Standard Generic Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon or any of the characters associated with them. *sniffle* What a pity!
Author's Notes: Hey minna-chan! Well, I think out of all the chapters I've submitted, this is one I'm not entirely comfortable with, or really liking. I just feel it's… weak. But just to let you know, this will be my last submission for a little bit (two finals on Friday – I shouldn't even be on right now!) Anyway, as soon as I get some time, I'll be working on this fic, and another one I have concocted in my head right now. I don't have the time to write it all down! Just a bit of a teaser, it's going to be a Trunks/Usagi fic (I got the hints from the other reviews *lol*) and also involves some sort of timeline jumble. It's going to be a fun story I think. And also, something else I've noted, reviews are going down. *sniffle* I don't know whether to take it personally or not, but readers just aren't writing any reviews for me anymore. *sigh* (No it's not a cheap attempt to get more reviews. I like it when readers tell me that they enjoy/don't enjoy what I've written so far that's all). Again, italics denote thoughts. "Omae o…" Gomen gomen! The story… right right.
Chapter 6: Usagi and the Gundams
The battle between Usagi's eyes popping out of her head and her jaw dropping to the ground raged on. Of all the things she thought they would show her, she definitely was NOT expecting this. Four gigantic robots and one massive airplane filled her gaze as she struggled to take it all this. It could be worse. They could've turned out to be strippers or something she thought and almost giggled out loud. , (AN: Can you imagine those GW boys as strippers? *grins*) She quickly composed her features and returned her gaze to the five men, who stood by their Gundams proudly (AN: Much like present day men and their cars *g* ).
"Usagi, may I present to you the amazing, magnificent, one of a kind Deathscythe?" Duo said as he pointed to a deep blue and red robot. "It is an amazing, powerful fighting machine. One only worthy of me. Let me show you." Duo was about to get into Deathscythe when Trowa elbowed him aside.
"Duo, I hate to break this to you, but it looks like a plane."
"All right! I'll demonstrate to you then!"
Duo was about to get into Deathscythe when Trowa elbowed him aside.
"I tell you Usagi, Heavyarms can easily destroy Shinigami's little machine there."
"Nande?!" Duo exclaimed as he glared at the normally quiet Trowa. "Deathscythe can easily kick your Heavyarms' …"
Quatre interrupted before Duo could continue. "I beg to differ. Considering the various weights and weapons of our Gundams, I have to say that my Sandrock can easily whoop all your…"
"You bakas! I'll show you a real Gundam, Usagi. My Shenlong makes the rest of your Gundams look like sissies."
"Sissies?!" The three bickering pilots shouted indignantly.
Usagi giggled as Heero rolled his eyes.
"Where's your Gundam?" she asked when she finally calmed herself down.
"Over there," he remarked as he motioned behind him.
As the four pilots argued over who would get to show Usagi their Gundams, Heero quietly took her to where his Wing Gundam was.
"It's pretty," she said as she observed the massive machine. Heero looked somewhat insulted that she would call his Gundam… pretty. He glared at her.
"Errr… I mean, that's such a manly machine! I bet it's capable and mass destruction. Bloodshed… lots of it right?" She added as she struggled not to laugh. "I wonder what it's like to fly…"
"Let's go."
"Look man, I got the biggest sword out of all our Gundams!" Duo yelled out.
"I got two!" Quatre argued.
"So do I!!" Trowa retorted.
"Mine stretches!" Wufei shouted, only to have all their voices drowned out by an engine roaring into life.
Moments later, Wing Gundam sped past them and took off for the skies.
"Son of a …" Duo mumbled.
"I can't believe he got Usagi all to himself the little sh…" Quatre complained only to be cut off by Trowa.
"That d…"
"INJUSTICE!!!!"
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Usagi initially gripped the armrest of her seat so tightly that Heero feared that she would leave fingernail imprints on it. As they took off for the skies, he glanced over at her and found that her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. He chuckled to himself.
