Terrible Tuesday



Miaka and Yui stood on opposite sides of their room, going through the closets. "Miaka..." Yui slowly muttered, "Where are my clothes?" The gum in Miaka had in her mouth popped noisily, "I dunno. I lent the top of the outfit you gave me to Soi, and the bottom to Bra." Miaka heard something crack and when she looked up, the closet door was hanging off of its hinges. "Tamahomeeee!" Miaka squealed as Yui advanced upon her. In the room where Tamahome was, they were having their own problems. "Where are most of my suits?" Tasuki wailed. "I burned them." Nakago stated plainly, "I needed to practice my aim." Tasuki growled and pulled out his fan. Nakago prepared an energy blast. A shrill music brought everyone to their knees. Amiboshi stood in front of the window, outlined by the light shining through.

"What did you that for?" Tamahome shouted. Suboshi appeared next to Amiboshi, kneeling down. "Please, be quiet." Amiboshi said, " No fighting. We don't know what this new author will do." wicked laughter came down from above> Miaka and Yui ran in from their rooms. Miaka ran to Tamahome, and clung tightly, and surprisingly, Yui ran to Suboshi. Suboshi was shocked, but then ran his fingers through her hair. Just then, the doorbell rang. Everyone looked at each other and dashed out of the room. As they hit the hallway, they were met with the others. Out of the whole group, Bra and Pan were the first to reach the door. When they opened it, a teenage girl stood outside. She had red hair, the was done in a ponytail; green eyes, that held no signs; and wore a denim skirt with a black shirt, leggings, and boots.

"Who are you?" Bulma questioned. She looked at them with emotionless eyes. "I seek the one called Vegeta." she stated. Bulma moved in front of Bra and Pan. "He's not feeling well and won't be able to see anyone until Wednesday." "I'll wait then." She brushed past everyone in one fluid motion. The door slammed shut as she crossed the room. Nakago moved in front of her. "We want to know who you are." She looked up at him then placed her hand on his chest. The stray pieces of her hair floated backwards as she blasted Nakago into the wall. Heero and Duo were instantly at both of her sides, their guns placed at her temple. She turned slightly and glanced at both of them. They flew backwards and she pinned them to the wall with her mind. She tucked her hair behind her ear and walked on.

She bounced up the stairs on her tip toe. She turned back around, and snapped her fingers. Duo and Heero fell from the wall, their indents still there. She turned back around and was face to face with the unmasked face of Chichiri. He placed his staff at his side and stared at her. She stared back. He gave a slight nod and she smiled. "Android 30." She patted him on the shoulder as she walked by. Bulma and everyone else were up the stairs in seconds flat as she disappeared around the corner. "Who is she?" Bulma asked. Soi, helping Nakago, came up the stairs a few minutes after. "An Android. Android 30." Bulma gasped, "Another one!?" Amiboshi separated from the group and walked down the same hall 30 did. He heard a door creak open, and as he went further, saw it close.

He walked to it and stood to the side. He reached for the doorknob, but the door opened back up. 30 stepped back out into the hallway and looked at Amiboshi. She motioned for him to move inside. He looked skeptical until she narrowed her eyes. He walked inside and pinched himself, just as she shut the door behind her. Back with the group, Suboshi gasped and jumped, rubbing his arm. He groaned and everyone turned to look at him. He looked at them, then back at his arm, as writing began to appear. Everyone except the FY group gasped. Suboshi read it aloud, "Suboshi. I'm with the new girl. She's in the fifth room down the hall. She's not saying-- Um..." More writing appeared, "Much. I don't think she wants to harm us." He wiped his arm off and looked at them.

He walked off down the hall. He stopped in front of the door and kicked it open. Before he even stepped inside, he was blown back through the door and into the other room. 30 stood up and glared at him. "Don't do that again. I resent being disturbed. Next time, I'll kill you." She flicked her wrist from where she was, and the door slammed shut. Suboshi staggered to his feet. "Don't think she wants to harm us? Amiboshi, no baka!" All after noon, everyone stayed out of Android 30's way. Every time they saw her, they'd turn back around and walk her direction until they found an escape route. Only a few were courageous enough to walk past her, or even strike up a conversation with her. Whenever someone, or something, got in her way, she'd blast it.

30 was in the den lying out on the couch. Her eyes were closed and she had that rhythmic breathing of someone who was asleep. Hilde, Relena, and Noin walked in and spotted her. They quickly turned and hurried back out. 30 rolled over and her arm hung over the side of the couch. She say up suddenly. "Vegeta..." The single word came out of her mouth in a hoarse whisper. The rest of the day flew by quickly. 30 locked herself in the den and never left. As soon as the clock struck midnight, though, she got up and unlocked the door. Trowa, Quatre, Duo, Heero, Wufei, Tamahome, Tasuki, and Chiriko fell through, landing on top of each other in a crumpled pile. 30 growled and stepped over them.

She floated upstairs and down the hall, towards the area where Vegeta's room was located. She stopped near the end of the hall, and opened the door on the right. The room was dark and the only light was the dim one coming from outside. As soon as she shut the door behind her, Vegeta sat up in bed. "M--Masaka!" He glanced at the door and jumped out of bed. He disappeared and reappeared in front of Android 30. He pinned her against the wall and held her by the throat. "You are a plague to me! You haunt my dreams! And now... you show up here!?" He pressed the back of his arm against her throat and moved her up the side of the wall. She looked at him with eyes calm and cloudy. "I... found you." she choked out, "They say Androids can't love; 18 did, and I am also."

Vegeta growled, but then a remembering feeling came back. He let go of 30 and she fell back to the floor. Vegeta held his back and staggered back to the bed. "Damn, foolish boy..." he grumbled. 30 moved to his side. He batted away her hand as she held it out to help. "Are you ok? What happened?" Vegeta dropped back in the bed and turned away from her. "Vegeta. Talk to me-- or else, I'll kill her." Yeah, right." Vegeta laughed. 30 walked over to the bed and looked at a little switch. "What's this do?" She pushed it and the bed folded up into two, with Vegeta still in it. He growled and stretched himself back out, along with the bed. "What are you doing here?" he shouted, "It's not Wednesday." She blinked twice and stated in a little girl's voice, "Yes it is..."