Hi! Time for more fun and games at the G-boys and my little sister's expense. Not much to say, so I'll do a happy little disclaimer and get started.
*disclaimer* For those of you who are wondering, still no luck on getting permission for this. However, no one is paying me to do this, so I'm gonna do it anyway. Sue me and get clobbered.
Onnako and the Way of the Soldier: Part II
"Just hit it, ok?"
"But I'll hurt my hand."
"It's a piece of tin, it won't hurt a bit."
"Yes it will."
"No it won't."
"Yes it will."
"No it won't."
"Yes it will."
Heero and Onnako broke off their debate upon hearing a soft chuckle coming from See's direction. She stopped as they turned to look at her and attempted valiantly to look serious.
Heero glowered at her. "Don't you have anything better to do?"
"Not at the minute," See smiled, "I don't start working until four."
All three were in the park near their apartments, using the athletic equipment there. Heero had two small sheets of tin tightly lashed to the pull up bars and was trying to get Onnako to punch one to judge her upper arm strength.
"I don't wanna hit it. I just had my hands moisturized." Onnako protested.
"Too bad. Hit it." Heero was starting to develope a migrain from dealing with See's little sister.
"Hit it or get a steady diet of bread and water for a month and no TV, Onnako." See barked.
Heero darts a grateful look at her as Onnako draws back and socks the tin with all her strength.
See and Heero gape at the pathetically non-existant dent her fist made.
"Was that the hardest you could hit?" Heero asked finally.
"Yep! And look, I made a mark!"
See shook her head sadly. "Do you want to show her or should I?" she asked Heero.
"I'll do it, but could you straighten it out?"
"Sure." See tapped the back of the tin, hammering out the itsy-bitsy dip with ease. Then Heero drew back and socked the sheet as hard as he could.
Onnako stared in shock as the tin plate crumpled into a mold of his fist.
"That's how you're supposed to hit it." Heero said to the stricken child. "50 push ups, then we'll see how many pull ups we can make you do." Onnako dropped to her hands and knees and began to do weakling push ups. "If you do those, you have to do 150." he added.
"See, do I hafta?" Onnako whined.
"Yes." See answered, suppressing a cruel chuckle.
Onnako whimpered and got her knees off the ground and began to plug away, keeping her rear in the air. Heero sighed and walked over to her.
"Your body should be a straight line from your shoulders to you heels." he said, placing a foot on her rear and pushing it down.
'Oooooh, he's looking at my body!' Onnako thought, 'And he's touching my butt!' She smiled at the thought.
Heero, having seen that smile and figured out what it meant, hurriedly removed his foot. "See if you can hold that position." he ordered gruffly, trying hard not to retch.
"My arms are tired." Onnako whined, now that her motivation was gone.
"Hn. Well I guess 50 is a bit much for a beginner. Do 20 and you can be done for today."
As Onnako struggled through the last 10 push ups, up comes another guy with long chestnut hair braided down his back. "Hey, a party! Who brought the munchies?"
"Hey Duo." See waved him over, "Sorry, no food. I'm watching Onnako's first day of self defense training."
"Ooo, comedy! Can I watch?"
See reached out and swatted him on the arm. "Be nice," she commanded, "If you demoralize Onnako..." she left it hanging ominously.
Duo nodded nervously, not wishing to be cut into sushi with the multiple knives See carried. "Actually, I'm here because I forgot the access code to level three in the S.S.R. files."
"I'll send them to you later, they're on my laptop." See responded.
"Will you two quit jabbering?" Heero yelled at them, "I'm trying to conduct a training session."
Onnako dropped of the pull-up bars in startlement.
"That was only one! Get back on the bar!" Heero barked.
"But I'm so tired!!" Onnako wailed pathetically.
"You tired after one!?" Duo shouted incrediously, "Make way, the Great Shinigami is going to show you how it's done."
Duo flung himself down and started doing pushups. Onnako over-large eyes watch every muscle movement with interest. After about a hundred or so, the braided bundle of energy bounced up and begun to do pullups like his life depended on it.
Well, maybe it did. His pride depended on it anyway.
"And that," he said, bounding to the ground, "Is how you should be able to do it."
"She's just getting started," See reminded him, "But you should be in better shape than this," she commented to her little sister, "What do you do in P.E.?"
"I take ballet."
All three face fault and sweat drop at the same time.
"Did you know about this, See?" Duo finally asked.
"No." See said, trying to get a hold of her shock.
