Allenby Beardsley: Wow! Two chapters in one week! I'm on a roll! ^_^ Anyway, it seems that I have a new loyal reviewer, Chibodee Crocket. You know what? I'm in a semi-good mood today, so I'm now going to respond to all the reviews that I got since the last update. Hm… *reads over Chibodee's review and laughs* Well, I had to add some humor into it!
Chibodee Crocket: You didn't have to throw me so hard…
Allenby Beardsley: I knew you could handle it! ^_^ Besides, you had it coming.
Chibodee Crocket: *grumbles*
Domon Kasshu: *points and laughs at Chibodee* Ha, ha, Neo-America!
Chibodee Crocket: *growls* Shut up Neo-Japan. At least I still get Allenby!
Domon Kasshu: No, you don't! I'll fight you for her!
Chibodee Crocket: *smirks* You're on! I'm not going to lose!
Allenby Beardsley: Uh… *looks between them confused* Don't I get a say in this?…
Chibodee Crocket and Domon Kasshu: NO! *go back to fighting each other in their mobile suits*
Allenby Beardsley: o.O; Well, that's not very nice! *growls, then sighs and looks over Chibodee's review again* Sure Chib, your place or mine? Lol. J/K. *sees that Domon and Chibodee are entering their Gundams and sighs* While I go take care of them, you read and review please! Oh yeah, I don't own G Gundam! Now, Chibodee, Domon, you two cut it out NOW!!! *runs off to go stop them*
When Chibodee Met Allenby
Chapter Five
In the morning, things seemed to be back to normal, although, Chibodee's girls wondered why he was complaining about his back being so sore… Allenby didn't say anything; she just managed to let out one slight laugh before ducking behind the paper again as she ate breakfast before Chibodee could make eye contact with her.
No one could have asked for a more beautiful morning than the one that day. The sun was shining a nice yellow already, even though it was only 9:30; the sky was a lovely shade of pale blue; there wasn't a cloud in the sky; and it felt nice as it wasn't too hot or too cold. It would've been the perfect day to go for a nice drive in the country…or to the beach…or to a park. However, to one woman, the only thing today meant was going back home. Yes, on this perfectly beautiful day, Allenby would be stuck on a spacecraft on a ride back to Neo-Sweden.. To save her time, Chibodee offered to drive her to the airport; she declined, not wanting to cause trouble or have to really say goodbye to five new friends, but he wouldn't hear of it.
"Oh come on!" he said, "Our last drive wasn't *too* bad!" He winked at her, and she flinched slightly, remembering his reckless driving. Shirley tighten her grip on her fork for a slight second before throwing Allenby a sympathetic look that said it all; she wasn't the *only* one to experience his crazy driving and thought it was too dangerous.
"Okay…as long as you drive better than last time!" she finally agreed, pointing her finger to him on the last part. He laughed and nodded.
"Of course, I promise!"
While the girls said that they had to go "freshen up," Chibodee walked Allenby to his car. "Uh oh," Allenby replied as she looked at the car.
"What?"
"There's only room for three in the back…there's going to be five of us going…" Chibodee looked back, then smirked to her.
"Well…you can always sit on my lap…" She wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"Chibodee Crocket!"
"Hey! It was just a joke!"
"…Not funny…" Chibodee continued to laugh, however, and Allenby smirked slightly at him laughing his head off at his own jokes. When his laughter stopped, they became silent once more. Allenby averted her eyes to the ground, trying to think of something to say, while Chibodee ran a hand through his blue and pink hair and looked off to the side. In the fifteen minutes it took the girls to get ready, they hadn't said a word to each other.
Chibodee hopped into the driver's seat as usual, Shirley took the seat next to him, and the other girls jumped into the back without saying a word. Allenby looked carefully, trying to figure out where she was going to sit. Bunny took note of this and pushed the girls slightly, making room for her in the back. Even though it was kind of cramped, Allenby climbed into the back, and Chibodee started off.
His driving was much better Allenby noted; he actually was going the speed limit. The girls chatted amongst themselves, with Allenby and Chibodee only jumping in now and then with little comments. Within a little over half an hour, they reached their destination.
"Aw, do you really have to go?" Bunny asked, pouting slightly. Allenby laughed at her friend's childish expression on her face.
"Yes, I do," Allenby sighed. Cath, Janet, and Shirley all whined similar complaints. Chibodee only stood there, his fists in his pockets, not saying a word.
"It's such a shame we couldn't spend more time with you!" Cath exclaimed.
"Yeah, you're a really nice person to hang out with!" Janet agreed. Allenby smiled.
"Thanks! It was a lot of fun! Thanks for letting me stay!" Allenby replied. The girls spilled out their own little variations of "it was no problem." Suddenly, Shirley pulled out a box from her seat in the car and walked back to her and handed it to her.
"Here," she said with a slight smile. "Just a small thing to remember us by."
"I, I couldn't!" Allenby protested.
"Why don't you just see what it is?" Allenby did as ordered and opened up the box to see the outfit she had worn to dinner, down to the shoes, and with some random make-up supplies that Allenby had real no clue to what they were or how to use them. She looked up at Shirley with a small, confused look on her face.
