Gundam Pirates Part 8
DREAMSCAPE
Quatre looked around and saw close to nothing. Mist swirled around his feet and a strange greenish glow lit up the area. It was eerie and quite frankly he didn't like it. He heard a giggle and tried to look for it but found nothing. He somehow felt out of place. He kept wondering where he was and why he had a feeling something was wrong.
The mist cleared and he saw a space post. The thought of how he could be out in the vacuum of space and still be fine never crossed his mind. He walked through the outer hull of the space post and saw people running around. Alarms were going off and people were yelling. He poked his head out into space and saw ships approach the post. They were firing at the post.
Quatre stepped back into the space post and walked along the halls. People ran around him not noticing him. He found this odd. Why wouldn't they notice him? Not like he didn't stand out or anything. He was after all dressed differently. Everyone else wore uniforms while he was slacks and a sweater.
He walked through a door and found what looked like a command center. The people looked scared. In fact Quatre could feel their fear washing over him. It was almost overwhelming. People ran from one side of the room to the other.
"And their lines?" A man asked.
"They're open, sir. There's an energy charge, sir. They're FIRING SIR!" The whole space post shook.
"Damage report." The man asked.
"Sir the hanger bay took a direct hit. There's.... there's nothing left. And the ships have been destroyed."
"My gods. This is terrible."
"They're firing again sir!" Again the post shook. This time many computer consoles exploded killing those at them.
"I'm sorry this had to happen."
"Not your fault sir. We all knew the risk. I just hope that out message got out."
Quatre backed up and out of the wall. He looked around space and saw ships attacking the post. He stepped into one and looked at the pilot. His flight suit had an emblem that he didn't know. The pilot was wearing a helmet. Quatre waved his hand over the helmet and it disappeared. The pilot looked to be in his late twenty and he looked humanoid. Quatre left the ship.
The area around him changed. Once again mist swirled around him and he walked on. He heard the giggling. He followed the sound. The mist continued to swirl around his feet and then he saw a shape in front of him. He went up to it. It became clearer as he got closer. It was a person, a small child in fact.
The figure turned to him and became perfectly clear. It was a little girl.
She couldn't have been any older than two or three. She had brown hair with streaks of white going through it. It was pull up into two ponytails. She had bright light blue eyes that looked close to being white like Miima's. She wore a frilly pale blue dress and in her arms was a doll.
"Hello." Quatre smiled at her.
"Hi!" She beamed at him. It was then that Quatre realized she was floating.
"Um... where are we?"
"You no know?" She tilted her head to the side. "Silly we on astral field." Quatre blinked, he knew he had heard that term before. "Yes sissy tell you!"
Just then a voice Quatre knew very well called out. "Ama where are you, you little brat?"
"Here sissy, here!" She seemed to bounce in mid air.
Miima came into view. Her eyes narrowed as she saw Quatre. "And what are you doing here?"
"I.. don't know."
"I brought, I brought." The little girl giggled.
"Ama! What are you thinking? You can't just bring who ever you want here."
Miima scolded.
"Why?"
"Because it's wrong and can be dangerous."
"Sorry." Ama pouted. "But he nice. He no yell."
"Aye, love but the boy don't belong here." A new voice said. Quatre turned to look at the new comer. She was tall like Miima and had tattoos like Miima. Her hair was in a ponytail and it brown with streaks of blue through it. She wore blue boots and blue shorts with knifes attached to it. Her shirt was low cut and had a type of small gauze like cape hanging from it.
"But he nice." Ama insisted.
"Silly child he could be hurt and then he may not be nice again." Another woman came up. Like the other women she had tattoos. Her hair was longer than Duo's and done up into a high braid. It was black or dark brown. Her skin was darker than the others and she wore a red shirk that hung low on her hips and had slits up to her hips. She had a small shirt that looked like a bikini top.
"I protect." Ama faulted in front of Quatre.
Quatre heard a chuckle. "Suga'h you know better that." Yet another woman came into view. Her outfit was a one-piece swimsuit with high boots. She had blond shoulder length hair. She also had wings!
"You mean, all you mean." Ama folder her arms.
"Eh love he's kinda cute bloat." The one with blue and brown hair said.
