Tell Me You Love Me
Chapter Ten
I'm really trying hard not to glorify my OC, so please keep that in mind. But she's turning into a major character over the course of these chapters, but all that is required by the plot. See, I've focused on only the pilots for 7 out of 9 chapters, and if you think carefully, you'll see a slight pattern I've created the previous chapters. I'm continuing that patten which will be revealed at the end.
-____-; I can't write straight-pairings... *bows* gomen.
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"Kuso!"
The other four gundam pilots plus the pilot of a stolen OZ mobile suit paused just for the briefest of moments as Heero growled out a curse. The OZ base they had managed to locate was extra heavy on protection. None of them had expected so many Leos and Aries to be guarding the base. Though, while the gundams only had to worry about *defeating* the enemy suits, the only girl on the team had bigger issues to deal with.
.
"You! In the Taurus suit! Why are you siding with the gundams?! Have you lost all dignity as on OZ soldier?!" a voice called out from one of the Aries. The large mobile suit hovered infront of the Taurus.
Tara realized now she only had one way to escape. And that was to self detonate. Quickly, she tapped into the communication lines to the gundams. "Guys... I've no choice. Gotta self detonate. If I don't make it out alive, you swear to me now you'll find WuFei and get him out of here."
"W-what?!" Quatre's voice called back. "You can't do that!"
The violet eyed girl sighed. "I've got no choice, Quatre. I'm sorry. I'm really, truly, honestly sorry." With that, she closed the communication link and took a moment to observe as Deathscythe sliced through two Leos and an Aries with one swing of the massive scythe; as Heavyarms pummled some more OZ suits with bullets; as Wing employed use of the beam cannon and took out a massive amount of enemy suits with one shot. "I'm sorry." Unhooking her safety straps [1], she hesitantly held her finger above the self detonation button.
'I can't chicken out now. I've been ready to die since I was born.' She exhaled slowly and pressed the self-detonation button. Time seemed to stop as red light started encircling her mobile suit.
'Hey, wait a minute.' An almost evil smirk appeared on her face, and she chuckled darkly to herself. "No one ever said I couldn't play a prank." She kicked the hatch of the mobile suit open, and hopped out, falling the reasonably twenty feet to the ground. She landed sharply on her ankle and cursed under her breath, but she couldn't allow herself to die just yet. Jumping to her feet, she ran as fast as she could away from her about to explode mobile suit. The Taurus suit exploded. As she ran, the energy from the explosion flung her into the air some thirty feet. Her body landed with a sickening crunch in a patch of bushes. All was silent for a few moments as her head spun and pain surged throughout her body.
Groaning, she pushed her eyes open and looked around, amazed that she had actually survived the explosion from such a short distance. "Someone up there must really like me." she whispered before pulling herself to her feet and keeping an eye on the battle from behind the thick bark of an oak tree, wincing slightly with her bruises.
.
Quatre's eyes widened as the dust from the explosion cleared. He scanned over the ruined mobile suit with expert eyes, frowning greatly when he didn't see even the slightest bit of life in the ruins. 'This is just like losing him--'
His thoughts were cut out by Duo's voice shouting angrily over the communication link. "I can't believe she did that! What in hell are we going to tell WuFei?!"
"We've got to complete the mission right now. We'll deal with that later." came Heero's monotone voice. Duo quieted and did as he was told, half- heartedly slicing apart a couple Leos.
* * *
WuFei sat silently in the dingy, depressing OZ cell he had been brutally thrown into after surrendering at Tara's safehouse. He had a feeling he was going to die for real soon. All the things he had ever wanted in his life were flashing before his eyes at an insane rate, but he managed to keep track of a few desires every now and then. He raised his obsidian eyes to the grey ceiling, and sighed. 'I guess this is when I start making my last wishes.' he thought with a despondent sigh.
His eyes widened momentarily as he realized there wasn't really anything he could wish for. He could wish for the safety of the pilots, but that was pointless, he figured, since from the second they became gundam pilots they were throwing away all wishes for safety. He couldn't wish for justice anymore, because by dying he wouldn't be doing justice to the world, he would be going against his ideology. Nor could he wish for health, or happiness, or something else he normally would have wished for, because he was pretty sure he was going to die fairly soon.
