A/N: Ok Here's the second chapter. I'm glad I atleast got one review!!! MAN! I'M SO DAMN HAPPY! LOL Ok now I sound like a moron that has no friends.
Ok,well I hope you like the second chapter cause thats were the action kicks in! Have fun! ;)
Chapter 2
~*~A New Life,Same Person~*~
Today was the day. I stood in line holding my ticket to Earth. I was brought to the loading colony where spacecrafts bring people from other colonies
to Earth and back. I wore casual clothing. At least I think it was casual. It's been awhile since I've been out in public. Give me some slack here, I've
been on a colony for 3 years training my life away for one reason in life. I'm not about to throw all that away. I walked up to the front counter and
flashed my ticket. The woman at the front desk looked almost snobby. Her eyes didn't even lay upon my face once, but when she stamped my ticket for
approval she gave me a upper class snitchy kind of look, 'There you go miss. Have a safe trip' I nodded and forced a smile.
I think in training we were even trained how to portray certain emotions. Well I sure hope she knew what I was feeling about her even though I showed
her my mask of 'Oh thanks.Your real nice' I walked away holding nothing in my hands except the ticket of approval and a small briefcase that held my
mission in its folder. I looked at the ticket and saw in big bold numbers, 'Flight 62...lovely' I walked over to the waiting area where there were seats
after seats. I plastered on my expressionless look and walked over "CASUALLY" to one of them. I sat down waiting for my flight to be called and clasped
my hands together trying to look as "Not Suspicious" as I can. If I screwed up this mission, then I was done for.
I sat there patiently for what seemed like almost 2 hours. I just sat there staring at my ticket, thinking about how I was going to bring this gundam
pilot back to I.C.O.N Maybe an old fashion club and knock him over the head kind of thing would work. Then again, I had to bring the pilot back alive
to the colony, undamaged. I hadn't realised that the thought of the gundam pilot being alive really angered me. I had crinkled my ticket in my hand
unknowingly as I gritted my teeth. I then realised what I was doing and relaxed myself. Feeling a little cramped, I stood up and stretched myself out.
Just my luck a gust of wind had to stop by and make the first trouble in my day.
My ticket flew out from my hand and started crawling on the floor, escaping me. I looked on in shock and chased it idiotically, not even bothering to
say my pardons as I pushed people aside to grasp my ticket. I couldn't afford to lose it. No seriously I really couldn't afford to loose it. The
commanding officers paid alot of money just to get it for me. "Ah come back here" I whispered angrilly as I was forced to go down on my hands and knees
to crawl stupidly after the damn piece of paper. It kept blowing away from me as people's feet brushed by it. Aswell, people looked at me as I crawled
on the floor trying to catch it.
It felt like a small mission in a way. Keense versus Ticket. Who's gonna win? Me of course! How could you ever doubt me! Actually, when I thought I was
going to lose the damn thing, a lending foot helped me out. I stared at the black shoe that stomped on my ticket, stopping it from its teasing game of
cat and mouse. I looked up from all fours and saw a boy. Probably about my age. Actually I think it was a boy. He had long brown hair tied back in a
braid. He wore a red turtle neck under a leather jacket. His pants and boots seemed to be leather aswell. Our eyes met and I realised that his were a
colbalt blue. They were better looking than my ugly blue ones. The boy bent down and grabbed the ticket from under his shoe. He then looked at me as
I looked at the ticket curiously, eyeing it curiously from his hand. " I'm guessing this is yours?" he said kindly with a suave smile. I cocked an
eyebrow in wonder.
He then stood up and reached out a helping hand this time. Without hesitation I accepted it and he proceded in helping me up to my feet. I stood up and
brushed myself off from the filth I had managed to catch while sweeping the whole floor with my clothes. " Hm. United States, Earth" he said looking
at MY ticket. The nerve of this stranger! Looking at my stuff! I rudely snatched it from his hand and glared at him. Not those comedy type glares but a
serious glare. One that I'd hope he would interpret it as me telling him that he was a jerk for looking at my personal stuff. I turned around and
started walking away without thanking him or anything. I knew that when he hadn't followed me, he took me as a snobby kind of person. Good, that way I
wouldn't have to deal with a moron and shoot him. I, you could almost say, strutted over angrily to my seat and sat down with relief. I looked over and
saw that no one had touched my briefcase. Thank God. Soon my flight was announced and I hurriedly yet calmly stood up from my seat once again. I
grabbed my briefcase and started walking over to the boarding line.
