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Broken
Chapter 1
9/30/01
Hey Everyone! This is my all new Gundam Wing story! I'm really excited because I've had this idea in my head for a long while. I really need to say thank you to my buddy Sabbie-chan (Aka: baka-Cele-chan and Sailorcelestial). She really gave me encouragement to start this one. And you had better review it too! ^_^ So, we shall continue with the story now.
One other thing, Cele-chan gave me the names for Hiiro, his mother and his father. And only Yumeko's family name. Yumeko's still my creation! *sticks out tongue* Nyaaa!
Disclaimer to save one's ass. I don't own Shin Kidousenki Gundam Wing. I'm a broke high schooler that's having trouble finding a job. Thanks very much.
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He stood in the doorway watching. She was punching furiously at the punching bag in the gym room, almost as if it was going to save her life if she destroyed the thing to a bloody pulp.
Yumeko punched again at the bag. She wore no gloves, the only thing to protect her knuckles from her furious onslaught was a white tape around them. Her white tank top was begining to be soaked in sweat as she continued punching, and every now and then adding a swift kick.
Hiiro shifted his position slightly, moving his one foot so it wouldn't fall asleep. 'How long have I been here...? Watching her...?' He frowned, and his eyes became cold and distant 'Is she really my sister? They could both be lying to me... Her and Dr. J.'
Yumeko punched the bag once more and knocked it off it's chain
with a powerful roundhouse kick. She turned to Hiiro, wiping her
brow, her black boots making almost no noise on the padded floor.
"So, you make a habit of staring?"
Hiiro frowned. "Not really. I'm deciding on what to make of you." At his answer she turned back around and began practicing a slow kata, presumably to calm herself after her intense workout with the punching bag. "Are you really my sister?" He asked, breaking the silence.
"I told myself that when I found you, I would ask you why you left us." She responded, walking up to him. "I also promised myself one more thing," Her eyes turned cold and she swung her fist out and it connected with his jaw. "I would find out if you benefitted any from leaving. If you left for a good reason! If you became stronger!" She went to punch him again, but he caught her fist in his hand. "If you can beat me," She said, before backing up into a fighting stance.
"Nande?" He asked, frowning. Weren't family reunions supposed to be filled with so much love and happiness you could choke a dead horse? At least that's what he thought... He blocked as she began her onslaught of punches and kicks. 'I think I would prefer all that love crap over this...'
The yelling and grunting the two made from fighting caused an audiance to appear. Duo, Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei stood in the door way of the gym, looking on.
"What are they doing?" Duo asked, his mouth wide open in awe at watching the Perfect soldier and his sister exchange blows.
Quatre shook his head, not being able to make anything of it. Trowa just ignored Duo's question and continued to watch them fight.
Wufei however, couldn't hold his tongue, "Maybe the weak onna is trying to prove herself," He watched as she kicked Hiiro back into another one of the hanging punching bags and punched him a couple of times across the face. He raised an eyebrow. "Or maybe she's trying to kill him."
"No, she's not going to kill him," A voice suddenly said. It scared poor Duo so bad that he jumped away and hit the wall.
"Itai na....." He whined, holding his head.
Dr. J stood behind them, with a sort of demonic grin. "Are you alright, 02?"
Duo glared at Dr. J for a moment. "Yeah, fine. Thanks." He said, getting up from the floor, still rubbing his head where he hit it on the wall.
"What were you saying before?" Quatre asked, interested.
"I said that she wouldn't kill Hiiro." He said, his machanical arm moving every now and then. "She's not like that. She's testing him right now. She's had it tough these last 11 years. She always said that when she found him, that she would make sure he was strong enough. So, that if he left her again, she would know if he would survive."
"Oh," Was the only response he got from Quatre.
Dr. J turned to leave. "She wouldn't appreiciate it much if she knew we were watching." Then he proceeded to walk down the hallway, his mechanical arm still moving every once in a while.
Trowa placed his hand on Quatre's shoulder, his silent way of say that they should go. Quatre nodded and the two walked down the hall.
Wufei waved his hand, "C'mon Maxwell, this is something private between siblings." But Duo remained stubborn.
"Naw, I wanna watch this. I wonder if she can't beat Hiiro. I don't think anyone ever has hand-to-hand."
Wufei sighed. "I'm sure it's something that you would absolutely love to see, but right now is not the time!" He grabbed the back of Duo's shirt and began to drag him down the hallway, all the while Duo complaining about how unfair Wufei was.
Meanwhile, the fight between Hiiro and Yumeko was still going strong. They were both breathing hard, and trying to cath their breath at the moment. Yumeko wiped away the blood that was forming at the corner of her mouth.
"That was a good punch," She smirked, daring him on. "But can you show me again?"
Hiiro coughed. "Why do you want to fight?" He asked, still not getting a straight answer.
Yumeko frowned, anger begining to seep into her viasge. "Because I need to know if what you left for was worth it! Did you learn everything you needed to know? DID YOU?!" She lunged at him again, punching and kicking.
Hiiro saw an opening, and punched her hard in her stomache. She coughed up some blood and fell to the floor.
Hiiro sat down next to her. "Now are you going to stop attacking?" He asked, slightly perturbed.
She turned over on her back and stared at him. "Yeah, you beat me. I wanted to make sure that you grew up alright. That's all. And now if you wish, you may ask me anything about Okaasan, Otousan, and myself.... And of course, you." She trailed off.
