Another update! And it hasn't even been a week yet, I think. I hope you
guys still remember what this fic is about... or there wouldn't be much of a
reason to update so fast. I hope you like this chapter... lots of stuff
happens.
Reviews please!
I don't own GW or SM.
**
"Hey Wufei, what about this?" Duo asked with a smirk, holding up a hot pink miniskirt. The American had gone with him and Quatre as they left to buy new clothes on the pretense of buying groceries. However, Wufei had a sneaking feeling that he had only come to annoy both of them more.
"No, Maxwell." Wufei growled. Quatre had gotten off easy... having 29 sisters meant that he only had to buy a few things because he could borrow the rest. Quatre had offered to lend him some clothes, but nothing seemed to fit. So here they were in the mall, right in the middle of a rack of women's apparel.
Wufei had never been more mortified in his life, and the odd stares he kept getting made it even worse.
Finally, Duo seemed satisfied with the vast amounts of garments and the trip moved to another section. A very *interesting* section.
"So Wu-man... do you think you're a 26 or 28 B?" Duo asked mischievously, string a lilac silk bra between his hands.
Wufei's face acquainted itself with the floor, nose bleeding profusely.
**
Looking at the clock by Usagi's wall, Rei was surprised to see that it was already 5:00. She had been there for almost two hours. On the table besides the clock was a vase of light pink roses, most likely from Minako. And by the vase was Usagi's transformation brooch.
It was still beautiful and the Silver Imperial Crystal still sparkled as brightly as when Rei had first set eyes on it. But as she looked closer at it she could make out a tiny crack, thinner than a spider's silk web, in the middle, spreading. Frowning, Rei wondered what was wrong with it and knowing there was nothing she could do to fix it.
Slipping up quietly, she tried to leave with out making a sound. She didn't want to startle Mamoru, who had once again returned to his almost trance like state.
"Rei?" she heard her name called. Guess she hadn't been quiet enough after all.
"Yes, Mamoru?"
"I'll send you the check tonight. You should get it by tomorrow."
"Thank you, Mamoru."
"Anytime."
Shutting the door behind her, she knew that she was crying. That crack in the crystal... it couldn't be good news. And Mamoru had looked so sad and lost... she wished that this nightmare would end.
She just wanted it all to end.
**
Ami packed her stuff together an exited the school building. Smiling at a pleasant memory, she brushed it aside as she went to the bus stop. There had been so many happy memories made at Juuban, and it was always nice to remember. Even if the memory brought tears.
Looking at her watch again, she saw it was 5:30. Two and a half hours and she still didn't have much information on her attackers. Praying that their mystery assailants would have similar misfortune, Ami had quickly given up. All she could do was encrypt all of their files with another layer of security and add another firewall. And she still couldn't shake the feeling that her caution wouldn't be enough in the end.
These guys were pros, and she was just another high school girl.
Sure she was most likely the smartest high school girl in the district, but it wouldn't be enough. Not against the guys that were against them now.
Well, at least they hadn't made it to the news yet. That would be a very, very bad thing... even with all of their earlier precautions they might be recognized. And some people knew who they were. Hakura... Hotaru... Setsuna... Michiru... not to mention Mamoru. And Mamoru *couldn't* find out. Or everything would be ruined. And if one of the other scouts found out... well even with their past history they couldn't be trusted to keep their mouths shut. If Ami herself had been in their position, she wouldn't know what to do.
So not being on the news yet was the only *good* thing that they had to be grateful for.
Not that things couldn't get any worse... no. So many things could go wrong, and now was the crucial time. They were low on money... and Ami had been reluctant to ask for more than $500 from her mom. Hell... she felt bad for even asking for that much. She promised herself, *promised*, that she would be independent. And not a year later, she was already crawling back to her mom for money.
But if it was for Usagi, then she would just have to deal. After all, what's a little bruised pride compared to the life of one of your best friends?
The blue and white bus appeared, bringing with it a cloud of dust. Ami reflexively shielded her eyes against dust and waited for the bus to come to a full stop. Stepping on, she smiled at the bus driver. She almost rode the bus everyday now, and had become fast friends with the friendly lady behind the wheel. Sitting in the back, she found herself squished between the window and a violet haired guy with a braid.
He was arguing about something or another, speaking loudly and making wild gesticulations. Sighing, Ami resolved herself. It was going to be a long bus ride.
**
Duo didn't pay attention as a girl sat next to him in the bus, only noted with a casual detachment that she was wearing a school uniform and had blue hair. The reason for this was, in fact, very simple. He was instead trying to annoy the hell out of Wufei.
