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Don't Mess with Fire
Part 6
The soldiers dragged the unconscious girl inside a building on the suburbs of the town, walking past men and women dressed in white lab coats, past unmarked doors, through blank hallways, down endless stairs, to hand over the now awakening Kaida to a burly man and a woman in glasses. The woman slapped the small brunette, fully waking her. "HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE- OW!" the woman lowered her hand after the second blow, watching the man struggle to contain the furious six year old. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT, DARNIT! DARN YOU! AND YOU! AND YOU!" the man cuffed her ear, but she paid no heed.
"This is quite interesting. It seems you have actually found us a useable test subject," the woman said, pushing her half-moon glasses further up her nose, her shrewd black eyes glistening under the lenses. Her quickly graying brown hair was pulled into a tight knot on the top of her head. "The past few were not… stable… enough for the procedures." She caught Kaida's face roughly, examining it before the girl bit out at her. "Her eyes… how interesting."
"Ma'am, what sector will she be confined to?" the man asked, eager to put the struggling juvenile away.
The woman straightened, her hawk-like eyes glaring at the assistant. "Sector 7 will do nicely, don't you think?"
At that remark the man started, almost losing hold of Kaida. "Sector 7? Pardon ma'am, but isn't that sector a bit… dangerous? Only one of the nine test subjects have survived."
"And she's dangerous too! Don't question my decision, you imbecile! Hop to it!" she snapped at the guard. She adjusted her glasses, looking down upon the girl who was now fighting tooth and nail to turn loose. "Janice Hookthorn will not be laughed upon by the Alliance. They wanted me to discover something to keep the rebels in line. And I will."
The young brunette snorted. "Yeah right, miss. I bet you get Dopey here to tie your laces for ya." Hookthorn backhanded her, but she paid no attention. "And you slap like a feather. How pathetic." Kaida said in monotone. She had used her anger on something else… like the kick she placed in the man's crotch.
"GAH!" he let her go and she sped towards the flight of stairs that would lead to freedom. Behind her, Hookthorn drew a pistol and aimed it at the six year old. However, she didn't shoot a bullet into Kaida. Oh no, she couldn't have her precious test subject harmed. She was injected with a tranquilizer. Just enough to freeze the young girl on the verge of consciousness.
"Take her to her sector immediately, you idiot. And make sure she does not escape from you this time!"
"Yes, boss! Of course, boss!" the man picked up the paralyzed girl and walked down one of the many hallways.
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The guard opened the door to the large room, idly tossing the prone form inside. "Wench! You got company!" a cat like hiss made him shut the door tightly and lock it, quickly placing the key on his belt loop and scurrying away. Kaida had just gained control of her hands and she began to work the stiffness out of her fingers. A shadow cast itself over her and looked up, irritated.
"Who are you?" a girl her age asked, hands on hips, defiant scowl on her face. "Are you another lab rat?"
Kaida leapt to her feet and glared at the girl. She had blondish brown hair, and brown, almost black, eyes. "I'm no rat. Rats only care for themselves, and have a tendency to bite at their butt. I'm no rat."
The girl now smirked. "I like you. You got guts. I'm Keahi." She said, sticking out her hand. The brunette shook it.
"Kaida."
"Gesundheit."
"Why the heck does everyone say that!" she sighed as she slouched against the wall. "Happy birthday to me." Duo… Keahi laid a comforting hand on the shoulder of her roommate. Duo, please be safe.
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A voice loomed through the darkness. "You. Wake up. It's your turn." Kaida sleepily opened her blue eyes. As soon as she did, she wished she hadn't. Keahi, her new friend, was unconscious on the floor next to her, her breaths shallow and irregular. A light trickle of blood flowed from the cut above her eye, giving her a beaten look.
The brunette's eyes turned red again as she kicked out at one of the men standing above her. He fell, but before she could make her next attack, a familiar pain froze her body. No… not again… she thought before she fell to the hard floor. Hookthorn stood above her, patting the pistol lovingly.
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The young girl felt the numbness retreat from her arms and legs. Too bad she couldn't move them, courtesy of the restraints pinning her to the lab table. Only three whitesuits (1) were in the room, including the woman Kaida had grown to hate so much in the 15 hours she had been there. Eyes flashing from beneath the half moon glasses, she held a clipboard in her arms.
