To all the nice ppl who reads my fics… I'm sorry but I lack a sense of humor. Maybe I do, it just won't show in Gundam Wing… only in Digimon… but here's a break from the usual five! Midii and Trowa… *sighs contentedly* …what could be better? On with this!
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The Last One Left
Part I
There will be another war and Trowa can feel it. He knows it and he was getting ready. He was fixing some last minute things on Heavyarms Custom one night when he heard a noise outside. It sounded like cans falling over. Probably a cat, he thought. But then he heard footsteps. He took the gun from his pants and cautiously walked to the hangar's door. It stood six feet from the ground. Instinct told him someone will appear and he pointed his gun to where a figure stood. He knew both of them were only silhouettes to each other.
"What do you want?" he demanded. The other figure jumped back a little.
"I mean no harm," a voice answered.
It's a girl,
he thought. Could it be Relena? he wondered, but banished the thought quickly."I didn't ask you that," he said. What do you want?" he asked again, harder this time.
"I'm looking for someone," she answered. "I remember his name being 'Nanashi'."
Nanashi?
Trowa asked himself. "Who are you?" he asked in a stone-cold voice."Do you know where he is?"
"I might. What do you have to do with him?"
There was a pause, then the girl cleared her throat and answered, "I want to see him. And I want to ask him something."
"What's your name?"
"First you have to put away the gun."
A spy,
Trowa thought. Only a spy could assume that much when two silhouettes are talking to each other. He was sure there was no glint of the gun."Why should I?" he asked, pulling back the hammer.
"I want to be alive when I see him…" Her voice trailed off. She was going to say something else. He heard her gulp loudly. "My name's Midii Une."
Trowa almost dropped the gun in surprise. "Midii?" he repeated.
Midii ran into the warehouse, eager to see the other person.
"Stop right there," Trowa ordered, ready to pull the trigger. Midii stopped immediately. She knew that the other speaker was Nansahi.
"Nanashi?" she asked in desperation.
"He's dead."
Midii's heart broke into a million pieces when he heard him say just those two words.
"No… He can't die. He's the perfect soldier," she said out loud, trying to convince herself and block out all the thoughts starting to swim in her head. She wanted him to keep on talking so that she could concentrate on one thing and not go crazy with all the what ifs and buts on her head.
But he didn't say anything. She could still feel the gun pointing at her and dared not to provoke the other. But she couldn't' take it anymore! She has come all this way from the L5 colony to see Nanashi. And now he's not here!
"Damn it! Say something!" she demanded.
"You're at the wrong place, in the wrong time," he answered and she heard the gun's safety hatch click back.
Hope flickered somewhere within her. "So he's not dead?" she asked in almost a whisper.
"I'm not sure," he answered. "I haven't heard from him in a long time."
The little flicker of hope inside Midii burned alive and she could jump in joy if she could, but instead she let out a sigh. It wasn't meant to indicate anything she was feeling, but it came out as a sigh of relief, with a shaky sound.
"You can leave now," the other told her. He turned to walk away.
"Do you have any idea where I can find him?" she asked.
"No. Now leave." His voice got harder by the moment. Midii knows she should leave already, but she pressed on.
"Do you have any idea where I could stay?"
Trowa became impatient and got his gun ready again. "No. Now as I said before, leave!"
Thud.
It was as dull as someone falling to the floor. Trowa walked over to where he last saw the figure. He found her lying on the ground unconscious.From fatigue,
he thought.Something in his mind whispered that he should keep her until time permits.
Midii had come all the way from the L5 colony to L3 to find Nanashi. Whatever it is—instinct or intuition—it told her to go there. Instinct was a major asset when applied to her job, spying. At first she spied for the Alliance; that's when she met Nanashi. Over time, OZ started to take over and she went on to them. She was a double agent for a while. She knew it was a dangerous job, but she went on until she decided to work for OZ because they were winning.
OZ found out about her double agent scheme and decided to rid of her. She hid but the Alliance found her and decided she should die. She escaped, but good luck wasn't much because her family was murdered in trying to find her.
Yes, it was a massacre, she thought. That's why she was an emotional wreck right now. She will get revenge, and it will be sweet, victorious, so satisfying it will be all right if she died at the next moment
She has done enough damage on some of the OZ bases, but it can't compare to the ones the Gundams have. They always make the news while she has just done little things, like rigging the mother computers at each base so no passwords will be accepted. It causes a bit of a stir, but it calms down later on.