I was then forced to go through a security detecting system to see if I was carrying anything harmfull with me. Good thing I had no weapons on me at
the moment. I walked through and proceded to walk down the rampway that leaded to my flight. Everything was air locked. If one hole was located then
we'd all be sucked out as if it were a giant vacuum. As I neared the entrance of my flight a pretty flight attendant asked to see my ticket. I flashed
it infront of her and she nodded accepting it and telling me to go right on ahead. She seemed much more kinder than the other woman at the front counter
back in the waiting area. I walked into the spacecraft and was amazed at how clean and bright it was. I don't really remember being brought into space.
I've lived in the colonies most of my life and it's almost been 12 years since I've left Earth.
I sat down in a seat around the middle of the spacecraft. As I sat there, I placed my small briefcase at my side and sat down quietly until everything
was settled. I decided to think how I was going to lead the gundam pilot back to the assassination colony. I had a few things to take into account
though. For one, I hadn't the slightest clue what any of them looked like, and I didn't even know if one would even be living in America. Suddenly my
thoughts were interupted by a stranger,' Excuse me but may I sit here?' Not paying attention to who it was since I was deep in thought I replied yes.
I hadn't even looked at the person yet because I was to busy thinking about how I was going to find a gundam pilot. Soon the person next to me became
firmilliar, ' You know you could at least say thank you' I looked over and noticed that it was that same guy again. The one with the long braid. I
growled at him and looked away.
" What's your deal anyway? I helped you and the least you can do is thank me!" he said in a semi angry tone. This stranger was really getting on my
nerves. I didn't even know the guy and here he was talking to me as if he knew me! As I tried to ignore him, he kept persisting that I give him my
thanks,' Well? Am I going to hear it or not?' I whipped my head around and looked at the pest. " And what difference does it make if I said thanks?
Will it prove to you that I'm easy and then you'll end up asking me out to dinner then expect something bigger right? " I said angrily. This guy was
really pissing me off. All guys were like that. First they try making conversation with you then they try and get your number so they could sleep with
you after. Well I was not about to fall for that.
The boy looked at me as if I were on drugs. He then looked at me with a sarcastic look,' Ya then I was gonna bash you over the head, dig a hole
somewhere on the Earth then burry you and try to get away with murder ' I sat there looking somewhat confussed. Did he just say all that? Did he just
want a thanks? was that just it! Was he actually not being a real guy? I then looked away feeling somewhat embarassed, ' I'm sorry if you want your
thanks...well then,I thank you for doing what you did' I looked up and forced a smile even though I didn't feel happy at all. The boy winked at me then
reached out his hand. I shook it then he told me his name, ' Just in case, my name is Duo Maxwell ' I nodded and then looked back to what was infront of
me. As I sat there quietly, the boy named Duo seemed as if he wanted something in return. I looked over to him and he seemed curious. Wondering if
something was wrong with me. " What?" I said curiously.
He then closed his eyes not wanting to look at me, ' Usually people exchange names...I give you mine, you give me yours' I sat there looking as if I
hadn't heard him. I wanted him to leave me alone. I didn't even know who this guy was but I wanted nothing to do with him. He seemed so persistant.
I decided to give him my name under one condition,' If I give you my name can you promise me something?' The boy looked at me and seemed to have no
problem at all,' Sure...what is it?' I then smiled." My name is Amina Hino...now...can you please sit somewhere else? I'm kind not comfortable with
you here beside me " I said as polite as possible. The boy looked at me and seemed as if he understood how I felt. He then smiled,' Sure. I'm sorry if
I did anything wrong' I then tried to make up a reasonable excuse, ' Um no. I just don't feel really comfortable around strangers...thats all. I'm
real sorry'The boy nodded and searched for another seat to sit in. Soon after he moved, the spacecraft started aswell.
" Passengers are advised to stay seated while spacecraft first starts out. We hope you enjoy our service and we look forward to having you as a
customer once again. Have a nice trip" said the flight attendant in a clutzy kind of voice. Soon the spacecraft started going off in a shaking kind of
action. It was only for a short while though. Soon the shaking subsided and we began to float in outer space back to Earth where I was born. " ^sigh^
Man. I sure hope I have enough time to catch this bastard. It could take days, maybe even weeks. I need to think of a way to lure a gundam pilot. But
how?what can I do to lead one to me?" I said to myself quietly making sure no one heard me. I needed some info as soon as possible. But I needed to
get the info without anyone thinking that I seemed suspicious. I needed to speak with someone who's been to Earth longer than me and who knew America
well. Since I was new to the americans I needed some help.