Then, suddenly, it hit him. He knew what he wanted before he died. "All I... all I want... is to see her smile..." he whispered, images of a tall, skinny girl with flowing black hair and enigmatic violet eyes flashing in his mind's eye. For a second, he smirked. 'How ironic of me. My last wish is for an onna.'
It was then he realized he really did care for her. As children, the two had been inseperable, the very best of friends. And, he rembered, even as Master O had started interferring and training him as a gundam pilot, she had remained by his side at all times, and never questioned where he had to go every afternoon. His thoughts drifted back to a while ago, when the two had spent the day at a park as two nine-year-olds.
//--flashback--//
"Hey, WuFei, wait up!" called the girl, knotting her shoelaces and chasing after her male comrade. Upon catching up to him, she noticed a sad air around him. "...Something botherin' you?"
He turned to her and shrugged, sitting back against a tree's bark as the sun started setting. Crossing his arms behind his head and closing his eyes, he replied shortly. "I'm beginning to wonder what's going to happen to me once these training sessions with Master O are over."
She sat down beside him and leaned on his shoulder slightly, seeking warmth in the cool air seeping into their area of the park. "Whaddya mean?"
"Well," he said, carelessly flinging his arm around her shoulders, "He said I'm gonna be going somewhere, and risking my life for a sole purpose daily."
Tara narrowed her eyes. "He's training you for death..."
"What?" WuFei blinked, peering into her eyes.
"He's training you for death, WuFei. Why else would he even say that to ya?" She inched closer to him hesitantly and hugged him. "...I don't want you to die..."
//--flashback end--//
He exhaled slowly, frowning. 'Does she still mean that today? After so many years?' WuFei supposed she might have still cared; after all, she did rescue him from the OZ base, and bandage all his wounds without even asking for a thank-you in return. And she had taken him directly into her own safehouse, which in itself was a gigantic risk against her safety, yet she had taken that risk, all for him.
'I guess that does mean she cares.' He closed his eyes and leaned back against the stone wall, making a silent apology.
* * *
"Quatre, come on. She's not in there." Heero muttered to the anxious blonde as he dug through the remains of the Taurus suit.
Trowa knelt down wordlessly and took Quatre's hand in his, pulling him to his feet. "It was a choice that was made."
"But Trowa, what are we going to tell WuFei once we find him?! We can't just tell him she's dead!" Quatre protested as Heero made eye-contact with Duo and nodded towards the base. Duo glanced back at Quatre and Trowa one last time before following Heero inside, finger on the trigger of his gun, ready to shoot if necessary.
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"Well... you don't have to worry about me being dead. Ya can't kill me off that easily." A female voice grumbled as the speaker jumped lightly into the clearing. Tara sighed at the remains of her suit. "So much for that old peice of junk, eh?"
Quatre spun around on his heel at hearing the slightly familiar voice. His eyes widened. "Tara...? How'd you survive the explosion?" he asked as she caught up to himself and Trowa, who relaxed his grip on Quatre's hand as they scanned the area.
"I honestly don't know. Call it dumb luck. By all logical explinations, I should be dead." She stated blatantly, drawing her gun from inside her jacket pocket.
Trowa nodded at her action, and the three seperated into individual groups, Quatre and himself sharing a quick good-bye.
.
Tara crouched down to her knees, gun poised at the back of a man controlling what appeared to be the oxygen supply for a prison cell. Furrowing her eyebrows, she slowly inched her face around the corner of the wall, just enough to get a quick, easy view of the OZ-uniform clad man. 'Please forgive me for this...' She thought as she closed her eyes and pulled the trigger, letting the bullet fly blindly into his back. As the man cried out in sudden pain, she sighed and shook her head. She hated killing people almost as much as she hated those who discriminated against others.
Once he was dead, she dashed into the room and accsessed the data files on the person held captive in prison.
"Chang WuFei... Gundam pilot... aha! Here we go..." she whispered, tapping into the exact location of where WuFei was being held prisoner.
Before she left the control room, she took a glance back at the man she had shot. "Forgive me..."
