Ahoy, me here, with the fourth (or fifth?) post to Confessions. This one's the shortest yet. Oh, and btw, Tseng's Gundam is named Dragonlair. It's big, blue, and a bit sleeker than the others. It carries a huge shuriken (like Yuffie's XD) and a beam sword. It is, if you haven't caught on already, a creation of a friend's. She and I wrote corresponding stories - she's Tseng, and wrote a story from her point of view (with Hikaru in it) and of course I'm Hikaru. Our stories are almost exactly the same in theme, only the roles are reversed, and Tseng falls for Quatre, not - erk, well, I won't say. ^^;; Also, in case you were wondering, Hellraiser is black and white - it resembles the Deathscythe, but it's a lot less boxy. It carries a quiver of huge metal arrows on its back that have thick cords attached to the end (the butt? I forgot what it's called X.x) so she can pierce enemies and reel 'em in like unlucky fishies. ^_^; Woo, ok, NOW READ! o.o;
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CONFESSIONS Part Four
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"It's about Quatre," Hikaru said. There was a brief strained silence, and then Tseng shouted, "Tell me, goddammit!"
"Quatre had a little...accident," Duo said darkly. "The carrier landed badly and threw us all off, and Quatre broke his ribs and generally got the shit knocked out of him when he was thrown against the floor." Hikaru noted with surprise how Duo said Quatre hit the floor, not the control panel of Hellraiser.
"Oh, shit!" Wufei yelled. "They've spotted us. We've lingered too long!"
"Damn damn *damn*!" Duo cursed, agitated. "All right, let's go! Fast!"
"Go go go!" shouted Wufei, waving Altron's arm frantically. "Move out!"
Hikaru sped towards the base, joined neck and neck by an enthusiastic Duo and a grave, determined Wufei. Tseng lingered behind, and Hikaru swerved around and approached him slowly. Opening her mouth to console him, she jerked in surprise when she heard, over the microphone, small, breathy gasps that could only have been sobs.
"T-Tseng?" Hikaru asked timidly.
"Is he okay?" Tseng asked, his voice breaking.
Hikaru edged Hellraiser closer. "I don't know, Tseng," she said in a soothing voice as she could. "I hope to God he is, though. I understand how you feel --"
"No, you don't," murmured Tseng, not unkindly. "I don't need your pity, Kinjiro. It's not like he's dead or anything."
"Yeah, I know, but still --"
"Go. Wufei and Duo need your help," Tseng said gently.
Hikaru left quietly, without another word to Tseng. She felt strangely unsettled, but calmed and reassured at the same time. Tseng was a kind and gentle soul, and Hikaru felt a peculiar detached affinity for the guy. She knew he already had Quatre, but watching the two of them laughing and joking together sent a lonely shudder through Hikaru. She wished she had someone like Quatre to confide in, like Tseng did.
It was strange, the way they sometimes acted; like the two of them knew something the five others didn't. Quatre would make small obscure comments to Tseng that obviously had a hidden meaning, and Tseng would throw a small fit at him.
The thing Hikaru couldn't put her finger on was what it was they shared. Were they lovers, or dating, and keeping it secret from the rest of the pilots? She doubted it very seriously, though. Tseng and Quatre just...weren't like that. They were more like best friends who enjoyed each other's company. They were like best friends. It made Hikaru a little envious, but she'd rather die before she admitted it.
Hikaru slowly made her way back to where Wufei and Duo were waiting, surveying the scene. Alarms were going off, audible even from where the three pilots stood, at least a hundred yards away. Code-red mobile suits began to filter out of the harbor at an alarming rate. Strangely enough, the mobile dolls were absent from the field, but Hikaru considered that a blessing of sorts.
She shuddered, clenching her teeth and reminding herself of the pain of Quatre's face as she held him in her arms, only a little while earlier.
"For Quatre," she murmured once more before charging into the fray.
