1 Gundam Wing: Children of the Revolution
Chapter Two
A few weeks passed by in this happy existence. There was no need for the gundams in those peaceful few weeks. It was, however, the calm before the storm. The Alliance had hired several renowned bounty hunters to hunt down and capture the gundam pilots in secret. The gundam pilots were blissfully unaware of this, as the bounty hunters searched the colonies. While their enemies were hiring bounty hunters, the gundam pilots were learning geometry.
"As you all probably know, there will be an inservice day on Monday. There will be no need to come to school unless, of course, your name is on this list of those with detention. I would also recommend that these people come to the optional cram school tomorrow, which is Friday."
Duo leaned back in his seat and groaned. "This is gonna be so boring."
"The people will be…Jai, Fluta…"
"Dammit."
"Maxwell, Duo."
"I knew it."
"And Wade Okuda."
"Oh NO!" Fluta and Duo moaned simultaneously.
At the house.
Duo flopped down on his bed and turned on the radio. "Oh, man, I can't believe I have to spend a day with Wade-the-pansy." Wufei glared at Duo and turned off the radio. Duo rolled over and turned it back on. Wufei turned it off. Duo turned it on. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. On.
Nahana stepped in the doorway. "What is wrong with you two????" It kept turning on and off. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. On. "KEEP IT OFF!!!!!" Nahana yelled. Duo and Wufei looked up, guilt written all over their faces. Duo looked terrified of Nahana, who was fuming in the doorway. "Eeep!" he eeped, and sat up straight. Wufei lost his scared expression in a moment. "Woman. Why should I listen to you?" In one bound Nahana was over the bed and holding a dagger to his throat. Wufei froze. "Because I said so."
"Bye Nahana!" Duo smiled and ran out the door, "See ya!"
As Duo hurried away from his room, he heard something from the girls' room across the hall, the empty one. He peered in, and saw Fluta sitting on the empty floor with her eyes closed. She was singing. Duo frowned, confused. Sheesh. I didn't know she could sing! He listened for a moment. She sounds really...pretty. He nodded appreciatively. Fluta was singing arias on each vowel, and going higher with each one. She was singing softly, so no one could hear her. A corner of Duo's mouth turned up in a wry smile. Who would have thought? He turned and continued down the stairs. Heero was on his way up the stairs. He glared at Duo, out of habit. Duo raised his eyebrows and lifted his hands. "Hey, I didn't do nothin'!" Heero shook his head then continued up the stairs. He got to his room, and walked in. By now Wufei had gotten out his katana and had overpowered Nahana, who had only her little knife. She was backed into a corner and managing to knock the long blade of the katana away from herself. Heero took a deep, calming breath, then walked over to the angry pair. He knocked the katana away with a bare hand and grabbed Nahana's wrist firmly. Nahana grunted and twisted her arm away. She held the dagger in front of her for a moment, then slid it into the side of her boot. Heero shook his head. Kami-sama... Wufei glared at Nahana angrily, then sheathed his katana. "I'll get you next time, woman." He growled, then left to go to his own room. Heero looked at Nahana. Nahana stood there, unwavering. "Are you saying 'Okay, Nahana, time to leave now?' because if you are, you're going to have to be a little more obvious about it."
Heero looked puzzled. "Why?"
"Hel-lo! Because I'm a blond." Nahana said sarcastically, fingering her feathery short ice-blond hair.
"What does that have to do with it?" Heero asked simply.
Nahana waved her hand in frustration. "Because blonds are supposed to be dumb."
"Why?"
Nahana sighed, "They just are, Heero. Ask Fluta."
"I don't understand."
Nahana sighed and sat down on a bed. "I don't either. All I know is I'm a klutz."
Heero looked startled. "You are?"
"Yeah. If I didn't have so much adrenaline in my blood just now I would have stabbed my leg." Nahana got up. "Anyway, I can't cook, either. So ask Fluta. She's the chef."
"I didn't know that." Heero said, a little sadly.
Nahana looked at him. She touched his shoulder comfortingly. "You'll have to get to know her all over again, I guess. But she knows you, so it'll take less than a year for her to open up. That's how long it took for her to talk to me."
Heero looked at Nahana, stunned. "A year?"