She ran out of the room as four OZ soldiers spotted her and started chasing after her. .
Slowing to a jog, she approached the cell which she was sure WuFei was in. Pulling at the door, she glared upon finding it locked. "Damnit," she cursed softly, pushing the barrel of her gun against the doorknob. Shooting the gun a few times, she yanked the doorknob off the door and pushed the door open.
"WuFei? Hey, WuFei!" she exclaimed in an undertone upon finding him in the corner of the cell. "Yo, come on, let's go, OZ is on my ass!"
"Hold it! Stay right there!" an OZ soldier shouted from the other side of the hallway, aiming a gun directly at Tara. "Surrender now and get inside the cell, since you seem to have been able to open the door so well."
Glaring, she gritted her teeth. She had to think fast. "And what if I say no?"
The soldier shot the gun. The American colonist-supporter stood rooted to her spot as the bullet sped towards her.
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"Get out of the way!" WuFei's voice broke through the thick, deadly silence. When there was no action on anyone's part, he rose to his feet and shouted. "I said, get out of the way!"
Tara seemed to snap back to reality and shook her head, jumping inside the cell as the bullet crossed where she had been standing moments before, shattering the main entrypad. She growled as the soldier closed the cell door. The two sat in silence as they heard buttons being pressed outside; they figured there was a codepad of some kind in a different spot from where the bullet hit which would activate another lock inside the actual cell door.
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"Well, this is fun." Tara said sarcastically.
WuFei turned his head to the side and half-glared at the girl sitting a few feet away from him. "Huh." he grunted.
"So how long do you think it'll be before they kill us both?" he saw her shrug out of the corner of his eye. "I'm giving it... oh, about five minutes."
They drifted into silence as Tara's vague attempts at cynical humor were left to fend for themselves. She looked up at him as he stared despondently at the cold ground, perfectly still. Shrugging, she scooted closer to him and placed her head on his shoulder, ready to pull back if there was any objection.
But, surprisingly eough, there was no objection as they remained in their same positions for the next few mintutes. The silence was only broken when the voice of an OZ commander rang powerfully throughout the cell.
"If 05 will surrender, we'll let the girl live. Do you two understand that? If 05 will not surrender, we will have to resort to killing you both via poisoned gas. Make your descision now."
Tara immediately snapped into a straight position and glared up at the ceiling, where she suspected the voice had come from. "WuFei..." she whispered, "Don't you dare do it!"
"No!" he shouted, "I won't let you die because of me!"
"I... I don't want to live if it means you have to die!"
WuFei pounded his fist on the ground. "Why, onna, why?!"
"Because, damnit!" Tara exclaimed frustratedly, "I love you WuFei, understood?!"
WuFei gasped and calmed down instantly as Tara glared at him. "Tara... I...l-love you too..."
For the first time in a long time, they smiled as an invisible force drew them together, their lips meeting in a brief and sweet kiss.
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"Have you made your decision yet?" came the voice of the OZ commander. "Too late now, you're time's up."
Tara rolled her eyes. "Yeah, destroy the beauty of the moment why don't you, stupid OZ..." she muttered, almost inaudibly.
.
A light colored gas began seeping into the room. WuFei recognized the substance instantly, and cursed, pulling his shirt up to cover his nose, even though he knew there was nothing he could do to stop the gas from penetrating his miniscule barrier. He motioned for Tara to do the same as she curled up beside him. His free arm looped around her shoulders in a last attempt at doing what he felt to be justice as, unbeknownst to them, someone started working the second codepad.
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[1]- What ARE those things called anyways? o_o seatbelts?
...o__o this is hella long. Anyways, I hope you like it! And don't worry, eventually I will get back to focusing on my other stories... but I had to finish this one and The Legend of the 576 first, so... ^_^ I'll get there sooner or later. My apologies! The next chapter will definetly be the last... I was going to add everything into this chapter, but upon realizing how long this chapter's getting I decided to cut what would be a super long chapter into two. See ya next time, minna!
...
Berrful Hunter
email: ilovetchan@yahoo.com / bringmetolife02@yahoo.com (both work...)