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Duo's crucifix cut painfully into Hikaru's hand as she crept along the floor, hugging the walls and her haven shadows. She grasped the metal cross tighter, and her palms began to ache with a biting pain. But she would never let go of it; it was her only reminder that there were people waiting for her when she got out of here. *If* she got out of here…
Lady Une's twirled, Danish-style braids were now in view. Hikaru concentrated on the back of the tall woman's head, and jerked in dismayed surprise as she noticed Une had a .44 caliber strapped to her thigh. But she wasn't going to let a minor detail like that stop her, not after she had gotten this far - and by herself, too. All she needed now was to slip by Lady Une & Co unnoticed, get into the main control room, shut off the power and swipe the disks from the spooling drive. All, of course, without getting noticed.
No big deal, really.
Hikaru inched her way, on hands and knees, past the regal-looking, skinny brunette who held the position of power in all of OZ, serving as Treize's personal slave.
Lady Une scoffed in calm surprise as she leaned forward to examine a computer monitor. It showed a camera view of the area surrounding the base, and Tseng's Gundam Dragonlair was in full view. Tseng was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. Judging from the fact that Tseng wasn't moving, Hikaru opted for the latter.
"What the hell are you doing?" she hissed to Tseng silently.
"So, they've decided to come for us, have they?" Lady Une mused as she watched the unmoving Dragonlair. "Ready the cannons, Sedici."
A stocky, ugly, dark-haired man standing to the left of Lady Une nodded once and saluted. "Yes, Lady." He turned on his heel and walked out.
Now it was just Hikaru, Lady Une, and some other guy. He looked vaguely familiar, yet Hikaru couldn't quite place it. That disfiguring mask and long blonde hair definitely rang a loud bell.*
"Well, Lieutenant, any advice for our current situation?" Lady Une asked, turning to the man. He shrugged calmly.
"Sit back and wait," he replied, with an air of unperturbed smugness.
Lady Une sighed disgustedly, as if she had really known it was a bad idea to ask the man for advice but had done it anyway, and had gotten the exact reaction she had expected. "His Excellency will be here shortly. You can discuss with him this unfortunate turn of events."
Hikaru clenched the fist not holding Duo's cross, mumbling curses under her breath.
Beneath her, the floor began to vibrate minutely, a sign that the cannon was charging. Tseng was still motionless.
"Come on, come on! Move, move, move, Tseng, you bastard!" hissed Hikaru. "How could you be so stupid? You'll die!"
A fleet of mobile suits surrounded Tseng like a fatal shroud. The pilot didn't move, still. His huge navy blue Gundam remained motionless - until the first Taurus suit ventured within a few hundred feet. It had exploded in a ball of flame before Hikaru could even blink.
Tseng withdrew his massive shuriken and then slung it back over his shoulder. A battle cry exploded from his throat and Dragonlair darted forward into the thicket of suits and wiped out sixteen with a single swipe. His beam sword destroyed several others.
Lady Une cursed loudly. "Looks like we underestimated the little bastard."
Hikaru stifled a squeal of joy. "I knew you'd come through, you little shit!" she giggled silently, cheering him on. But the feeling of the cold crucifix in her hand reminded her of why she was really here, and she resumed crawling quickly. She made her way as quickly as she could to the main control room, whose door was very clearly labeled.
"Almost there," she groaned softly. "Keep them distracted, Tseng." She made a mental note to shower him with thanks later.
Hikaru shot to her feet when she was only three or four feet away from the door. She quickly entered the code she had gotten from the security guard she'd knocked out and slipped in as quietly as she could. Hikaru hoped fiercely there were no cameras or sensors to catch her progress.
There was a large red switch mounted on the left wall that was in plastic casing. Hikaru reasoned this was her target and scampered to it quickly.
There was a large yellow triangle on the casing, and beneath it read:
DO NOT TOUCH. SWITCH SHOULD NEVER BE POINTING DOWNWARDS.
Hikaru smirked. Then she flipped the switch downwards.
