Remember to keep being afraid, there's an interesting plot twist here (Arigatou, Lady Panther!). And I finally got enough cash to buy Gundam Wing!! CELEBRATE!! *blinks, and remembers that it was a dream* Damn.
Onnako and the Way of the Soldier: Part III
See walked in to Onnako's bedroom at five in the morning. She quietly inserted a Mettalica CD in the player on Onnako's desk and turned it up all the way. Checking her earplugs, she turned it on.
"YEOW!!!" Onnako shouted,coming awake with a start, "What the..."
"It's time to get up." See answed complacently, switching the player off and removing her earplugs.
"But I don't have school today." Onnako whined.
"No, but you have training."
"At five in the morning!?"
"To make up for the time you wasted yesterday talking back to Heero. Do it again today and you WILL feel my wrath."
"WHAT!!!?"
"Breakfast in five, by the way."
About a minute later, See looked up from the bagels she was slicing at the shuffling sound coming from the hall. It was Onnako, in a long pink robe and two fuzzy white kitty slippers.
"Why aren't you dressed?" She said, grimacing, "And what is with the outfit?"
"It's pretty, and it's warm and I'm cold. And I'm not getting dressed before breakfast." Onnako grumbled sulkily.
"Pretty? Have you been talking to Quatre lately?"
"Yeah, yesterday, why?"
"-_- Never mind. Eat your bagel."
Later...
"I assume See told you how long we're training for today."
"No, she didn't." Onnako looked a little dazed and a lot cold.
"We'll take a break around noon, and if you've done well, we'll stop then." Heero smiled inwardly at the relieved look on Onnako's face. "That gives us about 6 and a half hours, let's get started."
"Wha-"
"And no talking today."
Onnako pulled a Trowa: "...!"
1st Hour:
"Don't just use your shoulders when you do pullups. Use your whole arm as you go along."
"Pant, gasp, pant, gasp *drops*"
"Back on the bar, you still need to do five more."
"Groan, pant, gasp."
"Alright, good. Now stretch your arms like this."
"!@#$%^&*!"
"See needs to cut down on how much she swears around you."
2nd Hour:
"Lunges aren't hard, and you need to streghten your legs."
"Bu-"
"*cuffs her* No talking. A fighter needs to know the discipline of silence. Now stretch, or you'll feel it in the morning."
3rd Hour:
"Thrust your arm forward, like this. No, turn it. That's pretty good, do those on that board over there."
Half an hour later:
"Ok, we'll work on kicks now..."
4th hour:
"Alright, take a break and stretch out. We're going to see if you can use what you just learned in a combat situation."
Onnako's eyes widened. Then she stopped wasting time and started to stretch like her life depended on it (AN: Well...maybe it did).
A few minutes later, Heero and Onnako squared off.
"Throw the first hit." Heero ordered bruskly.
Onnako tried valiantly not to quake with fear, and threw a kick at him. Heero easily dodged and moved his fist slowly in her direction. Onnako dodged (albeit rather clumsily) and countered with a blow to his collarbone, which he also dodged. They continued in this fashion for several minutes.
Then Heero noticed to appraoch of a certain blonde arabian. He was running and looking rather concerned. Curious, Heero almost got a solid blow in the stomach. "Hang on a sec," he said as he dodged.
Unfortunately, Onnako had inherited a certain degree of battle rage from her older sister and was at a very low key of it. Just enough, however, so she did not hear Heero tell her to stop. As he turned around to see what Quatre wanted, she kicked him in the ass.
His spew of curses snapped her out of it about two seconds too late.
"WHAT PART OF 'HANG ON A SEC' DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!?!? IF YOU EVER DO THAT-" Heero's angry tirade was cut off by Quatre's even louder yell.
"STOP! You shouldn't be training her if you're going to yell at her like that!" Quatre came over and put his arm around the stunned Onnako.
However, it takes more than that to interrupt the wrath of Heero, once started. "GODDAMMIT THEN YOU TRAIN HER, SINCE YOU'D BE SO MUCH BETTER AT IT!!"
"That a good idea, Heero, I think I will." That stopped Heero like a deluge of icy water.
"But...you don't believe in fighting."
"I believe in self defence, and the Magunacs will help me." Quatre looked at the still stunned Onnako. "Would it be ok with you?" She nodded numbly. "Well then..."
Heero hastily agreed before his good fortune disapeared. "I'll tell See." He said hurriedly, turning to go.
"Oh wait, Heero." Heero turned around relunctantly thinking 'damn he changed his mind, knew it was to good to be true...'
"See asked me to remind you to get the sausages and hamburgers for tomorrow's barbecue."
'Oh is that all?' "Thanks, Quatre," Heero said, trying not to look visibly relieved, "I'll go right now." Heero zipped off as fast as he could go.
Quatre watched him run with a smile. Then he turned back to Onnako, who was slowly recovering. "Knowing Heero, you've probably trained enough for today. Can you be out here at 6 tomorrow morning?"
Onnako's mouth hung open. She was absolutely stunned be his manners. "I...guess so."
"Good, see tomorrow then. We'll be done in time for the barbecue, don't worry." Quatre added, winking at her.
Onnako nodded, and watched him jog off. And far away, we hear the distant, rather loud sounds of See's response to Heero's news...
Hehe, To Be Continued...
TBS: Well now, wasn't that fun?
Heero: God no.
TBS: *glares at him* Hey, at least your not her personal trainer anymore. Stop complaining.
