Thunder Wing
Author: ~Heartless Spirit~ (aka dragonsbane013)
Disclaimer: I don't own SM or GW.
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AN: Hey my faithful readers! How ya been? Just to tell ya, I can crank out
2 or 3 chaptersz per weekend! lol. BTW THERE ARE MORE SWORDFIGHTS
YOU PPL SUPRISED ME! 13 reviews! 0.0 I'll have at least 3 more chapters
by sunday, k?
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Thunder Wing: Mission 3-Being Distraught
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Makoto put her communicator into her back pocket. She turned to her engineers.
"Tell the other engineers to get out of the way and into their quarters. I
have a mission and I need to blow off some steam. Got it?" Makoto's
emotionless expression shook Haruka and Michiru up a bit, but they nodded.
"Hai. Right away." Haruka and Michiru began to run to the back of the hangar.
[Kisama.] Makoto thought as she jumped into Thunder Wing's cockpit.
She typed in a command and blasted off towards the Rommefeller controlled base,
not bothering to but Thunder Wing on stealth mode. [Like I care if those
guys wake up from their beauty sleep.]
Heero looked out the window as he turned off his laptop. [My communicator
beeped. I'm supposed to be on a mission. Why did Doctor J call it off?]
The Perfect Soldier opened the blinds to see what created that large noise
from outside. It sounded like an engine.
Suddenly, the mansion began to shake as a shockwave of noise erupted the
quiet of the Winner Estate. Heero grunted as he ran down the stairs and
burst out of the front door. He gasped as he watched Thunder Wing as it
sped off towards the base quite a few miles from the estate. "Kuso. I
knew there was a mission." He ran back into the house and slammed open
the door to Duo's bedroom. Duo stirred as he heard his door crash onto
the ground and Heero shook him up. "Duo! We have a mission."
"At this hour?" Duo sleepily stood up and put on his shirt. He yawned.
Heero glared at the braided pilot.
"Fine, fine, Heero. Jeez."
Heero nodded as he went to wake up the others.
(Place Change: Rommefeller Mobil Doll Creation Facility; 2:34:52AM)
Makoto used Thunder Wing's lightning staff(or rod, whatever) to blast
the mobil dolls to oblivion. [Jeez. Rommefeller's making more mobil
suits by the second.] She used the buster rifle hidden in the back
of Thunder Wing to destroy the rest of the mobil army. Makoto
wiped the sweat off her forehead, which was drenched. "Finally.
Now I gotta go back to the base and catch some sleep." Makoto typed
in a code and blasted back towards Thunder Wing's hangar. [That fight
was easier than I thought.]
Deathscythe Hell, Shenlong Nataku, Wing Zero, Sandrock, and Heavyarms
stood atop the rubble of the mobil dolls.
Duo stared. "You mean to tell me, Duo Maxwell, that chick destroyed
a whole army of MOBIL DOLLS? That's just plain insane."
"You shouldn't be suprised at what Makoto can do, Maxwell. She's quite
the formidable opponent." Wufei remarked as he looked at the vid-screen.
Duo eyed Wufei's face on his vid-screen. "Hey wait a sec. Did you just
stick up for a woman?! Whoa. Go Wu-man!"
"She's an old friend, that's all, MAXWELL." Wufei grunted.
"Or is she more than a friend?" Duo teased.
"She's only a friend, kisama. Nothing more, nothing less." Wufei said.
Quatre stared. "That's a little harsh, don't you think, Wufei?"
"No."
Heero watched them bicker through his vid-screen. [How did we get to
this subject?] Heero crossed his arms. [This subject's getting on my
nerves.]
Trowa sighed as he sipped his hot chocolate in the Heavyarms cockpit.
"Let me ask you a question, Wufei." He put the mug down.
"What now?" Wufei asked with an aggravated tone.
"How did you and Ms. Kino know each other?" Trowa replied with his own
question.
Wufei sighed. "We met when we were nine years old. Her parents died in
an explosion during a war and my family took her in. My father taught
her martial arts, my mother taught her recipes, and we played together
after chores, mostly in my father's dojo." Wufei became distraught
over something. [She must be upset about what happened before she disappeared.]
Involuntarily, Heero's eye began to twitch.
"Hey Wufei, you okay?" Quatre asked worriedly as he saw Wufei's aggravated
expression turn into a sad one.
Wufei typed in a command. "I'm fine. I'm going back to the mansion."
Nataku walked back towards the hanger where the Magunacs stored the
Gundams. After a few minutes of silence, the others followed.
