Enjoy~ This was originally titled as "What Little Sisters Do," but I figured it wouldn't make any sense, considering Heero being such a big bro in this chapter, so I changed to the title now. Next chapter will be titled "What Little Sisters Do," I'll promise you guys that! ^^

Chapter 2 - What Big Brothers Do

*~A Sad Love Song in Heaven - A'~*

"Heero?!"

Remilia relaxed her hold on her Pokè Ball, Heero letting her hand go in return, relieved to see such a familiar face. But then she wrapped her arms around herself, shivering furiously from the cold air.

Heero raised his brow slightly. "I don't think that outfit of yours is suited for winter weather."

"No d-d-duh," Remilia struggled out with her teeth chattering. "Winters in Alola are a l-little warmer than any-anywhere else."

"Well, get inside my car. I don't want you freezing to death out here."

Remilia wasted no time taking Heero up on his offer and quickly settled herself into the front seat, grateful for the sudden burst of warmth blowing from his car's heaters.

Heero also quickly got back into the vehicle, buckled himself in, and set his car to "drive" to continue down the road. "What brings you here?"

"The Ultra Wormhole," Remilia replied tiredly.

"I know that. I mean what made you think to visit this world Duo and the others and myself reside in."

"I was looking for different parts of Ultra Space to map. Also looking for different Ultra Beasts and their habitats so that I could collect data for the Aether Foundation."

"Is Aether Paradise paying you to do this?"

"Does it really matter if they do or they don't?"

Heero had judged from her tone of voice that she's tired and needs some rest. However, he could have sworn there was a small silver glint on her wrists. Are those bracelets? No, they look too thick to even be silver bracelets.

Despite her still shivering, Remilia is quickly warming up from Heero's car's heater. She thanked her lucky stars that he was there to retrieve her from the bitter winter cold, otherwise, Arceus knows what would have happened if someone other than Heero would have pulled over and plucked her off the sidewalk… That is something she'd rather not think about.

They eventually arrived at an old, slightly run-down apartment complex downtown with Heero parallel-parking at the front. Turning the engine off, he looked at Remilia to tell her that they're here, only to see her sound asleep in the passenger seat. Sighing, Heero exited out of his car, walked around it, and opened the passenger door just to discover that she's shivering from the sudden loss of heat. Carefully undoing her seatbelt and placing her Pokè Ball back into her Gorebyss fanny pack, Heero scooped the sleeping and shivering Pokèmon Trainer into his arms, closed the door with his foot and bridal-carried her to the building's double doors.

They eventually arrived at Heero's door (as indicated by number) and with some maneuvering with his arms without accidentally waking Remilia, was able to get the door open. He carried her to his bedroom and set her on his bed, which she shivered upon contact. There's only one comforter and one microfleece blanket, suitable for him; not only as a highly trained soldier, but also because of being the mortal reincarnation of Necrozma's light, which also increases his body temperature slightly. But for a normal civilian like Remilia, she's going to be having a difficult time getting to sleep.

Carefully, Heero removed her ruffled bag, fanny pack, gloves, crocheted hat and poncho and finally her boots, and pulled the blanket over her. He then went to the linen closet across the room to get another microfleece blanket (he would always keep two whenever he's doing his laundry) to put on Remilia, and with that task done, he finally pulls the comforter up, making sure she's all comfy and toasty. She confirmed that by snuggling into his single pillow and hiding her face under the covers.

Mission complete, Heero gathered Remilia's winter (or maybe fall) stuff and set most of them on his couch. He then slowly unzipped Remilia's white ruffled shoulder bag and then Rotom suddenly popped up out of it.

Rotom opened its mouth to gasp loudly, only to be holed up by Heero's hand. Stiff for just a single moment, its eyes darted at Heero's piercing sapphires and darted away, only for Heero to catch it by one of its arms and the latter placed a finger on his lips with a stern look on his face, stating that Remilia is sleeping in his bedroom right now.