"Yeah." She patted his shoulder and left the room.
* * *
Next day, 6:00 a.m.
"You going to cram?" Fluta said, pulling on her beat-up sneakers. She straightened the sleeves of her "I'm with stupid" T-shirt. Heero frowned at her question.
"No."
"Good. Me neither. I'm going to work on Gundam."
Heero nodded. "Okay."
Fluta groaned. "Do you know how fecking hard it is to repair a thermal energy weapon, especially when it's funny shaped? Mine got a nick in it from traveling. Well, it's a very big nick, anyway..."
Heero let a rare smile escape his lips. "Yeah. Otherwise you'd say..."
"Screw it. Yeah." Fluta smiled.
"Hey, uh," Heero nodded to her shirt, "nice shirt. It'd work if you were standing next to Duo."
Fluta shook her head. "No...he's not stupid...he just doesn't do all that he can do...or know he can. No one is ever really stupid...At least, no one I've met yet."
"Oh, there are. Those who cross us are stupid."
Fluta laughed, and slapped hands with Heero. They walked out of the house and caught a bus to the abandoned warehouse where the gundams were. They walked in and went to their gundams. Fluta was working diligently with a wrench at tightening the bolts on her thermal energy weapon. She strained to turn it around once more. Her face contorted in concentration until suddenly, the wrench slipped off and went falling to the ground. Her hand, having been depending on the wrench as support, slipped and hit heavily on the metal.
"Itai!" she yelped and rubbed her hand. "Damn it..."
Heero climbed over with the wrench in his hands and helped tighten the bolt.
Fluta smiled. "Thanks, Heero."
* * *
Saturday, 6:00 p.m.
"Hey, guys, you want to take a walk?" Quatre asked Heero and Wufei. Wufei crossed his arms. "I suppose."
Heero shrugged, "If you want to." They started down the stairs. Wufei stopped to get his katana. Quatre shook his head. "Why does he want a weapon? We're only going on a walk. Not to war."
Heero nodded, "But you never know." He reached over to the bureau and picked up a gun. (Now what in the hell was a loaded gun doing on the bureau and not down Heero's pants? -.o) (Anyway.) Heero checked the magazine. Full. Good. He stuck it in the back of his shorts. (Spandex, of course.) (Psycho Spandex Boy.) Nahana strolled in.
"Oh, so that's where you keep your gun." Nahana changed the subject as she saw Heero beginning to say something. "Where are you going?"
"A walk. You can come." Heero said flatly.
"You sound so thrilled." Nahana said in the exact same tone. "You think we'll need a gun?"
"You never know."
"Very true." Trowa spoke up from the doorway. "One can never tell if danger is coming."
"Unless it's women's intuition," said a voice from the stairs. Nahana counted to ten.
"No need to see who that comment came from, huh Wufei?" She said sarcastically. "Fluta? Wanna come on a walk?"
"Sure." Fluta strolled in.
"Where's Duo?" Heero asked.
"I don't know!" Fluta replied, bewildered, "I haven't seen him. Why ask me?"
"You two seem the type to be friends. All live for the moment, eat junk food, that kind of stuff." Nahana said, shrugging her shoulders. Quatre spoke up, "Um, are we ever going to go on this stupid walk, or just stand here and talk about it?"
Heero looked at Fluta, who poked Nahana. Nahana looked at the two with an air of if she were chastising two-year-olds. "What is your problem, you two???" She turned in the general direction of the rest of the house and let out a yell that could rival Chewbacca in a bad mood. "DUO!!!!"
An irritated reply came from the back yard. "WHAT?"
"WE'RE GOING FOR A WALK! ARE YOU COMING???"
"SURE, FINE, WHATEVER!" Duo came walking in covering his ears. "Damn. You're louder than Relena."
"Thank you." Nahana said haughtily. "Now are we going?"
* * *
As they were walking down the halls of the Embassy, Quatre tried to remember the types of columns from ancient Greece so that he could identify the types of columns that were lining the halls. When they started down another hallway, they got about thirty feet down the hallway when a group of ten figures turned down the other end of the hallway and started towards them. A girl in front of them lifted her head defiantly.
"Well, it seems I've finally found you!" she cried out in a ringing voice.
