Codename: Kamikaze
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Sailor Moon or Gundam Wing…yet.
Gather around children, and I'll tell you what I can about the status of the story. After being confused about the direction it's going in, I thought of an email I got from a reader, Andrew Ludka. Andrew told me he liked that show what each guy could do for Haruka. With this in mind, I wrote this chapter expressing each guy's feelings (towards the end of the chapter. After you read this you might feel different about who should get her. Heero and Trowa are leading the polls. Oh, and don't freak out about the end of this chapter; the story is long from over. Thanks for the reviews and emails from everyone! On to chapter 5.
(Haruka's dream)
"Ruka-chan! Ruka!" Haruka turned towards the voice. "Ko-Koneko?" The blonde senshi looked around her. She was in the Crown game center, with her Koneko. "This has to be a dream. Koneko, is this a dream?" The smaller woman giggled at her baffled friend, "It is Ruka-chan. I'm sorry to surprise you." "What's this about, Koneko?" Usagi's face got very serious; an action that frightened the sky king. "You're close, aren't you, Ruka?" It took a moment for Haruka to process and answer, "Um, yeah. I'm a few kilometers south of Tokyo. Why?" "You have a mission?" "Yes, my first." The cheerful blonde began laughing, a sad kind of laugh that didn't sit well with the senshi of the wind. "What's so funny, Koneko?" the Tsuki no Hime, with a hint of amusement in her voice, answered, "I just think that it is a little ironic that you left because you were tired of battling and then you took refuge in another battle." Haruka didn't like it, but she knew her princess was right. Usagi commanded her attention, "Sailor Uranus, we need you back. A new enemy's after us. We must fight." The divine wind heard the sorrow in the young girl's voice; her Koneko hated fighting. "Please, Sailor Uranus. We need you." Haruka couldn't feel her heart beat in her chest or the breaths she inhaled and exhaled, but she could feel her head nod and her lips respond, "Hai, I just have things to take care of here. I'll visit you tomorrow."
Haruka woke up disgusted in her self. She had to help her princess, but that meant leaving the pilots. Dr. J assured her the mission to destroy the base was standard and that she was ready. So they flew there as quickly as they could, with Haruka dreading every moment. She knew the closer to her princess she got, the more the link between them would reemerge. To late to worry now.
The senshi rose and dressed. She knew she wouldn't be sleeping after that dream. They were to attack the base in an hour or so anyways. The only one found stirring was Quatra. "Kaze-chan? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" "Couldn't," she responded dully. The Arabian continued reading when the blonde woman interrupted, "Quat, remember when I said you were pure?" Quatra looked up uneasily, "H-Hai." "Well, I meant it. And I just wanted to add that innocent people like yourself, like Koneko, you shouldn't have to fight." The shocked 04 was about to respond when Dr. J and the others entered.
"All right! Let's get going, babe!" "It's already time?" "Well, Kamikaze, it's more complex than just bombing the place," Dr. J answered. "I knew you had something up your sleeve, old man! What's the plan?" The scientist smirked at her outburst, "Well, if you must know, you and 01 are to infiltrate the base, find the main computer, and download as much information you can. The rest of the pilots will attack the base and when you complete your mission, you are to help them." 'Is that all?" the blond woman scuffed, "We can handle it."
Haruka ran after Heero down the hall of the base. A blast shook the compound. "Damn it! They've already started attacking!?" "Don't focus on that! Pay attention," 01 shouted at the girl following him. She could her the tension in his voice. They had met little opposition; it was suspicious. "Heero! This way!" The Japanese man turned to see the blonde dash down another hallway. "Kamikaze! That's the wrong way!" he growled as he chased the girl. The hallway was empty. Heero drew his gun and walked slowly down the passage. The sound of frantic typing fell upon his ears. He looked into the first room.
"Kamikaze," he muttered. The blonde turned to the icy soldier. "Come on and help me, Heero." He joined in hacking and grumbled, "You shouldn't have gone off with out me. You could have been captured." Haruka shifted her attention to the soldier beside her. "Is that why you had your gun out?" "What?" he asked, unsure of the relevance. "You were worried about me," she answered coolly. "Hnn," Heero muttered irritated. She stifled a snicker and finished transferring the data. "Ready?" he asked. "Yep, we're done h…" A gun shoot silenced her. Heero grunted and held his shoulder. Before the enemy could shoot again, Haruka whipped out her gun and shot him in the chest. She recovered her weapon in its hiding place and went to the perfect soldier. She poked his wound. "Don't do that!" he hissed. The wind senshi withdrew a handkerchief and bandaged his shoulder. "Let's get out of here, Heero," the blonde grabbed the Japanese man by the hand and dashed down the hall.
