PLOT, YAY! XD And a sappy moment. This part is turning out to be more difficult to write than I'd thought it would be. ;_; Hopefully I still have some fans wanting to read this. XD
---Misplaced in Space - Chapter Thirteen; The Pros and Cons of Sneaking Out---
"Attention crew: the Peace Milion will be making another colony stop today for refueling and supplies. We will stay for the remainder of the day; don't be late reporting back to the ship. That is all."
The fuzzed intercom clicked off with a pop. Nicole set down her book with a smile, standing and scurrying over to her things. She tugged on her black boots and snatched up her jacket, dashing out the door. With a quick look left and right she found the hall clear, save for Nick's head poking out his door.
"Oy, Nick! Psst!" she hissed, waving over at him.
"Hi!" he smiled, turning in her direction. "Are we sneaking out again?"
"Of course, where're the others?"
He shrugged in reply. "I saw Ashy go running by on her own a little bit ago, then came Kryss and Anna."
She mirrored his shrug and dashed over, grabbing his arm. "Let's go then!"
He blinked, grabbing his jacket as the smaller girl hauled him down the hall. "Go where?"
"Baka, into the colony, where else? Where are we, 03?" she cackled, turning the corner and bumping into something soft and warm. She blinked her brown eyes and looked up at Quatre. "Um...hi?"
The blond Arabian gave her a fish-eyed look. "Yes, we're at 03. Now, where do you think you're going?"
"Um...out?" she laughed nervously, rubbing at the back of her neck with her free hand.
He shook his head, a bemused smile playing at his lips. "I'm afraid not. Zechs would have a fit."
"Erm..." the brunette twitched, looking back at her taller friend for guidance, whom only shrugged. After hissing a curse on Nick's head and a moment of deliberation she leaned up and touched at Quatre's lips gently with her own, causing her cheeks to flame an ungodly red along with his. Plus his body froze nicely.
She snatched her Earth-born friend's arm and tugged him out the door. "Sorry, Quatre! We'll be back later!" she called back as they left the ship and hit the streets of 03.
The 04 pilot stood frozen, his blue-green eyes quite wide with shock. Slowly he reached a hand to his lips, barely grazing at them with his slightly calloused fingertips. The corners of his mouth upturned slightly, the red in his cheeks fading to a subtle pink. "She kissed me..." He shook his head slowly, a quiet chuckle escaping him as he turned and headed out after the pair.
***
"Oooh, I can't believe I did that, that was stupid, stupid, STUPID!" the midget howled, her hands clapped over her roaring crimson cheeks.
Nick yawned, staring dully at the back of her head. "He didn't seem to mind that much. Actually, I think he liked it, seeing as you ARE his girlfriend and all." He laughed softly, ducking the hail of fists that came down as she whirled about. "I was just kidding, kidding!"
"Gr..." she popped him one in the shoulder and turned back about, resuming her walk.
After a few minutes of walking and her step seemed to relax a little, he spoke up again. "So, what's the plan?"
She shrugged, stretching her arms up over her head. "We're on 03...Why not visit the circus?" she suggested, pointing ahead toward a large tent in the distance.
"The circus?" he raised an eyebrow, giving the back of her head a look. "Are you that desperate for amusement?"
"Look, we're in outer space like a million or something light years from Earth surrounded by anime characters that until about three weeks ago we had no idea existed in life, and who the hell KNOWS how all this stuff got into space without anybody knowing about it. I'm plenty amused. I just want to go see the fucking circus. Got a complaint? Put it in my, 'I couldn't care less,' tray so I can file it away in the metaphorical office shredder, 'kay? 'Kay," she huffed, scuffing the soles of her boots a little on the sidewalk.
"Yes, ma'am..." he said dutifully, twitching a little. "Touch-e. Maybe Quatre should do something to loosen you up..."
"Bite me," she grumbled. "Check it out, we're here. Who's paying?"
He shrugged, stepping up behind her. "I guess I wi-," he was cut off abruptly by the blare of a car horn, then:
"AAAAHHHHH!!!"
