Author's note: Thanks everyone for the awesome reviews—I'm glad that you liked the first chapter! Sorry for the long wait on this chapter and I hope you all like it (despite the weirdness).

Enjoy the chapter!

The Meaning of Emotions

By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)

Chapter Two:

Only a couple of thoughts were able to reach his mind over the sea of darkness, and mainly they weren't pleasant things. Basically, they all revolved around what the hell had happened to him and also what he was going to do to the bastard that did whatever they did to him. He growled deeply in his throat and forced himself to welcome consciousness despite his body wanting to reject it.

Opening his prussian eyes, sun light flittering through the forest treetops made him blink twice. Okay…was he stuck in some weird kind of Duo's dreams? Girl's in short—rather shorter than short—skirts. Why was he thinking this…well, it all revolved around the fact that five women were looking over him, giving anyone standing behind them which was a guy in a black cape a rather nice view of their ass.

'Where the hell am I? Some convention or something for movie obsessed people?' The horrific thought struck him and he backed away, hand encircling the metal hidden in his hand. Luckily, he still had his gun.

'Why do these girls look like they're lost from their ship and the guy in the cape look like he's the Phantom of the Opera?'

Yes, these would all be normal questions that a normal person would question. Logically, this meant that he still had his sanity, but by the events circling around him up to this moment, the brunette wasn't really so sure of that.

"Hey, are you all right?" The girl somehow reminded him of Wufei, the snap in her voice with the fiery look in her eyes.

He glared, "Omae o Korosu…" He coldly replied, flicking off the safety of his gun and bringing it out from behind his back, keeping his eyes trained on the enemy.

"He's so hot!" Heero's eyes widened when he snapped his gaze to a blonde-haired girl giggling when he turned his gaze to her. Who were these girls?

'Prostitutes?' His mind supplied after a second though, thinking about the rather…skimpy outfits. Believe it or not, many women, and some men, had taken up jobs on the streets to "entertain" soldiers to earn money for their families and children or to simply support themselves. People shouldn't have expected such drastic changes in life to occur to people other than the soldiers. Maybe they should have thought of that before they decided to go off and start a war.

In response to his threat that still lingered, gun drawn and cocked at them, they just stared at the gun. Were they either too stupid to figure out their lives weren't in danger or were they just too shocked at seeing a gun? The second thought had managed to hit a chord in him, making him wonder just where he was.

A brunette girl that resembled Trowa in girl form muffled a giggle and he looked taken aback. They were laughing?

Did they think that he wouldn't pull the trigger?

He growled and his finger tightened on the trigger. They were just stupid civilians that got in the way and knew too much.

"That's not very nice!" Some girl, what looked like it to him as the leader of the women, said after a heavy silence fell over the group with his threat. He raised an eyebrow at her. What was with the hair? Tennis balls wrapped in golden hair with long locks streaming down from them?

"Just where the hell am I?" He glared, getting a good look at each of the women.

On, the one that had called him cute or hot, or whatever she had said looked like Quatre only more seductive and with longer hair. The girl next to the blonde looked like a girl version of Trowa with even the same shade of brown, more of an auburn hair color and even emerald colored eyes.

Then, the Trowa-as-a-girl spoke up, sighing heavily with a dreamy look in her eyes, "He's just like my old boyfriend."

Heero took an uneasy step back, his back pressing against a tree. He glared back more profusely, only a faint trace of a blush on his cheeks. Just who were these girls!

"Jupiter!" The girl that looked like Wufei smacked the giggling girl on the arm lightly.

A thought struck him rather out of the blue, just a possible theory to what had happened to him…and it wasn't really something that he wanted to realize or accept.

And his conclusion to this matter…

The other Gundam pilots had turned into a group of giggling boy-obsessed girls wearing short-short skirts with some perverted Phantom of the Opera stalker following them around.

TBC

Author's note:

XP Heheheh! I had fun writing this chapter! Yup yup! So, basically Heero thinks that Jupiter is Trowa, Mars is Wufei, Moon is Duo, Venus is Quat and then Mercury is Zechs while he wonders if Tuxedo is Relena. tee hee!

Thanks to everyone for the awesome reviews! I didn't really expect people to like this story—sorry for the long wait! I was kinda brain dead for a while. X.X

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BTW, who do you think should be paired with who (Heero's already gonna be with Usagi)

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