Chapter Two
A few weeks passed by in this happy existence. There was no need for the gundams in those peaceful few weeks. It was, however, the calm before the storm. The Alliance had hired several renowned bounty hunters to hunt down and capture the gundam pilots in secret. The gundam pilots were blissfully unaware of this, as the bounty hunters searched the colonies. While their enemies were hiring bounty hunters, the gundam pilots were learning geometry.
"As you all probably know, there will be an inservice day on Monday. There will be no need to come to school unless, of course, your name is on this list of those with detention. I would also recommend that these people come to the optional cram school tomorrow, which is Friday."
Duo leaned back in his seat and groaned. "This is gonna be so boring."
"The people will be…Jai, Fluta…"
"Dammit."
"Maxwell, Duo."
"I knew it."
"And Wade Okuda."
"Oh NO!" Fluta and Duo moaned simultaneously.
At the house.
Duo flopped down on his bed and turned on the radio. "Oh, man, I can't believe I have to spend a day with Wade-the-pansy." Wufei glared at Duo and turned off the radio. Duo rolled over and turned it back on. Wufei turned it off. Duo turned it on. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. On.
Nahana stepped in the doorway. "What is wrong with you two????" It kept turning on and off. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. On. "KEEP IT OFF!!!!!" Nahana yelled. Duo and Wufei looked up, guilt written all over their faces. Duo looked terrified of Nahana, who was fuming in the doorway. "Eeep!" he eeped, and sat up straight. Wufei lost his scared expression in a moment. "Woman. Why should I listen to you?" In one bound Nahana was over the bed and holding a dagger to his throat. Wufei froze. "Because I said so."
"Bye Nahana!" Duo smiled and ran out the door, "See ya!"
As Duo hurried away from his room, he heard something from the girls' room across the hall, the empty one. He peered in, and saw Fluta sitting on the empty floor with her eyes closed. She was singing. Duo frowned, confused. Sheesh. I didn't know she could sing! He listened for a moment. She sounds really...pretty. He nodded appreciatively. Fluta was singing arias on each vowel, and going higher with each one. She was singing softly, so no one could hear her. A corner of Duo's mouth turned up in a wry smile. Who would have thought? He turned and continued down the stairs. Heero was on his way up the stairs. He glared at Duo, out of habit. Duo raised his eyebrows and lifted his hands. "Hey, I didn't do nothin'!" Heero shook his head then continued up the stairs. He got to his room, and walked in. By now Wufei had gotten out his katana and had overpowered Nahana, who had only her little knife. She was backed into a corner and managing to knock the long blade of the katana away from herself. Heero took a deep, calming breath, then walked over to the angry pair. He knocked the katana away with a bare hand and grabbed Nahana's wrist firmly. Nahana grunted and twisted her arm away. She held the dagger in front of her for a moment, then slid it into the side of her boot. Heero shook his head. Kami-sama... Wufei glared at Nahana angrily, then sheathed his katana. "I'll get you next time, woman." He growled, then left to go to his own room. Heero looked at Nahana. Nahana stood there, unwavering. "Are you saying 'Okay, Nahana, time to leave now?' because if you are, you're going to have to be a little more obvious about it."
Heero looked puzzled. "Why?"
"Hel-lo! Because I'm a blond." Nahana said sarcastically, fingering her feathery short ice-blond hair.
"What does that have to do with it?" Heero asked simply.
Nahana waved her hand in frustration. "Because blonds are supposed to be dumb."
"Why?"
Nahana sighed, "They just are, Heero. Ask Fluta."
"I don't understand."
Nahana sighed and sat down on a bed. "I don't either. All I know is I'm a klutz."
Heero looked startled. "You are?"
"Yeah. If I didn't have so much adrenaline in my blood just now I would have stabbed my leg." Nahana got up. "Anyway, I can't cook, either. So ask Fluta. She's the chef."
"I didn't know that." Heero said, a little sadly.
Nahana looked at him. She touched his shoulder comfortingly. "You'll have to get to know her all over again, I guess. But she knows you, so it'll take less than a year for her to open up. That's how long it took for her to talk to me."
Heero looked at Nahana, stunned. "A year?"
