Codename: Kamikaze
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the story. (Sigh) Why must these disclaimers dash my fragile hopes and dreams? Sob!!
Okay. I looked over the reviews and I am baffled!! So many ideas for who gets to be with Ruka. I've eliminated Wufei and Quatra but I still don't know who to pair her with. Please! Command me and I will write her with whoever gets the most requests!! I'd like to thank Jacquelin Benito and Fate's Child for reviewing chapter 2. Oh, this chapter might seem like Wufei will get Ruka, but he just has a tiny crush on the wind senshi. Couldn't avoid it, I do as my pen wills me to. On with the story!
Haruka tried to cling to her dream world, but she could feel her body's mounting tension and eagerness to wake. 'I must have overslept,' she thought as she allowed her eyes to open and observe the light filtering through the glass doors of the balcony. She looked up at the clock in the corner. 7:20. Haruka was never a morning person, but she had become a custom to wakening early for school. Even after graduation, she would rise early, mainly because soon after high school, she left for training with Dr. J.
She pushed the thought of her former sensei out of her mind when the sound of thumping caught her attention. Haruka gingerly walked to the tall glass doors of the balcony and stepped outside. The blonde peered down and spotted 05 beating the crap out of an old oak tree with his katana. She looked on with amusement, admiring his every fluid motion. She decided to draw his attention; "I don't think that tree ever did anything to harm you, otoko." The youth spun around in surprise and looked for the location of the speaker. "Up here, otoko." His eyes narrowed and he blushed slightly as he noticed the mocking blonde on the balcony.
"My name is Wufei, onna." "Well, my name is Kamikaze, otoko," she answered coolly. "No it isn't, that's a codename," he replied, satisfied he could point out her lie. Haruka was a bit taken aback but tried her best to cover, "Yep, I guess you're right." She turned and entered her room.
The Asian scholar slapped himself, 'Baka! You shouldn't have said that.' He knew why he was so defensive. His thoughts had been on the cool female since he locked eyes with her in the aircraft carrier. Even the dragon's dreams had been filled with her blue eyes, short, blonde hair, and her challenging grin. Not that he was complaining. There was actually only one dream that troubled him. It involved a drive by the coast with an aqua haired goddess and his divine wind.
'Baka! Stop that! She isn't your anything!! She's just an onna!!' He attacked the oak again with vengeance and let his mind drift to the dreams he and the blonde had starred in privately.
Haruka decided to ignore Wufei's arrogance and take a shower. As she stepped out all refreshed, she caught her reflection in the mirror. She wished she were a man. Things would be different. She could have kept Michi and provided for Suna and Firefly. She knew that if she were a man, she wouldn't be a senshi. Haruka was trying to decide if that was a bad thing when a chill came over her and she dressed in the clothes Dr. J bought.
Haruka decided on a black tank top that became sheer under her bosom, black pin-stripe pants, and black boots with an elevated heel. She had taken to black after her senshi's death. "I'm not depressed, I just like the color," was always her response to Dr. J's comments to her wardrobe. Michi liked the color on her; she said it contrasted his pale skin. "There I go again," she sighed. Haruka knew if she kept spacing out, the pilots would know something was amiss. She knew Trowa was already on to her, that was enough.
Haruka exited her room and started down the hall, when she realized she had no idea where she was. The smell of breakfast wafted to her and she was suddenly very aware that she hadn't eaten in two days. She followed the scent to a staircase and then through a labyrinth of hallways until she finally came to the kitchen
She noticed Quatra slaving over a hot stove and Trowa silently watching. She cleared her throat to gain their attention. "Oh, Kamikaze-san. Did you sleep well? How'd you find your way through the mansion?" She smiled at Quatra's kindness, "I guess I have a good sense of direction, and yes, I slept fine after the 2 a.m. wakeup call that is." Quatra flashed an apologetic grin, "Kamikaze-san." "No need for that, Quat. Just Kamikaze is fine and I know you weren't behind it. Haruka shifted her gaze as Quatra, satisfied she forgave him, had returned to the stove. She met eyes with the silent one and took a seat next to him.
"Ohayoo gozaimasu, Trowa." "…" Unsatisfied by this, Haruka pressed on, "Oh, so was last night a one time thing?" "What?" he asked a little curious by what she meant. "I mean, are you not planning to talk from now on?" she smirked, pleased that she got at least one word from the quite clown. Instead of answering, Trowa calmly stirred his coffee. Haruka let a growl escape her and stood up from the table, "fine, I'll go find someone more talkative." As she stalked of to find Duo, or at least Wufei, she heard 03 chuckle and reply, "Have fun, Kaze-chan." Haruka softened when she heard the term of affection used by duo uttered from Trowa. She was tempted to go back and respond but dismissed the thought when she saw 05 meditating under the same tree he had been mutilating twenty minutes prior.