(Time Change: Peacecraft Academy; 8:30AM)
Makoto sighed as made her way to her seat. [The other pilots are staring
at me. I understand that they see me as an outsider, but why are they
deliberately staring at me?] She sat down. Duo whispered. "Did you
destroy those mobil dolls yourself or with help?"
Makoto reluctantly whispered back. "Of course by myself. What do you think?
Another pilot helped me?"
"Was there?"
"No!"
"Man you have a hot temper."
Makoto glared at him. "So what if I do? At least I'm not stupid."
"Hey! Are you calling me stupid?"
"Yes." Makoto said.
"I'll get you for that."
"I don't think you will." Makoto reached for her textbook, prepared to hit
Duo on his braided head.
As class began, Ms. Tokugawa talked about the faultlines of Earth (different
class from the last chapter). A knock on the door made Ms. Tokugawa
cease her lesson momentarily. "Good morning, Mr. Peacecraft. What brings
you here?"
Milliardo Peacecraft entered the room, recieving quite a few excited
whispers. "Good morning. I've come here to see Ms. Kino, if you don't mind."
Milliardo looked towards Makoto. "Please follow me." He left the room.
Makoto stood up and walked out.
Ms. Tokugawa cleared her throat. "If I may continue, the faultlines of-"
Wufei stared at the door. [What is going on?] The Chinese pilot crossed his
arms as Ms. Tokugawa continued with her lesson. His dark eyes grew
worried.
[What does Milliardo Peacecraft want from Makoto?] Heero narrowed his eyes.
He looked forward. [If he does anything I'll..]
Meanwhile Makoto caught up to the blond count and asked,"What did you call
me out of class for?"
"I wanted to meet you, Ms. Kino. You're a very impressive pilot, if I may
say." Milliardo smiled.
"Thank you. You can call me Makoto. But I see there's another reason why you
called me out." Makoto looked forward as they stepped in front of an office.
"Why, yes there is, Makoto. I want my sister, Relena, to meet you as well."
Milliardo opened the door to reveal Miss Relena Peacecraft, the headmaster
of Peacecraft Academy. Makoto sighed in disgust under her breath.
Relena curtsied. "Nice to finally meet you, Ms. Kino."
Makoto crossed her arms. "Hello, Ms. Peacecraft. What did you call me out
of my class for?"
"Sit down, Ms. Kino. I would like to talk with you for a second."
Makoto sat down on the rosy pink couch in front of Relena. "Well?"
[She's impatient.] Relena grinned. "You notice you act like my darling
Heero, Ms. Kino?"
"Oh? Haven't noticed, your 'excellency'." Makoto grinned mockingly.
"You dare mock me, Ms. Makoto Kino?"
"I have no respect for you, if that's what you mean."
Milliardo watched silently as Makoto continued to push Relena's temper
to the edge. [She doesn't seem to like Relena. Well, not that I'm suprised.]
"Ms. Kino," Relena cleared her throat. "You may have noticed that there
have been a few battles within the Sanq Kingdom, and you are a Gundam pilot
so you fight in these battles."
"Well, ya, I would rather know if there were battles if I fought in them."
Makoto closed her eyes. [How egotistical can this baka get?!] Makoto's
eye began to twitch. Milliardo held back from laughing.
Relena walked closer to Makoto and looked her straight in the eye. "I must
tell you that I am the sovreign of Earth, and I am your superior. Do you
understand?"
Makoto grinned. "Sure I do, your royal highness." [Sovreign my butt. She's
just a class A b&^#@.] Makoto stood up. "Now if you excuse me, its
time for my fencing class." With that, Makoto opened the oak doors and
walked towards the gymnasium.
Milliardo smiled. "I take it she doesn't like you, Relena."
"Ha. Brother, everyone likes me. Don't say that." Relena walked out the
door, her nose held high.
(Time Change: Fencing Class; 8:45AM)
Makoto walked into the gymnasium with her fencing gear. She was already
dress in her white fencing suit. [Just in time.]
The instructor motioned Makoto to his side. "Makoto Kino, your application
says you have had experience with swords and fighting. If you do not mind,
could you show the class your skills by dueling with Heero Yuy."
Makoto looked at Heero Yuy, who was standing with the other pilots in the
back. Heero nodded and walked over. "Sure." Makoto grinned and put on her
fencing mask. Heero and Makoto then faced each other.
Heero looked at the duelist in front of him. "You sure you want to go against
me?"
