Duo: *waves* Konnichiwa, minna-san!
Theresa: Welcome to our third MST. ^_^
Duo: *turns to Theresa* So, what have we got today?
Theresa: Another Mary-Sue.
Duo: Is this the beginning of a trend?
Theresa: Well, one of the popular definitions for "MST" is "Mary Sue Torture", so I think it may be.
Duo: I see....
Theresa: Also, a bit of fun trivia: I've only read the summary for this fic, and a few of the reviews, but I don't know what happens or how it ends, other than that it's a cliffhanger, so it's more fun for all!
Duo: Shh, it's starting!
Lost Friend Found
Duo: In the dumpster.
My standard disclaimers: First thing first. I don' t own the G-boys. Although I wish I do.
Duo: (Evilly) No you don't. *steeples fingers and smirks sinisterly*
But I do own Misako Otani. So if you want to use her in you funfic, PLEASE ask me first.
Theresa: Can I ask if I don't want to use her?
And I have included a glossary at the end on every Japanese words I have used.
Duo: Demo, bokutachi wa "glossery" ga arimasen.
Also I like to thank Silver Star for proveread this funfic. THANK YOU!!! Now, Have FUN!!!
Theresa: Oh, we will.
Chapter One - The Sixth Pilot
Duo: Is it Howard?
By Silver Wing
"Hun, Interesting." Heero Yuy said in his usual dryly tone as he reread the message from Dr. J.
Theresa: (Dr. J) Heero: Please remember to pick up my dry-cleaning this afternoon.
"What? What happened?" Duo asked the Japanese pilot siting in front of his laptop, frowning.
Duo: It takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile.
Heero rarely shows any sign of emotions, it must be something serious to make the Mr. Perfect Solider to react like this.
Theresa: (Duo) He said "Hun" instead of "Hn"! That must be signifigant!
As Duo read the message over the Wing pilot's shoulder, his only response was: "WHAT!"
Duo: (himself, tearfully) They're finally going to give Deathscythe that new coat of paint I've been asking for.
Duo's shouting caught attention of the other four-gundam pilots.
Theresa: (counting on her fingers) Trowa, Quatre, Wufei....Wu..fei....Well, that's three anyway.
"What's wrong, Duo?" Asked Quatre as he, Trowa, and Wufei walked into the room where the two-gundam pilots are.
Duo: Nothing's wrong, I just felt like shouting. You know how I am.
Still unable to speak much, all Duo could get out of his mouth was "Just go check your laptop."
Theresa: (Duo, darkly) It's the worst virus since the Sassar worm....
Still very confused, Quatre walked over to his rarely used laptop, and opened it.
Duo: It was rusted shut from disuse, but after wrestling with it for a few moments, he managed to get it open.
Immediately, a message flashed on to the screen.
Theresa: Wow, those laptops sure are advanced! I actually have to hit the power button on mine when it's been off if I want it to do anything!
It reads: Fellow Gundam pilots, I heard that you were haven some trouble in penetrating the new OZ base, so I'm sending you a new gundam pilot to assist you on this mission, and this mission only. The pilot will be arriving at 1200 hours. Please greet the new pilot nicely. Dr. J.
Duo: I get it now, Dr. J is the new Gundam pilot!
"A new gundam pilot, ne? That sounds interesting." Said Trowa after he reread the message on Quatre's laptop.
Theresa: He had to use Quatre's laptop, because his had also rusted shut from disuse, and he didn't have the energy to wrestle it open. His laptop was also hosting a small colony of a new type of sentient mold, though he didn't know it yet.
"Interesting? YOU call this interesting?" Wufei snarled, glaring daggers at the Heavearms' pilot.
Duo: Trowa caught the daggers with ease and began to juggle with them.
"It's insulting! That's what it is. It's injustice, I tell you! It dishonorable! It's......"
Theresa: ....Yet another stereotypical Wufei Justice Rant (TM)
Duo: Bitter, much?
"ENOUGH with the justice speech already!" Said Duo, annoyed by the Chinese pilot's continues speech about justice and honor.
Duo: He needs to throw in a few more speeches about the weakness of women to balance things out.
"Don't you remember the troubles that we encountered the last time we tried to penetrate that base?
Theresa: Must...resist...innuendo...refrence...
I'm not even going to mention them! They had much better security then WE had ever expected.
Duo: (offended) They had locks on their doors!
Under the circumstances, we need all the help we can get."
Theresa: (Duo) Or do you want to volunteer to cook dinner tonight?
"Did the message say that he will be arriving here in 1200 hours?"
Duo: Yup. Nothing to worry about, that new pilot won't be here for at least a week!
Heero asked as he reread the message again, and frowned, again.
Theresa: And used military time incorrecty, again. And was redundant. Again.
"Hai (1). Why?" Asked Trowa, partly answering Heero's question.
Duo: This scenario looks awfully familliar...
"Damn it! We have a mission at that hour!" Shouted Duo just realizing the problem.
Theresa: (Duo) All five of us, at the same time! And not one of us can be spared to meet this "new pilot!"
"I'll arrange James to look out for the new pilot while we out finishing the new mission." Suggested Quatre. "Everyone agree?"
Duo: I don't. Who the hell is James?
The other four pilots nodded.
Theresa: The news was rather exausting, so they all took a little power nap.
"So, what so we do now?" Said Duo.
Duo: (Heero) Let's bake cookies.
"We wait." Answered Heero flatly as he walked out of the room leaving the other four pilots behind.
Theresa: (Duo) I get to play with Heero's laptop!
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"Why are they so god dammed hard to kill!" Yelled Duo, slashing though another Aries as he forced his weakened body to continue fighting.
Theresa: I dunno, because they're robots?
The five Gundam pilots has been as this for almost five hours.
Duo: One hour for each pilot.
But the Leos and Aries just keep on coming.
Theresa: (Quatre) We have to go after the source! Shoot the mothership!
Clearly, they have miscalculated the amount of enemy mobile suits that's protecting their new target, again.
Duo: (darkly) I suppose our "new Gundam pilot" is going to prevent us all from making easily avoidable calculation errors.
Theresa: *pats Duo consolingly and offers him some popcorn*
The beautiful, dark blue night sky was light up by the turmoil of the battlefield.
