Hey Mina! Sorry I haven't been able to update! I've been in the middle of sats, volunteering, sports, orchestra, a job, school, college fairs….you name it. I just can't wait till junior year is OVER. But anyways, I just HAD to update this story. So because I left you in a cliffhanger we'll get right to it!
Usagi Hime: Well Heero?
Usagi Hime:… Heero?
Heero: Hn
Usagi Hime: say it!!!
Duo: Aw common He-man! I thought you were smarter than that… most people learn to talk when they're two.
Heero: Omae O Korosu
Duo: haha yea right.
(click)
Duo: heheh maybe not? AHHHHHHHH!!!!! (runs away)
Usagi: ugh once again, I don't own them.
Recall from Chapter 1
"It's good to see you all still alive. This mission is going to be most definitely your most important and dangerous of them all."
Each pilot became serious and listened intently to what the Doctor had to say.
"This will undoubtedly be your hardest task. Not only that but the first time you will have pursued it in such a way." Dr J smirked and began to hand out a folder to each of the bewildered pilots.
"For this mission you will be….."
End Chapter 1
"For this mission you will be….."
"Super powerful cowboys with HUGE rifles and X-ray vision cowboy hats!!" Duo butted in.
"Duooooo…." Wufei began pulling out his katana but J pulled him back down into his seat. J gave Duo a ' be serious or I'll let Heero and Wufei kill you glare' and the braided boy sat up right in his seat, completely motionless.
"Now, as I was saying. For this mission none of you will have no choice to accept or decline. That includes you Heero."
"But Heero's never declined a mission" Quatre added in puzzled.
"Ahh, but something tells me he would decline this one. Why don't you all follow me?"
Each of the pilots courteously followed the short scientist into another large room with a computer containing a screen of about 9' by 9'. All five pilots stood around the old man while he punched buttons and codes into the computer like there was no tomorrow. Finally the screen came to life as it displayed five colorful teenage girls.
"We're supposed to kill them? Weak onas???" Wufei crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. This was definitely not worth his time.
"If you had been patient Wufei you would understand that you will be doing just the opposite. Besides, any one of these girls could wipe you off your feet."
Duo was sent into howls of laughter. "Did ya hear that Wu-man?! An ona could beat YOU!"
Wufei lunged for Duo and it took Trowa, Quatre, and Heero to hold the infuriated Chinese boy in place.
"Stop shitting around!!!" J glared at the two, his face turning beet red.
Wufei clenched his fists and decided to ignore Duo…for the time being. Duo continued to smirk but then focused his attention on the five outrageously gorgeous girls in front of him.
"These five girls are the main reason for Oz's sudden silence. If Oz gets a hold of them permanently, they will have more power than any human or soldier could possibly think of. We're looking at the five most powerful humans of the universe at this very moment."
"What? They don't even look that mean or powerful! They just look incredibly HOTT!! Do we get to be body guards or sumtin?" Duo grinned devilishly, and his eyebrows raised as he sent his gesture towards J.
"Well that's part of it, you could say… but then again how on earth will we find the right Oz soldiers responsible for this at the same time?" Dr. J ignored Duo's boyish comment and continued.
"I have found an all-in-one solution for our problem that will give us the most direct affects. It however might be extremely hurtful to all of your egos. Follow me please."
The five pilots stopped dead in their tracks at Dr. J's last response.
"What do you mean by hurting our ego….?" Quatre asked nervously.
"I think it's better for you to see it first" Dr. J gave them an evil, jocular grin, and then turned to lead them into a new room.
The pilots slowly and cautiously followed the scientist into once again, another HUGE room. They were, however, surprised to find a few more people in the room. Five to be exact.
"I'm not sure if I'm liking this" Trowa mumbled into Quatre's ear. Quatre nodded and gulped his fear down his throat.
"Pilots, meet your, ahem, costume designers."
Suddenly all the lights flashed on and the five pilots were given a full view of five chairs, five beauticians, five hair-dye sets, five cases of make-up, five silicone sets of...boobs, several pairs of stilettos, five waxing kits, five school-girl uniforms….etc.
