DISCLAIMER: You've heard this a million times before. I don't own anything. Not Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon and or other stuff like that there. Nya! I also thank you for all the wonderful reviews even though I find this fic to be far to cliché for my liking. In fact in my opinion I think this is probably some of my worst work.
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Sean made himself comfortable in the spare bedroom of his friends friend's house. Thankful that he had somewhere to stay. An apartment was leased, but it would not be ready for another week. It would be easier for him to see Ami in the mean time.
Most of his things he kept in his suitcase. Like his gun. The people he was staying with might not be thrilled with the idea of his carrying a fire arm. Even though he was still signed on as an Preventor. Unofficially now.
A knock sounded at the bedroom door and Usagi poked her head in the door. "Hey. Is everything okay here?" She checked in on his to see if everything was okay with the room. She found him to be very quiet. Kind of like Ami. She couldn't help but think that both Sean or Greg would be a good match for Ami.
"Everything is good. Thank you for your hospitality." He nodded his head at her. He watched as her expression brightened ten fold. Beaming at him for such a monotonous answer.
He didn't think there was anyone who could be more charismatic than Quatre. Maybe she was a relative of his.
True, he was putting effort to show emotion while he was staying here. Not wanting to alienate himself from these people who were kind enough to take him in. They accepted him without even knowing him. "I'd like to pay you for letting me stay here."
"Not gonna happen, Sean." She grinned at him. "You're a friend of Ami's. Couldn't possibly charge you." She finally walked inside the room and stood nervously with her hands behind her back.
"Then at least allow me to take you and everyone out to dinner. As payment." He offered again. Though he guessed he succeeded this time. As a large grin overcame her face.
Usagi never passed up free food, she thought as with a grin. "It's a deal." She shook hands with him. "I hope you have a large enough bank account."
He didn't quiet get the joke, but he didn't have a large bank account. After the war, Quatre graced him and the others with a credit card and free rein to his personal back account. The young billionaire was not likely to go bankrupt anytime soon.
It would have been easier for him to just hack into the database of a nearby bank and create himself a dummy account with enough to live off of. But Quatre had to go and do things the difficult way. While he was thinking about it, he needed to get himself some transportation and start looking for a job.
Actually, some of that he could do now if he wanted to. That is to say if he didn't get lost in the process. "I'm going out for a while." He told Usagi before grabbing his jacket and making for the door.
"Okay." She opened the door for him. "Ami said she might call later so you two can arrange a 'get together.'" She winked at him. Putting emphasis on that last bit. He gave her half a glare. "I'll tell you if she calls."
"Thanks." He walked out the door and down the street. Hoping that this was the right direction. He had a general idea of the layout of the city. But that didn't tend to mean much. Duo had really seemed to rub off on him.
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Greg drove down the street in his old blue jalopy of a car. It seemed like every time he went anywhere he had to will the car to not break down and get him there. 3 out of 5 times it didn't work. But hey, that's what happens when you don't have any money. At least he had a car. He smirked.
It looked decent enough. I just didn't drive well. Where he saw that Sean didn't have a car. Living at a friends house. He already had his own place. He would call Ami later. Maybe take her out somewhere nice. He had an advantage over Sean at the moment, he had to use it.
He was so busy scheming against Sean that he forgot to will his car back to the apartment. And it decided to stall out on him. "Damn. Come on! Start!" He told it as he turned the key. It tired but failed. "Come on! Coooome oooooonn. . ." He tried again. Nothing. "Damn."
Putting it in neutral, he stepped out of the car and tried to push it onto the side of the road. Tried and was doing a poor job of it. Only getting it over there after someone else helped him. He needed to go the gym more, he noted to himself.
Great. What now? He looked about him. Across the street was a Car Dealership. Was God trying to tell him something or what? He sat on the hood, propping his head up with one arm. Pondering his next move.
Looking at all the cars he could never afford, he blinked when he saw someone he recognized. Sean was walking through the parking lot with one of the sales representatives. He studied him for a moment. Remembering how Ami's other friends all went ga-ga over the guy. "Okay, so he has looks." He shrugged.
Sean and the Sales Rep walked through the parking lot. The Rep pointed out various cars while Sean seemed to pay no mind to him. They paused near a lime green colored Beetle. They walked around it and stopped at a red convertible with electronic hood. "Okay, so he has money." He snorted.
The Rep pulled out some papers and sat them on the hood at which Sean began to skim through them. Pointing out certain things. The Rep began to fidget for some odd reason under Sean's gaze. He pulled off his jacket where he was wearing a green tank top. Revealing some of his more defined muscles. "Okay, so maybe I couldn't beat him in a fight." He sighed and hung his head lower.
Sean looked at the engine, calling over the Rep and pointing things out to him. At which point the Rep began to fidget even more. He closed the hood and Sean took the papers. Tearing out two or three of them. He signed some of them and handed them back to the Rep.
Walking past the car, he hoped onto a new looking Motorcycle, starting it up easily. He drove out of the dealership right past Greg without even realizing it. Heading back down the road where he was staying. Greg let his head drop from his hand. "I'm doomed. . ."
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Sean drove around the streets. Getting a feeling for what he hoped would be his new permanent residence. It had been so long ago since he had actually been here. Tokyo Japan. He was thankful that it was sparred from the war. L1 would always be his home, but this was still nice.
His new name Sean, or old name, depending on how you looked at it, was coming in hand already. Helping to throw his friends off his track should they try tracking him down or calling him asking him to return. Although he questioned weather he should have kept the last name of Yuy. But he kept it because he was still Yuy also. And he never really had a name before.
