One Last Chance
A SM/GW Crossover
By M-chan
Chapter Two: A New Face Comes to Help!

Dedication: This one is for all of those who had their purity ripped from them. If you're worried that that's in this chapter, you needn't turn away, for it's not. I hope all those that are bleeding on the inside find the happiness they lost...


Duo winced as another explosion rocked his cockpit. "Ya know, I think we underestimated out opponents once again. Is it just me, or do we do that a lot?"

"Just shut up and fight, Maxwell!" Wufei snarled at him, destroying another doll. "We here to battle, not yap!"

"Well, I guess we all know who woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Quatre chuckled softly and both Trowa and Heero couldn't help but grin. Duo's smirk nearly broke his face at Wufei's sputter of indigence.

"Mission complete," Heero announced as the last of the dolls was demolished. "Time to head back to the base." Trowa nodded mutely and headed out first, the other four following in a close V.

"I don't know about the rest of you," Wufei began. "But as soon as we get back to home base, I'm taking a nice long bubble bath."

"I think I'll have a cup of green tea," Quatre piped in.

"As soon as I'm home, I'm gonna start on Dragoon again. I think I may fianlly have found the secret to beating it! You see, the thing I was doing wrong before was..."

As they flew back home, the other pilots listened in tolerated silence as Duo laid down his plans for the video game's defeat.

*The next morning*

Makoto looked up at the building in front of her doubtfully. Still scanning the exterior, she pulled the classified add from the pocket of her jeans. She scanned for the address, doubled checked the sign, shrugged her shoulders, and marched to the door. She rapped on it sharply and waited patiently for a few seconds.

Soon though, those few seconds turned to minutes. Makoto stared at the door in annoyance, her arm crossed. She was about to turn and go when the door opened, and a rather disheveled looking Howard stood there.

"My apologies," he stated. "I was all the way back in...?" he trailed off as he saw the expression on Makoto's face. "Are you okay, Miss?"

Makoto turned from gazing unbelievingly behind Howard to give him the same look. Suddenly, her expression changed. Hearts appeared in her eyes and she clasped both hands under her chin. "Please tell me that this is the place looking for a new mechanic!"

Howard's sun glasses fell from his nose, revealing his eyes as he was taken aback by Makoto's reaction. "Y-yes it is."

"Really and truly?"

"Yes, really and truly."

"You're not trying to fool me?"

"I'm not trying to fool you."

"Are you completely sure this is Brocktree Base?"

"I'm completely sure this is Brocktree Base! And if you shut up, I'll hire you!" Howard snapped at her.

Makoto shut up. However, her love struck expression did not fade. She squealed with delight and ran inside the base. Howard just stood there for a moment, his recent actions sinking in. "Oh fuck," he cursed as he went in after Makoto.

***

Heero calmly lounged on the couch, sipping his coffee and reading his newspaper. Trowa was out running his daily two miles, Wufei practicing sword katas in the gym room, Quatre peacefully sleeping. The blond Arabian had always been a heavy sleeper. Muttered curses, exclamations of; "Aw man!", "No no no no no!" and "Now you're dead, video game scum!" as well as things being thrown across the room, came from the direction of Duo's quarters.

He winced as he heard something glass shatter. ~There goes Duo's glass unicorn again. Looks like we'll be out shopping this weekend. Strange girl running through the base towards my Gundam.~ He turned a page of his newspaper. ~Hope Quatre gets up soon, I have a hankering for green tea.~

Heero spit out his coffee, staining the paper in front of him. He grabbed his gun and cursed when he saw the clip was empty. He caught up with the tall brunette as she stood in front of Wing, staring at it in admiration. Heero stopped a few feet behind her and leveled the gun, aiming for the space beside her neck. "Who are you?!" he demanded.

Makoto spun around, a giddy giggle escaping her lips. (AN: Is anyone else scared right now? *watches mass raising of hands* Wow. I didn't think there would be that many...) "My name is Makoto Kino. I'm your new mechanic!"

He stared at her wide mouthed, as his gun slipped from limp fingers. He pointed a finger at her and said, "Y-y-you?" Makoto nodded happily. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"

Mako's eyes narrowed. "What's so funny?"

"No offense, but you're a girl. I know for a fact, that Howard only hires male mechanics." ~I've been meaning to talk to him about that too.~

"Well, I'll have you know, I'm the best damn mechanic you will have meet."

Heero smirked. "Prove it," he demanded.

"Fine!" She waltzed over to Wing and grabbed a wrench from the nearby table.

M-chan: The plot thickens. And yes, Heero is fully sane, just in case you were wondering... 7 Reviews or I'm not continuing.