Destiny's Daughter 6
By: Rage Barton
Hey, thanks to all those who've reviewed. I'm not getting as much but I'm not quitting. Anyways, I don't own Gundam. Now if you excuse me, I have to once again fill the role of unofficial jester of the house, which means, making a fool out of myself. Well, enjoy!!!!!!!
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Miaka quickly opened her eyes and bolted up. She looked around and found herself lying next to Heero on the grass. Looking at the sky, she guessed it was about nine or ten o'clock at night. She smiled as she remembered their afternoon. The wind blew as Miaka felt herself shiver. Unconsciously, she moved more towards Heero. She felt her cheeks burn as she glazed at his face. His face was calm and peaceful; a small smile set upon his lips. Miaka smiled more as she brushed away a lock of the wild chocolate hair that never seemed to obey any commands. A gust of wind blew by as Heero unknowingly pulled Miaka close to his body. All Miaka could do was...blush her head off. She gently nudged Heero. Heero's only response was a snore. Miaka giggled as Heero's eyes warily opened.
"What's so funny?"
"You snore!"
"I do not!"
Heero wrinkled his nose as Miaka sat up.
"Come on Porky, time to go back."
Heero only pouted as he carefully sat up. Miaka helped him carefully to the gazebo as she pulled out the remote control. In a matter or seconds, they were once again underground. Heero walked shakily to the wheelchair as Miaka yawned.
"Tired?"
Miaka only nodded as she pushed Heero out of her little greenhouse. She stopped outside Dr. J's lab as she poked her head inside. Dr. J immediately stared at her.
"Where have you been for the past 10 hours?"
"Er.....out enjoying the scenery?"
"You know that you should be resting, especially after that little 'beat the heck out of the punching bag to ease my anger for 9 hours' bit you pulled two days ago. Even after all your training, it appears as if you still haven't learned that when you're stitches re-open and you're body is throbbing from pain, it means 'STOP!'"
Nikki glared at the man and silently told him to keep his giant mouth shut. Heero stared at Nikki, his gaze unusually vacant.
"What does he mean by that? Especially the re-opened stitches part."
Miaka continued to glare at Dr. J. She quickly walked out of the lab and walked to her room. She could hear Heero's wheels following her. She walked into her room and didn't bother to shut the door. She knew if she did, Heero would either bust in, or keep knocking until she gave up. Heero quickly wheeled into her room as Miaka shed her dark blue jean jacket. She grabbed some clothes from her closet and turned around to face Heero.
"Stay here."
"Why?"
"Because unless you want me to think you're a perv, don't follow me into the bathroom."
Heero blushed slightly as Nikki slammed the bathroom door. She quickly stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over her still very sore body. She smiled evilly as she decided to stay in there for a while, to wear Heero's patience out. But then again she knew he was just as stubborn as she was. Deciding to stay on his good mood, she stepped out and dried herself with another one of her fluffy blue towels. She frowned as she realized she had to redress her wounds.
"Well, so much for a short wait."
Heero wheeled around the room, fascinated by the fact that he was in her room right at this minute. He looked around, noting that dark blue was probably her favorite color. She looked down at her dark blue carpet and felt the soft carpet under his touch. He yawned as he noted the Metallica poster in the corner of her room.
'Great, I got another Duo on my hands. However, I think I like it.'
Heero smiled slightly at the bathroom door. Resisting another yawn, he crawled onto Miaka's bed.
"I'll just lie down for a while."
He calmly inhaled Miaka's scent on her pillow. Her scent and the smell of flowers invaded his mind. He felt his mind go blank, not another thought, just the picture of Miaka today as she snuggled against his chest this afternoon.
"Do I feel something for her?"
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Miaka growled as she felt the pain go up her leg. She was annoyed as she gazed down at the long and deep gash on her left leg. She quickly patched it up before changing. Looking down at her dark blue pajama pants and the baggy long sleeved black shirt she wore to prevent Heero from seeing her wounds, she opened the door. The sight before her made her giggle. The Perfect Soldier was tangled up in her dark blue silk sheets. One hand under his head and the other covering his face. He just looked so cute like that.
"Well, there goes our little talk."
Miaka sat by the side of her bed and stroked his hair. Yawning, she slid into the bed besides Heero and smiled. Heero unconsciously wrapped his muscular arms around Miaka's waist. With a smile, Nikki drifted off into a calm and peaceful sleep.
