ME: Chiddy chiddy boom, oga itchi noum.

DUO-CHAN: Uhh. Is it just me or does that sound familiar?

NEKO-YASHA: It's Barbie Girl. XD

DUO-CHAN: Oh ;

ANI:

ME: Dome kosayatchi yagi ugi statchi

(I can not correctly spell Japanese yet soo these ARE NOT THE REAL LYRICS. Plus, I mostly went by how they were pronouncing the words. . . I tried though ;)

"Speaking."

*Speaking in Japanese.*

'Thinking.'

^Talking over headsets, etc.^

(These will mean my little comments that are not part of the fic.)

The Dream of a Lost Soul, Part 5

This prologue is still dedicated to Ani.

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A 21 year old Japanese man with shoulder length dark blue-green hair walks up to the sitting Trowa, Duo, and Wufei. Quatre had been obligated to return to L4. "Where is her room?" He asks in his smooth deep voice that has a hint of worry in it. The young man stands just a few inches taller than Trowa.

Duo glances up at Sakiko Gren. "She's in there." He points to the wall their chairs are up against. "You can see if she'll talk to you. She won't even look at us when we try to." Two days have passed and Terry has not talked to anyone. She just lays there staring into space or sleeping.

"Thanks for the warning." Gren says as he goes over to the door. He slips in and shuts the door quietly behind him. He walks over to the edge of her bed and looks at her. Her eyes were unfocused and her breathing was in a sleeping pattern. Her bed was in a semi upright position. *Terry?* He sits on the edge of her bed and looks into her eyes.

She continues to stare at the wall with her unfocused eyes.

Gren ponders how to pull her out of this. He gets an idea and decides to try it. *Taika?*

Her breathing changes and her eyes move then blink. She turns her head to look at who had spoken. *Gren.* She speaks with a somewhat scratchy voice.

*I thought that would pull you out of it. You have the others worried sick, you know.* He smiles at her.

She smiles slightly. *I'm really sorry about that. I was deep in thought,* Her face turns sad now. *Thinking of my past does that.*

*What could have triggered that line of thought?* Gren looks at her somewhat worried. He knows she has had a nasty past and thinking about it only made the pain worse.

*I was in the coma due to the shot wound. I slipped into a nightmare with me running from Heero, I think. Then it moved to a dream and not just any dream. It was like I was watching the past from a spectators point of view. It was when he had been ordered to be retrained and take me out as part of his training.* She pauses speaking in her shaking voice as a single tear runs down her left cheek. *I saw how torn up he was. I mean, I knew he was, but I SAW what happened as if I was in his mind. It has just made bearing that memory worse.* She covers her face with her hands now as tears pour from her eyes and sobs shake her body.

Gren reaches over and hugs her. *Shh. It is ok. It is over.* He very gently rocks her back and forth as she presses her head in his shoulder. He can feel the light moisture coming through his shirt from her crying.

Her sobs slowly stop and she stays against his shoulder in silence.

Gren feels that her body has gone limp and looks down at her face. It was completely relaxed in sleep. Gren holds her close to him. He had never seen her cry herself to sleep. He was happy she had started to trust him. It took him three years to get this close to her. If he wasn't gay, he would go with her in a heart beat. He smiles as he bends his head and kisses the top of hers. He gently lays her back on her pillows. He lowers the back of the bed to a flat level so she can sleep easier. He stands and looks down at her.

*I really do feel sorry for her.* He notices a strand of her hair has escaped the blue hair net they keep it in due to its long length. He reaches down and pushes it back under. When he went to turn around, he met face to face with Trowa. "Trowa." He speaks with slight surprise, but his insides feel as if someone had applied some serious pressure.

Trowa glances from him to her. He raises his eye brow as his glance comes back to Gren, asking his silent question. Trowa's arms are crossed and he has his weight balancing on his left foot slightly.

"It's nothing like that." Gren says grinning like a certain baka. But then his face expression turns a little nervous. "How long were you there?"

"I came in right after you did." Trowa looks Gren directly in the eyes. "You know information about her don't you? She wouldn't just break down like that in front of any one. She might in front of Quatre, maybe even Wufei." Trowa's questioning stare with his dark green eyes was quite unnerving.

