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Chapter 10: A New Outlook
The flicker of a small flame is heard, as two friends continue their conversation in a dimly lit room with light classical music playing in the background.
"Wow Quatre, I didn't think Vanguard would leave that much evidence behind," Sylvia continues the conversation with.
"That is one thing we all have noticed about Vanguard," Quatre explains, "They move quickly and swift, but are entirely too reckless."
The two stop for a brief moment and take another bite of their dinners that were prepared by Quatre's staff.
Quatre looks up at her once again noticing her sweet expression as she sips her drink. She notices him staring at her gives him a wink.
"Well, uh, how long do you think it will take for your people to create this frequency tracking device?" Quatre asks nervously.
Sylvia smiles at how he still talks about work when nervous, just like when they were younger. "Since it has been only about two weeks since we started this operation together, I gather it won't take more than a week."
Sylvia's expression turns to a more thinking look, "Come to think of it, we have spent quite some time together and I've told you just about everything about myself. I haven't got to ask you a question I thought about shortly after the meeting."
"Well, I think you have already seen enough for me to tell you about anything you want know," Quatre states completely under-estimating Sylvia's observing skills.
"You seem quite involved with the Preventers and world events for just being a financial contributor," Sylvia begins as Quatre realizes where this is going, "What is your real relationship with the Preventers?"
Quatre's expression sullens and he drops his head. He looks up to see Sylvia's soft eyes turn piercing. "Please Quatre, I want to know the truth," Sylvia pleads. " We have known each other long enough to trust each other. I would confide any and everything in you. But, if you can't trust me with some things, major or minor, I don't see any reason to continue." Quatre realizes he had been backed into the corner and smiles at how good of a businesswoman Sylvia has become. Quatre reaches for Sylvia's hand and cups it in both of his. "Then the truth you shall have, but it must remain a secret between us."
"Quatre," Sylvia distantly whispers.
"I am Quatre Raberba Winner, President and Owner of the Winner," Quatre begins, "However, my alternate identity is the pilot of Gundam Zero-Four, SandRock. I have completed numerous missions and seen more in the past few years than most would care to see in a lifetime. I have become stronger and weaker at the same time being one of these famous pilots. All in all, being a pilot has its burdens, but I am willing to sacrifice things I otherwise could enjoy in my life in order to allow others to have the pleasure of those joys."
Sylvia smiles and touches Quatre's cheek. "Thank you Quatre. I had figured you must be one of them. I figured mostly from your eagerness of bringing me to that meeting and how secretive you were when you were younger. I am so glad that you were strong enough to remain as sweet as you always were."
"Sylvia, I don't know if I am still the friend you had by your side in the past," Quatre reasons, "I have changed and I try to act as if nothing has changed, so others can still enjoy my company. I haven't been able to accomplish it well however. As you said, it was pretty obvious who I was."
She brings her hand away from his cheek and touches his chin to bring his line of sight to match hers, "Quatre, I too have changed from the innocent and sweet girl I was years ago. But, I don't try to hide who I am, because you can't hide something like that. You have seen the new me, and you barely make out any changes. The same goes for you. You are still the man I admired long ago."
"Sylvia." Quatre mumbles.
Then an idea comes to him. He takes Sylvia's hand away from his chin and back into his hand and stands up. She looks up to him as he bows asking for a dance without a word. Her soft blue eyes answered him as she stood up and nestles close to him as they began to dance to the soft classical music in the background.
---Meanwhile (SM - School)---
The class bell rings and the students begin to head off to lunch. "Ami, can I see you for a moment?" the teacher asks.
"Yes teacher, what is it?" Ami walks up slightly confused.
"Well, over the last week and a half your homework isn't meeting your standards. Are you all right, is there anything you want to talk about?" the teacher inquires.
"Oh, I'll be okay. Something minor came up that has been slightly taking my train of thought. It is almost over so I should be back in rare form soon." Ami lies through her teeth.
"If that is what you want, Ami," the teacher sighs at the bad liar as she signals it is okay for here to leave.
Ami walks out knowing that didn't go all too well. 'It has been two weeks since that incident when we found out who Heero and Trowa really were. Why is it still so vivid in my mind? I just can't seem to forget it.'
"Hey Ami, are you all right?" Ryo asks as he walks up to her.
"Hi Ryo, I'm okay," Ami passes off lying again, of course Ryo knows her too well.
"Can't seem to get them out of your mind either, huh," Ryo figures.