OR
IM: Tsuiraku Hoshi
Chapter Ten
I'm really trying hard not to glorify my OC, so please keep that in mind. But she's turning into a major character over the course of these chapters, but all that is required by the plot. See, I've focused on only the pilots for 7 out of 9 chapters, and if you think carefully, you'll see a slight pattern I've created the previous chapters. I'm continuing that patten which will be revealed at the end.
-____-; I can't write straight-pairings... *bows* gomen.
~~~*~~~
"Kuso!"
The other four gundam pilots plus the pilot of a stolen OZ mobile suit paused just for the briefest of moments as Heero growled out a curse. The OZ base they had managed to locate was extra heavy on protection. None of them had expected so many Leos and Aries to be guarding the base. Though, while the gundams only had to worry about *defeating* the enemy suits, the only girl on the team had bigger issues to deal with.
.
"You! In the Taurus suit! Why are you siding with the gundams?! Have you lost all dignity as on OZ soldier?!" a voice called out from one of the Aries. The large mobile suit hovered infront of the Taurus.
Tara realized now she only had one way to escape. And that was to self detonate. Quickly, she tapped into the communication lines to the gundams. "Guys... I've no choice. Gotta self detonate. If I don't make it out alive, you swear to me now you'll find WuFei and get him out of here."
"W-what?!" Quatre's voice called back. "You can't do that!"
The violet eyed girl sighed. "I've got no choice, Quatre. I'm sorry. I'm really, truly, honestly sorry." With that, she closed the communication link and took a moment to observe as Deathscythe sliced through two Leos and an Aries with one swing of the massive scythe; as Heavyarms pummled some more OZ suits with bullets; as Wing employed use of the beam cannon and took out a massive amount of enemy suits with one shot. "I'm sorry." Unhooking her safety straps [1], she hesitantly held her finger above the self detonation button.
'I can't chicken out now. I've been ready to die since I was born.' She exhaled slowly and pressed the self-detonation button. Time seemed to stop as red light started encircling her mobile suit.
'Hey, wait a minute.' An almost evil smirk appeared on her face, and she chuckled darkly to herself. "No one ever said I couldn't play a prank." She kicked the hatch of the mobile suit open, and hopped out, falling the reasonably twenty feet to the ground. She landed sharply on her ankle and cursed under her breath, but she couldn't allow herself to die just yet. Jumping to her feet, she ran as fast as she could away from her about to explode mobile suit. The Taurus suit exploded. As she ran, the energy from the explosion flung her into the air some thirty feet. Her body landed with a sickening crunch in a patch of bushes. All was silent for a few moments as her head spun and pain surged throughout her body.
Groaning, she pushed her eyes open and looked around, amazed that she had actually survived the explosion from such a short distance. "Someone up there must really like me." she whispered before pulling herself to her feet and keeping an eye on the battle from behind the thick bark of an oak tree, wincing slightly with her bruises.
.
Quatre's eyes widened as the dust from the explosion cleared. He scanned over the ruined mobile suit with expert eyes, frowning greatly when he didn't see even the slightest bit of life in the ruins. 'This is just like losing him--'
His thoughts were cut out by Duo's voice shouting angrily over the communication link. "I can't believe she did that! What in hell are we going to tell WuFei?!"
"We've got to complete the mission right now. We'll deal with that later." came Heero's monotone voice. Duo quieted and did as he was told, half- heartedly slicing apart a couple Leos.
* * *
WuFei sat silently in the dingy, depressing OZ cell he had been brutally thrown into after surrendering at Tara's safehouse. He had a feeling he was going to die for real soon. All the things he had ever wanted in his life were flashing before his eyes at an insane rate, but he managed to keep track of a few desires every now and then. He raised his obsidian eyes to the grey ceiling, and sighed. 'I guess this is when I start making my last wishes.' he thought with a despondent sigh.
His eyes widened momentarily as he realized there wasn't really anything he could wish for. He could wish for the safety of the pilots, but that was pointless, he figured, since from the second they became gundam pilots they were throwing away all wishes for safety. He couldn't wish for justice anymore, because by dying he wouldn't be doing justice to the world, he would be going against his ideology. Nor could he wish for health, or happiness, or something else he normally would have wished for, because he was pretty sure he was going to die fairly soon.