Heero was in a state of near-inarticulate rage. "YOU MADE ME TRAIN A BALLET DANCER TO FIGHT!!!" he shouted furiously at See.
"I DIDN'T FUCKING KNOW GODAMMIT!!!"
"Such language, See. I'm shocked at you, shocked." Duo shook his head and tched a few times. "Think of the small, young, impressionable ears nearby."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP DUO!!" both irate fighters shouted at him. See took out one of her multiple throwing knives and flipped it towards him, pinning his braid to a tree.
"AAAAARRRGGGHHHH!! BROWNIE!!!!!!!!" Everyone stopped and blinked a few times as crickets chirped. Duo tries franticaly to pull his braid loose.
"Brownie?" Heero was the first to find his voice.
"Don't tug at it Duo, or you'll cut it off." See advised.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Duo dropped his hands and began to tremple. "Please, See, help, take it out of Brownie, I can' stand it!"
"Alright, alright. Hold still." See reached up and pulled the shuriken out of his "brownie" and the unoffending tree. "See Duo, it went between the hairs. Not a one cut."
Duo ignored her and began to stroke his braid. "Oh Brownie, Brownie, I promise I'll never let it happen again, I'm so sorry.."
"Brownie?" Heero repeated.
Duo snapped back out of it. "Oops, uh, heh heh, did I say Brownie? You must have been mistaken, I-"
"You call your braid Brownie?" Heero and See snickered a bit, both being way too dignified to collaspe in to hysterical laughter like they wanted to.
"It's not funny!" Onnako shouted, "Leave him alone!"
See and Heero at looked her. "Poor Duo, yet another crazed female after you. Not bad for a guy with a boyfriend." See said with a evil grin on her face. She and Heero began to chuckle again, while Duo looked uncomfortable and tried to edge away and Onnako blushed bright red.
"I do NOT have a crush on him!" she shouted loudly, "It's just you shouldn't laugh at peoples nick-names!" Then she blinked as See's second comment penetrated her thick skull. "What do you mean, a guy with a boyfriend?"
"Duo and Quatre live together," Heero answered, "They have for quite some time."
"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!" Onnako shouted.
"I told you she has a crush on you, Duo." See commented quietly.
After a bit, everyone remembered what they were supossed to be doing.
"Alright, now kick the other piece of tin." Heero ordered Onnako.
"But it's so HIGH!"
"Just kick it."
"I'm going to work now," See commented, "Are you working this shift at Carmen's Duo?"
(A.N.:Carmen's is a restuarant we all work at to pretend to be civilians)
"Yep. And so is Quatre. Let's go."
"Heero, after your done tortur- er, I mean training, Onnako, bring her down with you and we'll feed you." See called out as they left.
"And see if you can drag Wu-man and Trowa down too." Duo added.
Heero nodded. "Now kick it."
"I don't wanna. I'll pull a hamstring."
"Kick it."
"No."
"Kick it."
"No."
"Kick it."
"No."
Heero began to swear in japanese, wishing fervently See was still there to threaten her little sister. "You said you take ballet, you should be able to kick that high."
"I'm only in beginner level."
Heero pulled out some more swear words. "Alright, either you kick it, or we go down to the track and run at MY pace until I'M tired."
"Alright, alright, I'll kick it." Onnako drew back and kicked the piece of tin, leaving a much more respectable dent then her punch did. Heero regarded it speculatively.
"Not too bad. There's hope." he told her, "But it could be better. Do you know what lunges are?"
Onnako frowned. See mentioned something like lunges, now what were they? Oh yeah, the duck walk thingy. "Yeah."
"Alright." Heero marked of about fifty yards of the grass. "Do lunges across and back this area."
"But those HURT!!!"
"That's right. Pain is muscles being torn so they can repair themselves stronger."
"WHAT!? I'm tearing muscle!?"
"That's what strength training is. Now get started."
Onnako groaned and started. Then she groaned with each lunge as they became more and more painful. Finally she was done she moved towards a bench, until she was stopped by a crisp order from her trainer.
"Don't sit down."
"Why not?"
"Your muscles will seize up. Walk around."
Not wishing to have her legs seize up, she walked until the worst of the pain was gone. "Okay, now what?" she asked cheerily.
Heero raised an eyebrow. Well, if she really wants more... "Your going to learn how to punch now."
"But I know how to punch. You saw me punch the piece of tin earlier."
"That was not a punch."
"Yes it was."
