Disclaimer: I don't own Cyborg Soldier 009. It is owned by Shotaro Ishinomori (or whatever his real name is), TV Tokyo, and some very rich people.
Warning: Minor spoilers for later episodes.
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RISING SUN: Chapter V
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Green eyes opened slowly, only to shut again quickly as bright light infiltrated her sight. Slowly moving a hand up to her eyes, the orange blonde squinted through her fingers. "Where…am I?" she whispered.
"Ah, good, you're awake now," a voice said from her left.
"Dare?" she asked, turning her head toward the voice.
"It's me, Dr. Gilmore," the doctor replied. "Do you remember me?"
"Doctor…Gilmore?" the girl closed her green eyes, only to be bombarded with memories of meeting the doctor and the cyborgs. "Ah!" She suddenly bolted up from the bed, wincing as she felt a stabbing pain in her head.
"Please," Dr. Gilmore pushed her softly back onto the bed. "You need to rest. You had a concussion, but you should be fine."
"I…" she trailed off, unsure of how to explain her situation. In fact, she didn't even know how or why she was here. The last thing she remembered was seeing Albert's face right before she died. Wait…so how was she alive now?
"You still need your rest," Dr. Gilmore's order interrupted her thoughts. "You might be physically well, but you are still mentally tired."
"Demo…"
"No arguments. Here, drink this," the old doctor said as he handed her a drink. "It's a sleeping potion I made."
The dark blonde frowned, but did not argue as she drank the sweet liquid. "Ano…where am I?"
"Back at my house," Dr. Gilmore answered.
"But wasn't it…destroyed?" She fought back a yawn.
"Ah, but the others helped rebuild it."
She nodded. "When can I…see…" Her voice trailed off as her eyes began to flutter close. As her head turned slightly onto the pillow, her breathing became calm and even.
"Doctor…"
"Shh! She's sleeping right now!" the doctor scolded the female cyborg as she walked down the stairs.
"Is she okay?" Françoise asked, coming to the other side of the bed.
"Yes, but she needs her rest now," Dr. Gilmore replied, wiping at his forehead. Noticing the girl's intense stare, he looked up. "What's wrong, 003?"
"You know that she's a…cyborg…"
Dr. Gilmore nodded his head sadly. "I had my suspicions…"
Françoise looked down, her eyes tearing. "It's just not fair that she has to go through this too…"
"So is she here to hurt us? Or help us?"
Françoise shook her head. "We're not sure. 001 says that her memories of the past month or so have been blocked."
"So she remembers everything up until the point of her death?"
The French nodded. "So I think we're safe…for now."
"Is this Black Ghost's doings?"
Françoise frowned. "I thought we had destroyed them, but we thought the same thing the first time around."
Dr. Gilmore sighed, suddenly looking very old. "It could be like last time with the Greek Gods cyborgs."
The young girl nodded. "We thought of that. But we won't know for sure until she remembers."
"003? Are you down here?" Joe called, walking into the basement.
"Shh! 009! Let the girl sleep!" Dr. Gilmore whispered.
"Oh…did she wake up yet?" the cyborg asked, walking down the stairs to join the other two.
"Ah, but I gave her a sleeping potion," the doctor replied. "She needs her rest."
Joe nodded. "Eh, 003 was supposed to come get you for breakfast…"
Françoise blushed a little. "Oh! I'm sorry! I forgot."
Dr. Gilmore smiled. "Don't worry about it. Let's go then. And we should save some food for her when she wakes up." He walked away from the bed and up the stairs, tapping his shoulders with his balled fists.
Joe turned to leave as well, but then noticed that Françoise had not moved. "Françoise?"
Françoise sighed. "Poor girl," she muttered, brushing a hand across the sleeping woman's forehead.
Joe took hold of Françoise's other hand and brought it to his mouth for a light kiss. "Hey, don't worry. I promised we'd protect her, ne?"
The other cyborg nodded and smiled. "Hai."
The brown-haired man grinned. "Then let's go before the others eat all the food."
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"That was MY sausage!"
"Was not!"
"I saw it first!"
"Well I forked it first!"
"Only because you wanted to steal my food!"
"Ne, what's going on here?" Françoise asked sternly, looking down at Jet and GB with displeasure.
"He stole my food," Jet muttered, glaring at the man across from him.
"What?! I did not, you liar!" GB yelled, glaring back at the other man.
"Calm down and stop shouting," Joe warned. "You don't want to wake up our guest, do you?"
"She's STILL sleeping?" Jet asked.
"She went through a lot," Françoise said shortly.
"Sorry," Jet mumbled.