Quatre didn't seem that disturbed that he was going to be forced to dress in drag, but Wufei was a different matter completely. So of course when they were forced to ride the bus back to their apartment (because Heero had flatly refused to drive them to the mall, or let anyone else drive his car) and the bags full of Wufei's clothes took up a whole two seats, Duo had felt like it was his duty to make the already vexed Chinese have an even more stressful day.
And so Wufei snapped. Not all that unexpected, seeing how he is easily angered and how Duo is at the best of times hard to put up with. So as Wufei threw the first thing he could get his hands on at the braided baka, Duo's survival skills naturally caused him to duck.
Which caused the poor girl sitting behind him to get smacked in the head with a blue high-heeled shoe.
'Which was, by the way, almost the same color as her hair.' Duo said mentally, in that quiet moment of shock before the storm.
"Owwww..." the girl groaned, rubbing her head and glaring at Wufei. A rather pathetic glare, though. One a scale of one to ten, Duo would grudgingly give it a three. But then, maybe he was comparing it to Heero's famous death glare, and that didn't stand for much competition.
Hell... even Heero's *glare* had to the perfect.
Finally snapping out of the calm (at about the same time Wufei stopped sputtering and Quatre had finished his own shock) Duo tried to think of something to say. Which was really weird, since he didn't usually run out of things to say, but this was a very odd situation. Was he supposed to say, 'Sorry ma'am, my guy-friend's high heel accidentally hit your head. May I have it back please?'. Somehow, he doubted it.
Luckily for both him and Wufei, Quatre seemed to find his voice. "Miss... I'm so sorry for my friends' rude behavior. It is totally unacceptable, and I hope that you're alright."
"I think I'm okay. It's alright... it was aimed at him after all." She replied, looking at Duo. "Just try and aim better next time. And here's your... high heel?" She looked very, very confused. Not that Duo blamed her of course. He would probably feel the same if he had been hit in the head with an electric blue woman's shoe thrown by a man.
Then, noticing something, he felt his ability of speech return. "Hey... that uniform means that you go to Juuban, right?"
She looked surprised for a moment, and then answered, "Well, yes. Do you go there too?" as she glanced questionably at his traditional black priest's garb.
"Yeah... me and a couple of friends, Heero and Trowa, are going to start tomorrow. Oh, by the way, I'm Duo, the blonde is Quatre, and the idiot that threw the shoe is Wufei." He replied, introducing them all.
"I'm Ami. It's nice to meet you."
**
The faint glow of the laptop illuminated Heero's face as he kept on searching through it. It was no good, the girls were still unidentifiable, but he did get another message from Une. It read"
Mission Statement:
GIRLS TO BE CAPTURED ALIVE
WOUNDS TO BE AVOIDED
FAILURE RESULTS IN MISSION FAILURE
Une
Short and simple, it was straightforward and didn't take a genius to figure out. However, it did mean that the mission was going to be a lot harder than before. Alive... it had been a long time since he had orders like this. Not that it mattered to him either way.
But for them to die would mean a mission failure. And he didn't fail missions.
He was the perfect soldier, and if that meant that the girls had to be alive, then they would be alive. He would see to it. Reading the second line, he cursed himself for shooting the green-garbed girl. But it wouldn't be a life-threatening wound... the bullet had been found jammed into a desk with only small traces of blood. A shot like that wouldn't keep him down for even a day.
And that was before he received this statement.
Continuing with his search, he mentally praised whomever fire walled the school records. It had never taken so long for him to hack into a school system before, but in the end all it did was make him suspect something even more.
Regular schools didn't have security this strict.
Digging deeper into the database, he was disappointed to see that every person's personal records were encrypted. This would mean more than five hours of downloading every single person... and there were over a thousand students at Juuban. And he hadn't even begun to hack T.A. yet.
Well... might as well start somewhere.
Scrolling down, Heero clicked on the A's.
Aao Samo
Aeriko Saito
Aenori Sakura
Ai Hirika
Ai Hatsu
Aino Minako
Aiwa Tohru
Clicking systematically on the first person's name, he began the long download.
Something had to turn up eventually. And Aao Samo was as good as a place to start as anywhere. Opening multiple windows, he began downloading Aeriko Saito and Aenori Sakura. Then sitting back, he closed his eyes. There was nothing to do but wait.
**
Well... it's about time they finally met. And Minako's name is on the list, oh no! Creator's fault for giving her a last name that starts with an 'A', kinda like sending Rei to an all girl school. Well... at least it means that the boys can't kill the girls anymore.
I hope that you liked it. I'm too lazy to answer reviews, but I promise I'll do it next chapter.
And in the mean time... review so I can have something to answer! If I don't get any reviews for this chapter, then I can't give feed back and I love to talk almost as much as Duo.