Theresa: The turmoil was a bright, yellowish-puce color.
Every explosion lights up the sky brighter then the last.
Duo: In fact, the explosions were so bright it was almost like daylight!
To the left of Deathscythe, Heavearms had long run out of ammunition.
Theresa: (Heavyarms) Oh, woe is me, to have both my ammo and my name misplaced in one fell swoop.
It's only weapon left was an army knife, which isn't much of a help against the great number of Arias that surrounded it.
Duo: (Heavyarms, shouting) Death to opera!
Wing, with only a beam saber in hand, was straggling though thousands of enemy mobile suits that charged at it.
Theresa: (Wing) Can't we just be friends?
Shenlong was in the same position as Wing.
Duo: (Shenlong) Boo! Injustice! I refuse to be in the same position as Wing!
And Quatre, in his beloved Sandrock, was fighting for his dear life.
Theresa: (Quatre) Woe is me! Farewell, sweet life!
Things are not looking good for the Gundam pilots.
Duo: But at the very last minute, all the enemy mobile suits exploded!
Just when they thought those things couldn't get any worse then this,
Theresa: *blinks*
countless mobile dolls emerged.
Duo: They came up out of the ground like zombies.
It's not that the Gundam pilots couldn't hand the mobile dolls,
Theresa: (author) They could! Really!
it just that they were already tried out, and they're just too too many!
Duo: (author) La la la, I'm making the best soldiers in the AC universe look like sissies...
In just a matter of seconds, the Gundams were surrounded without a chance of escape.
Theresa: There's always a way to escape. It's shiney and red and it makes the Gundams go Boom.
Unwilling to be captured by the enemy, the only thing left for them to do is to self-destruct.
Theresa:...
Duo: Self-destruct must not be the same as escaping.
"You know, Heero," Duo said over the Comm. link as he reached for the self-destruct button.
Theresa: (Duo) I sure hope my self-destruct works this time.
"The only regret I have is that
Duo: I never managed to mix Wufei's whites with Quatre's colors in the laundry.
I never get a chance to meet the new gundam pilot. Hell, I sure like to know that he's like!"
Theresa: I haven't even read this story, and I already know what "he's" like.
"Who said you aren't?" Duo listened wideyes at the strange voice over his Comm. link.
Duo: Eek! There's a wideyes in my Gundam!
He checked his computer for any unknow mobile suit, but found none.
Theresa: *slaps her cheek gently in shock* (monotone) How ever could that be?
"Listen! You gundam pilots," The voice continued in an ordering tone.
Duo: (Voice) I want three number fours, supersized, with a side order of onion rings and an apple pie!
"Don't self-destruct yet. There's no honor in dying like this! Stand your grounds, and I WILL get you out of this!"
Theresa: (Voice) For I am the omnipotent Mary Sue, and I can singlehandedly defeat hordes of mobile dolls that five Gundam pilots can't!
Duo's mouth almost reached the ground after the voice stopped talking.
Theresa: But then it thought better of it and returned to Duo's face.
But he didn't have time to sort out what had just happened, for the mobile dolls that had surrounded the pilots had already aimed their buster rifles
Theresa: *throws popcorn at the screen* Dolls don't have buster rifles!
Duo: ^.^()
at the Gundams, ready to fire on commend.
Duo: I'd like to commend the officer who gave the command for a job well done!
So, this is the end. Guess the stranger couldn't save us in time, Deathscythe. Dying like this........ I'm so uncool. Duo thought with a mental laugh.
Duo: (monotone) Ha. ha. ha. ha.
SLASH!
Duo: Noooo! I don't want to read any slash fiction!
Before the five Gundam pilots' eyes, the mobile suits that had surrounded them are falling one by one cased by an unseem and unknow force.
Theresa: Britney Spears.
The mobile doll troops are destroyed in a flash.
Duo: The flash was a yellowish-puce color.
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"Weaklings! And they call themselves OZ soldiers!" The girl smirked as she finished off the last of enemy mobile suits.
Duo: Well...yes...
"Now, about these Gundam pilots." She said to herself as she switched off the cloaking devise on her gundam, and let the other pilots see the full size of her gundam, Deathhell.
Duo: (jumping out of his seat) Deathhell!? I object!
Theresa: Calm down, buddy, it's just a story.
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The five pilots blinked as a new gundam suddenly appear out of nowhere right before their very eyes.
Theresa: (Mary-Sue) Haha, made you blink!
It was totally covered in black, saved for a few flare like design on its eyebrows,
Theresa: Gundams don't have eyebrows...
Duo: Maybe she meant its antenna....
shield, and it's hands. It was carrying a double-sided beam suber on its right hand,
Duo: "Suber"?
Theresa: Hmm...not in my dictionary. Maybe she meant to write "Subaru".
Duo: So her Gundam's armed with a small Japanese car?
Theresa: Yes, I would say that that appears to be the case.
and a shield on it's left. If you have seen it from afar, you would have thought that it's a devil from hell.
Duo: Because devils from Hell are large, inorganic, and robotic in appearance.
"Who are you?" Quatre asked the new gundam over the Comm. link.
Theresa: (high-pitched voice) My name is Mary-Sue, and I've come to steal DUO!
Duo: Ack!
"Meet me out side, all of you. And I'll explain. But I warn you, I may not look very pleasant."
Theresa: ('Sue) I think my eye-liner's a bit smudged. I hope you won't mind.
Answer the voice over the Comm. link.
Quatre was the first one out of his gundam, he was anxious to meet the new pilot.
Theresa: Unfortunately, it was just an OZ trick, and the "new pilot" shot Quatre dead.
Then came Duo, Trowa, and Wufei. Heero came out last, as usual.
Theresa: It's always the mysterious, quiet one who's the last to come out.
Duo:...
Their eyes were locked on the opening of the new gundam, as the door opened and a girl walked out.
Duo: She tripped, fell out of the cockpit, and landed twenty feet below on her head, dying instantly.
Duo let out a gasp unconsciously and nearly jumped three feet in the air, even Heero looked surprised.
Theresa: It wasn't every day that they came face-to-face with a woman with smudged eye-liner.