"Yeah." She patted his shoulder and left the room.
* * *
Next day, 6:00 a.m.
"You going to cram?" Fluta said, pulling on her beat-up sneakers. She straightened the sleeves of her "I'm with stupid" T-shirt. Heero frowned at her question.
"No."
"Good. Me neither. I'm going to work on Gundam."
Heero nodded. "Okay."
Fluta groaned. "Do you know how fecking hard it is to repair a thermal energy weapon, especially when it's funny shaped? Mine got a nick in it from traveling. Well, it's a very big nick, anyway..."
Heero let a rare smile escape his lips. "Yeah. Otherwise you'd say..."
"Screw it. Yeah." Fluta smiled.
"Hey, uh," Heero nodded to her shirt, "nice shirt. It'd work if you were standing next to Duo."
Fluta shook her head. "No...he's not stupid...he just doesn't do all that he can do...or know he can. No one is ever really stupid...At least, no one I've met yet."
"Oh, there are. Those who cross us are stupid."
Fluta laughed, and slapped hands with Heero. They walked out of the house and caught a bus to the abandoned warehouse where the gundams were. They walked in and went to their gundams. Fluta was working diligently with a wrench at tightening the bolts on her thermal energy weapon. She strained to turn it around once more. Her face contorted in concentration until suddenly, the wrench slipped off and went falling to the ground. Her hand, having been depending on the wrench as support, slipped and hit heavily on the metal.
"Itai!" she yelped and rubbed her hand. "Damn it..."
Heero climbed over with the wrench in his hands and helped tighten the bolt.
Fluta smiled. "Thanks, Heero."
* * *
Saturday, 6:00 p.m.
"Hey, guys, you want to take a walk?" Quatre asked Heero and Wufei. Wufei crossed his arms. "I suppose."
Heero shrugged, "If you want to." They started down the stairs. Wufei stopped to get his katana. Quatre shook his head. "Why does he want a weapon? We're only going on a walk. Not to war."
Heero nodded, "But you never know." He reached over to the bureau and picked up a gun. (Now what in the hell was a loaded gun doing on the bureau and not down Heero's pants? -.o) (Anyway.) Heero checked the magazine. Full. Good. He stuck it in the back of his shorts. (Spandex, of course.) (Psycho Spandex Boy.) Nahana strolled in.
"Oh, so that's where you keep your gun." Nahana changed the subject as she saw Heero beginning to say something. "Where are you going?"
"A walk. You can come." Heero said flatly.
"You sound so thrilled." Nahana said in the exact same tone. "You think we'll need a gun?"
"You never know."
"Very true." Trowa spoke up from the doorway. "One can never tell if danger is coming."
"Unless it's women's intuition," said a voice from the stairs. Nahana counted to ten.
"No need to see who that comment came from, huh Wufei?" She said sarcastically. "Fluta? Wanna come on a walk?"
"Sure." Fluta strolled in.
"Where's Duo?" Heero asked.
"I don't know!" Fluta replied, bewildered, "I haven't seen him. Why ask me?"
"You two seem the type to be friends. All live for the moment, eat junk food, that kind of stuff." Nahana said, shrugging her shoulders. Quatre spoke up, "Um, are we ever going to go on this stupid walk, or just stand here and talk about it?"
Heero looked at Fluta, who poked Nahana. Nahana looked at the two with an air of if she were chastising two-year-olds. "What is your problem, you two???" She turned in the general direction of the rest of the house and let out a yell that could rival Chewbacca in a bad mood. "DUO!!!!"
An irritated reply came from the back yard. "WHAT?"
"WE'RE GOING FOR A WALK! ARE YOU COMING???"
"SURE, FINE, WHATEVER!" Duo came walking in covering his ears. "Damn. You're louder than Relena."
"Thank you." Nahana said haughtily. "Now are we going?"
* * *
As they were walking down the halls of the Embassy, Quatre tried to remember the types of columns from ancient Greece so that he could identify the types of columns that were lining the halls. When they started down another hallway, they got about thirty feet down the hallway when a group of ten figures turned down the other end of the hallway and started towards them. A girl in front of them lifted her head defiantly.
"Well, it seems I've finally found you!" she cried out in a ringing voice.
