Also I don't own Kim Possible or Gundam. If their respective owners want to give me the rights though I'll take it. I like money.
In the Universal Year 65 the first side was created. With this the first colonial government was created spanning a total of 53 colonies.
In the Universal Year 73 all colonies joined one all powerful government.
In Universal Year 78 the colonial government declared independence.
Universal Year 80 marked the start of the war with operation Brit devastating the unprepared U.N. and U.S. fleets.
It is now Universal Year 84 which marks the fourth year of this war.
CH2 Gundams and Girls. A pleasant mix.
"Ron, please don't go."
"I don't have a choice KP." The young blond haired man sighed as he looked at the red headed girl standing before him. He could clearly see the tears falling from her emerald green eyes as she hugged herself tightly in the spaceport lobby.
"I can talk to my dad again. It must be a mistake. Your parents are not disloyal. I'm sure he can understand that." The red head said all this in soft voice. Her voice lacked all hope and she only cried that much more.
"KP it's alright." The blond headed young man reached towards the red headed girl but stopped letting his arms fall to his side.
"Then let me go with you. I don't care where we go just as long as I'm with you." The red head looked up hopefully to the young man only to have her hopes dashed as he shook his head no.
"KP you and me are only 15 years old. We can't run off together just because I got to move. Besides what about your family and friends." He kicked himself as soon as he said the last part. His eyes closed awaiting the next comment.
"Ron you're the only friend I have. All the rest of them hate me. You're the only person who I can talk to." The red head started to sob harder as the young man in front of her twitched nervously.
"KP, don't talk like that. I'm sure if you open up they'll like you better. It's not your fault your dad is who he is. You're a good person and I'm sure they'll realize that too someday." He gently put embraced the young girl patting her back.
The embrace didn't last long as the both parties separated quickly. They both looked over at the large men who had been about to approach. A quick glance between the two giants seemed to last forever before they once again leaned against the wall. Their eyes never leaving the two young teens.
"Ron please don't forget about me. I know you won't be able to talk much with your new life just getting started but at least I want you to remember me. Ok?" The young girl said as she put some distance between them.
"KP how could I ever forget you. Come on you know I'll write and call you every chance I get." Ron smiled as he looked at his friend. His best friend.
"Ron...I know I'm not much ok. I just want you to remember me. At least then a part of me will be with you. Just a part." The young girl again began to cry.
At this the young man cursed silently under his breath. He approached the young girl and placed his hands on her shoulders. He waited till she looked up ignoring the two giant men now approaching them.
"KP how do you feel about me?" He said this in a firm voice getting the girls attention.
"Ron?" Her look was one of shock. Her eyes scanned his face for any sign of his intent.
"Look KP, we are the best of friends..."
"I love you!" The young girl shouted out. Her voice seemed to echo in the lobby as people turned in shock to look at the two.
"KP?" The young man stood there in shock. His mind racing trying to figure out what just happen?
It was at this moment the young girl rushed forward. Her lips found his as she threw her arms around his neck. The kiss though was gentle unsure one. More a kiss between two people who loved each other then one filled with lust. Only God knows what it would have turned into had the meaty hand not reached out and grabbed the girls shoulder.
"Come on miss the boys going to miss his flight." The huge man pulled the girl gently away from the boy. His eyes clearly showing his regret for what he was doing. His partner on the other hand cracked his knuckles eyeing the boy eagerly.
"Guess we get to break a few bones of yours before you leave. I'm sure our boss wouldn't want you to leave without a few mementos to remember him by." The giant man partner approached Ron smiling.
"That's enough partner. Leave the kid alone. Now come along miss." The giant man gently picked up the girl and carried her away. His partner with a disappointed sign turned to leave.
"Ron remember I'll always love you. I'll find you no matter what." The young girl cried.
