The Break Out

The Break Out

Kara and Miroki sat across from the pilots, with Noin on one side and Milliardo on the other. The two girls nodded to each other. After all, they would have to say something sooner or later. The question was, would they get killed for doing so.

"Okay, first of all you can't say anything till we're finished," Kara clasped her hands together, resting her chin on them.

Miroki finished, "And second, you have to promise not to do anything rash, this goes for mostly you Heero."

Quatre nodded, "Then continue."

Kara eyed Miroki before getting back to the topic, "Well, you see we've always known, but just like you, we didn't say anything about it."

"Maybe we should go by telling you what we know," Miroki suggested.

Kara sighs, "Better get it over and done with."

This was the point of no return, not to mention probably (in my opinion) the stupidest thing anyone could do.

Kara looks straight at Heero, "Heero Yuy, a.k.a. Perfect Soldier. Your real name is Odin Lowe Jr. Odin Lowe, an assassin, then later Dr. J, raised you. You came from colony L-1, and have this nasty habit of pointing guns at people."

Had the people listening been standing, Kara could have imagine them falling over right now. Of course, she amended Heero was no doubt giving her one really nasty deathglare, Heero style.

Miroki decided to continue, she pointed at Duo, "Duo Maxwell, a.k.a. God of Death or Shingami. Doesn't matter, both mean the same thing. Solo first took you in, then the Maxwell Church. Oz, leaving you the only survivor, destroyed the church. You came from colony L-2, and you're pretty well known for that long braid of yours and happy-go-lucky attitude."

Kara could just see the shock on Duo's face. After all, is it everyday that someone could rattle off stats of you this way? In Miroki's mind it was a good thing they didn't include their height and weight, or else the boys actually might have a heart attack.

"Then again, they nearly gave us a heart attack when we first saw them," Miroki thought to herself.

Kara took a deep breath, "Trowa Barton a.k.a. Silencer. You were too young to remember your real name, but if Catherine had told you, it is Triton Bloom. Catherine is your only living family; she lives in the circus as a knife thrower. Before that mercenaries raised you. You came from colony L-3, and your pretty much the quiet type, not to mention have this neat gift for taming lions."

Trowa, and thank god in the girls' mind, still have this mask of indifference on. Otherwise it would be really hard to continue doing this. Though you had to admit, if it weren't for the fact that three of them had guns, the results were pretty funny.

Miroki looked at Quatre, Quatre eyed Miroki, "Quatre R Winner a.k.a. Noble in the Desert. Like you have already said, you have 29 sisters, all test tube babies. Your mother died giving birth to you, whether you know that, I don't know. Your father died sometime after you became a Gundam pilot. You come from colony L-4, and you have the gift of empathy. It seems that you can tell, or read other's emotions, or as you consider it. The 'Heart of Outer Space' tells you about others."

Quatre was tearing up, Kara wondered if it was because of his father, or because he wasn't a test tube baby. Miroki went up to him, and gave him a tight hug. It was a feeling, but it would seem that those two would need a talk later. Kara walked up to Wufei.

Both girls continued in unison, "Chang Wufei a.k.a. Solitary Dragon. You were a member of the Dragon clan, and already married until Oz attacked. You are the only member of your clan left. You come from colony L-5, bringing with you a strong sense of justice, and a sense that women shouldn't fight."

The girls stepped back, waiting for their reaction. It became very quiet, perhaps too quiet. A few minutes later the sound of a gun went off, inside the hotel room.

Miroki and Kara hit the floor that is until they realize the shot came from Heero. Both quickly got off the floor, facing the confused, and not so happy solider. Duo and Quatre were holding him back, probably from taking another potshot.

Duo tried to calm is buddy down, "Come on Heero, ya don't want to shoot the people that save you. Do ya?"

Quatre also tried to calm Heero down, "The girls said not to do anything rash, I think they mean shooting at them is rash."

Heero shrugged them both off, and then walked towards the window. The gun still in sight, the girls eyed at the gun. Putting his head against the cold glass Heero asked, "How did you girls know all of that?"

Kara coughed, "Remember that certain, anime site, there's a Gundam section, which was deleted about 30 or so times before the owners gave up?"

Heero turned to glare at Kara, "Yes…"

"Well… that was our site you were deleting."

In probably one of the few times, Heero was caught off guard, "That was your site?"

Miroki nodded, "Yea, well I was ready to ask you about that the first day we met, but Kara stopped me."

"Personally a death on the first day of school is not a good thing," Kara amended, "Besides I thought Miroki was hinting about that during the project you two had to do."

"I thought she was talking about the personal homepage I deleted."

Miroki glared at Heero, "YOU DID WHAT?"

Heero smirked.

Kara shook her head, "Some things never change, and just hope this doesn't always happen."

"I agreed," Noin added getting up, "Because I hate to see fellow pilots not getting along together."