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was."
"Arrrrgghhh!"
Later...
"So, how did it go?" See asked dulcetly as an irate-looking Heero trudged in.
"Omae o korosu."
"Relena's not here." Duo commented.
Heero grunted. "Damn."
"Poor Heero." Quatre said sympathetically.
See suddenly realized that someone was missing. "Heero, where's my sister?"
"I dropped her off at your apartment after she collasped."
See raised an eyebrow. "I see. So, what'll it be?"
"Just get me a drink for now."
"Got it." Duo responded, picking up a large cup.
"Eh, Carlos! Podemos charlar con nuestro amigo por un rato?" See called out in Spanish to their boss.
"Eh, pero regresa cuando tenemos personas aqui." he called back from the grill.
"What did he say?" Quatre had never mastered Spanish, even though he worked with the rest at the Mexican restaurant.
"He said we can take a break and talk with Heero until a customer gets here."
"Oh. Maybe I should I take Spanish."
"Has Onnako been giving you lip, Heero?" See asked.
"Hai. Every time I tell her to do something."
See glared ominously. "She won't tomorrow, I promise."
"Thanks, See." Heero said, looking at her gratefully.
"You never seemed to be the type who would be good with kids Heero," Duo commented, coming around with the drink. He sant down next to Quatre and put his arm around him. "I'm surprised your doing so well."
"Thank you ever so much Duo." Heero replied flatly.
"Don't tease him Duo," Quatre admonished his boyfriend with a poke, "He has enough trouble."
Just then, a customer walked in, interrupting the coversation. He was followed by three more, and by the time they were gone, it was quitting time. Everyone who was working punched out their cards and helped themselves to the leftovers. Walking back to the apartment, See remembered something.
"Heero, Onnako's not training the day after tomorrow."
"Why not? She should train every day."
"Eighth grade grad. It's her special day."
"That's right!" Quatre exclaimed, "You can't make her train on her graduation day, Heero."
An idea suddenly occurs to the Perfect Soldier. "That means she'll be home all day for the next three months, right?"
See smiled as she caught on. "Right."
Duo looked confused. "Huh?"
"You'll see." both fighters answered.
To Be Continued...
What's going to happen to poor Onnako? Be afraid. Be very afraid, and be very grateful you are not her.
-TBS
*disclaimer* For those of you who are wondering, still no luck on getting permission for this. However, no one is paying me to do this, so I'm gonna do it anyway. Sue me and get clobbered.
Onnako and the Way of the Soldier: Part II
"Just hit it, ok?"
"But I'll hurt my hand."
"It's a piece of tin, it won't hurt a bit."
"Yes it will."
"No it won't."
"Yes it will."
"No it won't."
"Yes it will."
Heero and Onnako broke off their debate upon hearing a soft chuckle coming from See's direction. She stopped as they turned to look at her and attempted valiantly to look serious.
Heero glowered at her. "Don't you have anything better to do?"
"Not at the minute," See smiled, "I don't start working until four."
All three were in the park near their apartments, using the athletic equipment there. Heero had two small sheets of tin tightly lashed to the pull up bars and was trying to get Onnako to punch one to judge her upper arm strength.
"I don't wanna hit it. I just had my hands moisturized." Onnako protested.
"Too bad. Hit it." Heero was starting to develope a migrain from dealing with See's little sister.
"Hit it or get a steady diet of bread and water for a month and no TV, Onnako." See barked.
Heero darts a grateful look at her as Onnako draws back and socks the tin with all her strength.
See and Heero gape at the pathetically non-existant dent her fist made.
"Was that the hardest you could hit?" Heero asked finally.
"Yep! And look, I made a mark!"
See shook her head sadly. "Do you want to show her or should I?" she asked Heero.
"I'll do it, but could you straighten it out?"
"Sure." See tapped the back of the tin, hammering out the itsy-bitsy dip with ease. Then Heero drew back and socked the sheet as hard as he could.
Onnako stared in shock as the tin plate crumpled into a mold of his fist.
"That's how you're supposed to hit it." Heero said to the stricken child. "50 push ups, then we'll see how many pull ups we can make you do." Onnako dropped to her hands and knees and began to do weakling push ups. "If you do those, you have to do 150." he added.
"See, do I hafta?" Onnako whined.
"Yes." See answered, suppressing a cruel chuckle.
Onnako whimpered and got her knees off the ground and began to plug away, keeping her rear in the air. Heero sighed and walked over to her.