"I don't know why either. We knew them for two days," Ami reasons confused, "Yes, they were cool and different, but what were we expecting? We should really get over this and move on. I trust they will figure this all out soon and leave."
"If you think that is the best course of action, Ami," Ryo complains. "I think there is a lot more to this than they imagine. I want to know what we can do and what my vision has to do with all of this. Not to mention what caused Heero to break three of my ribs and give me a bruise that lasted over a week."
The two continue to chat about everyday events as they get in the lunch line. A familiar figure moves in behind them. "Hey guys, what's new?" Makoto asks as if anything had changed in the past two hours.
"The same as always," Ami replies. "How about you?"
"Oh you know, classes are a bore and days are running together again," Makoto says, but at hearing her own words a somber look replaces her cheery disposition.
"Did these boys make that much of an impact in the few days you knew them that after two weeks of doing nothing but seeing them around and muttering a few words, your minds are still with them?" Ryo argues. "You need to get past this or confront them."
Makoto nods. 'Perhaps some time with the girls will ease my mind away from him,' Makoto hopes.
The group gathers around the usual lunch table and listens as Hotaru explains an argument she got into with a teacher over a homework question. She was right, but the teacher was too proud to admit a complete mistake. The group laughs along with the story. Just as the laughter subsided, Trowa quietly walks by with his tray of food catching the attention of half the table that becomes quiet as he passes. He glances over emotionlessly as he passes by as if contemplating something to say, but he decides better not to.
He continues over to Heero, which has quite a bit of paperwork that Trowa seems to need to look over as he eats. Makoto watches Trowa out of the corner of his eye as he reads over the papers.
"Are we going to continue like this Heero?" Trowa asks feeling like someone is watching him.
"Like what, studying plans in school is safe since these people probably have never imagined war," Heero smartly remarks.
"I mean with the girls, we have disrupted their lives and now they just remain silent and almost scared as we pass by." Trowa criticizes
"I overheard the teacher saying Ami's grades are falling for the first time in a long time," Heero mutters distantly looking away. "I am not pleased at the outcome, but they were too intrusive and had to be dealt with harshly. They learned their lesson and we have a mission here that cannot be jeopardized."
"I suppose," Trowa thinks how logically what they are doing is correct but morally they are wrong.
---Meanwhile (SM - Unknown)---
"Yes, my name is Audric, leader of an organization called Vanguard," Audric introduces. "We are visiting this world after acquiring the ability to move between dimensions. We have had some enemies follow us here and from our reports look as if you might be of some assistance."
"Interesting, so you got here by dimension jumping," a dark voice bellows from the throne that lies in the shadows of the bleak hall.
"I have work to do, so very respectfully could I know if your assistance could be expected?" Audric becoming impatient as valuable time ticks away.
"We have been looking for a way to get the upper hand on some enemies of ours, so we will help only as long as your resources to toward ridding us of these menacing scouts," the voice demands.
"That is no problem, then without further a due, how would you like to coordinate our attacks, sir?" Audric stands as he asks.
"We will use your base with ours as a back-up for the majority of the operations," the dark figure says as he rises, "And I will help you with the planning."
"Who are you?" Audric asks in wonder.
"I am the NegaVerse's main general, Ubel!"
---Meanwhile (SM - School grounds)---
Trowa stands next to the pillar he always does waiting for Heero. His last class let out very early so he has quite a bit of time to catch up on the plans. He muses over the plans until he hears a thud on the pillar from someone resting up against it but on the next face.
Trowa looks out of the corner of his eye and sees Makoto looking forward obviously thinking of what to do next. 'Uh-oh, this may not bode well.' Trowa ponders deciding to remain silent for her to make the first few moves to test her motivation.
"It is nice to be around you again, Trowa," Makoto distantly states without turning her head from looking straightforward.
Trowa lightly grunts in agreement, but sure enough not to give her enough reason to think he is loosening up.
"Trowa, do you mind if I just stand here with you? I just want to feel your presence and possibly draw off some of your strength that I admire so much," Makoto begs.
Trowa can't do anything but stare forward to hide his stomach clutching and wrenching. 'Why do I have to be this way?' he thinks. 'I shouldn't have to be this way to a girl who thinks so highly of me, I just have to be careful.'
"Thank you, Makoto," Trowa begins, "For thinking so highly of me to grace me with your presence after our last encounter's dismal outcome."
"Trowa," Makoto speaks softly holding herself from tears from the complement's importance.
"I cannot offer you much, but this time together will have to do for now." Trowa explains.
"This will do. Just any time around you will do," Makoto dreamily mists.