" Hm...what if I were to ask that guy if he knew anything..." I asked myself curiously. I turned around on my seat and looked over the others to see if
he was anywhere near mine. Sure enough he was just 6 seats away from me and no one was sitting beside him. As I looked at him, he seemed to be thinking
hard about something. His face was full of thought and concentration as he looked out at space from the window. Well whatever he was doing I was going
to rudely disturb it just like he did to me. I turned back around in my seat then picked up my briefcase. I looked over to see if there was anyone
looking at me. Nope, everyone seemed to be either talking on a cell phone, sleeping, eating, or reading. I took the chance and got up from my seat and
started CaSuAlLy walking down the small pathway to the sixth seat. The boy hadn't seem to notice me walking down toward him. It seemed as if space had
him in a deep trance.
I then, tried to scare him, by sitting down noticably and loudly. I sat there waiting to be discovered by him. I waited patiently. Then unexpectedly he
spoke,' Couldn't stand to be away from me huh?' I then elbowed him in the side. This made him squirm and look at me funny. I sat there with my back
straight and looking ahead of me. " You really couldn't stand to be away from me and we barely met" he said surprisingly. I looked over at him not
impressed with his attemptive humor, ' Don't be stupid. I came here to ask you a few things...' The boy smiled as he lied back in his chair. He then
placed his hands behind his head and smiled, ' Only on one condition...' I placed my head in my hand and growled, ' What is it...' the boy looked at me
again with that look. The one where he felt as if I was on drugs or thought as if I have problems.
" Sheesh, no need to get all moody about it. I just wanted you to light up. A pretty face like yours shouldn't be wearing that grumpy face " he said
smartly. I looked up at him with yet another dosage of my glare. He then looked at me as if he was emune to it. He then closed his eyes. I felt kind
of taken back a bit. " Your glare looks kinda like the one my buddy use to give me. So don't think it'll work on me" he said seriously. I sighed and
sat back up properly, ' Listen. I just want to know some things. Tell me, do you know Earth pretty well?' " Ya. I've been back and forth so many times.
Both Earth and space are my homes" he said seriously once again. He seemed as if something was bugging him. As if there was something he was missing
in his life. I then asked him another question before I got lost in my empath emotions,' Um. Do you know america pretty well' The boy looked at me
and smiled, ' Do I? Heh, I come from america...'
Bullseye! This is where I could get my info. I was already registered into a school so I just needed the name of it. Then maybe I could ask him where
it's located. But I couldn't remember the name but it was written down on my mission's file. I decided not to ask him. I didn't want to risk anything
and take any chances. I then decided to change the whole topic to something else, ' Your right' The boy looked at me with question. I spoke again,' I
should lighten up. I'm going back to Earth and it's been a long while since I've been there. The colonies are a boring place to be. But thank god for
the gundams and their pilots. If it weren't for them we'd all be doomed' I felt like choking myself. Saying those words were like shoving a bottle of
hot sauce down my throat. But I knew I had to say something that mentioned the gundams. He was american and maybe he knew something about them.
" Hm. Ya the gundams..." was all he said. I waited to see if he would say anything more but he didn't. He just sat there resting his head on his arms
that sat behind his head. He stared at the ceiling looking dazed out of his mind. I felt as if I wasn't going to get much out of this guy. I then said
something to spice up the conversation. I hope it didn't make me seem to suspicious, ' I hated them...I hated all of them' The boy seemed perked by my
words. It seems as if he was one of the many that stood on the side of the gundams until I heard his words,' Ya well, the gundams weren't all that
perfect. Even I had my doubts about them. But then again the colonies hadn't known that what they were doing was fighting for them. But they were
blinded because OZ turned them against the gundams ' I thought about what he said. It didn't make any difference to me. They were gundams and one of
them killed my best friend. I was going to hunt that gundam pilot down and then kill him, after I.C.O.N was finished with him that is.
" I see. But even though the gundams helped the colonies, I still hate them. If I ever see a gundam Pilot, I'd...err...I'd wish I could strangle the
little bastard " I said realising a little to late what I had said so I laughed at the end making it seem as if I was just joking. " You really didn't
like them did you? " he asked me curiously. I looked away. I couldn't tell him of my best friend and how she died. That sort of thing was much to
personal for him to know. " No I don't. I just don't like them thats all..." I said trying to cover myself up from being suspicious. He then smiled at
me. He seemed glad about something. " I knew it" he said. I looked at him curiously,' Knew what?' He then winked at me as if I were someone he knew for
a long time. " I knew there was a pretty smile under that grumpy mask " he said. I placed on a fake smile and shook my head. I decided not to go back
to my original seat. I stayed there talking with him.
