M I S T
C h a p t e r F i v e - @ H o m e
6:13 am
Friday, March 15th, 1998
Residence of Tsushima Masaki
Tokyo, Keihin Metropolitan Area
As the sun broke through the clouded sky, its bright rays illuminating half the surface
of the world, the clacking of a keyboard could be heard. The midnight blue-haired man
typed endlessly at his computer. 'If I'm going to have a day off, I might as well update
this report.' he thought.
He paused to sip some tea from a mug beside the keyboard. Tsushima's wore a deep
blue T-shirt and some comfortable cords. He exercised his right arm. It still tingled from
Eve's touch. 'That's definitely something I'm leaving out of the report.' mused
Tsushima.
Aya's disposition towards Eve had been cautious at first, and then completely
distrustful. 'I can't really blame her, after what Eve did.'
For some reason, Tsushima wasn't at all weirded out by Eve's ability to heal. But
then again, it wasn't like he found it average either. But then, a thought crossed his mind,
'How the hell did I survive that building toppling over me? Hell, how did she?'
This case was getting more confusing every day. 'Aya had wanted to investigate the
families of the victims as well. I'll have to talk with the director about that.'
An idea came to Tsushima's mind, not what was on his train of thought at the
moment, but it had potential. Tsushima grabbed the wireless phone on the computer
desk. He pressed an auto-dial button. He waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?" came a weary voice through the phone.
"Maeda, this is Masaki."
"Tsushima? How are you? Are your injuries healing up fast?"
"Yes, almost as good as new Kuni, I need you to do me a favour."
"This doesn't involve Aya does it?" Maeda asked, his voice sounded shaky.
"Uh... not directly. I'm off today so maybe tomorrow you could help us check out the
ruins again. Review our scientific and medical data."
"Ok, but you're gonna have to do me a favour some time."
"Yeah, yeah, but just remember, I helped you out with that date one time."
"And look where it got me Masaki. She ended up being attracted to you. I'm no
good when it comes to women." Maeda moped.
"Look Kuni, just help us out, there's some strange stuff going on."
"Ha, if you were only there in New York..."
"Ah yes... New York. I'll have to ask Aya about that.' Tsushima determined.
"So call me when you want my expertise. I might be in the lab..."
"Alright." Tsushima agreed, shutting the phone off. 'He's always in the lab.'
6:48 am
Narita Airport
Tokyo
A tall Chinese man walked slowly out of the arrival gate carrying a large duffel bag.
He paused for a while to get orient himself, his long strands of jet-black hair flowing
about. He never wanted thought he'd come back here again. He wanted to forget this
place. His aged eyes held back some tears. He had lost his friends because of this
country, two friends.
The Asian wore man a black leather trench coat, black cords, and a navy blue button-
up shirt. He made his way to through the always-packed Tokyo International Airport.
After he checked out with the reception, he retrieved his luggage. Noise filled the airport
endless. Calls for departures and arrivals constantly on the PA in several different
languages.
The Asian man travelled down a flight of steps to the trains that would take him to the
heart of Tokyo.
7:56 am
Unknown Location
"What's going on Aya?" came the concerned voice of her partner.
Aya whipped her head around, focusing on Tsushima. "What do you mean?"
"You wanted me to show you around, but you have a sad face most of the time.
What's bothering you?"
Aya shook her head in denial, "I'm just a bit... homesick." she lied.
The blonde had to study her partner's face in order to see if he had bought it. "Are
you sure that's all?"
'That's all you need to know right now...' Aya thought sadly.
"Don't try to kill this with silence Aya, I hope some day you'll trust me enough to tell
me."
Aya turned away from him, hiding the streams for crystalline tears from him. 'I can't
tell you everything yet. I can't even tell you how I-'
Location Not Available
"Your eyes are green Aya, did you get coloured contacts?." came a familiar voice
from her side.
It took some seconds to register what that meant. 'No, I thought I sealed it away.' she
thought fearfully.
Tsushima seemed to notice, "It's alright Aya, you don't look that strange with them,
but how do you get them to glow?" queried a totally clueless Masaki.
Aya backed away from him, the her feet scuffing the pavement. "St.. Stay away from
me Tsushima."
"Something must be wrong if you're freaking out like-" he trailed off, as he watched
his partner hit the pavement.
Aya could faintly hear her partner, her friend, frantically calling for a medic.
8:17 am
Residence of Aya Brea
Aya bolted awake, gasping for air. Sweat made some strands of hair stick to her face,
and the scenes seemed too real. 'First it was dreams of my sister and mother... now this?
Why can't I live a normal life!?' Aya pondered worriedly.
The sun shone brightly into her room, several shafts of light reflecting off of her pale
hair. She really needed a shower to clear herself.
