Twist of Fate
Chapter 11
By: Kiana Darkk

AN: Finally the plot is starting to move along! After so long! God, yes! Soon, soon you will see the method to my madness. Soon you will understand. MWAHAHAHA!

Disclaimer: Usual ones apply.


*Immortal's Hotel-- Makoto's POV*

Hotaru's cell phone began ringing the instant we set foot inside of the hotel room, so she clicked the talk button, and walked off into her room.

Daea, who seemed exhausted, flopped on the couch and curled up to sleep. I decided this was the best idea and went into my room to take a nap. However I could not sleep. I kept thinking about Trowa, the man with the mysterious emerald eyes. I thought of earlier today, when we'd left to go get the volleyball together.

We'd walked the whole way in silence, but I knew he was there. He moved in this well of his own power, like he knew he could do anything. It left me with goosebumps despite the hot weather. We got to the storage area, and I grabbed a ball.

I went to grab the scoreboard at the same time he did. Our hands touched, and it was like I'd been put under a spell. Slowly, I looked up, not because I was dreading it, but because that small action seemed to take an immense amount of energy.

I looked up into his green, green eyes and fell into them again. It was like being lost in the Amazon, all filled with bright, tropical shades of the same color. Before I knew, my mouth was attached to his and softly, so softly, he kissed me. Or I kissed him. One of the two. I couldn't quite remember. It was wonderful, glorious, beautiful. And right! Oh, so right. I felt like I had found a part of me that I hadn't known had been missing.

He pulled away and gazed down at me. I blinked, and suddenly remembered who I was and what I was doing. I stepped back so suddenly I almost fell, and would have had Trowa not caught my hand. He kept me from falling, and held on until I was steady on my feet. I cleared my throat and said, "Okay...We should get back now."

I was walking away before I knew it, and felt Trowa following behind me. Again, his presence was tangible, a thing that danced along my skin and vibrated with energy. I shook my head and hurried on.

Now here I sit, obsessing over someone I've met a total of twice. No, Makoto! Bad self! You're not supposed to like the enemy! Sometimes I really hate my hormones. They look to be hormoney around people they shouldn't. Eventually, I worried myself into a state of dormancy.

*Hotaru's POV*

The phone rang and I walked off while answering it. "Hello?"

"Hotaru."

"Isis."

"What is going on?"

"The Preventers found us."

"I know. My informant told me." I could envision her tapping her nails on her knee impatiently, the only nervous habit she had.

"We have a window until tomorrow morning. Then they'll be back on our cases."

"I'll send a chopper for you immediately."

"Wait, Isis! Um...we have to go out to dinner tonight. At seven."

"How long will this take?"

"Um...an hour and a half, maybe."

"Okay, that's perfect. Where will you be dining?"

"Um...I was thinking some place expensive."

She was quiet for a moment, thinking. "Alright, Sydney has this restaurant called the Blue Moon. It's on top of the Odyssey Hotel, near the center of town. It's a rotating restaurant."

I could tell that she was planning in her head. "Get your stuff together and my men will pick it up before they come get you. They'll fly by, and just be prepared to blow up a window and jump."

"You love your aeronautics, don't you?"

"Always," She said, and I knew she was smiling.

"Alright then. We'll have our stuff packed and ready to go. See ya, Isis."

She hung up without saying good-bye, and I clicked off the phone.

Walking out into the living room, I discovered that Daea was the only one out there. She was lying on the couch watching some game show. I plopped down on the ground, and she looked at me. "So what's up?"

"We need to pack," I answered without looking at her. Her eyebrows drew down in a frown, but she nodded in confirmation. "I'll let Makoto know."

"Alright, then I'm going to take a shower. I smell like shit."

She looked at me incredulously. "No way! I would've never guessed!" I rolled my eyes in response, and got up. Walking away, I called back over my shoulder, "By the way, Wufei's a great catch, although your taste surprises me!!"

"Shut up!" Echoed down the hallway after me. I chuckled to myself, and went about picking an outfit. Finally I found something acceptable, and went about showering. The hot water felt good on my aching muscles, but it hurt whenever it hit the scratches that I got from diving so much in the sand. Upon getting out, I spread a teensy bit of Neosporin into each individual scratch, then dried my hair.

