Angel Of Gundams
Writen By: Soda The Elf
~~~~~~Heero's AWESOME.Duo's HOT.Quatre's PEACEFUL.Trowa's MYSTERIOUS.Wufei's COOL.What do they all have in common??? THEY AREN'T MINE!I do NOT own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters...I just like to write about it. And I'll preach it from the cliffs that Relena stood on: "I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING!!!!!" ^.^ Thank you.Love, Peace, GUNDAMS!~~~~~~~~
Chapter One:Sweet Sixteen
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"So, Natsurai, what did you do in school today?"
"My teacher asked me what I want to be when I grow up."
"And what did you tell her?"
"I want to rule the world..."
"Hmm...someday...you will."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11 years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Happy birthday,Natsurai."Today was Natsurai's 16th birthday, and one of those rare times her father was home. He handed her a little envelope. "Open it up,hehheh.."
"Okay..." The girl brushed a little of her reddish brown hair out of her face and slowly opened the envelope to find an invitation inside. She read it aloud,"We, the administrators at DayBreak Academy, hereby invite Natsurai Maquso to come to our orientation to meet our professors and to pick out...her room???" A puzzled and yet excited expression crossed her face as she looked at her smiling father, "Does this mean...I can go!?"
"Yes. I think you deserve it. Besides, I want you to go to the best school possible... Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheat, I have to go...uh, Happy Birthday!" Her father got up from the table, patted Natsurai on the head, and was out the door just as fast.
"...I love you too..." Natsurai sighed as she blew out her candles. "I wonder where he goes! It's like he has a completely different family that more important somewhere else!" Angrily, she shoved the invitation back into its envelope and stood up. "He's probably hiding something..." Natsurai left the table, and stomped up to her room to pack her things.
~~~Meanwhile...~~~
"SIR! We're being attacked again! It's those new suits! Curse those Gundams!! What should we do sir!?"
Officers were running around everyone, voices were yelling, and there was a cloud of chaos in the air. The Gundams had really caused a commotion this time.
"Hmm...Dispatch-"
"Sir, one of the Gundams are retreating! I believe it's the one with the sycthe!...Now both of them have gone!"
"And none of the others are around?"
"No, sir."
"Hmm...We were lucky." Another officer, a woman, came into the room.
"So, Treize, Did Natsurai like her gift?"
"She was in awe. Just think how she'll react when I tell her about our operation."
Lady Une grinned, "Yes..."
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"DANGIT!!COME ON!!!"::Duo flicked switches, pressed buttons, and did everything in his knowledge to fix it, but his sycthe had surely croaked. Everytime he tried something new, all the sycthe did was spit out sparks."Aaaargh...It's dead..."
"I told you to bring the power down..."Heero stood with his arms folded acrossed his chest as he looked up at the determined, braided boy.
"I don't need your lip, Heero..."Duo climbed down from his Gundam, and pushed his way past Heero to his tool box. He throw is wrench back into the box, and spun around to look at Heero. "So what do you propose I do until I get this fixed?! Ride a HORSE up to Treize!? Set their suits on fire with a BLOW TORCH!?"
"Calm down..."
"How can I calm down?!"
"Get Howard to fix your suit."
"But that's on Earth!"
"So?..Go to a school..."
"Me...go to school? You are out of your mind."
"You should think about it. Maybe you'd learn some new words other than cursing at people all the time.." Heero uncrossed his arms, and walked out of the room. Duo watched him walk out of the room, and kicked his tool box.
"Yer an arse Heero..."Duo looked up at his dark, shadowy Gundam, and thought a moment. He realized he had been beat, and sighed. "I guess it wouldn't be for that long.."
Writen By: Soda The Elf
~~~~~~Heero's AWESOME.Duo's HOT.Quatre's PEACEFUL.Trowa's MYSTERIOUS.Wufei's COOL.What do they all have in common??? THEY AREN'T MINE!I do NOT own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters...I just like to write about it. And I'll preach it from the cliffs that Relena stood on: "I DO NOT OWN GUNDAM WING!!!!!" ^.^ Thank you.Love, Peace, GUNDAMS!~~~~~~~~
Chapter One:Sweet Sixteen
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"So, Natsurai, what did you do in school today?"
"My teacher asked me what I want to be when I grow up."
"And what did you tell her?"
"I want to rule the world..."
"Hmm...someday...you will."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11 years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Happy birthday,Natsurai."Today was Natsurai's 16th birthday, and one of those rare times her father was home. He handed her a little envelope. "Open it up,hehheh.."
"Okay..." The girl brushed a little of her reddish brown hair out of her face and slowly opened the envelope to find an invitation inside. She read it aloud,"We, the administrators at DayBreak Academy, hereby invite Natsurai Maquso to come to our orientation to meet our professors and to pick out...her room???" A puzzled and yet excited expression crossed her face as she looked at her smiling father, "Does this mean...I can go!?"
"Yes. I think you deserve it. Besides, I want you to go to the best school possible... Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheat, I have to go...uh, Happy Birthday!" Her father got up from the table, patted Natsurai on the head, and was out the door just as fast.
"...I love you too..." Natsurai sighed as she blew out her candles. "I wonder where he goes! It's like he has a completely different family that more important somewhere else!" Angrily, she shoved the invitation back into its envelope and stood up. "He's probably hiding something..." Natsurai left the table, and stomped up to her room to pack her things.
~~~Meanwhile...~~~
"SIR! We're being attacked again! It's those new suits! Curse those Gundams!! What should we do sir!?"
Officers were running around everyone, voices were yelling, and there was a cloud of chaos in the air. The Gundams had really caused a commotion this time.
"Hmm...Dispatch-"
"Sir, one of the Gundams are retreating! I believe it's the one with the sycthe!...Now both of them have gone!"
"And none of the others are around?"
"No, sir."
"Hmm...We were lucky." Another officer, a woman, came into the room.
"So, Treize, Did Natsurai like her gift?"
"She was in awe. Just think how she'll react when I tell her about our operation."
Lady Une grinned, "Yes..."
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"DANGIT!!COME ON!!!"::Duo flicked switches, pressed buttons, and did everything in his knowledge to fix it, but his sycthe had surely croaked. Everytime he tried something new, all the sycthe did was spit out sparks."Aaaargh...It's dead..."
"I told you to bring the power down..."Heero stood with his arms folded acrossed his chest as he looked up at the determined, braided boy.
"I don't need your lip, Heero..."Duo climbed down from his Gundam, and pushed his way past Heero to his tool box. He throw is wrench back into the box, and spun around to look at Heero. "So what do you propose I do until I get this fixed?! Ride a HORSE up to Treize!? Set their suits on fire with a BLOW TORCH!?"
"Calm down..."
"How can I calm down?!"
"Get Howard to fix your suit."
"But that's on Earth!"
"So?..Go to a school..."
"Me...go to school? You are out of your mind."
"You should think about it. Maybe you'd learn some new words other than cursing at people all the time.." Heero uncrossed his arms, and walked out of the room. Duo watched him walk out of the room, and kicked his tool box.
"Yer an arse Heero..."Duo looked up at his dark, shadowy Gundam, and thought a moment. He realized he had been beat, and sighed. "I guess it wouldn't be for that long.."