The first thing she realized was that it was really dark. The next thing she realized was that there was a lot of shouting and it was coming closer. Then the third and final thing she realized was that the door was opening.
- T B C -
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*Yes, there's a tie between Zechs and Hikaru. But, kyahaha, you can't know yet. P
Eek, sorry about it being so short... But I've realized my posts are really long and I can't write that fast... ^^;; Okay, well, this was relatively pointless, btw. It has little to no relation to the rest of the story... But, it'll all come together in the end. I promise. -_-;;
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CONFESSIONS Part Four
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"It's about Quatre," Hikaru said. There was a brief strained silence, and then Tseng shouted, "Tell me, goddammit!"
"Quatre had a little...accident," Duo said darkly. "The carrier landed badly and threw us all off, and Quatre broke his ribs and generally got the shit knocked out of him when he was thrown against the floor." Hikaru noted with surprise how Duo said Quatre hit the floor, not the control panel of Hellraiser.
"Oh, shit!" Wufei yelled. "They've spotted us. We've lingered too long!"
"Damn damn *damn*!" Duo cursed, agitated. "All right, let's go! Fast!"
"Go go go!" shouted Wufei, waving Altron's arm frantically. "Move out!"
Hikaru sped towards the base, joined neck and neck by an enthusiastic Duo and a grave, determined Wufei. Tseng lingered behind, and Hikaru swerved around and approached him slowly. Opening her mouth to console him, she jerked in surprise when she heard, over the microphone, small, breathy gasps that could only have been sobs.
"T-Tseng?" Hikaru asked timidly.
"Is he okay?" Tseng asked, his voice breaking.
Hikaru edged Hellraiser closer. "I don't know, Tseng," she said in a soothing voice as she could. "I hope to God he is, though. I understand how you feel --"
"No, you don't," murmured Tseng, not unkindly. "I don't need your pity, Kinjiro. It's not like he's dead or anything."
"Yeah, I know, but still --"
"Go. Wufei and Duo need your help," Tseng said gently.
Hikaru left quietly, without another word to Tseng. She felt strangely unsettled, but calmed and reassured at the same time. Tseng was a kind and gentle soul, and Hikaru felt a peculiar detached affinity for the guy. She knew he already had Quatre, but watching the two of them laughing and joking together sent a lonely shudder through Hikaru. She wished she had someone like Quatre to confide in, like Tseng did.
It was strange, the way they sometimes acted; like the two of them knew something the five others didn't. Quatre would make small obscure comments to Tseng that obviously had a hidden meaning, and Tseng would throw a small fit at him.
The thing Hikaru couldn't put her finger on was what it was they shared. Were they lovers, or dating, and keeping it secret from the rest of the pilots? She doubted it very seriously, though. Tseng and Quatre just...weren't like that. They were more like best friends who enjoyed each other's company. They were like best friends. It made Hikaru a little envious, but she'd rather die before she admitted it.
Hikaru slowly made her way back to where Wufei and Duo were waiting, surveying the scene. Alarms were going off, audible even from where the three pilots stood, at least a hundred yards away. Code-red mobile suits began to filter out of the harbor at an alarming rate. Strangely enough, the mobile dolls were absent from the field, but Hikaru considered that a blessing of sorts.
She shuddered, clenching her teeth and reminding herself of the pain of Quatre's face as she held him in her arms, only a little while earlier.
"For Quatre," she murmured once more before charging into the fray.
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Duo's crucifix cut painfully into Hikaru's hand as she crept along the floor, hugging the walls and her haven shadows. She grasped the metal cross tighter, and her palms began to ache with a biting pain. But she would never let go of it; it was her only reminder that there were people waiting for her when she got out of here. *If* she got out of here…
Lady Une's twirled, Danish-style braids were now in view. Hikaru concentrated on the back of the tall woman's head, and jerked in dismayed surprise as she noticed Une had a .44 caliber strapped to her thigh. But she wasn't going to let a minor detail like that stop her, not after she had gotten this far - and by herself, too. All she needed now was to slip by Lady Une & Co unnoticed, get into the main control room, shut off the power and swipe the disks from the spooling drive. All, of course, without getting noticed.