Makoto grinned mercilessly. "Who ever said I didn't want to?"
Makoto charged and began to attempt stabbing Heero. Heero dodged effortlessly,
but nearly got stabbed once or twice. Duo stared. "Whoa. Makoto's on the
offensive."
Wufei grinned as the two fought on. "Of course. Heero doesn't stand a chance
with Makoto when it comes to fencing." Duo stared at Wufei suprisingly.
"I'm starting to have a hunch you like her, Wu-man." Duo smiled.
"I do not!"
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
Heero backflipped as Makoto nearly slashed through his sabre (one type of
fencing sword, btw). "You're evading me, Heero."
Heero grunted as he slashed back, and nearly 'stabbed' her stomach if
she wasn't to quick to block with her own attack.
Makoto front flipped as Heero's sabre reached the plastic covering on
her mask and landed right in front of Heero, their masks only a few
millimeters apart. "You're good, Heero." The tip of Makoto's sabre touched
Heero's stomach. "But you lose."
Heero grunted as he admit defeat and stepped back. The teacher clapped.
"Very good, Makoto. Very good. Excellent." The teacher patted Makoto's
back as she took off her mask, her chestnut brown hair waving around
like a flower in the autumn wind. "You won very quickly."
Heero glared at Makoto as she glared back.
The teacher smiled and turned to the rest of the class. "Now each of you
form into groups of six and have your own fencing matches. Go on now."
Heero walked over to Makoto. "Come on, the others are waiting for us."
Makoto was suprised, but followed Heero to the other pilots.
The six Gundam pilots chose a corner of the gymnasium to have their matches.
Wufei turned to Makoto. "Want to go against me first?"
"Sure. Maybe this time I can get you back for what you did to my arm."
Trowa sighed. "They're at it again."
"Aww man. I have a feeling a person's gonna lose blood again." Duo groaned
as he covered his eyes.
Heero eyed Makoto's face as she grinned at Wufei's challenge. [What I don't
get is, why does Makoto seem to have a grudge against Wufei?]
Makoto laughed. "I will win, Wufei, count on it."
Wufei raised his sabre. "Ready?"
Makoto nodded. "Ready."
Quatre raised his hand. "Begin!"
Makoto grunted as she and Wufei's sabres clashed. Wufei broke off and
cut the fabric on Makoto's forearm. Duo sighed. "I can see the blood comin'."
"I doubt it." Heero looked on as the brunette backflipped and avoided a
cut from Wufei's sabre.
"Why?" Trowa asked.
"Makoto is faster than Wufei. And I do not think that the sabres can be
sharp enough to draw blood."
"Good point." Quatre chuckled. "At least no one will get hurt."
Wufei groaned as the two sabres clashed. [She's stronger than last time.]
Makoto grinned as she pushed her sword forward and barely missed Wufei's
shoulder. "Darn. I missed." Makoto sighed as she turned around to block
Wufei's strike. Wufei, seeing a small opening to attack, raised his
sword and swiped it to the left of him. Suprised by that sudden movement,
Makoto frontflipped to avoid getting cut again, although Wufei would have won
if she didn't. Wufei grunted as he watched Makoto land gracefully behind him.
"I won't lose this time." Makoto said mercilessly as she 'stabbed' Wufei
on the small of his back. "I win, Wufei." Makoto laughed. "I finally beat you."
Makoto sighed as she removed the sword from his back and put it on the
ground beside Trowa. Wufei turned around and sighed. "Alright, so you beat
me. I'll win next time. Who wants to go next?"
As Trowa and Heero began to duel, Makoto, Wufei, Duo, and Quatre stood on the
sidelines. Quatre turned to the brunette teenager. "Ms. Kino?"
Makoto turned to the Arab. "Just call me Makoto, Quatre. What's up?"
"Okay, Makoto. Well, I was wondering if you'd like to come over for tea at
our house after school."
Makoto stared. "Uh, sure. I'd like that a lot."
Quatre smiled. "Okay."
"Heero won the match, like he usually does." Duo sighed as he watched Heero
put the broad of his sabre on Trowa's neck.
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AN: Well, the title of this chapter didn't really fit, but OH WELL.
Just to tell you, when the pilots are in school they're in uniform. Do you
people remember the uniform that Heero wore when he went to Relena's school?
The navy jacket and pants and red vest and all that? That's what the boys'
uniform looks like. Same for the girls (What Relena wore when she went to that
school).