Then, suddenly, it hit him. He knew what he wanted before he died. "All I... all I want... is to see her smile..." he whispered, images of a tall, skinny girl with flowing black hair and enigmatic violet eyes flashing in his mind's eye. For a second, he smirked. 'How ironic of me. My last wish is for an onna.'
It was then he realized he really did care for her. As children, the two had been inseperable, the very best of friends. And, he rembered, even as Master O had started interferring and training him as a gundam pilot, she had remained by his side at all times, and never questioned where he had to go every afternoon. His thoughts drifted back to a while ago, when the two had spent the day at a park as two nine-year-olds.
//--flashback--//
"Hey, WuFei, wait up!" called the girl, knotting her shoelaces and chasing after her male comrade. Upon catching up to him, she noticed a sad air around him. "...Something botherin' you?"
He turned to her and shrugged, sitting back against a tree's bark as the sun started setting. Crossing his arms behind his head and closing his eyes, he replied shortly. "I'm beginning to wonder what's going to happen to me once these training sessions with Master O are over."
She sat down beside him and leaned on his shoulder slightly, seeking warmth in the cool air seeping into their area of the park. "Whaddya mean?"
"Well," he said, carelessly flinging his arm around her shoulders, "He said I'm gonna be going somewhere, and risking my life for a sole purpose daily."
Tara narrowed her eyes. "He's training you for death..."
"What?" WuFei blinked, peering into her eyes.
"He's training you for death, WuFei. Why else would he even say that to ya?" She inched closer to him hesitantly and hugged him. "...I don't want you to die..."
//--flashback end--//
He exhaled slowly, frowning. 'Does she still mean that today? After so many years?' WuFei supposed she might have still cared; after all, she did rescue him from the OZ base, and bandage all his wounds without even asking for a thank-you in return. And she had taken him directly into her own safehouse, which in itself was a gigantic risk against her safety, yet she had taken that risk, all for him.
'I guess that does mean she cares.' He closed his eyes and leaned back against the stone wall, making a silent apology.
* * *
"Quatre, come on. She's not in there." Heero muttered to the anxious blonde as he dug through the remains of the Taurus suit.
Trowa knelt down wordlessly and took Quatre's hand in his, pulling him to his feet. "It was a choice that was made."
"But Trowa, what are we going to tell WuFei once we find him?! We can't just tell him she's dead!" Quatre protested as Heero made eye-contact with Duo and nodded towards the base. Duo glanced back at Quatre and Trowa one last time before following Heero inside, finger on the trigger of his gun, ready to shoot if necessary.
.
"Well... you don't have to worry about me being dead. Ya can't kill me off that easily." A female voice grumbled as the speaker jumped lightly into the clearing. Tara sighed at the remains of her suit. "So much for that old peice of junk, eh?"
Quatre spun around on his heel at hearing the slightly familiar voice. His eyes widened. "Tara...? How'd you survive the explosion?" he asked as she caught up to himself and Trowa, who relaxed his grip on Quatre's hand as they scanned the area.
"I honestly don't know. Call it dumb luck. By all logical explinations, I should be dead." She stated blatantly, drawing her gun from inside her jacket pocket.
Trowa nodded at her action, and the three seperated into individual groups, Quatre and himself sharing a quick good-bye.
.
Tara crouched down to her knees, gun poised at the back of a man controlling what appeared to be the oxygen supply for a prison cell. Furrowing her eyebrows, she slowly inched her face around the corner of the wall, just enough to get a quick, easy view of the OZ-uniform clad man. 'Please forgive me for this...' She thought as she closed her eyes and pulled the trigger, letting the bullet fly blindly into his back. As the man cried out in sudden pain, she sighed and shook her head. She hated killing people almost as much as she hated those who discriminated against others.
Once he was dead, she dashed into the room and accsessed the data files on the person held captive in prison.
"Chang WuFei... Gundam pilot... aha! Here we go..." she whispered, tapping into the exact location of where WuFei was being held prisoner.
Before she left the control room, she took a glance back at the man she had shot. "Forgive me..."