Heero yawned as he felt something warm and soft in his arms. His eyes popped open as he gazed into the face of Nikki. A smile played on his lips as Miaka pressed her body closer to his. He lifted his right hand carefully so he doesn't wake the angel in his arms. He carefully brushed aside a jet-black bang as her eyelid fluttered. After making sure she did not awaken, Heero gently lifted her shirt and gazed at her bandaged stomach. She frowned as Heero pressed his hand gently on her stomach. His brows furrowed as he lifted her shirtsleeve up and saw the bandages that covered her entire left arm. He accidentally pushed down hard as Miaka's eyes snapped open. Grabbing her gun, she aimed it at point blank range at Heero's head. Heero flinched as Miaka glared at him.
"What do you think you're doing Yuy?"
"Checking your wounds."
Miaka wrinkled her nose as she put the gun away. She took off her shirt so Heero could look at her. Heero saw her stomach; right shoulder and entire left arm were bandaged. Miaka then pulled the shirt over her body again and looked at Heero.
"Don't worry, they look worse than they really are."
Heero nodded and got off the bed. He braced himself on the wall and yawned.
"Oh yeah, Heero, you can call your friends."
Heero felt his jaw hit the floor as he looked at Miaka.
"You're serious?"
Miaka only nodded. Heero grinned and looked at Miaka.
"Where might the phone be?"
Miaka pulled herself out of bed as she opened the door. Taking Heero's arm, she led him down the corridor to Dr. J's lab. On the table was a vidphone. Heero walked over and dialed the number for Lady Une's office.
"Lady Une he-HEERO?!?!?!?!"
Heero laughed at her reaction as the usual calm Lady Une was freaking out on the other end.
"HEERO?!?!?!?!?! DID YOU SAY THAT LADY?!?!?!"
Lady's face was pushed out of the way as Duo showed up.
"OH MY GOD IN HEAVEN ABOVE IT'S YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MAXWELL?????"
Soon Duo's face was replaced by Wufei's as Heero smiled. Upon seeing Heero's face, Wufei grew pale and then a crash was heard. Quatre's voice came over the phone.
"WUFEI ARE YOU OKAY?"
Heero saw Quatre bending to the floor as he looked at the vidphone.
"HEERO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Hey Quatre."
The whole room was in a frenzy. Duo was running around like a chicken that just lost his head, Wufei was out cold, Quatre was helping Wufei, Lady Une was taking aspirin, while Trowa's face appeared on the screen.
"Hello Heero."
Heero smiled at Trowa while Trowa smiled back.
"Hey Trowa."
"Where are you?"
"I'm..."
Heero pulled Miaka to the screen.
"Where are we Mia?"
Miaka's face was that of the Perfect Soldier. Not a single emotion was in her eyes. They were cold and dead. Her voice was monotonous and flat.
"We're on Colony L-2."
Duo came onto the screen.
"Who's the babe Heero?"
Upon hearing "babe" Heero knew there was going to be trouble. Miaka's face suddenly turned dark as her eyes filled with brown fire.
"Maxwell, don't you dare call me that again or I will kill you."
Duo stared at Miaka before looking at Heero.
"Where'd you find her and who is she?"
"She's my friend, Nikki. She found me actually, at the base."
"Why she so cold?"
"She's just like me."
Duo only nodded while Quatre's beaming face appeared on the screen. His eyes showed relief, surprise, and joy.
"When you coming back Heero?"
"When Nikki say I can."
"Who's Nikki?"
Heero pointed at Nikki, who was casually leaning against the wall behind him. Upon hearing Quatre's question, Nikki looked up and nodded her greeting towards Quatre. Quatre smiled back.
"Is she holding you prisoner?"
"No Quatre, I was wounded when I destroyed the base. She's just keeping me until all my wounds heal."
"Then when can we expect you back?"
Miaka walked besides Heero and smiled at Heero.
"If I was mean, I would say until he stops snoring, but, I'll only say in another week or so."
Heero smiled and Miaka.
"You heard her."
Quatre smiled at the two before looking around the room.
"Anything else Heero? Because, you caught us at a REALLY REALLY REALLY bad time."
"Why?"
"We just discovered another group of rebels in South America."
Heero's brows furrowed as he nodded.
"I'll call you guys later then."
"Goodbye Heero. Take care."
Heero only nodded before shutting off the connection. He looked at Miaka, who was standing over some weaponry by the other wall.
"What's the deal with this new group?"
