"The likes of you..."
(Gravitation x Gundam Wing Fic.)
^_^ Hello, this is Pierce Morgan writing. I know that there have been many of my predecessors that have wanted to continue on with some Gravitation cross Gundam wing fic, and have thus only made only a chapter or two. I promise to be different. ^-^
I made a promise to myself as well- to make this at least five chapters, or die.
I, of course, opted for the "make at least five chapters" part of the promise.
So, I guess that this would be it for introductions, and I leave you all with the standard disclaimers- No part of Gravitation is mine, I just like the character, that's all. The same goes for Gundam Wing Characters.
Now, on with the first chapter of this new fic that I'd like to call...
"The likes of you..."
"Touma, you're going to be late! Remember the meeting that you have with the rest of the producers today at eight? Hurry up!"
A groggy Touma Seguchi woke up to the voice of his wife, Mika, who at the present moment was slightly yelling at him. No wonder, last night, he came in late, got a couple glasses of sherry down his throat, and walked to his bed to try to get some sleep. Some things that he couldn't understand was why Eiri didn't feel anything for himself. Sure, he was married, but then again, this was an arranged marriage... something that neither Mika nor himself ever really wanted. That is why they slept in separate beds... were somewhat distant... why Mika understood Touma's feelings.
By now, Mika was screaming at the top of her lungs from downstairs to try to get him up.
"I'm coming, I'm coming..."
Some time later, there was Touma Seguchi, downstairs, already eating his breakfast.
"Touma, you came in late yesterday, didn't you?"
"Yeah... I had some things to take care of."
"At around what time did you get here?"
"Oh... I'd say... about two thirty or so in the morning..."
Mika stood there, watching her husband that had recently took a liking to working late, as well as having some things to take care of. This was something that was like himself, but then again, working his life like this was not something that she completely expected of himself.
"Touma, why not take a short vacation, or something? You know, working on and on like this isn't healthy for you."
Touma took a bite of the sausage laced omelet, as well as a sip of coffee, and thus said
"That might be good... just where could I go?"
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"Come on, Quatre, we need to go over with the professor and talk about some of the tactics that we might have to use in the other room. He said that he came up with something that he wants us to see."
"I'm coming! I just need to finish with this..." Said Prince Quatre Rabera Winner, the blond Arabian with the cerulean blue depth colored eyes. After putting the finishing touches on good old Sandrock, he quickly went over towards where Duo was at. The black clothed, long haired, braided brunet was waiting at the door, ready to leave. The violet eyes looked over towards the blond that was in front of him. "It's about time... I hope that the guy isn't bored after waiting for us."
"Oh, come on. Now, let's go. What does he want us to see...?"
A little while later, they were a large room, containing many of the dolls that were used in combat (mainly the white Taurus...) along with many other things that were of the professor's invention.
"Prof. Schneider, yo." Was the casual greeting of Duo.
"Hello... professor. What is it that you wanted with us...?"
"Oh, hello you two. Actually, I called in everyone else, and I guess that only three of the five responded."
"Who's the third one?" queried Quatre
They didn't need an answer when it showed up.
"Me."
"W-Wufei!"
"I just think that it is an injustice that only the three of us are here, while the others are just scampering around, not doing anything."
"Well, looks that it'll be only you three, then."
"Ok, then start... I've been waiting as much as I can already."
Schneider looked over at the three guys... Gundam pilots with a lot of experience, skill, and if proven right, then one of them might be the one that might stop what happened in the past.
"Ok, enough talk on your part, Wufei. Now, let me start. Here, let me start with the basics. What would you guys do for going back in time to correct something that you wish never ever happened?"
Duo was the first to respond. "To have been able to act more like the shinigami that I am?"
"I don't know... learn more of the mystical arts?"
"Yeah... I know what I'd do.. I'd stop whatever got this thing rolling in the first place. I mean, the enmity between the earth and the colonies..."
"There is where I wanted to go to, Quatre," said the tall, chestnut haired professor.
"What do you mean?"