From the color of the girl's hair, her eyes, and the shape of her face, you can clearly see that she was Chinese.
Duo: Ah-HAH! I'm safe! She must be after 'Fei!
Theresa: Hmm...
Her waist-length black hair was let loose down her back with two small braids at each side.
Theresa: But the braids are remniscant of those of Miss Relena. Perhaps she has a thing for Heero.
Her big, black eyes looked cold, distant, emotionless, and deadly, even more deadly then Heero's.
Duo: In a single instant, all the pilots died from her deadly gaze.
But those are not what had surprised the Perfect Solider. It was the fact that she was wearing an OZ uniform.
Theresa: WTF? Trowa wears OZ uniforms all the time, and no one's ever suprised to see him!
"Ohayo (2). My codename is Misako Otani, from the L4 colony. I'm the gundam pilot of Deathhell. I'm also the pilot that was send down by Dr. J to help you on the mission."
Duo: I like how she's "clearly Chinese" but speaks in fragmented Japanese
A smirk came to her non-expressional face as she continued.
Theresa: That trick must be a hit at parties, smirking while having no expression.
" It might come in shock to you the fact that I'm wearing an OZ uniform. That's because I was indeed an OZ solider.
Duo: (Misako) But I've seen the light (and Hee-kun's spandex) and have deserted OZ to join forces with you!
But now, I'm a gundam pilot, and is currently undercovering in the new OZ base that I was send to help you penetrate." Misako stopped a sec to look at her surroundings,
Theresa: (Misako) Wait a minute....this isn't Disneyland!
and at the Gundam pilots. When her eyes locked with Duo's, he found himself starring into the coldest black eyes he's ever seen.
Duo: They were so cold she had little icicles growing on her eyelashes.
It gave him a chill up his spine. Pulling away from Duo's stare, Misako continued in the same cold tone. "That's all the information about me that I'm instructed to give you.
Theresa: (Misako) If you want to know more, you're going to have to tie me to a bed and do with me what you like.
Dr. J had already informed me just about everything on every one of you before I was send to earth.
Duo: (Misako) Nyahh, I know something you don't know!
So, if you don't mind, I would like to find a place where we can
Theresa: (Misako) all get together and have a good spanking.
worked out our plan of how to successfully destroy the new OZ base, once and for all."
Duo: And after that...the oral sex!
Misako said as she turned back to the cocke pit of her gundam. "Oh," She suddenly turned around.
Theresa: The force of her turn causing her to lose her balance and fall to her death.
"I'm also know as the Goddess of Hell to those who had meet me on the battle field, and as Colonel Otani of the Spirals."
Duo: *grinds his teeth*
Theresa: Ah HA! I get it now! She's the female equivalent of both Duo and Wufei, *and* she's after Heero! It's a twisted yaoi-fic with a female in the starring role!
With that, Misako want back into Deathhell. Although still very stunned, but the Gundam pilots deiced to go with Misako's plan.
Duo: She's a mysterious woman we know nothing about, but let's trust her anyway.
Then, with the new gundam following closely behind them, they headed back to Quatre's mansion, which is their currently safe house.
Theresa: (Quatre) Ah, yes, Mansion #42...this one has always been my favorite.
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"I'm lost!" Quatre said as he jumped down from his gundam.
Duo: I told you we needed a map!
The five, now six gundam pilots had reached the safe house at midnight.
Theresa: Or, "the five gundam pilots and one extranious other".
The clear dark, blue night sky has already recover itself from the previous battle,
Duo: Which had been several hundred miles away from the safehouse. I hope.
now, it's spairkered with thousands of stars. They flashed on and off, making the night sky looking even more beautiful.
Theresa: I've never seen a spairkered star before...I wonder what that looks like.
Duo: I'm guessing it's "beautiful".
Misako hardly said anything since they took off from the battle flied and headed for the safe house.
Theresa: She was too busy playing the role of mysterious, brooding female to have much time to chit-chat.
Now, she's walking up the stars, which lead to the room that Quatre had already prepared for her.
Duo: Wow...I knew Quatre was rich, but I didn't know he was rich enough to build a staircase out of stars!
She merely said a simple 'thank you' when Quatre pointed her the way to her room and walked way.
Theresa: But she tripped on the starry staircase and fell to her death. The end.
" You are lost? I'm lost!" Duo said fling his arms in the air as he walking out of the hunger.
Duo: I'm not lost, I'm in the hunger! ...Er, hanger!
"First is that deadly looking gundam, then this Misako Otani. What's next, ice cream in a box?
Theresa:...Ice cream in a box happened before either 'Sue-Gundam or 'Sue.
What do you think, Heero? Heero?" The American pilot frozen, looking at the unusually expression on the Japanese youth's face.
Theresa: (Duo) Oh no! Heero, you've got an unusually on your face! It's going to eat your eyes!
"Heero? Hello, Heero! Earth to Heero, coming Heero!" Said Duo, sniped his fingers in front of Heero's face.
Theresa: Must...resist...innuendo...
Duo: Good Theresa. Here, have some M&M's.
" Daijoubu desuka (3), Heero?" Quatre asked, concert writing all over his face.
Theresa: (Heero) I'm okay, but you might want to get that music score off your face, Quatre.
The Japanese pilot just stood there like a statue, unmoving.
Duo: In a few moments, it was revealed that he actually *was* a statue!
It was like he hasn't heard a word that the either two pilots had said, nor did he stop Duo's ridicules action, which isn't like him at all. He just stared at the Chinese girl, following her every move.
Theresa: (Misako) Hi! My name is Misako! I'm Chinese! It's a crazy old world, huh?
Misako Otani, I think I have heard that name some where before. Heero said to himself mentally.
Duo: (Heero) I speak to myself mentally.
And I'm sure I have seen that face before too.
Theresa: (Heero) Oh yeah! I remember now! I saw her on a milk carton when I was a little kid!
To be continued.........
Duo: (author) BWA hahahah!
1): Hai: Yes.
2)Ohago: Hello.
3)Daijoubu desuka: Are you OK?
Theresa: "Demo, bokutachi wa "glossery" ga arimasen": But we don't have a glossery.
Duo: That's kind of ironic, actually.