"Hey, where's 004?" their leader asked, looking around.
"Probably still locked up in his room," Chang commented, looking down the hallway of their rooms. "Poor guy."
"Well, it's not healthy to be locked in there forever," GB commented, sticking the sausage into his mouth. "He really needs to get a life."
"And who said I didn't have one?" Everyone looked up to see Albert walk into the room and take his seat next to Jet.
"Hey," Joe greeted. "How are you?"
Albert shrugged. "Okay, I guess." An uncomfortable silence ensued. Albert looked around at everyone's tense and worried faces. "Why are you so quiet?" he demanded.
Jet shrugged in response. "We just decided to eat peacefully today. You got a problem with that?"
Albert rolled his eyes. "Right. The day we can actually eat in peace is the day pigs fly."
"I'm sure that can be arranged," Jet replied dryly.
"So when is everyone else coming back?" Dr. Gilmore suddenly asked after another silence took over the room.
"Why are they coming back?" Albert asked, sticking a piece of bacon into his mouth.
GB raised an eyebrow at him. "Well," he pointed toward the direction of Dr. Gilmore's lab. "Duh!"
"Oh…" Albert looked down at his plate and just continued to chew the food in his mouth.
"What is wrong with you?" GB asked, slamming his fork down on the table and glaring at Albert. The silver-haired man ignored the other cyborg. "I mean, she suddenly comes back alive and all you do is sulk around?!"
Françoise glared at the yelling man. "007…"
He turned to glare at Françoise. "What?! Why am I the only who's trying to make the best out of this situation!? You are all so…distressed!"
"We have a right to be," Joe answered. "We've lived the past few years of our lives like this. We should have known that it would just continue."
GB frowned. "But we don't know that for sure. We don't even know if she's here to hurt us or not!"
"007…" Joe sighed. "It's not that easy."
"Sure it is! You guys are just making it more difficult then it is!" GB scowled at the others. "I mean, she doesn't know anything, so why not just let her enjoy herself for now? Let ourselves enjoy this momentary peace. We can worry about the problems later!"
"What if it's too late later?" Albert stood up, knocking his chair over in the process. "What if we can't do anything to save ourselves, much less her, later, if we don't think about what we should do now? Should we just sit around and wait to be killed?" The room was filled with silence as everyone thought over what he said. But Françoise suddenly looked up in alarm at the doorway to the kitchen, everybody following her gaze to land on sorrowful green eyes.
"I—I'm sorry if I've caused any trouble for you guys," the girl whispered, tears forming as she dropped her head. "I don't want to see any of you hurt, so I'll just leave." With that, she ran past everyone and into the living room. Everyone stood up, only to hear the front door open and slam shut.
Françoise glared at Albert. "004…"
Albert looked torn, looking out into the living room and at the door. "I…"
"Go get her," Joe commanded. "Before she gets hurt."
Albert looked at their leader, but then sighed and gave in. "I'll be back soon." He ran off.
Françoise shook her head. "I guess the sleeping potion didn't effect her for too long." She sighed and headed into the kitchen, coming back out with a bottle of milk in her hands. "I hope she'll be okay."
"004 can take care of her," Jet shrugged, grabbing his jacket from his chair. "I'm going for a walk."
GB raised a questioning eyebrow. "Oh? I'd think you were going to go check on them."
"Tch. Why would I do something like that?"
GB shrugged. "I don't know."
Jet gave the cyborg an aloof look before walking out the door with a "Whatever!"
Chang sighed as he shook his head. "Well then, how about you help me with the dishes, 007?" The two headed into the kitchen, each carrying stacks of plates and bowls.
Dr. Gilmore followed them. "I think I will go do some more research."
Françoise picked up Ivan from his makeshift crib and gently handed the bottle to the baby as she took a seat on the couch. "002 is acting so…caring lately."
Joe smiled faintly, sitting down next to her. "Probably because of that girl."
"But why not before? Why now?"
Joe shrugged, stretching his arms on the back of the couch, one on each side. "I suppose now, he thought that since Black Ghost was gone, he could live a normal life, fall in love…" He trailed off as he looked at the blushing blonde.
"Ah…I see…"
Smiling, he moved his right arm to envelop her shoulders, his other hand coming to cup her far cheek. Scooting closer to her while pulling her slightly closer, Joe tilted both of their head slightly, allowing their lips to softly meet.
-Excuse me,- The two jumped apart at the sudden interruption, then looked down at the baby. –I'm still here. And I don't think it's appropriate for me to watch this.-
"Sorry," Joe mumbled, bowing his head to hide his slight blush and cheeky grin.