"They call themselves the Eternal Dragons. They started their activity a little over a year ago. My sources only picked up on them about two months ago. They have groups all over the world, hoping to combine all their forces. Their belief is that peace can only be achieved with an iron fist, with a dictator. Their weaponry is impressive, several hundred mobile suits, as well as over two million bomb and guns."
"Why have you not reported this to the Preventers?"
"I was hoping to stamp out the most dangerous threats before taking an action such as informing you guys."
"Then I suppose you gotta train me."
Miaka looked over her shoulder at the Perfect Soldier.
"You're still wounded."
"Like Dr. J said I'm almost 70 percent healed."
"Training at this stage will only further put strain on your body. You need to be healed more before you can put more strain on it. It is foolish to train and damage your body more simply because your patience is wearing thin. The first lesson you learned was that in order to win, your body is the most important thing. If you destroy that, then all other missions are irrelevant. The second lesson, discipline is the most important thing to a soldier. Got it?"
Heero nodded as he felt his anger rising within him. Miaka neared the door.
"Don't even think you can train without me knowing. You might be the Perfect Soldier, but so am I. And remember, you are on my territory."
Miaka walked out the room before could put in another word. He looked at the metal desk and punched it with all his might, the one inch thick metal broke as a gapping hole appeared in the table. Pieces of metal cut into Heero skin as blood began to run freely.
"However the third lesson is be always prepare for your opponent, never be caught by surprise."
Heero walked out of the room and headed for his room.
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Miaka knew how stubborn Heero was so she decided to head for the gym. There was no way he would dare train if she were in there. She made a stop at her room. Changing into baggy gray sweatpants and a loose football jersey. Looking at the gym, she quickly got onto a treadmill and decided to have a short run.
TEN MILES LATER......
"God, I think I just broke a sweat."
Rolling her eyes at her own lame attempt for a joke, she stopped the treadmill as she looked around the room. She dropped to the floor and began her routine pushups.
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Heero groaned slightly as he finished the three hundredth sit-up. He grabbed his stomach slightly as he felt a wave of pain washing over him. As much as hate to admit it, Miaka was right.
"God I hate it when she's right."
[Jade and Rage pops up. "Don't we all Heero? Don't we all. We know we do."]
Heero sat up and looked at his sweat-drenched shirt. At least he was getting a workout. Of course now instead of everytime he walked he felt a wave of pain, it was everytime he moved. Shutting his eyes at the pain that was beginning to eat away at him, he wobbled his way to the wheelchair. He knew that Miaka was in the gym and decided to see how she was fairing.
He wheeled himself through the long corridors and stopped before a massive door. It was a good ten feet tall made of the strongest red wood. Twin Chinese dragons met on the top of the door, their jaws open and white fire poured from their mouths, clashing in the middle. Their bodies curved upward as their tails 3were intertwined at the bottom. In the middle of the door was a fierce tiger. Its face snarling as its yellow eyes burned with fury and danger. Its sharp claw extended, as it appeared to leap towards you. You could feel as if any second, the tiger will tear from its wooden bonds and devour you whole. In each of the four corners were large crabs. Their claws opened and directed at the fearsome tiger in the middle. Filling up the space between were vines, some had beautiful flowers, others blossomed with small leaves, and the rests were adorned with sharp thorns. Heero shook his head as he cleared the meaning of the symbols. As he looked closer, he noticed the Yin and Yang symbol in the tiger's opened mouth. He smiled at Dr. J's knowledge of certain things and pushed the door open softly. He saw the Nikki was in meditation and quietly wheeled himself in, shutting the grand door behind him.
He looked at Nikki's face, calm and serene. He settled himself into the shadows, not wanting to disrupt the dangerous soldier, even though he knew that Nikki had already felt his presence. He only smiled as she suddenly leaps into the air.
He watched as she unleashed a set of furious kicks, some could easily render a person unconscious, while others could well break a person's leg. He then watched as she launched into a well-coordinated combination of flips, kicks and punches. He noted that her style was a combination of karate, judo, tae kwon do, yoga and kendo. Her moves were graceful as move after move she easily combined ballad with eastern and western forms of martial arts. She was a well-oiled machine, easily capable of beating even the most studied and toughest opponents. He smiled as she propelled herself into the air and unleashed a barrage of flying kicks.
'He trained her good, real good.'
