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This takes place right after Endless Waltz and the 'Mariemeia incident'
Chapter 2: Falling For You... literally
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Duo was currently running for his life because Wufei was chasing him mercilessly. It appeared that no one in the room seemed any bit bothered by the chasing until Heero got a headache and looked up from his laptop. He shot his gun, which stopped Duo and Wufei in their tracks. All in all, it was a normal day that the ex-gundam pilots were spending in Quatre's living room. Quatre and Trowa were both sitting on sofas and reading books while Heero was on his laptop monitoring Preventers Headquarter's computers, which he had hacked into their mainframe unnoticed.
The six consciences were currently screaming through the sky.
Everyone decided that it would be safer to pile onto Fearo since he could fly, but Cherri decided that she wanted the best "seat" so she grabbed onto Fearo before anyone else could and accidently elbowed him in the head.
Which rendered our poor blue-haired sweetie unconscious before he even had a chance to transform into his dragon form.
Simply put, eveybody was screwed. Hard.
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And they fell.
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And fell.
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And fell.
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And fell.
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And while we're at it, fell some more.
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They fell through the roof,
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the attic,
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the third floor,
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the second floor,
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and into the living room of Quatre's mansion.
The gundam boys looked up and saw six people falling onto them so scrambled away. And made it barely in time.
Fearo woke up upon impact and saw Heero's gun pointed at his head. Which greatly pissed him off. In 0.7 seconds, Fearo had grabbed the gun and threw it across the room where it smashed against the wall into splintereens.
Before anyone could react to the gun smashing, Cherri immediately dragged Quatre out the front door because he had the most fashionable taste in clothing... in her standards. Everyone else managed to catch a few sentences of Cherri's mumbling, which consisted of the word 'shopping'.
In the meanwhile, Duo turned to a dazed Amber and offered her his hand. Amber fell in love... with his braid [insert heart emoticon]. Soon another couple left the house, paying no heed to the damage left behind.
Miyu watched her sister and best friend leave, then turned to the boy with the long bangs covering half his face. She thought he had lovely eyes... or eye, and he seemed so mysterious. But it was too bad that he wasn't smiling... she could change that. So she dragged a confused Trowa out the door.
Wufei snorted in derision and muttered "weak onna" a few times under his breath, which was basically calling for a death wish. And Seri was going to make that wish come true... with Masamune, her favourite katana. Of course, Fearo sensed a murderous intent in the room, or more like heard the click of a katana blade being released from it's sheath, and decided that it would be wise to restrain Seri.
So, so far (as a mental check-up), Cheri left with Quatre, Amber left with Duo, and Miyu left with Trowa, and Seri was trying to bash Wufei's head in with Fearo trying to hold her back.
That leaves us with our perfect soldier and Se-san.
Since we're evil, we can't tell you what's going to happen next just yet because we need some sort of literary element in our story, so we'll leave you on a cliff hanger. [Insert some annoying commercial here.] And go on to what's happening in the messed-up, humongous plane.
Mika and Aiko were sleeping in their economy seats when Mika woke up to an odd creaking.
"Hey," she said, nudging Aiko awake, "did you hear that?"
"Whadda?" Aiko mumbled, brushing a few cracker crumbs off her red tank top.
"Is it coming from the luggage compartment?" Mika asked.
"I'll go check," Aiko said as she got up and stretched. She opened the shelf only to be squished by their luggage that fell out.
"Um... Aiko, you 'kay?" asked Mika as she tried to help her friend up.
Aiko shook her head and replied, "Remind me to buy lighter, portable karaoke machines."
The plane hit air turbulence and lurched forward, sending Mika, Aiko and their luggage careening down the hallway into the first class crack on the floor (the one their consciences fell through, remember?) that had been spreading down the plane.
And they fell.
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And fell.
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And fell.
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And fell.
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And while we're at it, fell some more.
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They fell through the roof,
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the attic,
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the third floor,
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the second floor,
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and onto Se-san in the living room of Quatre's mansion. And it was just as Se-san decided to start peace talks to calm everyone that was left in the room.
After the dust cloud dispersed, Heero managed to make out two dazed fifteen-year-old girls on top of the green-haired teenager. One was wearing a floral light pink shirt with slit sleeves and black jeans while the other was wearing a crimson red tank top and slightly flared black pants with a dagger that hung on a platinum belt chain (how Aiko got the knife through the plane check, we don't know. Maybe it was the influence of her mom's connections with the travel agency). As he was wondering why there might be people falling through the roof he heard someone gasp, "Oh my gosh, it's Heero!" and, to his surprise, the girl in the pink shirt glomped him.
Just as this was happening, Relena walked into the mansion, expecting to see Heero, when she found the house a mess and a long-haired girl hugging him.
"Heero, I didn't know..." she started to say when her eyes strayed over to a blue-haired stranger restraining a furious lady with a dangerous looking sword in her hand. He's so strong, Relena thought, and his eyes are so beautiful... in a way, they kind of remind me of Heero's...
Fearo relaxed his hold on Seri as he saw a girl entering. Noticing that she seemed to be in a daze, he asked, "Excuse me but, are you feeling alright?"
Relena snapped out of her daze and replied in a detached way, "Oh fine, just fine..." then returned to staring at him.
Seri took advantage of Fearo's momentary lapse of attention to struggle away from him and launched a renewed assault at Wufei. Unfortunately, he had already left because of boredom. His exact thoughts upon leaving were: if she can't get away from her brother, or whoever he is, then she isn't worth my time.
Screaming in frustration, Seri ran out the door to look for the baka who had insulted her. Which, in turn, woke Aiko up. She looked down and saw that Se-san was sprawled on the floor beneath her. Aiko got off him and helped him up.
"How did you two get here?" Se-san asked, slightly angry.
Mika looked up from her hug victim and had the decency to look sheepish for a second. Then looked back to Heero and commented to him, "You know, you have a really bad sense of style."
Se-san shook his head and said, "Why don't you catch up to Cherri and go shopping with her? You might be able to get him something better to wear."
"Good idea!!" And with that, Mika dragged Heero out the door. Upon which, Relena stopped staring at Fearo and decided to do the same.
"Umm....what do we do now?" asked Aiko.
Se-san flipped out a cell phone and answered, "First, I'm going to call the airport for our luggage. Then you may explore the house if you wish."
"You know what, I have a better idea," Aiko replied, smiling evilly. She opened her luggage and pulled out a karaoke machine from one of the compartments. "You're gonna help me set this thing up when we find a decent TV that isn't smashed to pieces like that one over there," she pointed to the shattered TV in the corner of the room.
And so, the room (or what's left of it) became empty as it had been this early morning.
AS/N: For those who are bakas, baka is the Japanese for idiot. For those who want to comment nicely on our insanity, please review (Constructive criticism is accepted, but please remember no flames and that this is supposed to be a wacky story and not to be seriously taken).