Why did I dry my hair before getting dressed? I don't know! It's this thing I have. Everybody's got their own little quirks. Mine is I dry my hair before dressing so that my clothes don't get wet. That and I like Spanish flavored rice and hot dog bun sandwiches. Yes, so classy. Anyway, after that I put on well, underwear, yeah duh. Of course. And nylons.

A black skirt made of silk fell to my knees loosely and I put on a white silk blouse. Not just a plain blouse though. It was so stylish! I loved it! Okay, so I had bought it today when we were shopping! The sleeves were short, coming only to the bottom of my biceps, with a slit that went up to the shoulder seam. The front of it hung in two pieces, tied like you would a ballet skirt. Daea had originally noticed it, but then decided it was not her style. (Her boobs were too big; she was afraid they'd fall out.) Low-heeled, black shoes with a strap to keep my foot from sliding out in the back completed the outfit.

I put a small rhinestone clip in my hair, and left it alone basically. I thought about make-up, then decided for the 'natural' look. Just a little bit of base, blush, and powder. Dark brown eyeliner around the whole eye, black mascara, and light pinkish brown lipstick called, 'Faery Cave.' After a moment of debate, I put on a quick topcoat for my nails, and left it as is.

Walking out of the bathroom, I discovered that Daea was no longer in the living room, so I knocked on Makoto's door. "Come in!" Someone called. I opened the door, and there was Makoto, laying out her clothes for her shower, and Daea, packing up the last of her things. At least she'd took my order to heart, I thought.

"Listen up, tonight once dinner is over, Isis' helicopter is going to be coming for us at the Blue Moon restaurant. We will proceed to crack a window, and take our leave."

"How are we going to do that with no equipment? The Preventers will most definitely check us for weapons first." Good point, Daea.

"Hm. Before it's time to go, I'll make sure I get the necessary supplies together, and hide them in the bathroom of the restaurant." I had an even better idea, "I'll go while you guys are getting ready."

"Alright, just make sure you take with you a communicator. And take one of the back exits," Makoto made me promise.

"Okay. You guys just hurry, and if anybody has any time, could they start packing my stuff for me?"

"Sure, I will," Daea said easily. It struck me that she never thought twice about helping other people. She didn't belong in this line of work.

Makoto picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom, and Daea zippered up her three suitcases and threw them by the door. I walked into my room and went through the different gadgets we had with us and finally settled on a nice loaded derringer, just in case, and a few mild explosives about the of a fifty-cent piece. I packed them in a small box, and grabbed a roll of duct tape too. I shoved this all in a messenger bag, and began to leave. As an afterthought I shoved my cell phone in the bag too, and then finally left.

I used the south exit, and instead of taking our car, grabbed a taxi. The total came to 37.98, but who cares? I had figured long ago that I was being tailed, and it took me awhile to lose him without seeming too suspicious. Eventually it got me where I needed to go. I walked inside and rode the elevator all the way up to the top floor. The restaurant was this beautiful rotating-thing, and I saw the restroom signs once I got out and headed there.

The women's room was pretty much deserted and I snuck into the third stall, and lifted up the cover to the tank. Flipping it over, I taped the box to it securely, and put the cover back on. I flushed the toilet just in case anyone was listening, washed my hands, and walked up to the maitre 'd.

"Hello," He said to me.

"Hi. I'd like to make a reservation for tonight."

"Hm-" He took out a pen and flipped open the reservation book. "What time?"

"7:15."

"Lucky for you, we do have an opening then." He looked up and smiled at me like it was funny, but I wasn't smiling back. "Name please?"

"Faris."

"How many?"

"Seven."

"Alright, you're all set. We'll see you tonight."

"Thank you," I said and walked away, back into the elevator, and took another taxi back to the hotel. I made it go in the east entrance this time, because I was betting that my tail had either assumed I'd use the north or the south.

Getting back up in the room I discovered everyone dressed and ready, and all of my things packed and ready by the door.

Makoto came out of the kitchen with a glass of wine in her hand. She shrugged at my inquiring look. "I figured we should finish it up, plus my guess is we're going to need it." She was wearing a corset dress of forest green velvet that came down to her ankles, and some kickin' stiletto heels.