No big deal, really.
Hikaru inched her way, on hands and knees, past the regal-looking, skinny brunette who held the position of power in all of OZ, serving as Treize's personal slave.
Lady Une scoffed in calm surprise as she leaned forward to examine a computer monitor. It showed a camera view of the area surrounding the base, and Tseng's Gundam Dragonlair was in full view. Tseng was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. Judging from the fact that Tseng wasn't moving, Hikaru opted for the latter.
"What the hell are you doing?" she hissed to Tseng silently.
"So, they've decided to come for us, have they?" Lady Une mused as she watched the unmoving Dragonlair. "Ready the cannons, Sedici."
A stocky, ugly, dark-haired man standing to the left of Lady Une nodded once and saluted. "Yes, Lady." He turned on his heel and walked out.
Now it was just Hikaru, Lady Une, and some other guy. He looked vaguely familiar, yet Hikaru couldn't quite place it. That disfiguring mask and long blonde hair definitely rang a loud bell.*
"Well, Lieutenant, any advice for our current situation?" Lady Une asked, turning to the man. He shrugged calmly.
"Sit back and wait," he replied, with an air of unperturbed smugness.
Lady Une sighed disgustedly, as if she had really known it was a bad idea to ask the man for advice but had done it anyway, and had gotten the exact reaction she had expected. "His Excellency will be here shortly. You can discuss with him this unfortunate turn of events."
Hikaru clenched the fist not holding Duo's cross, mumbling curses under her breath.
Beneath her, the floor began to vibrate minutely, a sign that the cannon was charging. Tseng was still motionless.
"Come on, come on! Move, move, move, Tseng, you bastard!" hissed Hikaru. "How could you be so stupid? You'll die!"
A fleet of mobile suits surrounded Tseng like a fatal shroud. The pilot didn't move, still. His huge navy blue Gundam remained motionless - until the first Taurus suit ventured within a few hundred feet. It had exploded in a ball of flame before Hikaru could even blink.
Tseng withdrew his massive shuriken and then slung it back over his shoulder. A battle cry exploded from his throat and Dragonlair darted forward into the thicket of suits and wiped out sixteen with a single swipe. His beam sword destroyed several others.
Lady Une cursed loudly. "Looks like we underestimated the little bastard."
Hikaru stifled a squeal of joy. "I knew you'd come through, you little shit!" she giggled silently, cheering him on. But the feeling of the cold crucifix in her hand reminded her of why she was really here, and she resumed crawling quickly. She made her way as quickly as she could to the main control room, whose door was very clearly labeled.
"Almost there," she groaned softly. "Keep them distracted, Tseng." She made a mental note to shower him with thanks later.
Hikaru shot to her feet when she was only three or four feet away from the door. She quickly entered the code she had gotten from the security guard she'd knocked out and slipped in as quietly as she could. Hikaru hoped fiercely there were no cameras or sensors to catch her progress.
There was a large red switch mounted on the left wall that was in plastic casing. Hikaru reasoned this was her target and scampered to it quickly.
There was a large yellow triangle on the casing, and beneath it read:
DO NOT TOUCH. SWITCH SHOULD NEVER BE POINTING DOWNWARDS.
Hikaru smirked. Then she flipped the switch downwards.
The first thing she realized was that it was really dark. The next thing she realized was that there was a lot of shouting and it was coming closer. Then the third and final thing she realized was that the door was opening.
- T B C -
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*Yes, there's a tie between Zechs and Hikaru. But, kyahaha, you can't know yet. P
Eek, sorry about it being so short... But I've realized my posts are really long and I can't write that fast... ^^;; Okay, well, this was relatively pointless, btw. It has little to no relation to the rest of the story... But, it'll all come together in the end. I promise. -_-;;