The two remain leaning against the pillar looking different directions, but their minds are with one another.
---Meanwhile (SM - Inside school grounds)---
Heero, who has gotten out of class after finishing his work quickly, stands at his locker fishing for some necessities for the evening out when a bang comes from the locker next to him. Someone rests up next to the open locker door and Heero cannot see who it is.
"So, what exactly are you trying to accomplish, Heero?" Ryo asks bluntly, but definitely avoiding meanness.
Heero gives him a 'hmph' and continues sifting through his locker.
"Heero, all those girls are still thinking about you after all this time. I guess that can be expected after such a traumatic experience, but you still seem to be leading them on," Ryo continues.
Heero stops sifting noticing how observant this seemingly foolish boy is turning out to be.
Ryo notices how he stopped and jumps at the opportunity, "I saw how when Ami yelled at you to put me down, you heeded. You care for her don't you? But then why do you keep her at a distance. If you are trying to protect her, distance won't help."
"You do not know what you are talking about whoever you are," Heero starts. "Sometimes distance is the best way to protect."
"My name is Urawa Ryo, Ami's old boyfriend. I am concerned that despite your resolve, the girls still will end up following you. You know it and seemingly will allow." Ryo takes a stab in the dark.
"My emotions tell me to keep the girls close, but logic tells me otherwise. Back home I learned that living by your emotions is the only way to live a fulfilling life. However, here is different and the world is not in such a state that leading a fulfilling life is all you can do. The plan is simple and I don't see a point in involving the girls." Heero explains to Ryo.
"I will be the first one to guarantee you those girls may be bothersome, but their value is worth much more than you give them credit," Ryo preaches, "That is why they are the protectors of this land. They may end up being of great help to you."
"One question for you, Ryo. Why even talk to me after what I did and the fact I seem to be a threat to your relationship with Ami?" Heero asks steely.
"The Ami I like is not the Ami that is now present. She is too caught up with the aura that surrounds you to focus on anything. It is my duty as her protector to right whatever is causing her to stumble," Ryo philosophizes, "And the only way I can think of fixing is getting you and the other boy back."
"Interesting philosophy," Heero mutters thinking over the situation. "Then I guess there is no choice but to meet with the girls and figure out what they want to do. Where do they meet after school?"
Chapter 10: A New Outlook
The flicker of a small flame is heard, as two friends continue their conversation in a dimly lit room with light classical music playing in the background.
"Wow Quatre, I didn't think Vanguard would leave that much evidence behind," Sylvia continues the conversation with.
"That is one thing we all have noticed about Vanguard," Quatre explains, "They move quickly and swift, but are entirely too reckless."
The two stop for a brief moment and take another bite of their dinners that were prepared by Quatre's staff.
Quatre looks up at her once again noticing her sweet expression as she sips her drink. She notices him staring at her gives him a wink.
"Well, uh, how long do you think it will take for your people to create this frequency tracking device?" Quatre asks nervously.
Sylvia smiles at how he still talks about work when nervous, just like when they were younger. "Since it has been only about two weeks since we started this operation together, I gather it won't take more than a week."
Sylvia's expression turns to a more thinking look, "Come to think of it, we have spent quite some time together and I've told you just about everything about myself. I haven't got to ask you a question I thought about shortly after the meeting."
"Well, I think you have already seen enough for me to tell you about anything you want know," Quatre states completely under-estimating Sylvia's observing skills.
"You seem quite involved with the Preventers and world events for just being a financial contributor," Sylvia begins as Quatre realizes where this is going, "What is your real relationship with the Preventers?"
Quatre's expression sullens and he drops his head. He looks up to see Sylvia's soft eyes turn piercing. "Please Quatre, I want to know the truth," Sylvia pleads. " We have known each other long enough to trust each other. I would confide any and everything in you. But, if you can't trust me with some things, major or minor, I don't see any reason to continue." Quatre realizes he had been backed into the corner and smiles at how good of a businesswoman Sylvia has become. Quatre reaches for Sylvia's hand and cups it in both of his. "Then the truth you shall have, but it must remain a secret between us."
"Quatre," Sylvia distantly whispers.
"I am Quatre Raberba Winner, President and Owner of the Winner," Quatre begins, "However, my alternate identity is the pilot of Gundam Zero-Four, SandRock. I have completed numerous missions and seen more in the past few years than most would care to see in a lifetime. I have become stronger and weaker at the same time being one of these famous pilots. All in all, being a pilot has its burdens, but I am willing to sacrifice things I otherwise could enjoy in my life in order to allow others to have the pleasure of those joys."