Being with a stranger didn't seem to bad. You learn new things you hadn't known before. Besides, it made the time go by faster as the spacecraft made
its way to Earth slowly through space.
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I walked down the streets of america not really knowing which state I was in. I had a piece of paper in my hand, on it was the adress of the place
where I had to stay for the time being. I kept looking at the paper then at the buildings. It was a huge city. Very big. I think the city I was in was
New York. Where the statue of Liberty stood proud. I knew it was important but I didn't know why. I always thought americans were weird. They kind of
frightened me aswell. I've heard things about kids getting kidnapped and woman being raped and killed. Sure it happened in other places but I heard
this place was the worst for things like that to happen. I continued walking down the crowd filled streets. People looked different. More weirder.
More outgoing. While I seemed stiffed and nervous. I tried to blend in but I guess I was trying to hard. I looked at my paper again and finally found
the building where my appartment was to be.
Happily I walked in. It seemed pretty fancy. The whole first floor seemed to be tinted with a yellow/orange light making it look as if it were
from a dream. I walked up to the front desk and waited to be served. A man stood there serving other people who were there before me. I waited
patiently even though usually my patience was very thin. Finally when my turn came up I spoke,' Hi. I'm a transfer student from Japan. Um, I'd
like to confirm if my appartment has been checked out under my name ' The man at the front smiled and turned to his computer. His fingers dangeled over
the keyboard, waiting for me to say something after he requested it, ' Your name miss...' " Hino, Amina...but for you americans...my first name is
Amina last name Hino" I said. I remembered that the americas used their first name first and their last name last.
He typed madly on his computer. I thought this was going to take at least a few minutes but it actually only took seconds. " Ah. You are indeed a
transfer student. Your things are in your room. Just let me get your key" he said walking over to a small locked cupboard. I sighed and turned around
looking at the huge quantity of people flowing in and out of the building. It seemed very busy. Suddenly the man at the front desk tapped my shoulder.
I turned around and saw a key dangling infront of my face. I smiled and took it gently and thankfully in my hands." Would you like me to show you to
your room" he offered politely. I decided that it would be for the best,' That would be so great! Would you please?' I felt kind of stupid acting like
that but I did anything to hide away my serious assassin like nature. The man nodded and smiled as he went around the front desk and stood infront of
me,' Of course miss! My pleasure'
I started following him while looking at the beautiful paintings on the wall. The paintings seemed like Leonardo Divinchi's work. I've always been
fascinated by that kind of art. We soon entered a golden elevator. I stood there silently while me and him, amazingly, seemed to be the only ones in at
the current moment. " Your room is at the highest floor. There you can see everything including the World Trade Centre and the Pentegon " he said
happily. I heard those names before. The World Trade Centre was where stocks and trading with other countries were dealt with. Probably some of my own
people worked there aswell. I hoped. A few long minutes passed and finally we reached the top of the building. The golden doors opened and the man
began walking down the red carpeted hall. I followed him in silent amazment. There were at least 12 rooms on each side. " Are the rooms big?" I asked
curiously. " Yes. The rooms include a wide space livingroom,bathroom,jacuzzi, kitchen and 2 other sleeping rooms" he said as he stopped at the last
door on the right. I then handed him the key and he politely opened the door like a gentleman. I walked in amazed at how big the room was. The
livingroom was attatched to the kitchen though there was one step separating it slightly.
At the end of the livingroom were two other doors, possibly the two other sleeping rooms he talked about. Straight ahead was the bathroom bound to hold
the jacuzzi. I turned around and smiled at the man. I bowed respectfully,' This room is lovely. Thank you' I then remembered that it was polite to give
people like him a tip. I reached into my pocket and gave him an american 5. The man smiled back at me and handed back my key, then closed the door
behind him gently. I continued to scan the room with my eyes. It looked smaller on the outside but bigger in the inside. As I amazingly looked at the
room, My attention was then captured by the balcony. I slowly walked over to the sliding window like doors and pushed them aside. When I did, I felt a
nice breeze enter my lungs. I then stepped out and walked onto the balcony.
It was dangerously high up but magnificently beautiful. I placed my briefcase down and leaned over on the side of the railing. I could see the Trade
Centre and the Pentegon. It was perfect. Breath taking. I just hoped that this arrousing adventure wouldn't have to end soon.