"Usagi, open your eyes."
"It's so fast though, Heero-kun."
"Well, yes. It'd need to be for us to fly," he remarked drolly.
Suddenly, her eyes flew open and a strange light appeared in them. Pressing her face to the window, she looked down below where the colony was now a tiny, insignificant ball.
"Flying in a machine seems … familiar," she said softly, almost to herself. "But wouldn't it be great if we could fly outside?"
"Minor problem with oxygen and what not. And the fact that we don't have wings."
"No silly. I meant fly when we're back home."
Heero felt his heart do an erratic little leap when she said "home". Summoning up years of training, he managed to control his reaction. Composing himself, he remarked, "Well, it'd be dangerous to fly Wing Gundam back home. OZ can definitely find us on radar."
"I meant, just fly."
"Without a machine? Or a plane of some sort??" Heero exclaimed. "It's impossible!"
Usagi frowned, a shadow of a memory tickling the back of her mind. Images of a muscled man flying through the air, smiling indulgently at a blond hair, blue-eyed baby girl, who was squealing with delight. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. She was being a baka.
"Of course not. What was I thinking?" She responded, almost to herself.
She simply pressed her face against the window, and imagined the feel of the wind against her face. A soft sigh escaped her, which drew the attention of the man sitting next to her, disturbing him far more than he cared to admit. An uncomfortable feeling near the region of his heart prompted him to ask somewhat huskily, "What's wrong, Usagi?"
Her body spun around as her eyes flew to meet his. Her expression betrayed her shock as she stared in his deep, fathomless dark blue eyes that were still cold, but held a hint of concern in them. Heero's face became inscrutable as he reverted his attention back to the controls in front of him. He was perturbed, extremely bothered by the power this girl had over his once non-existent emotions. Having been trained since he was five to become an assassin, feelings were something he could not afford to have. So deep was he in his thoughts that he almost missed what Usagi said next.
"I sometimes have weird flashes, bits of memory that would appear in my mind. I have no clue what it all means." Her face saddened. "I sometimes wonder what I was before I … forgot. What if I was a bad person? What if I was a villain? Or an assassin?" Her breath caught in her throat as she choked back a sob.
Tenshi… Heero forced himself to not react to her last words. It was impossible for Tenshi to be a killer. Her heart was too pure, and she frequently wore it for everyone to see. She loved life far too much to be like … him. He pushed his thoughts for another time and reverted his attention to something (or someone) more important at hand.
"Usagi, I somehow can't picture you as an assassin. You lack the qualities for it."
Her eyes caught the tensing of his facial muscles.
"What type of qualities would you need?" She asked softly.
"Somebody with no emotions, trained to kill since young. Someone who reacts with animal instincts, and follows orders without question. Someone who is able to kill without regret." His jaw clenched as his hands tightened on the controls.
Tension flowed deeply within his body. Calling upon his years of locking away his emotions, he managed to calm himself down, and returned his face back to its dispassionate look.
"I'll show you what this plane can do," he said abruptly, changing the subject.
Usagi, well aware of his tactics, merely nodded and squealed in surprise as the gears within the plane began shifting. She felt as if she was being repositioned when after a number of shifts, the cockpit wound up in the middle of a big gigantic robot.
"Kami-sama…" was all she could say.
Usagi watched in fascination as Heero pushed a few buttons on the control panel, and yanked at a handle resembling a joystick. A sword made up entirely of light appeared in the arms of the Gundam unit. Heero found himself amused as he observed her reactions to his machine. It was like a child finding a new toy. Her bright azure eyes were wide open and she kept alternating her gaze between the sword and being in outer space.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed. Two mobile suits patrolling the area appeared in front of them.
"Kuso!" He growled, silently berating himself for being distracted by the woman next to him. "Tighten your safety belt, Usagi." He snarled as Wing Gundam flew straight to the enemy.
