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The S.A.T. presents....
Gundam Girls, the story behind the people. Part three of the S.A.T. (Silver AllianceTrilogy)
Chapter Four : Hangovers from hell and the return of the mysterious Saberwyn.
Authors Notes... I'm not quite sure why I'm still bothering to post this on fanfiction.net, it's getting visited more often on mediaminer.org. This is the fourth chapter and the point where my story is beginning to change from its former version. I would like to apologise for not posting in ages, but I had my mid-course exams, then the holidays, then got my exam results back. I didn't do too well so I am banned off Fanfiction.net till after my HSC. I am still going to be posting on mediaminer.org though. Another thing is that I will only be posting on weekends from now on, so don't expect too much from me.
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The next morning, as a few rays of sun crept across the cream carpet of the master bedroom, a groan was heard from the occupant of the bed. Curled up under the covers, trying to hide from the evil substance known as sunlight, was an extremely hung-over Atalanta. While she could hold her alcohol very well, she hated hangovers. And the one she currently had felt like it came from the domain Rika ruled over.
It was then that Syaoran entered the room, exercising extreme caution. He knew what his mother was like when she was hung over.
"Are you awake 'kaa-san?" he questioned, creeping over to the bed.
"Unfortunately," Atalanta groaned, gingerly sitting up. "Did you get the number plate of the gundam that ran me over?"
"H-A-N-G-O-V-E-R," Syaoran spelled, as he pounced on his mother playfully. "Registered to hell itself," he finished jokingly.
"Some one kindly stop the world, I want to get off." Atalanta moaned, grabbing her hyper son around the middle to stop him from bouncing the bed too much.
"So are you going to school today?" Syaoran asked.
"I've got no choice. We're doing work crucial for the HSC at the moment and I really can't miss any of my classes. That doesn't mean that I won't be passing out some where convenient during my study periods." Atalanta stated, attempting to get out of bed without falling over.
"Just think; you wont be the only one at school in this condition. Aunt Aislin drank more then you so she will be worse off then you are." Syaoran grinned.
"Well there's a comforting thought. Ah well, hopefully I will get enough sleep today that I won't be snapping at Saberwyn when I see him this afternoon." Atalanta commented as she walked over to her dresser.
"Saberwyn's back? You didn't tell me that he had taken up his role once more!" Syaoran exclaimed. He had heard tales around his mother's mysterious guardian. The mortal man that was reborn into every generation that Atalanta lived in, constantly watching over the former queen of Elysion under Heero's last orders before he was killed.
"Well I have met up with him again, but he doesn't have his memories back. I plan to organize that this afternoon. I've got his staff shrunk in my school bag." Atalanta smiled, pulling out her uniform, "Now get out of here so I can get ready. Go finish getting dressed and I will meet you down in the kitchen."
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When Atalanta arrived at school later that morning, she found the other sennen ladies in similar states to herself, lounging on the grass in Atalanta's secret, enchanted clearing.
"Uhhh...I haven't felt like this since your hens night Atalanta," Aislin groaned (AN: for those of you who don't already know, a hens night is a female version of a bachelor party)
"You drank too much again, baka," Lina snorted, though it wasn't as severe as normal. She felt just as bad.
"It's not like you didn't drink too much either, Nataku. That's what happens when you have a three day long reunion party," Rika sniffed, insulted.
"Let's just face the facts: we all drank too much," Aurora snapped, her hyperactivity smothered by large amounts of alcohol.
"Am I the only one here that is going to need a very large supply of Tang to last through the day?" Atalanta asked, teasing the others with a container filled with the blessed creation that is known as Tang.
"GIMME!" all the other girls exclaimed, leaping towards the heavenly substance.
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Meanwhile, at Epping Boys, Syaoran had bumped into Duo.
"Hey squirt, how's your sister this morning?" Duo asked in way of greeting.
"Extremely hung over and probably consuming vast quantities of Tang." Syaoran replied.
"Ah. Tang is wonderful stuff. I was introduced at Dragon Skin this year." Duo nodded in understanding.
"You're a venturer?" Syaoran was surprised by the news, as his mother was also a vennie.
"Yeah. The others don't know that I am, haven't gotten around to telling them yet. Joined up just after the war, but I'm thinking of transferring to the Brush Park unit. Those crazy loons are my kinda people!" Duo revealed.
"Sounds about right, Atalanta's one of them," Syaoran revealed, recognising the double meaning he'd just given his unaware uncle. "She was at 'Skin this year too, told me all about it when she got home. You probably didn't see her around, 'cause her hip stuffed up and she had to get transported for three out of the four days, which she reckons really sucked."
"She was the one sitting outside of first aid holding an axe!" Duo exclaimed in realization. "I remember her now, we had dinner together and discussed the benefits of Tang, but never told each other our names. That is such a random thing!"
"By Ra! She told me about that guy. I can't believe it!" Syaoran burst into laughter, soon joined by Duo.
That was how the other four pilots found them, leaning against each other as they collapsed in fits of laughter.
"What do you two find so amusing?" Wufei demanded, imperiously.
"The spontaneity of the universe. Take that how ever you wish." Syaoran managed to gasp out before collapsing in a new fit of laughter.