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A/N: AH I like this chapter. I think I did well on it. If you think I did can ya review it pwease???
Ok,well I hope you like the second chapter cause thats were the action kicks in! Have fun! ;)
Chapter 2
~*~A New Life,Same Person~*~
Today was the day. I stood in line holding my ticket to Earth. I was brought to the loading colony where spacecrafts bring people from other colonies
to Earth and back. I wore casual clothing. At least I think it was casual. It's been awhile since I've been out in public. Give me some slack here, I've
been on a colony for 3 years training my life away for one reason in life. I'm not about to throw all that away. I walked up to the front counter and
flashed my ticket. The woman at the front desk looked almost snobby. Her eyes didn't even lay upon my face once, but when she stamped my ticket for
approval she gave me a upper class snitchy kind of look, 'There you go miss. Have a safe trip' I nodded and forced a smile.
I think in training we were even trained how to portray certain emotions. Well I sure hope she knew what I was feeling about her even though I showed
her my mask of 'Oh thanks.Your real nice' I walked away holding nothing in my hands except the ticket of approval and a small briefcase that held my
mission in its folder. I looked at the ticket and saw in big bold numbers, 'Flight 62...lovely' I walked over to the waiting area where there were seats
after seats. I plastered on my expressionless look and walked over "CASUALLY" to one of them. I sat down waiting for my flight to be called and clasped
my hands together trying to look as "Not Suspicious" as I can. If I screwed up this mission, then I was done for.
I sat there patiently for what seemed like almost 2 hours. I just sat there staring at my ticket, thinking about how I was going to bring this gundam
pilot back to I.C.O.N Maybe an old fashion club and knock him over the head kind of thing would work. Then again, I had to bring the pilot back alive
to the colony, undamaged. I hadn't realised that the thought of the gundam pilot being alive really angered me. I had crinkled my ticket in my hand
unknowingly as I gritted my teeth. I then realised what I was doing and relaxed myself. Feeling a little cramped, I stood up and stretched myself out.
Just my luck a gust of wind had to stop by and make the first trouble in my day.
My ticket flew out from my hand and started crawling on the floor, escaping me. I looked on in shock and chased it idiotically, not even bothering to
say my pardons as I pushed people aside to grasp my ticket. I couldn't afford to lose it. No seriously I really couldn't afford to loose it. The
commanding officers paid alot of money just to get it for me. "Ah come back here" I whispered angrilly as I was forced to go down on my hands and knees
to crawl stupidly after the damn piece of paper. It kept blowing away from me as people's feet brushed by it. Aswell, people looked at me as I crawled
on the floor trying to catch it.
It felt like a small mission in a way. Keense versus Ticket. Who's gonna win? Me of course! How could you ever doubt me! Actually, when I thought I was
going to lose the damn thing, a lending foot helped me out. I stared at the black shoe that stomped on my ticket, stopping it from its teasing game of
cat and mouse. I looked up from all fours and saw a boy. Probably about my age. Actually I think it was a boy. He had long brown hair tied back in a
braid. He wore a red turtle neck under a leather jacket. His pants and boots seemed to be leather aswell. Our eyes met and I realised that his were a
colbalt blue. They were better looking than my ugly blue ones. The boy bent down and grabbed the ticket from under his shoe. He then looked at me as
I looked at the ticket curiously, eyeing it curiously from his hand. " I'm guessing this is yours?" he said kindly with a suave smile. I cocked an
eyebrow in wonder.
He then stood up and reached out a helping hand this time. Without hesitation I accepted it and he proceded in helping me up to my feet. I stood up and
brushed myself off from the filth I had managed to catch while sweeping the whole floor with my clothes. " Hm. United States, Earth" he said looking
at MY ticket. The nerve of this stranger! Looking at my stuff! I rudely snatched it from his hand and glared at him. Not those comedy type glares but a
serious glare. One that I'd hope he would interpret it as me telling him that he was a jerk for looking at my personal stuff. I turned around and
started walking away without thanking him or anything. I knew that when he hadn't followed me, he took me as a snobby kind of person. Good, that way I
wouldn't have to deal with a moron and shoot him. I, you could almost say, strutted over angrily to my seat and sat down with relief. I looked over and
saw that no one had touched my briefcase. Thank God. Soon my flight was announced and I hurriedly yet calmly stood up from my seat once again. I
grabbed my briefcase and started walking over to the boarding line.