Email: dragonsbane013@hotmail.com
Author: ~Heartless Spirit~ (aka dragonsbane013)
Disclaimer: I don't own SM or GW.
=======
AN: Hey my faithful readers! How ya been? Just to tell ya, I can crank out
2 or 3 chaptersz per weekend! lol. BTW THERE ARE MORE SWORDFIGHTS
YOU PPL SUPRISED ME! 13 reviews! 0.0 I'll have at least 3 more chapters
by sunday, k?
=======
Thunder Wing: Mission 3-Being Distraught
=======
Makoto put her communicator into her back pocket. She turned to her engineers.
"Tell the other engineers to get out of the way and into their quarters. I
have a mission and I need to blow off some steam. Got it?" Makoto's
emotionless expression shook Haruka and Michiru up a bit, but they nodded.
"Hai. Right away." Haruka and Michiru began to run to the back of the hangar.
[Kisama.] Makoto thought as she jumped into Thunder Wing's cockpit.
She typed in a command and blasted off towards the Rommefeller controlled base,
not bothering to but Thunder Wing on stealth mode. [Like I care if those
guys wake up from their beauty sleep.]
Heero looked out the window as he turned off his laptop. [My communicator
beeped. I'm supposed to be on a mission. Why did Doctor J call it off?]
The Perfect Soldier opened the blinds to see what created that large noise
from outside. It sounded like an engine.
Suddenly, the mansion began to shake as a shockwave of noise erupted the
quiet of the Winner Estate. Heero grunted as he ran down the stairs and
burst out of the front door. He gasped as he watched Thunder Wing as it
sped off towards the base quite a few miles from the estate. "Kuso. I
knew there was a mission." He ran back into the house and slammed open
the door to Duo's bedroom. Duo stirred as he heard his door crash onto
the ground and Heero shook him up. "Duo! We have a mission."
"At this hour?" Duo sleepily stood up and put on his shirt. He yawned.
Heero glared at the braided pilot.
"Fine, fine, Heero. Jeez."
Heero nodded as he went to wake up the others.
(Place Change: Rommefeller Mobil Doll Creation Facility; 2:34:52AM)
Makoto used Thunder Wing's lightning staff(or rod, whatever) to blast
the mobil dolls to oblivion. [Jeez. Rommefeller's making more mobil
suits by the second.] She used the buster rifle hidden in the back
of Thunder Wing to destroy the rest of the mobil army. Makoto
wiped the sweat off her forehead, which was drenched. "Finally.
Now I gotta go back to the base and catch some sleep." Makoto typed
in a code and blasted back towards Thunder Wing's hangar. [That fight
was easier than I thought.]
Deathscythe Hell, Shenlong Nataku, Wing Zero, Sandrock, and Heavyarms
stood atop the rubble of the mobil dolls.
Duo stared. "You mean to tell me, Duo Maxwell, that chick destroyed
a whole army of MOBIL DOLLS? That's just plain insane."
"You shouldn't be suprised at what Makoto can do, Maxwell. She's quite
the formidable opponent." Wufei remarked as he looked at the vid-screen.
Duo eyed Wufei's face on his vid-screen. "Hey wait a sec. Did you just
stick up for a woman?! Whoa. Go Wu-man!"
"She's an old friend, that's all, MAXWELL." Wufei grunted.
"Or is she more than a friend?" Duo teased.
"She's only a friend, kisama. Nothing more, nothing less." Wufei said.
Quatre stared. "That's a little harsh, don't you think, Wufei?"
"No."
Heero watched them bicker through his vid-screen. [How did we get to
this subject?] Heero crossed his arms. [This subject's getting on my
nerves.]
Trowa sighed as he sipped his hot chocolate in the Heavyarms cockpit.
"Let me ask you a question, Wufei." He put the mug down.
"What now?" Wufei asked with an aggravated tone.
"How did you and Ms. Kino know each other?" Trowa replied with his own
question.
Wufei sighed. "We met when we were nine years old. Her parents died in
an explosion during a war and my family took her in. My father taught
her martial arts, my mother taught her recipes, and we played together
after chores, mostly in my father's dojo." Wufei became distraught
over something. [She must be upset about what happened before she disappeared.]
Involuntarily, Heero's eye began to twitch.
"Hey Wufei, you okay?" Quatre asked worriedly as he saw Wufei's aggravated
expression turn into a sad one.
Wufei typed in a command. "I'm fine. I'm going back to the mansion."
Nataku walked back towards the hanger where the Magunacs stored the
Gundams. After a few minutes of silence, the others followed.
