Disclaimer standards apply, I don't own Sailor moon, but I do own Kayla. Also Gundam wing is also not mine, all copyrights subject to their owners.

A/n: yes I know haven't updated this story in such a long time I know. That is how it will be with me, start a project and sometimes never get back to it. However, this time I swear, I won't let that happen. Romance to come shortly, but need to get a few things out of the way first.
Chapter 10
Sightless brown orbs flickered to life blinking slowly to get rid of the pain that seemed to plague the owner of the eyes constantly. A hand flew to a forehead to rub a headache that had suddenly formed away only to discover that her arm felt weighted down by something. Moving with her other hand, she scanned her arm for any strange objects that could cause this feeling. Her eyes grew wide for only a split second before she allowed herself to relax.

Tubes lined the entire length of her arm feeding fluid and drawing blood. Tape covered the tubes forcing them to stay in place. The shirl sound of a monitor of some kind filetered into her hearing as her ears cleared. Taking a deep breath, she willed herself to relax fear griping her form rather quickly. She strained her memory in order to locate her reasoning for being there. The last thing she could recall, was being week and waiting for death to claim her as strange machines closed in on her.

Regaining control of her mind, the first thing to spring to it was trapped. If she didn't die, which appeared quite ovious due to the fact she could feel pain, then had they capatured her? From the reports her senshi gave, she had no idea who they were. From what she had gathered, the machines that had caused the palace to lose its protective shilding were called mobile suits, and unmanned suits known as mobile dolls. Her thoughts drifted to Heero, the young man that she had rescued and protected to the best of her ability. Before she blacked out, she recalled saving him and she had to wonder what became of him.

The sound of a door opening caused her to wince somewhat as she tried to shield her eyes from the offending light that filtered into the room. The sound of mettle on mettle echoed through the room as someone or something approached her. The sound stopped, but before she could think on it, the sound of an elderly man reached her ears . "Good your awake. For a while there, we had thought you would die on us." The old man stated as he flexed a claw like hand.

The girl sat up slowly wincing as she did so wanting to say something, but yet nothing seemed right. Her eyes glanced around the room even though the girl herself appeared unaware they moved at all. "Who are you?" she forced herself to ask shocked at the sound of her own voice.

"You can call me Dr J." the man stated simply

"You said us when you mentioned something about wondering if I would make it. What did you mean by us?" she asked hopeful that Heero had in fact rescued her and she wasn't in some lab captured by some of the OZ troops that the other senshi had informed her of.

"oh, you remember someone by the name of Heero Yuy?" Dr J asked wanting to make sure she understood alright.

"Hai…" she nodded slipping into Japanese not really realizing she had really done it.

"He is the one that brought you to me to be looked after. He is out on a mission right now. He wanted to make sure you received the best care." Dr J continued.

:Then he did think of me: she thought before replying, "I see."

He nodded at her before asking, "So what is your name?"

"My name Is Tsukino Kayla, but you may call me Kayla." The girl stated using her name from a past life. With the current chain of events, she felt that reviling that she was a princess from a forgotten kingdom wasn't the best plan of action.

"Well Kayla," Dr J started as he checked over her vital signs. "You seem to be doing well considering you were inches from death when you arrived." He finished.

Kayla nodded covering her mouth to escape a yawn that wished to consume her every being. Seeing this, Dr J excused himself to allow her to find rest. The moment she felt alone again, she allowed her mind to drift back to Heero. She couldn't help but wonder if she would ever see him again. Just from the tone given off about Dr. J, Heero seemed to be not much if at all a people person, and would only appear if Dr. J so wished it. Yet, she could only hope and pray.

Speaking of the young Japanese boy, his mind to wondered. Normally he was seen as the perfect soldier, A human that lived like a machine void of any emotion or feeling in his work, his soul purpose only to live to complete mission after mission, or so he had been trained. Ever since his near death experience on the moon, he had suddenly gained a new respect for life. A strange woman, sought after for being different, had saved his life risking death or discovery. She had cared for him and forced him to rest, regaining strength slowly but surely. She had even gone as far to risk death, or even die, he did not know at this point, to make sure he completed his mission.

