Shattered Reality Part 11
Startling Revelation
by
Sailor Janus
A few hours later, the other ex-pilots climbed up the stairs and down the hallway to Hotaru's room, after realizing that their stoic yet deadly friend never returned from his last visit. Hopefully the two didn't end up killing each other.
Quietly, Quatre opened the door as the others peered in over his shoulder after the blonde had let out a gasp, turning a bright shade of red.
"Did they kill each other, or fall asleep? Neither are moving," Wufei speculated as he raised an eyebrow. The two teens were now lying down on the carpeted floor, Heero's arms still wrapped around Hotaru's waist, both peacefully sleeping.
Trowa glanced in the room, and smiled lightly. "We shouldn't be so surprised."
Duo rubbed his eyes as he continued to gawk in awe. "I never could imagine those two actually being sweet! It's like some bizarre parallel universe!"
The blonde nodded his head as he shut the door slightly to the point where they could still look through the crack. The four ex-pilots were curious as far as what was going on and who could blame them? "You have to admit, they do look cute together."
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Slowly, Hotaru opened her eyes, seeming a little puzzled as far as why she was lying on the floor and the fact that something heavy was part way draped over her. Turning her head, the dark-haired girl was shocked to find it was Heero's weight she was feeling, and the fact that their limbs were practically entwined, with her arms wrapped around his, was even more intriguing.
Suddenly, everything that occurred last night came rushing back in full force. Hotaru remembered what had happened but why it did was an even bigger mystery. She had to admit, Heero looked incredibly cute sleeping. He was lying on his side with his arms wrapped around her waist, partway leaning on her back, which was turned towards him as his dark hair fell into his closed eyes. 'When did we end up lying on the floor?'
The violet-eyed girl didn't mind of course. It was an entirely new situation for her. The question was, what is going to happen when Heero wakes up? The possibilities were almost endless. Everything thing from grabbing his gun and blowing her brains out, to a look of shock and perhaps acceptance, to even a good morning kiss. Of course she doubted the latter. This was the Perfect Soldier, Heero Yuy after all, although something did change between the two of them.
Hotaru continued watching the ex-pilot sleep. It almost seemed comforting in an odd way. Sleep was the only time that a person no matter who they were could appear totally at peace.
At this moment, Heero began to stir. Right away, he could tell there was something different. 'What are my arms wrapped around?' the Perfect Soldier thought as he opened his eyes and suddenly blinked repeatedly, stunned that the face he was now staring into was none other than Hotaru Tomoe's. But how? And why?
Neither teen moved and just looked at each other. Finally, the Prussian blue-eyed boy recalled the events of the previous evening as well.
Swallowing hard Heero asked, "Are you okay?" The last thing he wanted right now was for Hotaru to attempt suicide again especially after everything that had happened between the two of them but then again, what exactly did take place? Luckily, she appeared to being on the verge of a full recovery so hopefully the worst was over.
Lightly, the dark-haired girl nodded her head in response as she carefully, rolled to her back, still, examining Heero's face. Oddly, he did not let go, only shifting the position his arms were in. "The pain is still there much it's not on my mind as much anymore."
The teenaged boy nodded his head. "Good."
"Heero, what happened between the two of us?" Hotaru finally asked, knowing the question was plaguing both of their minds.
"I don't know. This feeling is foreign. I didn't even think it could possibly exist," he admitted gazing deeply into Hotaru's violet eyes.
The girl briefly closed her eyes as she spoke. "I agree. All I ever knew was what my missions consisted of fighting, killing, and trying to stay alive. Everything else was pretty much erased." Hotaru paused briefly, as she looked into the boy's dark blue eyes, daring to reach out and brush a lock away from his face. "So now what?"
Heero contemplated the question for a brief minute as the dark-haired girl looked on, expecting an answer. Slowly, he brought his head to Hotaru's, lightly kissing her forehead surprising both teens. Carefully, the ex-pilot sat up, gently bringing the girl up with him. "Just go about things normal and don't worry about the others. I'll kill them if they say anything."
Tenderly, Heero lifted Hotaru's chin and brought his mouth to hers and they both closed their eyes. The girl reached her hand up to his face, lightly caressing it as the kiss deepened before a loud bang interrupted them.
Turning towards the door, the two teens found their friends in practically a dog pile on the floor with Trowa the only one actually standing. However each of the four boys were equally red in the face at the fact that they were caught.
"Maxwell, get off me!" Wufei grumbled to the braided-haired teen that was sprawled across the Chinese teen.
"Eh, sorry!" Duo chirped, clumsily stumbling to his feet before he nervously scratched his head. Trying to avoid the eyes of the two teenagers sitting on the floor.
Hotaru and Heero blinked at the intruders, appearing very annoyed. "Then be ready for four dead friends," the girl dryly said.
"What do you want?" the stoic ex-pilot asked sounding very perturbed.
The four pilots exchanged glances, grimacing at each other as Wufei and Quatre scrambled off of the floor.