"Miss Miima?" Quatre was totally confused.
"Miss Miima; oh love you got them callin' ya Miss Miima. That sound so much like a school mor'm. Eh lovies?"
"Tiima don't make me hurt you." Miima said. "Quatre I'm sorry I think my baby sister is fond of you."
"Yeah sug'ah she's takin' a real likin' to ya." The blond said.
Quatre looked back at Miima. "Miss Miima?"
Miima sighed. "Let me introduce you to my family. The brown and blue hair is Tiima. The blond is Keyma. The little one is Ama."
"And what am I? Chop liver." The darker one said with her arms crossed over her chest.
"No. And that's Shama. Now what we're all doing here I think Ama knows."
"He know too."
Quatre blinked. "You mean the invasion?"
"INVASION!!?" Four voices asked at once.
"Um I saw an outpost being destroyed."
"I didn't sense anything." Shama said.
"Me either." Miima said. "Quatre are you sure of what you saw?"
"I know I don't know who they were."
"Sug'ahs are ya'all goin' to be long?" The blond, Keyma asked.
"Wha', why?" Tiima asked her.
"Someone's trying to wake me."
"Like whom?" Miima narrowed her eyes.
"Oh like I'm gonna tell ya all about mah life. Get real, sug'ah."
"We go now." Ama said.
Quatre was back in the mist and falling. How he knew he was falling he didn't know.
REAL WORLD
Trowa had been sitting on the bed until he heard someone whimper. On an off chance he got up and walked in front of Quatre. Quatre was crying, streams of tears fell down his face. He had stopped crying for a small amount of time and then he fell over. Trowa quickly caught him and carried him over to his bed.
Quatre's eye fluttered open. The first thing he saw was Trowa looking worried. "Hi." Quatre whispered. Trowa smiled and wiped away the tears still on Quatre's face. "Is every one okay?" Trowa found this an odd question. But none the less he nodded. Everyone was fine and asleep. "Good." Quatre turned to lie on his side. "Did you stay up for me?" Again Trowa nodded. "You didn't have to, you know." Trowa merely shrugged. "Thank you, though." Trowa bowed his head.
Quatre sighed, He couldn't sleep. Especially after what had happened. His mind was still processing the vision of an outpost being destroyed. Then there was meeting Miima's family. They were all sisters yet they all seemed to be from different background. The tattoos were common for all of them. Even Ama had them. He wondered what they meant.
Trowa sat down on the floor and leaned against the bed. He was tired; he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Quatre watched as Trowa fell asleep. He sighed and ran his fingers across Trowa's cheek. He brushed at Trowa's bangs. Maybe one day Trowa would talk to him. At least the fact that he was the only one to wait for him made Quatre's heart sore.
Miima ran down the hallways. She was heading for Firemind's quarters. She didn't want to have to wake Firemind but if what Quatre had said was true then Firemind needed to know. Besides it wasn't like Miima hadn't tried to get a hold of Firemind through the comm. system. It wasn't her fault that Firemind wasn't answering.
Miima rounded the corner and stopped at the end of the hall at Firemind's door. She banged on the door at hard as she. And then she heard it. A growl. A deep, angry growl. Miima turned and looked down. Glaring up at her with teeth bared was one mean looking dog.
Miima backed into the door. "Oh hello Blitz how are you tonight?" The dog growled even more. "Your owner home right now?" Miima asked nervously. Blitz was one loyal dog. Everyone was afraid of him with three exceptions. Firemind, because she owned him, her husband because Firemind loved him. And of course Fightra because Fightra was fearless and no stupid dog was going to scare her off. Besides Fightra was comfortable around large cats that were much scarier that Blitz. "Can I... uh talk to Fire?"
Blitz barked and charged at her. Miima faulted up above him. He tried biting at her. Luckily she had a shield up. "FIREMIND!!!" Miima wailed.
NEXT MORNING
Miima walked into the dinning hall. Well more like she stomped in. She fell into her chair at the table the boys were at. She looked at each of them. Quatre was yawning, an obvious sign he hadn't slept well. Trowa also looked tired, but Miima didn't know why. Sometimes she really wished that boy wouldn't block her. Duo's ears kept moving towards any sound and if he was on guard. Both Heero and Wufei looked like their normal selves. They were eating their breakfast. Then Miima looked at their eyes, they were constantly moving.
