Gundam Seiyuu (The OAV) Part 2
As we entered the plane I moved in front of Heero thanks to the thin isles and searched for our seats. A1... B1... C1... D1! I stood there for a moment grinning, much to the annoyance of the passengers behind me, quickly took the window seat, jumping on to it like a child would with a new bed. To my surprise the dark blue chair was quite comfy and it was large, two very good sides to being in first class, especially on an overseas flight. As I flipped around looking at the bag of goodies and the small gadgets attached to each of our seats Heero placed our carry-on bags in the overhead compartment and sat down next to me. Wufei sat beside him since there were three seats to a row.
"Look at this Hee-chan! It's like they expect us to be living in first class for a few days at least!" I pushed one of the 'goodie' bags into his hands. I couldn't help but laugh as I rummaged through the contents. A mini toothbrush, and a very small tube of toothpaste, well at least that was useful, and so were the headphones within. But a shoe horn? What in the world were they thinking? They must have just needed to waste small pieces of plastic to make the first class passengers feel more 'elite'. There was also a small handkerchief (hopefully not recycled), a comb, a hand mirror, a small sewing kit with ten different colors of thread and lastly, a pair of dark blue slipper socks (1). I pulled out the socks and inspected them with confusion for a moment then tossed them back in the bag. Sighing I sat back in my seat, ok so sue me, I have a short attention span even if I am easily amused.
I glanced out the window at the planes for a while but nothing spectacular was happening there, so instead I focused my attention on Quatre and Trowa as they took the seats ahead of us. Quatre sat down in the window seat, holding Mariemeia, as Trowa put their bags away. Mariemeia was in the middle of attempting to push her head through the small crack between the seats so she could make funny baby faces at me. I grinned and placed my fingers through the crack so she could play with them instead of getting her head stuck.
Trowa glanced at me with a soft smile and then sat down, taking Mariemeia from Quatre, who sat back in her seat and sighed heavily. Standing up I leaned on the back of their seats.
"Something wrong Quatre?" I asked I was watched her fidget in her seat with the plastic wrapped headphones.
She looked up at me and quickly shook her head as she glanced toward Trowa. Finally she leaned toward me and whispered. "I kind of have this fear... of flying." She flashed an embarrassed smile and bit her bottom lip.
"Oh." I frowned and mentally went through the objects in my carry-on bag, trying to think of something to occupy her, however I couldn't come up with anything. Luckily, or rather lucky for Quatre and unlucky for me, someone interrupted my mental rummaging.
"Here, this should help."
My eyes widened as a pile of graphic novels was handed to Quatre. Her face lit up as she looked at them and I stared in surprise at the person who had spoken.
"Hilde?! Wh-what are you doing here?!"
Hilde grinned at me, as did Catherine, Dorothy and their new friend Sally from behind her. "Relena invited us."
I looked in panic across the plane to where Relena sat then back at Hilde. "Now why would she do an insane thing like that?" I wondered out loud.
"She owed it to us," Dorothy pointed out matter-of-factly. "After all, we were the ones who helped her get all those signatures for the Gundam Wing OAV."
"Besides!" Hilde inserted with a sly grin. "We have to keep tabs on the continuing live of Odin and Solo Lowe."
I groaned loudly, meanwhile Heero attached the headphones to the radio plug in and pulled out a large novel, intent on ignoring our bickering. Though, in truth, I knew he was also avoiding hearing what exactly Hilde and her group of doujinshi artist friends were writing about us. Lets just say when they called them graphic novels they certainly not kidding.
Quatre, who seemed to completely forget she was on a plane, took the pile of graphic novels with a large grin. "Are these what I think they are?!"
Sally nodded with a soft smile. "The complete collection of the adventures of Odin Lowe and Solo Reaper after the Eve Wars, written and drawn by VICE (2)."
"Thanks!" Quatre dropped back into her seat and began flipping through the covers. Each one held very well done fanart drawings of Solo and Odin holding each other, kissing or cuddling in a wide variety of costumes. Despite the fact that those doujinshi volumes held some very personal information about my own life I had to admit that what I had seen was very well done and deserved all the credit they got. Currently, in the last year, the comics done by VICE had become very popular. And, as usual, that popularity had gone straight to my cousin's head. But then again, some things about Hilde would never change.
"Let me guess, you're coming to the con too, aren't you?" I asked Hilde as the three other girls searched for their seats and put away their carry-on luggage.
"Of course! Considering how the last con turned out I just have to see this one! You two will kiss again right? I need a picture for the cover of our next volume."
"Excuse me, miss, please take your seat." A stewardess beckoned to Hilde. "We'll be taking off soon."
Hilde nodded and went to take her seat, without waiting for my answer. Dropping back into my large seat I glanced over at Heero, only to find him thoroughly engrossed in some science fiction novel the size of a college textbook. I poked him in the side until he glared at me and removed the headphones from one of his ears.
"So, Hee-chan, you doing another concert this time?"
"Hn." He grunted an affirmative.
"What song? You singing with Milliardo again?"
Heero shook his head 'no' and placed his headphones back on. Frowning at his ignoring me I poked him again, but he didn't respond.
On the other side of Heero Wufei cleared his throat. "The song's 'No One Sleep in Tokyo'."
I leaned forward so I could look at him. "And just how do you know that Wufei?"
Wufei adverted his eyes but his cheeks went slightly red, he cleared his throat again and spoke in a whisper. "Because I'm performing with him."
My eyebrows shot up. "You're kidding." Wufei? A Jpop singer? Somehow I just couldn't see it. Then again a large amount of the voice work out there involved doing the voice of a character and singing their image song. I hadn't been lucky enough to grab one of those jobs but Heero almost always got them and, it seems, so did Wufei.
"Yes, well, we're performing at the second day of the con."
I grinned. "I'll be there, you know I'm not going to miss this."
Wufei sighed and leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes. "That's what I was afraid of."
Sitting back in my seat I watched Mariemeia squirm in her seat and Quatre grasp the armrests as the plane's engines roared to life. I grabbed a movie magazine out of the seat pocket and fastened my seat belt. Idly flipping through the pages my mind began to wander. As the plane lifted off the runway, and Mariemeia squealed with delight, I drifted off to sleep with visions of Heero dancing across a stage of bright lights dressed in skin tight black leather, sweat beading down his forehead and neck as his voice rang out of the speakers.
TBC...
1. You may laugh but I am serious about this part! I went to Germany with my dad and, by fluke, ended up in first class. And yes I do own this strange little bag of goodies they gave us, and I am not kidding about the shoehorn! What in the world were they thinking?!
2. VICE is an inside joke. Ever heard of CLAMP? Heheh, well they also started as a doujinshi group and are now really popular. Ok, so it's a bad joke but I couldn't resist when my friend mentioned it.
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