I knew that Daea had helped with her make-up because left to her own devices Makoto was a kind of concealer and powder type of girl. Instead her eyes were outlined in a pale gold that made her eyes seem even greener, if that's possible. She was wearing light pink lipstick. Her hair was up, as usual, but instead of a ponytail it was in a bun with the ends of her hair trailing out.

"Wow, Mako, you look good. Don't forget though, you have to be able to jump out of a window and climb up a ladder."

She waved the hand not holding the stem of her wine glass. "Psht. I'll be fine."

Daea chose that moment to make her entrance.

Her white-as-snow hair was completely loose, falling down to mid-thigh, except for a small piece of it which she had somehow twisted so that it met the line of her bangs, and fell on her right side. She wore a red, flowey dress. It looked vaguely Marilyn Monroe-esqe, and then recognized it as the dress we had seen that morning on a mannequin. The top part of it split at the waistline and went up, tying in the back like a halter. It left the area between her breasts completely bare, and you knew she wasn't wearing a bra.

Also I wondered what exactly she was using to hold up her hose. I knew for a fact that she didn't like to wear nylons, but here she was, wearing them. I was betting they were thigh-highs, but you didn't just let them be loose like that. Finally I asked.

"Garters," She replied to my question. "Ah, I see. You are a very strange person, Daea," I told her.
"So everyone says, but I cannot for the life of me, figure out why," She said while smiling and rolling her eyes.

To top off the outfit she wore the red crystal necklace she always did, and a pair of plain, red high heels. She'd outlined her eyes in pitch black, and put in blue contacts that reminded me of the blue in flames, and also wore red lipstick to match the dress.

"Hey, we look good!" Makoto cried, and Daea and I both laughed. "Yeah, yeah, let's go before the boys have a spaz. It's almost seven."

The three of us went downstairs, and immediately Daea went to the magazine rack. Makoto sat and watched the news, and I people-watched. In my people-watchings, I spotted Duo, Trowa, and Wufei, my little albino's sweetie pie. (If she ever knew I thought that, she'd probably kill me, so don't tell her.)

They were all looking very yumilicious, and I wondered if they would be interested in having an orgy sometime. NO! No! I'm kidding! Haha! Joking! Get it? Understand?

Duo was wearing black pants with a pinstripe dress shirt, black tie, and a black suit jacket. Obviously, he'd thought about where we were going. He looked really good though, and I just wanted to jump up and glomp him! Eep. There was something wrong with me. Thing is, I didn't really think he'd mind either. He smiled at me when he saw me and waved. I waved back, although slightly less enthused.

Wufei was looking absolutely delicious too. He wore grey slacks with loafers, polished to a mirror sheen, a white shirt, ribbed in the front, with one of those banded collars that designers are trying to sell so that men don't have to wear ties anymore. A matching grey jacket covered it all, and topped off the stylish look. His hair was still back in that ponytail, and I wished for Daea's sake he'd have taken it out. I also noticed that his nose was fine. I guess it just got bloody from the impact, although there weren't any bruises or anything. I risked a glance at her, and was about to ask a question, until the magazine she'd been reading got smacked into my face. Oh well. I tried.

I looked at Trowa, who was looking equally good, and wondered how Makoto was fairing. I looked over at her, and noticed she was looking at him with slightly parted lips. A bit breathless, my dear? I wanted to ask it, I really did, but I didn't want her to get mad. So somehow I managed not to. Anyway, he wore khaki slacks, a plain white dress shirt, a green patterned tie, and a brown tweed jacket, which managed to not look bad on him. I was so proud! They could dress themselves!

"Aw," I burst out, "You look guys look so adorable!"

"Thank you," Wufei said calmly just before Duo interjected with, "Thanks, babe! Hey, so do you guys!"

"Where's Heero?" I asked, finally noticing the missing one.

"He had another mission to attend to," Trowa said in that smooth, calm way of his. Oooh. I could see what Mako saw in him. The voice...mm. Now do you see? There is something wrong with me! Is it mating season perhaps?

"Oh," I said, vaguely disappointed that I wouldn't get to gloat in his presence.

"Well then, we'd better get going," Daea said as she bounced up from her seat. I shook my head at her antics, and watched as she walked away on Wufei's arm. Makoto got up with the kind of grace that came from practice, not natural talent, and Trowa offered to escort her. That left me with Duo. He walked up to me and offered me a hand up, which I raised my eyebrow at, but took anyway. He helped me stand, then tucked my arm in the crook of his and walked off.

