Hera slowly opened her eyes to see the sun sinking deep below the horizon. She looked over to see Trevor tapping away at his laptop, Quatren had her head on his shoulder dosing away.
“Did I wake you?” Trevor asked not looking up from his screen or stop typing.
“No…” Hera replied sleepily as picked up Junior’s arm which was slung over her chest protectively. Junior groaned and flung another arm over her drawing her closer to him. She gave an impatient sigh and pushed him off. “What are you doing?” She frowned at Trevor.
“Getting us some money…” He replied casually.
“What if we get caught?” Hera frowned.
Trevor started to grin.” Hera…this is so primative…it’s like taking candy from a baby…” He laughed “Besides, I don’t call myself the greatest hacker in the world for nothing!” He joked.
“oh…how much?” She asked curiosly, she crawled over Junior and stopped to look over his shoulder. “Holy shit! 7 Million…where are you getting it from?” She asked resting her chin on his shoulder.
“Banks all over the world. None really in particular.” Trevor said remotely. “There!” he said sounding pleased with himself as he folded his arms in front of him. “We have around 16 Million in an off-shore bank account in Jamaica…” He stretched and put his arms around the sleeping blond girl. Trevor shrugged Hera off his shoulder “Well…shouldn’t we get going?” He asked.
“Yeah…I think that we should…where’s Ai?” Hera asked as she looked around.
“I’m here…” An arm poked out of a tree. Then the legs and then a beautiful slender girl landed in front of them. Her slanted cat-like eyes glimmering from the soft glow of Trevor’s laptop. “Are we going?” She asked impatiently.
“Yeah…hey Junior.” Hera said lightly nudging the sleeping mess of braid and limbs.
“I know Hera…” He sighed as he sat up.
Hera brushed a leaf out of his hair and smiled at him. “ We’re off to meet them…” she whispered happily.
He smiled and stood up wiping himself off. “Let’s Go!” He said happily.
“Wait…don’t you think we look a little…I mean these suits are a little suspicous…” Quatren said as she stood.
“Uh…yeah I guess your right…” Hera agreed as she looked at her suit. “I…mean that I guess I’m used to wearing this stuff all the time.”
“Except when your with Zach…” Junior chuckled, he dodged Hera’s right hand but she grabbed his braid and gave it a tug.
Quatren and Trevor rolled their eyes as the two started to fight playfully tugging each other’s hair and squealing as they pinched each other. Trevor’s suit started to shift and take form into a pair of jeans and a navy blue t-shirt his visor changed into a pair of oval-shaped wire frame glasses, Quatren’s visor shifted into a pair of plastic framed glasses and her blacksuit shifted into a mid-calf red silk tight-fitting skirt and a white blouse with a black knitted vest over it and black leather ankle boots. Ai’s suit transformed into an all white chinese garb that her father wore all the time, which she had picked up as a habit, the collar was lined with navy blue, her visor shifted into a pair of wireless oval shaped glasses. Hera and Junior had stopped fighting and started transforming their suits. Hera suit shifted into a pair of black straight legged pants and a green knitted tank top with a loose collar her visor crept upto her head and formed into sun glasses that she had seen bikers where. She thought the name was ‘Oakles’ or something like that and Junior’s suit changed into a pair of loose khakis and a knitted black sweater his visor changed into a pair of black heavey plastic framed glasses that were a square shape.
“Damn Maxwell…prep or what?” Trevor muttered.
“I can never get a grip on this damn suit…” Junior mumbled as he looked at the clothes in distaste as he raised the branch to let Hera pass through.
She stopped and looked him over. “Actually, I like the change from the Jodphors and priests collar Junior…Looks nice…” She smiled as she stepped pass him.
“Well…that it’s my trade mark…” He sighed.
“Actually Maxwell, it’s your father’s trade mark, not yours.” Ai said as he let her pass through.
“Yeah and look at you…Ai, your one to talk…” Duo chuckled.
The group followed her as they walked down the road. They listened to the wind and the far off laughter that rang from behind the tall thick walls of the building. They stopped infront of a building that was across the road from the secluded school.
“ I think that this is a hotel…” Trevor muttered as he pushed the glasses up his nose with one finger.
“Only one way to find out.” Hera smiled as she walked up the front steps. “ Tomorrow we will be going to the Sanc school so don’t get comfortable.” She muttered to them as she held the door open for them.
“Hello, may I help you?” A man asked them as the five trooped into the lobby.
“Ahh yes…We would like to have five rooms…” She smiled politly at the man.
