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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 Eight : Has Heero been kidnapped by hormone-crazed, male-deprived, female students?

Authors Notes... Hey everyone. After much consideration and some advice from Saberwyn, I have decided to up the rating of my story. Due to rampaging hormones and sugar, this story is starting to get more perverted as the chapters increase in number. You may have already noticed that there is quite a bit of innuendo and suggestion coming into play. I have upped it to 'R' but it's more along the lines of M15+ at the moment. Who knows, we may eventually get some 'R' rated stuff in here, at least if Rika has anything to say about it we will. As I say to all people who ask me why I'm more of a hentai then Miroku "Don't blame me. I'm 18 years old, go to an all girls high school, am doing the HSC, and I have too many hormones for my own good." Cheers!

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It was then that the others noticed that Heero was up and about once more, no longer cringing in pain at every movement. "Onii-san, are you okay?" Aurora asked, not caring if the other pilots heard her.

"I'm fine now, imouto. You worry too much," Heero nodded.

"With you as an older brother, I have every reason in the world to worry Mr I'll-blow-myself-up-if-it-means-I-can-save-the-world. Do you know how many heart attacks I had while watching news reports about you pilots? And then I find out you're my brother? How do you put up with him Neko?" Aurora exclaimed in frustration.

"He has his benefits." Atalanta giggled, resting her head on Heero's shoulder. Heero just glared at her playfully. "What? You weren't complaining last night?"

"Why would I complain? I'm a warm blooded male, I just have more control on my hormones then some," Heero replied, making a none-too-subtle indication in the direction of the still making out Duo and Rika.

"So then something did happen between you two last night," Quatre commented, mildly embarrassed.

"Lets just say that you can get into some interesting positions when you're playing twister. Of course, once Syaoran had gone to bed the game changed to strip-twister, which is even more fun," Atalanta stated with a sly grin.

"Shouldn't someone split those two up?" Syaoran asked, pointing at Duo and Rika, who as far as anyone could tell, still hadn't come up for air.

"Gladly." Atalanta grinned sadistically, rubbing her hands together. When she pulled them apart, there was a large bubble of water forming between them and a sadistic smile on her face.

"You're not?" Heero questioned, an evil smirk coming over his face as some of his old prankster personality surfaced. He was still very much the perfect soldier, but his old personality slipping was beginning to slip through the cracks created by his friends and newly discovered family.

"Oh I am. I'm not a sennen hanyou for nothing, Heero, and you know it." Atalanta enlarged the bubble, levitating it so that the whole clearing was underneath it. Heero automatically put a shielding spell over everyone's possessions. "Hey Heero, now we can have the wet t-shirt competition you were talking about this morning."

With those words, Atalanta popped the bubble, drenching everybody, and causing Rika and Duo to leap apart as they were hit with cold water.

"NEKO!" Rika yelled, launching after the hysterical hanyou.

"Enjoy yourself Duo?" Heero asked, walking over as water dripped off his unruly bangs.

"She is a good kisser. Something about it felt oddly right, too," Duo sighed, looking up at his best friend. Finding something wrong, he paused, studied the face before him for a few seconds, before gasping in shock. "Is that a SMILE I see on your face?"

"It is Duo," Trowa answered for him. "Your suspicions about last night were correct. After you called, they apparently progressed to strip twister." The details were spared, as Trowa paused to wring out his unibang.

"Let me help you with that." Aislin offered, conjuring up a towel in her hands, and approaching her unaware mate.

"Go Heero! I never knew you had it in you buddy!" Duo exclaimed happily.

"Oh you have no idea what he's capable of Duo, believe me," Atalanta butted in, taking the opportunity to hide from the rampaging Rika by hiding behind the safety of her mate.

"You do realise that Ryuu is going to kill you, Neko?" Heero asked.

"Damn straight I am, Wing!" Rika yelled from the other side of the clearing, where Atalanta had somehow managed to tie her braid to a tree branch

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"Now there is an idea! Not bad, for a woman," Wufei snorted in amusement.

"I take it you also have problems with your braided baka?" Lina asked, taking the opportunity to converse with Wufei.

"As many as you appear to have with yours. Any suggestions, I'm open to ideas of how to deal with Duo," Wufei replied.

"I have plenty of ideas that will work perfectly," Lina replied with a smirk.

"Why did Rika call you Wing, Heero?" Quatre asked.

"It's his nick name," Aurora replied, as she offered the blond Arab a towel. "We've all known Heero for ages. All of us have nicknames. Mine's Pansy Gal. Rika came up with it and it kinda stuck. She's known as Ryuu. Atalanta's full title is Chibi Neko, Aislin is Siren, Lina is Nataku, and Heero is obviously Wing."

"They call you Nataku?" Wufei looked at Lina in shock, paling slightly.