"I've created something that has enabled the process of going back through time. Now don't laugh, but the thing is that only one of you could go. Now that I see that only Quatre was the one thinking about that, then I guess that I'll leave it up to him."
The three young guys looked at the professor open mouthed.
"What!? Nani!? Naze!?"
"Sou yo. I want Quatre to go since that is what he had in mind. Now, Quatre, if it is alright with you, please... go and do what you have wanted to do with the past. Change history."
The young blond was quite disturbed by the facts... a thing that can make him go back in time? Was there really such a thing...?
"I mean... I would... but only if it really existed..."
"It does! Here... let's go into the other room, and see the machine itself..."
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"Oi, Shuuichi, think that Touma's a bit on the rough side today?" asked a very worried Suguru Fujisaki. True, they were rivals in the music industry, but then again, he WAS his cousin, so it wasn't wrong to worry about him.
"Come to think of it, yeah... Seguchi san has been out of it lately. Sakano san, think that you know what's bugging him?"
Sakano san, the one that was the best producer for NG, was also quite stumped.
"Sorry. Although I'd usually know anything about what he's worried about, I still can't figure what's been eating away at him for the past couple of days."
"Well, let's see... think, that we should give him a surprise party for all the hard work that he's been putting into NG? I mean, he hasn't stopped working for a long time, you know. I bet that this is wearing him down. He needs to loosen up a bit," suggested Hiro.
"Hey, that's not such a bad idea!" cried out the long haired blond manager. For once, he was wearing his suit for the day... but then again, that still doesn't mean that he didn't have his magnum... it was quite neatly hidden under the coat.
"Yeah... I guess that we can do the preparations tomorrow when we get back ne? I think that we all want to go back home right about now. Ne, minna san?" chided in Suguru.
"Agreed!" cried out the others... except Sakano san, who at the present moment was just worrying about the costs as well as what the shacho would say...
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"I guess that this means that from the five of us, only you're the one going out there, ne? Good luck." Was the whisper of one of the five Gundam Pilots... a really shallow whisper that basically, no one heard except the speaker himself.
"Ok, this is the last time that you'll see any one of us... I've created this small device so that you can contact us when you're ready to come back. Ok?"
"Ok... I guess that this means good bye, ne? Heero, Trowa... Wu-Fei, Duo..."
"Hope you k now what you're doing, Quatre."
"I just don't like this.. and who knows? I might change history."
"Yoshi! Let's get you going, Quatre..." said the professor...
Quatre was already within the machine, which had many contraptions, as well as other lights, gadgets, and wires. The only thing that made it different from any other things were the chromium linings, and the glass window at the front. Aside from that, it would be what one thought of as anything that could be a time machine (a/n yet this one looks more like a capsule type thing more than anything, but you can use your imagination too!).
"Good-bye..."
Quatre closed his eyes, and then felt the exhilarating experience that he knew had to be himself being transported back in time. Opening his eyes in the long while, he saw sparingly lines of greens, blues, violets, pinks, reds... and then a white light...
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"CRAP!" yelled out the good professor.
"What happened?"
"Did anyone of you change the dates on this machine?"
*Gulp*
"Did... ANY one of you change the dates on this machine."
"..." silence...
"I didn't" was the simple reply of Duo.
"I wouldn't even dare." Said a slightly worried Trowa. (and when I say slightly, I mean it, SLIGHTLY)
"I think that this is an injustice, thinking that I would be the perpetrator of such an unseemly act of stupidity... "
"..."
It was then that the good old professor found that Heero was not saying anything.. for a change...
"Heero."
"..."
"Damn it...Heero, what did you do?" The Onix black eyes of the Chinese pilot threatening something that was akin to death, even though he didn't personally care that much about the blond... it was the act that was an injustice, and thus, was not an act that he liked...
"Nothing." He then walked off from the room, and left. Duo tried to catch up to him a couple of moments later, and found that he was no where to be seen. "Ano baka..."
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^-^ There we go, this is something that I know might be a bit awkward, but this is the thing that came up from the back of my mind....
And I think that this is good for a start...ne?
^-^ Please, Minna san, read and review...
~*Pierce Morgan*~
(Gravitation x Gundam Wing Fic.)