"Moving a little fazzzt, aren'cha?" Rotom whispered with a conniving smirk.

"How, exactly, could I, no, we, be attracted to each other when she's a lesbian?" Heero deadpanned.

"Well, zzzt, your girl would get mighty pizzed at you for having another in your abode, zzt."

"I don't have a girl."

"Really, could've fooled me, zzt. With that dangerous ruffled look and thozzze piercing blue eyezzz, you would've landed a lady anytime, anywhere!"

Heero got up from the couch and proceeded to the kitchen to cook up a warm meal for Remilia when she wakes up, less than willing to put up with that possessed device's nosy banter. It's no wonder Remilia has always had a love-hate relationship with it; and he just got a healthy enough dose of it firsthand.

But then his thoughts went straight back to what Rotom had said to him about "not landing a girl." Most of him thought it was rather ridiculous of it to say that, but… a small part of him briefly pined for something… or someone.

Heero immediately shook those nonsense thoughts out of his head and gathered the ingredients and utensils needed to make a warm meal for himself and Remilia. During, he's got a couple of questions to ask her; like what made her think about arriving here in his and the rest of the Gundam pilots' world, wondering if she got lost while exploring. And then there's also the matter of the handcuffs around her wrists...

Less than an hour later, the food was ready and Heero placed the two servings on each plate and put them on the dining table. He then makes his way to his bedroom, only to be startled with the small television screen suddenly coming on, with Rotom's usual face appearing and the screen surrounded by a thin electric blue aura.

"Boo," it snickered in mischief.

"Get out," Heero ordered the Plasma Pokèmon, very clearly unamused.

Rotom giggled again and exited out of the television screen and back into its Pokèdex body. No sooner did he float up towards Heero that the latter took hold of its antenna in a death grip and stared at its screen dead in the eyes.

"Possess any electronic device in this place again and I will break you to pieces. Understand?"

Rotom, very clearly afraid, nodded nervously (actually, it made a nodding movement in its screen) and Heero promptly let it go.

Slowly, Heero stalked towards the sleeping Pokèmon Trainer, seeing that her position barely changed. She must be really conked out. He quietly tapped on the pillow, causing her to stir a little. He tapped the pillow again, earning him some more movement from her.

Remilia peeked out from under the warm fluffy covers, shielding her eyes from the bright light. "Wh-what is it?"

"I made something warm for you," said Heero.

Remilia slowly got up and stretched while letting out a yawn. She threw the covers off of her and she stretched again. Now feeling a little more awake, Remilia got up from Heero's bed, stretching for the third time, and followed Heero out into the kitchen/dining area.

She rubbed the sleep from her eyes briefly before sitting down. When her vision adjusted itself, her mouth immediately watered at what was on the plate before her. A large omelette with white rice on the side. She wasted no time digging into the meal Heero had so generously made for her. Soon enough, her belly became nice and warm.

"Careful, I don't want you choking," Heero warned her.

Remilia swallowed her food before answering back, "Sorry, it just felt way too long since I had lunch."

Heero knitted his brows together. "Was your lunch small?"

Remilia blinked once. "No."

"What did you have for lunch?"

Remilia put her fork down on the table. "Why would you wanna know?"

"Because if you're not eating enough, you won't be able to take care of your Pokèmon, can you?"

"I can take care of my Pokèmon team with or without a meal!"

Heero raised one of his knitted brows. "Can you?"

Remilia pressed her lips together in very brief thought. "Yes! I don't see why you're so damn concerned about my eating habits anway!"

Heero paused as he took a bite of his whtie rice. "There's something else I want to ask you about."

Remilia scoffed. "About what I eat on a regular basis? You should go ask Trowa on why and how he's such a beefcake underneath that green turtleneck of his!"

"I mean the handcuffs on you."

The pink-haired Pokèmon Trainer froze immediately. Followed by her cheeks tinting a light pink. She looked at one of the cuffs, noticing the small chain where the end had corroded from Shayde's corrosive venom. "I, uh… do have an explanation for that, actually."

