All characters in this fan fiction are property of Morning star , Sunrise/Shueisha , Sotosu Agency. Not all the ideas and characters in this fan fiction are a part of the Outlaw star series. The title is also not mine. it is the name of a song.
Drill de Runrun Kururunrun
chapter 3: Dangerous Repairs
by Keiyo Meisato
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The group stood at the edge of the immense landfill as they watched the android's lifeless body come to a stop atop a pile of junk.
Aisha dusted off her hands and with a proud grin she marched back to the car. Gene turned and followed, accompanied by a silent Jim and Hanmyo. The man with dark black hair was leaning against the car, his arms folded.
The Ctarl Ctarl hadn't known the guy for very long. He'd been following her around for the past few days; only speaking when necessary. He hadn't mentioned his name either, as if she cared.
She stopped in front of the vehicle and turned to wait for the others. The red haired outlaw walked up next to her and glanced at the stranger. In a quiet, uneasy tone, he asked, "Do you know this guy?"
She turned back to the guy and answered, "Nope I have no idea."
The man stepped forward as the other two crew members came into view. He stopped infront of the group, his hands in his pockets, "The names Laguna."
"Gene Starwind."
"Nice to meet you."Laguna said in an emotionless voice.
Aisha watched Gene get in the car followed by Jim and a girl she'd never seen before. She smirked and hopped into the car aswell, accompanied by Laguna, who sat in back.
* * *
It was late and she was exausted. The events that had just transpired had left her nerves on edge.
Hanmyo slipped under the covers given to her by Jim. The couch was comfy enough and she found herself drifting to sleep.
The next morning, she was awakened by the shrill sound of an annoied and hungry Ctarl Ctarl.
"THERE'S NOTHING TO EAT!!!"
Hanmyo sat up rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Aisha was fumming in front of the almost barren refrigorater.
Tossing the blankets to the side, she stood up and walked over to examine the contents of the frige. She found two eggs hidden in the bootom right corner that looked ok to eat. She placed them on the counter, then climbed up onto the counter and opened a random cabinet. She smirked and pulled out a can of tuna with a faded label. She jumped off the counter and turned to Aisha, who looked confuzled.
"Would you like me to make you some breakfast?" Hanmyo asked the female ctarl ctarl.
Aisha's eyes flashed open with joy, "Oh yes! Would you?"
Hanmyo smiled, "Tuna omellette?"
The cat girl nodded, and Hanmyo went over to the stove. A pan was already on one of the burners. Rolling up her sleaves, Haanmyo broke the two eggs into the pan and turned on the burner. She found a fork in a nearby droor and began to blend the yokes and whites together.
She turned to Aisha, holding out the can of tuna. "Could you open this for me, please?"
Aisha took the can and looked around in hopes of finding a can opener. Failing in that attempt, she unsheathed her cat claws and ripped the lid off.
Hanmyo took the now opened can, "Th-thank you," she stammered.
She flipped the cooking eggs, then walked over the the sink to drain the water from the tuna. Walking back over, she turned down the heat of the burner and placed the tuna on half of the egg, then covered it with the other half. She could feel Aisha's stare coming over her shoulder. SHe smiled and gout out a plate from the fourth cabinet she checked.
She placed the omellette on the plate and handed it to the famished, but greatful Aisha.
"Thank You!" Aisha exclaimed as she walked hurridly to the table. Within seconds the omellette was consumed by the hungry ctarl ctarl.
Hanmyo Turned off the stove and rinsed the pan in the sink. SHe walked over to Aisha, who was licking the remnants of the tuna omellette off the plate.
"How was it?" She asked curiously.
Aisha lowed the plate a grinned, "It was great!"
Hanmyo smiled, pleased to have satisfied the once hungry ctarl ctarl. Something inside her gave her the feeling that they would become good friends.
She blinked, as if remembering something she forgot , "oh ya... my names Hanmyo." SHe held out a small hand.
Aisha took her hand and smiled, "I'm Aisha!"
Hanmyo took the empty plate and set it in the sink. When she returned to the large room she saw Jim walking down the stairs sleepily. Crimson grew across Hanmyo's girlish face as he walked over to the table wearing boxers and a white tank top. He looked up at her with a nervous smile and ran back upstairs to change.
Hanmyo sat at the large round table and waited for Jim to return. Aisha was sprawled out on the couch playing a video game. She yawned sleepily, stretching her arms. She was still wearing the freen dress from the orphanage. It was qrinkled and dirty from lack of washing. It didn't smell too good either, but it was all she had.
