Hey peeps! Me again! I just wanted to remind any lawyers out there that I
don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing.... Actually I was wondering if there
are lawyers online just looking through all the FanFics to try and find
someone who doesn't say that to sue. Anyways, enjoy the story-- The pairing
voting has been closed, and I'm just about done with the entire story, but
only just started posting it. I recieved about 45 votes on emails for a
certain pairing... But if it wasn't the one you wanted, be aware that when
I'm done with this story I'm going to write a really cute Trowa/Usagi story
I had an idea for. Ja ne, please review or email me at
akamoonsugar@yahoo.com. Thanks!
"Can I speak with you a moment? Alone?" Hiiro asked them. They nodded.
"I'll be right back." he said to Usagi, who nodded as well.
They sat down around a table on the pool deck. Hiiro took a deep breath.
"I think we should tell Usagi who we are." he said carefully.
"What?!"
"That's insane!"
"Completely out of the question!"
"I agree. We should tell her." Trowa said.
"Why?" Wufei demanded.
"She has told us absolutely everything about her, for a start, and we still haven't told her anything about us. She has trusted us with one of the hugest secrets of all time, and we can't extend her the same courtesy. How fair are we being to her?" Hiiro asked.
"Whoah, slow down there Hiiro. What did we miss? We left you an hour ago and all you usually said was 'Hnn.' Now you're…." Quatre trailed off.
"In love with Usagi." Hiiro ended for him. "I don't know what happened. But have you ever seen how beautiful and open she is? Her eyes say exactly what she's thinking all the time. She has this love for life, and for others, and it's impossible not to get caught up in that web. Surely you've all noticed as well."
There were nods around the table.
"Fine. We'll take a vote." Duo said.
"Who said this was a democracy?!" Wufei asked.
"Let's just see where everyone stands, alright?" Trowa interjected.
"Alright. Everyone in favor of telling Usagi everything, raise your hand." Quatre said. Hiiro, Trowa, and Duo raised their hands immediately. Quatre slowly followed suit. Wufei looked around at the four of them.
"If you really think this is the best course of action for us to take then I guess I won't try to stop you. We'll tell the onna." he said.
Hiiro nodded. "I'll go get Usagi. We should tell her back at the apartment." The others nodded their agreement. Hiiro got up and went to the side of the pool, where Usagi was sitting with her feet in the water. He sat down next to her, and put one arm around her waist.
"U- Usagi?" he asked. She turned to him, indicating he had her attention. She smiled. "We need to go. Come on." Hiiro said, helping her up. She slipped on her shoes and grabbed her wrap and towel. As they walked out onto the asphalt parking lot, and Usagi positioned her towel so she could sit on it, she looked at the other four, who were climbing on their motorbikes. (These are boy-racer type bikes, Suzuki kind, not Harleys. You know, the ones were you lean forward instead of sitting upright?)
"Are you guys okay? You're not as talkative as you usually are. Anything wrong?" she asked. They shook their heads quickly.
"Nope, everything's fine, Usagi." Trowa replied as they revved their engines and pulled out of the lot.
When they returned to the apartment Hiiro locked the door behind them, and then turned to look at Usagi.
"We really need to talk to you." Hiiro said.
"Can I get changed first?" Usagi asked, grinning. Hiiro didn't return the gesture but nodded. Usagi smiled again, and ran into the bedroom, re- appearing a few minutes later wearing short, tight dark denim shorts and a white halter top.
"Now what was it you wanted to talk about?" Usagi asked as she perched on one arm of the couch. Trowa and Quatre stood next to the window, Wufei stood next to the door to the kitchen, Duo sat on the other arm rest of the couch, and Hiiro leaned against the wall in front of Usagi.
"Usagi, this is really hard for us… me especially, to tell you." Hiiro began.
"Why, what's the matter?" Usagi asked, raising half off the couch.
"Just sit and listen, please, Usagi." Trowa requested. Usagi sat back down.
"We haven't been completely honest with you… in regards to our lives. We are… fighters, too. We pilot elite fighting machines called Gundams."
Usagi's eyes widened. "You five? Are-" she choked on her words. "The Gundam pilots?" she asked. They all nodded slowly.
"How? Why?" she asked shaking her head from side to side, with her hands supporting her at the temples.
"I was raised as an orphan in a church in the L2 colony." Duo said. (Email and correct me if I'm wrong.) "My motive for fighting is simple: I have nothing else to do. I have no family, never had any true friends, nothing to believe in. Sure I had everything that the people at the Maxwell Church could give me, and everything they believed in, but I found it hard to believe in a God that took everything away from me.
"Trowa was raised in a circus with no or little memories of his past. I believe his reasons are closer to my own than those of anyone else.