He couldn't help but frown at that thought. It wasn't as if he was jealous, okay, maybe a little. But what was troubling him was that she saw as much as he did when it came to pain and the troubles of the world. He couldn't deny it any longer; she wasn't the same little girl that had helped him all those years ago.
He watched as she dropped down to her stomach, roll slightly to the left and then use her hands to propel herself into the air, tuck her legs in, and then kick them out, a move that could send her opponent flying through the air. As she dropped into a crouching position, she stood up and glanced at Heero. Frowning slightly, she grabbed her towel and wiped some sweat for her face.
"I thought I told you to stay away from the gym since you weren't going to train."
"Please, I want to live until my next birthday, I don't think I'll do something suicidal such as disobey your orders."
Nikki felt her lip quirk as Heero gave her one of his cute smirks.
"Well then what were you thinking when you were doing all those sit-ups in your room?"
Heero smiled sheepishly and looked at her.
"I have to train somehow. Even though my muscles are working great after a month's worth of nonuse, I still need training before I can get back to how I was before, and with this enemy as strong as you say, I need to be better than before."
Heero watched as her brows furrowed and he caught the battle that was raging within her eyes.
"You'll be with your friends in a week, you can easily ask them to train you, I don't see why you can't wait a week and ask for me to train you."
"What? Not coming with me?"
"Why should I Heero? It's not as if I'm their friend. I have no reason to go with you."
"But I thought you were going to help us with the Eternal Dragons."
Nikki raised a well-curved brow as she studied him intently. His Prussian blue eyes begging for her to come with him. They held such intensity that she found herself drowning again. She didn't know what to do, should she go and face the other pilots, or live in solitude again. She sighed as Heero unleashed the only thing that she feared the puppy eyes.
"Fine, fine."
Heero grinned from ear to ear as Miaka muttered under her breath. She sat down on the mat as Heero joined her. He took her small hand in his own callused one. Nikki blushed under his touch. Heero then used his left hand to catch her chin. He made her face him as he gently carcasses her face. He used the back of his fingers as he ran his fingers up and down her face. Miaka could only stare into his eyes as he smiled. He slowly moved towards her and she closed her eyes. He carefully kissed her eyelids as they fluttered open.
"They will love you, as much as I do."
Nikki blushed a fiery red as he smiled at her discomfort. She looked away as she tightened herself into a tiny ball.
"They won't like me."
"Yes, they will."
"No, I've seen the way people look at me. They look at me as if I'm just another byproduct of war. As if the only thing I'm capable of it killing."
"They won't see you like that. They'll see what a funny and beautiful woman you are. I mean, you got through to me, an that, is very hard."
Miaka looked at Heero; her eyes for once showed her vulnerability. She didn't have those masks anymore, sitting there, like a small child. Heero smiled at the fact that she could be how she really was with him. Just like how he was with her. He took her hand in his was he stood up. She stood up also and leaned slightly into his chest. He smiled down at her as his stubborn bangs hung down in front of his face. His right hand took her left as brought them up to his heart. His left hand rested gently on her waist. Miaka's right hand rested on his cheek. HE nuzzled her hand as he smiled. She gently brought his face down as she stood on her tiptoes. Their lips brushed against each other as they both shared a sweet and soft kiss. As they pulled away, Nikki had a dreamy expression on his face as Heero looked at Miaka. The only way to describe it was, no matter how corny it was; the only way of putting it was that he saw fireworks.
"Wow."
Heero smiled at Miaka as she said that. He chuckled as she smiled sheepishly. She broke out of his embrace as she headed for the door. Heero only stood there confused as he watched her walk out of the gym.
"Why'd you run?"
Nikki ran into her room and collapsed into her bed. She didn't know why she had run away like that. It wasn't as if she froze or anything. She shook her head as she walked to her laptop. She activated it and opened a file. Her brows furrowed as she saw the reason that she ran away. Just then her communicator rang. She knew Dr. J. wanted her as she walked out the door.
"I can't have him."
Miaka took one more glance at the file and shut the door.
The camera moves around to show that the file was actually a picture. It was Heero, standing under a willow tree in the night. Moonlight lighted his handsome features. But that wasn't why she walked away. It was that Heero wasn't alone, he was holding someone, kissing someone. And that someone was none other than the one and only.......
Relena Peacecraft.
Hiya folks! Thanks for reading! I bet you didn't expect that! Okay, maybe some of you did. But I mean, I didn't expect that, I just......made it up as I went along. Newayz, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Well, REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYES!!!!!!!!!!