This time, it was the girls' turn to be shocked; Kara stared at Noin, "Run that by me again."

Noin smirked, "I said that I would hate to see fellow pilots not getting along together."

"Noin, are you really suggesting…" Quatre asked, looking from Miroki to Kara and back again.

Milliardo backed Noin up, "Why not? Miroki seems to specialize in hand-to-hand combat, as well as hacking. Kara would take being sniper like a duck takes to water, she's a good actor; probably no doubt can take recon missions. Both girls are quick studies and you know them very well."

"Not to mention you have worked with them a lot," Noin added.

Miroki glared at them, "What in the hell are you talking about? Combat with me? Recon for Kara? Is there something we do not know?"

Everything was quiet again; the boys were looking at each other, trying to say something. Noin, Milliardo and Sally were just grinning at each other. After awhile all eyes were on the girls, which made them very uncomfortable. Heero finally just started to smirk, Duo was just shrugging, Trowa was probably thinking about something, Quatre nodded, and Wufei, well I don't think he took the news too well, but he wasn't going to say anything. Quatre went up and took Miroki's hand, "What Noin is saying, is that we have just found our two new Gundam pilots."

"WHAT?"

After some calming down, everyone was sitting, but Kara that is. She was pacing, trying to make sense of the events that just took place. Every few minutes she would stop for a few seconds, stare at them, before pacing again.

"Okay, so let me get this straight. The Wing School was created so…"

Heero simply stated, "So we could find two new recruits to be Gundam pilots."

"And you chose the real world because…"

"Because a) Oz is going to attack this world and b) if people from the real world are exposed to our world they tend to become quick studies with different abilities," Sally explained.

"And exposed us how?"

Duo clear his throat, "Well, it goes something like this, the teachers, and us are from our world, that's part of the reason, the second would be that shot you girls got on the first day of school."

"And Oz wants to attack us because…"

"Because your people do not have the same kind of technology, therefore are weaker than Oz. Will you stop pacing onna?"

"No, so what is the plan?"

Trowa gets up and takes Kara's arm, stopping her pacing, "We need help of two more pilots. Hopefully we can stop them before an all out war starts. A letter will be sent to your parents saying that the Wing School is also a boarding school, and would like some students to stay there, because they are gifted. Though in truth, you girls will probably be traveling with us, most of the time. When we aren't traveling the school will be our base."

Kara really wanted answers; this was really starting to get to her, "And if we can't prevent an all out war?"

"Then we tell your parents the truth, and you travel with us, to our world."

Kara pulled away, she looked over to Miroki. Miroki nodded, sure as ever, and Kara was glad otherwise, she might have lost it.

"Okay then, we'll help."

Duo jumped up, "Thanks, we really own you girls."

"Speaking of which, we better go," Wufei commented.

"Huh?" Miroki frowned, "What's wrong?"

Heero got out his gun; Sally gave the girls and other two boys guns. Heero stated, "Soldiers are coming this way. It looks like we are going to have to leave now."

Kara checked her gun, "How long?"

"Probably half an hour, depends how long it takes them to search the whole hotel, we better get packing and leave."

Everyone nodded, going his or her own way to pack up, and getting ready to leave. After the girls were finished packing, Noin was teaching them about the safeties on their guns, not to mention, what they would need to learn and do.

"There's a good chance we won't be heading, right to the school. We might have to take a detour to somewhere else, maybe the nearby provinces before we can head back. Just act like nothing's happened, meanwhile, we'll get you girls to learn how to pilot a mobile suit, most likely a Leo first, then we'll see," Noin handed the girls an extra pack of bullets.

Kara nods, "So which province?"

"Not sure," Noin turns to Miroki, "Each of you will be trained a bit differently. Unfortunately we don't have enough time, you might be asked to join in on a battle very soon."

Miroki frowned, "What about the mysterious e-mailer?"

"Probably someone from the school, we're betting," Milliardo told them.

Kara shook her head, "But then the school would have been attacked a long time ago."

"What do you think all of those mobile suit attacks were about?" Duo asked grinned, "You see those suits have been getting pretty close to the school, we just keep them at bay. None of the personnel except us pilots, Lady Une, Noin, Sally and Milliardo leave the school. So, in other words, the teachers live there, but they have no idea exactly where they are. We make sure they don't."

"Talk about a tight shift," Miroki murmured.

"How do you know it's not a student?"

Quatre shook his head, "It can't be, or else the school would have been attacked a long time ago."

"Unless there's something we all don't know," Kara countered.

"We don't have time, we can debate about this later, we need to get out now," Sally pointed to the door.

They could hear the sound of footsteps, doors opening, and the not so pleasant sound of soldiers talking. One by one everyone slipped through the door. Right about now, it was out of the question to go out the lobby. They would have to take the back way. The game plan was to act like normal people, who probably had to catch a late night flight home. Unfortunately there were soldiers everywhere. This job was just about to get harder, much harder. Milliardo tapped Heero on the shoulder, Heero turned.

