Victim of Emotions

Chapter 6

My wounds healed quite quickly and soon I was able to walk around the town I was in. Everyone was pleasant and no one seemed to care that I was fifteen and had been piloting a spaceship.

Everything was going fine and I was started to wonder if I would ever leave. Where did I have to go otherwise?

Then my curiosity got me into trouble again.

Walking down the main street, I saw the blonde kid again. Maybe I could ask him if I could stay here. I ran after him. He disappeared through the door of one of the buildings, so I followed.

But when I walked in he was nowhere in sight. There was no other door. How could he have disappeared? Then on the floor I noticed a wooden plank. A trap door?

Lifting it up I looked down some stairs at mobile suits. It looked like an underground base. Why was it here? But I couldn't just walk away from it now. I climbed down and pulled the trap door shut behind me.

There wasn't anyone around and I could have done anything I wanted, but I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw what sorts of mobile suits there were. Gundams! The same Gundams that I had seen on that television broadcast, fighting. Who were these people? Where had I ended up?

"Hey, what are you doing down here?"

I turned and saw it was the blonde boy. But to my surprise he didn't seem angry, only rather surprised. This was certainly different from the usual "What are you doing here? Hey, I don't care. I'll just shoot you!" attitude that I was usually faced with.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to come across these" I stared at the floor. "Just go on and shoot me if you are going to. Its what everyone else has wanted to do since I found out about Gundams."

I felt his stare on me, but he didn't seem to be going to shoot me. I looked up. Then the sudden need to explain came over me. But how to start?

"I'm from the colonies myself" This got a very surprised response. "I think in fact, I'm sure I know well, used to know, another Gundam pilot, not that he was a Gundam pilot then. It's my mistake to try and find him. Just put me into so many situations like this"

"You know another Gundam pilot?" he asked disbelievingly.

"At least I think he is from what I could gather from eh" A slight smile crept onto my face as I thought what I was about to say would sound like. "From sneaking around in the vent shaft and eh hiding out in the spaceport which was where I might as well tell you I stole that spaceship" I thought if there was anything else, but came to the conclusion, "I'm done now" and I cringed slightly, expecting the worst response.

But instead he started laughing. "You're certainly an interesting character!" he exclaimed.

I grinned. I wasn't dead meat. I wasn't going to be killed. This was certainly a turn up. "So you're not gonna kill me?"

"You seem genuinely friendly. I think I can trust you. Do you mind if I ask you your name?"

"Not at all. It's Ti'ahta. Ti'ahta Rinveers. What's yours?"

"Quatre Raberba Winner."

I felt I should know that name from somewhere, but I just couldn't quite place it.

I was sitting in one of the bedrooms while Quatre leaned out the window and called to the other Gundam pilot. "Do you really have to leave?" I heard no reply and guessed the other guy had just kept walking. "I won't stop you, but at least tell me what your name is before you go. My name is Quatre Raberba Winner," he said, the last bit incredibly proudly.

To my surprise, I heard the other guy's voice. "I have no name but if you must call me something it's Trowa. Call me Trowa Barton." I was amazed he had even talked then at all.

Trowa. Interesting name. I had a feeling I should try and remember these guys' names.

"Goodbye friend Trowa. We'll meet again!" Quatre waved, then turned away from the window and sat down on the end of the bed I was lying on. Rashid, the extremely tall man I had seen when I had awoken, looked down at him.

"Quatre, should we be letting him go like this? He knows the location of this base after all."

"I wouldn't worry. He's not the type to go around telling anyone."

"He's not the type to go around talking," I pointed out.

"But what if he attacks?" Rashid continued.

"Why would he?" I asked. "If he had wanted rid of us, then he just would have blown you up while he was here."

"But I almost wish he would attack," said Quatre in a slightly dreamy tone. "Then at least I'd be able to see him again."

"You will. You're both Gundam pilots. You're fighting the same enemy. You'll no doubt bump into each other."

"I take it that since you're still here, you'll be staying here for a while?" Rashid asked me.

"You give me a place to go, I'll go" I answered, then added after some thought, "Unless I don't like it"

I looked out the window, staring over the desert. I'd never seen the Earth before. I had only seen a few pictures, but being here was so much more different. The horizon went on forever, and everything was so spread out and flat, nothing like the colony.

I heard Quatre speak behind me from his computer. "Just as you thought. Others are attacking OZ facilities beside just me. I know one of them is Trowa but"

"Another's called Duo," I added, not turning round. "At least, that's what he called himself then, but I don't think he would have changed it."

"This means there are definitely others. There really are more Gundam pilots like me. I wish I could meet them. All of them."

"So do I."

Okay, that was a longer chapter... but I'm sure you won't be finding much of those scenes new to you. Sorry, and to make up for this too, there is another chapter to follow uploaded already.