Returning Home
By: Dal
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Chapter Three:
He watched worriedly as the woman in front of him mumbled something in her sleep and rolled around. She'd been like this all night, tossing and turning, and Hiiro was starting to get worried. Usagi usually didn't have nightmares, and she normally would have woken up by now. Carefully, he reached out and touched her shoulder lightly.
Instantly, she opened her eyes and stared up into the worried Prussian blue ones sitting in the chair next to the bed they usually shared. She was breathing heavily, and it took a minute for her to calm down.
"Daijobu ka?" He asked in a whisper.
She nodded slightly. "Hai, it was just a dream." She rubbed her temples. "Just a dream. Demo…" She cut off and sighed.
"But what?" He asked.
"It just seemed so… well real." Usagi said. "Like I was actually there."
Hiiro thought for a moment. "You think it was those senshi girls from earlier?" He finally asked.
She nodded. "I know it was. They were there, in the dream." She looked at the clock on the table across the room. Its red numbers glowed dimly in the darkness of the bedroom, showing her the time. "But forget it. We have a mission to do." She gestured to the clock.
"I know." Hiiro said. "That's why I woke you up. We need to get ready. We have a rendezvous with Trowa at one. He'll get us into the base, then we're on our own."
Usagi climbed out of the bed and went over to his chair. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You didn't get any sleep did you?" She asked. When he didn't reply, she sighed. "Hii-chan, you know it's not good for your health if you don't get enough sleep."
He shrugged. "I'll be fine." He said.
She shook her head. "Whatever." She grabbed the pair of shoes that she'd tossed by the door and slipped them on. She was already dressed in her usual clothing. Black stretch pants, blank tank tops, and gloves. Her long, silvery hair was braided down her back and tied with a rubber band.
Hiiro stood as well and waited for her to finish preparing. He watched her slip a gun into her waistband and a dagger into her boot. Then, she stood and nodded.
"I'm ready." She said. "Let's do this."
"Nothing." The priestess muttered. "I can't find her anywhere." She shook the string of beads in her hand and threw a handful of powder onto the sacred fire in front of her. The fire hissed and swelled, giving of a wave of intense heat. Not one of the four occupants of the room noticed.
"I found a piece of hair in Minako's car and I'm running a tracking program based on its DNA right now." The blue-haired genius announced. She looked into the screen of her small, blue computer as it beeped. "It found something."
The three other girls gathered around the screen. A tiny golden dot was moving on the screen.
"She's out somewhere, but she's still in the city." Ami said. She pointed to the screen. "This gold dot is her, and the blue dot is us. All we have to do is follow the signal and it will lead us right to her."
Makoto stood up. "Well, then. What are we waiting for?" She asked.
"That was perfect." Usagi said cheerfully as they ran across the field from the base. "Absolutely perfect. We didn't run into a single soldier, and they probably won't notice the files are gone until morning."
Hiiro shook his head and looked back at the towering black building. "Something isn't right." He said. "It was too perfect. What are the odds that not a single soldier would be on patrol in any of the hallways we used?"
Usagi's smile dropped. "True. Is it a trap?" She asked.
"I don't know." Hiiro shrugged. "If it is, we fell right into it." He stopped as they reached the safety of the trees that surrounded the base and set the stack of files down. "Let's just see what the hell's in these things, anyways."
Usagi bent over his shoulder and watched as he opened the first folder. Three glossy sheets fell out and she snagged one before it hit the ground. "It's a profile." She said. "A man named Chiba Mamoru."
Hiiro took the paper and read it. "He's a high ranking officer." He said. "And look who his superior officer is." He pointed to a name.
Her eyes widened. "Shingo?" She asked. Her voice hardened to a monotone. "If he's that high of a rank, than it would be best just to eliminate him."
People gasped behind them and the couple spun around in fear. The files were totally forgotten as they looked to see who had managed to sneak up on them.
"You!" Usagi hissed. Hiiro looked at the newcomers with one of his better glares. "How did you find me?"
The source of the gasps stepped out from the shadows to confront the two gundam pilots. Four girls stood there. The tallest one stepped forward. "Usagi, how can you talk about killing your own itouto like that?" She asked. "You can't do it!"
Hiiro rested a hand on Usagi's shoulder and nodded when she looked up. She nodded back and turned away from the scene, picking up the files and leaving the area. Once she was gone, Hiiro turned to look at them.
All four girls flinched as he turned his icy glare to each one in turn. "Leave her alone." He said, his voice cold and harder than stone. "Just leave her alone. She isn't one of your little Sailor Senshi group. She never was." He focused on Ami, who was following Usagi's movements on her computer. Quicker than the eye could follow, he pulled out his gun and shot one bullet straight through the machine. "We're leaving Tokyo later in the morning. None of you will follow us. If I ever see any of you again, I'll kill you without hesitation."
Minako jerked forward. "You don't understand." She said. "We need her power to fight."
Hiiro shook his head. "No, you obviously don't understand." He said. "Just leave her alone." He turned and left the shocked group behind him.