"Did someone try to kidnap you?" Heero narrowed his eyes, his big brother instincts beginning to flare up.

"No!" Remilia replied quickly. "No, none of the sort! If I was, it would have taken me longer just to get out and you wouldn't have found me by the beach sooner."

The Wing Zero pilot silently sighed in relief. He keeps forgetting the fact that Remilia is a Pokèmon Trainer and thus capable of getting herself out of sticky situations such as an attempted kidnapping. He barely noticed before, but… maybe he had connected with Remilia just by seeing her as a younger sister. He didn't have any blood-related siblings that he knows of, so maybe Remilia could be filling that void for him.

"After I got into your world though," Remilia started to explain, interrupting Heero's train of thought. "I got into a building that looks vaguely like a factory, but turned out to be a base of some sort. Curious, I was able to get in because the power was out so there's literally no alarms to set off or anything that was electronically locked; Rotom was able to restore the power to the base, and then we went into this hangar with four mobile suits."

Heero's eyes widened slightly. "A base with mobile suits?" To be honest, he's a little more shocked that Remilia said "mobile suits" instead of just saying "giant robots" because of her lack of knowledge of his and the Gundam pilots' world. Where did she even hear that term anyway?

"Three of them looked exactly the same, the fourth one, the black one, looked so sleek that you could almost easily mistake it as a robotic fairy," Remilia continued. "I heard that this black robot is called a…" She began snapping her fingers as she was trying to remember the name. "Tauros? Taurus? I think it was a Taurus. Sounded a bit like 'Tauros,' wouldn't you say? Hehe."

"I suppose it does," said Heero as he took a bit of his egg omelette, politely letting her continue.

"Anyway, I was able to get inside that suit's cockpit, the tether was dangling out, anyway, I didn't actually turn it on or whatever or anything, and then Rotom took control of the Taurus, so… you could say he turned it on, in a way…? Without the use of a start key, or whatever…?"

Heero set his fork down, his face written with a mix of worry and sternness like a parent catching a child doing something they shouldn't be doing. "Did Rotom take you and that Taurus for a joyride?"

Remilia backed a little in her seat. "Ummm… No? Rotom told me he saw two women in jacket uniforms planning to blow this base up, so we just up and high-tailed it out of here. Unfortunately, the two women was able to ground us both by shooting one of the Taurus's legs off, but we managed to get out of the cockpit unscathed, and… that's when one of them, the one with the navy blue hair, put these handcuffs on me. I was able to escape by having Shayde release her poison gas-it's not actually lethal, don't worry-and Nori use her Sleep Powder on the other people, and had Shayde destroy the chain. And thus I wound up walking to the beach area, and that's where you found me, I guess."

Heero listened to every last detail of Remilia's story of how she got the handcuffs around her wrists. Already he could feel the rage boiling up inside of him. "You could have been killed by those women."

"Rotom was the one actually controlling the Taurus, not me!" Remilia defended herself.

"You're the one who went into the Taurus's cockpit!"

"If those women were actually chasing me all around the base, I still would have gotten into the cockpit and had Rotom take 100 percent control over it because I don't know jack shit about piloting a Taurus, let alone any other mobile suit!"

"You could have also chosen not to!"

"Except that in retrospect, I didn't have any other choice! Like I said, they were gonna blow that place up thus burying me underneath the rubble which would likely crush me to death!"

Heero stood himself up from his chair, planting his hands on the wooden table, now visibly angry. "And not once did it ever occur to you that you could have used your Ledian's Reflect or whatever to protect yourself from the rubble falling upon you?! You're a Pokèmon Trainer Remilia, you always think outside the box!"

Remilia felt her heart skip a beat when Heero had stood up, but she's not going to be intimidated that easily. "Well, Kai's not a Psychic-type, he, like any other Ledian or Ledyba, is capable of using Psychic-type moves such as Reflect and Light Screen and the like, so they're not gonna last much longer as a regular Psychic-type would!"