"Let's start her off with a 350 dosage."
All the assistants blinked at their boss with confusion. "Ma'am, wouldn't it be wiser to use the standard 100? Even a test subjects 2 and 5 were not even able to withstand that procedure. And test subject 7 have only had up to the 270 dosage."
"I'm the one in charge. Give her the 350. She more than capable to withstand the process," Hookthorn said with an eerily calm voice that causes her assistants to cringe in fear.
"Yes ma'am."
The whitesuits switched on various machinery, connecting cords to the youth's arms, legs, and neck. "Um, hey. What are you-?" She stopped when she felt a sting above her left elbow. A monitor beeped, one of the lines spiking suddenly, then returning to normal. A shudder ran up her arm and down her back, an abrupt pain in her head making the room spin. What's happening… to me…
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"Hey. Kaida. Kaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidaaaaaaaaa. Kaida, your mother ship is calling you. ET PHONE HOME!" she awoke to a poking in her ribs, and swatted the offending hand away quickly.
"What happened?"
Keahi chowed down on a loaf of bread. "Yoff wadd testid."
The brunette raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"
Her friend swallowed and started again. "You were tested." A bell rang, and a door at the back of the room, unnoticed by Kaida before, swung open to reveal a larger room. "HECK YES! FINALLY SOME TIME TO RELAX!" Keahi yelled, running through the door with her arms flung into the air.
Kaida cautiously peered into the room, to be greeted with a sight that lightened her heart greatly.
There were at least 50 different kids, ranging from ages eight to two. All were taken off the streets, all were experimented upon, and all were perfectly content with mingling with other children like themselves. Two boys wrestled, while some girls sat in a corner playing with rag dolls.
"HELLO!"
"GAH!" yelled Kaida, jumping back with surprise. Three faces stared down at her, grins on their lips. Keahi popped up behind her.
"These, Kaida, are my friends. Meet Helen," she pointed to a blonde haired blue eyed girl who waved.
"Hello!" she said in a British accent.
"and Heba," a Pakistani girl with dark brown hair and eyes.
"Hi."
"and Saki," a red head with brown eyes. She looked like she was about to explode.
"HEY! I HEARD IT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY YESTERDAY! How old are you?"
A bit frightened at her outburst, the brunette blinked a couple of times before answering. "…six…"
"SO ARE WE! Coooooool." she said. Kaida could tell she was one of the types who you can't walk away from easily. Oh well. There went that plan.
"I'll tell you what's cool, girls," said a voice behind them. The young girl spun around and looked into light gray eyes peering under tousled black hair.
Keahi rolled her eyes. "Go away, Zach. Not today."
The boy ignored her, eyes bearing into Kaida's blue ones. "So… what sector are you in?"
Keahi stepped between the two of them, glaring at the taller boy. "She doesn't know about the powers yet, Z."
As they began arguing, Kaida, confused and frustrated, let out a yell. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!" she asked, red eyed. Suddenly, one of the rag dolls burst into flames, and the little girls ran away from it, screeching bloody Mary. She calmed again, eyes reverting once more to blue. "And why did the doll just burn up?"
Keahi sighed. "Ok. Let me try to explain this." She closed her eyes, trying to come up with an understandable explanation. "I'll just be blunt. You can now shoot fire."
The brunette's eyes grew. "You mean I- I did that?" she asked stuttering. The group nodded. "WHAT!" All the dolls blew up this time, and an action figure some kid was playing with melted.
Helen shook her head. "Here we go…"
Suddenly, a side door opened, and a short man and Hookthorn, as well as two guards, stepped into the room. Younger children had looks of fear on their faces, older shooting glares at their captors. Especially Kaida, who was still fuming. A clipboard that an assistant was holding caught on fire, and he dropped it immediately. Hookthorn looked over at the corner where the little group had gathered.
She cleared her throat. "Number 10, sector 7, come with me."
Keahi glanced nervously at her new friend. "That's you, K. Careful."
Kaida marched toward the scientists. The stubby man looked her over. "So this is your infamous Kaida, hm?"
"How do you know my name, baldy?" she spat, immediately receiving a slap from Hookthorn, whom she glared at most venomously.