^_^ Hello, this is Pierce Morgan writing. I know that there have been many of my predecessors that have wanted to continue on with some Gravitation cross Gundam wing fic, and have thus only made only a chapter or two. I promise to be different. ^-^
I made a promise to myself as well- to make this at least five chapters, or die.
I, of course, opted for the "make at least five chapters" part of the promise.
So, I guess that this would be it for introductions, and I leave you all with the standard disclaimers- No part of Gravitation is mine, I just like the character, that's all. The same goes for Gundam Wing Characters.
Now, on with the first chapter of this new fic that I'd like to call...
"The likes of you..."
"Touma, you're going to be late! Remember the meeting that you have with the rest of the producers today at eight? Hurry up!"
A groggy Touma Seguchi woke up to the voice of his wife, Mika, who at the present moment was slightly yelling at him. No wonder, last night, he came in late, got a couple glasses of sherry down his throat, and walked to his bed to try to get some sleep. Some things that he couldn't understand was why Eiri didn't feel anything for himself. Sure, he was married, but then again, this was an arranged marriage... something that neither Mika nor himself ever really wanted. That is why they slept in separate beds... were somewhat distant... why Mika understood Touma's feelings.
By now, Mika was screaming at the top of her lungs from downstairs to try to get him up.
"I'm coming, I'm coming..."
Some time later, there was Touma Seguchi, downstairs, already eating his breakfast.
"Touma, you came in late yesterday, didn't you?"
"Yeah... I had some things to take care of."
"At around what time did you get here?"
"Oh... I'd say... about two thirty or so in the morning..."
Mika stood there, watching her husband that had recently took a liking to working late, as well as having some things to take care of. This was something that was like himself, but then again, working his life like this was not something that she completely expected of himself.
"Touma, why not take a short vacation, or something? You know, working on and on like this isn't healthy for you."
Touma took a bite of the sausage laced omelet, as well as a sip of coffee, and thus said
"That might be good... just where could I go?"
************************************************************************
"Come on, Quatre, we need to go over with the professor and talk about some of the tactics that we might have to use in the other room. He said that he came up with something that he wants us to see."
"I'm coming! I just need to finish with this..." Said Prince Quatre Rabera Winner, the blond Arabian with the cerulean blue depth colored eyes. After putting the finishing touches on good old Sandrock, he quickly went over towards where Duo was at. The black clothed, long haired, braided brunet was waiting at the door, ready to leave. The violet eyes looked over towards the blond that was in front of him. "It's about time... I hope that the guy isn't bored after waiting for us."
"Oh, come on. Now, let's go. What does he want us to see...?"
A little while later, they were a large room, containing many of the dolls that were used in combat (mainly the white Taurus...) along with many other things that were of the professor's invention.
"Prof. Schneider, yo." Was the casual greeting of Duo.
"Hello... professor. What is it that you wanted with us...?"
"Oh, hello you two. Actually, I called in everyone else, and I guess that only three of the five responded."
"Who's the third one?" queried Quatre
They didn't need an answer when it showed up.
"Me."
"W-Wufei!"
"I just think that it is an injustice that only the three of us are here, while the others are just scampering around, not doing anything."
"Well, looks that it'll be only you three, then."
"Ok, then start... I've been waiting as much as I can already."
Schneider looked over at the three guys... Gundam pilots with a lot of experience, skill, and if proven right, then one of them might be the one that might stop what happened in the past.
"Ok, enough talk on your part, Wufei. Now, let me start. Here, let me start with the basics. What would you guys do for going back in time to correct something that you wish never ever happened?"
Duo was the first to respond. "To have been able to act more like the shinigami that I am?"
"I don't know... learn more of the mystical arts?"
"Yeah... I know what I'd do.. I'd stop whatever got this thing rolling in the first place. I mean, the enmity between the earth and the colonies..."
"There is where I wanted to go to, Quatre," said the tall, chestnut haired professor.
"What do you mean?"
"I've created something that has enabled the process of going back through time. Now don't laugh, but the thing is that only one of you could go. Now that I see that only Quatre was the one thinking about that, then I guess that I'll leave it up to him."