"Oh. Uh. You could say I do. I've known her for over three years now." Gren gives another nervous smile as a flash passes through Trowa's eyes. He couldn't tell what it was, but he didn't like it.

"You know detailed information about that dream she was talking about, do you not?"

Gren blanches. "You speak Japanese?"

"Fluently. I was a mercenary." Trowa's facial expression turns suspicious. "What is your EXACT relationship with her?"

Gren's sheepish smile turns to a full blown grin. "I GET it! You're jealous!"

Trowa sighs. Why does everyone take a sign of feelings for an intimate passion? "No. I am just concerned for her. I have discovered that I consider her to be a close friend. Now, please, answer my question."

Gren raises his hands in the air grinning. "Ok, ok. I'm a close friend. You could say I'm her adopted older brother, even though I'll never replace the real one." Gren pauses as he sees this doesn't help with Trowa's mood much. He sighs and smiles. "If it helps, I like guys." He speaks as he extends his arms and holds them slightly away from him.

This seemed to do the trick. Trowa visibly relaxed a bit. He glances over at Terry. He doesn't know exactly when he considered her as a friend and had started to care for her as such, but it had happened. He sighs and turns back to Gren. "I think we better leave her alone. We might wake her up with our voices." Trowa turns and heads to the door with Gren following behind him.

Little did they know, but Terry had slipped into another dream of her past.

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She slightly opens her eyes to reveal a tiled ceiling. She groans and closes them again. She hated hospitals. She can take them for a short time but she prefers to get out as fast as possible.

There is a rustle to her right and she opens her eyes. Ani was standing over her.

*How are you doing?* He bends down and runs his hand over her right cheek.

*Fine minus the fact I have two broken legs and one arm not to mention the ribs thanks to Kerinchi.* She grimaces.

Ani gets a look of emotional pain. *I am really sorry about that. I wanted to kill him. Especially for what he said about you.* Ani's eyes grow cold.

Terry looks at him very curiously. *What did he say?*

*I think he had plans of raping you. I don't know if he knows you are still alive, but I would keep your buzzer handy.* He places his hand on her right cheek and holds it there. *I am really sorry for having to do that. It tore me apart to say those things I did.* He hugs her best he can without hurting her.

Terry wraps her good right arm around him and holds him as tight as she can. *It is ok. I understand you did not mean them.*

They stay like that without moving for a time. Then Ani pulls out of it.

*I have to go. My training starts in 20 minutes. I have heard talk that they might use the machine on me.* His eyes become cold and hers turn to ice.

*Those bastards!* She clenches her teeth as her right fist balls up and her knuckles slowly turn white.

*I will come as long as I can.* He bends down and kisses her forehead and then turns and leaves.