Thank you for taking the time out in reading this Gundam Funfic, I hope you like it.
Theresa: What if we don't?
Any comments, even bad one, PLEASE send me an Email if you have one.
Duo: (author) There can only be one bad comment per e-mail, and it must be mixed in with all the glowing, mindless praise, so that I won't see it.
My Email address is:
Bestsfriends20000@hotmail.com
Theresa: Hmm...we need some spambots....
THANK YOU AGAIN FOR READING THIS STORY!!!! JA!!!
Duo: No, really, don't thank us.
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My standard disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Duo: Thank Shinigami.
They belong to people whose names that I have forget.
Theresa: Sotsu Agency, Sunrise, Bandai, and Yadate Hajime-sensei.
Duo: Should I be concerned that you just rattled off that list from the top of your head?
Theresa: *shrugs*
Gomen nasai. But I do own Misako Otani and Gundam DeathHell.
Duo: Even if they are just cheap rip-offs of other things.
I also keep a glossary at the end on every apanese word that I have used.
Theresa: "Apanese"? Is that a new language?
So, have fun. Oh, and I like to thank those people who had given me their reviews on chapter one. You have no idea how that had helped. Damo arigutou!
Duo: A word of advice: If you can't spell words in your own language correctly, please refrain from misspelling other languages.
Chapter 2 - The Stillness Before The Storm
Theresa: *hums the theme from the Twilight Zone*
By Silver Wing
"Lie....Mie....come back....don't leave me alone....Mie...." Heero muttered under his breath as he sleeped restlessly on his bed.
Duo: (Heero) You owe me five dollars!
From the way his eyes moved under its lids, you can clearly see that he was dreaming,
Theresa: Who, you?
Duo: No, you.
not a pleasant one at that from the boy's continuos toss and turning.
Duo: Not to mention his pained muttering.
Suddenly, the Japanese youth sat up on his bed, breathing hard, with the name "Mie" still lingered on his lips.
Theresa: (Heero) Eww, what's this Mie doing on my lips?
His night cloth soaked with sweat, and his usual non-expressional face showed immeasurable fear.
Duo: (Random scientist) I decree this fear to be "immeasurable."
Heero got out of his bed, and paced around the small bedroom trying to control his heave breathing.
Theresa: But it was no use. He had to run to the bathroom and puke in the toilet.
It was that dream, no, nightmare again.
Duo: (Heero, sniffling) She always runs off with my teddy bear...
In the past two weeks, every night, Heero would have this horrible nightmare. In which he would find himself laying peacefully in an endless flower field, looking up at the stars under the moonlight.
Theresa: The moonlight was a yellowish-puce color.
There would always be a strange litter girl with black hair and tense black eyes laying beside him.
Duo: But then she'd get up and leave to clean up litter.
She would always talked to him in the most tender, gentle, and sweet tone Heero ever heard.
Theresa: (Litter girl, tenderly) You're laying on my hair.
Suddenly, the litter girl would punch Heero playfully and runaway, laughing,
Duo: Waving his teddy bear above her head,
with Heero in close pursuit. After a while of cat and mouse, Heero would catch the litter girl, and mercilessly
Theresa: Strangle her.
tagle her until she begs him to stop. They would roll in the flower field,
Duo: Kicking and scratching.
enjoying the moment, not caring if the grass would sting their cloth.
Theresa: Brave kids. I wouldn't roll around carelessly in the middle of a patch of stinging grass.
Suddenly, the once beautiful and peacefully night sky would be sown by darkness.
Duo: (random citizen) Hey, who turned off the moon?
Mobile suits would explode at random all around the two children.
Theresa: (Random mobile suit) *explodes for no reason*
Heero would hold the litter girl very close to him, protecting her as if she were his life.
Duo: And in a way she was: She still owed him five bucks.
Then a Leo would appear out of nowhere and literally pray the litter girl from Heero's arms
Theresa: (Random Leo, praying) Glory be to the Father, to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit...
and carry her away, a way from Heero's reach, away from him.
Duo: (Heero) Good riddance!
Heero would call to her by the name of "Mie", telling her to come back to him.
Theresa: Completely ignoring the fact that she kind of couldn't.
But, she was still being taken away from him, the only thing that he had ever hold dear was being taken away from him.
Duo: (Heero) I'll never love again.
Finally, Heero used up all of his strength.
Theresa: Trying to beat a Leo with a stick was tiring work.
All he could do is watch the Leo fad into the distance with a heave heart, a heart that once was full with happiness and peace.
Duo: But was now full of bitterness and dispair.
The battle filed disappeared as fast as it had appeared, leave a heartbroken boy in the endless flower filed under the bright moonlight,
Theresa: The moonlight was now a bluish-pink color.
feeling alone, and helpless. It was at this point that Heero would wake up every night, founding himself soaked from sweat, with fear in his heart.
Duo: (Heero) That Leo could've easily taken me away!
Theresa: (Heero) Thank goodness it snatched that pointless plot device litter girl instead!
First, he just dismissed it like any other nightmares that he had had in the past,
Duo: (Heero, counting off on his fingers) The one with the clowns, and the one with the giant bowl of pudding, and then the one with the garbage truck...
thinking its only cased by the continuing killing and blood shad of war, thinking that it would just go away like all the other nightmares,
Theresa: Thinking it would just go away like the author's previously tolearble spelling...
fad into memory, after a few days. But he was wrong. The nightmares kept on coming back every night to torture his thoughts, hunting his very existence.
Duo: The nightmares hunted with forks.
Whenever he closes his eyes, the nightmares will emerge, and like an endless waltz, it would play over, and over again. Tonight was no exception.
Theresa: And like an endless waltz, the Sue-writers will forever recycle material to jam down our throats.
Heero sank into his bed after he had control himself.
Theresa: (stifles a snicker)
Duo: (Watches Theresa warily)
As he lay there, surrounded by total darkness, he thought back to the last two weeks.
Duo: (Heero, thinking) The best two weeks of my life.
He thought about his nightmare, trying desperately to figure out what it means, what it's trying to tell him.
Theresa: (Heero's nightmares) Oh, for the love of Shinigami! Isn't it obvious?
Duo: (Heero's nightmares) The litter girl is the love child of the garbage man and the baker!
