Second chapter! My computer is messing up on me all the time now and it's just...well, I'm sure you all know the feeling. But I've got some good news! My summer starts on May 26th and I'll have a lot of time to try and finish my stories! *applause* Ooh, my first year of high school... anyways, here it goes.
I don't own SM or GW. *pout*
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Usagi watched the retreating back of the young man in shock. He was really CUTE! And his muscles...
Those of someone who worked out just to be in shape, not steroroid-associated muscles. He had gorgeous eyes too. Deep...
Usagi felt herself blush and quickly looked away. She leaned back and gazed out over the ocean, thinking of the pilot she had seen die earlier that day. She said a silent prayer to him.
She looked at her foot and tried to see the damage she had brought onto herself. Blood covered the sole of her foot and sand stuck to the sticky liquid and she cringed.
She looked up and saw the man come back, a few bottles and bandages in his hand. She looked up at him and smiled, holding out her hand and expecting him to give her the materials.
"Thank you-" was all she could manage before he knelt down on one knee in front of her, taking her foot in his hand and observing the wound. He frowned and set to work on mending her foot.
Soon she was clumsily rising from the bench with his help. She couldn't put much weight on her injured foot and balanced on her left.
"You didn't have to do that, you know," she said. He just growled a response and bent down to pick up his things. "But thanks anyways." He didn't look up. Instead he straightened back up and looked at his watch and then out to sea. He seemed a little impatient about something.
"My name's Usagi," she said and held out her hand.
"That's nice," he mumbled and turned towards her. She was a little taken aback by the rude comment but quickly composed herself. "And your name would be..." she prompted.
"None of your business." With that he turned around and once again began to walk off.
"As if we don't have enough rude people in our society already!" she called to his back and began to turn in the opposite. But something on the horizon caught her eye.
"What the..." she said and then it came into focus. She gasped and turned to where the boy had gone.
He had stopped as well and was watching the huge object come towards them.
She looked back and squinted, red, white, and blue metal glinting in the sun.
The robot from earlier that day in space! The one that had, or so she thought, been destroyed.
Then it struck her. She spun around and looked at the young man.
"You!" she shouted. "You're the one who was piloting that suit in space today, aren't you!" she accused.
He twisted his head to wear he was glaring at her. She watched as he slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out a shining gun.
Her eyes widened in shock as he took aim at her.
"Now you know. And you must die," he said softly.
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"WHAT?!" she screamed. His glare hardened and his hand tightened visibly around the trigger.
A loud explosive was heard and both looked back to see what it was.
The mobile suit had just been attacked by underwater suits and the man cursed.
The sound of a car on the road above them brought Usagi to attention. She saw that he was still distracted and stumbled for the stairs leading to the highway. A red sports car was driving closer and Usagi tripped and cried out when she was halfway up the steps.
This got the young man's attention and he cursed some more, coming after her. She made it through the gate and shut it behind her, nearly tripping while running towards the side of the road, waving her arms to get the car's attention.
The car came to a screeching halt when the driver saw Usagi. He threw open the door and leaped out of the car.
"Usa!" called the driver who was a tall dark-haired man around eighteen.
"Mamoru!" Usagi cried out and ran to the car. She went to the passenger side door and opened it. She dared a glance towards the beach to see if the man was still there. She gasped when she didn't see a sign of him.
The large mobile suit was still slicing through the water towards the beach and the Cancers were still gunning it down. Usagi turned to Mamoru.
"Let's hurry up and get out of here. Those suits are shooting at something and I don't want to be around when they get close to the beach!" she said breathlessly.
"You got it, cuz," replied Mamoru.
"Thanks, Mamo-chan."
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'So close,' seethed the perfect soldier as he hid among the dark pillars supporting the road. He nearly had her before that guy showed up.
He turned his attention to the water and saw his Wing Gundam land upon the sand about twenty five yards from where he stood.
'Time for action,' he thought and se ran towards his machine. Wing had received very little damage despite the onslaught it just went through.
He gracefully jumped onto the chest of the mecha and he found the release latch.
The machine hissed and the door opened, inviting Heero into the cockpit. He quickly jumped into the seat and pulled the straps of the harness around him, making sure he was secure.
"Mission accepted," he said and typed a command into the computer. Lights and noises of the machine coming to life filled the tiny compartment.
Outside the pilots of the Cancers were scanning the mobile suit, trying to determine the type of suit it was. Suddenly the mecha lurched to its feet and its eyes flashed emerald.
"Gundanium alloy? That thing's a Gundam! How long has it been since those things have been manufactured?" asked a startled pilot.
"About ten years, last I heard. Guess it shouldn't be too hard to get rid of," his comrad sneered.
Both Cancers drew out their guns and missles and fired at the suit. They hit their target.
The pilots laughed and began to joke about the suit but were soon silenced when a flash flew out of the smoke, a large energy sword drawn.
The Cancer pilots barely had time to scream before the blade sliced through both their suits. The Gundam didn't even budge when the two Cancers exploded.
Inside the cockpit of Wing, Heero laughed at the fools who ahd thought they would be a match for him.
"Mission complete." Heero straightened the Gundam into its full height and he looked in the direction of where the girl and her boyfriend had taken off. Their car was only a small dot reducing in size as it barreled down the road.
