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DISCLAIMER: Sorry, folks. G Gundam ain't mine. Try again later.
Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Anonymous
Chapter XVI: Life's Secrets
"Chico." Gina breathed in shock.
"Cyclone Punch!" Chibodee shouted and launched his attack on the waiting Dagwon Gundam. Chico looked around the crowd, searching for someone. He didn't give a damn about the punch that was about to blow him backwards in two seconds or the fact that he was supposed to be fighting someone. All Chico could think about was finding his sister.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" he shouted in pain and surprise as Chibodee's Cyclone Punch threw him backwards against a wall.
"Chico!" Gina shouted as she watched Dagwon Gundam fly backwards.
"Huh?" Domon asked, looked quizzically at Gina.
"Nothing," the android muttered.
Chico.I swear I've heard that name before, Domon thought to himself, then brought his attention back to the turkey-lettuce-tomato-mayonnaise-cheese- sandwich he was eating. Behind him, Jacque licked his lips greedily.
Sandwich. Yummy, he thought, rubbing his hands together.
Gina turned her attention back to the battle. She felt helpless, unable to save her brother. "Flame Dragon Claw!" Chico shouted suddenly, not exactly sure what he was doing. The lion-based Dagwon Gundam lunged forward, hand extended. Chibodee dodged the attack and launched his own. Chico leaped up into the air and-
"EEEEEKKK!" a shout from the crowd brought Gina back from the battlefield. She turned to see Jacque pinned to a wall, Domon's hands in a death-grip around his throat. "Help me," Jacque squeaked.
"Domon!" A woman with short brown hair appeared out of nowhere. "Put that boy down this instant!"
Domon sighed. "But he tried to steal my sandwich!" he protested.
The woman grunted. "Please, stop acting so childish."
"Fine, Rain," Domon agreed and let Jacque fall to the ground.
"Owwww," Jacque moaned, rubbing his neck.
Gina shook her head sadly and turned her attention back to the Gundam fight. Chibodee was aiming another Cyclone Punch at Chico. Gina winced as she thought of the damage that could be done to the inexperienced Neo- Mexican.
"Where's Gina?" Chico demanded in a fierce whisper as he dodged to the side.
"What?" Chibodee asked, confused. "We're in the middle of a battle here, Hong Kong!" The Neo-American swerved around, but Dagwon Gundam was not in sight.
"I'll ask you one more time," Chico repeated from behind Chibodee. "Where's Gina?"
Now Chibodee was really confused. They were in the middle of a battle, for heaven sakes! "Burning Punch!" he shouted and attacked Chico.
Chico deflected the punch with his huge broadsword as he searched the crowd for a certain brown-haired, blue-eyed girl of about 17. Gina, I know you're in there somewhere, Chico thought in frustration. There was that blonde from Chibodee's team, the redhead, brunette, African American, and.a skinny blonde boy eating a large subway sandwich? Chico shook his head and continued searching the large crowd. Found you! he exclaimed silently as he spotted his sister. "Gina." he murmured as Dagwon Gundam's right hand reached forward to grab the android from the midst of the crowd. Gina backed away, shaking her head.
"Hong Kong!" Chibodee roared. "What the hell do you think you are going?!?!"
"Taking back what you stole," Chico growled.
Chibodee blinked. His lips curved back in an angry snarl. "WE. ARE. IN. THE. MIDDLE. OF. A. MATCH!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. "BURSTING MACHINE-GUN PUNCH!"
Chico's eyes widened. He looked from the attacking Chibodee back to his sister. "I'll be back. I promise," he whispered to the wide-eyed Gina. There was a cloud of smoke and the then ex-convict posing as Shin Ki Fu was gone.
Gina sighed in relief.
"That son of a b****," Chibodee muttered as the crowd began to disperse. He jumped out of Gundam Maxter and made his way to where Gina, Rain, Domon, Bunny, Shirley, Cath, Janet, Rye, and Jacque were standing.
"Chibodee!" Gina shouted and ran forward to meet the boxer. "Are you all right?" she asked, running her hand gently along Chibodee's cheek.
"Fine, querido," Chibodee replied with a smile and pressed his lips to Gina's.
Gina sighed in relief once the two had parted. What was Chico doing piloting a Gundam? she asked herself. What was he doing piloting someone else's Gundam? How did he find me in the first place?
