seeing Kira's blush, the girl pecked his nose, flicked his forehead and lightly punch his abdomen, all in a flash.
"Ouch, why did you do that?" Kira asked her, turned his flustered face away.
"You're too cute for a punk," she commented. "You're SOOO naïve, too." She added with a smirk.
It's another knock out blow for Kira. His face flushed again. Her comments are too unbearable for our supposedly 'cool-and-tough' punk.
"Don't mind him, miss. He's still a boy even though he's 20 years old." Mwu patted Kira's head.
"I'M NOT A BOY!" Kira protested. Mwu just smiled. "This girl really knows how to 'cook' you well. I saw you went red, over and over again." Mwu added.
A grin formed on the girl's lips. Then, she glanced at her watch and instantly, she looked horrified.
"Oh, my, I'm late! Got to leave now!" She practically yelled. "Thanks for the foods! Bye, yellow gorilla! Bye, brunette punk!" she said hurriedly, leaving in haste.
"You're welcome! Do come again!" Seconds later... "WHAT DID YOU SAY!!!?" Kira and Mwu shouted back in unison. However, she was already too far away. Her figure becoming smaller and smaller…
"Eh, she forgot her windbreaker!" Kira noted.
Just then, Mwu's walkie-talkie came back to life again. Mwu hurriedly ran towards it.
"Yo, old geezer! It's Dearka again. Please respond, burger guy…Mushi, mushi?" Dearka's voice boomed through it, wanting Mwu's attention. Kira went to his Honda Cub, the girl's windbreaker in his hand.
"Yes, I'm here, jackass. No need to shout that loud. I'm not that deaf yet." Mwu responded, with irritated voice.
"Tell Kira to be at the Wells Road by 1 a.m. That Seiran guy is here for the challenge tonight. We're going to burn rubber again. Oh, Hawke's sisters are here too. " Dearka informed Mwu, from the other end of the line.
"Sure thing, Dearka,my boy. Kira will be jumping ups and downs when he hears about the Hawke's sisters. Mwu out." He glanced at his watch. 11 p.m. Still too early, Mwu thought.
"Hey, Kira!" Mwu shouted at the squatting brunette, who is scraping dirt from his Honda Cub's front wheel.
"Be at the Wells tonight, 1 a.m. It's gonna be another race for you, wonder boy! Oh, by the way, your Meyrin is there, too!" Mwu knew the name of the girl that he just mentioned had a powerful impact on his helper, judging from his dreamy looks.
Kira nodded and smiled. Tonight, I'm gonna be busy. Then, he continued his work on his Honda cub.
Simultaneously, back in Kira's head, he reflected…
That young girl just now has a crimson hair...just like her...but, she acts very much different from her...
Glossary:
Hai – yes (Japanese)
Stoppie – motorcycle trick in which the back wheel is lifted and the bike is ridden on the front wheel. It is also sometimes called a front wheelie.
People's Elbow – The Rock's fav finishing move.
Head-lock & arm-lock – another wrestling move
Mushi,mushi – hello, hello (Japanese)
Honda Super Cub - Honda's 1st motorcycle model, produced by Honda Motor Co. Ltd. Very popular in Japan and South East Asia countries
A/N: Please read and review! That's my first piece of work here. Sorry for any errors and any guidance are appreciated. I know my fiction is quite lame. Criticisms are welcomed too. Thank you:D