By: Rage Barton
Hey, thanks to all those who've reviewed. I'm not getting as much but I'm not quitting. Anyways, I don't own Gundam. Now if you excuse me, I have to once again fill the role of unofficial jester of the house, which means, making a fool out of myself. Well, enjoy!!!!!!!
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Miaka quickly opened her eyes and bolted up. She looked around and found herself lying next to Heero on the grass. Looking at the sky, she guessed it was about nine or ten o'clock at night. She smiled as she remembered their afternoon. The wind blew as Miaka felt herself shiver. Unconsciously, she moved more towards Heero. She felt her cheeks burn as she glazed at his face. His face was calm and peaceful; a small smile set upon his lips. Miaka smiled more as she brushed away a lock of the wild chocolate hair that never seemed to obey any commands. A gust of wind blew by as Heero unknowingly pulled Miaka close to his body. All Miaka could do was...blush her head off. She gently nudged Heero. Heero's only response was a snore. Miaka giggled as Heero's eyes warily opened.
"What's so funny?"
"You snore!"
"I do not!"
Heero wrinkled his nose as Miaka sat up.
"Come on Porky, time to go back."
Heero only pouted as he carefully sat up. Miaka helped him carefully to the gazebo as she pulled out the remote control. In a matter or seconds, they were once again underground. Heero walked shakily to the wheelchair as Miaka yawned.
"Tired?"
Miaka only nodded as she pushed Heero out of her little greenhouse. She stopped outside Dr. J's lab as she poked her head inside. Dr. J immediately stared at her.
"Where have you been for the past 10 hours?"
"Er.....out enjoying the scenery?"
"You know that you should be resting, especially after that little 'beat the heck out of the punching bag to ease my anger for 9 hours' bit you pulled two days ago. Even after all your training, it appears as if you still haven't learned that when you're stitches re-open and you're body is throbbing from pain, it means 'STOP!'"
Nikki glared at the man and silently told him to keep his giant mouth shut. Heero stared at Nikki, his gaze unusually vacant.
"What does he mean by that? Especially the re-opened stitches part."
Miaka continued to glare at Dr. J. She quickly walked out of the lab and walked to her room. She could hear Heero's wheels following her. She walked into her room and didn't bother to shut the door. She knew if she did, Heero would either bust in, or keep knocking until she gave up. Heero quickly wheeled into her room as Miaka shed her dark blue jean jacket. She grabbed some clothes from her closet and turned around to face Heero.
"Stay here."
"Why?"
"Because unless you want me to think you're a perv, don't follow me into the bathroom."
Heero blushed slightly as Nikki slammed the bathroom door. She quickly stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over her still very sore body. She smiled evilly as she decided to stay in there for a while, to wear Heero's patience out. But then again she knew he was just as stubborn as she was. Deciding to stay on his good mood, she stepped out and dried herself with another one of her fluffy blue towels. She frowned as she realized she had to redress her wounds.
"Well, so much for a short wait."
Heero wheeled around the room, fascinated by the fact that he was in her room right at this minute. He looked around, noting that dark blue was probably her favorite color. She looked down at her dark blue carpet and felt the soft carpet under his touch. He yawned as he noted the Metallica poster in the corner of her room.
'Great, I got another Duo on my hands. However, I think I like it.'
Heero smiled slightly at the bathroom door. Resisting another yawn, he crawled onto Miaka's bed.
"I'll just lie down for a while."
He calmly inhaled Miaka's scent on her pillow. Her scent and the smell of flowers invaded his mind. He felt his mind go blank, not another thought, just the picture of Miaka today as she snuggled against his chest this afternoon.
"Do I feel something for her?"
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Miaka growled as she felt the pain go up her leg. She was annoyed as she gazed down at the long and deep gash on her left leg. She quickly patched it up before changing. Looking down at her dark blue pajama pants and the baggy long sleeved black shirt she wore to prevent Heero from seeing her wounds, she opened the door. The sight before her made her giggle. The Perfect Soldier was tangled up in her dark blue silk sheets. One hand under his head and the other covering his face. He just looked so cute like that.
"Well, there goes our little talk."
Miaka sat by the side of her bed and stroked his hair. Yawning, she slid into the bed besides Heero and smiled. Heero unconsciously wrapped his muscular arms around Miaka's waist. With a smile, Nikki drifted off into a calm and peaceful sleep.