"Your body should be a straight line from your shoulders to you heels." he said, placing a foot on her rear and pushing it down.
'Oooooh, he's looking at my body!' Onnako thought, 'And he's touching my butt!' She smiled at the thought.
Heero, having seen that smile and figured out what it meant, hurriedly removed his foot. "See if you can hold that position." he ordered gruffly, trying hard not to retch.
"My arms are tired." Onnako whined, now that her motivation was gone.
"Hn. Well I guess 50 is a bit much for a beginner. Do 20 and you can be done for today."
As Onnako struggled through the last 10 push ups, up comes another guy with long chestnut hair braided down his back. "Hey, a party! Who brought the munchies?"
"Hey Duo." See waved him over, "Sorry, no food. I'm watching Onnako's first day of self defense training."
"Ooo, comedy! Can I watch?"
See reached out and swatted him on the arm. "Be nice," she commanded, "If you demoralize Onnako..." she left it hanging ominously.
Duo nodded nervously, not wishing to be cut into sushi with the multiple knives See carried. "Actually, I'm here because I forgot the access code to level three in the S.S.R. files."
"I'll send them to you later, they're on my laptop." See responded.
"Will you two quit jabbering?" Heero yelled at them, "I'm trying to conduct a training session."
Onnako dropped of the pull-up bars in startlement.
"That was only one! Get back on the bar!" Heero barked.
"But I'm so tired!!" Onnako wailed pathetically.
"You tired after one!?" Duo shouted incrediously, "Make way, the Great Shinigami is going to show you how it's done."
Duo flung himself down and started doing pushups. Onnako over-large eyes watch every muscle movement with interest. After about a hundred or so, the braided bundle of energy bounced up and begun to do pullups like his life depended on it.
Well, maybe it did. His pride depended on it anyway.
"And that," he said, bounding to the ground, "Is how you should be able to do it."
"She's just getting started," See reminded him, "But you should be in better shape than this," she commented to her little sister, "What do you do in P.E.?"
"I take ballet."
All three face fault and sweat drop at the same time.
"Did you know about this, See?" Duo finally asked.
"No." See said, trying to get a hold of her shock.
Heero was in a state of near-inarticulate rage. "YOU MADE ME TRAIN A BALLET DANCER TO FIGHT!!!" he shouted furiously at See.
"I DIDN'T FUCKING KNOW GODAMMIT!!!"
"Such language, See. I'm shocked at you, shocked." Duo shook his head and tched a few times. "Think of the small, young, impressionable ears nearby."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP DUO!!" both irate fighters shouted at him. See took out one of her multiple throwing knives and flipped it towards him, pinning his braid to a tree.
"AAAAARRRGGGHHHH!! BROWNIE!!!!!!!!" Everyone stopped and blinked a few times as crickets chirped. Duo tries franticaly to pull his braid loose.
"Brownie?" Heero was the first to find his voice.
"Don't tug at it Duo, or you'll cut it off." See advised.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Duo dropped his hands and began to tremple. "Please, See, help, take it out of Brownie, I can' stand it!"
"Alright, alright. Hold still." See reached up and pulled the shuriken out of his "brownie" and the unoffending tree. "See Duo, it went between the hairs. Not a one cut."
Duo ignored her and began to stroke his braid. "Oh Brownie, Brownie, I promise I'll never let it happen again, I'm so sorry.."
"Brownie?" Heero repeated.
Duo snapped back out of it. "Oops, uh, heh heh, did I say Brownie? You must have been mistaken, I-"
"You call your braid Brownie?" Heero and See snickered a bit, both being way too dignified to collaspe in to hysterical laughter like they wanted to.
"It's not funny!" Onnako shouted, "Leave him alone!"
See and Heero at looked her. "Poor Duo, yet another crazed female after you. Not bad for a guy with a boyfriend." See said with a evil grin on her face. She and Heero began to chuckle again, while Duo looked uncomfortable and tried to edge away and Onnako blushed bright red.
"I do NOT have a crush on him!" she shouted loudly, "It's just you shouldn't laugh at peoples nick-names!" Then she blinked as See's second comment penetrated her thick skull. "What do you mean, a guy with a boyfriend?"
"Duo and Quatre live together," Heero answered, "They have for quite some time."
"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!" Onnako shouted.
"I told you she has a crush on you, Duo." See commented quietly.
After a bit, everyone remembered what they were supossed to be doing.