"That son of a b****," Chibodee said again. "What did he think he was doing, trying to steal my girl? And he sounded.Spanish, doncha think, Gina?"
The Neo-Mexican nodded her head in agreement. Chibodee, he *is* Spanish, she thought, but said nothing.
Chibodee pulled Gina close to him and whispered in her ear, "Be careful. I think that man might be working for the Dark Gundam." Gina gulped. She had just realized exactly how big of a mess she had gotten everyone into.
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Chico rubbed his stomach in pain. They really do mean that he is the best boxer when they say it, he thought sourly. The day was not going well. Chico sighed. At least he had seen his sister, his life. But she had seemed.almost as if she didn't want to go with him. The Neo-Mexican shook his head and looked at where the real Shin Fi Ku was lying unconscious on the ground. Chico peeled the mask of his face and flopped down on his bed.
A moment later, Tio walked into the room. "Yo pienso que eres muy precipitado," (I think you are being very rash) he advised in Spanish.
Chico grunted. "Qué quieres que haga? (What do you want me to do?) Ese hijo de perra esta con mi hermana! (That son of a bitch is with my sister!)" Chico slammed his fist against the wall. "I'll get him if it's the last thing I do," he vowed in English.
Tio sighed. "Todavía pienso que eres muy tonto," (I still think you are being very stupid.) Tio advised with a sigh and looked painfully at the unconscious body of Shin Fi Ku lying on the floor. "Will you please put him away in a closet or something? The sight of that man is making me sick."
The young Neo-Mexican sighed and got up from the bed. He walked over to the body of the Neo-Hong Kong fighter and kicked it into the closet. Chico wiped his hands. "That better?" he asked grouchily.
Tio was about to open his mouth to reply when a child with striking black hair and very narrow eyes barged into the room. "Where's my brother?" he demanded.
Chico blinked. "Your b-brother?" he echoed.
The boy stormed up to Chico, his small fists resting on his even smaller hips. "Yes, my brother. Now," he demanded, looking around the room, "where is he?"
"Um.I think you must have the wrong room," Tio suggested.
"Chico Rodriguez and Gomez Hernandez? No, I have the right people," the boy protested as he started searching the room for any signs of his brother.
"Who-who is your brother?" Chico asked.
The boy spun around. "Gundam fighter Shin Ki Fu."
Chico gaped. The man called Tio gave Chico a look that said, "I told you this was a bad idea."
"Now where is he?" The child repeated his demand.
"What makes you think we have your brother?" Chico asked nervously.
The boy climbed onto the table so that he looked taller. His eyes narrowed. "Because I just do."
"Tranquilo, Tio," Chico said calmly. "Él es solo un niño." (Calm down, Tio. He is just a kid)
"I am NOT 'just a kid'," the boy protested.
Chico sighed in regret. "Look, I do not want to do this, but." He pulled out the poison darts he had used on Shin Fi Ku.
"You-you wouldn't," the boy exclaimed. "Would you?"
Chico thought about it for a moment as an idea came to him. I need to learn more about that Dagwon Gundam, he figured silently. And what better way to learn about someone's fighting techniques than from that someone's own brother? The Neo-Mexican lowered his poison darts. "What do you say, Tio? Do you think we can arrange something with this kid?" Chico asked his elder friend.
Tio caught on immediately and nodded his head, a twinkle in his eyes.
"I have a proposition for you," Chico said to the child who was still standing on the table.
"What?" the boy asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"You help me figure out the mechanics of Dagwon Gundam and teach me a bit of the kung fu Shin was so good at, then maybe I'll tell you where your brother is," Chico explained.
The child gulped. "I don't really have much of a choice, do I?"
"No, compadre, you don't," Chico admitted.
"Fine," the boy said with a sigh and jumped off the table. "My name is Bo," he introduced himself. "Your forced mechanic. And you would be Chico Rodriguez." Bo pointed to Chico then turned to Tio. "And that guy is Gomez Hernandez."
"I prefer to go by 'Tio'," Tio said nervously.
Bo stared at him. "Whatever," he dismissed the subject. "I'll start training you tomorrow, Chico." Bo looked around the room and rubbed his hands together greedily. "Now. Where's the food?"