Love,
Inverse-chan
Reviews please!
I don't own GW or SM.
**
"Hey Wufei, what about this?" Duo asked with a smirk, holding up a hot pink miniskirt. The American had gone with him and Quatre as they left to buy new clothes on the pretense of buying groceries. However, Wufei had a sneaking feeling that he had only come to annoy both of them more.
"No, Maxwell." Wufei growled. Quatre had gotten off easy... having 29 sisters meant that he only had to buy a few things because he could borrow the rest. Quatre had offered to lend him some clothes, but nothing seemed to fit. So here they were in the mall, right in the middle of a rack of women's apparel.
Wufei had never been more mortified in his life, and the odd stares he kept getting made it even worse.
Finally, Duo seemed satisfied with the vast amounts of garments and the trip moved to another section. A very *interesting* section.
"So Wu-man... do you think you're a 26 or 28 B?" Duo asked mischievously, string a lilac silk bra between his hands.
Wufei's face acquainted itself with the floor, nose bleeding profusely.
**
Looking at the clock by Usagi's wall, Rei was surprised to see that it was already 5:00. She had been there for almost two hours. On the table besides the clock was a vase of light pink roses, most likely from Minako. And by the vase was Usagi's transformation brooch.
It was still beautiful and the Silver Imperial Crystal still sparkled as brightly as when Rei had first set eyes on it. But as she looked closer at it she could make out a tiny crack, thinner than a spider's silk web, in the middle, spreading. Frowning, Rei wondered what was wrong with it and knowing there was nothing she could do to fix it.
Slipping up quietly, she tried to leave with out making a sound. She didn't want to startle Mamoru, who had once again returned to his almost trance like state.
"Rei?" she heard her name called. Guess she hadn't been quiet enough after all.
"Yes, Mamoru?"
"I'll send you the check tonight. You should get it by tomorrow."
"Thank you, Mamoru."
"Anytime."
Shutting the door behind her, she knew that she was crying. That crack in the crystal... it couldn't be good news. And Mamoru had looked so sad and lost... she wished that this nightmare would end.
She just wanted it all to end.
**
Ami packed her stuff together an exited the school building. Smiling at a pleasant memory, she brushed it aside as she went to the bus stop. There had been so many happy memories made at Juuban, and it was always nice to remember. Even if the memory brought tears.
Looking at her watch again, she saw it was 5:30. Two and a half hours and she still didn't have much information on her attackers. Praying that their mystery assailants would have similar misfortune, Ami had quickly given up. All she could do was encrypt all of their files with another layer of security and add another firewall. And she still couldn't shake the feeling that her caution wouldn't be enough in the end.
These guys were pros, and she was just another high school girl.
Sure she was most likely the smartest high school girl in the district, but it wouldn't be enough. Not against the guys that were against them now.
Well, at least they hadn't made it to the news yet. That would be a very, very bad thing... even with all of their earlier precautions they might be recognized. And some people knew who they were. Hakura... Hotaru... Setsuna... Michiru... not to mention Mamoru. And Mamoru *couldn't* find out. Or everything would be ruined. And if one of the other scouts found out... well even with their past history they couldn't be trusted to keep their mouths shut. If Ami herself had been in their position, she wouldn't know what to do.
So not being on the news yet was the only *good* thing that they had to be grateful for.
Not that things couldn't get any worse... no. So many things could go wrong, and now was the crucial time. They were low on money... and Ami had been reluctant to ask for more than $500 from her mom. Hell... she felt bad for even asking for that much. She promised herself, *promised*, that she would be independent. And not a year later, she was already crawling back to her mom for money.
But if it was for Usagi, then she would just have to deal. After all, what's a little bruised pride compared to the life of one of your best friends?
The blue and white bus appeared, bringing with it a cloud of dust. Ami reflexively shielded her eyes against dust and waited for the bus to come to a full stop. Stepping on, she smiled at the bus driver. She almost rode the bus everyday now, and had become fast friends with the friendly lady behind the wheel. Sitting in the back, she found herself squished between the window and a violet haired guy with a braid.
He was arguing about something or another, speaking loudly and making wild gesticulations. Sighing, Ami resolved herself. It was going to be a long bus ride.
**
Duo didn't pay attention as a girl sat next to him in the bus, only noted with a casual detachment that she was wearing a school uniform and had blue hair. The reason for this was, in fact, very simple. He was instead trying to annoy the hell out of Wufei.