"Quatre was born and raised in a family with 29 sisters. His father was killed in the fight for peace. He's a test tube baby, the only boy. He's probably fighting to get away from being his sister's life-size Barbie doll.
"Wufei was in a clan in the L5 colony, he's Chinese and very good at martial arts, as you might have already seen. His wife died early on, and he's been with us ever since. We all have our own reasons why.
"Wufei and I have both were trained about 5 years. Quatre and Trowa were trained for 4 years." Duo concluded. Usagi nodded, rocking back and forth, biting her long nails. She seemed deep in thought for a moment, and then looked up.
"What about Hiiro?" she asked. Duo looked at Hiiro, who nodded and turned away. Usagi looked at him worridly, and then back at Duo. Hesitantly, Duo began again.
"Hiiro has led a very… different life from the rest of us, to say the least. He was chosen from twelve separate preganancies. When his mother wouldn't part with him as a baby, she was kept only long enough to deliver him. Then she was sent with the other eleven mothers to be… disposed of. Hiiro's been trained since he was a baby. He is Dr. J's 'Perfect Soldier'. He shows no emotions, has never failed a mission, and never talks about his training." Usagi's eyes welled up with tears, and she glanced about frantically.
"I need to think." Usagi said, grabbing her coat and running out.
Hiiro spun back around. "Where'd she go?" he demanded.
The others shrugged.
Usagi ran and ran, as fast as she could. She finally stopped to catch her breath in a park about 2 miles from the apartment. She sat on a bench there a while and then later looked up and gasped. A young man about 19 or so, with brown hair stood there grinning at her slyly. She hated the way he was looking at her.
"Hello sweet thing, you got lost?"
She whimpered a little and stood up. "No, I'm just resting. I'll be
going now...hey!"
He had reached out and grabbed her arm. She glanced around and saw no one else
was there.
"You're not going any where. Yet."
Hiiro and the others ran out of the apartment complex, and studied the different roads Usagi could have taken. Hiiro took off in one direction and the others followed.
They were walking through the park looking around for Usagi when they heard someone talking to someone else in a harsh voice, but since they were so wrapped up in looking for her they weren't listening to it much. Then Hiiro heard a scream, startling him.
He moved them quickly to some bushes where he had heard it. Horrified at the view, Hiiro drew his gun out of its hiding place.
There was a man pushing and pulling Usagi with him.
"Let go, let go!" she yelled at him. He punched her in the face. Hard.
"Shut up!" he grabbed her head and crushed her against a tree and tried to kiss her.
"Get OFF ME!" she yelled at the man.
"SHUT UP!" he was going to slap her again. But then he was pulled away from the tree roughly.
"Hiiro!" she cried in shock. He had the guy on the ground, yelling at him and punching him in the face. Usagi stopped her shaking knees. Hiiro got off him and immediately looked Usagi over. The others had emerged from behind the bushes.
"Usagi!" they cried.
She ran to give him an embrace, for support. She felt herself trembling all over.
"Hiiro...thank god you were here!" she cried into his shirt.
"Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Hiiro asked, holding her face in his hands and examining her.
She felt her mouth. "My face is kind of sore." she confessed. There was a small trickle of blood at the left corner of her mouth. Hiiro rubbed it a little with his finger and frowned.
"Let's get back." Hiiro said. The others nodded. Hiiro placed his arm protectively around Usagi's shoulders, and they walked back together.
Hiiro sat Usagi on the counter of the kitchen, and filled a cloth with ice. He pressed it gently to Usagi's face.
"Ow!" she hissed. She looked at Hiiro. "Why couldn't you tell me before?" She asked.
"Like Duo said, I am the Perfect Soldier. If it wasn't part of a mission then I was trained to not reveal anything. Believe me, if I could have told you anything more than I did I would have. You know that right?" She nodded. After a moment, Usagi spoke again.
"You didn't trust me in the beginning. What changed your mind?" she asked them all, who were sitting around the kitchen. Trowa looked to Wufei, who looked to Quatre, who looked to Duo, who looked to Hiiro.
"Your damn kisses." Hiiro muttered, color rising in his cheeks. Usagi smiled a little.
"Is the Perfect Soldier actually blushing?" Duo asked in shock, receiving a death glare from the Prussian-eyed boy.
Hiiro went to retrieved his laptop. Usagi rolled her eyes. "Again?" she asked. He nodded.
He accessed an email from Dr. J.
Trowa informed us of your decision to tell the girl your identity. Tomorrow morning- 6:30 am- Bring the girl.
'Oh boy.' Hiiro thought. 'Am I in for it.'
Later Usagi fell asleep on the couch with Hiiro. He was stretched out across the couch, leaning on the arm rest, and she was curled up in his lap. The TV was on quietly, offering news and cartoons to the other four who were lounging around the living room as well.