Sylvia smiles and touches Quatre's cheek. "Thank you Quatre. I had figured you must be one of them. I figured mostly from your eagerness of bringing me to that meeting and how secretive you were when you were younger. I am so glad that you were strong enough to remain as sweet as you always were."
"Sylvia, I don't know if I am still the friend you had by your side in the past," Quatre reasons, "I have changed and I try to act as if nothing has changed, so others can still enjoy my company. I haven't been able to accomplish it well however. As you said, it was pretty obvious who I was."
She brings her hand away from his cheek and touches his chin to bring his line of sight to match hers, "Quatre, I too have changed from the innocent and sweet girl I was years ago. But, I don't try to hide who I am, because you can't hide something like that. You have seen the new me, and you barely make out any changes. The same goes for you. You are still the man I admired long ago."
"Sylvia." Quatre mumbles.
Then an idea comes to him. He takes Sylvia's hand away from his chin and back into his hand and stands up. She looks up to him as he bows asking for a dance without a word. Her soft blue eyes answered him as she stood up and nestles close to him as they began to dance to the soft classical music in the background.
---Meanwhile (SM - School)---
The class bell rings and the students begin to head off to lunch. "Ami, can I see you for a moment?" the teacher asks.
"Yes teacher, what is it?" Ami walks up slightly confused.
"Well, over the last week and a half your homework isn't meeting your standards. Are you all right, is there anything you want to talk about?" the teacher inquires.
"Oh, I'll be okay. Something minor came up that has been slightly taking my train of thought. It is almost over so I should be back in rare form soon." Ami lies through her teeth.
"If that is what you want, Ami," the teacher sighs at the bad liar as she signals it is okay for here to leave.
Ami walks out knowing that didn't go all too well. 'It has been two weeks since that incident when we found out who Heero and Trowa really were. Why is it still so vivid in my mind? I just can't seem to forget it.'
"Hey Ami, are you all right?" Ryo asks as he walks up to her.
"Hi Ryo, I'm okay," Ami passes off lying again, of course Ryo knows her too well.
"Can't seem to get them out of your mind either, huh," Ryo figures.
"I don't know why either. We knew them for two days," Ami reasons confused, "Yes, they were cool and different, but what were we expecting? We should really get over this and move on. I trust they will figure this all out soon and leave."
"If you think that is the best course of action, Ami," Ryo complains. "I think there is a lot more to this than they imagine. I want to know what we can do and what my vision has to do with all of this. Not to mention what caused Heero to break three of my ribs and give me a bruise that lasted over a week."
The two continue to chat about everyday events as they get in the lunch line. A familiar figure moves in behind them. "Hey guys, what's new?" Makoto asks as if anything had changed in the past two hours.
"The same as always," Ami replies. "How about you?"
"Oh you know, classes are a bore and days are running together again," Makoto says, but at hearing her own words a somber look replaces her cheery disposition.
"Did these boys make that much of an impact in the few days you knew them that after two weeks of doing nothing but seeing them around and muttering a few words, your minds are still with them?" Ryo argues. "You need to get past this or confront them."
Makoto nods. 'Perhaps some time with the girls will ease my mind away from him,' Makoto hopes.
The group gathers around the usual lunch table and listens as Hotaru explains an argument she got into with a teacher over a homework question. She was right, but the teacher was too proud to admit a complete mistake. The group laughs along with the story. Just as the laughter subsided, Trowa quietly walks by with his tray of food catching the attention of half the table that becomes quiet as he passes. He glances over emotionlessly as he passes by as if contemplating something to say, but he decides better not to.
He continues over to Heero, which has quite a bit of paperwork that Trowa seems to need to look over as he eats. Makoto watches Trowa out of the corner of his eye as he reads over the papers.
"Are we going to continue like this Heero?" Trowa asks feeling like someone is watching him.
"Like what, studying plans in school is safe since these people probably have never imagined war," Heero smartly remarks.
"I mean with the girls, we have disrupted their lives and now they just remain silent and almost scared as we pass by." Trowa criticizes
"I overheard the teacher saying Ami's grades are falling for the first time in a long time," Heero mutters distantly looking away. "I am not pleased at the outcome, but they were too intrusive and had to be dealt with harshly. They learned their lesson and we have a mission here that cannot be jeopardized."
"I suppose," Trowa thinks how logically what they are doing is correct but morally they are wrong.