Sounds of metal against metal grated against Usagi's ears. Her expression of wonderment had long since been replaced by one of fear and a growing excitement. Battle, she thought to herself as Wing Gundam moved with surprising grace and slashed one of the enemy robots in half. Her blood thrummed with excitement. Heero's expression was one of extreme concentration and coldness. With a few quick movements, Wing Gundam destroyed the remaining enemy.
"We have to get out of here immediately."
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After securing Wing Gundam in the carrier, Heero made his way over to the other four pilots, who were giving him evil looks. They'd stopped bickering when they'd seen Wing Gundam land, ready to give Heero a piece of their mind for his "underhanded" actions. He walked over, anger radiating from each step that he took. With his death glare at all of them, whatever protests the other pilots were about to make were quickly silenced.
"I need to take care of something. Watch Usagi."
The foursome merely stared at his departing figure.
"The perfect soldier has returned," Duo commented quietly.
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Usagi slowly walked over to the four pilots as she watched Heero walk away from them. Kami-sama, he was a hard one to understand, she thought with a sigh. He'd been furious with himself since the incident with the mobile suits. He had barely said a word to her on the way back to the carrier. His carriage radiated a cold anger and fury, which frightened her. She knew that it had something to do with her. Her heart grew heavy at the thought of him not liking her. Despite having met him only a few days ago, she felt like she knew him. She also knew that she was seeing a side of him no one had for a long time. She understood the occasional lapses that he had when he thought he was displaying too much emotion. Or acting human, she thought sadly. She could not explain how she knew all this. To bring the both of us together, something must have had a hand in this. He's given me back my life, she thought with a sudden clarity. I must now give him back his humanity. She stopped right in front of the pilots, who were giving her the strangest looks.
"What is it?" She asked curiously.
"It's nothing," Quatre replied after a moment's silence.
"What happened up there?" Duo asked, unable to hold back the question burning in everyone's mind.
"Well, we were just flying around, and Heero-kun showed me how Wing Zero could transform. Suddenly, these… what did he call them again? Motor suits?"
The other pilots chuckled though their faces quickly sobered up as they realised the implications.
"Mobile suits," Trowa corrected.
"That's right. Anyway, those things show up and Heero-kun manages to destroy them. But then, afterwards, he just got really silent and angry. And he wouldn't talk to me." She shrugged carelessly, though the other men could tell that it bothered her.
"Usagi…"
"It's all right, Duo. I understand him better than you think. I know he's probably not used to having emotions." She continued as she heard the collective gasps. "Demo it still hurts though."
"I don't know what to tell you."
"Don't worry about it, Duo. He needs time to evaluate things. I won't let him down."
Wufei shocked everyone with what he did next as he nodded in agreement. "Heero likes cute baka onnas anyway."
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Well, minna-chan? I simply have to know! Love it? Hate it? Please review. *puppy dog eyes and all* It does keep authors motivated that readers either like/hate their stuff enough to write something about it. And just to remind everyone, I gladly welcome any suggestions on how the story can progress! I need ideas, especially for a villain.
And oh yeah, upon re-reading this, I really was in a weird mood (again) when I wrote this. *giggles* It's uhhh meant to be a wee bit suggestive. Like you didn't already know that though ;) I was tired okay?? (That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it! Hehe)
Over the holidays (after Friday), I should be able to spend more time on my fics and I'll probably upload a super-huge chapter 7. I'm also wondering if anyone out there is nice enough to help me beta-read some of my stuff before I upload it. It would be greatly appreciated as well! And to all my faithful and wonderful readers, especially the reviewers, I thank you for all your wonderful words. This is why I continue to write :) (Cheesy and sappy, but hey, it is that time of the season). Anyway, remember:
Lotsa reviews = happy Chibi Tenshi = more chapters!
It all works out, and everyone's happy! Although I'll exchange the reviews for Christmas presents ;) *giggles* All right, stopping while I can. Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and happy holidays :) Ja ne!