G Gundam – Getting Past The Rain
Chapter Three: Training Camp
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own G Gundam.
"Albert, get up," a feminine voice whispered. Unknowingly, I let out
a small smile. "Rain?" I asked dreamily, feeling the girl's weight on
my body. Instinctively, I rolled over so that I was on top and kissed the
girl's neck.
"Oooh... Me like," the voice crooned. I stopped dead in my tracks. That
doesnt sound like the Rain I know, I thought. I turned on the light to see
it was Allenby whom I was kissing. Terrified at my actions, I flushed red and
left the room with my training clothes in hand. Allenby teased me all that day,
starting off first in the weight room. I was bench pressing four times my body
weight when I felt the girl imitating my actions earlier that morning.
"What are you doin'?" I asked, annoyed at the foolish girl's antics.
"Just returning the favor, sexy," she whispered seductively and gave
my gut a friendly jab and left.
"Women," I whispered to myself. "Cant live with them, but
they're in the majority. What a waste..."
It was late in the afternoon when I was ordered to do my Gundam training. My
hangar was about tenmiles away so Allenby gave me a lift with her Noble Gundam.
"We'll be there in no time, sexy," She giggled to herself, knowing
full well that she was bugging the hell outta me.
"Will you stop callin' me that?" I demanded, and as always, annoyed
by the girl.
Before she could answer, I spotted my hangar and immediately jumped out of the
Gundam. While falling in a head dive, I snapped my fingers and called out my
Gundam. It automatically activated the MTS when I got in. When the painful
process was finished, I turned to the blue haired fighter, an idea popping into
my head.
"Hey, Ne0-Sweden."
"Yeah, sexy?"
I growled. "DONT CALL ME THAT!! And I was wondering if you're up to
a bout. But if you're not up to it . . ."
"Let's go, sexy. Whoever loses has to do whatever the other tells
them."
I nodded. 'Well, the terms seemed decent. She'll finally stop calling me
"sexy" if I win.'
I pulled out my beam twin swords. "Gundam fight all set??"
"Ready??!!"
"GOOO!!!"
I rammed my head straight into Allenby, hoping to knock the wind out of her.
Next, I grabbed onto her hand and flipped her. She hit the ground hard, sending
a shockwave throughout the entire training base.
"Had enough yet?" I asked smugly, proud of my superior skills.
She got up slowly, holding her shoulder, which had probably short- circuited.
"You wish, sexy."
I jumped over her and had her in a headlock. I smiled at the struggling
expression on her face. 'This is what I live for,' I thought humorously.
"How bout now?" I asked.
The beam ribbons slowly crept throughout my Gundam, but I was too cocky to
notice them. It wasnt until they constricted upon me that I knew that something
was wrong. Allenby got up again, smiling, and cupped my chin so she could gaze
into my eyes.
"Now that . . . is a KO," she whispered and slapped my face
playfully.
"Grrr . . . So what do you want me to do?" I asked, embarrassed that
a girl beat me.
"Hmm." Allenby's face screwed up in concentration. "Let's see .
. . yes, I got the perfect thing."
'This'll be one thing that he wont soon forget,' she thought evilly.
"What is it," I asked exasperatedly, knowing fully well that the Ne0-Swedish
girl would come up with something diabolical. I was right.
"Take me out to dinner," she stated firmly.
"That's it?" Deep inside, I felt as if I've dodged a bullet.
"A very FORMAL date. I'll choose the spot."
I nodded my head. "Seems fair. Well, it's about five thirty right now.
I'll pick you up in an hour and a half, okay?"
"Okay." Allenby flew off with her Noble Gundam back to the base as I
followed her. Little did I know that the seemingly "harmless" date
would turn out to be very bad, not to mention head-splitting.
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Sorry for makin' it so short, I'm fresh outta ideas. If you have any
suggestions for the date, please feel free to express them. And also, sorry for
not updating in a while. Like I mentioned earlier, I was seriously out of ideas
for this fic. Please R&R
~*Assassin Gundam*~