"That's none of your business, Ms. Kaida. If you would follow me…" he turned around and walked back out the door, Hookthorn and assistants following. Noticing the six year old not moving, he sighed and turned to Hookthorn. "If you could assist Ms. Kaida it would be lovely, Janice." The woman nodded and the guards grabbed onto the brunette's arms, dragging her from the room.
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"I am Dr. Slythin, Kaida. I will help you… understand your powers and help you feel at home here. I hope we will be good friends," the bald man said with a cheery smile. Or a would-be cheery smile if it wasn't so obviously fake.
"O well. Some hopes are best left forgotten," was the child's only reply. Great, she thought. They're getting Porky Pig here to interrogate me.
"So how is your family?"
"They're dead."
"Oh I'm sorry to hear that. Was it an accident?"
"It was an assassination, you Leprechaun." Her tone was bitter, but she didn't care. Those memories still stung like a fresh cut. A cut that seemed to never heal.
The doctor raised an eyebrow. "Leprechaun? Well that's new. They were assassinated, you say? Do you know why? What was your parents' profession?"
It's a trap! They're trying to find out who I am! They'll kill me if they know… just like they killed my family! And my neighbors! "…Why do you want to know?"
"I am a therapist, Kaida. I need to know my patient. What traumatic events have happened in the past six months?"
She frowned. This was getting them nowhere. "I was taken off the streets, away from my friends, thrown into this forsaken lab, experimented on, slapped and paralyzed at least fifty times a day, given powers, and put in a room with an anorexic woman with a stick up her butt and a dwarf, who I am playing 20 questions with. I think that just about covers it. That and the fact that this all happened in 2 days." She looked around, somewhat pleased with the results.
The assistants' mouths dropped to about their knees, Hookthorn was steaming and the pencil in her hand was broken into five pieces, and the shorty in front of her was completely flushed and trying to confine his anger.
His eyes flashed with annoyance. "I know who you are. You father had the same kind of temper. That led him to where he is now, isn't it, Ms. Michiyo?"
Kaida leapt up, red eyes blazing, unnoticed fire at her fingertips. "HOW DARE YOU, YOU MIDGET!" She punched him HARD across the face, her fist enveloped in flames. "HOW can you SAY that! YOU DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS! WHO HE WAS!" The guards tried to restrain the girl with no success; unless you call burning clothes and hair success, that is. She felt the dart hit her in the shoulder but she couldn't care less. THEY didn't know what it felt like. To have everything lost in ten minutes. To have their father push them outside before going back inside for the others, and never come back. They didn't know. "YOU COULD NEVER KNOW MY PAIN!" She leapt towards Hookthorn, heated by hate. The scientist closed her eyes, awaiting the searing burns. The burns that never came. She opened them cautiously to an unconscious child at her feet, blood seeping from her back. Her eyes were dulled, the once blazing hatred in them dampened to small embers. Slythin stood behind the girl, gun smoking in his hand. His burned cheek was a dark reminder of what Janice Hookthorn's could have looked like.
The girl laughed thinly, sanity all but diminished. "Some therapist you are," she stated before closing her eyes.
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Kaida took a breath, ignoring the wide-eyed looks the gundam pilots were giving her. "Yup. That's about half of it."
Heero recovered first. "Your father is Tekeshi Michiyo?"
The brunette nodded. "And my mother Katsu."
Duo's mouth, still, hung open. "The bastard shot you?"
Heero ignored his comment. "I see what Slythin meant. You do have some of the pacifist leader's traits."
"The bastard shot you?"
"He was known for his quick temper and recovery, and slipping through media rumors with quick responses," said Trowa, stretching his arms.
"The bastard shot you?"
"Yup, that was my dad alright. He, my mom, and my sister and brother died on that day way back when. I was always presumed dead." The brunette said, staring intently at a dent in the floor that had suddenly caught her interest.
"Ok, ok. Let me get this straight." Duo said, shifting his position. He looked his friend directly in the eyes. "That bastard shot you?"
Keahi whomped him over the head, scowling. "Yes, Braidboy. The bastard shot her." She tugged at the elastic band that held her hair up, letting it fall around her shoulders in dark blonde waves.