I was then forced to go through a security detecting system to see if I was carrying anything harmfull with me. Good thing I had no weapons on me at
the moment. I walked through and proceded to walk down the rampway that leaded to my flight. Everything was air locked. If one hole was located then
we'd all be sucked out as if it were a giant vacuum. As I neared the entrance of my flight a pretty flight attendant asked to see my ticket. I flashed
it infront of her and she nodded accepting it and telling me to go right on ahead. She seemed much more kinder than the other woman at the front counter
back in the waiting area. I walked into the spacecraft and was amazed at how clean and bright it was. I don't really remember being brought into space.
I've lived in the colonies most of my life and it's almost been 12 years since I've left Earth.
I sat down in a seat around the middle of the spacecraft. As I sat there, I placed my small briefcase at my side and sat down quietly until everything
was settled. I decided to think how I was going to lead the gundam pilot back to the assassination colony. I had a few things to take into account
though. For one, I hadn't the slightest clue what any of them looked like, and I didn't even know if one would even be living in America. Suddenly my
thoughts were interupted by a stranger,' Excuse me but may I sit here?' Not paying attention to who it was since I was deep in thought I replied yes.
I hadn't even looked at the person yet because I was to busy thinking about how I was going to find a gundam pilot. Soon the person next to me became
firmilliar, ' You know you could at least say thank you' I looked over and noticed that it was that same guy again. The one with the long braid. I
growled at him and looked away.
" What's your deal anyway? I helped you and the least you can do is thank me!" he said in a semi angry tone. This stranger was really getting on my
nerves. I didn't even know the guy and here he was talking to me as if he knew me! As I tried to ignore him, he kept persisting that I give him my
thanks,' Well? Am I going to hear it or not?' I whipped my head around and looked at the pest. " And what difference does it make if I said thanks?
Will it prove to you that I'm easy and then you'll end up asking me out to dinner then expect something bigger right? " I said angrily. This guy was
really pissing me off. All guys were like that. First they try making conversation with you then they try and get your number so they could sleep with
you after. Well I was not about to fall for that.
The boy looked at me as if I were on drugs. He then looked at me with a sarcastic look,' Ya then I was gonna bash you over the head, dig a hole
somewhere on the Earth then burry you and try to get away with murder ' I sat there looking somewhat confussed. Did he just say all that? Did he just
want a thanks? was that just it! Was he actually not being a real guy? I then looked away feeling somewhat embarassed, ' I'm sorry if you want your
thanks...well then,I thank you for doing what you did' I looked up and forced a smile even though I didn't feel happy at all. The boy winked at me then
reached out his hand. I shook it then he told me his name, ' Just in case, my name is Duo Maxwell ' I nodded and then looked back to what was infront of
me. As I sat there quietly, the boy named Duo seemed as if he wanted something in return. I looked over to him and he seemed curious. Wondering if
something was wrong with me. " What?" I said curiously.
He then closed his eyes not wanting to look at me, ' Usually people exchange names...I give you mine, you give me yours' I sat there looking as if I
hadn't heard him. I wanted him to leave me alone. I didn't even know who this guy was but I wanted nothing to do with him. He seemed so persistant.
I decided to give him my name under one condition,' If I give you my name can you promise me something?' The boy looked at me and seemed to have no
problem at all,' Sure...what is it?' I then smiled." My name is Amina Hino...now...can you please sit somewhere else? I'm kind not comfortable with
you here beside me " I said as polite as possible. The boy looked at me and seemed as if he understood how I felt. He then smiled,' Sure. I'm sorry if
I did anything wrong' I then tried to make up a reasonable excuse, ' Um no. I just don't feel really comfortable around strangers...thats all. I'm
real sorry'The boy nodded and searched for another seat to sit in. Soon after he moved, the spacecraft started aswell.
" Passengers are advised to stay seated while spacecraft first starts out. We hope you enjoy our service and we look forward to having you as a
customer once again. Have a nice trip" said the flight attendant in a clutzy kind of voice. Soon the spacecraft started going off in a shaking kind of
action. It was only for a short while though. Soon the shaking subsided and we began to float in outer space back to Earth where I was born. " ^sigh^
Man. I sure hope I have enough time to catch this bastard. It could take days, maybe even weeks. I need to think of a way to lure a gundam pilot. But
how?what can I do to lead one to me?" I said to myself quietly making sure no one heard me. I needed some info as soon as possible. But I needed to
get the info without anyone thinking that I seemed suspicious. I needed to speak with someone who's been to Earth longer than me and who knew America
well. Since I was new to the americans I needed some help.