Racing through his current assignment he raced to a place to hide out for the time being. He switched on his laptop, but it couldn't seem to load fast enough for him. Not bothering to check the mail that Dr. J had sent he quickly sent one to the man who had been like his only family asking about the young lady he had taken from the falling remains on the moon. If he had bothered to skim through his inbox, he would have noticed an email marked specially caring information on the young lady in question.

Upon sending it, he glanced upon his inbox his eyes landing on the message in question. Slapping his forehead for being so stupid, Heero quickly red the email. However, its contents to say the least shocked him and he re read the information several times over to be sure his vision still continued to faction properly. A small smile made its way across his face if only for a split second before his mask of indifference returned to claim it once more. :She is safe for now, but I don't trust Dr J, I'll have to go back: he thought. However, trust wasn't the only thing on his young mind as he tried to convince himself otherwise. For a while now, the young piot kept fighting himself for feeling something anything, in the way of emotion.

Never in his life did he ever think he could ever feel. Being emotionless suited him and he did it so well. No one that saw him could ever detect any sort of emotion in his voice or on his face. And, that is how he liked it. His rapid speed also made it simple and easy work to take out any obstacles that dared to get in his way during a mission, in or out of his battle suit.. Even if he needed to be he could work silently which is how he preferred to have it.

Most who had a chance to come across Heero often never lived to tell about it. He also never left any trace he had ever been there. Now the youth started to wonder if the life of a silent assassin was the life he really wanted.

Setting up a small hidden camp, he tried to keep his mind on his mission and get some sleep, but the young boy could not. He fell into a fitful sleep reliving his early training days recalling how he had been treated. Fear over came him, but not for himself, but for Kayla. He knew that Dr. J would care for her to a point, but then what would happen if she recovered? What if the doctor tries to train her to be like me?

As these thoughts and more raced and buzzed through his head, Heero tossed and turned very harshly causing him to make more noise then he had intended on. Footsteps echoed throughout the space as soldiers advanced on the still slumbering Heero. If dreams of a not so distant past, hadn't been eating him inside, he would have been long gone no trace he had been hiding out, but that turned out not to be the case.

Heero made no noise as two soldiers took his aggressive form with them to their camp, but the biggest error made was simply that they woke him up. No matter how out of it he seemed to be, Heero always regained himself rather quickly and needless to say, his captors didn't live long enough to inform their boss they had caught the boy.

:My mind is made up: he thought racing off to the base where he had left Kayla to check up on her and make sure Dr. J didn't bother to have plans on training her to be just like him. Packing quickly and making sure his tracks were covered Heero made a mad dash for the base.

Just as Heero had expected the man, Dr. J, already had started to make plans to make Kayla an assain just like Heero, maybe even better. The man had already started on blue prints as he called it for her preparation to becoming another lifeless doll bent on destruction, and was determined to make sure his plans fell through.

As Heero Raced silently through the woods, his thoughts buzzed around in his head. :I wonder if there are others like Kayla?" he questioned himself as the other pilots flashed through his mind. He had never really thought of them as allies, seeing as how he was more or less trained to work alone. Yet, from time to time he would work with, or along side, four other boys around his age trained like he was in a team. As he hopped from one tree to another person had come to mind. After he had self districted, this youthful man had saved him.

It had been a while since the two had parted ways, and he had to admit he did wonder what type of fun, if any the other boy might be having. :If there was only a way to contact him: he thought quickly as he paused to look about him.

His cobalt eyes locked on a landing shuttle as they fallowed it to its landing space. His first goal would be to make it back to space. Both Trowa and Kayla were in outer space he was sure of that. He climbed up a wall and silently landed on the other side bending down behind a bush. To better conseelr himself. He only wished it were darker out so he could better hide.

Slipping expertly and quickly through he knocked out some guards and high jacked a shuttle. The sound of an unsaddled lunched alerted personal inside the port, but by the time they arrived to give chance, the shuttle had already vanished in the thick folds of the atmosphere..

"First to find trowa and see if he will assist me in rescuing Kayla. Maybe there are more people around like her.: he thought as he flew to the colony cluster that the young man appeared to be from in hopes of finding him there.