"It's the outfit I wore last night to dinner."
"That's right."
"But…why?"
The red-haired girl shrugged. "I remembered that you'd have fond memories with that, and besides, it looked better on you than it did me or Bunny anyway." They all broke out into slight giggles, and Allenby offered a hug to Shirley, which she returned.
"Thank you. I appreciate it." The four girls nodded. "Well, I guess this is it. I can't keep them waiting any longer. It has been fun getting to know you all better."
"Yeah, we should do it again sometime!" Janet offered.
"Talk to us real soon!" Bunny begged.
"Make sure you go out shopping once in awhile!" Cath advised with a smile and wave.
"See you at the next tournament," Shirley replied.
Finally, Chibodee spoke. He looked Allenby over once and locked eyes with hers; for a moment, it looked like he might say something insightful and thoughtful. Instead, he jammed his fists into his pockets again and shrugged. "Aw, you'll miss me Toots," he said and turned to walk back to the car.
Allenby growled momentarily when he called her that name, but then she smirked evilly at him. "Yeah, I'll see ya again…when I kick your Neo-American butt at the tournament…sexist pig!" she snapped back. He stopped and turned around to see her laughing her head off and throwing him a quick wink to let him know that she was joking.
"Why you…" he began before he died laughing and continued walking back to the car. Allenby returned her gaze to her four new girl pals and smiled and told them all bye once more before stepping into the airport.
Chibodee sat at the wheel for a moment thinking as the girls took their time walking back. Why was he missing her so badly? He didn't really know the girl; it didn't make any sense. But he knew one thing…he couldn't just say goodbye to her. Not like that at least. As soon as Shirley got into the passenger's seat, he got out.
"Chibodee? Where are you going?" Shirley asked concerned.
"The bathroom…" he answered walking off back to the airport.
"Here's your passport Ms. Beardsley. Have a nice flight," the man behind the counter said. Allenby smiled and took the vital papers.
"Thank you. You too," she responded. She turned around, heading off to her terminal, when a familiar voice stopped her.
"Allenby!"
She turned around to see Chibodee running over to her. She tried to cover up her shock. "Why is he here? Shouldn't he be driving his girls back? Why did he come back for me?" she thought. And what was even more puzzling to her was the light feeling she got in her stomach when he came to her.
"Oh, hi Chibodee!" she chimed, smiling as he stood in front of her. "What is it?" He cleared his throat, then looked down at her, his cocky smirk plastered onto his face.
"While you may have something to remember my girls and dinner by, you've got nothing to remember *me* by…" he answered.
"If I fit perfectly into your clothes, I will kill myself," she dryly commented. The two shared a quick laugh when he bent down closer to her until their bodies were almost touching. She could feel his calm breath on her face, and he could almost feel her nervousness.
"Oh, I'm not going to give you clothes…" Allenby got even more nervous, and it took all her self-control to keep from demanding to know what he was doing and shaking in fear. Yet somehow, deep down, she liked it; she couldn't explain it, but she did. Not even when she was around Domon did she feel like this; she always felt happy and calm around Domon, but around Chibodee… It was another story…
"Then…what?…" she timidly whispered.
"I think this should do…"
Before Allenby had a chance to say anything, Chibodee gently pulled her to him (so she could still leave if she wanted) and kissed her. Even if someone had told her she would lock lips with the Neo-American fighter, she wouldn't believe them or be able to prepare herself for it. His lips were warm and soft and seemed to capture hers perfectly. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her up when he could sense he legs fixing to go out from under her. She seemed to move into him subconsciously, and she didn't do anything except timidly press her lips back to his as she almost let out a small moan. Allenby's mind went through emotion after emotion as she was experiencing her first kiss, and it finally settled on happiness, which suited her just fine. Chibodee mentally smirked when he pulled her closer until she was resting against his body and felt her hands rest themselves gently on his chest. It probably only lasted at most thirty seconds, but it seemed to drag on for hours and hours. Then, he ended it and pulled back, still having his arms around her back to keep her up.
Her eyes were wide with shock as she stared at him, trying to speak but had lost her voice. She tried to keep her heart rate down and from feeling like it would pump itself out of her chest as well as to not seem like she was out of breath. His eyes gently stared at her with a certain warmth and kindness to them, like that last night at the bar, and he didn't have his smirk either; he was smiling slightly at her, and he stroked her cheek with the back of his right hand once.
"That's how *real* Neo-American men say goodbye," he whisper in a husky tone that would make most women melt just hearing it. And for today, Allenby was one of them. His smile grew slightly. "Take care Allenby." With that said, and sure that she could stand on her own, he turned around and left. Allenby stood there in a daze, watching him walk off. Her face blushed as bright shade of magenta as Chibodee's crew's uniforms, and she carefully touched her lips with her fingers, still in shock.
"Did…did he…?" she thought, knowing the answer all along, but still asking as some people do when they're in shock.
"Last call for Flight 87 for Neo-Sweden," a voice over the intercom called, and Allenby snapped out of her after-kissing-induced stupor.
"Oh! That's me!" she chimed and ran down the terminal, catching her flight.