“No…make that four.” Quatren giggled as she clutched onto Trevors hand.
“Alright…and how will you be paying?” He asked as he started typing on the computer.
“Credit…” Trevor said quickly. As he cleared his throat.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.
“Ack…turn that damn thing off…” A voice growled sleepily.
BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.
A hand emerged from the pile of blankets on the bed and slammed the alarm clock hard.
“Get up Duo.” Heero said from the desk where he was typing furiously at his laptop. “You’re gonna be late.” He growled.
There was a rustle of blankets and the braided boy stood up and stretched, fully clad in black silk boxers. “Yeah, yeah.I know…” he said impatiently, interrupting the other boy. He walked over and started scrounging through his drawers bringing out his uniform.
He slowly pulled it on and walked into the washroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. “ Any missions?” Duo asked from the bathroom that was connected to their bedroom.
“No.” Heero growled. It was strange because they hadn’t seen anything for quite a while…-if you call four days a lot. There was a knock at the door, a blonde head poked in the door before anyone could respond to let him in.
“Are you guys ready?” Quatre asked impatiently.
“I dust bwushin ma teef…” a voice said from the bathroom.
“ Fine hurry up though.” The blonde responded impatiently. He came in a sat on the bed wrinkling his nose at the tangle of sheets and blankets, he glanced at the other bed that was made and tucked in tightly.
Duo hurried out and grabbed his books, looking around the room impatiently “Well…?” He asked impatiently.
Heero and Quatre got up and walked out of the room and down the corridor to where the other two boys where waiting. Duo glanced down the hall to where there was a big commotion. “ Some poor sap must be movin’ in…” he laughed as he heard a yell of pain and a string of profanity come out of the room.
“C’mon! We’re gonna be late!” Quatre responded, his face was turning red as he got angry. Quatre grabbed Duo’s wrist and dragged him down the hallway to their next class.
When the five boys settled into their seats in the corner of the room at the back. Duo opened his books and layed his head down, Trowa stiffled a yawn and Quatre slumped into his chair.
“I hate Fridays…” Duo sighed as the bell rung.
“Attention class…We have five new students that I must introduce…Mr.Maxwell…I want to see your eyes up here.” The woman said from the front of the class. Duo slowly raised his head and rested it on his hand which was propped up by his elbow. His breath caught in his throat.
“Doesn’t that guy look familiar?” Quatre whispered as he casually pointed out a boy that stood second in the row at the front. “And look at that girl!” He hissed.
“Yeah…she’s a babe…” He sighed staring at the small blond girl that stood up front.
“Now…these students all come from The America’s. This is Hera,” She pointed to the girl at the front of the extended line “This is Junior.” The woman pointed to the boy with the long braid. “ This is Trevor.” She said as she moved down the line “This is Quatren” She was interrupted by a whistle from the back of the room. The teacher glared at the boy who was now laughing. “ Smarten up Mr. Smyth.” She went back to introducing the last student, “And this is Ai.” She said pointing at the girl who was the only one who had a scowl on her face.
“Hey Wu, she a cousin of yours?” Duo turned to ask the Nataku pilot.
“No…I have no cousin that looks like that.” He replied gawking at the similarities between him and the girl. They all look like us…hell, watch they be gundam pilots too… He thought. He laughed to himself over the crazy idea…It’s probably just a coincidence… He dissmissed the crazy notion.
“Go and sit in the back besides Wufei…” The woman said pointing to the empty row of seats beside him and the other pilots. The group of students walked over to their assigned seats and sat.
Duo turned and greeted the girl that slid into the seat besides him. “Hi, I’m Duo Maxwell.” he whispered to her. She gave him a side long glance and flashed a smile at him tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder.
“Hi…I’m Quatren…” She whispered back.
He smiled at her. There’s something about her… He thought to himself. She seems so…whatever… He could hear his friends introduce themselves to the new-comers. Including Heero who was talking to the girl that looked like Wufei. She politly introduced herself. Her voice riddled in a strange accent that Wufei had as well.
“Where do you come from?” He asked quietly looking up to see if the teacher was distracted by the talking.
A glimmer of mischief flashed in her dark blue eyes. “Here and there…” she giggled.
“Yeah me too…” He replied. He turned and looked at the teacher who was lecturing about the Russian Revolution.
“Why do they teach this, when this is a pacifist country?” She asked quietly, frowning at the teacher.
“Ahh I really dunno…” He frowned “I never really listen to the lessons.” He admitted sheepishly.
To be continued