Miima leaned back in her chair and looked at Quatre. "So you told them."
Quatre looked at her and blushed. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. It says a lot that you told them. It means you trust them and you care about them."
"Did....did you tell anyone?"
"Of course I did. After dodging Firemind's mutt, I told her."
A low growl came from behind Miima. "It's nice to know what you think of puppy." Firemind said. Her voice was a mixture of annoyance and amusement. Miima was willing to bet Firemind was annoyed with her and amused at her dog. "Here." Firemind handed her a clipboard.
"What's this?" Miima asked.
"Note and I are taking the Destiny out to see if we can intercept the unknown ships. We're leaving you the kid. You in charge while we're gone. Your training will be a little harder. Hopefully we'll figure out who these people are. Also I want you to try and contact your sister."
"Which one." Miima was reading over the papers.
"Ama, she knows something. See if she'll tell you."
"Maybe I should have Quatre do it." Miima looked up at Firemind. "She seems to like him."
"But I want YOU to do it. You are after all her favorite sissy." Firemind looked down in time to see Blitz going over to Duo who was scooting away. "Blitz, leave him alone. He's worse than Fi." Blitz backed up. "We'll be leaving within the hour. If you should come up with anything let us know. Also after we leave you can get a hold of us. Shama said she'd be listening on both normal comm. Chanals [channels] and mentally. Use which ever is faster."
"Have you told the Quada?" Miima stood up, still flipping through the papers.
"Yes, she's back on the main ship and it moved off. Along with several of the smaller ships. We need to keep our people safe."
"What about ours?" Wufei asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
Firemind looked at him and narrowed her eyes. "We are taking all necessary actions to insure the safety of this system. We have no intentions of letting this system be destroyed. In fact members of the Alliance from other systems are on their way to assist if need be. Is that all right with you?"
"How do you expect us to fight things like this if you can't do it yourselves?" Duo asked.
Firemind walked over to him kneeled down. "You must have more faith in yourself."
"You are a daughter of gods and need all this help?"
Firemind chuckled. "I don't NEED the help. But I'd rather people learn to work together and figure out for themselves."
"Why? I thought you had all this power." Duo was confused. If someone with as much power as Firemind why would they not just use the power?
"People need to learn to stand on their on feet. I'm not going to be in this system forever. What will happen when I leave? If the people of this system can't defend themselves then they're goners. And if they can't work with other systems, they're in even bigger trouble. I am not here to be this system's mother. I am here to help it."
Firemind stood up and winked at Duo. "Besides after you've been trained you'll be able to handle anything that's handed to you. Something like this will be no problem."
"Note to Firemind." Firemind and Miima's comm. units sounded.
"Go ahead Note." Firemind taped her belt unit.
"All's ready, we await for you."
"On my way." Firemind turned to Miima. "You have your orders."
"Aye my liege."
"Keep this station at full alert."
"Aye my liege."
AFTERNOON
Duo stood under the spray of the shower. He was enjoying the hot water pounding on his skin loosening up his tense muscles. Miima didn't have time to train with them. So Fightra took over. Fightra was relentless. As Wufei had said she was an evil incarnate. Duo had to agree at that point. But it had no worse than when he trained with her. She did however zero in on each of them to make them fight harder. Fightra had them go through five different simulations. Each one hit on each of the guy's different strengths. They all did well according to Fightra. But they all felt drained.
Duo leaned his head against to shower wall. He was exhausted he didn't sleep well. He had been too worried about Quatre. Even after he had woken up and seen Quatre on the bed. And then Fightra wore him out. He suddenly wished Heero were there to give him massage. Which was odd seeing how he didn't like to be touched.
Duo growled to himself. He couldn't understand why he didn't like to be touched but yet he was fine with Heero touching him. Well usually that was. That one time when he woke up in his arms did scare him. But then again when he looked back on it, it didn't seem that bad. In fact he had to admit if felt nice. Duo's ears picked up the sound of someone else in the shower. He stood up and continued showering. That is until hands became to massage his shoulders.