Terry is left to only hope he will keep his memories of her.

~~~~

Terry's eyes fly open and focus on her ceiling. She had had another dream. Her left hand comes up to rest over her eyes. *Damn it! Why do I keep having these dreams?!* She says in a ruff voice.

There's a noise and Trowa comes into view. *Because you somehow feel you need to remember?* He moves to the edge of the bed while Terry watches him with surprise written all over her face.

"You speak Japanese?!"

"Yes." Trowa smiles at her surprise and the shocked look on her face.

Terry quickly removes the facial expression and replaces it with a sheepish one that Duo would use. She gets a sweat drop and waves her left hand back and forth. "I didn't know. Very nice to know, actually.* 'I wonder what the hell I was saying in my sleep!' She thinks as she mentally kicks herself. She should have known Trowa, of all people, would speak Japanese.

"If you are worried you talk in your sleep, you don't. Only time you have is when you were still in the coma." Trowa pulls one of the chairs over and sets it down, reversed, and sits on it. He rests his head on his hands as they rest on the chair's back.

She gives a visible sigh. "Good. Bad enough Gren knows a bunch of things about me. . . Oh! That was an insult!" She looks at Trowa with an apologetic look.

"It's ok. I understand if you don't want many people to know about your past. I wouldn't want them to know mine." Trowa speaks as he raises his right eye brow.

"I'm glad you understand. If I did tell anyone, it would be you. Quatre kinda knows and Wufei knows to much for his own good." She sighs and closes her eyes.

"I wouldn't mind knowing." Trowa says and then mentally kicks himself. This is NOT how he normally acts.

Terry opens her eyes and raises her left eye brow. "You wouldn't, eh? Hm." She thinks about whether or not she should tell him. "Kays. For one thing, Heero doesn't know I'm alive. That's why he isn't here."

Trowa looks slightly surprised by this fact. "He walks around the L1 Headquarters and he has never seen you at all?"

"Oh, he has seen me. He just doesn't know he has. I have my code name, after all and he has never bothered to check on a Preventer that happens to have the same background he has. If he had, it would click that he has seen me. He has never even seen a picture of me as a Preventer." She smiles. "Doesn't help there are no pictures he can get, either. Only picture is on my Preventers name and code tag."

Trowa gives a slight nod. "Well thought plan. Very impressive. You're not the Perfect Soldier's twin sister for nothing."

She smiles. "Thanks for the compliment." She pauses in her speech. Was it just her, or was he being very open with her? "Can I ask you something?"

Trowa resists the urge to show the look of slight surprise he was feeling. "Sure thing."

"Mind if I call you Tro-chan?" She gives him a smile as she slightly tilts her head to one side.

He looks at her for a moment, slight surprise actually showing on his handsome features. "I guess so." He wasn't really sure if this was real, 'chan' being a title put on the end of a close friend or family member's name.

"Great. I thought it was about time I started calling you 'Tro-chan' because I call Quatre 'Q-chan' and Wufei, well, would call Wufei 'Wu-chan.' I barely get away with 'Wu', actually." A sweat drop appears on her left temple as she smiles.

Trowa gives a small smile. "That's Wufei for you."

Terry suddenly gives a yawn. "Why am I tired?" She asks, her eyes beginning to droop. She lays her head back on her pillow. All her muscles slowly relax.

Trowa stands up and looks at her concerned. "Try to stay awake. You might be fading back into the coma."

"But. . . I can't. . ." Her eyelids close.

"Shit!" He rushes to the door of her room. He nearly knocks it down as he opens it. "Get the doctor!" He shouts out at the guys followed by him heading back to Terry. Wufei gives out Chinese curses as he rushes down the hall. Duo rushes to get in the room.

The doctor comes rushing in followed closely by Wufei and a medical team. Duo and Trowa move aside to let them through. The doctor checks her over and sighs. "She's fine. She's in a deep sleep." Sighs of relief can be heard from the young men as they hear she is going to be fine. "I think her body has just spent what little energy it had and made her sleep. Let's leave her alone so she can rest." The doctor ushers them all out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

~~~~

She gives a sigh. It's been two days since he last visited. It's been over two weeks since the incident. She had been recovering very well and Ani had been making regular visits. . . But he was a day late. She was worried. Every time he came, a piece of him seemed to be missing. The last time felt as if he didn't know why he was even here. Not a word passed between them. His eyes just stared, empty pools reflecting the lifeless objects of her hospital room. He never really looked at her the whole time, just stared at the wall across from him.

She gets yanked from thought as the nurse enters, tray of food in hand. They had put her back on a solid food diet a few days ago. She was glad of it. Sucking food wasn't the greatest experience in the world.

*Here you are. You get vegetable soup today.* The nurse speaks in a friendly voice, a smile showing on her face.

Terry nods to her, face emotionless. The nurse gives a sigh and sets the bowl in front of Terry on a rolling table that goes over the bed. She exits after setting a glass of water and a spoon on the table next to the bowl.

Terry looks at the food for a few minutes. She didn't feel like eating, she decided. She pushes the table away from her followed by her lowering the back of her bed into a resting position. A sigh escapes her lips as she closes her eyes. He wasn't going to be back. They had actually done the unthinkable.

Slowly the view of her hospital room changes. A different lighting coming from her room window can be noticed. She has also changed.

