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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 Eleven: Random Camping trip part two...another one returns

Authors Notes... Wow...eleven chapters. Never thought I'd get this far in any story I've written. This is fun! I only wish that more people would review my story, I want to know what people think of it. Thus, I'm going to put a copy of it in the Gundam Wing category of Fanfiction.net. Maybe I'll get some reviews there. Anyway, enjoy everyone!

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Down at the lakeshore, Atalanta had found Rika tossing stones. Typical depressed behavior. The only difference was that Rika was doing so in the divine sense of things. She was levitating boulders, catapaulting them into the middle of the lake.

"Is she okay?" Syaoran appeared beside Atalanta. Both of them watched Rika from their vantage point, the branches of a convenient tree.

"Obviously not, but that is why I followed her. You wait here okay; I need to talk to her, as a sister," Atalanta instructed her teenage son.

"Okay," Syaoran nodded, settling himself into a more comfortable position on the branch. Atalanta leapt of the branch, landing silently, catlike, next to Rika.

"Rika..." Atalanta sighed as she saw the tears streaming down her friend's face.

"Why did she have to die Neko?" Rika asked, turning to Atalanta. "That's the one thing that I've never understood. She was only ten months old; she had barely even begun to live." She launched herself into the older woman's arms, breaking down in tears.

"There are many things that fate has done that I don't understand. Like why I lived when everyone else died [Azzdog's note: See the bloody mortal for answers]. One thing I do know, after all these years, is that everything happens for a reason, and that if one loses someone important to them in an unfair situation, they will eventually get them back. You'll get Hotaru back one day Rika, this much I can promise you," Atalanta said to comfort the crying girl.

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As soon as Rika composed herself, no mean feat, Atalanta called Syaoran over, to help them back up to the campground. The sight that greeted them was of Heero and Aurora, in the midst of a viscious pillow fight.

"Um, what started that?" Syaoran questioned in shock.

"Aurora fly-tackled Heero, and they started attacking each other with pillows," Duo tried to explian, still not understanding himself.

"They should have waited for me. That looks like fun!" Syaoran complained. Rika and Atalanta looked at each other with the grin worn by two people who share an in-joke.

"The divine ceremony," Rika said.

"Oh kami! How did I forget THAT night?" Atalanta giggled, setting the rest of the girls off.

"We got SO drunk that night, it's not surprising that Leo and Lupus had a pillow fight in the middle of the throne room," Lina snickered.

"What are you talking about?" Quatre questioned.

"You really don't want to know. It is not an appropriate story for Syaoran to hear," Atalanta snorted, remembering her drunken older brother swimming in the atrium fountain. Then her recall was directed towards the patch of catnip she had found in the garden. She collapsed in fits of laughter.

"What are you laughing about?" Heero had stopped the fight and was now standing over her.

"The patch of catnip," was all Atalanta could gasp out. Heero smirked in amusement, before offering her a hand to help stand up. Atalanta accepted it, slingshoting herself into comforting embrace.

"Hey, where are Trowa and Aislin?" Duo questioned, looking around.

"They both went for a walk. Don't you ever pay attention to anything Maxwell?" Wufei replied.

"I'll go look for them," Syaoran offered as he walked off.

"So, who wants to play truth or dare?" Duo suggested with an evil grin, now that the one minor he was really worried about had vanished.

"No way in hell Duo!" Heero and Atalanta growled in unison. They had developed a healthy dislike for playing THAT particular game with him, back in the silver alliance.

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Meanwhile, a thoroughly confused Trowa was walking through the bush, trying to sort out his memories. In particular, he was struggling to figure out what Aislin was to him. Why did she feel so familiar?

"ARGH!" Trowa collapsed to his knees, gripping his head in pain, as memories that had been locked away for five thousand years flooded his mind. Growing up on Jupiter...meeting all his friends...wishing on the Shinkon no Tama to become youkai, for Atalanta's sake...forming the sennen hanyou...becoming the infamous pranksters...being told that he was betrothed to Aislin...being split from his 'pride' (AN:*1 see below) and sent away for lessons...returning and meeting up with everyone once again...marrying Aislin...the death of Hotaru...the attack on the alliance and everyones' deaths. Memory after memory poured into his head as he curled up in a protective ball on the ground.

