MoD: Hiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!, I know I should be working on A Not. But I have a nasty case of WB when it comes to that story right now. So instead you get part 4 of this one. Which I really need a name for. Any suggestions????? I guess that's all for now.

WARNINGS: Original character, maybe OOC. I think that is all, but who knows. I don't plan this thing at all, I write when the urge comes to me.

Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue, I am making no money off this.

**Denotes thinking**

 

 

Pilot 007 by Mistress

Part Four

 

I love my showers! After a long day, night, morning whatever, you cannot beat the feeling of a wonderfully hot shower. This morning was no exception. I don't know how long I stood under that steaming hot spray, but I do know that it was long enough for Duo to start pounding on the door and yelling at me.

"Tori, are you ok? Answer me! Hello?" He sounded awfully worried so I decided to take pity on him and tell him I was fine.

"Chill Duo, just getting the blood out. You should know how hard it is to get blood out of hair, especially long hair." I called as I started to wash the last of the yummy-smelling conditioner out of my hair. My response was silence, this was not a good thing. And that fact was proven as I heard someone new, my guess was Heero, start to pound on the door.

"Tori, open up or I'll break down the door," Yep it was Heero.

"Agg, I'm fine. Don't you dare break down that door or they will be finding pieces of your body still for years to come." I shrieked, these guys were great but here was no way in hell they were going to see me naked, well again. I knew they had seen my minus clothing because when I woke up I was not wearing my normal clothes. And I sort of remembered being held captive by OZ. Mostly just the cold table under my bare back and the beatings I received when I made fun of the commanding officer.

"You could have answered sooner," Duo huffed, oops guess I worried him, damn.

"Sorry, I guess I had shampoo or something in my ear. I heard the last thing you said and responded, but I guess you had already left to get Heero." I smiled innocently and then had to resisted the urge to whap myself in the head. Yea that's right Tori, they can see you smile through the door.

"Oh, ok." Duo murmured, I could barely hear him. Guess my shower was over, I turned the water off and climbed out of the steamy enclosure. I hummed some nameless tune as I dried myself off and climbed into my clothes. Well, not quite my clothes, my guess was the clothes belonged to Duo or Quatre. I quickly braided my hair. Yes, I know braid equals Duo, but it wasn't my fault. It all boiled down to, easiest way to keep it back and greatest way to show my respect to my idol pilot. Kind of creepy isn't it, out of all of them I chose Duo to be the most like. Still humming that nameless tune I sauntered out of the bathroom and right past Duo and Heero, who were waiting patiently for me.

"I'm going out," I called as I passed them, only to be stopped by a hand grabbing my braid,

"One, what is with the braid? Two, no you are not." Heero snapped.

"One, my business not yours. Maybe if you ask politely I'll tell you. Two, I am going out, you can't stop me so suck it up. Well, hell. Three, chill out. You sound as if your stress level is about oh, Pluto right now." I smiled as I whipped my, short compared to Duo's, braid out of his hand and continued on my merry little way down the hallway. I heard a grunt behind me, as well as a small snicker. I struggled to hold back a smile, but I lost and started to grin. I turned around to face my fellow pilots and was greeted by a sight I bet hardly any one has ever seen. Heero was shocked, and it showed.

"I'm only going outside to work out, you are more then welcome to join me, I haven't sparred with anyone in a long time." I left the invitation open to both of them, and went looking for the door, which I couldn't find. I let a small look of confusion grace my features as I turned around to see Duo grinning widely and Heero quirking an eyebrow at me.

"Ok, not funny. Where's the door?" I asked, I was not amused even though this was kind of funny. If it was anybody but me I would have been rolling on the floor laughing.

"Follow me," Duo snickered and led me to a door, that opened to reveal the outside.

"Oh hush," I mumbled and wandered outside. After taking a quick look at my surroundings I started sparring with an unseen opponent. I felt Duo and Heero watching me, but I ignored them. I felt really self conscience, I was not used to having an audience.

"Do you want to spar?" Heero asked from behind me. I turned quickly to see him standing there, watching me carefully, all of a sudden I felt like a steak a hungry person was eying before it was devoured. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I was about to tell him no, I was fine, when he attacked. I managed to avoid his first blow, but was knocked back by the second. I quickly gave myself a mental shake and began to defend myself.

 


 

<25 minutes later>

"Oh God, I'm sooo sorry Duo. I didn't mean to hit you, ummm there." I apologized again as Heero helped the moaning pilot back inside. After my disastrous fight with Heero, Duo decided to take me on. Needless to say I miscalculated a kick and left the Deathscythe pilot on the ground, curled into a fetal ball and holding himself. I had no idea what to do, I had never been in that position and was at a loss for words.

"It's ok, Tori. It was an accident. But, just to be on the safe side, no more sparring." He assured me. Still I felt really bad.

"Is there anything I can do?" I hovered around him as Heero just shook his head and wandered off.

"Nope, not really." He told me. I was about to insist he let me do *something* when a wave of dizzyness passed over me. I looked at Duo and realized he was saying something to me, but I couldn't make it out, and for some reason I couldn't hear him. I watched as a worried look crossed his face and he made a move to stand, too bad it was the last thing I saw as I lost my wavering grip on the world.

 


End Part 4

C&C, PLEASE!!!!!!

Mistress
of
Death

 


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