Then for some unexplainable reason she slipped out of the man's arms. She raced eagerly towards Ron and embraced him for a kiss. A smile appeared on her face when they finally broke away from each other. The two men no longer in sight as well as everyone else in the lobby.
"I love you Ron." She sighed happily leaning against him.
"I love you to KP." He whispered in her ear. "That's why it's going to be me who kills you."
The girl sighed happily.
Ron shoot up in his seat looking around in shock. He remembered that day very clearly. He also remembered not threatening to kill her. In fact the two men had dragged her out of the spaceport and that was the last time any Stoppable ever saw a Possible close up again.
Ron shook his head trying to clear the fog of sleep from him mind looking around the shuttle. "How much longer till we get there."
"Stop asking me already. We'll get there when we get there." Snapped the annoyed pilot.
Ron sighed as he leaned back in his seat. His EXCO had chewed him out when he got back. Apparently Josh Mankey couldn't understand the concept that a Gundam and GM fight was sort of unfair.
With a sigh Ron shock his head. "I swear Mankey sounds like Monkey. Monkey. Mankey. Monkey. Mankey. Its just wrong how close they are."
The pilot snorted as he continued to concentrate on flying. The pilot's only thoughts being how he was missing out on drinks in order to haul this crazy fly boy off to some damn ship.
"Did I ever tell you how I invented the Naco?" Ron sat up eager to get into his tale. A grin now appearing on his face.
"For the love of god you've told the entire crew already. Is this part of that legendary Ron charm you brag about? If it is then I honestly wonder how she hasn't killed you yet."
Ron ignored this last comment as he went into his story. It truly was an interesting tale but unfortunately words cost money.
"Now the key is to balance the cheese, meat, and nachos together. It's a delicate balance after all. Very important!" Ron continued to prattle on. The pilot next to him sighing wishing for a colonial mobile suit to appear.
Ron went silent though when he finally realize they were near their destination. He looked with interest at the ship they were quickly approaching. It was obviously new lacking the worn and patched look of most ships with the U.S. fleet at this point of the war. It had three front turrets and one rear one with various anti-MS guns sprinkled around its haul. Its small size meant that it must be in the destroyer class and Ron guessed it was probably a light destroyer at that. This meant 3 to 4 mobile suits max.
"New ship?" Ron asked the pilot looking over to him in interest.
"How the hell should I know? I just pilot this damn shuttle. I don't manage the fleet." The pilot snapped before turning back to piloting the shuttle in.
Ron frowned but let it pass.
"Welcome aboard the USS Decoy. Been awhile hasn't it." Ron turned towards the friendly voice. In front of him was a young man confined to a wheel chair. Ron smiled to himself though. He knew this young man very well.
"Felix my main man!'
"Ron" Felix said with a smile reaching up and giving his a friendly high five. "Been keeping up with the zombie bashing."
"You know it. You?" Ron said with a smile on his face.
"When I get a chance. Been busy with that though." Felix shrugged as he pointed to the giant machine to his side.
The first thought through Ron mind was how the hell he had missed something like that. The next string of thoughts was about how many zombies that thing could bash.
The tall looking mobile suit stood surrounded with walkway and support cables attached to it. Its black exterior shined in the hanger while its green eyes seemed almost to come to life. It looked like most Gundams with the same V shaped camera guard and sharp features. It had a few more vents Ron noticed then Legacy but just like most Gundams it was pretty much similar in design. It was what was under the hood that made Gundams different from each other.
"That's one Badical looking machine. Gundam right?" Ron asked looking at Felix. He spooked though when he heard a noise behind him.
"It's a Gundam all right. It's also your suit. Welcome aboard Mr. Stoppable." Said a gruff but friendly voice.
Ron looked behind him seeing a tall and muscular man looking back. His hair was cut in a military fashion and his uniform showed him to be the captain of this fine vessel. His face held an amused look as he stared down at Ron.
"Sir! Didn't see you there sir!" Ron shouted as he spun around saluting the man.