"Alright, now kick the other piece of tin." Heero ordered Onnako.
"But it's so HIGH!"
"Just kick it."
"I'm going to work now," See commented, "Are you working this shift at Carmen's Duo?"
(A.N.:Carmen's is a restuarant we all work at to pretend to be civilians)
"Yep. And so is Quatre. Let's go."
"Heero, after your done tortur- er, I mean training, Onnako, bring her down with you and we'll feed you." See called out as they left.
"And see if you can drag Wu-man and Trowa down too." Duo added.
Heero nodded. "Now kick it."
"I don't wanna. I'll pull a hamstring."
"Kick it."
"No."
"Kick it."
"No."
"Kick it."
"No."
Heero began to swear in japanese, wishing fervently See was still there to threaten her little sister. "You said you take ballet, you should be able to kick that high."
"I'm only in beginner level."
Heero pulled out some more swear words. "Alright, either you kick it, or we go down to the track and run at MY pace until I'M tired."
"Alright, alright, I'll kick it." Onnako drew back and kicked the piece of tin, leaving a much more respectable dent then her punch did. Heero regarded it speculatively.
"Not too bad. There's hope." he told her, "But it could be better. Do you know what lunges are?"
Onnako frowned. See mentioned something like lunges, now what were they? Oh yeah, the duck walk thingy. "Yeah."
"Alright." Heero marked of about fifty yards of the grass. "Do lunges across and back this area."
"But those HURT!!!"
"That's right. Pain is muscles being torn so they can repair themselves stronger."
"WHAT!? I'm tearing muscle!?"
"That's what strength training is. Now get started."
Onnako groaned and started. Then she groaned with each lunge as they became more and more painful. Finally she was done she moved towards a bench, until she was stopped by a crisp order from her trainer.
"Don't sit down."
"Why not?"
"Your muscles will seize up. Walk around."
Not wishing to have her legs seize up, she walked until the worst of the pain was gone. "Okay, now what?" she asked cheerily.
Heero raised an eyebrow. Well, if she really wants more... "Your going to learn how to punch now."
"But I know how to punch. You saw me punch the piece of tin earlier."
"That was not a punch."
"Yes it was."
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was."
"Arrrrgghhh!"
Later...
"So, how did it go?" See asked dulcetly as an irate-looking Heero trudged in.
"Omae o korosu."
"Relena's not here." Duo commented.
Heero grunted. "Damn."
"Poor Heero." Quatre said sympathetically.
See suddenly realized that someone was missing. "Heero, where's my sister?"
"I dropped her off at your apartment after she collasped."
See raised an eyebrow. "I see. So, what'll it be?"
"Just get me a drink for now."
"Got it." Duo responded, picking up a large cup.
"Eh, Carlos! Podemos charlar con nuestro amigo por un rato?" See called out in Spanish to their boss.
"Eh, pero regresa cuando tenemos personas aqui." he called back from the grill.
"What did he say?" Quatre had never mastered Spanish, even though he worked with the rest at the Mexican restaurant.
"He said we can take a break and talk with Heero until a customer gets here."
"Oh. Maybe I should I take Spanish."
"Has Onnako been giving you lip, Heero?" See asked.
"Hai. Every time I tell her to do something."
See glared ominously. "She won't tomorrow, I promise."
"Thanks, See." Heero said, looking at her gratefully.
"You never seemed to be the type who would be good with kids Heero," Duo commented, coming around with the drink. He sant down next to Quatre and put his arm around him. "I'm surprised your doing so well."
"Thank you ever so much Duo." Heero replied flatly.
"Don't tease him Duo," Quatre admonished his boyfriend with a poke, "He has enough trouble."
Just then, a customer walked in, interrupting the coversation. He was followed by three more, and by the time they were gone, it was quitting time. Everyone who was working punched out their cards and helped themselves to the leftovers. Walking back to the apartment, See remembered something.
"Heero, Onnako's not training the day after tomorrow."
"Why not? She should train every day."
"Eighth grade grad. It's her special day."
"That's right!" Quatre exclaimed, "You can't make her train on her graduation day, Heero."
An idea suddenly occurs to the Perfect Soldier. "That means she'll be home all day for the next three months, right?"
See smiled as she caught on. "Right."
Duo looked confused. "Huh?"
"You'll see." both fighters answered.
To Be Continued...
What's going to happen to poor Onnako? Be afraid. Be very afraid, and be very grateful you are not her.
-TBS