Things seemed to go pretty well from there on. Trowa was waiting for his next mission and life in the circus continued. Yua got to do her act when they got to arrived at their next destination that was located in North America. She did this together with her roomy, a young woman of twenty-three and a happy French young man of almost thirty. Those two hit it off pretty well, so well, the inevitable happened…
Knocking on the door, she waited patiently for it to open. Trowa looked surprised to see his friend standing there with her things. Giving him a guilty smile she explains, "They kicked me out. Something about needing privacy." She can't help but blush at the probable meaning of this. "Do you mind if I crash on the couch?" Stepping aside he gives the ok.
Throwing her bag in a corner she takes a seat, looking to see that he was watching the news. Another speculation about the assassination of Vice Foreign Minister Darlian. "I don't believe that the colonies were responsible. They had nothing to gain by his death. OZ on the other hand..." "Perfect excuse to expand their powers.", Trowa finishes, earning a nod.
Catherine walks in, giving a knowing look at the girl on the couch. "So it's finally happened huh?" "Yup." "Well, I guess you'll just have to stay here for a while. Perhaps we will have to do some trailer switching soon if they decide to live together." Suddenly she gets an evil glint in her eyes, freaking the hell out of Yua. "Since we don't have a performance tonight, let's have a girls night out. Go clubbing or something.", she says excitedly.
Yua looks at her skeptically. "You do know that I'm a minor right?" "I'm sure there's a place that we can sneak you into. You only need to look a little older." "Catherine, the town is crawling with soldiers.", Trowa warns. "No matter, we'll be fine. I'm sure Yua can handle them.", Catherine jokes. Nothing can sway her from her plans. Yua and Trowa give each other a knowing glance, knowing that Catherine was probably right, although she was unaware of it herself.
"I'll go find you some proper clothes.", muses Catherine as she darts for her room. Yua sighs, "This is a recipe for disaster." "You want me to go with you?", Trowa offers. "No boys allowed!", shouts Catherine. Yua smirks at this. "You heard her." Sitting back she sighs again. "I don't understand the point of clubbing. Just a waste of time and money if you ask me.", she says soft enough so it won't be overheard. "Have you actually gone out like that before?", Trowa asks curiously. "Hm, no actually. Fun wasn't in the vocabulary of the household I come from." Trowa rises an eyebrow at this, finding it hard to imagine this girl coming from a family that didn't know how to enjoy themselves considering her overall behavior. He knows he shouldn't jump to conclusions though. Her waters run deep and he only touched the surface.
Catherine appears in the doorway of her room looking frustrated. "Why do you have to be so short? I don't have anything your size." Yua gapes at her. "Rub it in why don't you?" Trowa can't help but chuckle. "I'll just ask Carol.", Catherine announces, ignoring the former comment. Soon she's out the door leaving a wide eyed Yua. "This is freaking scary. You've seen what Carol wears right? I hope she at least comes back with something that goes past my butt." Trowa shakes his head to try and control himself. To see them interact like this is good comedy in his book.
Catherine swings the door open once again, holding up an article of clothing. "It's going to be a close call.", Yua mutters, revering to butt exposure. "I have found some pumps to go with it.", Catherine says throwing the stuff at Yua. "Awesome.", she mutters sarcastically before retreating in Catherine's room.
She's hardly finished with getting dressed when Catherine attacks her with make-up and hairspray. "The horror!", Yua shouts dramatically. "Oh sush, did your mother never do this with you?" Yua can only stare at her companion placidly. A look of realization comes across their face. "Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.", Catherine apologizes. "It's fine. You couldn't have know."
Catherine finishes up in silence before kicking Yua out so she can get dressed. She swallows hard as she reveals herself. Feeling self-conscious, she pulls on the edge of her dress. It's more like a large shirt than anything though. White with sleeved to her elbows that hang loosely with no armpit construction, looking like it's too big, but she supposes that it's just fashion. She wouldn't know. The bottom gets tighter, wrapping around her bum and going to mid-thigh. The pumps are equally white and Yua says a silent thank you that she learned how to walk on them. Her hair hangs in waves over her shoulders. It's been a while since she last appeared this feminine if ever. Lately she dressed as such a tomboy and before that it was very conservative.
Trowa looks up from his computer, his mouth going agape. Yua looks at him warningly, daring him to say anything. He quickly closes his mouth, turning back to whatever he was doing. Catherine soon hooks her arm in hers. "Let's go!", she says excitedly. Yua hold up a hand. "First things first."