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Gina sighed. Things were not going well. First, Chico had appeared out of nowhere, in a Gundam! He didn't know how to pilot a Gundam; he could barely even play a video game and win. And now Chico wants me back, Gina thought miserably. Except I'm not Gina. And then there's the Dark Gundam. Chibodee thinks that Chico-well, Shin Ki Fu-is working for the Dark Gundam. That's a flat out lie. Chico doesn't even know what the Dark Gundam is. Gina sighed again. I have Domon to deal with, too. Can't tell anyone about who's really behind Shin Ki Fu's mask, 'cause then Chico would just get arrested again. Actually. Maybe it would be better that way. The thought quickly erased itself as Gina felt a sharp pain shoot through her head. All right. I won't do anything to Chico. Now what am I forgetting? Oh, yeah. George and Cecil are catching on to me; Domon's gonna realize that I should be dead any second now. Oh, what am I going to do? The android let a sob escape her lips, and then she put her head down on the table and cried. Half her cries where interrupted by fits of coughs, too. This was getting way too confusing for her to handle.
"Gina, what's wrong?" a familiar voice asked from behind the Neo-Mexican. Chibodee.
Just who I needed, Gina thought as she wiped her eyes on her sleeve. "Nothin'," she muttered.
Chibodee walked across the room to where Gina was sitting. "Ya sure?" he asked skeptically.
"Things are just starting to catch up with me, that's all," the android explained as she stood up.
"I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you," Chibodee promised as she hugged Gina. "Now c'mon. There are two hungry Shuffles waiting downstairs to be fed," Chibodee said and pulled Gina out of the room.
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Hello, all! Notice how this story is starting to get a bit more serious? It's a beautiful thing called (no, Krista, not angst) but a PLOT! I think I'm starting to get somewhere with this piece of junk. Now, all you people, bow down to DAGWON GUNDAM 'cause that's the guy who gave me the idea for this chapter, and the next few chapters. So any complaints/flames/compliments can be directed at DAGWON GUNDAM, ya hear? I know, aren't I nice? ^^
Until next time,
~* ShadowTide *~
DISCLAIMER: Sorry, folks. G Gundam ain't mine. Try again later.
Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Anonymous
Chapter XVI: Life's Secrets
"Chico." Gina breathed in shock.
"Cyclone Punch!" Chibodee shouted and launched his attack on the waiting Dagwon Gundam. Chico looked around the crowd, searching for someone. He didn't give a damn about the punch that was about to blow him backwards in two seconds or the fact that he was supposed to be fighting someone. All Chico could think about was finding his sister.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" he shouted in pain and surprise as Chibodee's Cyclone Punch threw him backwards against a wall.
"Chico!" Gina shouted as she watched Dagwon Gundam fly backwards.
"Huh?" Domon asked, looked quizzically at Gina.
"Nothing," the android muttered.
Chico.I swear I've heard that name before, Domon thought to himself, then brought his attention back to the turkey-lettuce-tomato-mayonnaise-cheese- sandwich he was eating. Behind him, Jacque licked his lips greedily.
Sandwich. Yummy, he thought, rubbing his hands together.
Gina turned her attention back to the battle. She felt helpless, unable to save her brother. "Flame Dragon Claw!" Chico shouted suddenly, not exactly sure what he was doing. The lion-based Dagwon Gundam lunged forward, hand extended. Chibodee dodged the attack and launched his own. Chico leaped up into the air and-
"EEEEEKKK!" a shout from the crowd brought Gina back from the battlefield. She turned to see Jacque pinned to a wall, Domon's hands in a death-grip around his throat. "Help me," Jacque squeaked.
"Domon!" A woman with short brown hair appeared out of nowhere. "Put that boy down this instant!"
Domon sighed. "But he tried to steal my sandwich!" he protested.
The woman grunted. "Please, stop acting so childish."
"Fine, Rain," Domon agreed and let Jacque fall to the ground.
"Owwww," Jacque moaned, rubbing his neck.
Gina shook her head sadly and turned her attention back to the Gundam fight. Chibodee was aiming another Cyclone Punch at Chico. Gina winced as she thought of the damage that could be done to the inexperienced Neo- Mexican.
