Chapter Five: The Return to the Arms of the One She Loves
The bright red lights flared up as Chase and Ares made their way down the corridor. The young woman turned a worried look toward the young man at her side. "Have they found us out?"
"No. Someone's here for you."
The ship rocked and the sounds of explosives going off sounded. Chase braced herself against the wall, and then continued on. She turned when she heard a voice behind her, but was sadly met by Victor's enraged gold eyes.
"You think I'd let you go that easily, Chase?" he hissed.
Chase leveled her gun at him, but another tremor through the ship through her aim off. She glared at him and he chuckled. His smile turned to a frown as he focused on Ares. "And to think I trusted you, boy."
"Your mistake."
The frown deepened as he focused on something behind Chase. "You know I'll kill him. Your husband, I mean, Ms. Yuy."
"Over my dead, rotting body," the pilot hissed. "Leave him alone." Chase turned as she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Heero."
"Konichi wa," he whispered. "Would you like to come back now? There's a little girl there that is very worried about you and your husband has nearly lost his mind now."
Chase smiled and hugged him.
"Touching. Really," Tyler muttered sarcastically. "But I'm afraid I won't just hand her over that easily, Yuy."
Heero took a step in front of his wife. "Can you trust him," he asked, nodding toward Ares.
"Hai. He's a captor turned friend," she replied.
"Then get out of here. Anna and Wufei are looking for you around the docking bay."
"And what about you?"
"I'll be covering your retreat. I'll catch up. Just go."
Ares took her wrist in his hand. "Chase-san, we need to go if we are to escape this."
"You better be back by the time we leave," Chase hissed at her husband.
Heero turned back to Tyler who stood waiting. The elder man smirked. "You have a very spirited wife, Yuy. I like that." He dodged as Heero through a punch, anger making him sloppy. "I want to break it. Break that spirit of hers."
Heero's eyes widened as a punch connected solidly with his ribs. He coughed, attempting to catch the breath fleeing from his lungs. He dropped to one knee and glared up.
"Giving up so quickly, Yuy? I thought you cared more about your dear Chase-chan," the golden-eyed man taunted.
Heero allowed a shadow of a smirk to cross his features as he drew his gun and rammed the butt of it across the older man's jaw in one quick motion, causing the elder man to stagger back. The Japanese man stood and leveled the gun.
"Leave here, boy," Tyler hissed. "We'll continue this some other time."
Heero started to press the trigger, but was stopped by the sound of soldiers' boots on the metal floors. He glared. "Another time then," he said as he disappeared out of site.
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Chase rushed to meet him as soon as he rounded the corner into the docking bay. Her arms wrapped around his neck and the scent of jasmine filled his nose once more. He held her close for a moment, and then pulled back. "We need to leave."
She nodded her understanding as she turned to her friends. The Gundams were waiting for their pilots. "Anna," the green eyed pilot called.
Ocean blue eyes turned towards the smaller woman. "Hai?"
"Do me a favor and take Lee-kun?"
Anna cocked her head slightly. "Lee-kun?" Her attention turned to the man she had briefly noticed accompany Chase as she had rounded the corner a few minutes before.
He smiled slightly, bowing his head. "Lee Ares, former Captain of this ship."
"Be thankful you said former, Sparky, or Wufei there might have killed you on the spot."
Ares turned, eyes widening slightly. He turned back to Chase with an uneasy look on his pale features. "Don't worry, kiddo," Anna continued. "You'll live. You're a friend of Chase's. You'll live."
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The trip back to the Pacific was more of a blur than anything to Chase Yuy. She remembered Marimaea greeting them as soon as they landed, but it was hazed over with exhaustion. She had not felt this sort of exhaustion in a good while. Not since before she had come to this world.
She felt Heero lead her to their room, an assurance from Trowa that he would take care of Lee Ares and get him adequate accommodations. Chase simply nodded and allowed her husband to lead her down the hall.
She crawled into a pair of sleeping clothes and into bed. She felt Heero slip under the covers next to her. "I hate to bring this up now, Chase-chan, demo."
"Go ahead."
"Why did you not tell me?"
Tired emerald eyes focused in on dark blue ones. "I didn't want you to treat him like you treat Ryuujin."
Heero sighed. "Chase-chan, there are reasons beyond that as to why I treat Ryuujin the way I do."
"But that is a factor. Please don't be cold to him. He's still my friend, and yours as well." She yawned. "And Heero? Please don't be cold to Ryu-kun."
Heero smiled and wrapped an arm around Chase's slender body. "Hai, to both, Chase-chan. Hai to both."
"Heero?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think this is a dream? Some sort of fantasy that one or both of us as made up in our heads and are living out? Some sort of desperate escape from reality?"
"I hope not."
"Doshite?"
"Because if it were a dream, I would not be able to wake."
"Doshite?"
Her husband smiled. "Because you would not be there if I woke."
Chase snuggled close. "Domo arigatou, Heero," she whispered. Sometimes she needed that extra reassurance. He always seemed to know when to give it to her.
Profile 05
Name: Chang Wufei Age: 21 Height: 5'11'' Weight: 156lbs Hair Colour: Black Eye Colour: Black Gundam: Altron Past: Studied to be a scholar until age fourteen when he was married. His wife died.
A/N: Poor Fei-kun. It's late and I don't feel like writing a profile. @_@ Anyway, sorry for the ultra short chapter. That's really unlike me, ne? And so is the short A/N, but I need to get this to Anna. It's late on Saturday night and I need to get up and go to church in the morning. *yawns* Anyhow, g'night... TBC
The bright red lights flared up as Chase and Ares made their way down the corridor. The young woman turned a worried look toward the young man at her side. "Have they found us out?"