When it had all finished, he stood gracefully, his eyes flashing with his returned power. His form shifted to his humanoid youkai one, and almost instantly he caught the scent a negaverse minion, nearby.

"Come out, I know you're hiding," he growled, lengthening his claws. His eyes turned red as his blood and instincts screamed for him to fight.

A particularly ugly monster, looking like a gigantic, mutated chicken, walked out of the bush surrounding him. "Your life is mine," it squawked, with the arrogance typical of Negaverse minions.

"You minions are so cliché," Trowa grumbled as he moved into a fighting stance, "Nevertheless, this should be a good way to get used to the mortal plane again." He launched himself at the minion, using his enhanced speed to instantly gain the advantage. Flicking his arm out to the side, his katana - forged from pure Jovian steel, and bearing a jade handle - appeared in his hand. As his body reacted to what his mind what telling it, he decapitated and destroyed the creature with three elegant strokes.

"That was too easy," he sighed in disappointment as the monster disappeared, returning the sword to its sheath, which had appeared on his waist when he had summoned the blade.

"Leo?" a very familiar voice cried out, as a shocked Aislin stepped into the clearing. "Is that really you?" [Azzdog's note: She's been around as long as he has, so having to wait five thousand years for the man to come home should be a strictly Atalanta thing]

"Aislin, my Siren. I've missed you," Trowa had tears in his eyes as he pulled Aislin into his arms, holding her close, letting the warmth of her body fill him.

"Oh Ra, I can't believe you're really back!" Aislin sobbed into his shoulder.

"Well I am, and I don't plan to ever leave you again, if I can help it," Trowa promised, as he inhaled her comforting scent, letting his memories of her meld with this scene. He wanted to say how much he loved her, how much he had longed for her with his dying breath, but the words would not come out. He settled for holding her, comforting and being comforted by her.

"You'd better not, or I'll put Lina's temper to shame," Aislin threatened, sticking her head up to look in his eyes.

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Back at the camp, Rika and Duo were fleeing from a pissed off Heero and Atalanta. They had taken irritating the couple up as a hobby, and now Atalanta and Heero were out for their blood. Currently, Duo and Rika were hiding up a tree.

"Do you think they'll find us up here?" Rika asked Duo.

"If we stay very still, they might mistake us for a pair of drop bears," Duo replied in all seriousness.

Rika laughed, most normal people knew that drop bears did not exist. 'Then again, when was Duo ever normal?' she thought. "Won't you get bored?" she teased instead.

In reply, he wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her on top of him, both supported by the branch he was leaning on. "Nah, you're here," Duo answered, drawing her into a deep kiss.

This spontaneous act of passion saved them both, keeping the two of them silent as Atalanta and Heero ran past.

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Trowa flopped down onto the grass, just looking up at the night sky. Aislin had explained everything to him, about how Atalanta had never died and who Syaoran really was. He let his mind wander, his attention quickly absorbed by the Southern Cross. Out here, away from the city lights, he could clearly see the six points of light that made up the constellation. 'Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Delta, the four points of the Crux Australis. Epsilon, sitting about halfway between Alpha and Delta. And L4-2X439, the colony that rests at the centre,' he recited from memory.

He felt a sudden weight on top of him, settling gently. Shifting so he could see, he found Aislin's head resting on his chest, as she too gazed up at the stars. He reached down with one hand, combing his fingers through her hair.

"You do realise how the others will react if they find us out here? Like this?" he asked her, quietly.

"They'd go ballistic," she half-whispered back. Trowa started chuckling, finding the understatement amusing. He was stopped short by a large, loud rustling in the undergrowth.

Pushing Aislin off his chest, out of harms way, he flipped himself off the ground, turning in midair to face the disturbance. As soon as his feet reached the ground, the former pilot quick-drew a sizeable Maglite from his belt, pointing the torch in the direction he'd heard the noise. One hand on the hilt of his sword, in case it was another yomma, he thumbed the torch on...

Revealing Atalanta's kid, Syaoran.

"What is going on?" the boy questioned, looking at Aislin and Trowa with a curious look on his face.

