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Episode 16

Fa's Doubts

Written By
Mark Moore

Japan's first Gundam match is in two days, and Fa Yuiry is worried of her performance.

Saturday, October 27, 2007, 4:52 PM, Japanese Time

At Miyasato Air Self-Defense Force Base in Tokyo, Japan, work was proceeding on Japan's Gundam.

The Gundam was located in a hangar. An elevator was set up to take people up to various levels of the Gundam. There were also metal platforms set up for people to walk on.

Mirai Yashima, the Gundam's test pilot, was sitting in the cockpit, which was located in the Gundam's chest area.

Fa Yuiry stood on the platform adjacent to the cockpit, watching Mirai. Standing at consoles on the platform was Rain Mikamura, the head engineer that had designed the Gundam for the Japanese Government.

"Okay, raise the right arm."

At Rain's request, Mirai pulled the lever on her console that controlled the right arm. The arm slowly rose up until it was pointing straight up.

Rain smiled. "Good. Now, make a fist."

Mirai pressed the right fist button. The Gundam's right hand closed into a fist.

Rain nodded. "Good! I think that's about all that we have enough time for. Power down, Mirai."

Mirai opened the Gundam's hand, lowered its arm, and shut off the Gundam. The blue glow in the Gundam's eyes disappeared.

Mirai got out of the cockpit.

Rain looked at Fa. "I think everything is ready as we can make it."

"Will I have any unexpected problems while operating it?" Fa asked her.

"You shouldn't. Piloting the simulator is just like piloting the Gundam."

Lucrezia Noin, Fa's superior officer, walked into the hangar.

Fa and Mirai saluted her. "Captain!"

"At ease. How's the Gundam coming along, Rain?"

"I think it's ready as we'll get it."

"Good. Our first match is in two days."

"Yes, sir. Um, may I do some tweaking of the OS code?"

"We're loading up the Gundam and shipping it to Saudi Arabia. You'll have to work on it in the air."

"Understood."

Lucrezia looked at Fa. "I'm personally overseeing the Gundam's transport. You will leave for Saudi Arabia tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

Lucrezia looked at Mirai. "Mirai, you know how to operate the simulator. Correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. If Fa wants to get in some last-minute training, you're in charge."

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, come down from there. We have to move the platforms and elevator to get the Gundam out of there."

Fa, Rain, and Mirai walked into the elevator and rode down to the floor. They walked out of the elevator.

Soon, a group of officers arrived. They operated heavy machinery to move the platforms and elevator out of the way. The women watched this.

Once all of that was out of the way, one of the officers held up a remote control and powered the Gundam up. The Gundam's eyes glowed blue.

The women watched as the officer made the Gundam walk out of the hangar. The women followed the Gundam.

A truck was parked outside the hangar. The officer made the Gundam lie down on the platform behind the truck. He then powered down the Gundam. The blue glow in the Gundam's eyes disappeared.

The truck driver pressed a button, and the platform moved into the truck, taking the Gundam inside with it.

The officer got onto the back of the truck and pulled the door closed.

Lucrezia looked at Fa. "Okay, we're off. We'll see you in Saudi Arabia."

Fa saluted Lucrezia. Lucrezia saluted Fa, then she got into the passenger seat of a car. Rain got into the back seat. The driver of the car followed the truck to the runway.

Fa and Mirai watched the truck and car go until they were out of sight.

Fa looked at Mirai. "Let's go to the simulation room. I want to practice."

Mirai looked at Fa. "You sure don't waste any time."

Fa and Mirai entered the simulation room in another building on the base.

Fa got into the simulator. "Okay, I'm ready."

Mirai made some selections on the computer console. "Using the battle data that was sent to us from yesterday's match, I'm going to program the drone to be a combination of our, Australia's, Niger's, Kuwait's, the United Kingdom's, Turkey's, Poland's, Russia's, Iran's, Austria's, Israel's, Venezuela's, Lebanon's, France's, Iraq's, Jordan's, the United States', Egypt's, Spain's, Syria's, Italy's, Yemen's, and Germany's Gundams. If you can beat this, it won't be a guarantee of victory in your match, but it should boost your confidence. Okay, try this."

The screens inside the simulator turned on. They displayed a dock. The ocean appeared to Fa's left. The drone appeared in front of her. A thunderstorm was approaching. There were dark clouds in the sky. Lightning flashed. Fa heard thunder. There was a light chop to the water.