Ami dropped the destroyed computer to the ground with a groan. "We can't just give up." She said. "I mean, he's just human. He can't stop us."
Makoto nodded in agreement. "We need to get to Usagi, and he can't stop us." She glanced down at the broken computer. "Guns will only get him so far with us."
"What if she doesn't want to go?" Rei asked quietly. "What if, even after we restore all of her memories, she doesn't want to come with us? We used to be best friends, and I don't want to do anything that would ever hurt her."
Ami and Makoto looked down. "Yeah, she has a life here. Her husband obviously cares for her a lot and she has a chance of being happy during this life." Makoto said.
All three girls looked at Minako for the final decision. "We'll try to talk to her, to make her understand." She said. "If she decides not to join us, we can't stop her."
Usagi closed her eyes and felt Hiiro's hand slide around her waist. She felt safe here, in his arms. Nothing else mattered as long as she was with him. One tired eye looked up at his face. He was concentrating on driving down the narrow road, but managed to glance down at her and smile slightly.
The car jerked under her and her head shot up in alarm, her body suddenly fully awake and aware. One glance in the rear-view mirror told her two things. One- the back tire had been blown out and was now little more than scraps of rubber on metal. And number two- they were being closely followed by several very angry OZ soldiers. She felt Hiiro stiffen beside her and look ahead of her at the road. A blockade of soldiers and trucks was in front of them, closing off the road.
They were trapped.
"What should we do with them?" One of the soldiers asked. He looked up at his commanding officer.
The man known as Mamoru Chiba ran a hand through his short black hair and studied the two prisoners, both of whom were glaring at him with icy blue eyes. They had put up a good fight, but his soldiers had managed to get them into the truck before too many were injured.
"We'll take them back to headquarters." He finally answered. "We'll be well rewarded for capturing two gundam pilots. And we recovered the files, too."
The younger soldier nodded and began to yell out orders to the others.
Mamoru looked at the young woman with curiosity. She looked familiar for some reason, a reason he couldn't really place. And she was hot. He didn't care about the fact that she was a gundam pilot and probably hated his guts. Even the most ferocious people could be tamed. And he was going to tame this one.
Oh yes, there was no doubt in his mind that this pretty one would be his very soon.
I know, I know… It was short. Not even four pages. I was actually going to end it earlier, but I decided to make it as long as I could. So sue me. Anyways, don't forget to review! Fifteen reviews will get you the next chapter. More will be appreciated, though.
By: Dal
Thanks for all the reviews. And here's what you asked for:
Chapter Three:
He watched worriedly as the woman in front of him mumbled something in her sleep and rolled around. She'd been like this all night, tossing and turning, and Hiiro was starting to get worried. Usagi usually didn't have nightmares, and she normally would have woken up by now. Carefully, he reached out and touched her shoulder lightly.
Instantly, she opened her eyes and stared up into the worried Prussian blue ones sitting in the chair next to the bed they usually shared. She was breathing heavily, and it took a minute for her to calm down.
"Daijobu ka?" He asked in a whisper.
She nodded slightly. "Hai, it was just a dream." She rubbed her temples. "Just a dream. Demo…" She cut off and sighed.
"But what?" He asked.
"It just seemed so… well real." Usagi said. "Like I was actually there."
Hiiro thought for a moment. "You think it was those senshi girls from earlier?" He finally asked.
She nodded. "I know it was. They were there, in the dream." She looked at the clock on the table across the room. Its red numbers glowed dimly in the darkness of the bedroom, showing her the time. "But forget it. We have a mission to do." She gestured to the clock.
"I know." Hiiro said. "That's why I woke you up. We need to get ready. We have a rendezvous with Trowa at one. He'll get us into the base, then we're on our own."
Usagi climbed out of the bed and went over to his chair. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You didn't get any sleep did you?" She asked. When he didn't reply, she sighed. "Hii-chan, you know it's not good for your health if you don't get enough sleep."
He shrugged. "I'll be fine." He said.
She shook her head. "Whatever." She grabbed the pair of shoes that she'd tossed by the door and slipped them on. She was already dressed in her usual clothing. Black stretch pants, blank tank tops, and gloves. Her long, silvery hair was braided down her back and tied with a rubber band.
Hiiro stood as well and waited for her to finish preparing. He watched her slip a gun into her waistband and a dagger into her boot. Then, she stood and nodded.
"I'm ready." She said. "Let's do this."
"Nothing." The priestess muttered. "I can't find her anywhere." She shook the string of beads in her hand and threw a handful of powder onto the sacred fire in front of her. The fire hissed and swelled, giving of a wave of intense heat. Not one of the four occupants of the room noticed.
"I found a piece of hair in Minako's car and I'm running a tracking program based on its DNA right now." The blue-haired genius announced. She looked into the screen of her small, blue computer as it beeped. "It found something."
The three other girls gathered around the screen. A tiny golden dot was moving on the screen.