She stands next to her bed, her back to the wall. Along with multiple small bandages on her face and elsewhere, she had a cast on her left arm, along with her legs. The ones on her legs gave her movement, they were basically splints. The doctors couldn't really argue with some mysterious order they got signed by the girls supposed 'guardian.' The ones on her legs were covered by her jeans. Her bandaged rib cage was going to give her problems, though. They hadn't fully healed and bending to far in any direction shot spikes of pain through her body. She was wearing a baggy black T-shirt to cover the bandage's bulge. The nurse had given her slip- on shoes, but she really didn't like them. She wanted to put her sneakers on, but the nurse said it would put way to much pressure on her ribs if she did.

A familiar woman stood on the other side of her bed, the woman's back to the room door. "Glade to see you're doin' well. Shame, what they doin' to your brother." Sara had come on her visit. It had taken her ages, but she had made it. She gives a sigh. "He will be a weapon. No doubt about it."

"It's no longer my concern." The words hurt, but she had to say them, had to be an emotionless void of ice and death. She would prove that she could be what they wanted her to be without having to turn into complete stone.

"That's a shame. You two were so close. I guess he's dead to you, eh?" Sara had a look of understanding and sympathy.

"He died the day they started." Her voice was flat and dead. Picking up a small bag from an end table, she moves around her bed heading for her door. "Sayonara, Sara." With those last words, she opened the door and was gone.

The room fades, replaced by a view of the top level of the parking garage of the hospital. Terry, face dead of emotion, faces someone she once knew, once told everything in her heart and mind. A light breeze plays with their hair and clothes.

Ani, or rather, Heero Yuy stood a good distance away from her. He was dressed in his green tank top and black spandex shorts. His eyes were cold, lifeless orbs. "I am here to deliver your orders. You are to take a cargo shuttle to L2 disguised as a packer. A car is located in parking square 1039." He tosses over a key. She catches it with her right hand. "There is a bag with further orders along with what you will need to carry them out. You also have a temporary code name you will be using while on L2 for your extended training. It shall be 'Shitayama Matsu.' You will receive another code name before you head out on your main mission." He turns, having completed his orders, he had no reason to stay here. He begins to walk away from her.

"Are you. . ." Terry's face is covered in shadows, her right hand clutching the key in a death grip. "My replacement?"

Heero stops, but does not turn to face her. "Explain." His voice is cold.

"I'm obviously getting replaced. I guess they didn't inform you, but I was being trained to pilot Wing Gundam." Her voice would send shivers down a normal persons spine. She lifts her head, her facial expression resembling death. What she said was a lie, but he wouldn't know that. He would have had his brain scraped clean of any possible memory of her or that would have been a weakness.

He turns his head as he answers, his eyes penetrating her soul. "If so, you are obsolete."

Her lungs freeze. They had really done it. Anger explodes within her. Her face remains like stone, but her eyes flow like a raging sea, destructive and powerful. *Can you even speak your native tongue, or did they take that too?!* She mentally curses herself for letting her anger drip into her voice, but why should she care? He already knows about her kindness, or should.

Heero turns to face her. *I have no native tongue. I have the languages I was trained to have. None of them are 'native' to me. I have no past and I have no future, but to fight and die.* His eyes show nothing, his face shows nothing. His voice carried a light tone of authority, but it was lifeless.

She resists, with her whole heart and soul, from breaking into tears in front of him. She had to be strong, for the both of them. She would fight this bloody war. She would make it so he would be able to leave this life behind him and maybe regain his past and memories of her. She turns then, heading for the car he had said was there. She didn't care if he thought her to be weak, she would do this, for him, and for them both.

~~~~

Terry's eyes open slowly as she wakes. It was obvious some part of her wanted her to remember her past and promises she had made. She takes a deep breath and slowly releases it. There is a noise to her left as a shadow begins to move, appearing to be a person.

Trowa steps to where she can see him. "How are you feeling?" He asks as he leans over her bed.

"Tired and like a piece of tenderized meat. I can't feel my legs and I can barely feel my hands." She closes her eyes as she talks. She takes another deep breath and feels like she just might fall asleep again. "You won't get mad if I fall back asleep, will you?" She opens her left eye and looks at him.

Trowa smiles at her. "No, I won't get mad if you fall asleep again."

"Good 'cause I'm going to." She shuts her eyes and she goes through a floating sensation before drifting off into slumber.

Trowa shakes his head back and forth. She was really amazing and deserved to be Heero's sister. No other person would ever fit to be.