Quatre didn't seem that disturbed that he was going to be forced to dress in drag, but Wufei was a different matter completely. So of course when they were forced to ride the bus back to their apartment (because Heero had flatly refused to drive them to the mall, or let anyone else drive his car) and the bags full of Wufei's clothes took up a whole two seats, Duo had felt like it was his duty to make the already vexed Chinese have an even more stressful day.
And so Wufei snapped. Not all that unexpected, seeing how he is easily angered and how Duo is at the best of times hard to put up with. So as Wufei threw the first thing he could get his hands on at the braided baka, Duo's survival skills naturally caused him to duck.
Which caused the poor girl sitting behind him to get smacked in the head with a blue high-heeled shoe.
'Which was, by the way, almost the same color as her hair.' Duo said mentally, in that quiet moment of shock before the storm.
"Owwww..." the girl groaned, rubbing her head and glaring at Wufei. A rather pathetic glare, though. One a scale of one to ten, Duo would grudgingly give it a three. But then, maybe he was comparing it to Heero's famous death glare, and that didn't stand for much competition.
Hell... even Heero's *glare* had to the perfect.
Finally snapping out of the calm (at about the same time Wufei stopped sputtering and Quatre had finished his own shock) Duo tried to think of something to say. Which was really weird, since he didn't usually run out of things to say, but this was a very odd situation. Was he supposed to say, 'Sorry ma'am, my guy-friend's high heel accidentally hit your head. May I have it back please?'. Somehow, he doubted it.
Luckily for both him and Wufei, Quatre seemed to find his voice. "Miss... I'm so sorry for my friends' rude behavior. It is totally unacceptable, and I hope that you're alright."
"I think I'm okay. It's alright... it was aimed at him after all." She replied, looking at Duo. "Just try and aim better next time. And here's your... high heel?" She looked very, very confused. Not that Duo blamed her of course. He would probably feel the same if he had been hit in the head with an electric blue woman's shoe thrown by a man.
Then, noticing something, he felt his ability of speech return. "Hey... that uniform means that you go to Juuban, right?"
She looked surprised for a moment, and then answered, "Well, yes. Do you go there too?" as she glanced questionably at his traditional black priest's garb.
"Yeah... me and a couple of friends, Heero and Trowa, are going to start tomorrow. Oh, by the way, I'm Duo, the blonde is Quatre, and the idiot that threw the shoe is Wufei." He replied, introducing them all.
"I'm Ami. It's nice to meet you."
**
The faint glow of the laptop illuminated Heero's face as he kept on searching through it. It was no good, the girls were still unidentifiable, but he did get another message from Une. It read"
Mission Statement:
GIRLS TO BE CAPTURED ALIVE
WOUNDS TO BE AVOIDED
FAILURE RESULTS IN MISSION FAILURE
Une
Short and simple, it was straightforward and didn't take a genius to figure out. However, it did mean that the mission was going to be a lot harder than before. Alive... it had been a long time since he had orders like this. Not that it mattered to him either way.
But for them to die would mean a mission failure. And he didn't fail missions.
He was the perfect soldier, and if that meant that the girls had to be alive, then they would be alive. He would see to it. Reading the second line, he cursed himself for shooting the green-garbed girl. But it wouldn't be a life-threatening wound... the bullet had been found jammed into a desk with only small traces of blood. A shot like that wouldn't keep him down for even a day.
And that was before he received this statement.
Continuing with his search, he mentally praised whomever fire walled the school records. It had never taken so long for him to hack into a school system before, but in the end all it did was make him suspect something even more.
Regular schools didn't have security this strict.
Digging deeper into the database, he was disappointed to see that every person's personal records were encrypted. This would mean more than five hours of downloading every single person... and there were over a thousand students at Juuban. And he hadn't even begun to hack T.A. yet.
Well... might as well start somewhere.
Scrolling down, Heero clicked on the A's.
Aao Samo
Aeriko Saito
Aenori Sakura
Ai Hirika
Ai Hatsu
Aino Minako
Aiwa Tohru
Clicking systematically on the first person's name, he began the long download.
Something had to turn up eventually. And Aao Samo was as good as a place to start as anywhere. Opening multiple windows, he began downloading Aeriko Saito and Aenori Sakura. Then sitting back, he closed his eyes. There was nothing to do but wait.
**
Well... it's about time they finally met. And Minako's name is on the list, oh no! Creator's fault for giving her a last name that starts with an 'A', kinda like sending Rei to an all girl school. Well... at least it means that the boys can't kill the girls anymore.
I hope that you liked it. I'm too lazy to answer reviews, but I promise I'll do it next chapter.
And in the mean time... review so I can have something to answer! If I don't get any reviews for this chapter, then I can't give feed back and I love to talk almost as much as Duo.
Love,
Inverse-chan