Outside, we found two taxis waiting, and the rest of our party. "So where exactly are we going tonight?" Wufei asked finally because nobody else seemed to be doing so. "The Blue Moon," Daea answered. "Where's that?" This was from Duo. "On top of the Odyssey," Makoto told him. "Oh."

"Alrighty, dibs on the private car," Daea said, tugging at Wufei's sleeve gently until he followed. "We'll meet you there!" She called over her shoulder, then they were off. After a few minutes of arguing, we came to the conclusion that Makoto would sit in front with the driver, and I would sit between the Duo and Trowa. Apparently, they thought I was more dangerous than I looked.

Upon arriving at the hotel, we rode the elevator in relative silence, except for Duo's occasional wise-cracks, and Daea's jokes, and the occasional bout of laughter. Alright, so it wasn't that silent. You happy now?! When we got to the top, I spoke to the maitre 'd about our table. It was already ready. We sat down, Makoto and Trowa with their backs to the window, in addition to Wufei. Daea sat across from him, and then Duo and I.

"Will your seventh party member be here soon?" The maitre 'd asked.

"No, he won't be showing today." Makoto replied with ease.

"Alright, here are your menus. Your server should be with you in a moment."

Instantly I tried to find the most expensive thing on the menu. Ew. Escargo. Yuck! I saw Makoto make a face and knew she had come across the same thing. Sure enough, the waitress was there already.

"Hi, my name is Tricia. Can I get anyone something to drink?"

"Yes," Daea spoke up, "I'd like a glass of Pinot Noir, please."

"Of course. Anything else?"

I decided to follow Daea's example and go for the wine. "A glass of white zinfandel."

"A bloody mary," Duo said next.

"A gin and tonic, please," Trowa asked after that.

"Hm. Let's see...I'd like a regular margarita." Makoto said with a smile.

"Just cranberry juice, for me," Wufei said.

"Alright, I'll have those right up for you." She said and clicked her pen so it was closed, then walked off to the bar.

"Oh, yes. That's a great idea," Wufei hissed, "Everyone imbibe alcohol on your mission."

Duo laughed and said, "Wu-man, you are too uptight." Trowa just shrugged like he didn't really care what Wufei thought.

Daea nodded her head enthusiastically and agreed with Duo. "You are too uptight, Wufei. Relax, have a drink. What could possibly happen?"

"What could possibly happen? You and your friends might try something."

She cocked her head to the side and asked, "Like what? Put the moves on you?" This comment made Wufei blush like mad, and I noted the slight smile of satisfaction on Daea's face. "Yeah, right," She ended with.

The waitress came back with our drinks and asked if we were ready to order. After a quick double-check, we decided, yes, we were. Things just went around the table, starting with me.

"I'd like a cup of french onion soup, and the 8 ounce tenderloin."

"That comes with a choice of soup or salad." I wanted to smack her for her blondness.

"Well, since I already ordered soup, I guess I'll have a salad."

"What kind of dressing would like with that?"

"Ranch, please."

Then it was Duo's turn, and he ordered the lobster tail.

"That also comes with soup or salad."

"Soup."

"We have french onion or potato and carrot."

"French onion."

"And you miss?" This was directed at Daea.

"I'd like an appetizer to start with."

"Okay."

"The scallops done filet mignon style."
"Mm-hm." This waitress was not being very helpful. I did not like her very much.

"And the angelhair pasta with shrimp."

"That also comes with soup or salad."

"Hm. Soup. Potato and carrot, please."

Next was Wufei, who ordered the most expensive thing on the menu without a second of hesitation. Ew. Escargo.

Then Makoto, who ordered an appetizer of coconut shrimp, and filet mignon. What an odd combination.

Trowa was last, and he just got a simple order of spaghetti.

All of us ended up getting a cup of soup, whether it be potato and carrot or french onion. What a weird thing. Guess we were all soup people. Strange, the things people have in common.

The food came and went, us talking all the while, and finally we decided to just have a bit of fun before desert. Daea had to go to the bathroom, which Wufei kindly escorted her to, while Duo and I danced.