"What's your name?" He asked. He already knew her first name, but he was aiming for her last name, their family name.
"Watashi wa no namae Yumeko Toyama desu." She responded, rubbing her jaw where she got punched.
"So... My real family name is Toyama?" He asked.
Yumeko shook her head. "Heck no! I was adopted when I was six years old. Our family name is Junsei. Yumeko Junsei... Okaasan was Chikara Junsei... and Otousan was Fubi Junsei. Your name is Masurao Junsei."
Hiiro raised his eyebrows as he tested his real name on his tongue. "Junsei Masurao...." He frowned. "I'll stick with Hiiro for now. I'm more used to it than Masurao."
Yumeko nodded absentmindedly. "Fair enough."
Hiiro stretched out on the padded floor and sighed. "So what happened?"
"You left. Pure and simple." She put her hand in the pocket of her faded denim shorts and began fumbling around for something. Moments later she produced a small worn-out photgraph and handed it to Hiiro. "Here, it's you and me on our third birthday. Okaasan took it before you left."
Hiiro examined the picture. The little boy was undoubtedly him, as he had wild dark brown hair going everywhere and dark blue eyes. But the only difference in the two was that the little boy had a joyful smile on his face as he posed for the picture. The little girl had her dark brown hair in pigtails and her arms were wrapped gleefully around the little boy's neck. Hiiro also took in the condition of the picture. It looked like it had been through a hurricane, through a washing machine, then run over by a car, and then stomped on a few times.
Yumeko noticed his questioning the condition of the picture. "Okaasan gave it to me after you left. She said to keep it with me all the time, so you'd always be near." She frowned, her blue eyes becoming darker than they already were. "What a bunch of bullshit."
"You didn't like your- our mother?" He asked, confused.
Yumeko got up from her spot of the floor and stretched. "No, don't get me wrong. I loved Okaasan with all my heart." She laughed to herself. "She never gave up on finding you, Oniisan. She always kept hope that we would find you, and that everything would be alright again." Yumeko punched the punching bag as she said her next sentence. "But then she died, and everything fell apart."
"Sumimasen," A soldier who just stepped into the room said. "Dr. J requests your presences in main Laboratory C." And then the young soldier stepped out.
Yumeko glared at the soldier as he left. "I hate those guys..."
Hiiro nodded. "Hn." And then the two left down to the laboratory.
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Hiiro and Yumeko stepped through the large doors of main laboratory C. It was noticably colder than the rest of the base, and it was a vast white, almost blinding. Dr. J grinned as he saw the two enter.
"Welcome. Now that you're here, we can start this brief meeting." He gestured for the two to take seats with the other pilots.
Hiiro sat beside Duo, and Duo gestured to the chair beside him for Yumeko to sit. She was about to sit when a gruff voice stopped her.
"I will not sit next to a weak onna such as you." Wufei said, a look of pure arrogance on his face.
Yumeko turned her head slightly at his words. "Then it's a good thing, Wufei-san, that you're not sitting next to a weak onna, such as you say." Then she promptly sat down in the chair.
Duo stifled a giggle while Wufei glared at the floor, pretending to not be infuriated by her actions.
Dr. J coughed lightly into his hand. "Well now, the purpose of this meeting was to issue a mission," Hiiro's head jerked up slightly, and Duo shook his head at Hiiro's actions. "I need you six to go to Earth and investigate a potential threat to our existing peace. An apartment has already been set up near, who we believe to be, the leader of this threat."
How dangerous do you presume this leader to be?" Trowa asked from behind his brown bangs.
"We believe him to be highly dangerous, and capable in his own right. If you make contact with him, you must on your guard. He was trained as a high class soldier and is very skilled. As much as we know, he would kill you ruthlessly if he knew who you were and what your mission was. Our knowlege about him is very limited. So far, we know that he calls himself Mattaki Buke." Dr. J paused in his breifing for a drink of water and a glance at the six teenagers. "So now, do you accept this mission, or decline?"
Hiiro turned in his chair and looked at the people he had come to know as his comrades. The ones who he could depend on. His gaze went to all of their faces, reading their answers. Finally, his gaze fell to Yumeko. She was hard to read, and he wasn't even certain if she was agreeing to the mission. With a slight sigh, that was barely even noticable, he nodded his head. "Ninmu Ryoukai."
The Doctor nodded. "Good. You'll be leaving tomorrow on the shuttle. Please have ready what you brought with you. Your other belongings will be shipped from your respective homes to your new apartment on earth. This meeting is over, boys, and girl."
Everyone got up from their seats and began to leave the room, except for Yumeko. She stayed in her seat, glaring at the doctor. "What are you doing?" She asked, almost inaudiably.
He rasied an eyebrow in her direction. "What do you mean? Did you not always say that when you found your brother, that you would leave? I'm giving you this chance." He said, almost chuckling.
"Demo... this mission you're giving-"
"Is the very last one."
She nodded, "I see." Then she frowned, "I know you have something planned. You forget I know you very well. You taught me to analyze my enemy. Did you think I wouldn't use what you taught me against you?"
"I knew you would," He said, a knowing air around him. "That's why I taught you those things. You forget, I know more than you think I do. Now, go pack your things. You're leaving with them."
"Hai. Sayonara, Dr. J." She said, a ghost of smile coming onto her face before she turned and ran out of the room.
"Will he succeed?" A voice asked behind Dr. J.
"I don't know." He said, shaking his head. "But we shall find out, won't we?"
The person made no response and walked away.
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