Françoise, also a little red, frowned at Ivan. "You're a horrible baby," she scolded. The child just continued to suck on his bottle.
Joe chuckled. Getting up, he stretched slightly before looking down and said, "I'll be outside if you need me." Françoise nodded and he went outside.
Françoise sighed and looked out the window. –He's only on the other side of the wall, so you don't need to be so depressed.- The motherly figure blushed and glared down at the child in her arms.
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Tears falling silently down her cheeks, the green-eyed girl sniffled and wiped the tears away in frustration. She knew there was something wrong with her and hadn't wanted to trouble the cyborg team at first, but what other choice did she have? Nevertheless, here she was, running away probably from her only chance of knowing what had happened to her.
"Hey! Matte!!"
Hearing his voice, she simply ran faster.
"I said wait! Stop!"
"Go away!" she shouted back. "I don't want to involve you in any of my troubles!"
Before she knew it, a warm hand grabbed onto her elbow and pulled her backward into a strong chest. "Too late," a male voice answered.
The dark blonde sobbed, closing her dark green eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered, narrowing her eyes as she looked down. "I'm sorry, Albert…"
"Shh…" the cyborg murmured, wrapping his arms around her, leaning his head onto her right shoulder. "Don't be sorry. It's okay."
She grabbed onto his arms, turning her head to the right and crying softly into his upper arm. After awhile, her sobs and tears subsided, and she looked at the arm she had used. "I'm sorry. I got your sleeve all wet."
Albert laughed softly, hugging her tighter. "Don't worry about it."
"And I'm sorry for all this trouble…"
Albert frowned and turned the girl in his arms so that she was facing him, his hands on either of her shoulders. Surprised green eyes looked into his silver ones. "Look," he began, making sure she looked him in the eye. "We have fought hard to protect the innocent and this peace. And we will continue to do so. So don't think that you are troubling us. I guess you can say that this is a…second job for us." Albert grinned when he saw a slight smile on her tear-streaked face.
"But…you guys were fighting because of me…"
Albert snorted. "Please, we always fight. There is never a day where we don't." He gently cupped her cheek with his left hand. "So don't ever blame yourself, okay?"
She nodded, closing her eyes and leaning into his hand. "Thanks…"
"Well, now that's all settled, can we go back now?" The two looked around to see Jet leaning against a tree.
"002, how long have you been there?" Albert growled.
Jet smirked. "Long enough." Laughing, he pushed himself off the tree and walked away toward the house.
Albert growled, preparing to pounce at the laughing man, but was stopped by a gentle touch on his arm, making him turn around. "No, it's okay," she replied. "I'm just glad he's in a good mood now."
Albert nodded, but glared at Jet's retreating back. Turning around to face her, he held out his mechanical hand, which she gingerly took. "Let's go then, Bina."
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"Recompense injury with justice, and recompense kindness with kindness." –Confucius.
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Aw…you didn't think I was going to leave out her name again, did you? LOL. Well, even though I did put her name in as the last word of the story, most of you are probably like, "Huh? Who the hell is she?" Like I said before, you have to have watched up to the last few episodes to know who she is. If you want to know, email me at aznangelpupx@yahoo.com and I will be glad to explain everything to you (don't email me through the email listed on the profile, because I'm still trying to figure out how to get rid of all the junk mail, but I don't want to accidentally delete your emails). After all, the plot of this story actually has a lot to do with the last few episodes. I actually had to rewatch them because I forgot everything. ^^ And I'm getting so many reviews my head is swimming in excitement! I love you all! *passes out in reviews-goodiness*
GoldAngel2: Oh stop it! *blushes* You're just saying that! I mean, your story is so much better! And as to the later episodes, I think he does get a bit more protective of her. I mean, he's always saving her and all, and every time after he saves her, he's like always holding her arm or shoulder or something like that. There are a few short moments like that, but they are quite cute. PS. Your welcome and thank YOU for YOUR reviews. ^^
Wolf Princess: You are so crazy…I would call you insane, but that's an insult to us really insane people. LOL. Just kidding. Oh yes, "that girl," but then you already knew who the girl was even before this story was written…considering I blabbed the entire story plot to you. Haha. Who cares about their frozen time…Jet is 18, and he's allowed to have an older girlfriend. And good point…what powers does she have? Hey! Maybe she should have laser vision! You know, like Supergirl! Haha, that would be cool. ^^' Any ideas, anyone? Nothing too drastic though!
