A/N: ok this gets a bit naughty at the end, but I don't think it's too bad. If anyone thinks I'm using too low a rating let me know before you report me, I'll bump it up.

Aerrow was finishing his dinner in his room when his door opened suddenly. The Dark Ace stamped in closely followed by Jewel. Aerrow was disappointed to see she was back looking stolid. Dark Ace's presence obviously affected her. He stood up; the look on the Dark Ace's face worried him. It was too close to compassion, an emotion Aerrow didn't think he was capable of.

"Aerrow, I have some bad news for you. Your navigator, the girl in your squadron was injured. On of the Talon's got back to base and reported that a purple haired sky knight bitch captured him and set him down for arrest but he escaped. He told Master Cyclonis his squad had injured, possibly killed the girl."

Aerrow's knees buckled under him. Piper.

The Condor was a quiet ship as they waited to hear the healer's results. Piper had been deemed too ill to be moved off the ship so the healers were brought on board. Finn, Junko and Radarr were in the Mess hall with Starling waiting to hear.

The chief healer walked in and they all stood up. "She's going to be fine. A bit battered, her leg will need support for a while but her head is in one piece." The Storm Hawks breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're sure she'll be okay?" Starling wasn't so quick to celebrate.

"She has no fracture, no hemorrhaging, just a bad concussion and a fractured leg. It was all very dramatic but not serious, there is no need to panic."

Aerrow was panicking. His best friend was possibly dying somewhere and he was under house arrest. Ace and Jewel had left him soon after dropping the bomb shell. He racked his brain for anyway to get off the terra but every time he tried an outside door or window it was locked. But, he thought, the Dark Ace was always away when he was trying, maybe they're just safe guards to keep the girl in, she obviously has more freedom the further away he is, maybe all the locks are in place to keep her in when he's out. Aerrow knew he didn't have long before the Dark Ace would be leaving; he never spends more than a couple of hours in the house. Aerrow slipped his boots on and slunk out of his room.

It was all going so well for Aerrow till he slipped climbing out of the window. The fall to the ground hurt but he was okay. His mostly healed ankle twanged as he landed on it but he kept going. He spider that thought he looked tasty wasn't the worst part of his escape either, though the bite on his neck throbbed badly as he ran through the rocky terrain. If He hadn't tried to jump that gap to the hanger bay, he'd have never fallen face first at the feet of his captor. It was definitely Dark Ace's fault that Aerrow ran off the edge, landing on his back. What ever the reason, Aerrow ended up flat out on a healing matrix in nothing but his underwear.

"Now I understand you want to see your friend but you cannot leave. Something I failed to tell you was that we're in the middle of Cyclonian territory, you'd make it one kilometer before meeting your first patrol. Plus anything you'd be flying out of that hanger would not fair well in a fire fight. Your Ultra may cope better than it should but I assure you, you would have been worse off that you are now, cracked disc or not. Two weeks on the healing matrix will see you all better."

Aerrow now knew how the Dark Ace could always bounce back from injuries so quickly. The healing matrix was a new technology that only the extremely rich could use to speed along their healings, used mainly to speed up post surgery healings. Ace must be on this thing a lot. Not that Aerrow was complaining, the ache in his head and ankle was nothing to the tension in his back. The Dark Ace says he's for a fractured disc, Aerrow believed him, not the worst injury he's inflicted on himself in his relatively short live, but certainly up there.

After lying for a week, thinking he'd lost his best friend and would never escape to see any of his friends again the Dark Ace paid him another visit.

Aerrow grew self conscious as the older man examined him, grasping him and moving joints to make sure everything was healing nicely. "Jewel, would you come here please?" The girl floated on from another room. She glided over to him. "I have to leave for a week and Aerrow needs to start exercising his muscles or they'll atrophy. You need to work all his limbs and each joint to limber them up okay." He turned to Aerrow. "One of the downsides of this marvelous machine is that you cannot move until your better, it was a build in paralyser, as you may have noticed." Ace smirked. "The acceleration of the healing process builds up lactic acid in you muscles so by working them before your up and about it will lead to a shorter rehabilitation. Jewel, take care of him, work all muscles and ensure he stays clean. Don't take this personally Aerrow, you are starting to smell." Ace walked out of the room.

Aerrow lay on the glowing machine as Jewel walked over to him. Her face was expressionless as she started with his left leg and worked each of his joints and muscles. He could feel cramps form and disappear under her hands as she worked her way up his legs. His teenage body betrayed him as the girl massaged his groin muscles at the very top of his legs but she ignored the obvious swelling under his boxer shorts.

She moved up his body and by the time she got to his shoulders Aerrow was feeling much better. She leaned right over him and the sweet smell of her hair engulfed him. He recognized jasmine in her perfume, a scent he knew and liked because Piper wore a similar perfume, one he'd bought for her birthday.

The smell and hair disappeared suddenly and he opened his eyes to see her approaching with a basin. She laid it next to him and removed a sponge. She started sponging his body down, cleaning a week's worth of sweat off with deft strokes of her arms. As she drew close to his nether region he felt his body reacting again. He couldn't help but be aroused; a girl was giving him a sponge bath for Atmos' sake. She seemed to ignore it again but after she'd finished cleaning his feet she started to remove his shorts. He gasped as she gently cleaned his now throbbing manhood, and moved it to clean under.

"Jewel, what are you doing?" Aerrow had realized she had a personal space issue, never having anyone's space to invade but this was getting serious. Part of him was trying to shut up the other parts, enjoying this first touch from the opposite sex but the logical part knew this meant nothing to her.

"Ace told me to work and clean every muscle." Aerrow did not have time to protest before she descended on him with her mouth.

Being seventeen and it being his first time he tried his hardest but eventually couldn't hold himself back. He lay panting as Jewel cleaned him up and replaced his boxers with a clean pair and left him.

Again his head was warring with its self, one half thinking whoopee, and the other thinking where did she learn to do that with only the Dark Ace for companionship for all those years.

A/N see, not too bad was it. Could have been naughtier, if I bump to rating up later I'll revise this chapter and make it more detailed. Any way, next chapter Aerrow and Dark Ace spar and Aerrow digs for information on Jewel while the crew on the Condor settle into a routine without Aerrow. Meanwhile Cyclonis suspects Dark Ace may be betraying her and sends some one to investigate.

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