Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or any characters.
Takashi was just about to marry Haruhi when he was rudely awakened from his dream by an alarm. They were out of hyperspace now and entering the second district.
There was a gentle knock at the door. Takashi sat up in bed as Kimika entered, "I'm sorry, did I wake you?" She said softly.
It took Takashi a moment to remember that he wasn't still in his dream. Kimika looked so much like her mother, only her eye color was different.
Takashi made a dismissive gesture with his hand, realizing Kimika was still staring at him with those eyes so similar to her father's.
As Takashi began to stand up Kimika turned bright red and ran back out the door. He slept naked.
Glancing down at his naked torso, Takashi realized his error too late.
When Takashi was dressed he exited his cabin to find Kimika standing outside the room. "The Red-Headed Devils want to see you," she said without actually looking at him, rosiness still in her cheeks.
"Ah." Takashi said, taking a few steps he paused and turned to Kimika, "Sorry." He nodded slightly towards the cabin.
Kimika began blushing again. "Oh, well, I shouldn't have barged in." She then headed off down the hallway, expecting Takashi to follow.
When he didn't, she turned around to face him; Takashi was standing very still as if he was listening very carefully to something.
The blush disappeared and a concerned look appeared on Kimika's face. "Takashi, what is it?"
Her question was answered by the metallic groan of their ship accompanied by a shrill alarm, over the din the pair could hear the panicked voice of one of the Red Headed Devils, "Better get up here quick Takashi, we're under attack."
"No, I'll head to the port gun turret instead. Who wants to get the starboard gun turret?" Takashi was already running down the corridor as he said this.
"I will!" Kimika panted, keeping pace with him down the corridor despite her shorter legs.
The two of them split up at the next intersection and within a minute they were strapped in, helmets on, and targeting the enemy ships.
Judging by the colors of the ships, they appeared to be coalition fighters, unmanned and piloted from a different location, which meant there would be no stopping the onslaught without destroying the control ship.
Everytime Takashi took a drone out so did Kimika. "Kimika, have you had weapons training?" One of the Red-Headed Devils asked over the ship's intercom.
"Some," Kimika shrugged, "father was adamant about self defense." As she said this another droid exploded into a fiery ball.
"At least Kyoya had some good qualities." Takashi murmured as he made another drone explode.
The battle raged on, waves upon waves of drones were destroyed with no end in sight, "This is getting us no where! We have to find the control ship that will shut this all down!" Kimika shouted in frustration.
"There's an anomaly circling that moon. We'll start Trickster moving towards it. If we can get close enough we should be able to break through their cloaking." The Red-Headed Devils said excitedly as the ship gave a lurch towards the seventh planet and one of it's moons.
"Perfect." Kimika said, eyes narrowed and focused on the horizon, Takashi on the other side did the same.
The two of them continued to shoot down drones as they waited for the mother ship to get in range.
Then it appeared, cloaked to blend with the endless space behind it, Takashi was the first to notice a slight atmospheric change on the horizon. "There!" He said.
"It's in my sights!" Kimika shouted as she fired at the ship's delicate external propulsion system. Everyone in the Trickster held their breath as they waited for the hit to land.
Seconds tick by so slowly that they seemed like minutes, then the cloaking devise fell, followed by a chain of small explosions until all the droids halted suspended in space.
Cheers rang out from everyone as the enemy ship grew dark and lifeless. "Should we board it?" Kimika asked as she pulled herself out of the gun turret.
"Hell yeah we should board it!" The twins cheered in unison, "We've been trying to board a coalition ship for years!"
"Someone needs to stay with Trickster. We can't all go over there. I volunteer." Kimika said quite practically.
"Fine with us!" The twins jeered already donning their space suits.
Kimika just rolled her eyes as she prepared the shuttle for the men.
The twins jumped into the shuttle like a pair of eager children, Takashi halted in the doorway to the shuttle. "Be safe," he said patting her on the head and ruffling her hair.
"Don't worry; go see if you can find anything useful there. The exact location of my Godparents would be useful." Kimika said right before she helped him pull the shuttle door shut. Then she turned and exited the hanger bay.