The other pilots simply turned and walked off, leaving the two human hyenas to laugh over whatever it was they were laughing over.
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That afternoon, Syaoran climbed into Duo's car. The American teen had offered him a lift home.
"So where is your sister this afternoon?" Duo asked.
"She is meeting with a friend of hers in the café/bookshop in Epping," Syaoran replied.
"Ah, Banjo's. I'm bored, why don't we go spy on them for something to do?" Duo suggested. He liked this Cosmos kid; Syaoran was almost as mischief loving as himself. With a little training, he could be… Duo's train of thought was derailed by the kid's reply.
"Sounds like a plan, Duo," Syaoran smirked. He really liked his uncle, and could not wait until Duo had his memories back.
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Meanwhile, at Banjo's bookshop, Atalanta was happily consuming a jam and cream covered scone, sipping methodically on a strong mug of coffee as she chatted with her old friend Saberwyn. Of course, he currently had no idea of how far back their friendship went.
"How's life treating you?" he questioned, before putting a sizeable dent in his hot chocolate.
"Well right now I am hung over from a three day long reunion party, but I am also high on Tang. It is the strangest combination," Atalanta admitted truthfully.
"Sounds like everyone at Dragon Skin." Saberwyn offered a grin.
"It does, doesn't it?" Atalanta giggled.
"You going back as a Rover next year?" Saberwyn asked, putting down his empty mug.
"I hope so. We'll have to see where fate leads me. It seems to have a habit of dealing me a fickle hand," Atalanta sighed, but quickly smiled before continuing, "I am starting to get some of my lost family back and it is taking up a lot of my time."
"You told me that you lost a lot of your family, but you've never told me how or how you were going to get them back." Saberwyn commented. "Care to elaborate?"
"It is a long and complicated story. Not one that I am going to tell now. By the way, I have a present for you waiting in my car. You told me how you learnt staff fighting in Thailand so I went and got you a staff. I think you will like it." Atalanta smiled. Inwardly she was cheering, because soon he would have his memories back. It happened the same way every time. She would give him his staff, and the instant he grasped it, his memories would come flooding back.
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Syaoran and Duo, who were spying on them from behind a bookcase, watched in interest as Atalanta led Saberwyn out to her car. Once they were well out of range, Duo asked his young protégé, "Who was that guy?"
"Saberwyn," Syaoran replied, "He's that friend of hers she was supposed to meet. He used to go to Normanhurst."
This got Duo's attention. "Why the hell is she hanging out with a Normo boy?" Duo grouched. He was loyal to his school, as most students were, and tended to get his feathers ruffled when he saw a student from Cheltenham with a guy from anywhere other than Epping.
"He's been friends with her for ages." Syaoran lied slightly. In this life, Saberwyn had only known Atalanta for just over a year.
"Ah, that's okay then. Sorry about that, school rivalry and all," Duo apologised. "This is getting boring. Want to come and see the gundams? I have to go check on Deathscythe and do a bit of work, but you can tag along if you want," he offered.
"Would I ever! Lead the way, Duo," Syaoran grinned.
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Meanwhile, Saberwyn was staring at Atalanta in shock, wincing at the pain he was feeling as all the locked away memories and information came flooding into his head. The change was physical too, the warrior instantly bulking up, and his hair colour changing from blond to brown, streaked with gold. Once the transformation was complete, he bowed to her.
"Thank you for bringing me back, my lady," he said, formally. He rose and studied a lock of gold hair, before brushing it from his face and discarding his glasses. He tested his body gently, trying to get used to the extra muscle, then gripped his staff firmly and started swinging it expertly in an infinity loop. "The Warrior is back in the game!" he crowed, causing Atalanta to snort with laughter.
"It was no problem, Sabe. I am in need of your assistance though. Syaoran, who is my son with Heero, is yet to receive the necessary training that a child his age should have. He is, after all the heir to Elysion, and once everyone regains their memories my sister will most likely bring back the alliance, using our mother's crystal." Atalanta smiled fondly at the thought of everything being back to the way it should be.
"So, basically you would like me to begin training Syaoran until his father can eventually take over? That I can do, though I have several questions about your son's origins. No offence, but how can you and Heero have a son if he has been dead for 5000 years?" Saberwyn enquired.
"I don't know. It is a question I often ask myself. All I know is that everything will become clear some day, when the fates decide it is time," Atalanta replied, before cracking a grin. "Evil fates, they just love screwing with my life," she growled in mock annoyance.
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Later that afternoon, Syaoran was finally dumped at home by Duo, only to find his mother and Saberwyn waiting for him.
"Syaoran, meet Saberwyn, guard of the Elysion royal family for many many years," Atalanta said, to introduce her son to her bodyguard. "He is going to be giving you the training you should have been receiving since your tenth birthday. You are a bit behind, but I know that you are a fast learner." she explained.
"Cool! I'm gonna learn what otou-san learnt at my age!" Syaoran exclaimed happily.
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Author's Notes: As you can all see, this re-vamped version of my story actually flows properly and has changed a lot from the old version of it. I hope you are all enjoying it and if any one is actually reading this on fanfiction.net, would you PLEASE let me know so. I feel like my work is so unappreciated. See you all in the next chapter. Don't forget to click on the button that says REVIEW. =>
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