"O…SHIT!!" Duo yelped and ran for the door. He then found himself being stampeded by the other four pilots trying to beat him first on the way out. All doors shut automatically and the pilots stopped motionless in their place. In exception to Duo who had tried to crawl under the mechanic door but had gotten his braid stuck.
"I don't want fake tiiiittss" Duo cried out loud.
Wufei scratched, clawed and banged on the metal door, hoping to release hinges that it didn't have. Quatre glued himself flat to the door out and his face went pale. Trowa stood motionless, his eyes blank, his face blue. And as for the perfect soldier, he stood there, unable to take the deception, so he pulled out his famous gun.
He walked firmly over to Dr. J and for the first time, pointed the gun at his boss. "Omae O Korosu"
"Ahhh. I figured this would be my first time to receive that. Now Heero, why let such a minor distraction keep you from ending this war once and for all? This could be your very last mission if all goes well."
"MINOR?!" Duo squeaked loudly from the floor. "This is CATOSTROPHIC! J, HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?!?!?"
Dr. J chuckled at the braided boy's comment. "Think of it this way Duo. It'll bring you closer to these five gorgeous girls."
The room went silent until finally a great sigh was heard. "FINE. But can I at least be a AAA bra or something? I don't want huge watermelons bringing down my game."
"We'll see. Now get up so I can explain to you what's going on."
"That would be a problem…" Duo tugged on his hair but it wouldn't budge.
"I'll take care of that" Wufei grabbed his katana.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Duo screamed. Just before Wufei brought down his katana, Dr. J opened the door the slightest bit, enough for Duo to get away.
Duo bolted up and ran to J so he could quickly get away from Wufei.
The room once again became quiet as they all stared at J once again.
"Well Heero?" he raised an eyebrow, waiting for his perfect soldier to respond.
"Accepted."
"Good! Two down! How 'bout three more?" J looked back to the remaining three pilots.
Quatre's head went down in defeat but he slowly moved towards J. "I'll do it. Not that we had a choice anyways…"
Trowa soon followed but said nothing, his face was still blue.
"Wufei?" J walked over to the helpless Wufei who had once again began banging on the door. The Chinese boy didn't dare look back. He could never be forced to become something he had denied his whole life. He could never be weak.
"Wufei its just ONE mission"
"NO"
"You'll get to keep your hair color."
"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I AM BECOMING A WEAK ONA!!"
"I'll get you a brand new katana case of pure gold"
Wufei turned around and gave J a skeptical look. He glared at him hard and long. Minutes went by and his expression didn't change. J never once quit the staring contest and continued to challenge Wufei's silence. Wufei thought long and hard.
"As long as I get to keep my hair" he almost whimpered.
"Well done, now all of you come here"
Dr. J pulled out five folders each containing hundreds of papers. "Each of you will be the scout that I have assigned you to. Which also means that you cannot SWITCH. There will be a few minor changes to your body, however nothing will be 'horribly' painful."
"Scouts? Quatre asked confused.
"Yes. These girls are no ordinary humans. They are the Sailor Scouts that defend the universe. Each of them has specific supernatural powers."
"SWEEET. Do we get to share these powers?" Duo gleamed with a hint of happiness.
"No. These aren't powers I can just GIVE you. These girls are direct descendants of the Gods. Specifically: Jupiter, Mars, Venus, Mercury and of course, the Moon. They were born with these powers and contain them within their bodies."
Duo slumped slightly but continued to listen for his further directions.
J looked at the folders and began to hand them out to each of the pilots. Each pilot was afraid to find which girl they were going to be. Ten careful hands slowly and torturously opened five separate folders.
"Now, each of you choose a chair and we'll begin." J gestured his hands towards the beauticians.
Duo went over to Wufei and whispered in his ear. "Looks like your beautician has a special liking for you. Looks like you won't be a bad ona after all Wu-man." Wufei's face paled from the remark considering the fact that his beautician was a guy.
"GIVE ME YOUR BRAID!!!!!!!!" Wufei reached for his katana. And realized the case was empty. Wufei's face went pale. He turned to find Dr. J holding the katana carelessly, and laughing.
