Hey I know I'm a lazy guy who claims I was busy with other things, but really I was fixing my TV's, the ones with the orange screens. Enjoy the craziness that I have made and don't sue me, I own nothing.

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Flay just stood and watched as he scratched and scratched. He was completely oblivious to the world around him. Mu stuck his head around the corner; he tried his best not to laugh out loud at the situation. Erik finally turned around and noticed that he was not alone any more. He was surprised but not the least bit embarrassed. "Uh, a little privacy here. I mean, did you even knock?" he asked Flay annoyed. Flay let out a frustrated 'humph' and she held his tray out at an arm length, "Here". He took the tray, 'Great a stuck up bitch of a nurse'. He looked up and down while undressing her with his mind. 'She's got a nice rack and she looks like she'll give a nice blowjob, but I think she's still in high school.' He thought to himself.

He sat down on the bed and ate everything using only a spoon. After a few minutes he was finished. He put the tray aside and lit a cigarette. "Not bad for hospital food. Hey, where am I? Yokosuka? Iwakuni? Okinawa?" he asked still chewing. Flay looked at him like he had grown another head. 'What's he talking about' she thought. Outside Mu nodded at Natarle and they entered the room. He looked at the two officers and thought 'What the mother fuck are they wearing?' "How are you feeling?" Mu asked with some concern. "Fells like I got a hangover from the 7th level of hell. Where am I?" he asked as Flay picked up his tray and left. In the hallway Sai was waiting for any news. When she exited the room he walked with her the mess area. "So what happened?" Sai asked his fiancée. "He has got to be the crudest, most ill-mannered man in the world. He scratches himself in front of other people like its normal and he eats everything with a spoon like some Neanderthal. Seriously, how do you cut a piece of meat with a spoon?" she wailed aloud.

Back in the room, Mu was leaning against the wall opposite pf Erik's bed while Natarle sat in a chair. "So what's your name, stranger?" Mu asked their 'guest' casually. "Erik Sosa. And no I am not related the baseball player." He said frankly. "What's your rank, solider?" Natarle said sternly. "I'm not a solider. I'm a sailor. I don't have a rank, those are for officers. I've got a paygrade and a rate, and you must know its FC3." He snapped back at her, obliviously taking being called a solider as an insult. She didn't notice Mu rolling his eyes at her. Erik suppressed a laugh, "And what do they call you?" Erik pointed at Mu. Mu pushed himself off the wall,"I am Lieutenant Mu La Flaga and this is Ensign Natarle Badgiruel. And we are on the EAS Archangel" He said and waited for his reaction. Erik took another cigarette from his pack and lit with a BIC lighter, he took a long drag. He exhaled, filling the small room with the foul smelling smoke. "Can you run that by me again? I don't think I heard you right the first time." Erik asked as took another drag. "The Earth Alliance Ship, Archangel, the newest ship in our fleet." Natarle repeated for him. Erik stopped mid-drag and forced the smoke out of his lungs. "Wait a fucking second. I'm on a goddamn ship." He looked around. "What the hell kinda ship is this? There's no machinery noise, no pipes, no cableways, and it's spacious. Wow, this place fucking awesome. But what country did you say this boat belongs to." Erik said taking another long drag. "The Earth Alliance, a collation of most of the countries on Earth, was formed because of growing tension with the PLANT government. Nine months ago war, broke out between the two nations and here we are now." Mu quickly explained. Erik took a drag that burned the cig down to the butt and stubbed out what was left on the floor. "How long was I out for?" he asked. "About two days but what is the date?" Mu asked hiding a smile. "Let's see if fell overboard on Wednesday the 7th, then today would be Saturday, right." Erik said. Mu chuckled. "I'm afraid you're little bit off there, cowboy. It's Monday September 17 C.E. 71." He pulls out Erik's ID Card."1984 was about 250 years ago." Erik's next words would shock and confuse everyone. "Danmit, I missed taco day. That's my favorite meal on boat right there especially when they got… WHAT THE FUCK! HOW THE HELL DID I GET TO THE GODDANM FURTURE! Now you got to be shiting me." Erik shouted. Natarle decided to say something, "Yes that does seem to be the case." She would have continued but however Erik had something to himself. "THANK YOU MASTER OF THE FUCKING OBVIOUS! You need to shut the fuck up, everything you've said so far has just pissed me the hell off!" Erik shouted louder than before. "Okay… I think that's enough for now. We'll have someone bring you some clean clothes. You seem to be alright, although the doc probably want to take a look at you before you start walking around." Mu said turning to leave. Natarle left first without saying a word.

Mu and Natarle both left the room. "So what do we do with him? By the way he acts I doubt he was ever in the military. He's rude; his language is harsh and improper and he didn't even address us properly." Natarle complained. "Leave him be. He's been to hell and back. He must be confused, being in a strange place and all. When you think about it, everyone he's ever known is long dead. Once he figures that out, well I don't know how he'll take it. Until then just lay off him" Mu said being serious for the first time that day. Tolle walked by, "Hey, kid. Can you get a spare set of clothes to this guy? His room is unlocked but careful when you walk in." Tolle nodded and walked to a storeroom.