"Yes. And I accepted you as my husband from the very beginning. I am honoured that you chose to fight in my name," Lina whispered, as she pulled her hair into two very familiar pigtails. The magic clouding her true appearance faded, restoring her to her true, 18 year old form.

"Meiran?"Wufei staggered slightly in disbelief, "How? I held you as you died!"

"My soul was reborn as Lina. Once a person is dead, their soul can be sent to the past or future to be reborn. Because my destiny with you was not fulfilled, I was sent to the past so I could be with you again." Lina replied softly in her and Wufei's native dialect. Wufei collapsed to his knees, the shock too much for him

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What's happening with them?" Syaoran asked, pointing to where Wufei had pulled Lina into his arms as he knelt on the ground, crying into her shoulder.

"Did you four know that Wufei was married before he took up his role as a Gundam pilot?" Atalanta asked the other boys.

"Yeah. He told us about her when we were on Peacemillion," Duo nodded, as Rika stood beside him, blushing slightly.

"Lina is the reborn Meiran, she regained all her memories when she turned 14. Rika, Lina, Aislin and Aurora are all actually the same age as the rest of us; it's just easier if they disguise themselves as 15 year olds," Atalanta filled in. "We're all quite capable of magic. Anywho, Wufei appears to have found out who Lina is." The other three sennen ladies dropped their guises, changing back to their real ages. Rika smiled happily as she got her boobs back. She hated being so flat-chested as a 15 year old. The shift in Rika's form caught the full, undivided attention of one Duo Maxwell.

"Woah," was all he could say.

"So he remembers her as Meiran, but not as Queen Lina?" Syaoran asked in Lunarian.

"Yes, but it is better then nothing," Atalanta replied in the same language.

"So, are you feeling better, Heero? Does it still hurt like hell?" Trowa questioned, from where he stood next to Aislin. Atalanta could see her silently rejoicing over how physically close he was.

"I don't hurt any more," Heero confirmed.

"You need to take it easy, this is only a temporary solution. If you do anything too strenuous, your scar will start hurting again. My advice is to go home and get some bed rest," Atalanta instructed her husband.

"Yes Doctor," Heero replied with a sarcastic grin. Duo's undivided attention was rapidly split again. Was 'Mr Perfect Soldier' actually making a joke? Atalanta really has opened up the baka, he thought.

"Hey, don't tease. I am a fully qualified doctor, thankyou very much. With all the trouble we used to get up to, Artemis was forced to teach Mill and myself the trade," Atalanta shot back, 'Mill' being her older brother, Milliardo. She wondered if he too had been brought back from the lands of the dead.

"I thought as much. After all, how many times did you have to heal Akeifa when he was adjusting to his wings?" Aurora giggled slightly in Latin.

"We better get you boys back to your principal, before he thinks you were kidnapped by hormone-crazed, male-deprived female students," Rika commented, absently rubbing the scar going down the inside of her right arm, armpit to wrist. The scar had a twin on her left arm; in the battle that marked the fall of the Silver Alliance, she had been knocked unconscious. A 'considerate' member of the Negaversi force had found her, and made his mark, leaving her to bleed to death without regaining consciousness.

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Their return to the main school area was not without mishap; Heero twisting his ankle by tripping over a laughing Duo. Atalanta and Lina helped Heero to sit at one of the tables.

"It's good to have you back with us, Wing," Lina commented in Lunarian. "You've been sorely missed, and Syaoran needs his father around."

"It is good to be back with my family. They're teaching me how to smile, to laugh, to feel again!" he replied

Lina crossed over to Wufei, leaning against his shoulder. She was an emotional wreck, having only been half-reunited with him. "I'm glad you're back Nataku, even if I don't show it," Wufei murmured in response to her appearance.

"Don't worry, I'm getting used to you, my justice-obsessed husband. Tell me, are you still the scholar, or the warrior these days?" she asked.

"A scholar, but it is hard to give up the warrior side. You should have seen Maxwell's face when he caught me wearing glasses the other day. He didn't think I was capable of such a thing," Wufei snorted in amusement.

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Time passed with speed; soon it was time for the boys to leave. Lina had given Wufei her current address and a blushing Rika had been cajoled into accepting Duo's mobile number.

"Take care of yourself, Heero. If you have any problems, you know where to find me," Atalanta instructed.

"Thankyou." Heero nodded, before turning to where Quatre was waiting to help him back to the pilot's house. Trowa and Wufei had already dragged Duo away.

"You love her, don't you?" he asked. He didn't need any powers to tell him of the bond between Heero and Duo, but there was no way he could have any idea of how deep it ran.

"Hai. She's able to understand and accept the difficulty I have with emotions, and she accepts my violent past as well," Heero revealed. Perking up he added, "She has a lot of spare rooms, and has invited me to move in. I'd like to, but I'll stay if everyone wants me to."