Heero thought of the litter girl in his nightmares.
Theresa: Her clothes had been made from ragged newspapers and bubble-gum wrappers. Hence, her name.
Who is she? Heero thought to himself. Why do I feel like I know her? Urrg! This is getting me nowhere!
Duo: (Heero) I'll just go back to sleep and not worry about it.
Frustrated, Heero rubbed his face with his hands. You got to get some sleep, Heero Yuy. You got a mission tomorrow.
Theresa: Aww, Heero doesn't need sleep before he performs a mission!
With that in mind, Heero closed his eyes, willing the sleepiness to take over.
Duo: (Heero, to Sleepiness) Help me sleep or I'll kill you.
But he couldn't. Something doesn't seem right. It's like something was a miss.
Theresa: A Miss SUE! BWA ha!
Heero sit up in his bed again, viewing his surroundings, listening to every single sound.
Duo: The wall clock, the goldfish tank, the squeaky hamster wheel, the dripping water from next door...
Then it hit him.
Theresa: (It) *whacks Heero* BWA ha!
There's no sound coming from down stairs, or anywhere for that matter.
Duo: Oh no! Heero's gone deaf!
Heero glanced at the digital clock on his nightstand, and frowned, hard. 12:08am.
Theresa: A frown is just an upside down smile.
Misako should report in by now. Where is she?
Duo: Dead. Duh.
It's been two weeks and three days since the new gundam pilot, Misako Otani, had appeared.
Theresa: Oh really
The day after the Gundam boys' fatefully encounter with the DeathHell's pilot, the six pilots had sat down and formed a plan on how to destroy the new OZ base.
Duo: (Misako) I'll go in with my "Gundam" and blow everything up while you guys stand on the sidelines and cheer me on.
They all agreed that Misako would remain undercover in the new OZ base in order to get the necessary information of its defenses system.
Theresa: Yes! Excellent thinking, boys! Send her to the area of greatest danger, so it'll be more likey that she'll die sooner!
Misako was to report in every Wednesday nights at 12:00am.
Duo: Not a minute sooner or later, or else she'd be forced to sing the Lumberjack song while standing on her head and balancing a live dog on her feet.
Can't sleep, Heero decided to go down stairs and wait for Misako to report in.
Theresa: (Heero) Maybe she'll finally have gotten caught, and I can go back to not having nightmares about some completely unrelated little girl I don't even know.
"Where could that girl be?" Heero said to himself as he walked down the stairs, towards the living room.
Theresa: in bed with an OZ soldier, where else?
When he got there, he was greeted by the other four pilots, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, and, of course, Duo.
Duo: Of course me, you can't have "other four pilots" without me!
"Can't sleep either, ne(1) Heero?" asked Duo in his usual cheerful tone, a hint of sleepiness can be heard within.
Theresa: (Duo) Actually, I was the only one who could sleep, but Quatre woke me up and won't let me go back to bed.
Heero didn't answer the American youth, ignoring him as he walked over to sit on a chair near the window.
Duo: Ladies and Gentlemen, my best friend, Heero Yuy.
In the room, Trowa was sitting on the couch, his face expressionless as he read the book in his hands.
Theresa: It was the VCR's instruction manual.
Quatre was pacing around the room non-stop, concern written all over his face.
Duo: (Quatre) Oh, I hope my cake rises alright!
While Wufei sat on the floor cross-legged with his arms crossed in front of his chest, looking very annoyed, muttering something about can't trust a woman to do a man's job.
Theresa: You can't trust a man to do a woman's job either.
Duo was in his usual happy-go-luck mood as he sat on the couch beside Trowa, although desperately trying to stay awake.
Theresa: It was a bit difficult, since none of the other pilots would allow him to have coffee.
They are all worried about Misako.
Theresa: (Heero) Has she died yet?
Heero thought to himself as he studies each pilot.
Duo: (Heero) I really need to find myself some cooler friends.
Then he turned his attention to the world outside.
Theresa: And all the pesky wildlife contained therin.
As Heero sat there, his thought drafted to the DeathHell's pilot.
Duo: (Heero) Let's see....a ninty degree angle here, a one-hundred twenty degree angle here...
From the litter time that Heero had spent with Misako, he had found the Chinese girl to be very interesting indeed,
Theresa: It was easy to be intrigued with the Chinese girl's fascination with litter.
but at the same time very mysterious.
Duo: Mysterious like a fish!
Her heart shaped face is always expressionless. Her tense black eyes betrayed no emotion, ever.
Theresa: She's another robot!
She hardly talks to any one, and only does so when it's necessary.
Duo: (Misako) You're standing on my foot.
Theresa: (Duo) Oh, sorry.
Even the ever chattering Duo couldn't get though to her.
Duo: But that's only because I wasn't trying.
Whenever Duo would try to stir up a conversation with the DeathHell pilot,
Theresa: i.e., never,
he would either be ignored, or get a death glare that promised unimaginable pain.
Duo: (sniffling) She threatened to take away my ice-cream!
After a few days,
Theresa: Read: Minutes.
even Duo had given up on the unsociable girl. But Heero continued to watch the girl.
Duo: From a safe distance, of course.
"Where is that woman? I'm not going to wait here all night for her to come back!" Heero was bought back into the present from his thoughts by Wufei's complaining.
Theresa: (Sighs) That's all the good my Wu-wu is good for, bitch, moan and complain. Injustice!
Heero turned his head at Wufei's direction, and stared at the Chinese boy with annoyance.
Duo: (Heero) Actually, we're done waiting. Let her rot. Anyone up for a game of checkers?
"Comon, Wufei. We had waited up for you when you didn't report back the last time you did that. Why can't you wait up for Misako?" Duo inquired of the Shanlong's pilot,
Theresa: (growls)
a litter annoyed at Wufei's continuos complaining.
Duo: And pick up your garbage! Yeesh, you can barely move around in here through all these damn take-out boxes!
"Because...." Heero didn't heard the rest of the agreement between the two pilots,
Theresa: Agreement?
Duo: We're actually speaking in code, plotting various ways to kill her.
Theresa: Ah. Very clever. Carry on.
for his mind once again drifted into deep thought.
