Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. You get the idea.
Notes: The first few chapters are coming out fast! I wrote this one yesterday (the fourth of May) and am already posting it. I hope the fact that I'm turning them out so fast isn't ruining the quality of my work. If there is one thing that FF.Net needs, it's more quality fiction.
Thanks to all who reviewed chapter two!
Warnings: Angst, OOC (I get confused between myself and the characters sometimes), senselessness
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Save My Sanity
Misty H
Chapter Three
The fresh aroma of pine filled her nostrils. She inhaled deeply and winced as the wound in her head pulsed a painful reply. Ami relaxed into the soft mattress supporting her body. Her eyes fought to be free of her heavy lids but soon gave up the effort only a few seconds. She was so warm...tired and warm...
"...Mizuno is suspected of aiding a Gundam pilot in the mass destruction of OZ's Osaka base. She was last seen accompanying the accused pilot off the base. Mizuno is to be considered armed and very dangerous. If you have seen her, please don't hesitate to call..."
Ami bolted upright. This time, she had absolutely no problem opening her startled blue eyes. What had the newscaster said? Was Ami really a fugitive? But she and Wufei had been captured, hadn't they?
It was then that Ami decided to take in her surroundings. She lay on a simple bed with plain white sheets. The walls of the room were the same color as the bed linens, a stark white. The sole window was unadorned, save for the dark blue blinds that were opened to allow light into the room. A radio sat on a nearby nightstand, and it dawned on Ami that the news report must have been a radio broadcast. Now it spouted information about the war, White Fang's latest advances, the Gundams' counterattacks, and Relena Peacecraft's attempts at a truce. Ami snorted. Everyone knew that the Gundams would never compromise. They were cold-blooded killers, wanting only death and destruction.
Outside the partially opened door she heard the muffled sounds of low conversation. If she concentrated, she could hear part of the dialog.
"Tell Yuy the mission was a failure."
There was a pause, and then, "I know the information is vital, but I had some unexpected complications."
Silence reigned for several minutes. "Shut up, Maxwell. I don't need your teasing right now. If you or the others have any questions, check the mission report."
"Right. I'll be there within the week. And Maxwell...make sure the others know—Treize is mine."
Ami listened in shock as the line was disconnected. Wufei, the boy that had kissed her to save her life, the boy that she had kissed back, was one of the cursed Gundam pilots? She had saved a murderer! Her parents and teachers had talked to her about the notorious group of pilots. She had heard the stories about the mass murders they committed, the children they killed, and the young women they kidnapped and raped. Her own classmates had told her of relatives that had been shot in cold blood by the Gundams. And she, she had betrayed everyone by helping her enemy!
The door swung open, and Wufei stood in front of her, his dark eyes assessing her body. Ami felt herself flush but steadily met his gaze. Her body seemed to turn to ice in reaction to his stare. How dare he look at her with such insolence after all she had been through? Everything was his fault anyway!
"Hear anything interesting, woman?" Wufei coolly asked.
Ami lifted her chin. "Not recently," she replied. "And I believe that you are acquainted with the habit of calling people by their names?"
Wufei shrugged. "Your name is of no importance to me," he replied. "Soon enough I'll be rid of you."
"So you can go fight Mr. Kushrenada?" she asked without thinking.
"You know, it's rude to eavesdrop."
"You know, it's rude to act so high-and-mighty!"
A smirk crossed his tanned features. "Get used to it, woman. You're my prisoner until further notice. That means I have the right to treat you any way I please."
Ami's mouth gaped as he slammed the door behind him.
~~~
He should have known.
Wufei stormed through the two-room cabin that he and his captive had taken refuge in for the past week while she recovered. The blue-haired woman was gone. It didn't surprise him. Women were renowned for their flighty nature. But he was still pissed as hell. The woman had no sense at all. Didn't she know that over half of the Earth Sphere was out for her head? Leaving his protection would not only endanger her life, but also the lives of her family and friends. And, now that he was thinking about it, she had enough information on him to pose a danger to his ultimate mission.
Why had he rescued her? All she had done for him was bring him harm. But, for some reason, whenever he looked at her he remembered a time when he used to be so naïve. He didn't want OZ to ruin her world like they had ruined his. So Wufei had triggered the emergency explosives he had set in case of discovery and shot the few survivors. He himself was not without injury from the blast, but he had shielded the woman from harm. Then he had carried her out, and brought her to this safe house, miles from civilization. He had tended to her for a full week before she awoke, and when she did, this was how she repaid him? By betrayal?