"We have to take her with us tomorrow morning." Hiiro told them. "We leave here at 6 am." The others nodded.
5:30 am
"Usagi wake up." Hiiro said as he shook her gently.
"Just five more minutes please Luna…" she mumbled, rolling over. 'Luna?' Hiiro thought. 'Oh yeah, the talking cat from the 20th century.'
"Usagi wake up!" he urged her again, trying to pull her out of bed. He managed to get her into a sitting position as the others watched, amused. As soon as he let go of her arms she fell back onto the bed again. Hiiro sighed.
"I really didn't want to have to do this." He said, almost an apology to the sleeping girl. He leaned down and tickled her. Instantly she began to laugh and giggle, and started to roll about her bed begging Hiiro to stop. When he was sure she was completely awake he stopped.
"Now Usagi you have 15 minutes to get ready to leave." Hiiro said.
"Huh? It's 5:30 in the morning! Are you insane? It's a school day." She said.
"Like you ever cared about that before?" Wufei asked. She looked at him.
"Wufei that was a long time ago. That wasn't the real me. Now where are we going?" she asked.
"You'll see." Hiiro said. Usagi nodded and went to change.
She yawned as she emerged ten minutes later. She wore a pair of tight, low cut jeans, and a black spaghetti strap top.
"I'm ready." She said as she pulled on her dark blue tennis shoes.
"Good, let's go." Wufei said. They went to the parking lot of the complex and Quatre led them to a Corvette convertible.
"Yeah right Quatre we barely all fit in that how are we supposed to with her?!" Duo exclaimed.
"Don't worry." Hiiro said. Quatre climbed into the driver's seat, and Trowa sat in the passenger seat. Wufei sat right behind Trowa, and Duo in the middle at the back. Hiiro climbed in behind Quatre and the Usagi sat on his lap gently. Quatre looked at them in the rearview mirror.
"This is so not legal." He remarked as they pulled out.
"So Hiiro we're driving there?" Usagi asked.
"No we're going in the Gundams. We're just driving to the hangar." Hiiro explained.
"Oh."
As they climbed out of the car Usagi looked around. They were in a forest and surrounded by trees but she couldn't see anything else. She began to open her mouth to ask them where the Gundams were when she saw Wufei walk over to a certain tree and grasp something blocked by the shadows. A door opened in the ground and they entered. Down and down they went on the stairs until they emerged in a huge underground room. The five Gundams lay on their backs in fighting mode, large and black against the darkness.
Quatre disappeared for a moment, and the lights came on as he came back.
"Whoah. These are the Gundams?" Usagi asked, mouth hanging open like a fish's. They nodded.
"We're going to be late if we don't leave soon." Trowa remarked. The other four nodded and walked to their respective Gundams, leaping onto them and entering their cockpits. Hiiro walked up the arm of Wing Zero, then jumped on the top of it. He reached down to help Usagi up but she flipped up on her own. Hiding his surprise, Hiiro led her over to the cockpit.
"It was only made for one person. You'll have to sit on my lap." He said, reverting back to his familiar monotone.
"Hai." Usagi said, nodding. He sat down and she eased herself onto his lap, twisting and turning a bit before finding a comfortable spot. She leaned her head against Hiiro's shoulder as he stood the Gundam up and they exited the area, flying fast out of the atmosphere.
"What about these other things I'm blocking?" Usagi asked.
"Those are only for fighting. We shouldn't encounter any of that on the way." Hiiro said, only glancing briefly at what she had been looking at.
Somewhere along the way Usagi fell asleep. It took them only twenty or so minutes to reach the place where the lab was located. With expert eyes Hiiro guided his Gundam into the even larger hanger of the lab. The others were waiting for them as Hiiro carried Usagi out of the cockpit.
"The baka onna fell asleep again?" Wufei demanded. Hiiro nodded. Wufei shook his head, and then moved to wake her. After two minutes of a frusterating fight, Usagi was once again awake. They guided her through a door to their left, and they came into another large room. It had computers lining the walls around the full perimeter, and several lab tables. In the middle of the room was a large oak table. Sitting at this table were five strange looking men in lab coats.
"Good morning." Dr. J. greeted. "I trust you have followed our instructions, Hiiro?" Hiiro nodded, and stepped to the side, bringing into view Usagi, who was looking around the room with intrest.
"Hii-chan, who are these people?" She asked, looking at Hiiro, the scientests and then back at Hiiro.
"These are our trainers, and the creaters of the Gundams." Hiiro explained simply in his monotone.