"Where's Gina?" Chico demanded in a fierce whisper as he dodged to the side.
"What?" Chibodee asked, confused. "We're in the middle of a battle here, Hong Kong!" The Neo-American swerved around, but Dagwon Gundam was not in sight.
"I'll ask you one more time," Chico repeated from behind Chibodee. "Where's Gina?"
Now Chibodee was really confused. They were in the middle of a battle, for heaven sakes! "Burning Punch!" he shouted and attacked Chico.
Chico deflected the punch with his huge broadsword as he searched the crowd for a certain brown-haired, blue-eyed girl of about 17. Gina, I know you're in there somewhere, Chico thought in frustration. There was that blonde from Chibodee's team, the redhead, brunette, African American, and.a skinny blonde boy eating a large subway sandwich? Chico shook his head and continued searching the large crowd. Found you! he exclaimed silently as he spotted his sister. "Gina." he murmured as Dagwon Gundam's right hand reached forward to grab the android from the midst of the crowd. Gina backed away, shaking her head.
"Hong Kong!" Chibodee roared. "What the hell do you think you are going?!?!"
"Taking back what you stole," Chico growled.
Chibodee blinked. His lips curved back in an angry snarl. "WE. ARE. IN. THE. MIDDLE. OF. A. MATCH!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. "BURSTING MACHINE-GUN PUNCH!"
Chico's eyes widened. He looked from the attacking Chibodee back to his sister. "I'll be back. I promise," he whispered to the wide-eyed Gina. There was a cloud of smoke and the then ex-convict posing as Shin Ki Fu was gone.
Gina sighed in relief.
"That son of a b****," Chibodee muttered as the crowd began to disperse. He jumped out of Gundam Maxter and made his way to where Gina, Rain, Domon, Bunny, Shirley, Cath, Janet, Rye, and Jacque were standing.
"Chibodee!" Gina shouted and ran forward to meet the boxer. "Are you all right?" she asked, running her hand gently along Chibodee's cheek.
"Fine, querido," Chibodee replied with a smile and pressed his lips to Gina's.
Gina sighed in relief once the two had parted. What was Chico doing piloting a Gundam? she asked herself. What was he doing piloting someone else's Gundam? How did he find me in the first place?
"That son of a b****," Chibodee said again. "What did he think he was doing, trying to steal my girl? And he sounded.Spanish, doncha think, Gina?"
The Neo-Mexican nodded her head in agreement. Chibodee, he *is* Spanish, she thought, but said nothing.
Chibodee pulled Gina close to him and whispered in her ear, "Be careful. I think that man might be working for the Dark Gundam." Gina gulped. She had just realized exactly how big of a mess she had gotten everyone into.
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Chico rubbed his stomach in pain. They really do mean that he is the best boxer when they say it, he thought sourly. The day was not going well. Chico sighed. At least he had seen his sister, his life. But she had seemed.almost as if she didn't want to go with him. The Neo-Mexican shook his head and looked at where the real Shin Fi Ku was lying unconscious on the ground. Chico peeled the mask of his face and flopped down on his bed.
A moment later, Tio walked into the room. "Yo pienso que eres muy precipitado," (I think you are being very rash) he advised in Spanish.
Chico grunted. "Qué quieres que haga? (What do you want me to do?) Ese hijo de perra esta con mi hermana! (That son of a bitch is with my sister!)" Chico slammed his fist against the wall. "I'll get him if it's the last thing I do," he vowed in English.
Tio sighed. "Todavía pienso que eres muy tonto," (I still think you are being very stupid.) Tio advised with a sigh and looked painfully at the unconscious body of Shin Fi Ku lying on the floor. "Will you please put him away in a closet or something? The sight of that man is making me sick."
The young Neo-Mexican sighed and got up from the bed. He walked over to the body of the Neo-Hong Kong fighter and kicked it into the closet. Chico wiped his hands. "That better?" he asked grouchily.
Tio was about to open his mouth to reply when a child with striking black hair and very narrow eyes barged into the room. "Where's my brother?" he demanded.
Chico blinked. "Your b-brother?" he echoed.
The boy stormed up to Chico, his small fists resting on his even smaller hips. "Yes, my brother. Now," he demanded, looking around the room, "where is he?"