The sky king walked up to the dragon and sat in front of him, studying her breaths and small motions. Wufei felt her presence; her soft sighs, intense observation, her fresh scent. He felt her gaze leave him and, curious as to why, he opened his eyes. He saw the rookie before him, still as a sculpture, meditating intently. "Is there a problem, otoko?" It shocked him that someone so obviously lost in her own thoughts could still be keen to the outside world.
The blonde stood up and dusted herself off. "Why are you out here, onna?" he inquired. She was looking around at the vast yard, "Couldn't find Duo and Trowa isn't much for conversation." Haruka held her hand out to the Asian pilot. "What's that for?" Wufei asked suspiciously. Haruka rolled her eyes at the scholar's denseness, "My hand, you mean? A help up, otoko." He arched her eyebrow, but gingerly gave his hand to the standing woman. He was surprised that despite the gentleness of her hands, her grip and pull where sure and strong. She could sense Wufei's reluctances to release her grip so Haruka shook his hand, "Domo arigato, Wufei-san for the help you provided yesterday." He took her hint and released her hand after the handshake.
"Isn't that sweet." The pair looked up into the branches above them. The braided youth jumped down and threw his arm around the tall blonde, "You wouldn't be trying to make a move on my lady here, would ya Wu-man." "Shut up, Maxwell," was all the pilot could say as he felt his face turn an unhealthy shade of red. Haruka couldn't help but laugh at the pair's antics, but the look on Wufei's face quickly silenced her. Wufei was an unexpected easy target, but she didn't want to use his feelings against him. "Duo, leave otoko alone." "Aw! Why, babe?" "Because I said so, braided baka," she turned to leave. "Geez, Wu-man you're turning her against me." "Don't call me Wu-man!" "Come on you two. Quat made breakfast for us, afterwards we can start training.
Haruka rubbed his shoulders with one hand as she balanced a cup of Hibiscus tea with the other. The first day's training had been more than she expected. To begin with, Wufei was a much more challenging opponent than the braided youth she had fought before. The divine wind was only able to best the young man 7 out of 12 times. He was talented; she gave him that. The cold 01 was especially hard on the rookie, as she expected. Haruka knew she wasn't a dead shot, but Heero's annoyance when she missed a target soon got to her. She'd show him tomorrow. She could hack into any program given, thanks to Setsuna and Ami-chan. She'd be sure to impress the pilot Wing-Zero.
Duo, she found, was as goofy when he was serious as he was normally. He insisted that every well-rounded pilot should know how to build a pipe bomb, something Haruka was less than great at. She and the Arabian pilot covered the basics of a Mobil suit. He was quit surprised when she easily commissioned the Leo he had been battling in. This left the blonde young man with the suspicion the rookie had piloted under Dr. J. The only part of the training she truly enjoyed was the artillery brief Trowa gave. It was the most she had heard him talk. Haruka was amazed that someone with such a serene voice would talk so little.
"Yawn! Well, I'm beat. Come on, babe, let's hit the sack." Haruka ignored the American's advances and focused on the silent Heero, who had chosen the seat next to her. How do you think my first day went?" "Hnn." "Does that mean good or bad?" "Hnn" "ignore the perfect soldier, babe. You did good. Meaning you didn't kill yourself or any of us." She rolled her eyes, "How flattering."
With this the other three pilots walked into the room. Haruka's eye's met the concerned, blue orbs of the Winner heir. "Kaze-chan, maybe you should retire to your room, you look tired. Haruka grinned at his worry, "I'm fine Quat." She looked down at her cup, "You know Quat, you remind me of my Koneko." "You have a kitten, Kaze-chan?" inquired the braided youth. "What? Oh, no. Koneko's a pet name for a very dear friend of mine. You are as considerate and innocent as she is." Quatra's face paled at this remark, "I'm not as innocent as you'd think." "Haruka frowned at this, "That's something Koneko would say. I know better. You are a pure soul, Quat." The room was deadly quite from Haruka's comment. The pilot's all knew that none of them were pure, not even sweet Quatra. It would have remained that way if not for Haruka, "Well," she stated as she finished her tea, "I think I'll show myself to my room now. Oyasumi nasai, minna-san." As she reached the door, Shinigami stopped her with a question, "Hey babe, if Q-man's a pure soul, than what am I?" A flash of mischief flashed in her eyes, "I'd be impolite to say what you are, Duo-chan." "Hey!" he said as the woman left.
Well that's it. Tell me how I'm doing and vote on pairing. Thanks to those who have reviewed! Ja~ne!