"Personally, I think you should go, and the others will agree. You've suffered more than your share of pain, and it's about time you received a chance at happiness. Do you want to move tonight? It's not as if you have far to go, or much to take," Quatre offered.

"Hn, thank you Quatre. I will got tonight, Atlanta and Syaoran get lonely in that mansion by themselves."

"No problem, Heero. Come on, then, we've got lots of work to do if you're moving out!" Quatre smiled, glad that his friend had found what he more than deserved.

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When Atalanta got home that afternoon, she put her things away, kicked off her shoes, and curled up on her bed. She broke out in tears, as the memories of what that day was significant for caught up with her. The bed still carried Heero's scent; she buried her face in the area where it was strongest. Suddenly, she felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her, heaving her into an equally familiar male lap, a warm nose nuzzling her neck.

"Why do you cry?" Heero's gentle baritone questioned, as he wiped away her tears.

"Today's significance caught up with me," she whimpered, snuggling up against her mate.

"Well, I'm moving in, so we will face those memories together," Heero promised, his human disguise melting away. "Surprise."

"Thank Selene for small miracles," Atalanta muttered, before pulling Heero's face down to hers in a much-needed kiss.

When Syaoran arrived home, he found his parents in the kitchen, pouring over photo albums that depicted his childhood. Considering the sheer embarrassment that awaited; he started to make his escape, but was stopped by the sound of his father's voice.

"Welcome back, son," Heero greeted the fourteen year old child.

"How come you're here dad? I thought your friends would be looking after you?" Syaoran questioned.

"My youkai healing already took care of the ankle, and I have Quatre's permission to move in," he replied with a mild touch of sarcasm. "Expect to see me around constantly from now on."

"Really?" Syaoran's disguise dropped, his tail wagging happily.

"Really," Atalanta reassured. Syaoran, too happy for words, leapt into his father's arms, sobbing happily in Heero's shoulder.

"I think that means 'welcome home Heero'," Atalanta smiled at her husband, rubbing Syaoran's back in an effort to comfort him.

"I'm finally home." Heero murmured, resting his head on top of Syaoran's.

At dinner that night, Heero treated them all to a traditional Elysion meal. "Ooh! I haven't had this in centuries!" Atalanta exclaimed happily.

"Which is exactly the reason I made it," Heero smirked.

"It looks good," Syaoran commented.

"This dish has been passed down in Heero's family for generations. You'll be taught it eventually. Every child of the Elysion royal family must learn to cook a traditional dish. Heero was taught this meal, while Duo possesses the recipe for the best pancakes in the multiverse. You won't find better pancakes anywhere."

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After a delicious dinner, none of them feeling up to the challenge of dessert, they all got their homework out of the way. They may be royalty and gods, but they were at high school, too!

"Mum, you were there. What was it that started off WW1?" Syaoran questioned.

"The assassination of Ferdinand.If you look in the bookshelf over there and pull out the relevant year, you'll find my account of that day." Atalanta instructed from where she lay on the floor, Ancient History work spread in front of her. To her luck, they were doing Ancient Egypt in class, and with first-hand experience, it was something she was very good at.

"Stupid mechanics class. This stuff is basic after piloting a Gundam. It's pitiful," Heero grumbled. Atalanta giggled at her mate's frustration.

Once all the homework (AN: *cough*torture*cough*) was out of the way, Atalanta loaded the dishwasher and Heero went up to tuck Syaoran into bed. When Atalanta entered her bedroom, the biggest one in her rather large mansion, she found a shirtless Heero standing in front of the full-length mirror, tracing the path of his scar with a finger and a look of disgust. Atalanta could see an old pain reflected in his eyes. She swore she could see the flash of clashing swords in them, bringing faint screams of pain to her mind.

"This is the reason I don't know my son, the reason my mate was alone for five thousand years," Heero snarled bitterly, turning away from the mirror in anger.

"You're not the only one with a scar," Atalanta commented as she changed into the loose, silk drawstring pants and tank top she wore to bed, revealing a scar running horizontal across her abdomen, in the same place a c-section would be, "Venus did this to me with the sword of Artemis. I only survived because of my screwed up luck." (Saberwyn's note: Does that screwed up luck have a name? J)

"I remember. You winced as you moved my head into you lap, the night I died," Heero replied, gently touching the scar with a saddened look on his face. Atalanta tried to quickly change the mood.

"Tell me of your time as a Gundam pilot, Heero. You must have some amusing memories." Receiving a strange look from him, she added, "I mean you had Duo as part of the team!" Atalanta requested as she flopped down onto the bed, fanning out her three tails. Heero, wearing a loose pair of dark blue, silk, draw-string pants, carefully stretched out next to her, his own tail twitching absently.