Wufei did something he rarely did: he sighed. His furious pacing came to an abrupt halt, and he stared out the window of her bedroom. What was done was done, and he could not undo any of his actions. He'd just have to kill her.
~~~
Ami panted as she plunged deeper into the dark shelter of the trees. She could feel the lactic acid building up in her legs, threatening fatigue. Her chest heaved for air. Normally Ami considered herself athletically fit, but she had been running at top speed for over half an hour, and she was ready to collapse. Behind her, the sound of crunching leaves alerted her to Wufei's continuous presence. Would he never get tired?
Her head pounded in time with the beating of her heart, and her limbs felt like jell-o. Up ahead she glimpsed the glitter of sun on water. If she could make it to the water, she'd be free.
Only two yards from the bank of the creek, he tackled her to the ground. She shrieked once, but his hand quickly found her mouth and silenced her.
"Weak woman!"
Ami's eyes hardened to stony sapphires. She bit his hand. Hard.
Wufei bit back a yelp. The girl beneath him attempted to squirm free, to no avail. "Who's weak now?" she snapped, smirking at the heated expression on his face. He leaned forward and pressed her shoulders roughly into the ground. Rocks bit into her pale flesh, and she fought off a grimace.
"Do you have any idea of who you're messing with?" he asked, his voice soft and dangerous.
Ami struggled against his strength. "You're a murderer!" she shot back. As her hurried words sunk in, she lost her will to fight.
Wufei shook his head. "Wrong, woman. I am a justice-seeker."
Slowly the implications of her predicament hit home. She was out in the middle of nowhere, cornered by one of the most perilous men in the solar system. Nausea rolled through her system, and she fought for calm.
Wufei watched the horror dawn across Ami's features. Something inside him twisted at the disgust and fear in her eyes. He shoved the feeling aside for the moment. He'd think about everything later, after he disposed of her body.
He swallowed. "I want to apologize," he said gruffly. "I really didn't want to do this, but now I know I can't trust you with my secret." Wufei paused and searched her face for signs of understanding and forgiveness. He found neither. "I know this won't make any difference in the end, but you are the first woman I've kissed since OZ killed my wife."
Ami's feelings did a complete one-eighty. Confusion warred with the fear inside of her, and slowly, it won. He didn't look much older than her, so how could he have been married and a widow so soon? If he was telling the truth, it would make sense that he fought against OZ. But did that mean that OZ was deliberately misleading the public? Could the organization be blaming the Gundams for things their pilots were innocent of?
Wufei kneeled in front of her, his face impassive. He watched the girl before him sit up, and he watched as the fear faded from her deep blue eyes, leaving confusion in its wake. He didn't want her to feel fear. She was a bystander who was accidentally pulled into something beyond her control. Vowing to end everything quickly, he reached behind him and pulled out his gun. His palm throbbed from her forgotten bite, and he realized that she had broken skin.
Ami watched him train his gun on her. She wasn't afraid, and she didn't know why. Just moments ago she was ready to go down fighting, and now she was sitting passively just waiting for him to kill her. His hand was steady as he clicked off the safety.
"Wait!" she cried out. Wufei raised an eyebrow. "Did you really have a wife?"
The Chinese man blinked, then slowly nodded. "Her name was Meiran," he confided. Ami's mouth tightened, and she jerked her head.
"Go ahead then."
"I'm sorry," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.
The sound of the shot was never heard. Just as Wufei's finger tightened on the trigger, a wave from the nearby creek swept over the pair with a roar. Ami screamed, startled, as she was swept back with the water. Her arm bumped against something as she battled for balance. Looking down, she recognized Wufei's gun. But where was he?
Strong arms wrapped around her waist. Ami spun around in the receding water and found herself pressed against Wufei's toned body.
"You lost your gun," she stated, unsure of the things that she saw in his eyes. He looked as though he wanted to devour her, and she was uncertain if that included murder or not.
"I prefer my katana anyway. It's a more honorable way to fight," he stated without hesitation. Ami blinked at this. It seemed strange for a murderer to say such things about justice and honor. Then again, he had spoken about it before on several occasions. Closely following that thought was a question she had been wondering about since she woke up that morning.
"How did we escape from OZ?"
Wufei smirked. "Gundam pilots must always be prepared," he replied, his tone suggesting that she drop the subject. The smirk fell. "I still have to kill you."
Ami shivered in reply. "Can it wait until tomorrow?" she implored. "I'm a little chilled."
"Tomorrow then."
***
Someone inform me if I spelled Treize's last name correctly. I was debating between Kushreinada and Kushrenada, and just had to guess. Please review and give me some good feedback on what I can do to improve!