She thought constantly about her family. That's when she remembered Nanashi. He was the only one who seemed to understand. He even said they were the same, although she didn't understand what it meant before. Maybe he still does, so now she'll look for him. She started with the L5 colony, contacting every rebel group she could. None of them knew anyone named Nanashi. Then it hit her that he could only be in the L3 colony.
How she came to that conclusion, she forgot. It was that unexplainable thing that comes to you once in a lifetime and you know you've made the right decision if you follow it. So now she's here, lying in bed, unconscious.
A bed, at the Alliance prison quarters. Then somewhere at the back of her head, she heard voices saying wake up.
Duo had been stuck in the warehouse's sidehouse, bored to death at doing nothing. He wanted to go out, but he couldn't. He'll probably get caught and he'll have no way out of the colony. Bringing out Deathscythe Hell will cause an OZ chase with him and there is no way he'll risk that. He decided to visit that girl Trowa had brought in last night. He came into the room, quiet as a shadow, never losing that thieving quality he has.
He came beside her bed and looked her over. She had blond, wavy hair and she looked skinny, but well built for a girl. It might be fun to talk to her, and interview her perhaps, so he did.
"Hey," he said in a whisper. "Wake up. Come on, wake up." His voice got louder, until he reached his normal voice. "Wake up, you! I'm bored to death and I need someone to talk to. You're a nice person, aren't you? Hey, wake up!"
Her eyes slowly opened and she saw Duo.
"Hi, there," Duo said. He expected her to scream, sit up and slap him—a typical greeting by a girl who has been woken up by an unknown boy.
"Where am I?" she asked sitting up, and swinging her feet to the side of the bed.
Duo was stumped for a moment or two, but regained his composure.
"The L3 colony," he answered.
"Where, exactly?" she asked again.
"A run-down warehouse. Trowa brought you in last night."
With an alert mind like hers, she remembered right away that she fainted inside a warehouse while talking to a boy. She was talking to Nanashi. But this boy said he was Trowa.
"Trowa?" she repeated. The boy nodded. "That's his name?" He nodded again.
"Duo Maxwell," he introduced himself before she asked. He extended his hand for a handshake. "I may run and hide, but I never lie. That's me in a nutshell."
The girl nodded, shaking his hand. "May name's Midii Une." Then she let go. Duo looked like he was going to ask something, but decided against it.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
She thought for a moment. It was a stupid reason that she was here, and he'll probably laugh at her if she said it. "I'm looking for someone," she answered.
"Who?"
"N—Nanashi."
"Nanashi? Never heard of him," Duo said. "Any idea where he might be?"
Midii shook her head. "No. But I think Trowa knows."
"Oh—"
There was a loud gunfire suddenly heard, and the two instantly dropped to the floor.
"OZ soldiers!" muttered Duo.
"Oh, no," Midii whispered. "They found me."
"What?" Duo exclaimed. He made a dash for the door, with Midii close at his heels. "Come on! This way!"
he motioned, running to the inside of the warehouse.
When they went in, Midii saw the five intimidating figures of the Gundams.
"Gundams!" Midii exclaimed. "What are they doing here?"
"Later!" Duo answered. He climbed to Deathscythe Hell fast and yelled down to Midii. "Get outta here! Use Trowa's motorcycle!"
Midii looked around frantically, stopping on the mentioned vehicle, a good 50 feet away. She found him sitting there already, revving it up, doing a U-turn and reaching out his hand to her. Time slowed down as both Midii and Trowa had a sense of déja vu during each passing moment. In slow motion, he grabbed her hand; at the same time she flung herself to the back of the motorcycle and put her arms on his waist.
"I'm going to jump off and you'll take over!" Trowa shouted through the gunshots, noise and all the other Gundams taking off. Midii only nodded, and was caught in surprise when Trowa unexpectedly jumped off the next instant, leaving the bike heading for the door, but leaning to one side. She grabbed the handle and went straight out into the street.
Trowa landed hard on the floor but he didn't mind. He got in Heavyarms and flew off, leaving the OZ soldiers and their mobile suits at his heels.
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All right, I'll cut it off here because if I don't, it'll get too long. Comments and stuff (NO FLAMES!!) go to