"Don't worry you won't be needing this while I go order the size for your 'new' case." With that Dr. J allowed himself out the door and closed it quickly behind him to avoid and last-minute change of minds.
"Here goes nothing.." Quatre slowly sat down in his chair and weakly smiled at his beautician.
"What's first?"
"Hair" she answered politely. And as soon as she finished her sentence metal straps clung to Quatre's limbs, enabling him to leave. Four other chairs followed the example simultaneously.
Soon the room became a hurried rush of cutting, dyeing, and putting on hair extensions. A few whimpers could be head from Duo's direction but besides that the room was nearly silent.
Next came the eyebrows, which wasn't the best of pleasant surprises. Immediately Wufei's voice rung throughout the room. "KETSUNOANA! Don't you dare touch me with those, those… WHATEVER THE HELL THEY ARE!" Shortly after his voice became muffled by what seemed like a rag.
(AN: KetsunoanaAsshole)
Next was the make-up. And all the pilots were groaning at this point. Wufei had found some way to scream through the rag the beautician had stuffed lightly in his mouth.
"MO WAY!!! 'UT 'IP GOSS ON 'E 'ND YOU DIE!!!"
Eye shadow was applied in a ray of assortments, and mascara was heavily applied. Eyelash curlers were probably used for over ten minutes and nails were quickly manicured and painted.
Finally the last step was left but it was the 'unmentioned' and unknown step. It would be, by far the worst task for the beauticians to accomplish.
Duo's beautician quickly brought out a disguised wax kit and tried as fast as she could to apply the wax to his leg.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMEBODY PLEASE!!! SHOOT MEEE!!!" He cried. He closed his eyes and tried to squirm his way out of the chair he had been strapped to.
'RIIIPP'
At the very sound ALL of the pilots began to squirm and muscle their way out of the bonds. They couldn't handle it.
"'ONT YOU 'ARE! AHHHHHH!!!" Wufei screamed furiously and almost tipped over his chair.
Heero desperately tried his hardest to grab his gun and then realized that J had taken it along with Wufei's katana. He swore to himself and made a note to kill the scientist later.
"Miss, is that really necessary? I mean I have blonde hair and all. Please? Spare me?" the beautician ignored him and began waxing his first leg. Quatre gulped and closed his eyes.
At this point Trowa had found some way to fall asleep. Anything to rid the pain and grief he was going through.
Finally, all the backs, chests, legs, arms, underarms, and faces had been waxed and there was only one place left.
Duo was just about to release his stress when he realized his beautician was not done. "Um where else is there left to do?" Suddenly Duo's chair began to split apart at the legs.
"I DON'T WANNA DIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!" and with that last thought Duo passed out.
Wufei began to witness the same thing and his eyes became bowling balls.
"NO 'UCKING 'AY IN 'ELL!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Wufei shook and shook but at this point his beautician had bolted his chair and it didn't budge. Wufei almost felt himself at the verge tears and watched as the last of the wax was applied and as he lost what felt like all of his manly ego.
Heero coughed violently, choking on the incredulous thought that Dr. J would ever do this to them. Perfect soldier or not there WAS a certain limit and this was WAY PAST IT.
"OMAE O KOROSU!!!" the scream from the perfect soldier startled the other pilots and the room became silent. Not once had the pilots heard Heero scream and it would be the first and only time as well. In the area next to him Heero heard Quatre pass out and heard Trowa awaken to a sad, sad, discovery.
Finally after the waxing was done and the clothes and silicone 'watermelons' were given to the pilots. Each of them was released from the hell of a room. It took them almost five minutes to walk out however and each hobbled out slowly, wincing with each step.
At the door they each looked up at each other each in disbelief. Duo eyed his fellow pilots up and down and smirked when he came to Heero.
"Damn, Heero not bad! You're Sailor……."
Hey Guys! Hope you liked this chap! Next should be up soon….I hope depends on my sched but yea. PLEASE REVIEW! And if you guys review I'll let you VOTE ON THE PAIRINGS. Hope you like it! Jan e!