"Um.I think you must have the wrong room," Tio suggested.
"Chico Rodriguez and Gomez Hernandez? No, I have the right people," the boy protested as he started searching the room for any signs of his brother.
"Who-who is your brother?" Chico asked.
The boy spun around. "Gundam fighter Shin Ki Fu."
Chico gaped. The man called Tio gave Chico a look that said, "I told you this was a bad idea."
"Now where is he?" The child repeated his demand.
"What makes you think we have your brother?" Chico asked nervously.
The boy climbed onto the table so that he looked taller. His eyes narrowed. "Because I just do."
"Tranquilo, Tio," Chico said calmly. "Él es solo un niño." (Calm down, Tio. He is just a kid)
"I am NOT 'just a kid'," the boy protested.
Chico sighed in regret. "Look, I do not want to do this, but." He pulled out the poison darts he had used on Shin Fi Ku.
"You-you wouldn't," the boy exclaimed. "Would you?"
Chico thought about it for a moment as an idea came to him. I need to learn more about that Dagwon Gundam, he figured silently. And what better way to learn about someone's fighting techniques than from that someone's own brother? The Neo-Mexican lowered his poison darts. "What do you say, Tio? Do you think we can arrange something with this kid?" Chico asked his elder friend.
Tio caught on immediately and nodded his head, a twinkle in his eyes.
"I have a proposition for you," Chico said to the child who was still standing on the table.
"What?" the boy asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"You help me figure out the mechanics of Dagwon Gundam and teach me a bit of the kung fu Shin was so good at, then maybe I'll tell you where your brother is," Chico explained.
The child gulped. "I don't really have much of a choice, do I?"
"No, compadre, you don't," Chico admitted.
"Fine," the boy said with a sigh and jumped off the table. "My name is Bo," he introduced himself. "Your forced mechanic. And you would be Chico Rodriguez." Bo pointed to Chico then turned to Tio. "And that guy is Gomez Hernandez."
"I prefer to go by 'Tio'," Tio said nervously.
Bo stared at him. "Whatever," he dismissed the subject. "I'll start training you tomorrow, Chico." Bo looked around the room and rubbed his hands together greedily. "Now. Where's the food?"
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Gina sighed. Things were not going well. First, Chico had appeared out of nowhere, in a Gundam! He didn't know how to pilot a Gundam; he could barely even play a video game and win. And now Chico wants me back, Gina thought miserably. Except I'm not Gina. And then there's the Dark Gundam. Chibodee thinks that Chico-well, Shin Ki Fu-is working for the Dark Gundam. That's a flat out lie. Chico doesn't even know what the Dark Gundam is. Gina sighed again. I have Domon to deal with, too. Can't tell anyone about who's really behind Shin Ki Fu's mask, 'cause then Chico would just get arrested again. Actually. Maybe it would be better that way. The thought quickly erased itself as Gina felt a sharp pain shoot through her head. All right. I won't do anything to Chico. Now what am I forgetting? Oh, yeah. George and Cecil are catching on to me; Domon's gonna realize that I should be dead any second now. Oh, what am I going to do? The android let a sob escape her lips, and then she put her head down on the table and cried. Half her cries where interrupted by fits of coughs, too. This was getting way too confusing for her to handle.
"Gina, what's wrong?" a familiar voice asked from behind the Neo-Mexican. Chibodee.
Just who I needed, Gina thought as she wiped her eyes on her sleeve. "Nothin'," she muttered.
Chibodee walked across the room to where Gina was sitting. "Ya sure?" he asked skeptically.
"Things are just starting to catch up with me, that's all," the android explained as she stood up.
"I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you," Chibodee promised as she hugged Gina. "Now c'mon. There are two hungry Shuffles waiting downstairs to be fed," Chibodee said and pulled Gina out of the room.
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Hello, all! Notice how this story is starting to get a bit more serious? It's a beautiful thing called (no, Krista, not angst) but a PLOT! I think I'm starting to get somewhere with this piece of junk. Now, all you people, bow down to DAGWON GUNDAM 'cause that's the guy who gave me the idea for this chapter, and the next few chapters. So any complaints/flames/compliments can be directed at DAGWON GUNDAM, ya hear? I know, aren't I nice? ^^
Until next time,
~* ShadowTide *~