"It's nice to meet you, Usagi." Dr. J said, recovering from his inward shock. 'They are completely identical. Of course, Dr. M said they would be but this is incredible. And her eyes, so unlike the other. She's done something to Hiiro. He's no longer my perfect soldier. Close, but different. I just hope Dr. M's informant is correct on the information she gave us. But then again, her being who she is, who are we to doubt her?' he thought. (AN: I think that's about enough foreshadowing for one chapter. Are you beginning to get the plot yet? Good, I thought so.)
"This is Dr. G, H, O, S, and Dr. M will be arriving shortly. He is finishing some… training projects of his."
"Dr. M?" Quatre questioned. "Who's he?"
"The sixth and final doctor. He joined us just before Hiiro's training began. He's a bit different from the rest of us."
The door on the opposite side of the room opened and a man stepped in. He looked to be about 45, with jet black hair that had a greenish tint to it. He wore a white lab coat, but under that he wore a pair of gray slacks and black shirt. He held a clipboard and seemed very interested in what was on it. He glanced up for just a moment at them, and dropped his papers.
"Holy…" he began to exclaim, looking at Usagi. She knelt to help him pick up the papers that had fallen off his clipboard. She just barely glanced at them as she picked them up and stacked them together, but being capable of speed reading, she caught these few lines:
White female
And
Age: unknown
And
Trained assassin. Perfect Soldier.
And then
Missions: None as of yet.
And then the last line she saw before Dr. M whisked the papers out of her hand
Not afraid of death.
As they sat down around the table, Dr. J gave each of them a folder.
"This is information about the new threat. I trust you will be ready to battle these new suits. The Topaz is a very new, very dangerous mobile doll. Remotely controlled yes, but it is still very dangerous. They haven't started to use these yet, but they will soon." Dr. O explained.
"So why did you bring us here?" Wufei asked.
"To talk." Dr. M intoned quickly.
"About what?" Duo asked.
"About you're decision to tell this girl one of the most heavily guarded of our secrets!" Dr J exploded.
"She can be trusted!" Hiiro yelled back over the table, standing and leaning on the desk by his palms.
"Shirlaok faorn lsien sfire dafks. Maign dare, oiah kjein daisi." Dr. J replied calmly in a language Usagi only semi-reconized. The others couldn't understand it at all.
"Awiasn. Asienf, isdj laksn dkisen. Haine andle pliod reagn quiont." Hiiro said, in his monotone again.
"Hai." Dr J said, looking down at Usagi.
"What are you two talking about?" Duo asked slowly.
"Nothing, nevermind." Hiiro said before Dr J could answer.
"I think it's time you six left." Dr J said in a calm, level voice, though Usagi could tell he was shaking with fury. Whatever Hiiro had said to him had affected him greatly.
"Hai. I think that would be best. Contact us about any new missions." Hiiro said, shooting a death glare at Dr J.
"We'll do that." Quatre told them as the others left through the same door as they entered.
"I can't believe him." Hiiro muttered as Usagi climbed back onto his lap.
"I could only understand a little of what you were saying in there." Usagi said. "What were you two talking about?" she asked.
"You don't want to know." Hiiro said, turning his head away from her so she wouldn't she the flame in his eyes. She could feel the anger emitting from his body, though.
The five Gundams were traveling close together, and were only five or so minutes into the journey when Usagi heard a beeping noise and saw a window pop up on the screen. Hiiro scanned over it quickly, and turned on the communication unit.
"Mission: Accepted." Hiiro said in his monotone. Usagi looked at him as she heard similar phrases from the other pilots.
"Hiiro, you're not going to- fight, are you?" She asked.
"Hai."
"Iie!"
"Why?" Hiiro asked, not realizing the comm unit was still on, and that the others could here everything. "You fought for years, what do you have against it?"
"Everything!!" she yelled, tears welling in her eyes. "I hated it! And I won't watch you fight either!" she said, crawling off his lap and squeezing into a small space where she could still see what was happening but she could turn away if she wanted. Hiiro sighed silently and watched as a fleet of Mobile dolls came into view against the empty darkness of space. He put on his helmet, and felt the surge of energy he always felt as his Zero System went online.
Usagi curled into a small ball in her corner, watching through cracks in her fingers as Hiiro shot and blasted the Dolls out of exsistence. Tears coursed down her face as she heard the dying screams of their pilots.
As the last Doll was obliverated, Usagi turned away. Hiiro guided the Gundam back to the original base, and took off his helmet.
He looked around for Usagi, and saw a nook that he hadn't noticed before.
"Usagi… I'm sorry. I have to fight. I don't know how to do anything else." He tried to apologize. Usagi turned back around and climbed out, standing on the ledge created by the cockpit door falling flat for it's pilot's exit.
"I guess you don't know how to love anyone either." Usagi said, jumping off the ledge and grabbing the exit rope. Hiiro made no attempt to stop her.
