Lost Memories/Amnesia Girl Chapter 5
Review Response!
Dear Joe Mama,
Thank you for reviewing my story. I'm not very sure if you'll get this note...but I'm going to try! Since you're not a registered member, it's harder for me to get into contact with you. I'm going to say a few things about the story and myself. Um...no she isn't flat chested...I'm a girl so that's not one thing I emphasize. I do know that the SCENE changes are non-existent in the first six chapters. I used to break scene by using three hypens but they made them disappear. I would also like to say, get your head out of the gutter! NOOO! DaCosta is suppose to be her brother figure. I never do sex scenes, if you ever read my stories. But if a couple is married...in certain chapters, it's heavily implied. If you ever come back here...HI! If not...Happy Reading somewhere else :)
~CuteAiboAibo
"I'm glad to have you two back," Waltfeld said as he made a cup of his special coffee. Almost everyday it was different, he was always experimenting. Amarante was always curious about his experimental coffees. And, she also very curious if her commander would start his own company.
"Yes sir," they said in unison.
"So did you enjoy your day in the city Amarante?" Waltfeld asked curiously.
"Very much sir, except for the two Eurasian Federation soldiers," Amarante said happily. She sniffed the air happily loving the smell of coffee. The two soldiers stiffened as their commander held out a mug full of coffee to them. Amarante took a hefty gulp of the liquid. Perhaps a little too much because it was burning hot!
"Try some, this time I blended it with ten percent more Hawaiian Kona," Waltfeld said as Amarante began to cough.
"Are you alright?" DaCosta asked as he placed her mug on the table.
"Yeah," she said between coughs. Her face grimaced at the taste of the liquid which Waltfeld laughed at. She looked like a small child who tasted something horrible.
"It looks like you haven't acquired the taste for coffee yet," their commander chuckled.
"I love the smell of coffee. My mother used to fix coffee a lot before she died," Amarante said as her coughs began to calm down.
"Really?" Waltfeld asked.
"Yeah. She always fixed coffee in the morning. If you'll excuse me sirs, my shift is about to begin," Amarante said with a salute.
"Amarante," Waltfeld beckoned as she went to the door. Cautiously she looked back reaching for the door pad. She placed a hand on it's button but did not push it.
"Yes sir?" she asked.
"I want you to go without saluting to me for the next week," he answered.
"Will do sir," she replied. She pushed the button before exiting the room. Once she was gone DaCosta waited about five minutes to make sure she wasn't near the door.
"What are you waiting around for?" Waltfeld asked.
"Sir I found some more information about her family," DaCosta said handing over his report. After getting to know her a little in their little excursion a couple days prior DaCosta began to feel bad about spying on her.
"So what are the highlights?" the Tiger asked becoming discouraged to read it because of its length.
"Her sister enlisted at the same time she did," DaCosta began.
"Okay where is she?" Waltfeld demanded becoming more interested in their small subject.
"Sir… ahhh…She's apart of the Eurasian Federation. The Eurasian Federation has been known to take soldiers from both sides as long as they were willing to fight," DaCosta addressed. He wasn't very sure how the Desert Tiger would take the news. She was a traitor to her fellow coordinators, wasn't she?
"Where is she stationed?" Commander Waltfeld asked coldly.
"I'm not sure. I wasn't able to find that out. I did find out who her cousin is," DaCosta chipped in trying to change the subject before being chewed out by his commander.
"Who is she?" Waltfeld asked picking up his mug of coffee. He took a sip before setting it back down on the table.
"HE is Mu La Flaga," DaCosta asserted.
"That can't be. They look too different," Waltfeld countered.
"He's a distant relative on her mother's side. Maybe not THAT distant…but close enough for immediate acknowledgement. His father's sister had her mother," DaCosta acknowledged.
"Well it looks like she is on her way to greatness," Waltfeld said under his breath.
"Excuse me, sir?" DaCosta piped in.
"Nothing, you're dismissed. Come back when you find out anything else," the Tiger said plainly.
"There's one more thing sir…Her mother was murdered. The case went cold but her father was the prime suspect," DaCosta countered.
"Her father…Find everything you can on her father," Waltfeld ordered. Why would her father be the prime suspect…Waltfeld thought twirling the contents of his drink.
"Yes sir," DaCosta answered before rushing out of the room.
"MAYLAM! Give it back!" Amarante cried out as she chased after the teen. He waved her red uniform coat behind him as he ran away from her. Their shift was just about over and Maylam wanted to have some fun.
"You'll have to catch me first!" He called out to her. He laughed triumphantly as he dangled it like a cape to a bull. She really wasn't in the mood for playing games.
"MAYLAM!" the girl snapped before deciding to take "drastic" measures. She charged him but instead of going for the jacket she drop kicked him taking him to the floor with her. Aisha watched near-by with dismay. How could Amarante act in such an unwomanly way?
"Hey, you weren't suppose to do that," Maylam snapped as she took her jacket back. She cradled it in her arms making sure there was no damage. It was expensive to have a uniform repaired and she was strapped for cash at the moment.
"Don't do that again!" Amarante snapped slapping him across the face. He was shocked that Amarante would do such a thing.
"Kitten has claws," Kirkwood purred playfully. Angrily Amarante threw her boot at his head. She began to unzip the other one so she could also throw it at him.
"Shut up! Don't get into this!" Amarante barked.