The pair's heads shot up, looking back in the direction of the scream. Sitting crumpled on the sidewalk was a small, darkly clad figure, looking to be breathing rather harshly as a car swerved down the road, a man sticking his head out the window and swearing loudly in some European language, giving the figure the finger.
"Wow, I didn't know they knew that gesture in space..." Nicole mused, tapping her chin.
Nick shrugged. "Some thing's are universal I guess...Hang on a minute," he muttered, squinting at the figure on the sidewalk a little. He jogged over, leaning over a little. After a moment his eyes lit up. "Mei?"
From her place on the ground the girl looked up, blinking her blue-violet eyes. "Nick?"
He nodded. "Yeah!" he smiled, offering her a hand, which she gratefully took and hauled herself up, dusting off her posterior with her free hand and sticking a tongue out at the torn knee of her black stockings. "So, is causing car accidents a regular thing for you?" he said teasingly.
The Chinese-American girl blinked, then laughed, her cheeks turning a faint pink. "Yes, it's a regular hobby," she joked. "So, um...going to the circus?"
He nodded, then blushed, realizing he still had a gentle grip on her hand. He released her hand, shoving his own in his pocket. "Would you like to join us?" he asked, nodding over to his short companion.
She blinked, blushing a tad. "S-sure!"
He nodded and turned, walking back to Nicole, who stood tapping her toe. Mei dutifully followed in his wake, stopping beside him at the ticket counter.
"You do realize you're paying for Mei now," she said, waving a little to her and raising an eyebrow.
"And I'll pay for us," Quatre puffed as he jogged up to the group, causing the small girl to blush.
"You don't have to..." she coughed, giving Nick a look and raising a fist, as if daring him to say a word.
"No, I want to..." he smiled down at her fondly, his cheeks turning a faint pink.
"Well, um...alright. It's a date then!" she laughed nervously, walking up to the ticket counter and causing her beau to blush furiously.
***
"I must be out of my mind," Ashley shook her head, standing in front of the Beijing's docking gate. After about a half hour of directions, questions, and flirting with docking personnel, she had discovered that the Beijing had come in on the opposite end of 03, unaware of the Peace Milion's presence. And being the onna that she was, she had decided to do a little...detective work.
"Well...here goes nothing," she laughed, skating into the gate.
Within the Beijing she found the halls completely bare, all its occupants gone. As she rolled down the metal hall she looked this way and that for something of interest, patting the gun in her pocket she had swiped from Heero's room. As she looked around she ran the words, 'I am not an onna,' over and over in her mind, in effort to keep her wits about her. She tried to keep a cool look about her, but inside her stomach was twisting in knots and she felt cold all over. She could feel a small, cool perspiration tingling at her back, causing her to shiver as a breeze from the ventilator blew down from above her.
Suddenly a few feet ahead she heard a grunt and the squeaking of a chair. In panic she looked this way and that for a hiding place, seeing only a computer console, which she ducked behind.
She peaked over the console, spotting what appeared to be the bridge of the Beijing, sitting in a large, leather chair was a very tall, buff looking Asian man. He had a long, black and dribbled with gray mustache that came down on either side in the signature ancient Chinese way, the tips brushing at his shoulder. His hair was long, wound into a bun, which was also streaked with gray. He was obviously somewhat old, though she could only see his profile from where he sat. He then turned in his chair, the tall back of it facing her.
The red-brown haired girl gulped, standing up and looking over some papers left strewn over the console; obviously someone was in the process of working with them. She picked up a few papers and shuffled through them, silently reading over them, her lips forming over the words as she did so, but no sound coming. She grinned and flattened them out, pulling up her shirt and sticking them in her jeans, then dropping her shirt to cover them.
As she began typing and searching the computer for more information, the tall man ahead of her stood and yawned. "Need to enter this in the computer..." he muttered, just loud enough for her ears to catch it. She swallowed hard, looking this way and that, spotting an open door, which she swiftly crossed the floor to and dove through as the man arrived at the console.