Suddenly a blonde teen barreled into the room, contempt shining in his eyes. The disdain deepened when he saw the guests. "You," he said pointing to Kaida. "So what they said is true. You brought more outsiders here! We're gonna be found, you bitch!"
Kaida remained sitting, looking into his amethyst eyes. "You should have more respect for your leader, Rallon." Authority was evident in her voice, if not in her posture. She sat up straight, shoulders squared, head held high. "This is the third time this month."
"Why I outta-"
"But you won't, will you?" she cut off. "Because, once again, you will run away with your tail between your legs like a scared pup. You're not even enough to sicken me."
His eyes blazed. "You are a horrible boss. If I was the leader-"
"The sewers would be coming around our ears by now." She had cut him off again.
He shot a lightning bolt in her direction, which she dodged. Kaida stood up, lightly dusting off her black cargos. "That is why your brother is my advisor, not you," she stated flatly.
Quatre looked from Zach to Rallon, then back to Zach. They don't look like siblings at all. They're both tall, but Zach's hair is black while his brother's is platinum blonde. Their eyes are different, too. Light gray and violet. What a strange combination. Not to mention their face shapes: Zach's is heart shaped while Rallon's is more square. I would have never guessed they were related at all.
Kaida moved too fast to see. She reappeared next to her opponent, flame-lit fingers poised above his throat, eyes flashing. "Your insolence is ceasing to amuse me. Leave now, Ember." With that, she slashed her hand sideways, singeing his chest. She turned to her friends, walking away from the defeated rebel. "Now where were we?"
The embarrassed Rallon turned and stormed off, leaving the reminiscing group to continue with their story.
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As the years ticked away, so did Kaida's patience. Every week, they would be given a new dosage, increasing both their powers and limitations. More children came to sector 7, but left soon after.
Keahi had come up with a theory. The greater the hate and pain you had, the higher the dosage you could endure. It proved to be true, when they were experimented on soon after one of their friends left sector 3 due to an overdose. Kaida personally had been surprised he had lasted that long. Allen had always had such a quiet and frightened demeanor, yet he had lasted four months of testing before he left. However, he had made good friends with Zach, who was furious after he found out. After the departure, Zach was running 150 over standard, Keahi and Kaida 130, and Heba, Helen, and Saki over 90.
Rallon had previously been in their group. However, the more he was tested, the angrier and more irritable he got. Eventually, after a fight with Kaida, he left them alone, hate and scorn etched into his heart.
A few months after Kaida and Keahi's 13 birthdays, the brunette heard a scientist talking in the hall with Dr. Hookthorn. "Doctor, is it true what they're saying in the lounge? Are you really trying to develop a dragon?"
Hookthorn paused. "Yes. Very true. So true I think I'll just have to give up on my other project."
"But doctor, the children cannot be released into public… that would be an atrocity. Building crashing, holes in the outer wall, all results of your experimentation. Word would get out, ma'am."
"The monsters will not be released," she said coldly.
"Doctor?"
"Bridget, these monstrosities cannot live like other people. They would wreck havoc everywhere they went. The colony would be in shambles. We are disposing of the beasts."
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During the social time the next day, Kaida related to her friends what she had overheard. Keahi was outraged. "DISPOSE? They talk as if we were leftover meatloaf!"
"Nice simile, Shakespear," Saki said, rolling her eyes.
Zach glared at her. One year their senior, he was taller by a few inches. "This is serious Saki. They could kill off eighty to a hundred kids. That would create a huge population drop. Think about it. They could just round us all up in here and gas us all like in World War II."
Keahi continued to rant on. "AND they called us a PROJECT! LIKE THEY'RE GOIN TO SCIENCE FAIR OR SOMETHIN!"
"Keahi, SHUT UP." Kaida growled, surprisingly getting results.
Helen looked down. "What are we going to do?"
The brunette smirked, getting a mischievous glint in her eye. "We're gonna blow this joint. Literally."
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About a week later, Hookthorn made an announcement over the loud speakers, to all who were concerned with the food fight in the cafeteria that afternoon. Namely, Kaida, Keahi, and Helen. The trio slowly made their way to the therapeutically devoted office. There, they stood awaiting trial as the minutes passed, when finally Slythin walked in. The burn on his cheek never went away, nor did he scar in his ego whenever he saw the sender.