" Hm...what if I were to ask that guy if he knew anything..." I asked myself curiously. I turned around on my seat and looked over the others to see if
he was anywhere near mine. Sure enough he was just 6 seats away from me and no one was sitting beside him. As I looked at him, he seemed to be thinking
hard about something. His face was full of thought and concentration as he looked out at space from the window. Well whatever he was doing I was going
to rudely disturb it just like he did to me. I turned back around in my seat then picked up my briefcase. I looked over to see if there was anyone
looking at me. Nope, everyone seemed to be either talking on a cell phone, sleeping, eating, or reading. I took the chance and got up from my seat and
started CaSuAlLy walking down the small pathway to the sixth seat. The boy hadn't seem to notice me walking down toward him. It seemed as if space had
him in a deep trance.
I then, tried to scare him, by sitting down noticably and loudly. I sat there waiting to be discovered by him. I waited patiently. Then unexpectedly he
spoke,' Couldn't stand to be away from me huh?' I then elbowed him in the side. This made him squirm and look at me funny. I sat there with my back
straight and looking ahead of me. " You really couldn't stand to be away from me and we barely met" he said surprisingly. I looked over at him not
impressed with his attemptive humor, ' Don't be stupid. I came here to ask you a few things...' The boy smiled as he lied back in his chair. He then
placed his hands behind his head and smiled, ' Only on one condition...' I placed my head in my hand and growled, ' What is it...' the boy looked at me
again with that look. The one where he felt as if I was on drugs or thought as if I have problems.
" Sheesh, no need to get all moody about it. I just wanted you to light up. A pretty face like yours shouldn't be wearing that grumpy face " he said
smartly. I looked up at him with yet another dosage of my glare. He then looked at me as if he was emune to it. He then closed his eyes. I felt kind
of taken back a bit. " Your glare looks kinda like the one my buddy use to give me. So don't think it'll work on me" he said seriously. I sighed and
sat back up properly, ' Listen. I just want to know some things. Tell me, do you know Earth pretty well?' " Ya. I've been back and forth so many times.
Both Earth and space are my homes" he said seriously once again. He seemed as if something was bugging him. As if there was something he was missing
in his life. I then asked him another question before I got lost in my empath emotions,' Um. Do you know america pretty well' The boy looked at me
and smiled, ' Do I? Heh, I come from america...'
Bullseye! This is where I could get my info. I was already registered into a school so I just needed the name of it. Then maybe I could ask him where
it's located. But I couldn't remember the name but it was written down on my mission's file. I decided not to ask him. I didn't want to risk anything
and take any chances. I then decided to change the whole topic to something else, ' Your right' The boy looked at me with question. I spoke again,' I
should lighten up. I'm going back to Earth and it's been a long while since I've been there. The colonies are a boring place to be. But thank god for
the gundams and their pilots. If it weren't for them we'd all be doomed' I felt like choking myself. Saying those words were like shoving a bottle of
hot sauce down my throat. But I knew I had to say something that mentioned the gundams. He was american and maybe he knew something about them.
" Hm. Ya the gundams..." was all he said. I waited to see if he would say anything more but he didn't. He just sat there resting his head on his arms
that sat behind his head. He stared at the ceiling looking dazed out of his mind. I felt as if I wasn't going to get much out of this guy. I then said
something to spice up the conversation. I hope it didn't make me seem to suspicious, ' I hated them...I hated all of them' The boy seemed perked by my
words. It seems as if he was one of the many that stood on the side of the gundams until I heard his words,' Ya well, the gundams weren't all that
perfect. Even I had my doubts about them. But then again the colonies hadn't known that what they were doing was fighting for them. But they were
blinded because OZ turned them against the gundams ' I thought about what he said. It didn't make any difference to me. They were gundams and one of
them killed my best friend. I was going to hunt that gundam pilot down and then kill him, after I.C.O.N was finished with him that is.
" I see. But even though the gundams helped the colonies, I still hate them. If I ever see a gundam Pilot, I'd...err...I'd wish I could strangle the
little bastard " I said realising a little to late what I had said so I laughed at the end making it seem as if I was just joking. " You really didn't
like them did you? " he asked me curiously. I looked away. I couldn't tell him of my best friend and how she died. That sort of thing was much to
personal for him to know. " No I don't. I just don't like them thats all..." I said trying to cover myself up from being suspicious. He then smiled at
me. He seemed glad about something. " I knew it" he said. I looked at him curiously,' Knew what?' He then winked at me as if I were someone he knew for
a long time. " I knew there was a pretty smile under that grumpy mask " he said. I placed on a fake smile and shook my head. I decided not to go back
to my original seat. I stayed there talking with him.