He blinked at the computer screen with open programs, frowned a moment then shrugged. "Mei must have been doing some research...silly girl," he grumbled, closing it out and taking a seat before the machine.
Ashley's eyes widened. Oh, shit... she thought, Mei is the enemy! Quickly she shook it off and looked around the room, realizing she had stumbled into a uniform closet. Happily she grabbed up one of the uniforms, pulling off her roller blades and on the uniform. Grudgingly she decided she would have to leave the pink skates, tucking her hair up inside the hat and taking a deep breath and exiting the room.
At the sound of footsteps he turned, blinking. "Hello?"
She froze, then quickly put on a militant look and slowly turned around, saluting and standing rigidly. "Sir."
"I thought everyone had left to see the colony?" he questioned, raising a bushy black and gray eyebrow.
"Yes, sir, I was just leaving," she barked out, silently cursing herself as she walked down the hall and out the docking gate. She then broke into a run, hauling ass back to the Peace Milion.
As she ran she saw Wufei looking around for something and grabbed his wrist as she ran, dragging him along. "COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!!" she squealed, turning into the Peace Milion docking gate and motoring down the hall to Zechs' office, releasing Wufei as she ran.
"NAZI, NAZI, NAZI!!" she screamed as she ran, squealing the word over and over like a banshee. Upon arrival at Zechs' door she bashed at it as hard as she could until it suddenly opened for her, a very annoyed Marquis glaring down at her.
"What?" he asked, his eye twitching with annoyance.
She looked this way and that, holding the uniform she had stripped on her way there over an arm. "You got visitors?"
"No..." he replied, giving her a funny look.
"Good," she nodded, throwing him the uniform and holding out the papers. "'Cause I snuck onto the Beijing."
"..." Without a word he took the papers and tossed the uniform upon his desk, reading over the papers. After a few moments of scanning the pages he set them down and took a seat in his chair. "...I can't very well punish you much more. This is good work. Very valuable information."
She smirked, sitting in the chair opposite his. "Glad you see things my way."
***
*snickers* Chapter thirteen will hopefully be out soon. ;_; Sorry this took so long. ^^;;; SOWWY!
---Misplaced in Space - Chapter Thirteen; The Pros and Cons of Sneaking Out---
"Attention crew: the Peace Milion will be making another colony stop today for refueling and supplies. We will stay for the remainder of the day; don't be late reporting back to the ship. That is all."
The fuzzed intercom clicked off with a pop. Nicole set down her book with a smile, standing and scurrying over to her things. She tugged on her black boots and snatched up her jacket, dashing out the door. With a quick look left and right she found the hall clear, save for Nick's head poking out his door.
"Oy, Nick! Psst!" she hissed, waving over at him.
"Hi!" he smiled, turning in her direction. "Are we sneaking out again?"
"Of course, where're the others?"
He shrugged in reply. "I saw Ashy go running by on her own a little bit ago, then came Kryss and Anna."
She mirrored his shrug and dashed over, grabbing his arm. "Let's go then!"
He blinked, grabbing his jacket as the smaller girl hauled him down the hall. "Go where?"
"Baka, into the colony, where else? Where are we, 03?" she cackled, turning the corner and bumping into something soft and warm. She blinked her brown eyes and looked up at Quatre. "Um...hi?"
The blond Arabian gave her a fish-eyed look. "Yes, we're at 03. Now, where do you think you're going?"
"Um...out?" she laughed nervously, rubbing at the back of her neck with her free hand.
He shook his head, a bemused smile playing at his lips. "I'm afraid not. Zechs would have a fit."
"Erm..." the brunette twitched, looking back at her taller friend for guidance, whom only shrugged. After hissing a curse on Nick's head and a moment of deliberation she leaned up and touched at Quatre's lips gently with her own, causing her cheeks to flame an ungodly red along with his. Plus his body froze nicely.
She snatched her Earth-born friend's arm and tugged him out the door. "Sorry, Quatre! We'll be back later!" she called back as they left the ship and hit the streets of 03.