The three young guys looked at the professor open mouthed.
"What!? Nani!? Naze!?"
"Sou yo. I want Quatre to go since that is what he had in mind. Now, Quatre, if it is alright with you, please... go and do what you have wanted to do with the past. Change history."
The young blond was quite disturbed by the facts... a thing that can make him go back in time? Was there really such a thing...?
"I mean... I would... but only if it really existed..."
"It does! Here... let's go into the other room, and see the machine itself..."
************************************************************************
"Oi, Shuuichi, think that Touma's a bit on the rough side today?" asked a very worried Suguru Fujisaki. True, they were rivals in the music industry, but then again, he WAS his cousin, so it wasn't wrong to worry about him.
"Come to think of it, yeah... Seguchi san has been out of it lately. Sakano san, think that you know what's bugging him?"
Sakano san, the one that was the best producer for NG, was also quite stumped.
"Sorry. Although I'd usually know anything about what he's worried about, I still can't figure what's been eating away at him for the past couple of days."
"Well, let's see... think, that we should give him a surprise party for all the hard work that he's been putting into NG? I mean, he hasn't stopped working for a long time, you know. I bet that this is wearing him down. He needs to loosen up a bit," suggested Hiro.
"Hey, that's not such a bad idea!" cried out the long haired blond manager. For once, he was wearing his suit for the day... but then again, that still doesn't mean that he didn't have his magnum... it was quite neatly hidden under the coat.
"Yeah... I guess that we can do the preparations tomorrow when we get back ne? I think that we all want to go back home right about now. Ne, minna san?" chided in Suguru.
"Agreed!" cried out the others... except Sakano san, who at the present moment was just worrying about the costs as well as what the shacho would say...
************************************************************************
"I guess that this means that from the five of us, only you're the one going out there, ne? Good luck." Was the whisper of one of the five Gundam Pilots... a really shallow whisper that basically, no one heard except the speaker himself.
"Ok, this is the last time that you'll see any one of us... I've created this small device so that you can contact us when you're ready to come back. Ok?"
"Ok... I guess that this means good bye, ne? Heero, Trowa... Wu-Fei, Duo..."
"Hope you k now what you're doing, Quatre."
"I just don't like this.. and who knows? I might change history."
"Yoshi! Let's get you going, Quatre..." said the professor...
Quatre was already within the machine, which had many contraptions, as well as other lights, gadgets, and wires. The only thing that made it different from any other things were the chromium linings, and the glass window at the front. Aside from that, it would be what one thought of as anything that could be a time machine (a/n yet this one looks more like a capsule type thing more than anything, but you can use your imagination too!).
"Good-bye..."
Quatre closed his eyes, and then felt the exhilarating experience that he knew had to be himself being transported back in time. Opening his eyes in the long while, he saw sparingly lines of greens, blues, violets, pinks, reds... and then a white light...
************************************************************************
"CRAP!" yelled out the good professor.
"What happened?"
"Did anyone of you change the dates on this machine?"
*Gulp*
"Did... ANY one of you change the dates on this machine."
"..." silence...
"I didn't" was the simple reply of Duo.
"I wouldn't even dare." Said a slightly worried Trowa. (and when I say slightly, I mean it, SLIGHTLY)
"I think that this is an injustice, thinking that I would be the perpetrator of such an unseemly act of stupidity... "
"..."
It was then that the good old professor found that Heero was not saying anything.. for a change...
"Heero."
"..."
"Damn it...Heero, what did you do?" The Onix black eyes of the Chinese pilot threatening something that was akin to death, even though he didn't personally care that much about the blond... it was the act that was an injustice, and thus, was not an act that he liked...
"Nothing." He then walked off from the room, and left. Duo tried to catch up to him a couple of moments later, and found that he was no where to be seen. "Ano baka..."
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^-^ There we go, this is something that I know might be a bit awkward, but this is the thing that came up from the back of my mind....
And I think that this is good for a start...ne?
^-^ Please, Minna san, read and review...
~*Pierce Morgan*~