"It's all right Stoppable. By the way my name is Barkin. You can call me Captain Barkin or sir. Whatever you feel is necessary. Don't call me Mr. B alright." The captain said the last one in a firm tone.
"Right...Captain Barkin. It's a pleasure to be assigned to your command. By the way you said the Gundam was mine?"
"Yep. High command felt you were fit to pilot it. I'm still deciding on that though. I don't think you want to disappoint me."
"Wouldn't dream of it sir." Ron smiled uneasily and turned back at the suit.
"Ron! What the hell is this that I heard you lost a GM." A feminine voice shouted as a clearly female office rushed towards him.
Her short brown hair and tanned skin along with her some noticeable curves drew the attention of most of the people in the hangar. Captain Barkin raised an eyebrow while Felix tried not to laugh. Ron looking like a deer in headlights looked at the approaching woman.
"Bonnie been a long time. Listen about that GM it wasn't..." Ron never finished that statement for it was at this moment that the woman embraced him and gave him a rather passionate kiss. Considering the area they we're in it was rather inappropriate.
Breaking the kiss the woman looked Ron in the eye. "I already told you Stoppable. Your mine and I'm not letting you go any time soon. The next time I hear you almost go yourself killed I'll make you wish the colonist had gotten you there. Now come on we have some talking to do."
The captain and the young man in the wheel chair watched as the woman pulled Ron out of the hanger and towards what they could only guess to be the sleeping quarters. Felix let out a laugh while Captain Barkin just shook his head.
"I think Stoppable is going to be trouble here. I just don't know if I should envy him or pity him." With a sigh Captain Barkin headed back to the bridge with Felix tagging along still laughing.
A battle scarred Despair flew toward a massive ship. Dwarfing the nearby vessels its many turrets and mobile suits flying patrols around it would have intimated any would be attacker. The Gundam made some last minute corrections in its flight plan before heading inside the massive ship.
Once there the pilot inside the suit performed a standard post flight shut down before getting out of her suit. She gently propelled herself out and towards the nearby door attracting the attention of most of the males in the current area. They couldn't help but admire the way her pilot suit brought out her best features. There would be much arguing latter tonight over what feature were her best.
The pilot made her way into the changing room quickly noting the old man standing there. He leaned heavily upon his cane his black and white hair combed back in a neat fashion. His manner spook of a gentleman but the many medals covering his uniform spook of something else.
The female pilot reached up and removed her helmet. She shook out her long red hair as her emerald green eyes fixed upon the old gentleman in front of her. A slight frown appeared on her face as she raised an eyebrow towards him.
"Unless you plan to watch Admiral Senior Senior Senior I suggest you wait else where. Unless of course you want to have one of those talks with my father. I can arrange it." The red head said as she moved towards her locker.
"That won't be necessary Ms. Possible. Believe me I don't plan to inconvenience you for long. I'd just like to talk about your recent battle. If you don't mind." The older man said with a gentle and amused smile on his face.
The young woman turned towards him with a deeper frown on her face. "Is this about the Liberty again? List the pilot is one tough guy. He might act like a sissy outside of that suit but once inside he's a killing machine. You want a go at him?" She said this with a great deal of annoyance in her voice. The older man noted the tight grip she had on her locker.
"By no means am I upset about the Liberty. He is indeed a worthy opponent in a fight. I'm just concerned about what happen with the Legacy is all. If memory serves the suit is still in working order?"
"Listen I would have finished it but some GM got in my way ok!" The red head snapped as she forgot about her other things and turned towards the older man. Her hands on her hips she gave him the fiercest scowl she could.
"I understand things happen in battle. Last I check though you don't spare your enemies when you have a chance to finish him. I seem to recall you saving that pilot of the GM. Any reason?"
"That's none of your damn business and unless you want to have that talk with my father I suggest you get out. Do I make myself clear?" The red head threw him a rather unfriendly look.