The 04 pilot stood frozen, his blue-green eyes quite wide with shock. Slowly he reached a hand to his lips, barely grazing at them with his slightly calloused fingertips. The corners of his mouth upturned slightly, the red in his cheeks fading to a subtle pink. "She kissed me..." He shook his head slowly, a quiet chuckle escaping him as he turned and headed out after the pair.
***
"Oooh, I can't believe I did that, that was stupid, stupid, STUPID!" the midget howled, her hands clapped over her roaring crimson cheeks.
Nick yawned, staring dully at the back of her head. "He didn't seem to mind that much. Actually, I think he liked it, seeing as you ARE his girlfriend and all." He laughed softly, ducking the hail of fists that came down as she whirled about. "I was just kidding, kidding!"
"Gr..." she popped him one in the shoulder and turned back about, resuming her walk.
After a few minutes of walking and her step seemed to relax a little, he spoke up again. "So, what's the plan?"
She shrugged, stretching her arms up over her head. "We're on 03...Why not visit the circus?" she suggested, pointing ahead toward a large tent in the distance.
"The circus?" he raised an eyebrow, giving the back of her head a look. "Are you that desperate for amusement?"
"Look, we're in outer space like a million or something light years from Earth surrounded by anime characters that until about three weeks ago we had no idea existed in life, and who the hell KNOWS how all this stuff got into space without anybody knowing about it. I'm plenty amused. I just want to go see the fucking circus. Got a complaint? Put it in my, 'I couldn't care less,' tray so I can file it away in the metaphorical office shredder, 'kay? 'Kay," she huffed, scuffing the soles of her boots a little on the sidewalk.
"Yes, ma'am..." he said dutifully, twitching a little. "Touch-e. Maybe Quatre should do something to loosen you up..."
"Bite me," she grumbled. "Check it out, we're here. Who's paying?"
He shrugged, stepping up behind her. "I guess I wi-," he was cut off abruptly by the blare of a car horn, then:
"AAAAHHHHH!!!"
The pair's heads shot up, looking back in the direction of the scream. Sitting crumpled on the sidewalk was a small, darkly clad figure, looking to be breathing rather harshly as a car swerved down the road, a man sticking his head out the window and swearing loudly in some European language, giving the figure the finger.
"Wow, I didn't know they knew that gesture in space..." Nicole mused, tapping her chin.
Nick shrugged. "Some thing's are universal I guess...Hang on a minute," he muttered, squinting at the figure on the sidewalk a little. He jogged over, leaning over a little. After a moment his eyes lit up. "Mei?"
From her place on the ground the girl looked up, blinking her blue-violet eyes. "Nick?"
He nodded. "Yeah!" he smiled, offering her a hand, which she gratefully took and hauled herself up, dusting off her posterior with her free hand and sticking a tongue out at the torn knee of her black stockings. "So, is causing car accidents a regular thing for you?" he said teasingly.
The Chinese-American girl blinked, then laughed, her cheeks turning a faint pink. "Yes, it's a regular hobby," she joked. "So, um...going to the circus?"
He nodded, then blushed, realizing he still had a gentle grip on her hand. He released her hand, shoving his own in his pocket. "Would you like to join us?" he asked, nodding over to his short companion.
She blinked, blushing a tad. "S-sure!"
He nodded and turned, walking back to Nicole, who stood tapping her toe. Mei dutifully followed in his wake, stopping beside him at the ticket counter.
"You do realize you're paying for Mei now," she said, waving a little to her and raising an eyebrow.
"And I'll pay for us," Quatre puffed as he jogged up to the group, causing the small girl to blush.
"You don't have to..." she coughed, giving Nick a look and raising a fist, as if daring him to say a word.
"No, I want to..." he smiled down at her fondly, his cheeks turning a faint pink.
"Well, um...alright. It's a date then!" she laughed nervously, walking up to the ticket counter and causing her beau to blush furiously.
***
"I must be out of my mind," Ashley shook her head, standing in front of the Beijing's docking gate. After about a half hour of directions, questions, and flirting with docking personnel, she had discovered that the Beijing had come in on the opposite end of 03, unaware of the Peace Milion's presence. And being the onna that she was, she had decided to do a little...detective work.