"Girls, you know what you did was wrong. I know it all started out an accident. But it didn't remain that way. You could have stopped slinging the food at any time, but you didn't. Therefore, I am assigning each of you 1/3 of the Dictionary, which you will copy down, by hand, for tomorrow. Understood? Good. Now return to your sectors immediately, you have no time to dilly dally." He stood up and was about to leave the room when someone behind him cleared their throat.
"Dr. Slythin, have you been avoiding your sessions with me lately?" Kaida asked tauntingly.
"I have not been able to attend due to personal reasons, Ms. Michiyo."
"I see. Well, maybe your wounded pride will never go away, although you could put some cover-up over that scar if you wanted."
Slythin turned to scold the teen for her rudeness but found himself facing an empty room, devoid of anyone but himself. "You'll never finish your work, girls. It's tonight, and I'm glad," he sneered, walking out of the office.
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Keahi and Kaida sat in their sector, copying the words out of the thick book in front of them. "Damn the English language. Damn it all to hellllllll," stated Keahi, voice full of scorn. Kaida took a deep breath and started coughing.
She looked up to the air vents to see green gas flowing from it. "Keahi, screw the assignment. They've started gasin' the place."
"You sure?" she asked without looking up.
"See for yourself, Einstein."
Keahi looked up at the now very green air. "Ok. They've started." A smile slowly crept over her face. "And so have we."
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The pair ran through the hallway, stopping only to bang on sectors' doors, signaling it was time to wing it. Kids and teens alike flooded into the hallway, splitting into the groups they had been assigned earlier that week.
They ran as fast as they could to escape the death-seeking gases, but unfortunately we unable to prevent a few losses to the hands of Satan.
Kaida stopped suddenly in front of an unmarked door, feeling compelled to open it. Her roommate tugged on her arm. "Kaida, time to go! Come on!"
The brunette turned to her friend. "K, take my group. I've got somethin else to do."
The blonde caught the seriousness in her comrade's voice, and nodded. "Just get out, ok?"
Kaida smiled and nodded, not knowing quite at all if she would. "Don't worry! I will!"
As Keahi rounded the corner with both of their groups, Kaida sighed. "…I hope." She turned, once again, to the persuasive door, her urge to open it nearly overflowing.
She pushed it open, stepping into a darkish room that's only light emitted from the tanks in the center. The soft light drew her in, and she gasped at what it contained. Inside laid two small, spotted eggs, from which the light shone. Dragon eggs… she realized.
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All the groups stood away from the labs, waiting for Kaida to get out. Keahi stood closest to the building, anxious to see her friend run out of the building before it was time. Suddenly someone ran through the doors of the lad, bag in hand.
"Come on! Time to get rid of this place!" Kaida said, tossing the bag she held to Heba, skidding to a stop next to her roommate. They noticed a few lab members, including Hookthorn and Slythin, tried to escape the building, obviously understanding what their precious lab rats had planned.
Kaida's eyes glowed a blood red, glinting dangerously with the hate she had developed for them over the years. "YOU'RE NOT GETTING OUT OF THERE, BASTARDS!" she yelled, throwing balls of fire towards were she knew the chemical storage was, Keahi joining in. Hookthorn's black eyes widened with fear at the two flaming comets flying towards her. The last thing she saw was Kaida's face wrought with loathing and an evil smirk. "Have fun in hell."
The explosion even burned some of the teens, who were standing at least 400 meters away. "It's over. It's finally over," gasped the brunette, falling to her knees.
"No it's not." She looked up to Keahi, who was more serious than Kaida had ever seen her. "What are we gonna do know?"
"We're gonna live."
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"We're gonna live." … Kaida's last words still echoed through the braided pilot's head as they ran through the backstreets of the colony. He, Kaida, and Saki decided to "pick something up" from the store. For him and the brunette, it was mostly for old time's sake… for Saki, however, it was a necessity. Ever since Keahi had burnt her pants after turning the blonde's hair into an afro, she had been where one of Heba's spare skirts, which were long and hard to move around in, despite the slit in the side.
Saki popped into a clothing shop, darting out with a pair of black slacks. The trio ran until the fat shop keeper gave up; he was too out of shape to do much running anyway.