"I see you're rather busy here. I'll be sure to submit my report to your father then and leave you to your own devices. Considering we will be heading home I'm sure he'll want a full update before his precious daughter makes it back. Well Ms. Possible I bid you farewell." The old man turned and walked out of the pilot changing room leaning heavily on his cane.
The Red head frowned shaking her head. 'Every since that stupid Junior had died he's been different. I just don't trust him'. She shook her head again and sighed.
The shuttle settled into the colony dock letting its passengers disembark before heading back to the enormous ship sitting next to the colony. The passengers leaving the shuttle walked into the lobby looking around for friends and family waiting for them. There were many tears of joy and a good amount of kissing couples.
The attractive red head in a simple pair of jeans and a long sleeved green shirt ignored all this. She quickly scanned the lobby and spotted who she was looking for. She made a quick bee line towards a rather attractive looking dark haired and dark skinned beauty. When she was close she raised her hand.
"Monique!" She called loudly watching the girl in question turn towards her. A moment passed before the girl crying out excitedly rush towards her and embraced her.
"Kim! It's been a while. I almost thought I'd have to head back to the front before seeing you. Well spill girl! Anything interesting happen." The young woman said with interest.
"Like what."
"You know hmpiy."
"What...hmpiy?" The red frowned looking at her friend in confusion.
"You know hot male pilots interested in you." The young woman said with a smile on her face.
"What! Of course there were no...hmpies or whatever you call it." The red head said with a shake of her head in frustration.
The brown skinned girl smiled even wider at that comment before hiding her joy by giving the girl another hug. "Don't worry we'll go looking for some when we get a chance. Anyway my place or your place tonight?"
"My place tonight Monique. I promised my parents I'd stay at home for once. They miss me after all. Have you seen my dad by chance?"
"Nope. I think he's still busy. By the way I got a nice set of clothes I want to show you."
The two young women left the lobby walking closely together. The red head seemed to be in her own world while the darker skinned girl seemed to lag behind occasional glancing at the red head's back. Maybe it was just him but one of the passengers still waiting for his girlfriend could have sworn she was checking out the red head. Then again the man was drunk after all. A pleasant thing to be while waiting for someone.
Well thanks for all the hits and the reviews. Remember it doesn't hurt to review a story in fact you may even save someone life. I don't know how but it doesn't hurt to be on the safe side. Besides this is my first fanfic and you know you want to reveiw. Just do what you know is right.
On another note I'm going to experiment with styles to see what I like best. Notice I didn't use lines to seperate different parts in the story. Hope you like the changes.
Lycropath: This is more based on the UC series. That's universal calendar. This includes stuff like mobile suit Gundam, 0080, 0083 Stardust memories, 08th MS team, Zeta, Double Zeta, and Victory. It's the class Gundam series you all know you love. Anyway the reason I like them more then Seed is because A) Seed characters are annoying. B) I'm sick of self righteous third sides. C) Gundams in Seed are too powerful versus Gundams in U.C. series. At least it seems that way to me.
Jokerisdaking: What if I don't wasn't to! I'll try to finish the story. I already got an end in mind. No sequels though. I hate sequels.
Demon Guyver: Ask a question and it shall be answered.
Happyendingmaybe: Thanks and I will.
Worker72: No I don't dislike Seed because of the anti-war message. It's in every series. I don't like the nation of Orb though. Annoying little buggers. Also I agree that having both leaders on each side evil is over done. Give me someone to root for I say!
Author notes: Anyway sorry about the lack of action. This is character development stuff here. I promise I'll try to get back to the war in the next chapter. Hope you enjoy this one. Also if you're wondering yes Ron and Bonnie are an item. For all you K/R fans all I can say is HA! Unfortunately Kim's a clever one. Who knows maybe Ron will leave Bonnie for her?
Preview: Kim does stuff again. Ron meets Yori. Yori expresses love through combat. The U.N. passes another resolution.