~~~~

Terry growls as she lifts up a heavy box. This was a living hell. She damn well knew she was going to have to be hospitalized once again when she got to her destination. What an asshole! Dr. J was defiantly on her hit list after this shit. She sets the large box on top of another one. She turns around to face her fellow packers to only notice them stunned. "NANI?!" She glares at them through her helmet. (nani means what.) They were in their suits because they could accidentally hit the release lever, sending them out into space.

A man decides to speak. *You just lifted a two man box. . . That means it would take two of us to lift it.*

*So? I ate my vegetables. Now lets get this crap loaded, please. I want to get out of here within the next year.* She sends them a glare before continuing her moving of boxes. They also return to their jobs, after sending her weird glances of course.

The scene becomes blurry for a few seconds, than leveling out to the inside of a space carrier. She sat in a seat near the window.

Terry was hypnotized by the vast nothing of space. It was there that her and Ani had become orphans. Space had taken everything away from them, their mother, their father, their life. She didn't remember them. She wanted to, but she just couldn't. Ani remembered even less than her. All he knew was that there was an explosion and they had made it into an escape pod. She remembers someone throwing them in. She never did see the person's face, but she remembered that someone once cared for them enough to have sacrificed themselves to save them. She suddenly spots metal and blinks out of her daze. L2.

The space carrier comes into the shipping area. The shippers she came with have already started gathering their belongings. They wouldn't have to do the unloading, which was a relief to her. She just might get away without having to go to the hospital again. She her up her back pack, the only thing she had in her possession.

The carrier comes to a stop followed by the back opening up. She walked out with the carriers, her back pack in her right hand. Glancing around, she sees a man signaling to her. She moves over to him, face emotionless. "Yes?"

"Are you Shitayama Matsu?" The man removes his sunglasses. He was actually fairly young, her age at the least. He was dressed in a black outfit, Priest collar around his neck. His Cobalt eyes showed a strong personality. She also noticed his hair was rather long and in a braid behind him.

"Yes, I am."

"Good. Come with me. Professor G is expecting you." The young man gives her a smile as he motions to take her pack. She relinquishes it to him, slightly surprised. He was treating her as if she was a guest, not a tool or trainee.

"Will you be training me or is your job to just escort me?" She was very curious about this. If he was supposed to train her, it would take a lot to hold on to her past training or her being emotionless.

"Not likely. I'm still going through training myself, you see. So, where are you from anyway? You are obviously Japanese, so I'm guessing L1, right?" He looks over at her as he speaks. He had noticed the cast on her left arm, along with the fresh blood seeping through.

She takes in his question. "Yes, I'm Japanese and yes, that's real blood. My way of getting here was that of a packer. My arm happens to be broken in three locations." Stopping, she lowers her head, face emotionless, as usual. "Were you informed of my past and my reason for being here?" She raises her head as she speaks. She saw his look of surprise at her question.

He raises his hands in the air. "All I was told was to pick you up from the 16:45 carrier at gate C and to take you to the old coot." He smiles now. "Can we talk about this on the car ride? They'll be serving dinner soon and it's sloppy joe night." He begins walking again, thinking of how many of the delicious sandwiches he can snatch before they were gone.

She blinks and moves to catch up to him, slightly limping. Why hadn't she noticed it before, the pain in her legs. "Sloppy joe? What is a sloppy joe? I have never heard of them." She watches him as they walk, him going in to serious detail about the sauce and the meat used to create the delicious meal.