After the cold waterfall had shocked her back to reality, she decided have some
breakfast. Aya made her way to the fridge, anticipating what she would whip up.
"Shit." was all she could say... as she gazed at her almost-empty fridge. "Looks like
I'm shopping today."
Residence of Quatre Winner
Tokyo
"This damn case pisses me off." Zechs yelled, to no one in particular.
Duo groaned in agreement "Tell me about it, this thing ain't ending anytime soon,
reminds me of the the-"
"Don't's say it dammit, don't mention that damn kidnapping where we had NO leads!
We found the damn girl two months later in a dumpster."
"Shit, don't talk about that weak onna who couldn't defend herself."
"Kidnapped, raped, then murdered; the old three'n one." Hiiro commented cooly.
All of the agents who were part of the Gundam Team who were friends with Quatre
stayed at his mansion with him. They were eating some bacon and omelette at a large
table.
"At least we have some objective and excellent minds on the case, like Masaki. I
don't know about the rookie though..." Trowa half-whispered.
"What about Brea? She looks capable enough to me. Just because she's green
doesn't mean she's blonde." Noin commented.
Everyone's eyes were on her, then some just collapsed with laughter. Noin sighed
"Ok, that was a bad example."
After recovering from his laughing episode, which took a while, Duo said "Well
what's wrong with a blonde babe? She could investigate me all day."
"Dream on Braid-boy, the onna has more important things to do than discovering your
lack of stature." Wufei mumbled
The table was silent, and Duo turned beet red, then the laughter erupted, again. "I
think Wufei's right, but there might be something between Ms. Brea and Agent Masaki."
Quatre pointed out.
"You noticed that too huh? Aya was so devastated when Tsushima got injured, she
thought he wouldn't make it." Zechs added.
"Well wouldn't you be like that if your partner just got crushed by a pile of bricks?
Tsu-man shouldn't have survived that anyway, he was lucky he was only struck by just
some rubble." Duo noted.
"True, true, but Duo, it was like a piece of her was gone."
"Zechs man, everyone had a piece taken out of them when this bombing happened.
No body was happy. Everyone was just trudging along, trying to absorb it all. When that
amount of death hits you, one more potential death can send you over the edge." Duo
defended, showing his rarely seen intelligent side.
"I understand, but off that line of thought everyone, it's good to have a day off, it's
good to be at home."
C h a p t e r F i v e - @ H o m e
6:13 am
Friday, March 15th, 1998
Residence of Tsushima Masaki
Tokyo, Keihin Metropolitan Area
As the sun broke through the clouded sky, its bright rays illuminating half the surface
of the world, the clacking of a keyboard could be heard. The midnight blue-haired man
typed endlessly at his computer. 'If I'm going to have a day off, I might as well update
this report.' he thought.
He paused to sip some tea from a mug beside the keyboard. Tsushima's wore a deep
blue T-shirt and some comfortable cords. He exercised his right arm. It still tingled from
Eve's touch. 'That's definitely something I'm leaving out of the report.' mused
Tsushima.
Aya's disposition towards Eve had been cautious at first, and then completely
distrustful. 'I can't really blame her, after what Eve did.'
For some reason, Tsushima wasn't at all weirded out by Eve's ability to heal. But
then again, it wasn't like he found it average either. But then, a thought crossed his mind,
'How the hell did I survive that building toppling over me? Hell, how did she?'
This case was getting more confusing every day. 'Aya had wanted to investigate the
families of the victims as well. I'll have to talk with the director about that.'
An idea came to Tsushima's mind, not what was on his train of thought at the
moment, but it had potential. Tsushima grabbed the wireless phone on the computer
desk. He pressed an auto-dial button. He waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?" came a weary voice through the phone.
"Maeda, this is Masaki."
"Tsushima? How are you? Are your injuries healing up fast?"
"Yes, almost as good as new Kuni, I need you to do me a favour."
"This doesn't involve Aya does it?" Maeda asked, his voice sounded shaky.
"Uh... not directly. I'm off today so maybe tomorrow you could help us check out the
ruins again. Review our scientific and medical data."
"Ok, but you're gonna have to do me a favour some time."
"Yeah, yeah, but just remember, I helped you out with that date one time."
"And look where it got me Masaki. She ended up being attracted to you. I'm no
good when it comes to women." Maeda moped.
"Look Kuni, just help us out, there's some strange stuff going on."
"Ha, if you were only there in New York..."
"Ah yes... New York. I'll have to ask Aya about that.' Tsushima determined.
"So call me when you want my expertise. I might be in the lab..."
"Alright." Tsushima agreed, shutting the phone off. 'He's always in the lab.'