"She's right." He whispered to himself. "She's right. It was my own mission." He pulled a gun out of holding place in the cockpit.
"Mission… Failed." Hiiro said, and put the gun to his head, pressing his finger on the trigger.
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Hello again all! As you can see, one pairing has gotten a little ahead of all the others-- Or has it?
"Can I speak with you a moment? Alone?" Hiiro asked them. They nodded.
"I'll be right back." he said to Usagi, who nodded as well.
They sat down around a table on the pool deck. Hiiro took a deep breath.
"I think we should tell Usagi who we are." he said carefully.
"What?!"
"That's insane!"
"Completely out of the question!"
"I agree. We should tell her." Trowa said.
"Why?" Wufei demanded.
"She has told us absolutely everything about her, for a start, and we still haven't told her anything about us. She has trusted us with one of the hugest secrets of all time, and we can't extend her the same courtesy. How fair are we being to her?" Hiiro asked.
"Whoah, slow down there Hiiro. What did we miss? We left you an hour ago and all you usually said was 'Hnn.' Now you're…." Quatre trailed off.
"In love with Usagi." Hiiro ended for him. "I don't know what happened. But have you ever seen how beautiful and open she is? Her eyes say exactly what she's thinking all the time. She has this love for life, and for others, and it's impossible not to get caught up in that web. Surely you've all noticed as well."
There were nods around the table.
"Fine. We'll take a vote." Duo said.
"Who said this was a democracy?!" Wufei asked.
"Let's just see where everyone stands, alright?" Trowa interjected.
"Alright. Everyone in favor of telling Usagi everything, raise your hand." Quatre said. Hiiro, Trowa, and Duo raised their hands immediately. Quatre slowly followed suit. Wufei looked around at the four of them.
"If you really think this is the best course of action for us to take then I guess I won't try to stop you. We'll tell the onna." he said.
Hiiro nodded. "I'll go get Usagi. We should tell her back at the apartment." The others nodded their agreement. Hiiro got up and went to the side of the pool, where Usagi was sitting with her feet in the water. He sat down next to her, and put one arm around her waist.
"U- Usagi?" he asked. She turned to him, indicating he had her attention. She smiled. "We need to go. Come on." Hiiro said, helping her up. She slipped on her shoes and grabbed her wrap and towel. As they walked out onto the asphalt parking lot, and Usagi positioned her towel so she could sit on it, she looked at the other four, who were climbing on their motorbikes. (These are boy-racer type bikes, Suzuki kind, not Harleys. You know, the ones were you lean forward instead of sitting upright?)
"Are you guys okay? You're not as talkative as you usually are. Anything wrong?" she asked. They shook their heads quickly.
"Nope, everything's fine, Usagi." Trowa replied as they revved their engines and pulled out of the lot.
When they returned to the apartment Hiiro locked the door behind them, and then turned to look at Usagi.
"We really need to talk to you." Hiiro said.
"Can I get changed first?" Usagi asked, grinning. Hiiro didn't return the gesture but nodded. Usagi smiled again, and ran into the bedroom, re- appearing a few minutes later wearing short, tight dark denim shorts and a white halter top.
"Now what was it you wanted to talk about?" Usagi asked as she perched on one arm of the couch. Trowa and Quatre stood next to the window, Wufei stood next to the door to the kitchen, Duo sat on the other arm rest of the couch, and Hiiro leaned against the wall in front of Usagi.
"Usagi, this is really hard for us… me especially, to tell you." Hiiro began.
"Why, what's the matter?" Usagi asked, raising half off the couch.
"Just sit and listen, please, Usagi." Trowa requested. Usagi sat back down.
"We haven't been completely honest with you… in regards to our lives. We are… fighters, too. We pilot elite fighting machines called Gundams."
Usagi's eyes widened. "You five? Are-" she choked on her words. "The Gundam pilots?" she asked. They all nodded slowly.
"How? Why?" she asked shaking her head from side to side, with her hands supporting her at the temples.
"I was raised as an orphan in a church in the L2 colony." Duo said. (Email and correct me if I'm wrong.) "My motive for fighting is simple: I have nothing else to do. I have no family, never had any true friends, nothing to believe in. Sure I had everything that the people at the Maxwell Church could give me, and everything they believed in, but I found it hard to believe in a God that took everything away from me.
"Trowa was raised in a circus with no or little memories of his past. I believe his reasons are closer to my own than those of anyone else.
"Quatre was born and raised in a family with 29 sisters. His father was killed in the fight for peace. He's a test tube baby, the only boy. He's probably fighting to get away from being his sister's life-size Barbie doll.
"Wufei was in a clan in the L5 colony, he's Chinese and very good at martial arts, as you might have already seen. His wife died early on, and he's been with us ever since. We all have our own reasons why.