She doesn't know why, but she feels she doesn't have to be stone around him. She could show her emotions here, at this place. She would have to discover what they were and how they worked if she was to be what she wanted.

~~~~

Terry wakes suddenly, her eyes springing open. That was it. That was the meaning of her dreams. They were to remind her of her promise and her purpose. She would help him adjust. Heero did reclaim his memories, thanks to the ZERO System. But his emotions around other people besides herself, he didn't know what to do with them. He had remembered their bond as brother and sister, and the emotions that he had always shown her, but showing them to anyone but her was difficult for him. He feels out of place and lost when they appear within him. She knew about his feelings for Ms. Relena, so did the other Gundam pilots. His attraction to her was slightly obvious, after all.

Being pulled from thought by a sound, she glances to her left. She smiles at what she sees. Trowa has moved his chair to a position leaning against the wall her bed was against. He had also fallen asleep sitting in it. She reaches over with her left hand, pulling his bangs aside so she could see his face. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, just like her brother does.

Trowa's eyes twitch as his hand shoots out, grasping hers. His eyes open, resting on her face. He looks at her, slight surprise in his eyes. "What were you doing?"

"Thinking about how peaceful you look when you are asleep. You're just like Heero when he sleeps, calm, quiet, no care or worry." Sadness shows in her eyes for a brief moment as she speaks, then her fingers twitch. She half smiled at him. "I can understand your surprise, but you can let go of my hand now.

He quickly releases it. "Sorry."

She rests the freed hand on her abdomen. "It's ok. I know I surprised you. By the way, what happened to Gren? I know Duo and Wufei are still here, having gotten clearance from Une to be here, most likely."

"He had to go take care of an errand. He said he'd be back in a day or two, so he should be back in a few hours."

She closes her eyes. "Thanks for being here, watching over me. I don't need to be watched, but it's nice to know that there are people that care about me." She opens her eyes and takes in the fact he was about to comment, most likely, about Duo and Wufei. "Yes, I know that Duo and Wufei care about me, along with a lot of people that are not here. I also know that they would be in here, but their bickering would have caused a problem." A yelp can be heard outside the door, as if to confirm her words. She smiles.

Trowa glimpses at the door, a smile dancing on his lips. "Exactly." He stands up and heads over to the door. He opens it wide so Terry would be able to see out, leaning against the door frame. Duo and Wufei stopped what they were doing, looking from Trowa to Terry.

"Terry!" Duo says happily followed by a yip as Wufei drops him, Wufei having had him by the collar and lifting him in the air by it. He sits on the floor rubbing his rump while glaring at Wufei. "You think you could give a guy some warning before you drop him?" Terry smiles at their bickering.

"Let me think - No!" Wufei sends Duo a glare before he walks into the room, passing Trowa and moving to stand next to Terry's bed.

Duo stands up and follows him in, grumbling under his breath the whole time. "Damn bald sexist. Doesn't give a guy any warning at all, just drops."

"Give your jaw a rest, Duo." Terry says as she smiles at them. "And I don't think you want me to tell Wufei what you just said, now do you?" She pins him with a look she would give to a young child.

"Fine. Fine. I'll shut up." Duo shoots a glare at Wufei, crossing his arms. Duo and Wufei never have gotten along smoothly. They were friends and allies, but they always had something to pick over about the other.

"Stop glaring, Duo" Trowa shuts the door, following after the two once it was shut. "Just drop whatever stupid argument you two were having."

Crossing his arms, Wufei silently stands there, ignoring any further attempts Duo would try. It aggravated Duo the most when he didn't pay any attention to him, not to mention the idle comments and threats were always the same.

Idle conversation follows, Duo's big mouth having much to do in it along with comments from Wufei. Those comments leading to an argument that got so bad they were booted out into the hallway to battle it out.

"Those two will never change." Trowa comments as he looks at the closed door, Wufei and Duo's voices coming through it slightly. He was actually surprised the nurses hadn't kicked those two out yet.

"Yeah, but they are actually close friends deep down. Wouldn't want to be the guy that hurts one of them and the other finds out." A smile spreads across her features.

"Agreed." Trowa looks at her as he speaks. "Now, I think I should go out there and break them up and you need to rest. I'll come back to check on you later." He moves to the door, looking back at her, getting a smile from her, he exits.

Pressing herself back into her pillows, she closes her eyes, thoughts and pictures passing over her eyes. With a sigh, she urges her body into sleep, drifting off slowly.