"Uh, tea?" the blonde grinned as Trowa and the Chinese teen slapped their hands to their faces in disbelief at the boy's ridiculous response as Duo eagerly nodded his head.
What happened next left the snoopers even more shocked than witnessing the kiss. Hotaru and Heero each began snickering at the stupidity of the four teens each with smiles on their faces.
The four ex-pilots gaped at them, bewildered over the newest action before the cobalt blue-eyed teen asked, "Okay, who are you and what have you done with the real Heero Yuy and Hotaru Tomoe?!"
"Think they're sick?" Wufei whispered to Trowa who shrugged.
Hotaru rolled her eyes as she pointed towards the door. "Can you four please go now? And knock next time!"
"Eh, sorry, Hotaru. We just wanted to make sure you two didn't kill each other or anything," Quatre rambled as he followed his friends who were giving out their own apologies, out the door.
"I can't believe they were kissing!" Duo shouted through the closed door. "That is so surreal!"
"Um, Duo.... they can still hear you," the green-eyed teen pointed out as his long haired friend flushed.
"Oops." Duo said as he followed the others down the stairs.
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Hotaru blinked at the door where the ex-pilots once stood. "At least we don't have to worry about them making a big deal. Should have realized they'd be suspicious about your disappearance."
Heero nodded his head. "We didn't exactly get along the moment we met."
The girl giggled. "Death threats and endless glares. I kind of don't blame them for spying."
Neither Hotaru nor Heero understood why they felt so calm around each other. It almost seemed like they were connected somehow. The experience was new and slightly frightening, yet irresistible. Did they always feel this why and were hiding it with animosity or did it just happen that night? Whatever it was, it seemed almost magical.
"We should probably try to figure out what Iron Fist is up to and how to prevent them from succeeding," the Perfect Soldier softly said as they both leaned against the bed, staring at the closed door.
Hotaru nodded her head. "We may have missed something the first time we searched through the information. I still have my disk what about you?"
"It's with my laptop. Get changed and we'll go back through it again. I have a feeling that was not the last we are going to see of Iron Fist," the ex-pilot reluctantly admitted. He knew Hotaru was still very edgy when it came to the people who tried to execute her.
The dark-haired girl nodded her head in agreement. "Yes, they are very likely to be hunting all of us down right now," she quietly said closing her eyes. 'Damn them.'
Heero, brushed his mouth against Hotaru's before whispering in her ear, "I'm not going to let them touch you again. Got it?"
Hotaru looked into the boy's blue eyes as she nodded. "Got it. Just give me a little time to try to erase that day from my memory."
The Prussian blue-eyed teen slowly stood up. "Meet us in the living room. We need to crack this mystery before the situation worsens."
The violet-eyed girl whispered, "I will," as she watched Heero leave the room, softly closing the door behind him.
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Hotaru walked down the stairs, laptop and disk in hand, feeling refreshened and calm. She was back in her normal clothing consisting of a lavender tank top, dark blue jeans and her black boots. The leather pants, even though they looked really cool, felt too sticky, especially if she sweated.
As soon as she turned the corner into the living room, the four ex-pilots, who still appeared to be very embarrassed over their previous meeting, promptly greeted the violet-eyed girl.
Hotaru tried her hardest to hide her smirk as she sat on the carpet, opposite Heero, who glanced briefly at her in polite recognition before returning his attention back to the computer.
Stealthily, she flipped open the compact computer and booted it up. Soon Iron Fist's logo was plastered to the screen, which signaled the beginning to her seemingly endless typing, searching every singles file, until she hit her own. Oddly Heero appeared to have reached the file at the same moment. The other teens, with copies of Perfect Soldier's disk, came to the file containing a very unpleasant recount of Hotaru's track record soon after.
"You assassinated the Prime Ministers from Russia, India, and Denmark?" he asked, which a slightly surprised tone to his voice.
Quietly, Hotaru nodded her head as Heero glanced up at her. Everyone else in the room, which was searching though their own computers, froze at the same time, each finding something equally intriguing.
Quatre blinked at the screen in front of him. "Wait, didn't President Jefferson of America die of a natural causes? A heart attack if I remember correctly, but why would his death be recorded here?"
The girl dropped her head, almost ashamed of her past. "Yes, after I slipped him something in his coffee which resulted in his already poor heart condition dramatically decreasing.
"And the plane crash claiming the lives of the world leaders of Great Britain, Spain, France, and Italy?" Trowa said raising an eyebrow.
"Technical tampering," Hotaru simply answered. 'Did they have to chronicle everything thing I did?!' she thought, clenching her jaw.
Duo stared in horror at his computer screen. "The assassination of the pacifists leaders of the colonies?! Wow do you have a history!"
"The world leaders of Australia, Mexico, and Germany. And yet, there is probably more." Wufei said as he glanced up at the girl who was frowning immensely.
Hotaru pushed her laptop back as she prepared to defend herself. "Those are missions that I am not proud of and vaguely remember only after Prof. T had reported back to me what I had accomplished. I had no control whatsoever and.... oh shit."