"No. Someone's here for you."
The ship rocked and the sounds of explosives going off sounded. Chase braced herself against the wall, and then continued on. She turned when she heard a voice behind her, but was sadly met by Victor's enraged gold eyes.
"You think I'd let you go that easily, Chase?" he hissed.
Chase leveled her gun at him, but another tremor through the ship through her aim off. She glared at him and he chuckled. His smile turned to a frown as he focused on Ares. "And to think I trusted you, boy."
"Your mistake."
The frown deepened as he focused on something behind Chase. "You know I'll kill him. Your husband, I mean, Ms. Yuy."
"Over my dead, rotting body," the pilot hissed. "Leave him alone." Chase turned as she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Heero."
"Konichi wa," he whispered. "Would you like to come back now? There's a little girl there that is very worried about you and your husband has nearly lost his mind now."
Chase smiled and hugged him.
"Touching. Really," Tyler muttered sarcastically. "But I'm afraid I won't just hand her over that easily, Yuy."
Heero took a step in front of his wife. "Can you trust him," he asked, nodding toward Ares.
"Hai. He's a captor turned friend," she replied.
"Then get out of here. Anna and Wufei are looking for you around the docking bay."
"And what about you?"
"I'll be covering your retreat. I'll catch up. Just go."
Ares took her wrist in his hand. "Chase-san, we need to go if we are to escape this."
"You better be back by the time we leave," Chase hissed at her husband.
Heero turned back to Tyler who stood waiting. The elder man smirked. "You have a very spirited wife, Yuy. I like that." He dodged as Heero through a punch, anger making him sloppy. "I want to break it. Break that spirit of hers."
Heero's eyes widened as a punch connected solidly with his ribs. He coughed, attempting to catch the breath fleeing from his lungs. He dropped to one knee and glared up.
"Giving up so quickly, Yuy? I thought you cared more about your dear Chase-chan," the golden-eyed man taunted.
Heero allowed a shadow of a smirk to cross his features as he drew his gun and rammed the butt of it across the older man's jaw in one quick motion, causing the elder man to stagger back. The Japanese man stood and leveled the gun.
"Leave here, boy," Tyler hissed. "We'll continue this some other time."
Heero started to press the trigger, but was stopped by the sound of soldiers' boots on the metal floors. He glared. "Another time then," he said as he disappeared out of site.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chase rushed to meet him as soon as he rounded the corner into the docking bay. Her arms wrapped around his neck and the scent of jasmine filled his nose once more. He held her close for a moment, and then pulled back. "We need to leave."
She nodded her understanding as she turned to her friends. The Gundams were waiting for their pilots. "Anna," the green eyed pilot called.
Ocean blue eyes turned towards the smaller woman. "Hai?"
"Do me a favor and take Lee-kun?"
Anna cocked her head slightly. "Lee-kun?" Her attention turned to the man she had briefly noticed accompany Chase as she had rounded the corner a few minutes before.
He smiled slightly, bowing his head. "Lee Ares, former Captain of this ship."
"Be thankful you said former, Sparky, or Wufei there might have killed you on the spot."
Ares turned, eyes widening slightly. He turned back to Chase with an uneasy look on his pale features. "Don't worry, kiddo," Anna continued. "You'll live. You're a friend of Chase's. You'll live."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The trip back to the Pacific was more of a blur than anything to Chase Yuy. She remembered Marimaea greeting them as soon as they landed, but it was hazed over with exhaustion. She had not felt this sort of exhaustion in a good while. Not since before she had come to this world.
She felt Heero lead her to their room, an assurance from Trowa that he would take care of Lee Ares and get him adequate accommodations. Chase simply nodded and allowed her husband to lead her down the hall.
She crawled into a pair of sleeping clothes and into bed. She felt Heero slip under the covers next to her. "I hate to bring this up now, Chase-chan, demo."
"Go ahead."
"Why did you not tell me?"
Tired emerald eyes focused in on dark blue ones. "I didn't want you to treat him like you treat Ryuujin."
Heero sighed. "Chase-chan, there are reasons beyond that as to why I treat Ryuujin the way I do."
"But that is a factor. Please don't be cold to him. He's still my friend, and yours as well." She yawned. "And Heero? Please don't be cold to Ryu-kun."
Heero smiled and wrapped an arm around Chase's slender body. "Hai, to both, Chase-chan. Hai to both."
"Heero?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think this is a dream? Some sort of fantasy that one or both of us as made up in our heads and are living out? Some sort of desperate escape from reality?"
"I hope not."
"Doshite?"
"Because if it were a dream, I would not be able to wake."
"Doshite?"
Her husband smiled. "Because you would not be there if I woke."
Chase snuggled close. "Domo arigatou, Heero," she whispered. Sometimes she needed that extra reassurance. He always seemed to know when to give it to her.
Profile 05
Name: Chang Wufei Age: 21 Height: 5'11'' Weight: 156lbs Hair Colour: Black Eye Colour: Black Gundam: Altron Past: Studied to be a scholar until age fourteen when he was married. His wife died.
A/N: Poor Fei-kun. It's late and I don't feel like writing a profile. @_@ Anyway, sorry for the ultra short chapter. That's really unlike me, ne? And so is the short A/N, but I need to get this to Anna. It's late on Saturday night and I need to get up and go to church in the morning. *yawns* Anyhow, g'night... TBC