~~~~

Sighing, Shitayama Matsu, or rather Terry Yuy, sits in her small room, her eyes scanning over the millions of stars that dotted the black void of space outside of her window. It had been a long time, but she had become what she had aimed for. She was leaving for her first mission in an hour or so, Earth being her final destination. Standing, she stretches.

A knock on her door pulls her from thought. "Come."

None other than Professor G walked in, dressed in his usual white coat. "You're leaving now. Grab your things. The Alliance is making some kind of move and your shuttle might be stopped if we wait any longer."

"Sir." She nods to him and goes about grabbing her two bags that contained all of her equipment she would need to set herself up within Oz.

Professor G watches her, a slight smile on his lips as he turns, knowing she would follow him out. They headed down numerous passageways, some leading to barracks and others to armories. Stopping suddenly, he turns to face her. "Duo has not been informed of your departure and it has been kept that way. You are being given yet another code name. This name comes as a direct order from Dr. J." Taking note of her distaste at the doctors name, he continues. "He has given you the new code name of 'Terry Yuy,' your brother being given the code name of 'Heero Yuy.' Now, off with you." He indicates a door way to his left with a flick of his head, his hands crossed behind his back.

Taking his hint, she moves through the door, boarding the awaiting shuttle for Earth on April 5, AC 195.

Hours later, she exits the shuttle at a small space port in China. Thanking Dr. J for something was unheard of to her, but she did anyway. Speaking the language flawlessly, she managed to get her ride to the base and got signed in a registered.

Later on, she sat in her new barracks, checking it over. She had been given a room to herself, from what she could tell. They began training tomorrow. Like she needed it, but she had better look like she was just a natural or they'd know something was up. She had also taken into account that she was the only female cadet here besides two others in another unit. That would create a problem. New cadets tended to be very perverted and rowdy morons. But, once she castrated a few, they'd learn to back off, if they wished to have children anyway. (castrate - to remove the testicles of a male. Straight forward enough answer folks?)

A quick rap on her door brings her back to the present, having been lost in thought. "Come."

A young man enters, handsome and Japanese by his appearance. "Is this room 284?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?" She stands there, her arms folded in front of her.

"I'm a new cadet and they've assigned me to this room. Name's Sakiko Gren." Entering the room and shutting the door behind him, he bows to her.

She returned the bow, answering him with her 'name.' "Terry Yuy. Pleased to meet you." Coming back up, she stops him from speaking, talking herself. "Rule number one. One wrong move and you won't have any children, ever." Her eyes flash as she looks at him, her eyes boring into his.

"Uh hehehe. Straight forward about things aren't you?" He smiles, a sweat drop appearing. "Well, no worries about me doing that. I'm not that kind of guy." An honest smile decorates his face and she relaxes a little. She could tell he would be one to trust to a point.

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Morning sunlight drifts down over her bed. They were letting her leave today. Her wound was healed enough to let her out and about and back to work. Having been up at 05:00, she was ready to go just as soon as they would let her, which was, unfortunately, 07:00 and she had another half an hour to go still.

Terry Yuy sat in a chair against the wall, fully dressed and in her Preventers uniform. It happened to be one her friend Gren had brought in the other day. He knew she was going as soon as they'd let her. He was supposed to be here to pick her up and accompany her back to her apartment located in the L1 headquarters. Orders sent down from the great Une no less. She smiled at that. Lady Une had changed over the years. She understood things a hell of a lot better.

A knock on the door frame brought her back to the real world. She looked over to see Gren in the doorway.

"Ready?" He asked, smile in place.

"Ya think?!" After standing, Terry walks over to the door and out as fast as she can, taking one last look at the room before she was gone from it.

END

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ANI: IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!!!

ME: Uhehehehehe ^^; Gomen Nasai. I had a writers block and such, but I finished it.

NEKO-YASHA: What?! No cliffhanger?! O_O

RELISH: Don't even tempt her with that, Neko!

NEKO: T.T But but. . .

RELISH, ANI, DUO-CHAN: NOT ONE MORE WORD!

NEKO: Ok U.U;

ME: Well, anyway. ; It's done. I'll be working on the actual fic now and the first chapter will be put back up soon after I make some modifications. Until then, ja ne!