The echo of boots on concret filled the room as Jim swiftly decended the stairs. He was wearing his cargo pants and dark red shirt. She smiled, happy to see him. He returned the smile and walked over to her.
"You wanna go get some breakfast?" He asked, "THeres not much to eat here."
Hanmyo nodded, "okay!"
"Great! Come on!" Jim grabbed her hand and led her to the front door. He stopped and turned back to her. "I'm sorry did you need to ghet dressed first?" He asked, involuntaraly putting hes hand behind his head nervously.
SHe looked down and sighed, "THis is all i have actually..."
Jim's hand dropped to his side and a smile crossed his face, "Okay, then we'll just have to go shopping!"
Hanmyo's face lit up with a smile,"Shway!" (ok....that was not my idea...maybe it was but only cause my friends keep sayin it^^;;;;;;;)
They walked down the street, hand in hand, looking for nice clothes at a good price. THey came up to a place called The Unlimited. Jim stepped forward and opened the door for Hanmyo. She walked inside, followed by Jim.
THe store was crowded by racks and shelves of clothes of every kind.
Hanmyo turned to Jim, who was sitting in a chair considering he was no good at finding a good outfit.
"You find something you like and I'll get it for ya." Jim said. SHe smiled and walled off into the maze of garments.
Hour Later...
She walked back to Jim, who was asleep in the chair,"Jim.." SHe nudged his shoulder. He mumbled something in annoiance, but didn;t wake. She stood up straight, contemplating on how she could wake him and have a little fun doing it. She looked around the store for something useful. Her gaze stopped on a bright pink bowa. She walked over to it plucking off one of the neon feathers, then returned to the slumbering Jim.
Hanmyo took the feather between her thump and index finger and lightly brushed it under the young boy's nose. Scrunching his nose, he swatted at the soft plumage iritating his nostrils. He still refused to wake. Hanmyo needed something that would totally catch him off guard, much like a bucket of cold water, but she didn't want to go that far. she looked around again for anything, but her search was futile. Then it hit her. Something so unknown to the young boy. She stepped up closer to him and bent down so that she was face to face with him. Placing her fingers under his chin, she raised his dozing head planted a sweet little kiss on his lips. (^_^)
Jim's eyes fluttered open as Hanmyo pulled away smiling tyumphantly. Jim blushed a deep crimson. She giggled and held out an outfit she found.
Jim looked at it, his blush receeding, and stood up. He smiled and they walked up to the counter to pay for it.
* * *
Jim stepped onto the launch pad of the Outlaw star finishing off his breakfast. Hanmyo stepped up from behind him and looked in awe at the grapler ship. Jim smirked.
A voice called from the ship. It was Aisha. she had gone to the ship ahead of them. The female Ctarl ctarl stepped out from behind a supply crate, accompanied by Laguna.
"Wheres Gene?" Jim asked looking around curiously.
"Oh, he had to go shopping for groceries." Aisha said as she lifted one of the crates and loaded it onto the elecvator. Laguna had walked over to one of the large boxes and placed a hand on it. In an instant the crate and Laguna both dissapeared. Jim stood there, his jaw dropped, eyes wide.
Aisha chuckled, "dont worry about him he does that a lot." The doors of the lift closed and Jim watched as she traveled upward to the outlaw star storage bay. His gaze shifted to one of the turrets of the ship. He sighed as he saw it looked pretty messed up. "Looks like i have some repairs to do." He said as he turned back around to get his tools and gear.
He returned with a pair of goggles oh his head and a box of tools. He saw Hanmyo standing by the ship, patiently waiting for him. She had a bright smile on her face as he aproached the side of the ship.
"Gillium?" Jim called over his communicator.
"Yes Jim?" The cool voice answered.
"I need a rope to get to the turret."
"Right away." soon a rope began to travel down the side to the ship. Jim grabbed the end of it and spoke into the communicator again, "Thanks, Gillium. Thats enough"
"youre welcome, Jim."
He tugged on the cord to make sure it was in place. carefully hanging onto the tools, he began his ascent to the turret. Hand over hand he made it to the top.
The turret looked terrible now that he was up there. It looked like it was about to fall too pieces. Pulling out an electrice weld and began to reattach the turret.
about ten minutes later he called over the communicator to Aisha, "Aisha, power up the turret."
"Okay" The turret began to hum, but the qalming buzz was interupted when random shots began to fill the air.
"TURN IT OFF!!" Jim yelled through the com. The turret quickly silenced itself. Jim sighed. It looked like he'd have to go inside the thing and fix it.