Theresa: As opposed to shallow thought.
As he sat there, unmoving, he recalled one particular conversation he had had with the Chinese girl.
Duo: (Heero, dreamily) She wanted to know how to find the bathroom.
~ Flashback ~
It was another beautiful midsummer night's evening.
Theresa: The sacrificial virgin was all bathed and draped in her ceremonial robes.
Stars twinkling in the sky and a crescent moon above, shining down on the flower garden, illuminating everything, given them a beautiful silver lining.
Duo: The stillness was broken by the sudden apperance of an odango-sporting Magical Girl.
And it was in this mythical garden that Heero was walking alone, thinking, and relaxing.
Theresa: It was the first time in days he'd managed to avoid Misako's not-very-well-concealed hard-to-get come on.
Then something, or rather someone caught his eye. There was a figure that was sitting on a bench,
Duo: Draped in ceremonial sacrifical robes?
looking up at the night sky. Apparently, Heero wasn't the only one that was up at this time of the night.
Theresa: Huh, imagine that. There's more than one insomniac in the world.
Curious as to who it is, Heero made his way involuntarily towards the figure.
Duo: He was hoping for some late-night target practice. His shooting skills were getting rusty.
Who could be up at this ungodly hour of the night?
Theresa: (Heero) Santa?
Aside from myself. Heero thought as he made his way toward the bench as silently as possible.
Duo: Despite all appearances to the contrary, Hee-chan's big squeaky-looking yellow sneakers aren't very squeaky at all.
He felt that the figure looked very familiar, but he couldn't figure out whom.
Theresa: (Heero) It's the Tooth Fairy!
However, Heero's question was soon answered when the figure suddenly turned around, standing up from the bench with a gun pointed at his direction.
Duo: (Heero) or....a member of the Mafia.
"Who's there?" A voice inquired in a cold tone, followed by the cluck of a gun,
Theresa: The cluck was then followed by a few more clucks, then a "Bwak..bwak...BWAKAH!"
Duo: For the gun was really only a cleverly concealed chicken!
slicing though the silent of the night. "Heero Yuy." The Japanese pilot replyed in the same cold tone, walking into the open.
Duo: Because he'd been sneaking along in the undergrowth before.
As he did so, he recognized the figure to be none other then Misako Otani, the new gundam pilot who had arrived no more then two days ago.
Theresa: (Heero) Duh...how could I have not realized who it was?
As she also recognized Heero, she slowly lower the gun, putting it back into its original hiding place,
Theresa: Her bra!
Duo: *snickers*
and sat back down on the bench. Heero hesitantly made his way to Misako, and sat down beside her.
Duo: Much to her angsty displeasure.
A long silence had passed between the two pilots before Misako final spoke up."It's sure is beautiful isn't it?"
Duo: Oh, I get it. She's all "omae o korosu" when I try to speak to her, but she's not hesitating to put the moves on Heero!
Theresa: Do you really want her to put the moves on you?
Duo: Well...no, but it's the principal of the thing!
Misako said softly as she continued looking up at the night sky.
Theresa: Unbeknownst to Heero, she had a crick in her neck that forced her head up at that angle.
"What is?" Heero questioned, a confused expression across his face.
Duo: (Misako) Oh, excuse me, my English isn't so great. I meant to say, "I sure am beautiful, aren't I?"
" The sky, what else? It's so beautiful and clam, untouched by the sorrows and blood shad of the world below it."
Theresa: Oh no! It's the attack of the small shelled mollusks! Run!
Misako said, still looking up the night sky. Face showed no emotion, or anything for that matter.
Duo: She has no face! Run, Heero, she's an evil youkai-demon!
Heero looked up at the calm night sky, pondering on Misako's words as silence fall over them once again.
Theresa: (Heero) I like cookies.
After what it felt like an eternality, Misako spoke up again. "Heero, why do you fight?"
Duo: Duh, even I know the answer to this one!
"What do you mean?" Heero said, confused once again at Misako's question.
Theresa: It appears that Heero's no great master of the English language himself.
"I mean what I have asked you." Misako said, look up at Heero the first time of the night.
Duo: (Misako) I like being mysterious and vague when I speak. It's fun!
"I know that when all of this started, we were fight for the colonies, but they now sees us as a thereat. To make things more confusing, OZ had spilt up into two. So, what do you fight for now? Do you still fight for the colonies, even though they had rejected us? Or do you fight for peace that would never come?"
Duo: (Heero) If you think peace will never come, what the hell are you fighting for?
Heero wasn't sure how to answer her, for he, himself was also confuse by the current saturation.
Theresa: Was the grass getting enough water? Or was it getting too much? Gardening is so confusing...
But he knew that Misako won't take silence as an answer,
Duo: So he farted.
so he simple answer her the way he had answer himself from time to time. "When the world around me goes crazy, I will fight for what I believe in."
Theresa: (Heero) I believe that everyone should have free cookies.
"Aa. And what will that be?" Misako inquired, surprising Heero yet again.
Duo: Her keen grasp of the English language was forever throwing him for a loop.
Heero wasn't expecting her to ask him that, and searched his mind for the answer, but he didn't find any.
Theresa: So he followed up the fart with a loud belch.
Then an image of a certain honey-blond hair girl with sea blue eyes popped into his mind, and he found the answer he was looking for.
Duo: (Heero) I fight so that I never have to see her again. *shudders dramatically*
"Peace. I believe in peace. And I'll do everything in my power to achieve that, even if I have fight for it."
Theresa: Which is good, since that's pretty much what he's doing right now.
"Good answer. But what will you do once you have achieved it?" Misako said, her voice never waver, still the icy monotone.
Duo: (Misako) If you even *think* about that blonde girl again, I'm going to snap your neck!
"Your life would be turned upside down once again. What do people like us, who's trained to be killers, do in a time of peace?
Theresa: Get a job with the Preventers.
Most of us don't even know the meaning of the word "Life", me included.
Duo: (Misako) Because I'm really a robot, you see.
We live for the mission and nothing else. The war had taken everything from people like us, our innocence, our loved ones, our childhood, our soul, leaving us nothing but an empty shell.
Theresa: (Heero) Speak for yourself, Robot-face.
There's no place for people like us in time of peace.