(Time Change: Peacecraft Academy; 8:30AM)
Makoto sighed as made her way to her seat. [The other pilots are staring
at me. I understand that they see me as an outsider, but why are they
deliberately staring at me?] She sat down. Duo whispered. "Did you
destroy those mobil dolls yourself or with help?"
Makoto reluctantly whispered back. "Of course by myself. What do you think?
Another pilot helped me?"
"Was there?"
"No!"
"Man you have a hot temper."
Makoto glared at him. "So what if I do? At least I'm not stupid."
"Hey! Are you calling me stupid?"
"Yes." Makoto said.
"I'll get you for that."
"I don't think you will." Makoto reached for her textbook, prepared to hit
Duo on his braided head.
As class began, Ms. Tokugawa talked about the faultlines of Earth (different
class from the last chapter). A knock on the door made Ms. Tokugawa
cease her lesson momentarily. "Good morning, Mr. Peacecraft. What brings
you here?"
Milliardo Peacecraft entered the room, recieving quite a few excited
whispers. "Good morning. I've come here to see Ms. Kino, if you don't mind."
Milliardo looked towards Makoto. "Please follow me." He left the room.
Makoto stood up and walked out.
Ms. Tokugawa cleared her throat. "If I may continue, the faultlines of-"
Wufei stared at the door. [What is going on?] The Chinese pilot crossed his
arms as Ms. Tokugawa continued with her lesson. His dark eyes grew
worried.
[What does Milliardo Peacecraft want from Makoto?] Heero narrowed his eyes.
He looked forward. [If he does anything I'll..]
Meanwhile Makoto caught up to the blond count and asked,"What did you call
me out of class for?"
"I wanted to meet you, Ms. Kino. You're a very impressive pilot, if I may
say." Milliardo smiled.
"Thank you. You can call me Makoto. But I see there's another reason why you
called me out." Makoto looked forward as they stepped in front of an office.
"Why, yes there is, Makoto. I want my sister, Relena, to meet you as well."
Milliardo opened the door to reveal Miss Relena Peacecraft, the headmaster
of Peacecraft Academy. Makoto sighed in disgust under her breath.
Relena curtsied. "Nice to finally meet you, Ms. Kino."
Makoto crossed her arms. "Hello, Ms. Peacecraft. What did you call me out
of my class for?"
"Sit down, Ms. Kino. I would like to talk with you for a second."
Makoto sat down on the rosy pink couch in front of Relena. "Well?"
[She's impatient.] Relena grinned. "You notice you act like my darling
Heero, Ms. Kino?"
"Oh? Haven't noticed, your 'excellency'." Makoto grinned mockingly.
"You dare mock me, Ms. Makoto Kino?"
"I have no respect for you, if that's what you mean."
Milliardo watched silently as Makoto continued to push Relena's temper
to the edge. [She doesn't seem to like Relena. Well, not that I'm suprised.]
"Ms. Kino," Relena cleared her throat. "You may have noticed that there
have been a few battles within the Sanq Kingdom, and you are a Gundam pilot
so you fight in these battles."
"Well, ya, I would rather know if there were battles if I fought in them."
Makoto closed her eyes. [How egotistical can this baka get?!] Makoto's
eye began to twitch. Milliardo held back from laughing.
Relena walked closer to Makoto and looked her straight in the eye. "I must
tell you that I am the sovreign of Earth, and I am your superior. Do you
understand?"
Makoto grinned. "Sure I do, your royal highness." [Sovreign my butt. She's
just a class A b&^#@.] Makoto stood up. "Now if you excuse me, its
time for my fencing class." With that, Makoto opened the oak doors and
walked towards the gymnasium.
Milliardo smiled. "I take it she doesn't like you, Relena."
"Ha. Brother, everyone likes me. Don't say that." Relena walked out the
door, her nose held high.
(Time Change: Fencing Class; 8:45AM)
Makoto walked into the gymnasium with her fencing gear. She was already
dress in her white fencing suit. [Just in time.]
The instructor motioned Makoto to his side. "Makoto Kino, your application
says you have had experience with swords and fighting. If you do not mind,
could you show the class your skills by dueling with Heero Yuy."
Makoto looked at Heero Yuy, who was standing with the other pilots in the
back. Heero nodded and walked over. "Sure." Makoto grinned and put on her
fencing mask. Heero and Makoto then faced each other.
Heero looked at the duelist in front of him. "You sure you want to go against
me?"