"Well, when I first met him, this time, he shot me twice, and then rescued me from an OZ hospital. Being who I was back then, I tried to kill myself by not releasing the parachute he gave me, as we leapt out the window together. I naturally survived the tumble down the cliff face with only a dislocated leg, which I later set back in place myself, thoroughly grossing Duo out," Heero replied with a smirk of amusement, as he recalled the moment he realised that he had something he could not define back then: a friend.

"That would have grossed me out too, and I married you," Atalanta admitted.

"Did you know that Milliardo and Lucrezia have been reincarnated? They're getting married in a few months," Heero revealed as he absently groomed her tails, a habit he'd developed in the past.

"Mill's alive? What's the guess they get their memories back on the wedding night?" Atalanta asked with a giggle.

"Most likely. When do you get your year 12 jersey?" Heero questioned.

"Tomorrow actually. The school has decided to give them out on the last day of term, as incentive for my year to actually bother to come to school." Atalanta replied. Tomorrow was the last day of the second term of school, and the beginning of the study period of the Trial HSC.

"Same here. We decided to get the names of the Gundams printed on the back," Heero said.

"I've got 'Winged Destiny' written on mine. Remember, the mysterious Gundam that no one knew who piloted, back in the days of the Alliance," Atalanta revealed.

"It and 'Hell's Messenger'. They used to drive Wufei insane, trying to figure out who piloted them. You remember what he was like with puzzles and mysteries." Heero smirked at the memory.

The conversation continued into the late hours of the night.

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The next day, when Atalanta walked into the school computer room she and the sennen ladies dominated, she was proudly sporting her new jersey, the name 'Winged Destiny' prominent across her back.

"Awesome, you got it!" Rika, mysterious pilot of 'Hell's Messenger' exclaimed.

"Yep. Everyone is asking me what the name means, though. I just smile secretively at them. Drives them blooming mad," Atalanta replied with a grin, a distinctly British accent appearing in her voice. Somehow, she had picked up the accent over the years and had been teased relentlessly about it by various people, currently the members of the science staff.

"Hello! Sennen hanyou specialty!" Aurora crowed from the corner, where she was practically inhaling a large container of Tang.

"What do you guys want to do during the holidays?" Aislin asked.

"Don't look at us," Atalanta cried. "Heero wants to take over Syaoran's training from Saberwyn, and we've both got studying for the Trials to do. They're harder then the HSC itself, so all year twelves are having major panic attacks," Atalanta sighed as she sat down and logged on.

"Hey, Neko. Duo's online, and Heero's just signed on, if you're curious..." Rika spoke up from where she was busy chatting and flirting with Duo. This is fun, but if only he remembered who we really were, she thought with a sigh.

"Excellent," Atalanta grinned, quickly logging on to MSN messenger. Opening up a conversation box with Heero, she sent him a quick message, just to get his attention:

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:Heya Wing, got your jersey yet?

Flashing detonator switches are not your friend:Yeah. I'm guessing you're on the computer next to Rika because I can hear Duo laughing at what ever joke she just sent him.

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:Yeah*sweatdrop*, she's next to me. She just sent him some clips from Red Dwarf. Classic pre-colony british comedy.

Flashing detonator switches are not your friend:I'm more of an anime person myself.

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:Just wait until you see my collection. Biggest in the world and proud of it. I've been around for all of them*grins*

Flashing detonator switches are not your friend:Ch'kuso, bell rang. See you at home. I've got my car today so I'll bring Syaoran with me.

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:Thanks. I need to go to the supermarket anyway. With two guys to feed, I've run out of food pretty quickly.

Flashing detonator switches are not your friend:*glare* are you accusing me of eating like Shin, Neko?

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:I make no accusations...

Flashing detonator switches are not your friend:Good. *smirks triumphantly*

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:...I'm stating the facts. *snickers*

Flashing detonator switches are not your friend:OI!

Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:See ya this afternoon Wing.

'Catnip and Tang should never be consumed together:' is offline.

"I'm off to my locker before class. I have English next, useless subject. Now if only we were taught Latin, like back in our days. It may be a dead language at the moment, but it is the basis of everything," Atalanta moaned.

"Have fun Neko. Duo just found out that I'm Greek, he seems to be very happy about it," Rika giggled.

"Greeks do breed like rabbits after all," Atalanta said, before leaving.

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Author's Notes: Hope you have all enjoyed this perverted little chapter. I hope that I am putting in some good comedy along with all the drama I seem to inevitably include in my chapters. It just seems to stream out. Many thanks to my good friend and beta reader Saberwyn as always. He helps me make my chapters belly-laugh-worthy. Remember all, I accept any and all reviews, even the most random ones. Cheers!

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