"Jim, is everything ok?" Hanmyo's voice floated up from down below. He gave her a thumbs up, but quickly regretted it as he glanced down. He clung to the rope and took a deep breath. "Dont do that again." He said to himself. He lifted up a latch next to the turret and climbed inside. He slid his goggles on and he could see al the pipes and gears that operated the gun. He checked over the first row of pipes, trying to find anything wrong. Nothing. On the second row he noticed a pipe that was rusted and burnt. Jim opened the tool kit and pulled out a replacement pip and a wrench. He placed the wrench head over the connector for the pipe and began to unscrew it. Suddenly, there was a small explosion of heated gas and Jim was hit hard with something that felt like a tree. Quickly, he linked the replacement pipe into place and screwed it in. The hot smoke stung his eyes and throat. He had to get out of there or he'd sufficate. He pushed the latch open and stuck his head out facing toward the ground below. He could see Hanmyo's worried expression.
"Jim?!"
"I'm...*cough* ok!" He reasured her. He slid out of the opening and hung onto the rope. He began to shake slightly as he closed the latch, but he shook it off. Then, without warning, he felt himself slipping into unconciousness.
"JIM!!!!" Her voice whot through his head as it jolted him back to conciousness, and he was falling. He grabbed the rope, his grip as tight as he could get it. His mind was spinning and he didn't know how much longer he could hang onto the life line. A slender arm embraced him and he turned his weak eyes to see Hanmyo on the rope next to him. He was unable to keep his grip and fell, but Hanmyo's hold was strong and she kept him close to her as she descended the rope.
* * *
Hanmyo carefully lowered Jim to the ground. He was unconcious. From behind her, the sound of running footsteps came from the lift.
"Jim!!"Aisha exclaimed as she approched Hanmyo and the unconcious Jim.
Hanmyo calmed herself and removed his goggles attempting to find out where his wounds were. A small puddle of blood had begin to form under him's head. She also noticed that his arm was twisted in an odd direction. She then carefully lifted his dark shirt up to his neck and saw that a large bruse had begun to form across his chest.
She checked him over again one more time and was satisfied when she could find no more injuries. She quickly possitioned herself beside Jim's limp body. She carefully straighted his broken arm. He hissed in pain, but fell silent again. Placing her hands over him, she closed her eyes. She began to chant.
Aisha's ears perked up, "What the...?!?!" Hanmyo paid no attetion to this as she continued her chant. Jim's body began to glow a briliant blue. "You're.....you're a P-pirate!" Aisha stammered.
Hanmyo's voice rose, "Paguwa sempa Paguwa sempa!!" THe bright blue light flashed blindingly causing Aisha and Laguna to shield their eyes.
The light died down. Hanmyo droped her hands as she leaned over Jim. "Jim?" she spoke softly.
He stirred a bit, then his eyes flutered open. Hanmyo smiled down at him. "H-Hanmyo?" He slowly sat up rubbing his temples.
* * *
His head was throbing but that didnt seem to bother him much. Hanmyo leaned forward and huged him weakly. He looked down at her, "Hanmyo, what happened?" He waited for an answer, but nothing escaped her mouth. He caught the slight sniffle that escaped her. Was she crying? He allowed her to cling to him for awhile longer, then he saw Aisha. The Ctarl ctarl was starring at them, shock evident on her face.
"Whats wrong Aisha?" Jim asked, a bit worried.
"She.....she...." her words didnt seem to want to come out.
He blinked, a bit confused.
"Aw forget it." Aisha said, "Are you ok?"
"Ya" Jim answered. His headache had subsided.
Hanmyo released her hold on Jim and sat back wiping at her tear streeked cheeks. Jim turned his attention to her, his faced saddened. "Hanmyo?"
SHe looked up at him and smiled, "I'm fine... just a bit shaken."
Jim smiled and slowly stood up. He reached out hand to help her up. She took it and allowed him to lift her. As soon asn she was up he let go of her hand, but was force to catch her as she fell. "Hanmyo?!"
"Its okay" She said weakly, "I just used up a bit too much energy, thats all..." He allowed her to lean on him as they walked into the hanger.
* * *
Aisha stood with Laguna outside the hanger.
"We can't tell him what happened" Aisha turned to the dark haired man.
"Yeah... you're probably right. She should be the one to tell him. But I don't think she even knows." Laguna turned and began loading cargo again.
Aisha glanced at the hanger for a second longer then went back to help Laguna.
End
I love this chapter its sooooo cute^^ anyway I hope yall liked it as much as I did please r&r