Heero yawned as he felt something warm and soft in his arms. His eyes popped open as he gazed into the face of Nikki. A smile played on his lips as Miaka pressed her body closer to his. He lifted his right hand carefully so he doesn't wake the angel in his arms. He carefully brushed aside a jet-black bang as her eyelid fluttered. After making sure she did not awaken, Heero gently lifted her shirt and gazed at her bandaged stomach. She frowned as Heero pressed his hand gently on her stomach. His brows furrowed as he lifted her shirtsleeve up and saw the bandages that covered her entire left arm. He accidentally pushed down hard as Miaka's eyes snapped open. Grabbing her gun, she aimed it at point blank range at Heero's head. Heero flinched as Miaka glared at him.
"What do you think you're doing Yuy?"
"Checking your wounds."
Miaka wrinkled her nose as she put the gun away. She took off her shirt so Heero could look at her. Heero saw her stomach; right shoulder and entire left arm were bandaged. Miaka then pulled the shirt over her body again and looked at Heero.
"Don't worry, they look worse than they really are."
Heero nodded and got off the bed. He braced himself on the wall and yawned.
"Oh yeah, Heero, you can call your friends."
Heero felt his jaw hit the floor as he looked at Miaka.
"You're serious?"
Miaka only nodded. Heero grinned and looked at Miaka.
"Where might the phone be?"
Miaka pulled herself out of bed as she opened the door. Taking Heero's arm, she led him down the corridor to Dr. J's lab. On the table was a vidphone. Heero walked over and dialed the number for Lady Une's office.
"Lady Une he-HEERO?!?!?!?!"
Heero laughed at her reaction as the usual calm Lady Une was freaking out on the other end.
"HEERO?!?!?!?!?! DID YOU SAY THAT LADY?!?!?!"
Lady's face was pushed out of the way as Duo showed up.
"OH MY GOD IN HEAVEN ABOVE IT'S YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT MAXWELL?????"
Soon Duo's face was replaced by Wufei's as Heero smiled. Upon seeing Heero's face, Wufei grew pale and then a crash was heard. Quatre's voice came over the phone.
"WUFEI ARE YOU OKAY?"
Heero saw Quatre bending to the floor as he looked at the vidphone.
"HEERO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Hey Quatre."
The whole room was in a frenzy. Duo was running around like a chicken that just lost his head, Wufei was out cold, Quatre was helping Wufei, Lady Une was taking aspirin, while Trowa's face appeared on the screen.
"Hello Heero."
Heero smiled at Trowa while Trowa smiled back.
"Hey Trowa."
"Where are you?"
"I'm..."
Heero pulled Miaka to the screen.
"Where are we Mia?"
Miaka's face was that of the Perfect Soldier. Not a single emotion was in her eyes. They were cold and dead. Her voice was monotonous and flat.
"We're on Colony L-2."
Duo came onto the screen.
"Who's the babe Heero?"
Upon hearing "babe" Heero knew there was going to be trouble. Miaka's face suddenly turned dark as her eyes filled with brown fire.
"Maxwell, don't you dare call me that again or I will kill you."
Duo stared at Miaka before looking at Heero.
"Where'd you find her and who is she?"
"She's my friend, Nikki. She found me actually, at the base."
"Why she so cold?"
"She's just like me."
Duo only nodded while Quatre's beaming face appeared on the screen. His eyes showed relief, surprise, and joy.
"When you coming back Heero?"
"When Nikki say I can."
"Who's Nikki?"
Heero pointed at Nikki, who was casually leaning against the wall behind him. Upon hearing Quatre's question, Nikki looked up and nodded her greeting towards Quatre. Quatre smiled back.
"Is she holding you prisoner?"
"No Quatre, I was wounded when I destroyed the base. She's just keeping me until all my wounds heal."
"Then when can we expect you back?"
Miaka walked besides Heero and smiled at Heero.
"If I was mean, I would say until he stops snoring, but, I'll only say in another week or so."
Heero smiled and Miaka.
"You heard her."
Quatre smiled at the two before looking around the room.
"Anything else Heero? Because, you caught us at a REALLY REALLY REALLY bad time."
"Why?"
"We just discovered another group of rebels in South America."
Heero's brows furrowed as he nodded.
"I'll call you guys later then."
"Goodbye Heero. Take care."
Heero only nodded before shutting off the connection. He looked at Miaka, who was standing over some weaponry by the other wall.
"What's the deal with this new group?"