Queen of Duels: Evil Demon Writer's Block. Bad 0010 brothers, not doing a good job. Maybe you should send 009 to check on them. LOL. And I am keeping my eye out for new chapter from you!
leif: Wow! First and only person to get it right! *much hugs and kisses* Actually, I think it's "Bina." No matter, you know who I mean. And yes, she did supposedly die, but you'll get some explanations later on. Harpie? No…it was Pure-something. I forgot. Oops. And yah, I looked up their ages, and Jet is 18. Oh well, he can like an older woman. Besides, I felt that he needed a girl in his life, but I didn't want to just randomly stick in a character. Anyhow, Jet will be 19 in two months in my story (it's December right now and he's birthday is February 2). And I like 007 too! He's so cool! And I love his power! But I just think of him (and Jet) as the mischievous person of the group, which he sort of is. ^^
Everqueen: I'm evil, I admit it. And I'm sorry, it wasn't his wife! I might have made it his wife if I hadn't watched the entire series, although that did cross my mind. But since Hilda died many, many years ago (since 004 was frozen and all) and this story only takes place a month or so after the end of the series, it was much more plausible for Bina to have been…resurrected I guess you could say. After all, she died right before the series ended. Okay, too much spoilers for those who haven't seen the whole series. Sorry!
Orphan: Stupid Toonami only showed up to episode 25/26 or something, so I'm not sure if you've seen anything past that. Well, now you know who it is. ^^ Er, actually, you might not if you haven't watched the 40's episodes. Email me if you really want to know. ^^
Yami Kanis: I'm sorry, it's not Hilda! Hehe. And no! I think your quotes are good! They make a lot of sense too. ^^ You don't mind if I borrow one or two of them sometime, do you? You might have noticed that I placed a quote at the end of each chapter. Heh.
Cat: I would like to think all the chapters are safe to read. There was only chapter II, which wasn't TOO detailed. Then there was just a not detailed kiss in chapter III, a kiss to the forehead in chapter IV, and a mention of a kiss in this chapter (which the cool although evil baby had to interrupt). But if you think this was limey, you should see my other story…*shivers* Even I'm afraid to read it because of the limeness. Actually, you shouldn't read it then. LOL. Anyhow, I'm glad you find this story so worth reading that you would read all that mushy stuff I put in there. Thank you! And I love you! And see? I updated! Please don't hurt me! *runs away*
Chibi Binasu-chan: I'm so glad you think my characters are in-character. I was really afraid I had made them OOC. But I'm sure you could do the same thing too. Besides, sometimes OOCness can be well-written. ^^ And I totally agree…009/003 is good couple!
CosmoAngel1: Thanks for "digging" my story! Hehe. And you wrote! You wrote! I love your stories too! You had better update soon!
DragonBlond: Haha. Thanks. I'm glad that you find this story to your tastes. And I agree, PWP is just…blech. But OC's sometimes can be well-written too, although I hate to admit most of them aren't all that good. But the good ones are…well, very good. ^^ Oh, and I recommend this story for you to read if you haven't yet: lafeemechante's When MarySue Went to Hogwarts (storyid=1462356).
Sailor Saturn2: Haha. You're right. I've never noticed, but many good couples do take while to figure themselves out…usually in like the last episode. Haha.
John Steppenwolf: Well, if she was made by Black Ghost, then she would be called 0014. But you'll just have to wait and find out. I think Heero would make a cyborg…and you might be right, he could be one. Hm…*deep in thought*
009is_a_hottie: Sorry…it's Bina. ^^' Um, I don't think my Hollywood has it either. Email me and I'll try to help you find it.
silky_keno: Hola! Haha. There should be more 009/003! I hope you'll add to it!
TetsuoTsubushi: I'm glad you like my story. And I can't wait to see what my insane brain thinks up of next. =D
IMBSA: Hahah…very true. Wait a few chapters and you'll see just how dangerous she can be when she's mad…or emotionless. *hint hint*
|-Steph-chan-|: No more cliffy! And I'm still waiting for a 009/003 fic from you! *sits and waits*
Henrika: I'm not surprised everyone thinks its Hilda…I would too. Anyways, glad you like it. Hope you enjoyed this chapter too!
Black Rose Elise: If your friend doesn't have it (well, tell her to buy it then ^^), then email me and I will explain it to you or something. I don't want to explain it here in case some people don't want it spoiled. Although I think I already gave some spoilers…oops. ^^
dreaminghalo: To be bad, or not to be bad, that is the question. Well, the answer to that question is…coming up in a few chapters. ^.-
emumoon: You now know who the mysterious girl is…although I was tempted to not write her name in this chapter either because it was just so fun! But I decided to be nice. And as for Jet's girl…you'll find out soon, although I'm sure you can guess. After all, Jet's only paid attention to one other girl besides 003.