No words to say.
Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical...let us not linger over the sad subject any longer
Chapter 9, The chapter's name I do not know yet, but I will get by the time I finish typing this chapter...:
Troy looked at Gabriella. The gash on his head was just covered up and he was still feeling a little bit tired from all the running. He found Gabriella's figure running over to him. She appeared very frightened on her face. Gabriella gave him the thin piece of paper. Troy looked at her before at the paper. His reaction was resembling Gabriella's. Eyes widened and mouth slightly open.
"This is the Hong Kong Flag!" Gabriella nodded vigorously.
Th plane did a sudden turn ,tilting to the left side. Gabriella lost her balance and fell over onto Troy. He caught her just in time before she fell to the ground. The flight once again came to a aligned travel. Gabriella plopped onto the sofa next to Troy.
"I hope we are not too late..." she said as she eased her head on Troy's shoulder. Troy reached for her hair and twisted his fingers in it. He gently stroked her hair, somewhat pulling her into somnolence.
"Yeah, me too". Troy readjusted his position to make more comfortable for both of them.
"Our flight has been redirected to Hong Kong." the captain confirmed over intercom.
Soon enough, Gabriella and Troy were overwhelmed by sleepiness that they had to really struggle to stay awake. Neither of them couldn't go to sleep, now in the hard times that they were going through. Gabriella was the first to get up leaving a disappointed blank space on Troy's lap. She went in to the bathroom to wash her face.
Five minutes later Gabriella came out of the bathroom with a new fresh face. She walked to her bag and pulled out the laptop the FBI had given Troy and her to share.
"Let's do some research" she suggested and set the laptop on Troy. He nodded at her and started the machine. Gabriella was once again next to him watching the computer. It started up giving Troy and Gabriella the desktop. After opening up a search engine Troy typed in "Hong Kong" in the bar. He pressed enter and instantly the screen went white and results came up. Troy clicked on the first result. To right of the screen was a twinned picture of the one that fell out of Carlos' pocket.
"At least we know that we are now going to the right place" Troy stated. Gabriella simply nodded and smiled. She stared the page sucking up words as she read.
"Go down, please". Troy looked at her stunned. He had barely gotten past the third sentence of the first paragraph. She looked back at him and smiled. "Go down please" she repeated. Troy pulled out of his surprise and pressed the down button on the keyboard.
Ever few seconds Gabriella ordered Troy to go down. Finally Troy gave up trying to read anything.
When she finished reading , Troy looked at her waiting for the facts.
"Hong Kong is one of richest cities in the world. It's population rises to 6.94 million ,last recorded in 2005. Official languages are Chinese and English. It is the worlds eleventh largest trading center. Lastly, 3,900 international corporations have been established in Hong Kong," Gabriella educated. " Thats all I think is important". The two contemplated hard.
"How the hell does Hong Kong connect to every other city we have been to?" Troy asked a little irritated. Gabriella shrugged and gave a muffled " I don't know" as she collapsed next to Troy.
"This is crazy!" Troy exclaimed. Now this ordeal was on his nerves and boiling. Gabriella slipped the laptop on her lap and pressed on the search bar. The blinking line indicated she was allowed to type. She typed in ; Mexico City , Mexico, Toronto ,Canada, Chicago, USA, and Hong Kong ,China. Gabriella pressed enter and inspected the results. She let out a sigh of failure.
"I think we just have to wait" Troy growled at her words.
"What is this?! 80 days around the world except with a crook who actually dares to steal the first daughter and succeeds and also includes two FBI teenage agents that are just on their first damn mission" He trailed off. Lucky for Gabriella , she didn't have to pull him out of his trance. The turbulence could do that. For both of them.
The plane shook violently. It dipped a couple of times into the depths of the atmosphere. It went wild.
"Seriously! What's wrong?" Gabriella asked the air hostess who's hair had fallen out of it's perfect little bun.
"The captain! He's unconscious and there is no back up on this plane" She yelled.
Troy and Gabriella's heart trembled at her diction. Troy was the first to jump. He scurried towards the front of the plane and opened the door to captain's room full of buttons. In front of the first controller was a male servant who is desperately trying to take over the plane but is failing disastrously. Troy charged up to him and waited for his attention. Once he got, Troy ushered the servant out of the seat. "Move over!" he ordered. Instantly ,Troy took over the plane stabilizing it almost immediately.
Back with Gabriella, the whole jet was a havoc. She began using her cleaning skills effortlessly. She started with the turned over sofa.
It took about two hours to get the jet into a normal environment. Troy had constrained the plane at a constant altitude the whole time. Gabriella changed once again into another pair of cloths knowing that it has exceeded a twenty four hour period she last changed. Once she was in a new pair of cloths and smelling descent of her velvet tuberose scent. She entered the captain's room where Troy was flying.
"Hello ,Captain" she greeted. He looked to her direction and smiled. Gabriella sat down on the seat next to him. "How's it going?" she asked. She looked at the earth below them, admiringly.