"They call themselves the Eternal Dragons. They started their activity a little over a year ago. My sources only picked up on them about two months ago. They have groups all over the world, hoping to combine all their forces. Their belief is that peace can only be achieved with an iron fist, with a dictator. Their weaponry is impressive, several hundred mobile suits, as well as over two million bomb and guns."
"Why have you not reported this to the Preventers?"
"I was hoping to stamp out the most dangerous threats before taking an action such as informing you guys."
"Then I suppose you gotta train me."
Miaka looked over her shoulder at the Perfect Soldier.
"You're still wounded."
"Like Dr. J said I'm almost 70 percent healed."
"Training at this stage will only further put strain on your body. You need to be healed more before you can put more strain on it. It is foolish to train and damage your body more simply because your patience is wearing thin. The first lesson you learned was that in order to win, your body is the most important thing. If you destroy that, then all other missions are irrelevant. The second lesson, discipline is the most important thing to a soldier. Got it?"
Heero nodded as he felt his anger rising within him. Miaka neared the door.
"Don't even think you can train without me knowing. You might be the Perfect Soldier, but so am I. And remember, you are on my territory."
Miaka walked out the room before could put in another word. He looked at the metal desk and punched it with all his might, the one inch thick metal broke as a gapping hole appeared in the table. Pieces of metal cut into Heero skin as blood began to run freely.
"However the third lesson is be always prepare for your opponent, never be caught by surprise."
Heero walked out of the room and headed for his room.
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Miaka knew how stubborn Heero was so she decided to head for the gym. There was no way he would dare train if she were in there. She made a stop at her room. Changing into baggy gray sweatpants and a loose football jersey. Looking at the gym, she quickly got onto a treadmill and decided to have a short run.
TEN MILES LATER......
"God, I think I just broke a sweat."
Rolling her eyes at her own lame attempt for a joke, she stopped the treadmill as she looked around the room. She dropped to the floor and began her routine pushups.
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Heero groaned slightly as he finished the three hundredth sit-up. He grabbed his stomach slightly as he felt a wave of pain washing over him. As much as hate to admit it, Miaka was right.
"God I hate it when she's right."
[Jade and Rage pops up. "Don't we all Heero? Don't we all. We know we do."]
Heero sat up and looked at his sweat-drenched shirt. At least he was getting a workout. Of course now instead of everytime he walked he felt a wave of pain, it was everytime he moved. Shutting his eyes at the pain that was beginning to eat away at him, he wobbled his way to the wheelchair. He knew that Miaka was in the gym and decided to see how she was fairing.
He wheeled himself through the long corridors and stopped before a massive door. It was a good ten feet tall made of the strongest red wood. Twin Chinese dragons met on the top of the door, their jaws open and white fire poured from their mouths, clashing in the middle. Their bodies curved upward as their tails 3were intertwined at the bottom. In the middle of the door was a fierce tiger. Its face snarling as its yellow eyes burned with fury and danger. Its sharp claw extended, as it appeared to leap towards you. You could feel as if any second, the tiger will tear from its wooden bonds and devour you whole. In each of the four corners were large crabs. Their claws opened and directed at the fearsome tiger in the middle. Filling up the space between were vines, some had beautiful flowers, others blossomed with small leaves, and the rests were adorned with sharp thorns. Heero shook his head as he cleared the meaning of the symbols. As he looked closer, he noticed the Yin and Yang symbol in the tiger's opened mouth. He smiled at Dr. J's knowledge of certain things and pushed the door open softly. He saw the Nikki was in meditation and quietly wheeled himself in, shutting the grand door behind him.
He looked at Nikki's face, calm and serene. He settled himself into the shadows, not wanting to disrupt the dangerous soldier, even though he knew that Nikki had already felt his presence. He only smiled as she suddenly leaps into the air.
He watched as she unleashed a set of furious kicks, some could easily render a person unconscious, while others could well break a person's leg. He then watched as she launched into a well-coordinated combination of flips, kicks and punches. He noted that her style was a combination of karate, judo, tae kwon do, yoga and kendo. Her moves were graceful as move after move she easily combined ballad with eastern and western forms of martial arts. She was a well-oiled machine, easily capable of beating even the most studied and toughest opponents. He smiled as she propelled herself into the air and unleashed a barrage of flying kicks.
'He trained her good, real good.'