---Meanwhile (SM - Unknown)---
"Yes, my name is Audric, leader of an organization called Vanguard," Audric introduces. "We are visiting this world after acquiring the ability to move between dimensions. We have had some enemies follow us here and from our reports look as if you might be of some assistance."
"Interesting, so you got here by dimension jumping," a dark voice bellows from the throne that lies in the shadows of the bleak hall.
"I have work to do, so very respectfully could I know if your assistance could be expected?" Audric becoming impatient as valuable time ticks away.
"We have been looking for a way to get the upper hand on some enemies of ours, so we will help only as long as your resources to toward ridding us of these menacing scouts," the voice demands.
"That is no problem, then without further a due, how would you like to coordinate our attacks, sir?" Audric stands as he asks.
"We will use your base with ours as a back-up for the majority of the operations," the dark figure says as he rises, "And I will help you with the planning."
"Who are you?" Audric asks in wonder.
"I am the NegaVerse's main general, Ubel!"
---Meanwhile (SM - School grounds)---
Trowa stands next to the pillar he always does waiting for Heero. His last class let out very early so he has quite a bit of time to catch up on the plans. He muses over the plans until he hears a thud on the pillar from someone resting up against it but on the next face.
Trowa looks out of the corner of his eye and sees Makoto looking forward obviously thinking of what to do next. 'Uh-oh, this may not bode well.' Trowa ponders deciding to remain silent for her to make the first few moves to test her motivation.
"It is nice to be around you again, Trowa," Makoto distantly states without turning her head from looking straightforward.
Trowa lightly grunts in agreement, but sure enough not to give her enough reason to think he is loosening up.
"Trowa, do you mind if I just stand here with you? I just want to feel your presence and possibly draw off some of your strength that I admire so much," Makoto begs.
Trowa can't do anything but stare forward to hide his stomach clutching and wrenching. 'Why do I have to be this way?' he thinks. 'I shouldn't have to be this way to a girl who thinks so highly of me, I just have to be careful.'
"Thank you, Makoto," Trowa begins, "For thinking so highly of me to grace me with your presence after our last encounter's dismal outcome."
"Trowa," Makoto speaks softly holding herself from tears from the complement's importance.
"I cannot offer you much, but this time together will have to do for now." Trowa explains.
"This will do. Just any time around you will do," Makoto dreamily mists.
The two remain leaning against the pillar looking different directions, but their minds are with one another.
---Meanwhile (SM - Inside school grounds)---
Heero, who has gotten out of class after finishing his work quickly, stands at his locker fishing for some necessities for the evening out when a bang comes from the locker next to him. Someone rests up next to the open locker door and Heero cannot see who it is.
"So, what exactly are you trying to accomplish, Heero?" Ryo asks bluntly, but definitely avoiding meanness.
Heero gives him a 'hmph' and continues sifting through his locker.
"Heero, all those girls are still thinking about you after all this time. I guess that can be expected after such a traumatic experience, but you still seem to be leading them on," Ryo continues.
Heero stops sifting noticing how observant this seemingly foolish boy is turning out to be.
Ryo notices how he stopped and jumps at the opportunity, "I saw how when Ami yelled at you to put me down, you heeded. You care for her don't you? But then why do you keep her at a distance. If you are trying to protect her, distance won't help."
"You do not know what you are talking about whoever you are," Heero starts. "Sometimes distance is the best way to protect."
"My name is Urawa Ryo, Ami's old boyfriend. I am concerned that despite your resolve, the girls still will end up following you. You know it and seemingly will allow." Ryo takes a stab in the dark.
"My emotions tell me to keep the girls close, but logic tells me otherwise. Back home I learned that living by your emotions is the only way to live a fulfilling life. However, here is different and the world is not in such a state that leading a fulfilling life is all you can do. The plan is simple and I don't see a point in involving the girls." Heero explains to Ryo.
"I will be the first one to guarantee you those girls may be bothersome, but their value is worth much more than you give them credit," Ryo preaches, "That is why they are the protectors of this land. They may end up being of great help to you."
"One question for you, Ryo. Why even talk to me after what I did and the fact I seem to be a threat to your relationship with Ami?" Heero asks steely.
"The Ami I like is not the Ami that is now present. She is too caught up with the aura that surrounds you to focus on anything. It is my duty as her protector to right whatever is causing her to stumble," Ryo philosophizes, "And the only way I can think of fixing is getting you and the other boy back."
"Interesting philosophy," Heero mutters thinking over the situation. "Then I guess there is no choice but to meet with the girls and figure out what they want to do. Where do they meet after school?"