Troy looked at her once again his grin still on his face. "Pretty good" he replied shortly focusing on the controller. Gabriella once again continued to gaze out the window. She looked at Troy.
"Mind teaching me?" she asked.
Instantly Troy had a reply. "Sure, come here" he got out of the seat with his hands still on the controller. Gabriella breamed and sat carefully on the chair. Troy put his arms around Gabriella and his hands covered hers on the controller.
"Now that right there" he said pointing to a lever. " is the power lever". He went on talking about airplanes and everything he learned during that kind of training.
It wasn't too long before Troy and Gabriella realized what position they were in. Gabriella breathed in Troy's strong, manly scent. He was too close, so damn, dangerously, close. She could feel the sweat leaking for Troy's palms on her hands.
Troy grew silent , he stopped talking. He deposited her scent through his nose into his lungs. Troy looked at her face and leaned forward to place a wet kiss on Gabriella's neck.
It hit them right then. Gabriella pounced up hitting the 'auto pilot' while at it.
"You' d make a great tutor B-" Troy's lips came crashing down on hers. His tongue begged for entrance and Gabriella accepted willingly. The two began the dance of tongues. The heat was unbearable each starting to feel the new feeling of crave. For Troy, this was first session that he had not faked his passion. Gabriella's arms snaked around Troy's neck pulling them into a deeper kiss. Troy gripped her hips. The tantalizing energy that Gabriella was invoking inside him was huge.
A muffled beep filled the pilot's room yet Troy and Gabriella kept their kiss alive.
"Sir?" an air hostess asked over intercom. Troy pulled back from the kiss for a split second to give the lady a incoherent response. Then he plunged his lips back onto Gabriella's waiting ones. She smiled into the kiss.
"Is Gabriella there with you?" the lady asked.
"Yup"
"The chief called. Would you like to talk to him?"
"Sure" There was a pause indicating that the lady was connecting the lines.
"Gabriella? Troy?" the chiefs voice uttered.
"Yes, sir" they chorused, following the same pattern of kiss...talk...kiss more...talk less...kiss more.
" At ease. How is the mission going, kids?"
"Perfect" Gabriella moaned.
"Getting onto something?" he asked.
"Mmm-hmm" Troy agreed, though the question was still a mystery to both of them.
"Where are you right now, guys?"
"On a plane"
Silence. Chief didn't say anything for a few moments. Troy and Gabriella continued their sexual conversation, kicking it up an notch.
"You guys do now that there are cameras on that FBI private jet that connect directly to the headquarters"
Troy and Gabriella sprang apart. Gabriella flushed deeply while Troy nervously ran his fingers through his caramel hair. Chief chuckled , low and hearty.
"Good luck ,kids,". He hung up.
Gabriella and Troy stayed for awhile just staring out the window of the plane. After a couple of minutes, Gabriella spoke first.
"I better go" she suggested. Troy nodded. He wanted to say something. Say that he loved it, that it he would want to do again sometime. He wanted to take the fact of that being his first sensual make out session out of his face and act normal. But instead he nodded and let her leave.
Troy went back to his seat in front of the controller and sat down contemplating on what just happened and what he would do about it. Before he could forget completely about the kiss , Gabriella came back.
"Troy?" Troy immediately turned around.
"Thanks" she said with complete gratitude. "...for making my first". Troy smiled.
"I should thank you" . Gabriella smiled broadly as his words entered her ears. She came up to Troy and knelt down and before she left the room she gave him a loving peck on the lips.
Troy enclosed his hand around the controller with a smile on his face.
Gabriella slowly exited the plane with their backpack with her. She waited for Troy to emerge out of the plane as well. Their time was at the verge of blowing because of the mistake the had made earlier.
Troy stepped out of the plane a few minutes later with a water bottle in hand. Gabriella grinned at him as she did earlier.
"Ready for Hong Kong?" Gabriella asked.
"Oh, I am ready. So ready that Hong Kong should be ready for us!"
The continued walking out the airport totally clueless of where they are supposed to do. So they waited. Out in front of the airport they waited for any signal directing them n where to go.
Hours passed by with Troy and Gabriella not noticing the time. 1 , 2, 3 hours go by. Right now, the two have taken a seat heads leaning on each other. The night seemed to have grown darker. Three more hours went by.
At 6:34 am in Hong Kong timing ,Gabriella heard a loud jet pass by slowly. Crowds formed around trying to see what the cause of this disrupting noise would be.
"Troy" she patted Troy's sleeping figure , on her lap. "Troy woke slowly. Gabriella smiled at him. He stood up and stretched a prolonging stretch. Meanwhile, Gabriella strutted over to the the crowd. She looked up ,searching for the jet.
An arm dropped around her shoulders followed by a lingering kiss on her forehead. When Gabriella opened her eyes Troy stood next to her , his face an inch away from hers.
"What's up?" he asked still looking Gabriella. She pointed to the sky.
A white ,long jet flew in circles around the airport and attached to it was a banner. In English ,blue ,capital letters the banner read:
"Osaka Japan...Your number one place for vacation! Don't be late!"
No words to say ...