Stopping at a red light, he looked about the nice neighborhood. Well, somewhat nice he supposed. He'd heard many rumors about monsters or some such periodically attacking the city and the people. But that was most likely just urban legend or some street gangs. And a group of crime fighting girls in mini skirts? Riiiiiiiight.
His thoughts were interrupted when the light turned green. He continued down the road when he spotted a familiar person walking in the same direction he drove. He pulled up next to them. "Ami!" He called out over the roar of the motorcycle.
"Sean!" Ami turned around to see Sean pull next the curb on a motorcycle. He turned it off to hear her better. "What are you doing?"
"Just picking up my ride." He looked around himself cautiously before giving he a small smile. He noticed her outfit. A casual business shirt outfit and skirt. Light blue. She must have an appointment or perhaps going to or from work. "Can I get you somewhere?" He handed her a helmet.
She smiled at him and took the helmet. Pulling it on, she climbed on the bike behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Lunch. There's a coffee shop that has really good food just down the road. My treat."
"Hn." He grunted and pulled away from the curb into the busy traffic. She pointed to him the said coffee shop just a few blocks further from where he picked her up. He pulled into the parking area in front of it and parked his bike.
Sitting down inside the diner near the window, Sean glanced at the menu not really caring what he got. He used this lunch as a chance to talk to her a little more privately about what had happened between them both over the past five years.
They both ordered a tuna melt and something to drink. After the waitress walked away, he smiled at her. Content that no one he might know would see him smiling. "So, what have you been doing these past five years?" He asked.
Ami grinned at him. "Other than school and preparing for college, I am also Sailor Mercury of the Sailor Senshi, where I fight evil monsters and protect the Earth from the evil Negaverse." She told him. Knowing that he would never believe her for a second.
He nodded his head knowingly. "Of course. I wonder why I didn't see it." He spoke evenly. She looked at him wonderingly as if he might have actually believed her. The food arrived and after a bite of his sandwich and grinned back at her. "And I suppose I'm currently living with the Princess of the Moon?"
Ami sweat dropped. Thinking that she might not want to get carried away in the discussion. "So, what about you? What have you been doing all this time?" After the war had ended she had been frightened that he might have died. But during the Marimeia incident she knew that he still continued to fight.
"After the war, and the Marimeia incident, I joined the Preventors. After the war there were still a lot of Factions that held onto the belief that war was necessary for their own freedom and ideals." He answered her. They both finished their meals with little else to say on the discussion.
"So who was that other guy that you met on the train? Greg, wasn't it?" He asked trying to sound uninterested. When in fact he was. If this guy was after Ami's affections, he might have to go through him first. Not just any guy could date her if he had anything to do with it.
Ami smiled slightly at him. Knowing that Sean very well knew his name. If she didn't know any better, she might have detected a small amount of jealousy in his voice. "He's an old friend. I met him a while after I moved here to Tokyo."
Nodding his head, he found the answer to be decent enough. Still, he would have to do a background check on this Greg guy later tonight on his lap top. Just to make sure. One couldn't be too careful.
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Meanwhile, outside the coffee shop, Greg had been walking back to his apartment where he walked past the shop across the street and saw the two having lunch. He felt his heart sink to his stomach. Damn. He was already losing to him.
They appeared to just be finishing up. Ami left the diner. She didn't kiss him goodbye, which meant he still had a chance. He thought with a smile. All was not lost. Yet. But it seemed that they were fast becoming closer than friends.
Perhaps he could dig up some dirt and grime on this Sean guy. Get Ami's attention away from him. Prove to her how much she cared about her. There was no way he was going to lose this battle.
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Back at the Preventors building in Europe.
Duo hurried about the building in blind panic. While most of the Preventors employee's watched Duo's antics with amusement, three Gundam pilots could only shake their head sadly. They knew Heero and Duo were close friends. But this was ridiculous.
"Duo, calm down. I'm sure Heero will contact us eventually and tell us that he is safe. Just give him a little time to himself. You know he never took a vacation the whole time he stayed here." Quatre followed the radically moving Duo around the office. Trying to talk sense into him.
"We should leave him alone. Besides, if he really has gone underground, there is no chance of finding him anyway." Trowa spoke in agreement with Quatre. WuFei said nothing but just leaned again the wall.
"You don't understand! Something has to be wrong! Why would he just leave without telling us why or how to get a hold of his so we can hang out and do all that stuff that annoys him?! Why?!" Duo ran to the computer on his desk. Littered with papers as he searched the colonies for any trace of his signature.
"Maybe to get away from you? Baka Maxwell." WuFei spoke mostly to himself. Yuy had not even been gone for a week and Duo was already acting as if he'd been missing for years when an insanely large problem had came up that threatened all life.
"You don't know Heero like I do!" Duo told them. Which cause the other three pilots to all roll their eyes at him. "He's probably all alone! And scared! And LOST! He's always lost! He told me so himself!" He got up from his desk again and made a run for the door. "Don't worry little buddy! I'll save you!"
Quatre and Trowa both dropped their heads with a sweat drop. There was no stopping Duo now. And both had the same thought going through their heads. 'Poor Heero.'
WuFei groaned in humiliation. Running a hand over his face, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper with Heero's address. He had given it to him and him alone. In case an actual emergency did occur. He could get in contact with him.
He didn't know what Yuy's definition of an emergency was. But having an eccentric Duo following you around the Earth and colonies was an emergency in his book. Perhaps an unscheduled vacation to Japan was in order. . .
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So people, what do you think? Should I continue? And does anyone know Greg's last name? I cant remember it. And I couldn't find it either on the net. If anyone knows please do tell me. R&R and tell me please!