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Mobile Fighter G Gundam: Anonymous

Chapter XVII: Discovery

"Don't do that, Chibodee!" Gina squealed as Chibodee wrapped his arms around her slim waist and rested his head on her shoulder.

"Why?" Chibodee teased as he started kissing her neck. "I'm havin' fun."

Gina turned around to look at Chibodee and her eyes brimmed over with unspoken love. "Oh, Chibodee…" she murmured and buried her face in his shirt.

"I love ya, too," Chibodee whispered and stroked Gina's hair gently.

"Couldn't you do stuff like that somewhere else?" a voice asked from behind the two.

Chibodee whirled around, his arm still encircling Gina, to see Domon in the hallway. "Look who's talking, Mr. Sappy-Speech," Chibodee retorted.

A pained look crossed Domon's face. "Aw, c'mon Chibodee. Will ya ever stop teasing me about that one?" the Neo-Japan fighter crossed the room and sat down on the couch.

"No, probably not," Chibodee admitted.

Domon grunted. "I want to fight that guy from Neo-Hong Kong," he said, changing the subject.

Gina paled visibly.

"No way, Japanese. That guy's mine," Chibodee protested.

Gina paled even more.

"I swear I've heard that man's voice before," Domon muttered to himself.

"You couldn't have," Gina put in, trying to divert Domon from figuring out that the fighter wasn't really from Neo-Hong Kong.

Domon peered at Gina suspiciously. "I could have sworn I've seen you before, too." He shook his head. "Never mind. I've been going to bars too often."

Chibodee raised an eyebrow. "Is a married life really that bad?"

"Yep," Domon answered with a smile.

It was extremely unfortunate that Rain decided to enter right at that moment. "Domon Kasshu, you take that back this instant!" she yelled at her husband.

"Uh-oh," Domon and Chibodee muttered together.

"He, he. I didn't mean it, Rain. Honest," Domon protested nervously. "Really, I didn't. You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

Rain looked at Domon for a moment. "You really mean it?" she asked softly.

"Uh-huh." Domon nodded, reached forward, and kissed his wife.

"Couldn't you do stuff like that somewhere else?" the Neo-American asked with a wide grin. Domon and Rain parted quickly and the King of Hearts glared at Chibodee in annoyance. "Just givin' back what I receive," Chibodee explained with another smile.

Gina started to laugh, but the giggle soon turned into a racking cough. Domon turned to look at her and Rain's eyes widened considerably as she suddenly recognized the girl standing before her.

"Um…Gina? Chibodee? Could I talk to you two for a moment?" she asked. Gina turned as white as a sheet. There was a moment of silence, then: "Um…Domon…?"

"What? Start talkin' already."

"Don't you have some training to do or something?" Rain hinted.

"No," Domon said plainly.

"Well, you do now. Out!" Rain pushed Domon in the direction of the door. "And don't peek, or else…"

"I know, I know," Domon said with a sigh and a smile. "Or else you won't ever speak to me again."

"Good Domon," Rain said with a smile and closed the door. Her expression become serious as she turned to Chibodee and Gina.

"Now, Gina Rodriguez," Rain started as she sat down, "I think you have a few questions that need answering." Gina and Chibodee sat down next to Rain. "First of all, why—how—are you alive?!?"

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Tio sighed. "Not only am I in charge of an idiot twenty-year-old, but now I have to watch out for a ten-year-old eating terror, too," he complained. "Just how I wanted to spend my last years."

"Are you done eating yet?" Chico asked Bo impatiently, ignoring Tio's comment.

"No," Bo said candidly, stuffing down another slice of prime rib down his throat.

"How does a child his size hold so much food?" Tio asked no one in particular.

"You can't go on eating forever!" Chico exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.

Bo looked up at the Neo-Mexican. "Says who?" he asked before returning to his excessively large meal.

Tio and Chico looked at each other. "This could take a long, long while," they said together.

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"I'm stuffed," Bo announced contentedly and patted his stomach.

"Finally," Chico muttered under his breath. He leaned forward on the table. "Now, it's time for you to do something useful—"

" 'E' equals 'mc' squared," Bo quoted knowingly.

"—like teach me about the Dagwon Gundam," Chico finished coldly. This kid was starting to get on his nerves.

"Oh, Dagwon Gundam. Well, exactly what do you want to know?" Bo asked, leaning back in his seat.

"Everything. Tell me everything…"

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Rain blinked. "So you're trying to tell me that the real Gina is in a resurrected form of the Dark Gundam, this girl right here is an android, and that the real Gina is going to die any given day now?"