Walking to the cabinet she picks up a spare key. Putting the dull end in her hand, she makes a fist, making sure the rest of the key sticks out from between her pointer and middle finger. "What are you doing?", Catherine asks making Trowa look up. Yua hold her fist up threateningly. "Jab them in the eyes with this if they won't leave you alone.", she says before handing the key over to Catherine. Trowa shakes his head at her creativity.
Catherine looks at her strangely. "How do you come up with such things?", she asks shocked, but takes the key anyway, putting it in her pocket. Yua just shrugs. "Now, let's go already.", Catherine complains dragging her friend out. "Don't wait up Trowa!", she shouts before closing the door.
Later, Trowa wakes up from his light sleep as the girls stumble in. He cracks his eyes open from his spot on the couch. He wanted to wait there to make sure they came back in one piece. He glances at the clock to see it's three in the morning. Looking in the directions of the girls, he sits upright when he sees the bloody spots on the high heeled shoes in Yua's hands, who's knuckles are busted. Beside her stands a wide eyed Catherine.
Yua makes a beeline for the bathroom, her bare feet slapping on the linoleum. They jump as the door closes rather loudly. A 'Sorry' can be heard from the small room before the water turns on. The pumps laid discarded by the door. Trowa looks at Catherine for an explanation. She takes a seat across from him. "I lost sight of her for a moment and then this guy, he.. cornered me. He was really strong…", she whispers. "Things were starting to get bad and then she came… That look in her eyes… She saved me and then we just ran.", she finishes, gripping her heart. She purposely left out the details.
Seeing the state Catherine is in and the blood, he can only image what went on. After a few minutes, Yua steps outside. Unwilling to meet their eyes, she settles for the floor. She is surprised when arms are wrapped around her. "Thank you.", Catherine whispers in her ear. Yua looks up at her. "I'm sorry Catherine, for scaring you like that." Catherine gives her a small smile. "Let's just go to sleep and forget all about this, okay?" Yua only nods before watching Catherine turn around and retreat to her room.
Shuffling to the couch she sits herself down across from Trowa. "Are you hurt?" Yua shakes her head having already cleaned her knuckles. "I don't think we'll be going out again anytime soon. And I should probably keep a low profile while we stay here, I wouldn't be surprised if the cops were looking for me." After a moment Trowa speaks up, "You don't seem like the person to fight so inefficiently.", he says referring to her knuckles and the blood that was drawn. "I might have lost my cool for a moment. I'm not perfect you know.", she lashes out.
There is a moment of silence before Trowa breaks it. "I have to go tomorrow." Yua nods in understanding. "Does it concern the gathering of OZ elites in New Edwards?" He nods after a moment. "It's too much of an obvious target.", she warns him. "I know, but I'll have to take the chance." "If you say so." Trowa stands up. "Goodnight." Yua gives an odd wave, "Night." She hoped he would be alright as a bad feeling twisted her gut. Then again, he's a Gundam pilot. He probably knows what he's doing. Grabbing a blanket she curls up on the couch, soon falling asleep.
When she woke up the next morning, Trowa had already left much to the confusion of Catherine. Annoyed, Yua covered for him. She didn't want Catherine to panic. Talking about panic, they also kept to their promise not to mention the night before and just get started to prepare for their next show.
Yua is soon waiting in the coulisse for her part. The crowd is making decent noise, letting her know they were getting exited. She on the other hand was a bit bummed out. She saw Trowa fighting again on the news, along with others. According to the news, they were responsible for the death of peace loving Alliance members. Yua knew better than to believe that. They were tricked and used. This event was going to give OZ free reign and things would turn out for the worst as war was declared on the colonies. She was really going to give Trowa an 'I told you so' when he came back. Maybe..
Bored, she sneaked a peek out there, just for the hell of it, her eyes scanning the happy faces in the crowd. Suddenly she froze, her blood running cold. What was he doing here?! Isn't this place usually too low class for him? "Yua, we're up.", calls Jenny.
Alarmed, she looks around before making a dive towards the props. "What are you doing?", The older girl asks urgently. Finding what she was looking for, she covers her face with the pale mask. "Yua, you can't perform like that, you won't be able to see properly." "It'll be fine, trust me.", she says before walking out to meet the cheering crowd. Her colleagues recover quickly after seeing her, pretending that nothing's wrong.
Making her way up the ladders she tries not to look at the familiar face in the crowd. At first, the act goes pretty well. Having memorized the moves, Yua is not that concerned by her lack of sight. What does bother her is knowing that his eyes are on her. It nearly made her slip up, causing gasps to rise from the crowd. She didn't like what he was doing to her, she hated him for it.
Once they were done, her friends were getting ready to scold her and they would have succeeded if she didn't ran out before they had the chance. Catherine stared after her worriedly as she disappeared out of sight.