*Daea's POV*

I had to be quick, I had to quick, I had to be quick. But not too quick, I amended. I went into the third stall, and lifted the lid. Quickly, I untaped the box, and put the derringer and the explosives into my purse, which by the way was totally cute. It was white, with little red and orange embroidered flowers, and big enough to hold everything.

After putting the lid back on and flushing the toilet, just in case anyone was listening, I grabbed the box and carefully made my way to the garbage where I threw it out. I washed my hands, then skedaddled out of there. Wufei was waiting where I'd left him, and escorted me back. All the while, aware of that damned purse and its contents, swinging, swinging, right in front of him. I expected him to see through the bag, catch the explosives, but he didn't. He just kept on walking.

*Makoto's POV*

While Hotaru and Duo were dancing, and Trowa was getting a refill on his drink, I sat very calmly at the table. To anyone, I would appear to be perfectly still, but underneath the table cloth my hands were working frantically. I opened the teensy little bag I'd carried with me, and searched inside for the small, small vial. Finally I found it and opened the cap.

Very carefully, and discreetly, I tapped just enough into Wufei's cranberry juice, then capped it back up and put it away. It dissolved instantly and was colorless, odorless, and tasteless, so nothing would give him a clue that it was in there. No, it was not poison.
Trowa came back and sat down. I expected him to think that something was wrong, but if he was, he didn't say anything.

Then Daea came back and give me a teensy wink. Nobody else would've noticed it, but I did. She had the stuff with her. Good.

The song ended and Duo and Hotaru came and sat down. Dessert came, and we ate happily. Mm. Tiramisu. That's the stuff! However, mine was better than this. As though to confirm my thoughts Hotaru spoke up, "Mako, this is good, but your tiramisu is so much better. What do you think the difference is?"

"The cappucino. I use cheap store-bought stuff. They get gourmet." I said as thought that should explain it, but it didn't really. Everybody thought gourmet was better than supermarket brand shit. Dessert was finished and another song was struck up. A nice, slow waltz, one of Hotaru's favorites and mine. After giving Trowa the puppy-dog eyes he finally agreed to dance with me.

A moment later I noticed Wufei leave the table, and Daea's company. You see, the drug I'd given him wasn't to kill him, but to make him have to pee.

*Daea's POV*

Wufei had left to go to the bathroom, and everybody else was distracted so now was the perfect time. I watched as the couples did their coupley thing, while I was actually getting out the explosives. I got up and switched to Wufei's seat, and reached down with my right hand, which held one explosive. I put it in the right corner of the big window, and it was barely noticeable.

Another one went in the left, and a few more up the side. Finished, I went back to my own seat, and waited for Wufei to get back. As I thought, he was back a few seconds later, but at that second I heard the steady rhythm of a helicopter beating the air, trying to stay above ground. I reached inside my purse, and hit the button on the teensy remote, and a millisecond later the glass cracked, shattered, and exploded outwards.

People inside screamed and chaos ensued. Hotaru pushed Duo away, and Makoto ran right out of Trowa's arms. Hotaru ran straight for the open window at top speed and hurled herself out without a moment of hesitation. She grabbed a hold of the ladder hanging off of the helicopter near the top, and began hauling herself up. Makoto followed after her in her long dress and high heels, and grabbed it near the top, instead of being forced to climb the ladder in her stilettos, the ladder started raising, and I knew it was being yanked up on a pulley system.

I stood up and looked at Wufei, who had also risen and was glaring at me angrily, and took a step towards him. "You betrayed us," He said with his teeth clenched. "No, we're just taking our window of opportunity." I took that final step and was right in front of him. "Sorry, 'Fei," I murmured, then rose up on my tiptoes, pressed my lips against his, and put a hand behind his head to keep him from moving.

After a second, I pulled away, kicked him in the shin, and ran, ran for all I was worth, and dove straight out of that window. The air sounded impossibly loud in my ears, and I grabbed the ladder, but since it had been raised, the rung I had clasped on to was the bottom one. There was nothing for me to put my feet up on for me to get enough leverage to climb up. Instead the ladder started winding up, and then I was being pulled inside, the door slammed shut, and I was left alone in the afterglow of my own daring.



AN: Alrighty, the dinner, two first kisses, and an escape! How much better can it get?! Well, I know it can get better, but you don't know that yet, so you'll have to wait... hahaha. Till next time, ja! And remember to review! ^_^