"She's out somewhere, but she's still in the city." Ami said. She pointed to the screen. "This gold dot is her, and the blue dot is us. All we have to do is follow the signal and it will lead us right to her."
Makoto stood up. "Well, then. What are we waiting for?" She asked.
"That was perfect." Usagi said cheerfully as they ran across the field from the base. "Absolutely perfect. We didn't run into a single soldier, and they probably won't notice the files are gone until morning."
Hiiro shook his head and looked back at the towering black building. "Something isn't right." He said. "It was too perfect. What are the odds that not a single soldier would be on patrol in any of the hallways we used?"
Usagi's smile dropped. "True. Is it a trap?" She asked.
"I don't know." Hiiro shrugged. "If it is, we fell right into it." He stopped as they reached the safety of the trees that surrounded the base and set the stack of files down. "Let's just see what the hell's in these things, anyways."
Usagi bent over his shoulder and watched as he opened the first folder. Three glossy sheets fell out and she snagged one before it hit the ground. "It's a profile." She said. "A man named Chiba Mamoru."
Hiiro took the paper and read it. "He's a high ranking officer." He said. "And look who his superior officer is." He pointed to a name.
Her eyes widened. "Shingo?" She asked. Her voice hardened to a monotone. "If he's that high of a rank, than it would be best just to eliminate him."
People gasped behind them and the couple spun around in fear. The files were totally forgotten as they looked to see who had managed to sneak up on them.
"You!" Usagi hissed. Hiiro looked at the newcomers with one of his better glares. "How did you find me?"
The source of the gasps stepped out from the shadows to confront the two gundam pilots. Four girls stood there. The tallest one stepped forward. "Usagi, how can you talk about killing your own itouto like that?" She asked. "You can't do it!"
Hiiro rested a hand on Usagi's shoulder and nodded when she looked up. She nodded back and turned away from the scene, picking up the files and leaving the area. Once she was gone, Hiiro turned to look at them.
All four girls flinched as he turned his icy glare to each one in turn. "Leave her alone." He said, his voice cold and harder than stone. "Just leave her alone. She isn't one of your little Sailor Senshi group. She never was." He focused on Ami, who was following Usagi's movements on her computer. Quicker than the eye could follow, he pulled out his gun and shot one bullet straight through the machine. "We're leaving Tokyo later in the morning. None of you will follow us. If I ever see any of you again, I'll kill you without hesitation."
Minako jerked forward. "You don't understand." She said. "We need her power to fight."
Hiiro shook his head. "No, you obviously don't understand." He said. "Just leave her alone." He turned and left the shocked group behind him.
Ami dropped the destroyed computer to the ground with a groan. "We can't just give up." She said. "I mean, he's just human. He can't stop us."
Makoto nodded in agreement. "We need to get to Usagi, and he can't stop us." She glanced down at the broken computer. "Guns will only get him so far with us."
"What if she doesn't want to go?" Rei asked quietly. "What if, even after we restore all of her memories, she doesn't want to come with us? We used to be best friends, and I don't want to do anything that would ever hurt her."
Ami and Makoto looked down. "Yeah, she has a life here. Her husband obviously cares for her a lot and she has a chance of being happy during this life." Makoto said.
All three girls looked at Minako for the final decision. "We'll try to talk to her, to make her understand." She said. "If she decides not to join us, we can't stop her."
Usagi closed her eyes and felt Hiiro's hand slide around her waist. She felt safe here, in his arms. Nothing else mattered as long as she was with him. One tired eye looked up at his face. He was concentrating on driving down the narrow road, but managed to glance down at her and smile slightly.
The car jerked under her and her head shot up in alarm, her body suddenly fully awake and aware. One glance in the rear-view mirror told her two things. One- the back tire had been blown out and was now little more than scraps of rubber on metal. And number two- they were being closely followed by several very angry OZ soldiers. She felt Hiiro stiffen beside her and look ahead of her at the road. A blockade of soldiers and trucks was in front of them, closing off the road.
They were trapped.
"What should we do with them?" One of the soldiers asked. He looked up at his commanding officer.
The man known as Mamoru Chiba ran a hand through his short black hair and studied the two prisoners, both of whom were glaring at him with icy blue eyes. They had put up a good fight, but his soldiers had managed to get them into the truck before too many were injured.
"We'll take them back to headquarters." He finally answered. "We'll be well rewarded for capturing two gundam pilots. And we recovered the files, too."
The younger soldier nodded and began to yell out orders to the others.
Mamoru looked at the young woman with curiosity. She looked familiar for some reason, a reason he couldn't really place. And she was hot. He didn't care about the fact that she was a gundam pilot and probably hated his guts. Even the most ferocious people could be tamed. And he was going to tame this one.
Oh yes, there was no doubt in his mind that this pretty one would be his very soon.
I know, I know… It was short. Not even four pages. I was actually going to end it earlier, but I decided to make it as long as I could. So sue me. Anyways, don't forget to review! Fifteen reviews will get you the next chapter. More will be appreciated, though.
