Disclaimer: I don't own anything. And I am not to be blamed for any nightmares brought about with a theme of weird little girly-boy kid reploids in dresses.

I'm sure if Ina' was real I'd be dead by now. nn

Anyway. Sorry for the huuuuuge nonupdating... Span... Of time... Thing. oo' I've had time to work on this but as with most/all of my other fics, I'm friggin' lazy. Eheh.

I wonder if this will actually end up ZeroxKyuu, though. It's beginning to be more, like... Everyone-likes-Ciel. D; That's what I get for letting it go it's own way, I guess...

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"So... You're saying I'm going to have to be teleported to there," Inarabbita jabbed a finger at one point on the map, "And then run from there, all the way to the Maverick Rebel's HQ in HEELS with those guys chasing after me." He shot a few of the pantheons a look from over his shoulder. Yeah, so far this plan sounded really, really crappy to him.

Though his summary of the plan earned him a round of clapping from Fefnir. "Yeah, that's about it, kid. So, if you'll all step onto the teleporter, we can get Ina's humiliation started!" 'Course, the pantheon 'ploids obeyed the command, stepping onto the teleporter. Though Ina' didn't.

"What the hell do you mean, we can get MY humiliation started?!"

"Shut up, kid."

"HEY!"

-- to put it simply, Fefnir grabbed Inarabbita around the waist and threw him onto the teleporter. Sure, it was playing dirty, but he got them all out of there and to where they were supposed to be more quickly than they would have if he had stayed to argue.

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Ina' grumbled distemperedly, standing up and rubbing his abused arse. What, the teleporter's floor was HARD and it HURT... Anyway, he sighed grumpily, back turned to the zombie-esque 'ploids as he brushed himself off and re-adjusted his dress... Eugh. Wait. He blinked slowly as he heard the sounds of guns being charged before turning around--

-- to come face-to-face with the little army of pantheons pointing their guns at him. Oh. Joy. Looked like they were getting right down to business, neh? And it looked like they were taking this seriously and if he didn't run he'd be... Plasma-shot fodder. Um. Most unpleasant.

... Letting out a sleu of words from most colourful language, the poor girly-kid whirled around and started running just before the place he had been standing in was shot at. Damn Fefnir! Damn Weil! Damn Cubit! They could all rot or blow up or be dumped into a pit of acid or something!

Thankfully the Rebel HQ wasn't that far off! Infact, he could see it quite clearly already. And apparently they could see him, as he could see some movement there. Ah... Now, he guessed, would be a good time for panicked, girly shouts. Oh, he was going to kill Fefnir AND Weil when he got back... "SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! I'M BEING-- GAAMMPH!" Cue: heel cracking off. Inarabbita, most embarassingly, immediately lost his balance and fell, more-or-less, right onto his face, causing the persuing 'bots to trip over him and...

It was a friggin' doggy pile, really...

And given the 'bots that had been assigned to this plan to chase him were pretty much weak as hell and rather cheaply made just for the mission, they 'died' once they'd landed. Which pretty much meant Inarabbita was now buried under a pile of broken reploids and they were really, really damn heavy, too. "NEVERMIND! WILL SOMEONE PLEASE GET ME OUT FROM UNDER THESE... THINGS?!"

Mind, the reploids that had been getting ready to fire at the on coming Weil 'bots took a short moment to stare. Well, you certainly didn't see that everyday. Only then did a few of them quickly make their way over to poor Ina' and start to dig him out of there.

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"So... You were just out for a walk and the pantheons started to chase you?" Ciel watched the 'girl' standing across from her curiously. Currently she, Inarabbitta - or 'Ina', which raised a few brows... Or Zero's, anyway -, the mentioned blond hero, and the two teleport control reploids were standing in the command room. The nice reploids that had helped Ina had gone back to their posts after escorting 'her' in.

Ina nodded. What? He couldn't think of any better excuses, damnit-- he twitched, looking over at Zero, who had been eyeing him suspiciously the entire time. "Will you stop staring at me, you blockhead!?" Oops.

The 'blockhead's eyes narrowed. He'd been called that before by a certain little reploid that was about the same side and build as this 'girl'... Not only that, but... "So, tell us. Why were you out for a 'walk' in the middle of nowhere?" To say Zero was skeptical would be an understatement. A very big understatement.

The disguised Weil-bot made a surprised noise, clearly not having been anticipating that sort of question. Which of course meant, he didn't have an answer for it. Ah, nut bunnies. "I... Er... Well...!"

Ciel frowned--as did Zero, but he did so in a more unfriendly way--before sighing. "Zero has a point... It's a simple question. Why were you out here?"

Looking from the blond human to the blond reploid several times, Ina's brain worked quickly to come up with an answer that he didn't seem stupid, himself. So far, it was failing. But it would be more suspicious to stay quiet... If he wasn't already suspicious enough as it was. "Uh, well--I got dumped out here! By... My... Dimwitted parents! Yeah. They always said they wanted a boy--" he inwardly winced at his own words. "--And they said they were sick of me so, they, well... Yeah!" He threw his hands up, before sniffling and ever-so suddenly turning on the 'water works'.

It was also a convenient ploy to be able to cling to Ciel. But that's not the point.

The little reploid sobbed and wailed rather convincingly into the human's chest, of all things. Ciel was startled at first, though she quickly moved to pat the 'younger girl's' back, cooing reassurances to the poor 'girl'. Oh, if only she knew... If only she knew...

Same could be said for Zero. He looked a little uncomfortable, averting his irritated gaze. If only he knew that was really a boy reploid, Inarabitta no less, who was sobbing into Ciel's bosom.

There really would be hell to pay.

"There, there," Ciel murmured, a hug following the patting and cooing and the like. "Do you know why those Pantheons were chasing you?"

Of course, having not thought of an excuse for that before, either, Ina shook his head in an attempt of having to. At least for that moment--no doubt it was bound to come up again... "Nn... No...," he so sobbingly mummbled. By Weil's left pinky, he should win a Grammy for his acting skills.

The human scientist glanced up to her blond reploid companion, who was still averting his gaze, a small, concerned frown on her face. Seeing he wasn't going to be looking over at them any time soon, she sighed. "You can stay with us... Ina, was it?" The 'girl' nodded, finally looking up and meeting Ciel's eyes. She was smiling instead of frowning by then, reaching up to ruffle the 'girl's' hair a little. "We just need to find you a place to sleep."

Ina smiled brokenly, sniffling expertly. "Thank-you!"

Phase one, complete.