The Mercenary and the Perfect Soldier

A/N: Thanks, but I am not worried about the number of reviews. Lots of people read stories and don't review. It's why I don't ask for R&R. I didn't realize that thing was on. Oh well. Also, Aderton is Italian for 18. Sorry, I forgot to put that in.

Chapter Six: Delivery

(Noin's P.O.V.)

I fully expected to die right there, at the hands of one of Zechs' detractors, no less. But then a series of explosions were seen and heard, and I saw Zero-Two. I couldn't help but smile, after all, we were enemies and here he was saving me from another enemy.

I sighed, knowing that the Gundam was fully capable of handling the rest of the soldiers, but I was still obligated to help. We finished both Aderton and his forces over the land and sea of Antarctica. But when Trowa was finished...

Fighting can wreak havoc on adults, but a young man of fifteen...

"Lt. Noin? We have a situation here." Announce someone over the radio.

"What?" I asked surprised. "And just what kind of situation is it?"

"Hi, Lucrezia! 'Member me?" Said an all too familiar voice, nearly singing.

"You..." I groaned. 'Damn, why me?' I remembered all to well the last time we'd met. If you could call it that, I never physically saw her, but we did have a brief chat through our mobile suits.

She'd been helping the Maganac Corp in the Middle East, or so we thought. It turned out that she'd been a saboteur for the Federation, seeing as how OZ had already wiped out most of their forces.

When we caught up to her, she'd taken out several OZ bases and factories and Zero-Four and the Maganac Corp had capitalized on the opportunity to attack. The Middle East Division was reeling for months. And then the auction of information... What a fiasco.

"I'll take that as a 'yes.'" Reiki said cheerfully.

(Third Person P.O.V., An Hour Later)

"And?" Noin questioned further. She studied the mercenary from across the table and the brig. It was the only place on the ship that could they could keep her in.

"And what? I followed the Gundam pilots from Marseilles, then to Piccolo, and then on this cargo ship. I initially followed them for money; I figure any bits of information I pick up from the lapdogs could be sold to OZ. But in Sicily, they didn't show up at Mrs. Noventa when they were supposed to. But long story short, Mrs. Noventa sent me on a mission and I ran into your loser soldiers. Also, about the way you handle your supplies..." Reiki answered.

"Okay, okay. Enough." Noin said waving her hands in submission. "What was the mission for anyway?"

"To give Heero a letter." Reiki answered simply. "And no, you can not read it. It's between Heero and Mrs. Noventa."

"I see," Noin replied. "Give it to me and I'll give it to Heero."

"No way lady, Mrs. Noventa told me to give it Heero. Not to give it Noin, who then gives it to Heero." Said Reiki. "But...how are the cadet lapdogs of yours? You still teach, don't you?"

"Huh? What are you talking about Sevunti?" Asked Noin confused. "And don't call us lapdogs."

"You know, aren't you an instructor at Lake Victoria? Come to think of it, heard that place got pretty torn up by Zero-Five." Said Reiki cheerfully. "And," She added. "You are lapdogs, following orders like that."

"Like what!" Noin demanded indignantly. "We do as we're told, just like you I am sure."

"Well, take Heero for example. He was given information and an order and he didn't even question them. And look at what happened to Marshal Noventa because of it. Even I question the information and orders given to me by my employer. 'Sides, the people I deal with, can't be trusted." Reiki explained.

"YOU can't be trusted. We do to question orders! We question them all the time." Noin defended.

"Yeah," Began Reiki. "I am sure you question orders. In that tiny brain of yours! Tell me something Noin, what happens when you question an order or chose not to follow it? You either get punished or court marshaled, right? Or is it far worse..."

There was nothing said between the two. The pair looked into each other's eyes, neither one willing to look away and break the trance. "Tell me, Noin, that battle just now...what was it about?" Asked Reiki, with all the intensity she could muster.

"What!"

This time, Reiki felt herself grow angry and then demanded, "The battle that just occurred a few minutes ago. What was it about?"

Noin scowled. "It's none of your business what is was about!"

"Let me guess, Colonel Marquise did something Romafeller didn't like? Didn't he? He went against orders of some kind. That's the only explanation for Aderton's presence." Reiki hissed at Noin.

Before Noin could respond, she was interrupted by the intercom. "Lt. Noin? The vehicles are ready for transport. We just need your signal."

The room was silent for a moment. "Look as much as you want to discuss the ethics of war with me, don't you have something to do...lapdog?" Scorned Reiki.

"Lapdog? And what of you? What do you make of yourself? ...Mercenaries, they're all the same. Nothin' but greedy, cowardly warmongers, quick to make a profit off death."

"Oh, really. I didn't realize that... What's your excuse?" She asked coldly.

Noin proceeded to leave, pausing to look at the guard. "Since, for the time being at least, Miss Sevunti is a civilian, however this is a military vessel and base. I want you to watch her every movement and there are areas where she is not allowed. I trust you know those parameters?" Noin ordered the guard at the door. "Good, you are to be with her at all times."

"But Lt. Noin? This is a military vessel. You can't let a mercenary just walk around here...or the base for that matter." The soldier protested.

"What does it matter? Right now, I am not on a paid mission, which makes me a civilian. Besides, I've already been here and there nothing of any use to me. Add to that, that there's nothing of any consequence at the Antarctica base anyway. Why do you think Zechs is there?" Said Reiki in her own defense.

'Right...' Thought Noin. "Look, just watch her! When we reach the base, Zechs will deal with her." He nodded in response and watched as Noin left.

(Heero's P.O.V.)

I watched Noin stalk out of the brig and decided to investigate the prisoner. It was only logical seeing as how the prisoner could have valuable information or resources. 'The perfect soldier must be able to use any and all available resources...' I thought as I remembered one of the things Dr. J taught me.

The girl could be useful, if the rumors about her were true. I entered the room and grabbed her attention immediately. We sized each other up to put it simply. She then started to fiddle with her watch. After a few minutes, she became increasingly annoyed with it.

Then she suddenly left out a frustrated sigh. "Am I correct in assuming that you are Heero Yuy?" She asked begrudgingly.

I hesitated for a moment, but after a moment I nodded my head. She smiled and reached into her trench and pulled out a folded piece of paper. I looked at it blankly and then looked at her again.

"Take it!" He half growled, half screamed. "It's from Mrs. Noventa." She finished in a softer tone.

A/N: I know, the title had little to do with what most of the chapter contained. So sue.