Back inside the room, Erik was trying remove the IV from his arm when the doctor walked in. "Hold on there you'll hurt yourself!" the doctor ran towards him. The doctor took his arm and saw that the IV was out already. "You put a rag over it?" the doctor was confused. "Yeah, I don't want to bleed all over the place. Ya got a band-aid, Doc?" Erik said. He took out a band-aid but Erik snatched it from him and put it on. "So can I leave yet? I'm fucking starving. Shit, I could even eat the ship's curry!" Erik said. The doctor checked his breathing, reflexes, and temperature. "For someone who was electrocuted, half drowned, and half frozen you're in pretty good shape. Unless the captain says otherwise you're free to go. Didn't you just eat?" The doctor said leaving. "Yeah, but I'm hungry. I've out for what? Three days. That's nine meals I missed." Erik said to the doctor's back. As the doctor left Tolle came in.

Tolle put the pile of clothes on the bed. "Here you go." Tolle said plainly. "Thanks, kid. What's your name?" Erik said as he lit a cig. Tolle inwardly hating being called a kid, but didn't show it. "Tolle Koenig" he was trying get away for this guy as soon as possible. Tolle left him alone with his cancer stick. "I'm..." By the time he turned around Tolle was already gone. As he smoked, he tried to get dressed. He so discovered that the only thing that fit him was the T-shirt and underwear. "What do they think I'm? A 12 year old, this is shit's too small." He grabs his coveralls and boots. "At least it's dry." Now fully dressed in paint stained and salt encrusted coverall and boots, he walks out of the room.

He walked around the ship aimlessly, until he heard voice coming from a room nearby. He saw the door and approaches it. The door opened sensing his presence. He stopped and walked back out, and back in as the door opened and closed. "That's fucking awesome! Ships in the future rock!" he yelled. The room he has walked was none other then the galley. Sai, Flay, Tolle, and Kira looked at him. Different questions ran though minds. Flay whispered something to Sai. Sai then stood and asked Erik to watch his language. "Can stop saying things like that. It's rude and offensive." Sai said boldly. "What's wrong with the way I talk? If you got a fucking problem with it then you can go kill yourself." Erik said flatly. Feeling unwanted, Erik left the galley. Kira watched the confrontation. When Erik turned around to leave his read the words on his back. It was messy and written grey paint, but he was able read the words 'GUNDAM IS GREAT'.

Kira felt compelled to follow him. He has some questions for their 'guest'. Kira rounded a few corners of the ship but couldn't find where he had gone. He did hear something strange though. It sounded like someone yelling and something hitting the walls. Kira followed the sound to the observation deck, inside his found the man from earlier. He was floating upside down, flailing his arms and legs around trying to right himself. Kira offered a hand and he gladly took it. "Thanks, man. I've never tried walking without gravity before. I guess I kind of suck at it." Erik said getting back on his feet. "Don't mention it." Kira said smiling. Erik looked at him and finally recognized him for earlier. "Sorry if pissed you off. I've had a really bad day and didn't need someone bitching at me for being me." Erik said fishing out another cigarette. "Can I ask you something?" said Kira. "Sure ask away. I ain't doing jack shit." Erik said as lit up. "What does 'GUNDAM' mean and why is written on your back?" Kira asked not expecting the answer he got. Erik was looking out the window into space but he shifted his gaze the boy standing next to him. "It's a TV show. An anime actually. There's at a lot of it. I mean its been running since before I was born. Over a dozen different series, I still don't have all of them. And I guess I never will." He said between drags. After about a minute, Tori flew in and landed on Kira's shoulder. Erik looked at Kira then at Tori and back at Kira. Erik's brain was running a thousand mile an hour trying to comprehend the scene in front of him. 'This cannot be happening right here, right now! FUCK!' his mind screamed at him. But in the back of his head it was only explanation. "Kira Yamato, right? You pilot a mobile suit called the 'Strike GUNDAM' right?" Erik asked. Kira was amazed at first but he figured that someone told him. "That's right. Who told you? Was it LT La Flaga?" Kira was starting to get a funny feeling. "No, no one told me anything about the one prototype mobile suit aboard the Earth Alliance's newest warship, that escaped from an Orb colony that ZAFT attacked. I saw it on a fucking DVD!" Erik ranted on. "What does that mean?" Kira was apparently not following him. "I've seen everything. Everything that's happened up to now and everything that will happen up until the end of this war. Sorry, I haven't seen the sequel yet. Fuck, I'll prove to you. I bet you a six-pack of Asahi tall cans that Lacus Clyne is going walk around the corner and walk over in the minute." Erik sounded like a madman and finished his smoke. Kira thought he was crazy. He looked around for possible escape route in case he snapped.

No sooner then the time it took Kira to look up and down the hallway did Lacus came floating down the hallway with her Haro, Pink. Kira looked back at Erik. He didn't seem to be crazy anymore but Lacus' presence confirmed what he said. "Why hello Mr. Yamato and…Mr. Navy." Lacus greeted them sweetly. Erik looked down at his coveralls. "Um, actually my name is 'Sosa'. U.S. Navy is my organization." Erik corrected her. 'Shit. And thought blondes were dumb. Erik thought. "Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Sosa." She never stopped smiling. Erik turned around. "Kira, don't forget what I told you. I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. Don't get caught now." Erik said as he went though the doorway.

'Now what? I've been into the future or maybe elsewhere. I don't know how I'll get back if at all. I should try and make the best it. I hope I don't get killed off like some red shirt ensign from 'Star Trek'. Erik thought as bumped into someone and felt something soft land on his head.

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