The shuttle moved slowly through the former battle field now nothing but a sea of droids listlessly floating through space. Takashi was glad he wasn't forced to take any more lives.
It took them about twenty minutes to cross the distance between Trickster and the enemy ship. They didn't want to use up to much fuel.
They docked on the enemy ship, and with lasers poised, stepped out of the shuttle.
The hanger bay of the enemy ship was lit only be emergency generators. "I'm not finding any signs of life or oxygen on my scanners." One of the Red-Headed Devils said.
"Better keep our suits on, if that's the case." The second of the Red-Headed Devils replied.
"Well, duh." The first of the Red-Headed Devils said.
"Don't talk back to your older brother!" The second red-head devil snapped.
"I don't care if you're the older one physically. I'm older mentally. Who had higher grades in school?" The first red-headed devil said in a quite innocent tone.
The second Red-Headed Devil opened his mouth to reply, but apparently couldn't think of something clever. "Shut up," he mumbled stalking away, his laser at the ready as his brother followed cackling madly.
Takashi just sighed and used his chin to flip to a private channel. "Kimika, anything unusual on the sensors? I've got a bad feeling in my gut."
"No, nothing... Wait... I think there's something, I can't read its biological signs it may be dead... Wait, it's definitely moving." Kimika said through the radio as Mori's grip tightened on the laser gun.
Flipping channels Takashi spoke to the Red-Headed Devils. "Let me take point. Follow me." Takashi flipped channels again as they opened the door out of the hanger. "Kimika, how far away is it?"
"Port side of you, less than 3 feet... It's picking up speed! It's running away!" Kimika shouted.
Takashi started off running as he flipped to the Red-Headed Devils' channel. "Somethings here! Follow me and eyes open!"
Takashi crashed through computer rooms that housed the 'brains' that controlled thousands of droids now silent and dimly lit by the backup generator lights; Takashi paused scanning the room, gesturing for the Red-Headed Devils to follow him.
"It's in the next room!" Kimika shouted as Takashi and the twins reached a door.
Without warning the door burst open, white billowing smoke issued forth blocking their view momentarily, Takashi steadied his laser gun, preparing for the worst when the smoke cleared he was shocked to see Kyoya standing there. But it wasn't him... "Holy hell!" Shouted one of The Red-Headed Devils, "It's an android! One from the past century!"
The Kyoya-Android stared at them silently for a moment before speaking. "Why did you destroy my ship? It was my friend."
The Red-Headed Devils shared a look before laughing doubled over and clutching their sides. "Did that Kyoya-bot..." Said the first twin, "Call the ship his 'friend?" The second twin said with laughter induced tears in his eyes.
The Kyoya-Android frowned. "Who is this Kyoya-bot? I know only of a Kyoya Ohtori, not a Kyoya-bot. I am Yoshian and I am the controller. I repeat, why did you kill my ship? What did she do to you?"
"It's a she," the Red-Headed Devils sniggered. Takashi ignored them and stepped forward, addressing Yoshian, "You were attacking us." He stated plainly.
"I was? That can't be right. I'm supposed to attack pirates and outlaws. According to my records the three of you are heirs to two of the most important families in the Galactic Coalition." Yoshian said in a confused tone. "You're what!" Kimika yelled.
The Red-Headed Devils shrugged in unison "I guess it slipped our minds, we're the heirs to the Hitachiin Family of District 6," the first twin admitted. "We kind of ran away to be pirates when we were 16, we thought it'd be fun," admitted the second twin.
"And what's your explanation Takashi?" There was a strong current of anger mixed with hurt in Kimika's voice.
"I'm the oldest son of the House of Morinozuka in District 2." He said plainly.
"THE House of Morinozuka? The cousin house of the House of Haninozuka? The wealthiest and most influential family in the history of humankind! The Houses that are headed by the great Yasuchika and Satoshi? The most important weapon inventors of the century!"
"Yeah." Takashi said simply.
"Why! You! I otta…" Kimika began sputtering unintelligibly so Takashi put her on audio mute. He had other things to worry about, like this Kyoya-android named Yoshian.
"I get it that you're programmed to chase outlaws and pirates, but WHO made you and why in the image of Kyoya of all people." One of the Red-Headed devils posed to Yoshian.