Notes: The first few chapters are coming out fast! I wrote this one yesterday (the fourth of May) and am already posting it. I hope the fact that I'm turning them out so fast isn't ruining the quality of my work. If there is one thing that FF.Net needs, it's more quality fiction.
Thanks to all who reviewed chapter two!
Warnings: Angst, OOC (I get confused between myself and the characters sometimes), senselessness
***
Save My Sanity
Misty H
Chapter Three
The fresh aroma of pine filled her nostrils. She inhaled deeply and winced as the wound in her head pulsed a painful reply. Ami relaxed into the soft mattress supporting her body. Her eyes fought to be free of her heavy lids but soon gave up the effort only a few seconds. She was so warm...tired and warm...
"...Mizuno is suspected of aiding a Gundam pilot in the mass destruction of OZ's Osaka base. She was last seen accompanying the accused pilot off the base. Mizuno is to be considered armed and very dangerous. If you have seen her, please don't hesitate to call..."
Ami bolted upright. This time, she had absolutely no problem opening her startled blue eyes. What had the newscaster said? Was Ami really a fugitive? But she and Wufei had been captured, hadn't they?
It was then that Ami decided to take in her surroundings. She lay on a simple bed with plain white sheets. The walls of the room were the same color as the bed linens, a stark white. The sole window was unadorned, save for the dark blue blinds that were opened to allow light into the room. A radio sat on a nearby nightstand, and it dawned on Ami that the news report must have been a radio broadcast. Now it spouted information about the war, White Fang's latest advances, the Gundams' counterattacks, and Relena Peacecraft's attempts at a truce. Ami snorted. Everyone knew that the Gundams would never compromise. They were cold-blooded killers, wanting only death and destruction.
Outside the partially opened door she heard the muffled sounds of low conversation. If she concentrated, she could hear part of the dialog.
"Tell Yuy the mission was a failure."
There was a pause, and then, "I know the information is vital, but I had some unexpected complications."
Silence reigned for several minutes. "Shut up, Maxwell. I don't need your teasing right now. If you or the others have any questions, check the mission report."
"Right. I'll be there within the week. And Maxwell...make sure the others know—Treize is mine."
Ami listened in shock as the line was disconnected. Wufei, the boy that had kissed her to save her life, the boy that she had kissed back, was one of the cursed Gundam pilots? She had saved a murderer! Her parents and teachers had talked to her about the notorious group of pilots. She had heard the stories about the mass murders they committed, the children they killed, and the young women they kidnapped and raped. Her own classmates had told her of relatives that had been shot in cold blood by the Gundams. And she, she had betrayed everyone by helping her enemy!
The door swung open, and Wufei stood in front of her, his dark eyes assessing her body. Ami felt herself flush but steadily met his gaze. Her body seemed to turn to ice in reaction to his stare. How dare he look at her with such insolence after all she had been through? Everything was his fault anyway!
"Hear anything interesting, woman?" Wufei coolly asked.
Ami lifted her chin. "Not recently," she replied. "And I believe that you are acquainted with the habit of calling people by their names?"
Wufei shrugged. "Your name is of no importance to me," he replied. "Soon enough I'll be rid of you."
"So you can go fight Mr. Kushrenada?" she asked without thinking.
"You know, it's rude to eavesdrop."
"You know, it's rude to act so high-and-mighty!"
A smirk crossed his tanned features. "Get used to it, woman. You're my prisoner until further notice. That means I have the right to treat you any way I please."
Ami's mouth gaped as he slammed the door behind him.
~~~
He should have known.
Wufei stormed through the two-room cabin that he and his captive had taken refuge in for the past week while she recovered. The blue-haired woman was gone. It didn't surprise him. Women were renowned for their flighty nature. But he was still pissed as hell. The woman had no sense at all. Didn't she know that over half of the Earth Sphere was out for her head? Leaving his protection would not only endanger her life, but also the lives of her family and friends. And, now that he was thinking about it, she had enough information on him to pose a danger to his ultimate mission.
Why had he rescued her? All she had done for him was bring him harm. But, for some reason, whenever he looked at her he remembered a time when he used to be so naïve. He didn't want OZ to ruin her world like they had ruined his. So Wufei had triggered the emergency explosives he had set in case of discovery and shot the few survivors. He himself was not without injury from the blast, but he had shielded the woman from harm. Then he had carried her out, and brought her to this safe house, miles from civilization. He had tended to her for a full week before she awoke, and when she did, this was how she repaid him? By betrayal?
