They had settled on the Guyana Highlands as their meeting- place, since

they all knew where it was and its location on Earth made colonial tensions at

least somewhat removed.

Domon and Rain arrived first and began setting up camp. "Domon-"

Rain began.

He looked up from the fire he had just started. "What?"

She looked a little abashed at his tone. "Nothing."

Domon was getting irritated. "What?"

"It's just- you've seemed distant, for the past couple of days. Ever since

the tension among the colonies began building up. I was wondering- what was

wrong."

He bit back a caustic reply and went with an honest one instead. Unable

to look at her, he instead stared into the fire. "All this trouble with the

colonies..." he said softly. "It just seems like we can't get a break. First there

was the Dark Gundam, and the Tournament, but when we rescued you I

thought all that was over. I thought everything was going to be okay, because

we were together. But now the whole world's in an uproar. I don't know what

to do, Rain... I don't know what's going to happen, and I'm sick of it."

"Oh, Domon." Her eyes were suspiciously bright. "Everything WILL be

all right. Like you said, we're together... and no matter what comes, neither of

us has to face it alone."

He got to his feet, holding her eyes the whole time. Rain's breathing

began to quicken as he got closer and he wrapped her in his arms, leaning her

back...

An approving whoop interrupted them. "Way to do it, Domon!" yelled

Chibodee Crocket, with his crew giggling behind him.

"You are SUCH a barbarian." George de Sand reproved him, walking out

of the woods with his white outfit as pristine as always.

"Aw, cut Bro a break!" Sai Saici protested, bouncing into the campsite.

"That WAS pretty good!"

"Sai Saici!" the monks chorused from behind.

Rain tried to banish her blush by changing the subject. "Looks like

everyone's here, except Argo and Nastasha."

"We're here." Nastasha's authoritative voice preceded her.

"All right, everyone's here." Rain amended.

"I'll start dinner!" Sai Saici whipped out his cooking gear.

'How does he do that so fast?' Rain wondered.

Domon sat on his haunches, poking at the fire, while Sai cooked and Rain

and Nastasha watched Chibodee and his crew. They were amusing themselves

by playing Paper Rock Scissors. Rain noticed that Chibodee seemed awfully

intent on winning- but that was probably because he'd put up a bottle of liquor

as the prize.

She glanced over to the monks, George, and Raymond. Raymond was

holding a newspaper; by the looks of it, they were discussing its contents.

"That's right." Raymond confirmed. "They're saying that if war DOES

break out, Gundam fighters are going to be especially targeted, since they're the

symbol of the strength of their country, and at least its strongest fighter."

"War cannot be allowed." George proclaimed.

He was interrupted by a roar of protest from the Neo- Americans.

"You cheated!" Shirley accused, pointing a finger at Chibodee.

He held up his hands and widened his eyes. "I did not! You girls lost,

fair and square. Admit it! I am the Paper Rock Scissors KING!"

"You cheated." Shirley muttered resentfully under her breath.

'These are the people who are going to save the world. Again.' Rain thought,

glancing around at all of them.

'Heaven help us.'

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Thanks to BlinxKasshu for pointing out that Nastasha's name is not Natasha, and to everyone reading. Please review and tell me how to improve!