"Then why, exactly, did you not train your Ledian to strengthen his protection moves? What you said back at the Battle Royal Dome in your world, with Pokèmon and their limits, was it really an excuse for laziness?"

Remila contorted her face slightly in shock, maybe in offense. Her mind scrambled for something, anything, to defend herself from that accusation Heero had just made. That accusation actually hurt her more than she would like to think; she's suddenly not hungry anymore.

Remilia immediately got up from her seat and ran back to Heero's bedroom, not wanting to look at his face anymore.

Heero just up and watched her leave, guilt already seeping into him. He sat himself back down and rested his forehead into his hands. Maybe I went a little too far on this… he thought regretfully.

Letting out a long-winded sigh, Heero gathered up the leftovers and placed them in a plastic container and placed it in the fridge for tomorrow and put the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.

*~Inevitabilis - Puella Magi Madoka Magica~*

He made his way back into his bedroom, where he found Remilia laying on her side, with no covers on, her back only facing outward. Exhaling, he walked towards his bed and gently sat on it, careful not to drastically sink her to the spot where he chose to sit. Remilia made no movement despite this.

"Remilia…" Heero said to her quietly. "I'm sorry."

No response.

"I'm sorry for getting angry with you earlier."

Remilia turned her head around to face him. "And for offending me by saying that I'm too lazy to train my Pokèmon? If you wanna know my response so badly, I train on Mount Lanakila from time to time to keep my team up in shape for when I fight Trainers as Alola's Champion."

"I see…" Heero kept his pause for a long time. "You've been training your Ledian, Kai, to use his protection moves, right?"

"Yes."

Heero swallowed while choosing his further words carefully. "Would you and your Pokèmon still be crushed by the rubble if these two women really did blow up the base? Even if Kai did use his Psychic-type protection moves?"

Remilia let out a shaky sigh. "Well, not 'crushed to death,' per se, but we still would be trapped underneath. And there wouldn't be enough room for me to release any of my Pokèmon to get us both out of here. That, and because I'm not physically strong enough to maneuver myself out of that pile of rubble. And because I don't have a Ground-type Pokèmon on me."

Neither of them said anything for a long time before Heero had spoke: "I'm sorry. I was just… worried about you. I just… wanted to see that you're not harmed in any way."

Remilia's eyes widened at Heero's confession. Heero, worried about her, wanting to make sure she's not harmed? Come on, it's not like she's helpless with her Pokèmon team around or anything.

But… Heero displaying genuine concern for her… for her well-being… That barely sounds like the Heero she had talked to a long time earlier. Maybe… maybe looking back, the Heero that rubbed her ear just before saying goodbye… That was the same Heero she is talking to, had spoken to her just now.

"Well…" the pink-haired girl started her reply while shifting her laying position slightly. "Thanks… I appreciate it."

Heero started to glow and sparkle no sooner did Remilia say her thanks, much to his chagrin. His body hadn't been doing it since after the Eve Wars. He has been keeping a low profile ever since because of it, but honestly, it's actually pretty annoying in his opinion.

He swiftly got up from his bed (not really caring if Remilia saw him glowing and sparkling or not) and went to the linen closet to pull out another microfleece blanket and pillow for himself. He then returned to the living room and set his desired items on the plush couch. Since Remilia's sleeping in his bed, he may as well sleep in his couch until she decides to go back home (which he hopes is very soon). Taking off his skinny jeans and gold sneakers and socks, he settled himself into his new and temporary bed and let sleep take over for him. Just before closing his eyes, he saw a brief but blurry image of a certain beautiful girl with golden hair, smiling gently at him.

"Relena…"

Foreshadowing for the win~~!

Also, what's your favorite OZ mobile suit and why? Mine's the Taurus because the design itself looks so sleek and elegant. :)