"Wufei and I have both were trained about 5 years. Quatre and Trowa were trained for 4 years." Duo concluded. Usagi nodded, rocking back and forth, biting her long nails. She seemed deep in thought for a moment, and then looked up.
"What about Hiiro?" she asked. Duo looked at Hiiro, who nodded and turned away. Usagi looked at him worridly, and then back at Duo. Hesitantly, Duo began again.
"Hiiro has led a very… different life from the rest of us, to say the least. He was chosen from twelve separate preganancies. When his mother wouldn't part with him as a baby, she was kept only long enough to deliver him. Then she was sent with the other eleven mothers to be… disposed of. Hiiro's been trained since he was a baby. He is Dr. J's 'Perfect Soldier'. He shows no emotions, has never failed a mission, and never talks about his training." Usagi's eyes welled up with tears, and she glanced about frantically.
"I need to think." Usagi said, grabbing her coat and running out.
Hiiro spun back around. "Where'd she go?" he demanded.
The others shrugged.
Usagi ran and ran, as fast as she could. She finally stopped to catch her breath in a park about 2 miles from the apartment. She sat on a bench there a while and then later looked up and gasped. A young man about 19 or so, with brown hair stood there grinning at her slyly. She hated the way he was looking at her.
"Hello sweet thing, you got lost?"
She whimpered a little and stood up. "No, I'm just resting. I'll be
going now...hey!"
He had reached out and grabbed her arm. She glanced around and saw no one else
was there.
"You're not going any where. Yet."
Hiiro and the others ran out of the apartment complex, and studied the different roads Usagi could have taken. Hiiro took off in one direction and the others followed.
They were walking through the park looking around for Usagi when they heard someone talking to someone else in a harsh voice, but since they were so wrapped up in looking for her they weren't listening to it much. Then Hiiro heard a scream, startling him.
He moved them quickly to some bushes where he had heard it. Horrified at the view, Hiiro drew his gun out of its hiding place.
There was a man pushing and pulling Usagi with him.
"Let go, let go!" she yelled at him. He punched her in the face. Hard.
"Shut up!" he grabbed her head and crushed her against a tree and tried to kiss her.
"Get OFF ME!" she yelled at the man.
"SHUT UP!" he was going to slap her again. But then he was pulled away from the tree roughly.
"Hiiro!" she cried in shock. He had the guy on the ground, yelling at him and punching him in the face. Usagi stopped her shaking knees. Hiiro got off him and immediately looked Usagi over. The others had emerged from behind the bushes.
"Usagi!" they cried.
She ran to give him an embrace, for support. She felt herself trembling all over.
"Hiiro...thank god you were here!" she cried into his shirt.
"Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Hiiro asked, holding her face in his hands and examining her.
She felt her mouth. "My face is kind of sore." she confessed. There was a small trickle of blood at the left corner of her mouth. Hiiro rubbed it a little with his finger and frowned.
"Let's get back." Hiiro said. The others nodded. Hiiro placed his arm protectively around Usagi's shoulders, and they walked back together.
Hiiro sat Usagi on the counter of the kitchen, and filled a cloth with ice. He pressed it gently to Usagi's face.
"Ow!" she hissed. She looked at Hiiro. "Why couldn't you tell me before?" She asked.
"Like Duo said, I am the Perfect Soldier. If it wasn't part of a mission then I was trained to not reveal anything. Believe me, if I could have told you anything more than I did I would have. You know that right?" She nodded. After a moment, Usagi spoke again.
"You didn't trust me in the beginning. What changed your mind?" she asked them all, who were sitting around the kitchen. Trowa looked to Wufei, who looked to Quatre, who looked to Duo, who looked to Hiiro.
"Your damn kisses." Hiiro muttered, color rising in his cheeks. Usagi smiled a little.
"Is the Perfect Soldier actually blushing?" Duo asked in shock, receiving a death glare from the Prussian-eyed boy.
Hiiro went to retrieved his laptop. Usagi rolled her eyes. "Again?" she asked. He nodded.
He accessed an email from Dr. J.
Trowa informed us of your decision to tell the girl your identity. Tomorrow morning- 6:30 am- Bring the girl.
'Oh boy.' Hiiro thought. 'Am I in for it.'
Later Usagi fell asleep on the couch with Hiiro. He was stretched out across the couch, leaning on the arm rest, and she was curled up in his lap. The TV was on quietly, offering news and cartoons to the other four who were lounging around the living room as well.
"We have to take her with us tomorrow morning." Hiiro told them. "We leave here at 6 am." The others nodded.
5:30 am
"Usagi wake up." Hiiro said as he shook her gently.