Makoto grinned mercilessly. "Who ever said I didn't want to?"
Makoto charged and began to attempt stabbing Heero. Heero dodged effortlessly,
but nearly got stabbed once or twice. Duo stared. "Whoa. Makoto's on the
offensive."
Wufei grinned as the two fought on. "Of course. Heero doesn't stand a chance
with Makoto when it comes to fencing." Duo stared at Wufei suprisingly.
"I'm starting to have a hunch you like her, Wu-man." Duo smiled.
"I do not!"
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
Heero backflipped as Makoto nearly slashed through his sabre (one type of
fencing sword, btw). "You're evading me, Heero."
Heero grunted as he slashed back, and nearly 'stabbed' her stomach if
she wasn't to quick to block with her own attack.
Makoto front flipped as Heero's sabre reached the plastic covering on
her mask and landed right in front of Heero, their masks only a few
millimeters apart. "You're good, Heero." The tip of Makoto's sabre touched
Heero's stomach. "But you lose."
Heero grunted as he admit defeat and stepped back. The teacher clapped.
"Very good, Makoto. Very good. Excellent." The teacher patted Makoto's
back as she took off her mask, her chestnut brown hair waving around
like a flower in the autumn wind. "You won very quickly."
Heero glared at Makoto as she glared back.
The teacher smiled and turned to the rest of the class. "Now each of you
form into groups of six and have your own fencing matches. Go on now."
Heero walked over to Makoto. "Come on, the others are waiting for us."
Makoto was suprised, but followed Heero to the other pilots.
The six Gundam pilots chose a corner of the gymnasium to have their matches.
Wufei turned to Makoto. "Want to go against me first?"
"Sure. Maybe this time I can get you back for what you did to my arm."
Trowa sighed. "They're at it again."
"Aww man. I have a feeling a person's gonna lose blood again." Duo groaned
as he covered his eyes.
Heero eyed Makoto's face as she grinned at Wufei's challenge. [What I don't
get is, why does Makoto seem to have a grudge against Wufei?]
Makoto laughed. "I will win, Wufei, count on it."
Wufei raised his sabre. "Ready?"
Makoto nodded. "Ready."
Quatre raised his hand. "Begin!"
Makoto grunted as she and Wufei's sabres clashed. Wufei broke off and
cut the fabric on Makoto's forearm. Duo sighed. "I can see the blood comin'."
"I doubt it." Heero looked on as the brunette backflipped and avoided a
cut from Wufei's sabre.
"Why?" Trowa asked.
"Makoto is faster than Wufei. And I do not think that the sabres can be
sharp enough to draw blood."
"Good point." Quatre chuckled. "At least no one will get hurt."
Wufei groaned as the two sabres clashed. [She's stronger than last time.]
Makoto grinned as she pushed her sword forward and barely missed Wufei's
shoulder. "Darn. I missed." Makoto sighed as she turned around to block
Wufei's strike. Wufei, seeing a small opening to attack, raised his
sword and swiped it to the left of him. Suprised by that sudden movement,
Makoto frontflipped to avoid getting cut again, although Wufei would have won
if she didn't. Wufei grunted as he watched Makoto land gracefully behind him.
"I won't lose this time." Makoto said mercilessly as she 'stabbed' Wufei
on the small of his back. "I win, Wufei." Makoto laughed. "I finally beat you."
Makoto sighed as she removed the sword from his back and put it on the
ground beside Trowa. Wufei turned around and sighed. "Alright, so you beat
me. I'll win next time. Who wants to go next?"
As Trowa and Heero began to duel, Makoto, Wufei, Duo, and Quatre stood on the
sidelines. Quatre turned to the brunette teenager. "Ms. Kino?"
Makoto turned to the Arab. "Just call me Makoto, Quatre. What's up?"
"Okay, Makoto. Well, I was wondering if you'd like to come over for tea at
our house after school."
Makoto stared. "Uh, sure. I'd like that a lot."
Quatre smiled. "Okay."
"Heero won the match, like he usually does." Duo sighed as he watched Heero
put the broad of his sabre on Trowa's neck.
========
AN: Well, the title of this chapter didn't really fit, but OH WELL.
Just to tell you, when the pilots are in school they're in uniform. Do you
people remember the uniform that Heero wore when he went to Relena's school?
The navy jacket and pants and red vest and all that? That's what the boys'
uniform looks like. Same for the girls (What Relena wore when she went to that
school).
Email: dragonsbane013@hotmail.com