Duo: Sure there is! They're always looking for fresh faces down at the local fast-food joint!
Peace is merely a result of war. Total peace is just a vision made by people who are afraid to fight."
Theresa: This speech sounds oddly familliar...
"If you don't believe in peace, then what do you fight for?"Heero inquired of Misako, turning the tables on her.
Duo: (Heero) Ha-HA! It's my turn to ask the questions, little Miss Robot!
An aerie silence had passed before Misako answered.
Theresa: Watch out for bird droppings.
"I fight for myself, for my loved ones, for my friends.
Duo: (Misako) My pet rocks, Hanako, Chihiko, and Moe.
I fight so no other kid would have to go though what I have been though.
Theresa: (Misako, tearfully) No child should have to undergo the torture of....Piano Lessons!
I fight so that no one would have to be miserable.
Duo: (Misako) I've got the monopoly on angsty misery, thank you very much.
No one would have to die any more.
Theresa: Unless they died of old age, disease, murder, drowning, falling off a tall building, drug overdose...
If I don't fight, another kid would be in my place, and he or she would suffer my fate.
Duo: (Misako) Woe is me, I'm a tragic heroine. Make love to me, Heero!
I fight to end this meaningless war." Misako said, tense black eyes looking directly into tense blue ones.
Theresa: (Misako) And an end to meaningless speeches. Death to Treize!
"Is that enough of an answer for you?"
Duo: (Misako) Or should I rant on for a few more paragraphs?
Heero didn't answer, for he did know how to.
Theresa: He was on brain overload from the mass of pent-up angst Misako had piled onto him.
Seeing that Heero wasn't going to give her an answer, Misako stood up from her sit,
Duo: Good dog! Here's a doggie biscut!
looking up at the night sky once again, admiring its untamed beauty.
Theresa: (Misako, to herself) Of course, the sky could never be as beautiful as I am.
Then she faced Heero once again as the Wing pilot also stood up from his sit,
Duo: Good Heero! Here's a doggie biscut for you too!
and now is standing beside her. They looked into each other's eyes for a long time before Misako spoke up.
Theresa (Misako) You have food on your face.
"It's late, and I have talked more then I did in a whole year.
Duo: (Misako) Be amazed at my astounding restraint! Behold how well I play the silent, tragic heroine!
I'm going back to my room, and you should too.
Theresa: (Misako) It would do well for you to start listening to what I tell you, slave.
Good night, Heero." With that said, the DeathHell pilot turned and want back into the mansion.
Duo: But tragically, the DeathSCYTHE pilot was sleepwalking with his mini-beamsaber again, and sliced off her head.
"Good night, Misako." Heero said to Misako's retreating form. Then he sat back down again on the bench, looking up at the midsummer night's sky.
Theresa: (Heero) I'll show her she can't tell me what to do!
The stars twinkled with a crescent moon above.
Theresa: And somewhere not too far away, a blond Magical Girl was teaching the forces of evil not to mess with Truth, Love and Justice.
~ End Flashback ~
Heero smiled unconsciously at the memory,
Duo: He'd managed to put a "Kick me" sign on Misako's back before she left.
it was the only conversation that Misako had with anyone during the time she was staying at Quatre's mansion as far as Heero knows.
Theresa: Which, admittedly, isn't a whole hell of a lot where social relationships are concerned.
That conversation had made Heero think of alot of things that he haven't thought of.
Duo: (Heero) Why is the sky blue? Why do Gundams have little red beards on their face-plates? What's the meaning of life?
To tell the truth, Heero didn't trust Misako one bit.
Both: *cheer*
So, he did some "research" on her background, looking for a flaw to it.
Duo: "research"....that's a fancy word for computer hacking.
To Heero's surprise, the girl's record appeared flawless. Her record said that she was the daughter of one of the best OZ solider.
Theresa: Wouldn't do for our lovely 'Sue to have a flawed heritage.
She joined OZ at an age of 10, graduated in first place from the Pacific Academy at 12.
Duo: What is she, a mini Zechs clone?
Because of her amazing capability in almost everything,
Theresa: Except for social interaction.
from piloting to weaponry, she rose though the ranks in just a matter of three years.
Duo: Heero could've done it in one year.
Now, as a colonel, she was highly respected and parsed by any that know her.
Theresa: Oh, the plotholes this history creates...*flings some popcorn at a passing plothole*
Two years ago, for some reason, Misako suddenly disappeared from the face of the Earth only a few months after her father's tragic death.
Duo: Ooh, tragic. I bet she pushed him in front of a bus.
Some say she went to the colonies. Some say she had been killed, but nobody really knows her where abouts.
Theresa: Some say she ran off to have the illigetimate child of one of her fellow OZ soldiers.
Then three month ago, Misako appeared out of nowhere in a new OZ base, saying that she just came back from a self-given vacation,
Duo: But was quickly arrested and put on trial for deserting.
also that she need the time to sort everything out. And because of her past history, the commander of the new OZ base accepted her without any question.
Theresa: To his everlasting shame.
As Heero did some more "research" on the new pilot,
Theresa: Why is the word "research" in quotations? T_T
he, however, did find a flaw in Misako's so-called "flawless" record.
Duo: If there was a flaw, then it wasn't "flawless", now was it?
She had no record before the age of 6. It was like she didn't even exist until she was 6.
Theresa: She really is a robot!
There was no birth certificate, no place of birth, and no birth date. It seemed as if Misako just came out of thin air.
Duo: Or a mad scientist's laboratory.
Heero already know "Misako Otani" wasn't the DeathHell pilot's real name.
Theresa: Because she was "Clearly Chinese", it would have been silly of her father to give her a Japanese name!
So, what is her real name?
Duo: The Chinese version of "Mary-Sue".
Theresa: ....Mie...Su?
Duo: I shouldn't wonder.
Where did she come from?
Theresa: Where all robots come from, the robot assembly line!
What happen to her before she was 6 years old?
Duo: She was busy being assembled!
All those questions were driving the Wing pilot insane.
Theresa: Forty-two! Forty-twoooo!
Then there's the nightmare, which makes things more confusing.
Duo: Not to mention irritating.