Heero had entered the shower room and immediately saw Duo. Duo looked like a god standing under the water, his hair falling freely around him. It was a wet dream almost come true. Heero walked up behind him and began to massage Duo's tense shoulders. He knew he was taking a risk. A HUGE risk but he had been longing to touch Duo's skin for so long.
Duo quickly turned around, his eyes wide. "Heero?"
"I'm sorry Duo." Heero cut him off.
"It's... it's all right. You just surprised me is all? It... it was nice."
Heero stepped closer. "Are you sure? I don't want to scare you."
Duo slowly reached up and touched Heero's arm. "I... I'm not scared."
"You're sure?" Heero took another step closer. He took a hold of Duo's hand.
Duo looked down at his hand. He was nervous but he wasn't really scared. "Yeah I'm sure." With his other hand he brushed it against Heero's cheek.
"Have you washed your hair yet?" Heero leaned into Duo's hand.
"Huh?"
"Your hair, have you washed it?"
"Um not yet why?"
"May I wash it for you?"
Duo blinked, he was confused. Weren't they going to touch and stuff? "I... I don't understand."
"I don't want to rush you Duo. But I would like to wash your hair."
"Why?"
"Because it amazes me." Heero mumbled.
Duo titled his head. He noted Heero's eyes shifting from his face to his hair. No one had ever cared about his hair. Well some card to cut it off or to grab it to keep him from going somewhere. But this was different. "Alright." Duo turned under the spray of water.
Heero almost groaned at the sight of Duo turning. 'No I can't do that. I don't want to scare Duo.' He thought. He brought his hands up and ran them through Duo's hair. He poured the shampoo out and lathered up Duo's hair. He spent a lot of time massaging his scalp enjoying the small moans Duo would make. He rinsed it out and then repeated with the conditioner.
He leaned in close to Duo's ear. "All done." His voice was husky and he licked at the outer shell of Duo's ear.
Duo shivered. "All ready? Do you want me to wash your hair?" He turned around to face Heero. He pushed down the panic raising up in him. Heero was so close to him he was amazed that they weren't touching.
"No, I can do it."
"But I want to return the favor."
Heero smirked. "You will, just not right now. Remember we're taking it slowly."
"Yeah." Heero leaned in a bit and kissed him on the cheek. Duo blinked.
~*~
Trowa walked into the room to find everyone gone except Quatre. Quatre was on the meditating. His eyes were closed and his legs crossed. Trowa sat down on his own bed. He pulled out a small book from under his pillow. He opened it up and started writing in it. In his mind he started hearing music. It was lovely and soft and so soothing. His mother had always hummed whenever she was doing something. The melody played in his head with the same sound as his mother. He missed her.
She had always been so loving. Quatre reminded him of his mother. The kindness in their eyes was the same. If she had still been alive Trowa knew she would had adored Quatre. Catherine had often said the Trowa was like their mother. But Trowa didn't think so. His mother was wonderful and full of love and life. She sang to him and held him.
Quatre opened his eyes. He thought the guys had returned. But he only heard one person. They weren't talking but humming. It was beautiful song. He had never heard it before, but it soothed him immediately. He looked around the room and only saw Trowa. His eyes widened and he got off his bed. Slowly he walked over to Trowa. Trowa's eyes were closed and on his lap was a book. Quatre just stared in amazement at Trowa. It was the first time he had heard Trowa make any kind of sound and it was wonderful.
~*~
Wufei and Erial sat back and watched the news. Wufei was wondering if a report on the attacked ports would be made. But deep down he knew there probably won't be. There was no need to panic the whole system. The news ended with out a word of the attacks just like he thought.
"What wrong?" Erial asked she had curled up next to him during the newscast.
"Nothing." He mumbled to her. He hated to have to lie to her.
"Liar." She scowled at him.
"What?" Wufei blinked. "Why are you calling me a liar?"
"You are. Something not right." She put her hand on his arm.
"I can't tell you." He closed his eyes.
"I see." Not that Wufei knew but Erial was a living lie detector. She knew the second someone lied to her. If Wufei said he couldn't tell her then he couldn't tell her. "We safe?"
Wufei looked at her and thought for a minute. "I really don't know." Erial nodded and laid her head on his shoulder. "But I hope so."
"Me too, Wukay."
TBC...
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