Inside they found the men and women's locker rooms, and went to the respective sides.

"Okay, pick a locker, any locker!" Julie exclaimed, running up to one and deftly picking it with a paperclip from the floor.

Inside was a crisp, clean pilot's uniform.

"Alright! I get to fly!" she cried, immediately stripping.

Shiris and Mayumi, with a bit more trouble with the lock, became flight attendants.

"Okay, this person must have been the tinniest adult ever," Mayumi commented after she had finished dressing. Her suit was a dark blue, with the thin skirt ending midway up her thighs. An extra-tight fitted jacket with a high collar in the back buttoned down the middle and covered a blue blouse. A thin line of baby blue lined the hem of both he skirt and jacket. A pair of dark blue high heels was at the bottom of the locker, and Mayumi had to squeeze her feet in extra tight.

Shiris had come out with the same outfit, the skirt reaching slightly farther down than Mayumi's. She smoothed the jacket down, slid on her last shoe, and fit the blue pointed hat snugly on her head.

"Very nice,' she murmured to the mirror. Then she turned and looked at Mayumi.
"Good thing I didn't get that outfit," she said with a laugh, trying to imagine what it would look like on her if it looked that tight on Mayumi.

Julie came out dressed in dark blue pants and a looser jacket, providing for easier mobility when flying the plane. She had let her hair down to fit the blue cap over her head, and it fell softly over her shoulders. She grinned as she pinned on her ID badge. Luckily, they were without pictures; only a bar code that had to be scanned.

"I might just become a pilot," she said happily, twirling in the perfectly fitting suit, as the others tossed their used clothes in the trashcan.

In the men's locker room, things were not progressing as well.

"That's the third damn empty locker!" Duo cried in frustration, slamming the door shut. Trowa was currently in the middle of changing into a flight attendant's uniform that was a bit too big, and Hiiro was looking miserable in his. Each uniform consisted of dark blue pants with a black belt and a short sleeve blue polo shirt tucked into the pants. Flat black shoes and a cap finished it off.

Hiiro's pants were up to his ankles and his sleeves almost to his elbows.

"Why don't you try to find another one?" Trowa suggested, holding back a smirk.

"No, the next one's mine!" Duo cried, flinging open another door. If they didn't hurry, they'd miss the next flight, which left in 2 hours. They needed time to find the real crew and make sure they were late for the flight.

"Yes!" he exclaimed, pulling out a pilot's suit. "I am so lucky!"

He practically ripped off his clothes in his haste to get into the uniform. In one minute, he was confidently putting his cap on and pinning his wings to his lapel.

"Gentlemen, are you ready?" he asked in a haughty manner, swaggering around.

"Why him, of all people, to get the pilot suit? He's like a little boy! How did he ever get to be a spy?" Hiiro muttered, pulling at the second button of his shirt, which was about to pop off.

"Lets get out of her before someone comes in and he blows the whole thing," Trowa whispered, heading for the door. Hiiro quickly followed, Duo walking behind him, constantly looking back at the mirror and smiling at himself.

In front of the two rooms they met the girls, who had been waiting for about 10 minutes.

"There you…are?" Mayumi halted as she saw Hiiro, trying to breath, and Trowa, trying not to trip over his pants. She bit her lip. Shiris let out a giggle, and Julie burst out laughing.

"My, you two look…interesting?" Julie giggled. Shiris covered her smile as Hiiro started glaring.

Trowa thought all the girls looked liked poster girls for the airport. Their uniforms fit perfectly, if not a little too tight in Mayumi's case, and the skirts revealed their fit and shapely legs. He

"Ladies, are you ready to accompany the most handsome pilot to his plane?" Duo said, coming up to them, smiling debonairly. Shiris could have sworn Julie's eyes turned to hearts when she caught sight of him. Then Julie smirked.

"How about accompanying the most beautiful pilot to her plane?" she countered, smiling and showing off her badge.

"You're a pilot too? Alright!"

"You can be my co pilot anytime," she laughed, walking out the door. Duo looked incredulous.

"I don't think so! You can be my co pilot anytime!" he exclaimed, racing after her.

The other four followed them out the door, looked for what terminal they were leaving from, ran up to Duo and Julie, and pointed them in the right direction.

They immediately started walking confidently, as though they were real pilots.

"We better find the real crew quickly," Mayumi murmured as they stood in the security line, Hiiro in front of her. She smiled slightly at his small uniform, then had to stop herself from staring. The shirt revealed his rock-hard chest and the short sleeves showed off his toned arms. Apparently, she wasn't the only one to notice, judging by the looks women were giving him. She noticed Shiris and Julie were about to smack two women who were practically drooling over Trowa and Duo.

As for her, she was pleased with the stares she was getting form the young-and some old- men in the line.

One by one they slid their badges through the machine and went into the F terminal, smiling politely at the security personnel.

"No baggage?" one said to Mayumi as she walked through the metal detector.

"No, not this time. Short flight,' she fibbed, "and then I come right back home."

The man nodded and moved onto Julie.

"Okay, gate F-27," Trowa said, checking the departure screen again once they had gathered back together.

"The crew shouldn't be there yet, the plane hasn't even landed," Shiris commented, looking out the large window as they came up to the gate.

"So how do we get them?" Julie asked. Mayumi sat down to relieve the pressure on her feet, which were crammed into her small shoes.

"We have to find the locker rooms down here. When the plane arrives, the replacement crew will most likely go into the rooms to freshen up, go to the bathroom, etc. The flight is 14 hours long."

"Yeah that's right. Great, I have to stand for 14 hours." Shiris muttered.

"Hah, we don't!" Julie proclaimed, a satisfied smirk on her face.

"Oh, shut up."