"So you're the heir to the Elysion throne? Hm...Neko has done a good job raising you," Trowa commented.

"Syaoran, I want you to meet your uncle Leo. He got his memories back about an hour ago. We've decided to keep it a secret, but seeing as you literally stumbled upon us, we'll let you know the truth." Aislin introduced. "Reckon you can keep that secret,"

"Promise," he swore, hand on heart. "You're Lord Trowa of Jupiter and Mercury, God of Silence, Sennen Hanyou Leo?" he then questioned, running through the myriad of titles Trowa posessed.

"That's right, cub. You mother has obviously taught you much," Trowa nodded.

"She practically raised me on stories of you guys. This is great! First I get my aunts back, then my dad, and now one of my uncles!" Syaoran bounced around happily, like the pup he was.

"Cubs always have so much energy. I want to bottle it and sell it on the black market, I'll make a fortune," Aislin giggled.

"You're strange Aunt Siren," Syaoran commented.

"I wouldn't have her any other way. Come, we'd best head back to camp," Trowa said, shifting bact to his full-human form.

"Oh yeah, I came looking for you two cause we noticed you were gone. Dad and Aurora were having this pillow fight, it was so funny. And mum was going on about catnip or something like that," Syaoran filled in, following his aunt and uncle back to the campsite.

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Back at the camp, Duo and Rika had been discovered.

They now sat by the fire, tied hand and foot with strong rope, which had been kindly provided by Wufei, and gagged with their own braids. Heero and Atalanta had sadistic, yet satisfied grins on their faces and were snuggled against each other on the other side of the fire. Wufei and Lina were sitting in the firelight opposite, both reading from the same book. It was J.R.R. Tolkein's 'The Silmarillion'. Quatre and Aurora were chatting about music over by the tents.

"Um, what happened to Duo and Rika?" Aislin asked as she walked, sitting down on the log between them.

"They got annoying. We took revenge," Heero replied simply.

"I don't think I want to know," Trowa commented, taking the opportunity to walk past and go straight to his tent.

"Couldn't you have at least waited for me so I could have helped?" Syaoran huffed in annoyance as he plonked down next to Aislin, almost knocking Duo flat on his face.

"Sorry Syaoran, but we were ticked off. You know I have no patience when I'm ticked off," Atalanta replied with an evil grin.

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The next six days were spent swimming; canoeing; kayaking; bush walking; relaxing; and generally just having fun. Trowa and Aislin took every opportunity to go off alone together, so they could have some of their own fun without the others realising that Trowa was back. Atalanta and Heero did the same, only they spent their time mostly in the water. For a half cat demon, Atalanta loved swimming.

"I've always said you were a strange one Atalanta," Rika said in amusement, as they pack up the campsite, getting ready to head home.

"Always have been, always will be. Makes life more interesting. Ra knows I needed ways to make life interesting," Atalanta replied.

"You know of the Egyptian gods?" Quatre was delighted. Being Arabic, he had a mild fascination of the Egyptian gods.

"I'm half Egyptian. My father raised me on the gods. I love how things were during the Egyptian Empire. It was fun back then," Atalanta sighed wistfully.

"I've always held a strong fascination for the religion of the Ancient Egyptians," Quatre admitted.

"Well, duh, Lupus IS the son of the greatest Pharaoh, after all," Lina drawled in Marsian, bringing sniggers from some, confused looks from others.

"He doesn't remember, you idiot," Heero snapped back.

"I know that, and don't call me an idiot or I'll kick your ass again, Wing," Lina hissed.

"Both of you stop it, we're confusing the poor naïve ones," Atalanta scolded, silencing the matter for a few minutes.

"The trip home is going to be hell." Syaoran groaned quietly.

"Why?" Duo asked, curious.

"When Heero and Lina start bantering like that, it takes them ages to stop. Even with Atalanta threatening Heero," Syaoran explained.

"Shit."

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Author's Notes: *1- Trowa is a lion youkai and thus sees his friends and family as his pride. He and Aislin also refer to children as 'cubs', for that is a lion's way of thinking. Don't forget to review everyone, and chapter twelve will be up as soon as I can type it up!

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