Being with a stranger didn't seem to bad. You learn new things you hadn't known before. Besides, it made the time go by faster as the spacecraft made
its way to Earth slowly through space.
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I walked down the streets of america not really knowing which state I was in. I had a piece of paper in my hand, on it was the adress of the place
where I had to stay for the time being. I kept looking at the paper then at the buildings. It was a huge city. Very big. I think the city I was in was
New York. Where the statue of Liberty stood proud. I knew it was important but I didn't know why. I always thought americans were weird. They kind of
frightened me aswell. I've heard things about kids getting kidnapped and woman being raped and killed. Sure it happened in other places but I heard
this place was the worst for things like that to happen. I continued walking down the crowd filled streets. People looked different. More weirder.
More outgoing. While I seemed stiffed and nervous. I tried to blend in but I guess I was trying to hard. I looked at my paper again and finally found
the building where my appartment was to be.
Happily I walked in. It seemed pretty fancy. The whole first floor seemed to be tinted with a yellow/orange light making it look as if it were
from a dream. I walked up to the front desk and waited to be served. A man stood there serving other people who were there before me. I waited
patiently even though usually my patience was very thin. Finally when my turn came up I spoke,' Hi. I'm a transfer student from Japan. Um, I'd
like to confirm if my appartment has been checked out under my name ' The man at the front smiled and turned to his computer. His fingers dangeled over
the keyboard, waiting for me to say something after he requested it, ' Your name miss...' " Hino, Amina...but for you americans...my first name is
Amina last name Hino" I said. I remembered that the americas used their first name first and their last name last.
He typed madly on his computer. I thought this was going to take at least a few minutes but it actually only took seconds. " Ah. You are indeed a
transfer student. Your things are in your room. Just let me get your key" he said walking over to a small locked cupboard. I sighed and turned around
looking at the huge quantity of people flowing in and out of the building. It seemed very busy. Suddenly the man at the front desk tapped my shoulder.
I turned around and saw a key dangling infront of my face. I smiled and took it gently and thankfully in my hands." Would you like me to show you to
your room" he offered politely. I decided that it would be for the best,' That would be so great! Would you please?' I felt kind of stupid acting like
that but I did anything to hide away my serious assassin like nature. The man nodded and smiled as he went around the front desk and stood infront of
me,' Of course miss! My pleasure'
I started following him while looking at the beautiful paintings on the wall. The paintings seemed like Leonardo Divinchi's work. I've always been
fascinated by that kind of art. We soon entered a golden elevator. I stood there silently while me and him, amazingly, seemed to be the only ones in at
the current moment. " Your room is at the highest floor. There you can see everything including the World Trade Centre and the Pentegon " he said
happily. I heard those names before. The World Trade Centre was where stocks and trading with other countries were dealt with. Probably some of my own
people worked there aswell. I hoped. A few long minutes passed and finally we reached the top of the building. The golden doors opened and the man
began walking down the red carpeted hall. I followed him in silent amazment. There were at least 12 rooms on each side. " Are the rooms big?" I asked
curiously. " Yes. The rooms include a wide space livingroom,bathroom,jacuzzi, kitchen and 2 other sleeping rooms" he said as he stopped at the last
door on the right. I then handed him the key and he politely opened the door like a gentleman. I walked in amazed at how big the room was. The
livingroom was attatched to the kitchen though there was one step separating it slightly.
At the end of the livingroom were two other doors, possibly the two other sleeping rooms he talked about. Straight ahead was the bathroom bound to hold
the jacuzzi. I turned around and smiled at the man. I bowed respectfully,' This room is lovely. Thank you' I then remembered that it was polite to give
people like him a tip. I reached into my pocket and gave him an american 5. The man smiled back at me and handed back my key, then closed the door
behind him gently. I continued to scan the room with my eyes. It looked smaller on the outside but bigger in the inside. As I amazingly looked at the
room, My attention was then captured by the balcony. I slowly walked over to the sliding window like doors and pushed them aside. When I did, I felt a
nice breeze enter my lungs. I then stepped out and walked onto the balcony.
It was dangerously high up but magnificently beautiful. I placed my briefcase down and leaned over on the side of the railing. I could see the Trade
Centre and the Pentegon. It was perfect. Breath taking. I just hoped that this arrousing adventure wouldn't have to end soon.
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A/N: AH I like this chapter. I think I did well on it. If you think I did can ya review it pwease???