"You forgot that we have to find the Dark Gundam and destroy it—me—Gina—whatever," Gina added with a nod.

"And you expect me not to tell Domon ANY of this?" Rain asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Unless you want him to immediately jump into his Gundam and go chasing after something without the slightest clue of where it is," Chibodee answered.

"I'm getting too old for this," Rain groaned and rubbed her temples.

"Not my fault you're always so nosy," Chibodee said. Rain looked up at him and glared.

"Pardon?" she asked, ice in her voice.

"Hehe, nothing," Chibodee muttered.

"Hmph, that's what I thought," Rain said haughtily. Then she turned to Gina. "But seriously, I really can't Domon anything?"

"That's right," Gina answered placidly.

"You do realize he might recognize you," Rain pointed out.

"Chibodee, tell her what we plan to do," Gina answered, a smile tugging her lips.

"We just hope that he doesn't," Chibodee explained.

"That's it?! You hope he doesn't figure it out?! Chibodee, I know you're stupid, but really!" Rain scolded. Chibodee sulked.

"Oh, querido," Gina whispered and leaned over to kiss him. Unfortunately—or maybe fortunately—Chibodee wouldn't let her go. "Chibodee," Gina muttured, trying to pry his fingers from around her waist.

"I'll let you go once you promise me one thing," he whispered.

"What?" Gina asked, a bit impatiently.

"It's my bed tonight," he said. Gina looked at him with a "you-have-GOT-to-be-kiddin'-me" look on her face. "Please?"

"Fine," Gina said with a sigh. Then Chibodee released her. Rain shook her head sadly, and left the room. Upon closing the door, she sighed.

"I feel sorry for Chibodee," she thought.

"Why?" Domon's arrogant voice asked her.

"Oh, Domon! Umm…no reason. None at all," Rain said, not realizing she had spoken the previous thought aloud. Domon looked at her quizzically.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" he asked.

"No, nothing at all! Whatever gave you that idea?" Rain asked, though it was obvious she was lying.

"Rain, as good a wife as you are, you don't know when you shouldn't lie," Domon said. "Please tell me what's on your mind," he added.

"Oh, Domon," she whispered, falling against his chest. "I wish I could, but I can't."

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"Are you sure we should have told her that?" Chibodee asked Gina. She got up and stretched.

"Once she saw me she knew something was up. Gina Rodriguez was supposed to have died over a year ago," Gina started. "I don't think we had much of a choice."

"I know," Chibodee said, getting up and wrapping his arms around his love. "But…Her and Domon are so close. I really do wonder if she'll tell."

"Don't worry. I have a feeling that she won't," Gina assured him. Chibodee kissed the top of her head.

"How can you be so sure?" he asked into her hair.

"I just know. Rain seems like the kind of person you can trust," Gina explained.

"I hope you're right…" Chibodee said uncertainly into Gina's ear. He kissed her earlobe, then moved down to kiss the nape of her neck. Gina giggled. Chibodee smiled inwardly and turned her around. Then they began a passionate kiss, and this time he let Gina explore his mouth with her tongue.

"Okay, break it up lovebirds."

Chibodee and Gina broke and turned to face Shirley. "You can't tell us to get a room, we're in one, and you can't tell us not to do it in public because we're in a private room," Chibodee said stubbornly.

"I wasn't about to say any such thing, smart one," Shirley said mockingly.

"You're the second person who'd called me stupid today," Chibodee said, sulking.

"Oh, Chibodee," Gina said and swatted his hair playfully. "Get over it."

"Anyway, I came to see who you wanted to fight next," Shirley explained.

"Maybe another bout with Neo-Hong Kong," Chibodee suggested.

"NO!" Gina exclaimed. Both Chibodee and Shirley turned to look at her.

"Gina, do you know somethin' about Neo-Hong Kong's fighter that we don't?" Chibodee asked her.

"N-no! Of—of course not!" Gina said. Chibodee's gaze didn't move. "Oh, never mind," she sighed. "How about you fight Domon? He's in the area, after all."

"I don't know…" Chibodee said uncertainly.

"It's settled then," Shirley said. "I'll go challenge Domon."

"Hey, Shirl! Wait!" Chibodee yelled, but his redheaded assistant was gone. Gina giggled again, but her laugh soon became a racking cough. "Gina, are you okay?" Chibodee asked, concern evident in his voice. Gina was coughing too hard to say anything, she could barely gasp in enough air to stay conscious. "Gina?!"

"It's coming…" she gasped, before falling unconscious into Chibodee's arms.

DarkDragon again. She wrote most of this chappie.

AND I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO GET ALL MY ITALICS AND STUFF TO WORK! HALLELIJAH!

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