"What?" the Perfect Soldier inquired as he glanced up at the girl who had a very frantic look on her face.
"Damn it! Why didn't I realize this sooner!" the dark-haired girl shouted, abruptly standing up. "They were all pacifist leaders, every single one of them yet those murders occurred..... They've been plotting this since after Oz split-up and the White Fang incident back in AC 195," she finally said spinning around to face the five ex-pilots who gaped at the response.
"I think you're on to something Hotaru," Trowa agreed. It made perfect sense. Every single pacifist leader was practically dead now giving Iron Fist the upper hand. Only Relena Peacecraft had stood in the way but she too met the same gruesome fate as the others.
"We know they are planning world domination but what's next on their agenda?" Quatre said, crossing his arms.
The cobalt blue-eyed teen frowned. "Well, they probably still have 'Kill the ex-gundam pilots and Hotaru at the very top of the list."
Hotaru sat back down, and began typing rapidly on her keyboard. "It's imperative that something has already been planned. Specifically since they have planned everything since the fall of Oz. The question is what?"
"They never told you about the missions or operations?" The Chinese teen asked the girl who shook her head.
"No, of course I never possessed control since the whole program and training regime was altered. I don't know why I know this, but Prof. T did not originally instruct me. There was someone else," Hotaru answered, her violet eyes, practically glued to the screen. "What the hell?" she gasped, staring at the in terror.
"What's wrong?" Heero asked as he as well as the others got up to inspect the girl's computer screen.
Frantically the girl continued typing as she shook her head in disbelief. "I have located plans for something called a Daimon, but it does not give specifics on its purpose. I will say that because it seems to be very vague, it can not be anything good."
"Are you sure Hotaru? I mean, maybe it's something else," Duo said with a shaky tone to his voice. He hated it when things began turning out worse than they seem.
The Prussian blue-eyed teen shook his head. "No. Hotaru is right. Because the plans are top secret, they cannot be good." Sure enough, soon the girl confirmed their suspicions, adding onto the list of fears.
"Oh shit. We've got a positive on the 'cannot be good' and could probably advance it's status to 'your worse nightmare' come true." Hotaru flatly said as she briefly closed her eyes. "Damn it, I don't believe this! Those bastards! Oh damn it, we are in so much shit right now."
"Okay, Hotaru is cussing more than usual and acting very pessimistic. This has to be bad," the chestnut brown-haired ex-pilot said as the other ex-pilots glanced at the girl awaiting her verdict.
The circus performer blinked at the girl knowing she was not overreacting. "How bad is it?"
Hotaru sighed deeply as she leaned against the table. "On a scale from one to ten? One being they're forcing everyone to wear pink tutus and ten being a hell of a lot worse? I'd give it a twenty or even a forty at this point." Taking a deep breath the girl explained everything, confirming the fact that she was not overreacting by far. "The Daimon is an extremely powerful mobile doll created from Gundamium. It is incredibly light yet very deadly. The components include tracers on anything made of metal, as well as a stealth mode, much like how Duo can scramble tracking devices to take his enemies by surprise, and enough ammunition to supply a small army. The fact that you guys do not have your gundams not to mention are wanted for the murder of Relena, makes everything twice as hard."
"Shit! They have totally screwed us over! Now what are we going to do?! We can't fight and the fact that it's a mobile doll makes everything even more complicated because you can't kick the damn computer out of the cock pit!" Duo shouted, going into a rage.
"Calm down Duo!" the Arabian said to his friend before turning to Hotaru. "How could they have possibly made such a mobile doll though?! Where could they have built them without someone knowing?"
Wufei scowled as he crossed his arms. "The same way their stupid headquarters existed and Hotaru went on a murder spree as their little puppet. They found a way."
"Are you certain they are Mobile Dolls, Hotaru? Is there anything more we need to know about them?" Heero inquired of the girl whose fingers began dancing on the keyboard again.
Shaking her head Hotaru answered, "No, they are all mobile dolls with a brand new state-of-the-art programming much different compared to the ones from AC 195." The girl quickly froze, frowning at her computer screen. "Hmm. There is mention of a Perfect Mobile Doll but there is no information pertaining to what it means by the term. Perhaps it was just a prototype."
Suddenly the glass windows of the large mansion began exploding, sending shards of shattered glass raining down upon the six teenagers, startling them half to death as gunfire rang through the air.
"EVERYONE DOWN!"
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Author's Notes: Wow, this took longer write than I thought. This is what happens when you party one weekend and then move the following one ^_^;;
Anyway I love the reviews! I am so glad you guys like how I did the romance part ^_^ I just read it over and over again hoping it sounded right. That has to be my all time favorite chapter to write!
Now it's time to twist everything once again. You'll start recognizing a certain theme here soon but I won't give it away because it's important for the future of the story.
Um, expect the next chapter out sometime next week. It'll be a goody I believe unless I get a revelation again.
And the mirror shall crack even more....