"Well...here goes nothing," she laughed, skating into the gate.
Within the Beijing she found the halls completely bare, all its occupants gone. As she rolled down the metal hall she looked this way and that for something of interest, patting the gun in her pocket she had swiped from Heero's room. As she looked around she ran the words, 'I am not an onna,' over and over in her mind, in effort to keep her wits about her. She tried to keep a cool look about her, but inside her stomach was twisting in knots and she felt cold all over. She could feel a small, cool perspiration tingling at her back, causing her to shiver as a breeze from the ventilator blew down from above her.
Suddenly a few feet ahead she heard a grunt and the squeaking of a chair. In panic she looked this way and that for a hiding place, seeing only a computer console, which she ducked behind.
She peaked over the console, spotting what appeared to be the bridge of the Beijing, sitting in a large, leather chair was a very tall, buff looking Asian man. He had a long, black and dribbled with gray mustache that came down on either side in the signature ancient Chinese way, the tips brushing at his shoulder. His hair was long, wound into a bun, which was also streaked with gray. He was obviously somewhat old, though she could only see his profile from where he sat. He then turned in his chair, the tall back of it facing her.
The red-brown haired girl gulped, standing up and looking over some papers left strewn over the console; obviously someone was in the process of working with them. She picked up a few papers and shuffled through them, silently reading over them, her lips forming over the words as she did so, but no sound coming. She grinned and flattened them out, pulling up her shirt and sticking them in her jeans, then dropping her shirt to cover them.
As she began typing and searching the computer for more information, the tall man ahead of her stood and yawned. "Need to enter this in the computer..." he muttered, just loud enough for her ears to catch it. She swallowed hard, looking this way and that, spotting an open door, which she swiftly crossed the floor to and dove through as the man arrived at the console.
He blinked at the computer screen with open programs, frowned a moment then shrugged. "Mei must have been doing some research...silly girl," he grumbled, closing it out and taking a seat before the machine.
Ashley's eyes widened. Oh, shit... she thought, Mei is the enemy! Quickly she shook it off and looked around the room, realizing she had stumbled into a uniform closet. Happily she grabbed up one of the uniforms, pulling off her roller blades and on the uniform. Grudgingly she decided she would have to leave the pink skates, tucking her hair up inside the hat and taking a deep breath and exiting the room.
At the sound of footsteps he turned, blinking. "Hello?"
She froze, then quickly put on a militant look and slowly turned around, saluting and standing rigidly. "Sir."
"I thought everyone had left to see the colony?" he questioned, raising a bushy black and gray eyebrow.
"Yes, sir, I was just leaving," she barked out, silently cursing herself as she walked down the hall and out the docking gate. She then broke into a run, hauling ass back to the Peace Milion.
As she ran she saw Wufei looking around for something and grabbed his wrist as she ran, dragging him along. "COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!!" she squealed, turning into the Peace Milion docking gate and motoring down the hall to Zechs' office, releasing Wufei as she ran.
"NAZI, NAZI, NAZI!!" she screamed as she ran, squealing the word over and over like a banshee. Upon arrival at Zechs' door she bashed at it as hard as she could until it suddenly opened for her, a very annoyed Marquis glaring down at her.
"What?" he asked, his eye twitching with annoyance.
She looked this way and that, holding the uniform she had stripped on her way there over an arm. "You got visitors?"
"No..." he replied, giving her a funny look.
"Good," she nodded, throwing him the uniform and holding out the papers. "'Cause I snuck onto the Beijing."
"..." Without a word he took the papers and tossed the uniform upon his desk, reading over the papers. After a few moments of scanning the pages he set them down and took a seat in his chair. "...I can't very well punish you much more. This is good work. Very valuable information."
She smirked, sitting in the chair opposite his. "Glad you see things my way."
***
*snickers* Chapter thirteen will hopefully be out soon. ;_; Sorry this took so long. ^^;;; SOWWY!