When they got to Wing-Zero, the pair helped the others quickly make rubble of the base. As Heero surveyed the destruction, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned and was met with blue eyes examining his wound. 'It went right through. Doesn't seem to be any shards of bone, though." She looked up and was a little surprised he'd been monitoring her. Heero shifted his gaze to the screen in front of him and headed for the safe house. Haruka smiled knowingly at the pilot and rose. Before retiring to her seat, she placed a kiss on the top of his head and whispered, "It's a good thing I'm not as bad a shot as you thought I was." "Hnn," Heero answered back weakly as he fought the blush on his cheeks from showing.
"So, Kaze-chan! How'd it go?" Duo shouted as he groped the blonde female. "Heero was shot," she answered bluntly. She looked over to see the pilot of Wing-Zero being attended to by Quatra. "Dr. J, about how far are we from Tokyo?" "A bit over 10 km, Kamikaze. Why?" he inquired from the blonde. "I have some business to attend to there. I'll be back later tonight." "Onna, it's five in the morning. What do you need to do in Tokyo at this hour?" "Business, otoko. I'll be back later!" Haruka practically shouted. As she walked from the room, she muttered under her breath, "Geez, try to take care of other affairs and you get the 3rd degree."
Dawn was gray with drizzle and mist. In a stupor, Haruka ran towards the beckoning city in the distance. Distance. It was nothing to her. Her princess was waiting. As she entered the city, something stirred in Haruka. Each landmark, everything building brought back the old Haruka. Her body stung, her lungs suffocated, and her tears ran. A young woman in a pink sweater and a black skirt stood in her path. The senshi stopped running and drank in the image. "Konnichiwa, Koneko," she whispered. "Konnichiwa, Haruka," Usagi smiled sweetly.
"Where could that crazy onna be?" Wufei thought aloud. It was nearly 7 p.m. Everyone in the room was so preoccupied in their own thoughts, no one noticed the meaningful look Trowa and Duo shared. They knew where the blonde woman had runoff to and why. Still, they worried.
Quatra refused to serve dinner to the starving pilots, "It would be rude to not wait on Kaze-chan. She said she'd be here." Honestly, he was just to fixated on what Haruka had told him before the battle to do anything. She talked like her words were the only true words ever spoken. She was certain he was innocent. Maybe she was right.
Wufei sat sulking by himself. The damn onna had changed something about him. At first his attraction was a crush that elevated into a passion and then a deep respect for the senshi. He wasn't sure anymore about anything, especially how he felt. He knew whatever happened, he had been changed.
Duo lay sprawled on the floor, drawing caricatures of all the pilots. He started drawing little hearts around the picture of himself and Haruka. He loved her. He felt like he was supposed to be there for her. He thought back to his conversation in the music room with the divine wind. The only person she loved died in front of her. Shinigami decided he'd do all he could to allow Kaze-chan a second chance at love.
Trowa tried desperately to focus on the book in front of him. It was a gift from her. Haruka gave it to him as a thank-you for he lending a compassionate ear. It was about how different people used different religions to overcome obstacles in life. Trowa never was a religious man. Despite that, he couldn't help but ask whatever deity existed and was listening to his pleading to look kindly upon him. He prayed. He wasn't sure to whom, but he prayed. He prayed that he and a certain blond would help each other find happiness.
Heero typed idly at his laptop. How dare she leave the mission. He wasn't done yet.
True, he had taught her all he knew and made her stronger, but he didn't feel finished yet. He was confused. Maybe he didn't want the mission to end. If it ended, she'd leave and he'd get stuck training another rookie. He brushed the top of his head lightly. No. He didn't want her to leave.
The pilots and Dr. J heard the soft padding of footsteps. The door opened reluctantly and Haruka entered their view. She seemed different. Like the weight she left with had been removed and a totally different one took its place. She started to say something, but shrunk back. The pilots weren't really sure what to say. "Um…I…" she began. Dr. J snickered. "Speak clearly. Let them know what's on your mind, Haruka Tenoh." "Haruka Tenoh?" Quatra repeated. "Hai. Tenoh Haruka desu. Gomen nasai, minna-san. I have only come back to say my mission with you is over. I have a different duty now. I must leave."
Dun, Dun, Dun! Don't worry! Like I said, this story is far from over. Let me know what you think. I hope this will help you decide whom she belongs with. This will be the last vote. Thanks to all those reading and for being so patience with my indecision. Ja~Ne!