He couldn't help but frown at that thought. It wasn't as if he was jealous, okay, maybe a little. But what was troubling him was that she saw as much as he did when it came to pain and the troubles of the world. He couldn't deny it any longer; she wasn't the same little girl that had helped him all those years ago.
He watched as she dropped down to her stomach, roll slightly to the left and then use her hands to propel herself into the air, tuck her legs in, and then kick them out, a move that could send her opponent flying through the air. As she dropped into a crouching position, she stood up and glanced at Heero. Frowning slightly, she grabbed her towel and wiped some sweat for her face.
"I thought I told you to stay away from the gym since you weren't going to train."
"Please, I want to live until my next birthday, I don't think I'll do something suicidal such as disobey your orders."
Nikki felt her lip quirk as Heero gave her one of his cute smirks.
"Well then what were you thinking when you were doing all those sit-ups in your room?"
Heero smiled sheepishly and looked at her.
"I have to train somehow. Even though my muscles are working great after a month's worth of nonuse, I still need training before I can get back to how I was before, and with this enemy as strong as you say, I need to be better than before."
Heero watched as her brows furrowed and he caught the battle that was raging within her eyes.
"You'll be with your friends in a week, you can easily ask them to train you, I don't see why you can't wait a week and ask for me to train you."
"What? Not coming with me?"
"Why should I Heero? It's not as if I'm their friend. I have no reason to go with you."
"But I thought you were going to help us with the Eternal Dragons."
Nikki raised a well-curved brow as she studied him intently. His Prussian blue eyes begging for her to come with him. They held such intensity that she found herself drowning again. She didn't know what to do, should she go and face the other pilots, or live in solitude again. She sighed as Heero unleashed the only thing that she feared the puppy eyes.
"Fine, fine."
Heero grinned from ear to ear as Miaka muttered under her breath. She sat down on the mat as Heero joined her. He took her small hand in his own callused one. Nikki blushed under his touch. Heero then used his left hand to catch her chin. He made her face him as he gently carcasses her face. He used the back of his fingers as he ran his fingers up and down her face. Miaka could only stare into his eyes as he smiled. He slowly moved towards her and she closed her eyes. He carefully kissed her eyelids as they fluttered open.
"They will love you, as much as I do."
Nikki blushed a fiery red as he smiled at her discomfort. She looked away as she tightened herself into a tiny ball.
"They won't like me."
"Yes, they will."
"No, I've seen the way people look at me. They look at me as if I'm just another byproduct of war. As if the only thing I'm capable of it killing."
"They won't see you like that. They'll see what a funny and beautiful woman you are. I mean, you got through to me, an that, is very hard."
Miaka looked at Heero; her eyes for once showed her vulnerability. She didn't have those masks anymore, sitting there, like a small child. Heero smiled at the fact that she could be how she really was with him. Just like how he was with her. He took her hand in his was he stood up. She stood up also and leaned slightly into his chest. He smiled down at her as his stubborn bangs hung down in front of his face. His right hand took her left as brought them up to his heart. His left hand rested gently on her waist. Miaka's right hand rested on his cheek. HE nuzzled her hand as he smiled. She gently brought his face down as she stood on her tiptoes. Their lips brushed against each other as they both shared a sweet and soft kiss. As they pulled away, Nikki had a dreamy expression on his face as Heero looked at Miaka. The only way to describe it was, no matter how corny it was; the only way of putting it was that he saw fireworks.
"Wow."
Heero smiled at Miaka as she said that. He chuckled as she smiled sheepishly. She broke out of his embrace as she headed for the door. Heero only stood there confused as he watched her walk out of the gym.
"Why'd you run?"
Nikki ran into her room and collapsed into her bed. She didn't know why she had run away like that. It wasn't as if she froze or anything. She shook her head as she walked to her laptop. She activated it and opened a file. Her brows furrowed as she saw the reason that she ran away. Just then her communicator rang. She knew Dr. J. wanted her as she walked out the door.
"I can't have him."
Miaka took one more glance at the file and shut the door.
The camera moves around to show that the file was actually a picture. It was Heero, standing under a willow tree in the night. Moonlight lighted his handsome features. But that wasn't why she walked away. It was that Heero wasn't alone, he was holding someone, kissing someone. And that someone was none other than the one and only.......
Relena Peacecraft.
Hiya folks! Thanks for reading! I bet you didn't expect that! Okay, maybe some of you did. But I mean, I didn't expect that, I just......made it up as I went along. Newayz, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Well, REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYES!!!!!!!!!!