"Just five more minutes please Luna…" she mumbled, rolling over. 'Luna?' Hiiro thought. 'Oh yeah, the talking cat from the 20th century.'
"Usagi wake up!" he urged her again, trying to pull her out of bed. He managed to get her into a sitting position as the others watched, amused. As soon as he let go of her arms she fell back onto the bed again. Hiiro sighed.
"I really didn't want to have to do this." He said, almost an apology to the sleeping girl. He leaned down and tickled her. Instantly she began to laugh and giggle, and started to roll about her bed begging Hiiro to stop. When he was sure she was completely awake he stopped.
"Now Usagi you have 15 minutes to get ready to leave." Hiiro said.
"Huh? It's 5:30 in the morning! Are you insane? It's a school day." She said.
"Like you ever cared about that before?" Wufei asked. She looked at him.
"Wufei that was a long time ago. That wasn't the real me. Now where are we going?" she asked.
"You'll see." Hiiro said. Usagi nodded and went to change.
She yawned as she emerged ten minutes later. She wore a pair of tight, low cut jeans, and a black spaghetti strap top.
"I'm ready." She said as she pulled on her dark blue tennis shoes.
"Good, let's go." Wufei said. They went to the parking lot of the complex and Quatre led them to a Corvette convertible.
"Yeah right Quatre we barely all fit in that how are we supposed to with her?!" Duo exclaimed.
"Don't worry." Hiiro said. Quatre climbed into the driver's seat, and Trowa sat in the passenger seat. Wufei sat right behind Trowa, and Duo in the middle at the back. Hiiro climbed in behind Quatre and the Usagi sat on his lap gently. Quatre looked at them in the rearview mirror.
"This is so not legal." He remarked as they pulled out.
"So Hiiro we're driving there?" Usagi asked.
"No we're going in the Gundams. We're just driving to the hangar." Hiiro explained.
"Oh."
As they climbed out of the car Usagi looked around. They were in a forest and surrounded by trees but she couldn't see anything else. She began to open her mouth to ask them where the Gundams were when she saw Wufei walk over to a certain tree and grasp something blocked by the shadows. A door opened in the ground and they entered. Down and down they went on the stairs until they emerged in a huge underground room. The five Gundams lay on their backs in fighting mode, large and black against the darkness.
Quatre disappeared for a moment, and the lights came on as he came back.
"Whoah. These are the Gundams?" Usagi asked, mouth hanging open like a fish's. They nodded.
"We're going to be late if we don't leave soon." Trowa remarked. The other four nodded and walked to their respective Gundams, leaping onto them and entering their cockpits. Hiiro walked up the arm of Wing Zero, then jumped on the top of it. He reached down to help Usagi up but she flipped up on her own. Hiding his surprise, Hiiro led her over to the cockpit.
"It was only made for one person. You'll have to sit on my lap." He said, reverting back to his familiar monotone.
"Hai." Usagi said, nodding. He sat down and she eased herself onto his lap, twisting and turning a bit before finding a comfortable spot. She leaned her head against Hiiro's shoulder as he stood the Gundam up and they exited the area, flying fast out of the atmosphere.
"What about these other things I'm blocking?" Usagi asked.
"Those are only for fighting. We shouldn't encounter any of that on the way." Hiiro said, only glancing briefly at what she had been looking at.
Somewhere along the way Usagi fell asleep. It took them only twenty or so minutes to reach the place where the lab was located. With expert eyes Hiiro guided his Gundam into the even larger hanger of the lab. The others were waiting for them as Hiiro carried Usagi out of the cockpit.
"The baka onna fell asleep again?" Wufei demanded. Hiiro nodded. Wufei shook his head, and then moved to wake her. After two minutes of a frusterating fight, Usagi was once again awake. They guided her through a door to their left, and they came into another large room. It had computers lining the walls around the full perimeter, and several lab tables. In the middle of the room was a large oak table. Sitting at this table were five strange looking men in lab coats.
"Good morning." Dr. J. greeted. "I trust you have followed our instructions, Hiiro?" Hiiro nodded, and stepped to the side, bringing into view Usagi, who was looking around the room with intrest.
"Hii-chan, who are these people?" She asked, looking at Hiiro, the scientests and then back at Hiiro.
"These are our trainers, and the creaters of the Gundams." Hiiro explained simply in his monotone.
"It's nice to meet you, Usagi." Dr. J said, recovering from his inward shock. 'They are completely identical. Of course, Dr. M said they would be but this is incredible. And her eyes, so unlike the other. She's done something to Hiiro. He's no longer my perfect soldier. Close, but different. I just hope Dr. M's informant is correct on the information she gave us. But then again, her being who she is, who are we to doubt her?' he thought. (AN: I think that's about enough foreshadowing for one chapter. Are you beginning to get the plot yet? Good, I thought so.)