Yoshian tilted his head curiously at them, "I was originally built over a hundred years ago. When I was about twenty years old my master, Kyoya Ohtori, had me reskinned so I looked like him. Then he gave me to his wife as a wedding present. About twenty years ago she sold me to the Galactic Coalition because of something to do with her husband. That's why I'm here. Now, can we get my ship repaired? She's not completely dead, I'm sure I can bring her back up if I have help."
Takashi fumbled, "Haruhi..." "Wait!" One of the twins interrupted, "You were a gift from Kyoya to his wife in the image of himself? How vane can you get." He scoffed.
Yoshian ignored the Red-Headed Devils and focused in on Takashi. "Haruhi? Yes, that was her name. Did you know her? You look to be the same age as the young mistress and she was only three when Haruhi passed away. How could you have known her?"
It was times like these Takashi regretted being a man of little words, "I-" the screech of the radio being forced off mute hit their ears "what's going on over there! Haven't you heard my warnings? That ship is falling apart you all need to get out of there NOW!" Kimika shouted.
Takashi didn't say a thing. He grabbed Yoshian's arm and pulled him back towards the shuttle. The Red-Headed Devils were right in front of them. The shuttle left the enemy hanger bay just as the enemy ship began to come apart at the seams.
"My ship..." Yoshian said sadly watching his ship explode in a million glittering pieces.
Kimika's voice echoed through the shuttle. "I'm sorry about your ship Yoshian. I have a question though, was your ship a replacement for Haruhi?"
Yoshian nodded slowly, "My mistress, Haruhi," he said the name reverently "she sent me away, when her husband, my maker, sent her to Earth New York. It's my belief that Kyoya was seeking information from me and so to protect me my mistress sent me away and I in return, for love, kept her secrets in this ship. So yes, the ship in short was a replacement, it was my purpose, as Haruhi had been before it." He drew quiet after that watching the growing darkness where his ship had been.
"Yoshian," Kimika's voice was very soft and hesitant, "would you serve Haruhi's daughter as well as you served Haruhi?"
Yoshian turned from the window, silhouetted by the growing darkness, "If I could find Kimika I would serve her with my life."
Kimika's voice was no longer hesitant, it rang with authority. "Then come to the cockpit when you board the Trickster Yoshian and you shall have your wish."
After navigating back through the dead droid field, they docked with the trickster. When they entered the cockpit Kimika was waiting, her posture reminiscent of royalty. "Mistress..." Yoshian kneeled at her feet.
Takashi watched a glimmer of pain flash through Kimika's silver eyes as she gazed upon a face so similar to her father's. As soon as it passed she spoke, "Rise Yoshian, you may serve me, but you are not my slave. Now," Kimika's eyes grew misty, "could you join me in my cabin and tell me about my mother?"
Yoshian rose to his feet, "Of course," Kimika gestured for him to follow and proceeded to lead him to the corridor at the rear of the cockpit.
As soon as Kimika and Yoshian were gone one of the Red-Headed Devils clapped his hands sharply, "Well, that was odd, but we need to get out of here before someone comes looking for the now silent mother ship."
"You're right," the second Red-Headed Devil concurred, taking a seat at the control panels, "We should set a course for 3rd district..."
Takashi left the twins to their work and headed for the common room. There he made himself a cup of hot tea as he tried to sort out his growing feelings for Kimika. What he was feeling for her wasn't right; she was a hundred years younger than him and the daughter of his ex-fiancée and worst enemy. He couldn't let them sway his actions.
For now he need to focus on clearing The Red-Headed Devils', Kimika's, and his name. Then, and only then could he could pick up the pieces of his crumbled life.
And so the Trickster continued on it's journey to District 12, now with five passengers instead of four.
Author's Notes: And it's gets more complicated! I had the first line and it alternates from there. The robot Kyoya was ALL nicluvly's idea. I was going for something from outside the ship attacking them, but she went the other direction and I love how it turned out, I hope you do also. :) Remember, we're making this up one tiny section at a time...
Thoughts from the Other Author: Muhahaha, and the plot thickens. Thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed, internet cookies for all of you.