He thumbed the ceiling; "There's a carrier, waiting for us on the roof. We're better off taking the stairs."

Heero nodded, "Okay, let's move."

Both Miroki and Kara could swear they had never felt their hearts pound so much before. It was like they were going to leap out of their chests. It was a wonder why the soldiers or anyone else for that matter didn't hear. As they made their way up the stairs, the tension in the air began to increase. Miroki hurried along, but just watching her posture, you could tell she was on guard. Kara could hear the soldiers running through the hallways, and yelling orders. Relief came, the minute they stepped out on to the roof, and saw the carrier. Right there, in plain sight. The door was open, and the pilot was waiting for them to get in. The girls allowed themselves to smile a bit, but that was short lived as gunshots filled the air. Right behind them were a dozen or so soldiers.

"Run!" Duo yelled.

Heero, Duo and Milliardo took out their guns, and started shooting right back. While the girls made a run for it, as fast as their legs could carry them. Bullets whizzed past them, as they clamored into the carrier. Kara took out her gun, and started shooting. Soon everyone was in, and they were out.

Duo grinned, "Now that's one way, to check out."

Kara whacked him over the head, "Get a life."

"Hey! Nice to be working with you girls," Hilde laughed from the pilot's seat.

Noin handed the girls a cellphone, "You better call your parents, just tell them you'll be traveling for awhile, and won't be reachable for a few days."

The girls nodded.

Later that night, Kara found Miroki in the back of the carrier.

"So, what do you think?" Miroki asked, not looking at Kara.

Kara shrugged, "What am I suppose to think? We're normal teenage girls turned pilots."

"……… I know it's hard to believe, I wanted excitement, but this is crazy."

Kara sits beside Miroki, putting her head against the wall, "You should talk to him."

She eyes Kara, "Who?"

"Quatre of course!"

"Don't know why you said that, Kara I'm not in the mood for setups right now."

"Miroki, it's not a setup," Kara looks at the ceiling, "I maybe dense and naïve about a lot of things, but I can see it."

"………"

Kara smirks at the ceiling, "Don't have anything to say? It has nothing to do about setups anymore Miroki. Everything after this, after busting the guys out, after telling them what we know, after becoming pilots, everything is going to change."

"Since when did you know so much?"

"I don't," Kara looks at her friend thoughtfully, "I just know this: you should talk to him. Who knows? Maybe this will be one of the few chances you'll have to seriously talk."

"Am I interrupting anything?" The girls look at the door to see Quatre there.

Kara gets up to leave, "No, I was just leaving," she winks at Miroki.

As Kara leaves, Quatre closes the door behind her. Then makes his way to sit beside Miroki.

"Miroki, we need to talk," Quatre tells her in a soft voice.

Miroki looks at Quatre, "About what?"

Quatre pauses, collecting his thoughts, "About you… Being a Gundam pilot."

She sits up straight, "Oh? Quatre, you probably saw this coming."

"Yes, and no."

"Yes and no?"

The Sandrock pilot takes a deep breath, trying to find the right words, "The first month, we were at the school… We knew, both you and Kara, along with some students had what it took to be pilots, but…"

"But?"

"Miroki…" Quatre started, "Did you ever had one of those times where you forgot what you are suppose to be doing, or who the people you are talking to really are?"

"Yes… As Kara would say, it was almost like you guys have been here forever…" Miroki closed her eyes for a second, "It was almost as if you weren't pilots, just normal boys, friends, people we could turn to."

"And it seemed like we were normal boys, that is until something happens, or there's a mission or an attack…"

Miroki didn't say anything, just listened.

"It some ways I hoped that you wouldn't be the pilot, because you don't need to know. What it's like out there, to lost family, to kill…"

"Maybe, but if I could do something, but I didn't do anything at all, and people I cared about got hurt, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself."

Quatre looked right at her, "Then, you don't regret anything?"

"Maybe I will regret something, but there are some things I know I will never regret."

"I don't want to see you hurt, emotionally or physically."

Miroki smiled, "And you won't, not when I have my friends behind me all the way."

She gives Quatre a quick peck on the cheek, before finally letting sleep take her. After all it was probably 3 a.m. in the morning by then. Resting her head on his shoulder, Miroki fell asleep, for the rest of the long journey ahead.

Author's Note:

Okay……… I have run out of things to talk about or say. One thing though, I really hated loose ends, so the shot, the mysterious e-mailer (which is my biggest loose end yet). Don't worry. Everything will unravel.

Female Mewtwo, my co-author (or my partner in crime) thanks you for your support, ideas, and your character Miroki Sekkio. The bit about the girls saying a bit about the pilots was her idea, and about Miroki and Quatre talking alone, but the works were mine.

So… A little break from the adventures for February *hint, hint*. Some training, some talking, maybe some butt kicking. Next time on Wing School!