She ran out of the room as four OZ soldiers spotted her and started chasing after her. .
Slowing to a jog, she approached the cell which she was sure WuFei was in. Pulling at the door, she glared upon finding it locked. "Damnit," she cursed softly, pushing the barrel of her gun against the doorknob. Shooting the gun a few times, she yanked the doorknob off the door and pushed the door open.
"WuFei? Hey, WuFei!" she exclaimed in an undertone upon finding him in the corner of the cell. "Yo, come on, let's go, OZ is on my ass!"
"Hold it! Stay right there!" an OZ soldier shouted from the other side of the hallway, aiming a gun directly at Tara. "Surrender now and get inside the cell, since you seem to have been able to open the door so well."
Glaring, she gritted her teeth. She had to think fast. "And what if I say no?"
The soldier shot the gun. The American colonist-supporter stood rooted to her spot as the bullet sped towards her.
.
"Get out of the way!" WuFei's voice broke through the thick, deadly silence. When there was no action on anyone's part, he rose to his feet and shouted. "I said, get out of the way!"
Tara seemed to snap back to reality and shook her head, jumping inside the cell as the bullet crossed where she had been standing moments before, shattering the main entrypad. She growled as the soldier closed the cell door. The two sat in silence as they heard buttons being pressed outside; they figured there was a codepad of some kind in a different spot from where the bullet hit which would activate another lock inside the actual cell door.
.
"Well, this is fun." Tara said sarcastically.
WuFei turned his head to the side and half-glared at the girl sitting a few feet away from him. "Huh." he grunted.
"So how long do you think it'll be before they kill us both?" he saw her shrug out of the corner of his eye. "I'm giving it... oh, about five minutes."
They drifted into silence as Tara's vague attempts at cynical humor were left to fend for themselves. She looked up at him as he stared despondently at the cold ground, perfectly still. Shrugging, she scooted closer to him and placed her head on his shoulder, ready to pull back if there was any objection.
But, surprisingly eough, there was no objection as they remained in their same positions for the next few mintutes. The silence was only broken when the voice of an OZ commander rang powerfully throughout the cell.
"If 05 will surrender, we'll let the girl live. Do you two understand that? If 05 will not surrender, we will have to resort to killing you both via poisoned gas. Make your descision now."
Tara immediately snapped into a straight position and glared up at the ceiling, where she suspected the voice had come from. "WuFei..." she whispered, "Don't you dare do it!"
"No!" he shouted, "I won't let you die because of me!"
"I... I don't want to live if it means you have to die!"
WuFei pounded his fist on the ground. "Why, onna, why?!"
"Because, damnit!" Tara exclaimed frustratedly, "I love you WuFei, understood?!"
WuFei gasped and calmed down instantly as Tara glared at him. "Tara... I...l-love you too..."
For the first time in a long time, they smiled as an invisible force drew them together, their lips meeting in a brief and sweet kiss.
.
"Have you made your decision yet?" came the voice of the OZ commander. "Too late now, you're time's up."
Tara rolled her eyes. "Yeah, destroy the beauty of the moment why don't you, stupid OZ..." she muttered, almost inaudibly.
.
A light colored gas began seeping into the room. WuFei recognized the substance instantly, and cursed, pulling his shirt up to cover his nose, even though he knew there was nothing he could do to stop the gas from penetrating his miniscule barrier. He motioned for Tara to do the same as she curled up beside him. His free arm looped around her shoulders in a last attempt at doing what he felt to be justice as, unbeknownst to them, someone started working the second codepad.
~~~*~~~
[1]- What ARE those things called anyways? o_o seatbelts?
...o__o this is hella long. Anyways, I hope you like it! And don't worry, eventually I will get back to focusing on my other stories... but I had to finish this one and The Legend of the 576 first, so... ^_^ I'll get there sooner or later. My apologies! The next chapter will definetly be the last... I was going to add everything into this chapter, but upon realizing how long this chapter's getting I decided to cut what would be a super long chapter into two. See ya next time, minna!
...
Berrful Hunter
email: ilovetchan@yahoo.com / bringmetolife02@yahoo.com (both work...)
OR
IM: Tsuiraku Hoshi