Duo was next, flirting with the cashier at Starbucks while casually slipping ten bottled fraps and a doubleshot into a "grocery" bag he was carrying. He left with no more commotion than a blushing waitress, strolling lazily out of the shop. The redhead stared wide-eyed at the pilot, amazed he lifted almost a dozen drinks from such a heavily popular hangout without so much as a warning. He smirked at her face and looked to his childhood friend. "Where to next?"
Kaida had a more difficult task: dinner. "Does sushi and hamburgers sound ok?" she asked her two companions. Duo raised an eyebrow.
"Together?"
"What do you think, Shinigami?" retorted the Pyronic with a tug to her friend's braid.
"Hey!"
"Just burgers is fine," Saki said with a grin.
"Then in that case, here's stop one." They halted a few yards from a hamburger vender. "You guys keep goin'. I'll catch up," she said with a smug smirk. Duo shrugged and kept walking, keeping an eye on Kaida. She disappeared and was soon standing next to them again, five wrapped hamburgers under each arm, one in hear pocket. The seller didn't even seem to miss them. She silently slipped the packages inside Duo's bag, and looked back up at the two people in front of her. "Next stop, HQ!"
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"The way you took care of things was awesome! Like bambambambamKABOM! An all-out ammo attack! It's like, screw psychiatrists, I got a GUNDAM! Hahaha!" Keahi and Trowa walked along the alley ways and empty streets, talking about random things, from bananas to religion, and eventually to the gundams.
Trowa shrugged. "It's not as fun as you think. But when some people take out their anger by punching pillows, I can go stomp on trees." The blonde stopped, throwing back her head and laughing.
"I knew you had to joke sometimes! No one can be stone faced 24/7!" she said pointing a finger at him.
"Except for Heero."
She thought on that a moment, and blinked a couple of times. "Good point. Well, anyway, getting off subject…"
The brunette next to her raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "There was a subject?"
"Yeah. Kinda. Not really… nope." She said, pulling her hair back up into a ponytail. "I actually wish I could have fought in the wars. It's kinda hard with these powers to even find a job, let alone become a soldier. I mean, come on, what's so bad about fighting for what you believe in?"
"A lot, especially when you don't know what to believe in." At the curious look from his companion, he continued. "You kept tabs on the gundams during the Eve Wars, right?"
She nodded, "And Mariemaia's invasion."
Trowa looked down. What was the best way to explain this? "Our objectives were never met because of changing circumstances. The original Operation Meteor was to drop the colonies onto earth. Obviously, we changed our goals."
"Thank God," Keahi said bluntly, tugging at the small black hoop in her right ear.
"What's so bad about powers?"
"Cravings. Powers sometimes respond to our emotions, and it's not all that fun when you want some ColdStone." She pulled on the jacket that was around her waist, it being a bit chilly. "The urge makes the ice cream melt."
At the last statement, Trowa laughed, his deep voice resounding through the alleyway. Keahi smiled, vaguely knowing the rarity of such an occasion.
They turned onto what they thought was a nearly empty street when the girl ran into someone. "Oh, um sorry-" she looked up at the man who she had just offended, eyes shrinking in surprise. She had run smack dab into the chief in charge of the Pyronics operation. "You…"
His eyes narrowed. "You…" The buff man looked over at Trowa who had just lightly pulled Keahi away from the officer. His eyes widened. He had been a soldier of White Fang, and once glimpsed the pilots. "You- you're a-!"
He never finished his sentence. He laid on the ground, a green eyed teen standing above him. The blonde chuckled softly, brushing past the boy and tugging his arm. "That's another way to relieve stress." A grin spread across her face. "Come on, Tro, it's time for dinna!" She said, with a flourish of her hand. The brunette smirked.
This vacation might not be so bad after all…"
A/N: HEY! Sorry it's so late… you know, school, writers block, and all that shit. I gave you very very long chappy! I hope you liked! Review and I'll give you some jello! I think it's lime or lemon… I'm not quite sure… I haven't looked in the fridge for an hour… that shows how great my memory is… right Neko?
AngerMangement5292: (rolls eyes) o so great. She forgot who I was when I was talking to her on IM… and I'm her best friend!
DML: yup! (glomps to AM) bestest buddys!
AM: (mouths) help me! She's hyper today!
DML: damn straight! Anyway, review please!