Heero lifted his sword in the direction of the car and promised himself that he would find this Usagi girl again.
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Hey! End of chapter two, please read and review. Thanks! ^_^
I don't own SM or GW. *pout*
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Usagi watched the retreating back of the young man in shock. He was really CUTE! And his muscles...
Those of someone who worked out just to be in shape, not steroroid-associated muscles. He had gorgeous eyes too. Deep...
Usagi felt herself blush and quickly looked away. She leaned back and gazed out over the ocean, thinking of the pilot she had seen die earlier that day. She said a silent prayer to him.
She looked at her foot and tried to see the damage she had brought onto herself. Blood covered the sole of her foot and sand stuck to the sticky liquid and she cringed.
She looked up and saw the man come back, a few bottles and bandages in his hand. She looked up at him and smiled, holding out her hand and expecting him to give her the materials.
"Thank you-" was all she could manage before he knelt down on one knee in front of her, taking her foot in his hand and observing the wound. He frowned and set to work on mending her foot.
Soon she was clumsily rising from the bench with his help. She couldn't put much weight on her injured foot and balanced on her left.
"You didn't have to do that, you know," she said. He just growled a response and bent down to pick up his things. "But thanks anyways." He didn't look up. Instead he straightened back up and looked at his watch and then out to sea. He seemed a little impatient about something.
"My name's Usagi," she said and held out her hand.
"That's nice," he mumbled and turned towards her. She was a little taken aback by the rude comment but quickly composed herself. "And your name would be..." she prompted.
"None of your business." With that he turned around and once again began to walk off.
"As if we don't have enough rude people in our society already!" she called to his back and began to turn in the opposite. But something on the horizon caught her eye.
"What the..." she said and then it came into focus. She gasped and turned to where the boy had gone.
He had stopped as well and was watching the huge object come towards them.
She looked back and squinted, red, white, and blue metal glinting in the sun.
The robot from earlier that day in space! The one that had, or so she thought, been destroyed.
Then it struck her. She spun around and looked at the young man.
"You!" she shouted. "You're the one who was piloting that suit in space today, aren't you!" she accused.
He twisted his head to wear he was glaring at her. She watched as he slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out a shining gun.
Her eyes widened in shock as he took aim at her.
"Now you know. And you must die," he said softly.
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"WHAT?!" she screamed. His glare hardened and his hand tightened visibly around the trigger.
A loud explosive was heard and both looked back to see what it was.
The mobile suit had just been attacked by underwater suits and the man cursed.
The sound of a car on the road above them brought Usagi to attention. She saw that he was still distracted and stumbled for the stairs leading to the highway. A red sports car was driving closer and Usagi tripped and cried out when she was halfway up the steps.
This got the young man's attention and he cursed some more, coming after her. She made it through the gate and shut it behind her, nearly tripping while running towards the side of the road, waving her arms to get the car's attention.
The car came to a screeching halt when the driver saw Usagi. He threw open the door and leaped out of the car.
"Usa!" called the driver who was a tall dark-haired man around eighteen.
"Mamoru!" Usagi cried out and ran to the car. She went to the passenger side door and opened it. She dared a glance towards the beach to see if the man was still there. She gasped when she didn't see a sign of him.
The large mobile suit was still slicing through the water towards the beach and the Cancers were still gunning it down. Usagi turned to Mamoru.
"Let's hurry up and get out of here. Those suits are shooting at something and I don't want to be around when they get close to the beach!" she said breathlessly.
"You got it, cuz," replied Mamoru.
"Thanks, Mamo-chan."
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'So close,' seethed the perfect soldier as he hid among the dark pillars supporting the road. He nearly had her before that guy showed up.
He turned his attention to the water and saw his Wing Gundam land upon the sand about twenty five yards from where he stood.
'Time for action,' he thought and se ran towards his machine. Wing had received very little damage despite the onslaught it just went through.
He gracefully jumped onto the chest of the mecha and he found the release latch.
The machine hissed and the door opened, inviting Heero into the cockpit. He quickly jumped into the seat and pulled the straps of the harness around him, making sure he was secure.
"Mission accepted," he said and typed a command into the computer. Lights and noises of the machine coming to life filled the tiny compartment.
Outside the pilots of the Cancers were scanning the mobile suit, trying to determine the type of suit it was. Suddenly the mecha lurched to its feet and its eyes flashed emerald.
"Gundanium alloy? That thing's a Gundam! How long has it been since those things have been manufactured?" asked a startled pilot.
"About ten years, last I heard. Guess it shouldn't be too hard to get rid of," his comrad sneered.
Both Cancers drew out their guns and missles and fired at the suit. They hit their target.
The pilots laughed and began to joke about the suit but were soon silenced when a flash flew out of the smoke, a large energy sword drawn.
The Cancer pilots barely had time to scream before the blade sliced through both their suits. The Gundam didn't even budge when the two Cancers exploded.
Inside the cockpit of Wing, Heero laughed at the fools who ahd thought they would be a match for him.
"Mission complete." Heero straightened the Gundam into its full height and he looked in the direction of where the girl and her boyfriend had taken off. Their car was only a small dot reducing in size as it barreled down the road.
Heero lifted his sword in the direction of the car and promised himself that he would find this Usagi girl again.
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Hey! End of chapter two, please read and review. Thanks! ^_^
