Chapter Four: Shell forgotten; With its memories. New chapter- sorry it took so long. I'm not very good at consistently updating, now am I? Sawry. Song this time's Bother by Stone Sour. Great song. Really, it is.
Usagi hummed to herself as she flew over peaceful waters. She didn't much care about being seen; though she had received some odd looks from the cruise ship she had passed a couple of hours ago. Apparently, ordinary humans were not used to flying people, even with the wars. What is the difference between flying robots and flying humans?
Humans confused her. She had once lived- and thrived- among them, but now, centuries later, they only served to amazed her. The advances they had made, through society and technology, were offset by the growing number of humans, and all the complications that such large numbers entailed. The wars had reshaped humans, and she suspected that only one who had seen the differences evolve who connect the two very different parts of history.
But, of course, some things would always remain the same. Take animals, for example. Usagi drifted closer to the water, dipping her hand in the cool liquid. Dolphins tried to keep up with this new curiosity, and she slowed down to watch them. They are just like children, she thought with a smile. She hadn't been around children for a long time, she reflected. But after Chibi-usa's death, the idea of more children soured. After her daughter died, a lot of things had soured. Especially humans.
Usagi remembered that day very well. Chibi-Usa had been ready to take the throne of the Earth and Moon, ready to take over her mother's duties. But even as the crown was laid on her head, snipers had filled the beautiful hall that served for a throne room with deadly arrows. Usagi's senshi had been unharmed, but Chibi-Usa's four protectors, the Amazon Quartet, had been unable to avoid them. They had died ringed around Chibi-Usa, but still more arrows had come. (Wish I was too dead to cry)
"Enough," Usagi told herself. She would not wallow in the past, not now. She had something that was far more interesting to occupy her now. (but once I hold on; I won't let go 'til it bleeds)
It appeared that the Earth had produced modern versions of the legendary senshis to protect itself.
An interesting thought.
"Does anyone else feel a sense of déja vu?" Duo asked, as he flopped down on a conveniently placed bed. They had another mission, and once again it seemed to involve staying at a school.
Hiiro and Trowa merely ignored his question; Wufei shook his head and muttered a quiet "baka"; and Quatre smiled. "Yes, it seems that the doctors enjoy sending us to school," the blonde replied, going to one of the rooms, and dropping off what little luggage he had.
Hiiro went to the desk in his and Duo's room, and logged on to his e-mails. He read it silently, then logged onto the school's network, and registered the five gundam pilots, without bothering the school's administrative staff, of course. He printed their schedules, and shut down the laptop.
He handed them out, still ignoring Duo's complaints. "We start here tomorrow. The base is close by, but we wait for more instructions."
Duo sighed. "At least the crazy stalker isn't here," he muttered. Inwardly, Hiiro agreed. Ririna Peacecraft had a habit of following him, and he truly would have felt sorry if he were forced to kill her. The world's advocate for peace was somewhat important.
The next morning, after Duo had been roused from bed by a reluctant Wufei (who had gotten pelted in the head with an innocent alarm clock), the five started classes. As innocent as that seemed, things have a tendency to pop up just when most inconvenient. Murphy's Law has a wonderful time with the five young men. A truly wonderful time.
And you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds
Usagi growled as she stood before an empty warehouse. She had taken her time getting to it, figuring that she would still beat the five to their gundams, but apparently they had had a longer head start then she had known. There was no trace that anything other then piles of wood had ever been stored here. She contemplated the chance that she had gone to the wrong site, but she didn't think so. She moved away from the buildings, still slightly angry at this turn of events. These men were better at evasion then she been led to believe.
Once again she called to the spirits of the air, and once again the image of a man could be seen faintly. They showed where the metal gundams were, tracking the feel of dark metal. Why the spirits called the metal dark, Usagi could only guess.
Large wings grew from her back, and she continued on her self-imposed quest, though now she was slightly less, ah, cheerful about it. (I wish I had a reason)
Usagi finally tracked down her quarry, not far from where the five gundams were now being hid. The (surprise, surprise) warehouse was abandoned, and not far from a boarding school. Deciding that using magic now would cause more annoyances then shortcuts, she decided to just try searching manually. (I'll keep slipping farther) Her guesswork had improved quite a bit since she had first taken the mantle of Sailor Moon (the centuries she'd had to practice hadn't hurt, either).
The receptionist was quite friendly to Usagi, and told her that five boys did, indeed, just enroll in the whitewall Academy of Learning. The nice woman gave Usagi their room number and class schedules. Very helpful. Just not for these men, is all, she thought to herself, highly amused.
Usagi let herself in, not wanting to trouble them with knocking. She came in just as a familiar voice whined "Who cares about history? I don't want to study myths!" in a very loud voice.
"Shut-up, baka!" an irritated voice yelled at Duo, "Some of us are actually doing the work, you know!"
"So what, Wufie? It's not as if our marks actually count. We will be gone long before a test or exam."
"That does not excuse you from it! It is required, so do it and shut-up, damnit!" Wufei must have been exceedingly fed up with Duo by now, Usagi mused.
There wasn't anyone in the living-type room she had entered into, so no one knew she there yet. Perfect. Usagi loved surprises.
Well, Usagi catches up with the Gundam Pilots. What fun! Or, not. Anyways, about the voting for couples thing, if you really want to, go ahead. If enough people vote, then I'll try and incorporate them in, but if not, I won't.
12/8/02 – 15:02