Wufei did something he rarely did: he sighed. His furious pacing came to an abrupt halt, and he stared out the window of her bedroom. What was done was done, and he could not undo any of his actions. He'd just have to kill her.
~~~
Ami panted as she plunged deeper into the dark shelter of the trees. She could feel the lactic acid building up in her legs, threatening fatigue. Her chest heaved for air. Normally Ami considered herself athletically fit, but she had been running at top speed for over half an hour, and she was ready to collapse. Behind her, the sound of crunching leaves alerted her to Wufei's continuous presence. Would he never get tired?
Her head pounded in time with the beating of her heart, and her limbs felt like jell-o. Up ahead she glimpsed the glitter of sun on water. If she could make it to the water, she'd be free.
Only two yards from the bank of the creek, he tackled her to the ground. She shrieked once, but his hand quickly found her mouth and silenced her.
"Weak woman!"
Ami's eyes hardened to stony sapphires. She bit his hand. Hard.
Wufei bit back a yelp. The girl beneath him attempted to squirm free, to no avail. "Who's weak now?" she snapped, smirking at the heated expression on his face. He leaned forward and pressed her shoulders roughly into the ground. Rocks bit into her pale flesh, and she fought off a grimace.
"Do you have any idea of who you're messing with?" he asked, his voice soft and dangerous.
Ami struggled against his strength. "You're a murderer!" she shot back. As her hurried words sunk in, she lost her will to fight.
Wufei shook his head. "Wrong, woman. I am a justice-seeker."
Slowly the implications of her predicament hit home. She was out in the middle of nowhere, cornered by one of the most perilous men in the solar system. Nausea rolled through her system, and she fought for calm.
Wufei watched the horror dawn across Ami's features. Something inside him twisted at the disgust and fear in her eyes. He shoved the feeling aside for the moment. He'd think about everything later, after he disposed of her body.
He swallowed. "I want to apologize," he said gruffly. "I really didn't want to do this, but now I know I can't trust you with my secret." Wufei paused and searched her face for signs of understanding and forgiveness. He found neither. "I know this won't make any difference in the end, but you are the first woman I've kissed since OZ killed my wife."
Ami's feelings did a complete one-eighty. Confusion warred with the fear inside of her, and slowly, it won. He didn't look much older than her, so how could he have been married and a widow so soon? If he was telling the truth, it would make sense that he fought against OZ. But did that mean that OZ was deliberately misleading the public? Could the organization be blaming the Gundams for things their pilots were innocent of?
Wufei kneeled in front of her, his face impassive. He watched the girl before him sit up, and he watched as the fear faded from her deep blue eyes, leaving confusion in its wake. He didn't want her to feel fear. She was a bystander who was accidentally pulled into something beyond her control. Vowing to end everything quickly, he reached behind him and pulled out his gun. His palm throbbed from her forgotten bite, and he realized that she had broken skin.
Ami watched him train his gun on her. She wasn't afraid, and she didn't know why. Just moments ago she was ready to go down fighting, and now she was sitting passively just waiting for him to kill her. His hand was steady as he clicked off the safety.
"Wait!" she cried out. Wufei raised an eyebrow. "Did you really have a wife?"
The Chinese man blinked, then slowly nodded. "Her name was Meiran," he confided. Ami's mouth tightened, and she jerked her head.
"Go ahead then."
"I'm sorry," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.
The sound of the shot was never heard. Just as Wufei's finger tightened on the trigger, a wave from the nearby creek swept over the pair with a roar. Ami screamed, startled, as she was swept back with the water. Her arm bumped against something as she battled for balance. Looking down, she recognized Wufei's gun. But where was he?
Strong arms wrapped around her waist. Ami spun around in the receding water and found herself pressed against Wufei's toned body.
"You lost your gun," she stated, unsure of the things that she saw in his eyes. He looked as though he wanted to devour her, and she was uncertain if that included murder or not.
"I prefer my katana anyway. It's a more honorable way to fight," he stated without hesitation. Ami blinked at this. It seemed strange for a murderer to say such things about justice and honor. Then again, he had spoken about it before on several occasions. Closely following that thought was a question she had been wondering about since she woke up that morning.
"How did we escape from OZ?"
Wufei smirked. "Gundam pilots must always be prepared," he replied, his tone suggesting that she drop the subject. The smirk fell. "I still have to kill you."
Ami shivered in reply. "Can it wait until tomorrow?" she implored. "I'm a little chilled."
"Tomorrow then."
***
Someone inform me if I spelled Treize's last name correctly. I was debating between Kushreinada and Kushrenada, and just had to guess. Please review and give me some good feedback on what I can do to improve!