6:48 am
Narita Airport
Tokyo
A tall Chinese man walked slowly out of the arrival gate carrying a large duffel bag.
He paused for a while to get orient himself, his long strands of jet-black hair flowing
about. He never wanted thought he'd come back here again. He wanted to forget this
place. His aged eyes held back some tears. He had lost his friends because of this
country, two friends.
The Asian wore man a black leather trench coat, black cords, and a navy blue button-
up shirt. He made his way to through the always-packed Tokyo International Airport.
After he checked out with the reception, he retrieved his luggage. Noise filled the airport
endless. Calls for departures and arrivals constantly on the PA in several different
languages.
The Asian man travelled down a flight of steps to the trains that would take him to the
heart of Tokyo.
7:56 am
Unknown Location
"What's going on Aya?" came the concerned voice of her partner.
Aya whipped her head around, focusing on Tsushima. "What do you mean?"
"You wanted me to show you around, but you have a sad face most of the time.
What's bothering you?"
Aya shook her head in denial, "I'm just a bit... homesick." she lied.
The blonde had to study her partner's face in order to see if he had bought it. "Are
you sure that's all?"
'That's all you need to know right now...' Aya thought sadly.
"Don't try to kill this with silence Aya, I hope some day you'll trust me enough to tell
me."
Aya turned away from him, hiding the streams for crystalline tears from him. 'I can't
tell you everything yet. I can't even tell you how I-'
Location Not Available
"Your eyes are green Aya, did you get coloured contacts?." came a familiar voice
from her side.
It took some seconds to register what that meant. 'No, I thought I sealed it away.' she
thought fearfully.
Tsushima seemed to notice, "It's alright Aya, you don't look that strange with them,
but how do you get them to glow?" queried a totally clueless Masaki.
Aya backed away from him, the her feet scuffing the pavement. "St.. Stay away from
me Tsushima."
"Something must be wrong if you're freaking out like-" he trailed off, as he watched
his partner hit the pavement.
Aya could faintly hear her partner, her friend, frantically calling for a medic.
8:17 am
Residence of Aya Brea
Aya bolted awake, gasping for air. Sweat made some strands of hair stick to her face,
and the scenes seemed too real. 'First it was dreams of my sister and mother... now this?
Why can't I live a normal life!?' Aya pondered worriedly.
The sun shone brightly into her room, several shafts of light reflecting off of her pale
hair. She really needed a shower to clear herself.
After the cold waterfall had shocked her back to reality, she decided have some
breakfast. Aya made her way to the fridge, anticipating what she would whip up.
"Shit." was all she could say... as she gazed at her almost-empty fridge. "Looks like
I'm shopping today."
Residence of Quatre Winner
Tokyo
"This damn case pisses me off." Zechs yelled, to no one in particular.
Duo groaned in agreement "Tell me about it, this thing ain't ending anytime soon,
reminds me of the the-"
"Don't's say it dammit, don't mention that damn kidnapping where we had NO leads!
We found the damn girl two months later in a dumpster."
"Shit, don't talk about that weak onna who couldn't defend herself."
"Kidnapped, raped, then murdered; the old three'n one." Hiiro commented cooly.
All of the agents who were part of the Gundam Team who were friends with Quatre
stayed at his mansion with him. They were eating some bacon and omelette at a large
table.
"At least we have some objective and excellent minds on the case, like Masaki. I
don't know about the rookie though..." Trowa half-whispered.
"What about Brea? She looks capable enough to me. Just because she's green
doesn't mean she's blonde." Noin commented.
Everyone's eyes were on her, then some just collapsed with laughter. Noin sighed
"Ok, that was a bad example."
After recovering from his laughing episode, which took a while, Duo said "Well
what's wrong with a blonde babe? She could investigate me all day."
"Dream on Braid-boy, the onna has more important things to do than discovering your
lack of stature." Wufei mumbled
The table was silent, and Duo turned beet red, then the laughter erupted, again. "I
think Wufei's right, but there might be something between Ms. Brea and Agent Masaki."
Quatre pointed out.
"You noticed that too huh? Aya was so devastated when Tsushima got injured, she
thought he wouldn't make it." Zechs added.
"Well wouldn't you be like that if your partner just got crushed by a pile of bricks?
Tsu-man shouldn't have survived that anyway, he was lucky he was only struck by just
some rubble." Duo noted.
"True, true, but Duo, it was like a piece of her was gone."
"Zechs man, everyone had a piece taken out of them when this bombing happened.
No body was happy. Everyone was just trudging along, trying to absorb it all. When that
amount of death hits you, one more potential death can send you over the edge." Duo
defended, showing his rarely seen intelligent side.
"I understand, but off that line of thought everyone, it's good to have a day off, it's
good to be at home."