A/N: Hi everyone. Long time, no see, I know. Well, sadly, Chibodee ended up finishing his fic before mine, so I have some work to do. I think I'm developing more of an idea of what I want to do with this fic, so hopefully, sometime near the end of this month, I'll have the next chapter out. I can't guarantee, and I'm not promising anything, but I'm going to try for it. Again, I'm sorry for the long wait, and I hope you all can forgive me. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Even after God-knows-how-many-years, I still don't own G Gundam. Back off.

When Chibodee Met Allenby

Chapter Twenty

Almost a year had gone by since the victory party in Neo-France.

Chibodee had won the boxing championship, Argo had actually appeared before a parole board and there was some discussion about his continuing incarnation after being a hero with the Dark Gundam incident, Sai Saici appeared briefly on a cooking show (how he managed to escape from the temple long enough to attend was a mystery to everyone), George had officially began his courtship to Princess Marie-Louise, and rumor had it that Domon and Rain were secretly engaged.

Allenby, on the other hand, seemed to drop from the radar of the public eye. No one knew what she was up to currently or where she was, as a matter of fact. She hadn't returned any of the calls or letters from the Shuffle Alliance. It was almost like she vanished.

…She wished she had, anyway.

No, Allenby was quite fine. She was rigorously training at a secret base the scientists over in Neo-Sweden had created, trying to make her the strongest warrior in order for her to win the next Gundam tournament.

And she was sick and tired of it.

While she knew she never could win against Domon (and she knew he would be competing in the next tournament), Allenby still wanted to enter, in order to see the Shuffle Alliance once more.

But she wasn't quite sure if she wanted it this much…

The Neo-Sweden Gundam fighter groaned as she dodged another laser as she jumped back, picking up a small ball by her feet and tossing it into the steel barrel of the gun shooting at her.

That was all she had been doing for the past two hours: dodging lasers and destroying the guns firing at her. Granted, the lasers weren't deadly (they hardly stun, in fact), but it was annoying and starting to bore and aggravate the young woman. Finally, ten minutes later, she destroyed the last one, and the training session ended.

Allenby wiped the sweat from her brow as she headed for the exit. What she needed now was a cold shower and a nap. However, it was now time for a briefing, which basically just consists of a general, some politician, the scientists, and herself discussing the results of her training.

The blue-haired soldier only rolled her eyes as she entered the conference room and sat down at her chair. She couldn't wait until this meeting was over. She just wanted to take a break and hopefully after this meeting, she could. Allenby could barely focus her attention to what the scientists were saying, but she did make out that they said her speed had increased and her agility was still great. Although, apparently her strength (measured by the force of her throws) hadn't increased much, and they stated that they needed to work more on it. About twenty-five minutes later, the meeting was over, and Allenby practically ran out of the room back to her private quarters.

"About time!" she thought as she plopped back on her bed.

She laid back on her bed and sighed as she stared up at the ceiling. "…I wonder what the Shuffle Alliance is up to…"

-( : )-

Chibodee sighed heavily as he sat in front of his computer, placing his hands behind his head as he leaned back in his chair. "I don't see why the girls are so obsessed with surfing on the 'Net…" he grumbled.

"Then again, all they seem to like to do on this thing is shop anyways…" he thought as he sighed again.

He kept staring at the computer screen though, which had his email opened up. Something had been bugging him the past couple of months, but he chalked it up to boredom. Still, there was a thin line between mild curiosity and subconscious obsession…

Deciding against his better judgment, however, he pulled up his sent folder and clicked to one of the random emails he had typed up three months ago. His green eyes lazily re-read the letter he had seen a dozen times, maybe more. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he pulled himself closer to the computer desk.

-( : )-

Allenby was fixing to fall asleep when she heard a faint 'ding' coming from her computer. She sat up and looked over at the screen, seeing a small window in the lower right corner blinking. Curious, she walked over to her computer desk and sat down.

"You've got mail!" the little, flashing window stated.

Then again, when she hadn't checked her email in a couple of months, she supposed that she would have a few new emails.

She clicked on the window, and it pulled up a new window, displaying her email. Not surprisingly, she only had ten new messages in her inbox. A couple were the usual spam mail, a couple more were update notices from the fanfic writers she liked, four were from Hans (no doubt they were mostly joke emails), but two were from Chibodee…

"What?..." she whispered softly. "Chibodee?"

It would have been surprisingly enough to have received one email from him, much less two.

Yet, she also noticed they both had the same subject heading. Could he have sent her the same email twice, figuring she had forgotten him or never got the first one? Then again, she guessed she couldn't blame him. She would have probably thought the same thing.

For a moment, she sat there, her hand poised over the mouse, debating whether or not to actually read the email. Finally, curiosity won out, and she clicked to open the newest email that had been sent today and started reading.

Hiya Toots!

She would kill him for that the next time she saw him.

Just dropping a line to see how you're doing. Hope things have been okay on your end, kid. Only three more years, huh? You're going to be there right? Just don't cry too much when I kick your ass at the tournament! LOL!

Allenby rolled her eyes, in a mixture of mild amusement and annoyance, laughing softly. "Same old Chib…" she chuckled, not yet realizing she had developed a nickname for him.

Anyway, hope they're treating you well. See ya in three years!

--Chibodee Crocket

She sat back in her chair, staring at his email for a few minutes, maybe even re-reading once or twice. Why did he send her that email? Was he really looking forward to seeing her again? Could he have been thinking about their time together as she had?... And why was she so excited that he had emailed her?

Whatever the reason, Allenby deemed it unimportant for the moment; she would have the next three years to think about why. She supposed she should respond, and she pulled up closer to her desk and began typing.