"Alright alright. I'll leave the happy couple to themselves," Kirkwood teased. Amarante chased after him become infuriated with the two teens. Aisha sighed grabbing the young girl by the waist. She tried to break free but the hold was too strong.
"This is not the way for a young girl to act!" Aisha scolded.
"Ma'am but!" Amarante pleaded as Aisha pulled her out of the hangar. Kirkwood teased and joked about her causing Amarante to take a lunge at him. Aisha sighed pushing Amarante away from them.
"No buts. That's no way for a young lady to act," Aisha scolded once more. Aisha continued to pull her along making a bee line to the mansion that every soldier had forbade her to go into to. When the commander wasn't onboard the Lesseps he lived inside that mansion. Amarante's stomach began to twist and knot itself.
"Ma'am….is this okay?" Amarante asked hesitant to enter the mansion.
"Of course it's fine. You know Andy and I have been thinking about letting you move in here. You and I are the only women here and you're alone in that big barrack. Also there are all those wolfish males. We thought it would be safer to keep you here then in that barrack," Aisha answered.
"Um…I don't know," Amarante said hesitantly. Aisha pushed her towards the door causing Amarante to retaliate and cry out reluctantly.
"It'll be better if you do stay here though! You know those guys are horny! I bet they're already tried to see you!" Aisha persuaded. Amarante thought it over before shivering, she didn't really like any of the males here. Aisha chuckled softly before entering the mansion. She released the girl knowing that she probably wouldn't run away now. Amarante stood there quivering not knowing what to do. They walked down a couple of hallways together in silence.
"Where are we going Ma'am?" Amarante asked curiously as Aisha held a door open to her. Once they were inside Aisha looked the door to make sure Amarante would escape.
"I'm going to dress you up, so you can act like a proper lady around your peers," Aisha answered.
"B-But Ma'am!" Amarante retaliated.
"No buts," Aisha answered pushing the girl into the bathroom.
"But," Amarante whined again. Aisha shot her a glare which made Amarante back down.
"Go wash," Aisha ordered before closing the door. Amarante sighed softly starting the water for the tub. She took off her uniform before getting into the tub. She washed herself before getting out of the tub wrapping her body in a towel she allowed her wet hair to run down her back as Aisha re-entered the room.
"Since you always had your hair up I never noticed how long your hair was," Aisha answered before taking a towel and drying her hair. Aisha was shocked to see that her hair went all the way to her butt.
"Do I really have to do this?" Amarante asked.
"Yes. We need to show them that you are a proper lady," Aisha said sitting her down at a vanity to dry her hair. She turned on the blow dryer going through the girl's hair with ease.
Amarante sighed, "I know I'm a tomboy."
"It's alright. I washed your panties and bra because mine are probably too big," she said continuing to dry and comb through her hair.
"Oh…Uh, okay," Amarante said blushing. Aisha left the room briefly returning with her underwear.
"Okay put those on and I'll go get you your clothes," Aisha ordered.
"Okay," Amarante answered. She put on the clothes before putting the towel back on. She was rather shy about her body and she wasn't willing to show it to an almost complete stranger.
"To me you seem like a girl who likes blue," Aisha said coming into the room with a light blue peasant like dress.
"Oh yes. I also like red," Amarante replied as Aisha allowed the girl to put the dress on. Oh? Does someone have a dormant sexy side? Aisha thought with a playful smile.
"You look beautiful but," Aisha began with a gasp, "pull the sleeves down so they're not on your shoulders. I'll get you a strapless bra to wear." She left and came back with the needed material only causing Amarante to blush.
"I'm fine," Amarante said. Aisha frowned crossing her arms.
"No. Take it off," Aisha ordered only getting a head shake.
"Do I have to?" Amarante whined.
"Yes!" Aisha began, "Or I'll take it off for you!"
"What if the commander see's me?" Amarante whispered hiding behind the lady who dressed her up. This was the first time she has ever worn REAL make-up. She thought she looked funny with the pounds of make-up on her face, just like a clown. Her hair was up in a nice large bun. Aisha held on to her wrist pulling her through the hall. There were other soldiers who passed them which made Amarante blush.
"We were going to show him first. We need to prove that all tomboys can be proper ladies," Aisha replied.
"Oh…Do we have to show him?" Amarante asked blushing even harder.
"Yes we do," Aisha said before knocking on his office door. Unfortunate for Amarante he was inside which meant that they were going to enter.
"We have something to show you," Aisha sung. Amarante groaned softly as Aisha opened the door.
"We? Who's we?" Andy asked.
"Oh Amarante and I. We want to show you that she can be a proper lady," Aisha replied holding on to the wrist of the girl even tighter to make sure she wouldn't run away. Aisha pushed the girl into the room only to stumble forward.
"Well don't you look cute," her commander teased. Amarante blushed softly as Aisha chuckled to herself.
"Ah…Thank you," Amarante replied.
"Well we have others to show, so we'll be back," Aisha said pulling the sad "puppy" out of the room.
Amarante sighed as she walked through the hangar. Aisha smiled softly before finding Kirkwood and Maylam.
"See how beautiful this tomboy is? This is the reason why you shouldn't pick on her. You should actually be fighting for her affection. That's what boys of your age SHOULD be doing!" Aisha argued exposing how pretty Amarante really was. Amarante only blushed more feeling as if she was being singled out for a crime then being praised.