"This is Dr. G, H, O, S, and Dr. M will be arriving shortly. He is finishing some… training projects of his."
"Dr. M?" Quatre questioned. "Who's he?"
"The sixth and final doctor. He joined us just before Hiiro's training began. He's a bit different from the rest of us."
The door on the opposite side of the room opened and a man stepped in. He looked to be about 45, with jet black hair that had a greenish tint to it. He wore a white lab coat, but under that he wore a pair of gray slacks and black shirt. He held a clipboard and seemed very interested in what was on it. He glanced up for just a moment at them, and dropped his papers.
"Holy…" he began to exclaim, looking at Usagi. She knelt to help him pick up the papers that had fallen off his clipboard. She just barely glanced at them as she picked them up and stacked them together, but being capable of speed reading, she caught these few lines:
White female
And
Age: unknown
And
Trained assassin. Perfect Soldier.
And then
Missions: None as of yet.
And then the last line she saw before Dr. M whisked the papers out of her hand
Not afraid of death.
As they sat down around the table, Dr. J gave each of them a folder.
"This is information about the new threat. I trust you will be ready to battle these new suits. The Topaz is a very new, very dangerous mobile doll. Remotely controlled yes, but it is still very dangerous. They haven't started to use these yet, but they will soon." Dr. O explained.
"So why did you bring us here?" Wufei asked.
"To talk." Dr. M intoned quickly.
"About what?" Duo asked.
"About you're decision to tell this girl one of the most heavily guarded of our secrets!" Dr J exploded.
"She can be trusted!" Hiiro yelled back over the table, standing and leaning on the desk by his palms.
"Shirlaok faorn lsien sfire dafks. Maign dare, oiah kjein daisi." Dr. J replied calmly in a language Usagi only semi-reconized. The others couldn't understand it at all.
"Awiasn. Asienf, isdj laksn dkisen. Haine andle pliod reagn quiont." Hiiro said, in his monotone again.
"Hai." Dr J said, looking down at Usagi.
"What are you two talking about?" Duo asked slowly.
"Nothing, nevermind." Hiiro said before Dr J could answer.
"I think it's time you six left." Dr J said in a calm, level voice, though Usagi could tell he was shaking with fury. Whatever Hiiro had said to him had affected him greatly.
"Hai. I think that would be best. Contact us about any new missions." Hiiro said, shooting a death glare at Dr J.
"We'll do that." Quatre told them as the others left through the same door as they entered.
"I can't believe him." Hiiro muttered as Usagi climbed back onto his lap.
"I could only understand a little of what you were saying in there." Usagi said. "What were you two talking about?" she asked.
"You don't want to know." Hiiro said, turning his head away from her so she wouldn't she the flame in his eyes. She could feel the anger emitting from his body, though.
The five Gundams were traveling close together, and were only five or so minutes into the journey when Usagi heard a beeping noise and saw a window pop up on the screen. Hiiro scanned over it quickly, and turned on the communication unit.
"Mission: Accepted." Hiiro said in his monotone. Usagi looked at him as she heard similar phrases from the other pilots.
"Hiiro, you're not going to- fight, are you?" She asked.
"Hai."
"Iie!"
"Why?" Hiiro asked, not realizing the comm unit was still on, and that the others could here everything. "You fought for years, what do you have against it?"
"Everything!!" she yelled, tears welling in her eyes. "I hated it! And I won't watch you fight either!" she said, crawling off his lap and squeezing into a small space where she could still see what was happening but she could turn away if she wanted. Hiiro sighed silently and watched as a fleet of Mobile dolls came into view against the empty darkness of space. He put on his helmet, and felt the surge of energy he always felt as his Zero System went online.
Usagi curled into a small ball in her corner, watching through cracks in her fingers as Hiiro shot and blasted the Dolls out of exsistence. Tears coursed down her face as she heard the dying screams of their pilots.
As the last Doll was obliverated, Usagi turned away. Hiiro guided the Gundam back to the original base, and took off his helmet.
He looked around for Usagi, and saw a nook that he hadn't noticed before.
"Usagi… I'm sorry. I have to fight. I don't know how to do anything else." He tried to apologize. Usagi turned back around and climbed out, standing on the ledge created by the cockpit door falling flat for it's pilot's exit.
"I guess you don't know how to love anyone either." Usagi said, jumping off the ledge and grabbing the exit rope. Hiiro made no attempt to stop her.
"She's right." He whispered to himself. "She's right. It was my own mission." He pulled a gun out of holding place in the cockpit.
"Mission… Failed." Hiiro said, and put the gun to his head, pressing his finger on the trigger.
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Hello again all! As you can see, one pairing has gotten a little ahead of all the others-- Or has it?