Annoyed, and exhausted from the all this confusion, Heero decided to just stop thinking and wait for Misako to return.
Theresa: So he turned off his brain just like he turned off his laptop.
IF she ever returns! Where is that girl?
Duo: She's nearly ten minutes late with that report!
When I get my hands on that baka, I'll make sure that she gets the right punishment! I'll....
Theresa: Tie her to a bed and give her a good spanking!
Duo: Didn't we already use this joke?
Theresa: But it's so appropriate here...
Just then, something caught Heero's eye. There was a form of a person in the distance.
Duo: I thought he was staring at a wall...
They were walking as if they had a sand bag on their back.
Theresa: As the figure got closer, Heero confirmed that yes, indeed, this person was in fact carrying a sandbag.
The person was walking very slowly, one hand holding their side, another holding a gun.
Duo: A third hand holding a donut.
They were lumping as they made their way towards the gundam pilots' safe house.
Theresa: So much for this safe-house being "secret".
Who could that be? Heero thought to himself as he followed every move of the person with his eyes.
Duo: Who couldn't it be? The possibilities are endless...
Could that be Misako? No, it couldn't. She would never come here by feet.
Theresa: She might come by foot maybe, but never, ever by feet.
Unless... No, don't even dare think of that, Heero Yuy. Misako is fine, she's just a bit late, that's all.
Duo: What the hell...why isn't she making her "midnight reports" with e-mail or a fax or something!?
Heero said to himself mentally as he watched the person. During those three weeks, Heero had come to care for the Chinese girl.
Theresa: Even though he had yet to admit any brotherly feelings for any of his fellow pilots, whom he had known much longer.
It wasn't a care like the one between two lovers, but more of a brotherly care.
Duo: Not for long, if Misako has anything to say about it.
Why, Heero don't know. He just feels an urge to protect the girl.
Theresa: Even though she could clearly protect herself better than he, plus the other four pilots, combined.
As Heero see the person, they seemed to be walking to the front door of the safe house.
Duo: But at the last minute, they turned sharply and made for the back door.
Witnessing this, Heero immediately drew out his gun, and walk quietly in the direction of the front door.
Theresa: He would kill her now, before this blessed moment of lucidness passed.
"Heero, what are you doing?" Quatre whispered to the Japanese youth.
Theresa: (Quatre) It's time for Saturday Night Live!
He had seen Heero draw out his gun, and immediately knows something is up.
Duo: (Quatre) I hope he finally gets that pesky salesman this time...
"Some one is coming this way." Heero replayed flatly.
Theresa: Replayed Flatly? Like...Michael Flatly?
Duo: Dance! Dance! Now...Riverdance!
Upon hearing this, the other four pilots also draw out their gun,
Theresa: They only have one gun amongst them. How sad.
and made quietly to the front door.
Duo: Just in case Heero missed, despite his advantage of proximity and surprise.
When they got there, Heero signaled them to their positions, and waited for the person to come.
Theresa: Must...Resist...innuendo....
Duo: (watches Theresa warily)
After some time of waiting in silence, the door ball ringed.
Theresa: Door ball? Is that some kind of new sex toy?
Duo: (whaps Theresa)
Heero signaled Quatre to open the door, and the Arabian youth did just that.
Duo: (Quatre, muttering) Playing butler to Heero in my own house....I can't stand this!
When the door opened, something felled to the floor.
Theresa: It was a sandbag.
Instinctively, Heero pointed his gun at the intruder, ready to kill whoever it is that had discovered their hid out.
Duo: Just in case they suddenly...I dunno, miraculously recovered from their obvious dead faint?
Just as Heero was ready to pull the trigger, he was stopped by Quatre's cry.
Theresa: I am greatly amused by how Heero doesn't recognize the girl he's just spent the past chapter thinking about.
"Oh, my God!" Quatre shouted, kneeing down beside the lifeless body. "It's Misako! She's hurt, bad! We got to get her upstairs!"
Duo: (Quatre) And after that, we got to get me some grammar learning!
It was true. As Heero leaned in to inspect the person that now lies on the floor, he recognized the face.
Theresa: (Heero, querrously) Santa?
It was indeed Misako. But her face was a pale white, like the dead.
Duo: She's dead! Break out the champaign!
She has a wound on her left side and on her right leg. Her OZ uniform was soaked in blood, her blood.
Theresa: Actually, on closer inspection, the blood turned out to be fake.
Heero bend down and gentelly picked up the now unconscious girl.
Duo: Then he dropped her unceremoniously back to the floor.
He then turned to go up the stairs, followed by the other four pilots.
Theresa: (Heero) Let's just leave her there for now.
When Heero got to Misako's bedroom, he set the DeathHell pilot on the bed very carefully.
Duo: He then proceeded to punch her multiple times in the stomach, yelling at her for being so stupid.
He then moved aside to let Trowa though so the Heavearms' pilot can clean up Misako's wounds and bandage them.
Theresa: Actually, I'll bet Trowa's had a lot of expirence with that sort of thing...
Quatre was on the verge of tears.
Duo: (Quatre) She was so close to being dead! So close! Why is she still alive?
Duo had sat down on a chair by Misako's bed. The American youth was whispering something into the girl's ear as he holds on to her left hand.
Duo: I was telling her that if she didn't die peacefully now, I would make her die much less peacefully.
Even Wufei seemed a bit worried.
Theresa: Misako owed him twenty bucks.
No longer can he holds back the emotions, Heero went out of the Misako's bedroom and walked toward his own.
Duo: (Heero) I'm so happy! *skips down the hall*
He had to keep up his reputation as the ever-unemotional boy.
Theresa: It wouldn't do to let the other pilots see him kicking his heels for joy.
"What could have happened to you, Misako?" Heero whispered as he, once again, sunk into his bed.
Duo: Lots of things, hopefully involving many sharp, pointy knives.
To be continued.........
Theresa: It's not nice to make threats!
1):Ne: Isn't it? /Right? /Alright?
Duo: So, I take it that's the end of the second chapter.
Theresa: That's right. Ready to tackle the third one?
Duo: I dunno...can we take a little break first?
Theresa: Yeah, actually, that sounds good. Meet back here in ten minutes?
Duo: Wouldn't miss it for anything.