Heero: *lifts hands up in thanks and sings heaven's praises*
TBS: *watches with a raised eyebrow* Ok...review, please?
Onnako and the Way of the Soldier: Part III
See walked in to Onnako's bedroom at five in the morning. She quietly inserted a Mettalica CD in the player on Onnako's desk and turned it up all the way. Checking her earplugs, she turned it on.
"YEOW!!!" Onnako shouted,coming awake with a start, "What the..."
"It's time to get up." See answed complacently, switching the player off and removing her earplugs.
"But I don't have school today." Onnako whined.
"No, but you have training."
"At five in the morning!?"
"To make up for the time you wasted yesterday talking back to Heero. Do it again today and you WILL feel my wrath."
"WHAT!!!?"
"Breakfast in five, by the way."
About a minute later, See looked up from the bagels she was slicing at the shuffling sound coming from the hall. It was Onnako, in a long pink robe and two fuzzy white kitty slippers.
"Why aren't you dressed?" She said, grimacing, "And what is with the outfit?"
"It's pretty, and it's warm and I'm cold. And I'm not getting dressed before breakfast." Onnako grumbled sulkily.
"Pretty? Have you been talking to Quatre lately?"
"Yeah, yesterday, why?"
"-_- Never mind. Eat your bagel."
Later...
"I assume See told you how long we're training for today."
"No, she didn't." Onnako looked a little dazed and a lot cold.
"We'll take a break around noon, and if you've done well, we'll stop then." Heero smiled inwardly at the relieved look on Onnako's face. "That gives us about 6 and a half hours, let's get started."
"Wha-"
"And no talking today."
Onnako pulled a Trowa: "...!"
1st Hour:
"Don't just use your shoulders when you do pullups. Use your whole arm as you go along."
"Pant, gasp, pant, gasp *drops*"
"Back on the bar, you still need to do five more."
"Groan, pant, gasp."
"Alright, good. Now stretch your arms like this."
"!@#$%^&*!"
"See needs to cut down on how much she swears around you."
2nd Hour:
"Lunges aren't hard, and you need to streghten your legs."
"Bu-"
"*cuffs her* No talking. A fighter needs to know the discipline of silence. Now stretch, or you'll feel it in the morning."
3rd Hour:
"Thrust your arm forward, like this. No, turn it. That's pretty good, do those on that board over there."
Half an hour later:
"Ok, we'll work on kicks now..."
4th hour:
"Alright, take a break and stretch out. We're going to see if you can use what you just learned in a combat situation."
Onnako's eyes widened. Then she stopped wasting time and started to stretch like her life depended on it (AN: Well...maybe it did).
A few minutes later, Heero and Onnako squared off.
"Throw the first hit." Heero ordered bruskly.
Onnako tried valiantly not to quake with fear, and threw a kick at him. Heero easily dodged and moved his fist slowly in her direction. Onnako dodged (albeit rather clumsily) and countered with a blow to his collarbone, which he also dodged. They continued in this fashion for several minutes.
Then Heero noticed to appraoch of a certain blonde arabian. He was running and looking rather concerned. Curious, Heero almost got a solid blow in the stomach. "Hang on a sec," he said as he dodged.
Unfortunately, Onnako had inherited a certain degree of battle rage from her older sister and was at a very low key of it. Just enough, however, so she did not hear Heero tell her to stop. As he turned around to see what Quatre wanted, she kicked him in the ass.
His spew of curses snapped her out of it about two seconds too late.
"WHAT PART OF 'HANG ON A SEC' DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!?!? IF YOU EVER DO THAT-" Heero's angry tirade was cut off by Quatre's even louder yell.
"STOP! You shouldn't be training her if you're going to yell at her like that!" Quatre came over and put his arm around the stunned Onnako.
However, it takes more than that to interrupt the wrath of Heero, once started. "GODDAMMIT THEN YOU TRAIN HER, SINCE YOU'D BE SO MUCH BETTER AT IT!!"
"That a good idea, Heero, I think I will." That stopped Heero like a deluge of icy water.
"But...you don't believe in fighting."
"I believe in self defence, and the Magunacs will help me." Quatre looked at the still stunned Onnako. "Would it be ok with you?" She nodded numbly. "Well then..."
Heero hastily agreed before his good fortune disapeared. "I'll tell See." He said hurriedly, turning to go.
"Oh wait, Heero." Heero turned around relunctantly thinking 'damn he changed his mind, knew it was to good to be true...'
"See asked me to remind you to get the sausages and hamburgers for tomorrow's barbecue."
'Oh is that all?' "Thanks, Quatre," Heero said, trying not to look visibly relieved, "I'll go right now." Heero zipped off as fast as he could go.
Quatre watched him run with a smile. Then he turned back to Onnako, who was slowly recovering. "Knowing Heero, you've probably trained enough for today. Can you be out here at 6 tomorrow morning?"
Onnako's mouth hung open. She was absolutely stunned be his manners. "I...guess so."
"Good, see tomorrow then. We'll be done in time for the barbecue, don't worry." Quatre added, winking at her.
Onnako nodded, and watched him jog off. And far away, we hear the distant, rather loud sounds of See's response to Heero's news...
Hehe, To Be Continued...
TBS: Well now, wasn't that fun?
Heero: God no.
TBS: *glares at him* Hey, at least your not her personal trainer anymore. Stop complaining.
Heero: *lifts hands up in thanks and sings heaven's praises*
TBS: *watches with a raised eyebrow* Ok...review, please?