"Fight!" the simulator's male voice declared.

Fa moved her Gundam forward. She swung the left arm at the drone. The drone jumped and avoided the attack. Fa jumped and fired her beam rifle. The blasts hit the drone repeatedly. Fa then kicked the drone three times with her Gundam's right leg.

"Overheating!"

Fa knew that she had caused damage to the drone. She activated her Gundam's thrusters and flew the Gundam into the sky. She fired at the drone with her beam rifle.

"Not enough power!"

Fa's Gundam landed back on the dock. The Gundam didn't have enough power for long flights and had to recharge.

The chop in the water was now medium.

The drone came at Fa and kicked her Gundam five times with its left leg. Fa punched the drone three times with her Gundam's right fist. Then she kicked it three times with her Gundam's right leg.

Fa activated her Gundam's thrusters and flew the Gundam into the sky. She quickly flew over the drone and behind it.

"Not enough power!"

Fa's Gundam landed back on the dock.

Fa kicked the drone three times with her Gundam's left leg.

"Overheating!"

The chop in the water was now heavy. Water was splashing onto the dock.

Fa knew that she was close to victory. She kicked the drone five times with her Gundam's left leg.

The drone punched Fa's Gundam fives times with its right arm. It then fired at Fa's Gundam with its beam rifle repeatedly.

"Overheating!"

Fa grew frustrated. She backed her Gundam up.

The drone fired at Fa with its beam rifle repeatedly. The blasts hit her Gundam.

"Overheating!"

The drone fired at Fa with its beam rifle. Fa activated her Gundam's thrusters and started to fly into the air. The blasts hit her Gundam anyway, and it fell back onto the dock.

Fa kicked the drone five times with her Gundam's left leg.

"Checkmate!"

The drone fell down.

"Well done! Glory to the winner!"

The simulation ended. The screens went black.

Fa got out of the simulator.

Mirai smiled. "Pretty good, Fa. Your reflexes are pretty good. So is your strategy."

Fa walked over to her. "Bullshit. I was lousy. I just barely won. Besides, all that it proves is that I can defeat Australia's, Niger's, Kuwait's, the United Kingdom's, Turkey's, Poland's, Russia's, Iran's, Austria's, Israel's, Venezuela's, Lebanon's, France's, Iraq's, Jordan's, the United States', Egypt's, Spain's, Syria's, Italy's, Yemen's, and Germany's Gundams."

Mirai frowned. "You're right. Who knows what the other nations have?"

Fa sighed. "I'm not ready for this."

Mirai gave Fa a cheerful smile. "Don't worry, Fa. The real thing feels just like the simulator. I think you'll be able to use our Gundam to its full potential."

Fa smiled at her. "I wish I was as confident."

"You know what you need?" Mirai asked her.

"My head examined?" Fa replied.

"A girls' night out. Let's have fun before we leave."

Fa smiled. "That sounds like fun."

Fa and Mirai walked into a restaurant.

The man behind the counter smiled. "Welcome. How many in your party?"

Fa held up her left hand and raised her index and middle fingers.

The man picked up two menus. "Right this way, please."

Fa and Mirai followed him over to a table.

The man placed the menus on the table. "Please look over our menus. I will return shortly to take your order."

The man walked away.

Fa and Mirai picked up the menus and read them.

"I think I'll have the steak, a side of onion rings, and a regular cola." Fa set her menu on the table.

"That sounds good. I'll have the same." Mirai set her menu on the table.

"I'm worried, Mirai. What if I don't do well on Wednesday?"

"If that happens, then the United States will ally itself with one of the other nations. You know that."

"I don't want to let anyone on our team down."

"Don't worry about it. Let's just relax and enjoy our dinner."

"I can't relax."

Mirai smiled. "When we get home, I'll exhaust you so much that you'll have to relax."

Fa smiled. "Maybe this should have been a girls' night in."

Fa sat on the couch in the living room of her and Mirai's house.

She was flipping through a photo album.

She was mostly looking at pictures of her parents. There were pictures of her mother by herself, her father by himself, her parents together, her mother with Fa, her father with Fa, and both of her parents with Fa.

Mirai walked downstairs and over to the couch.

"Aren't you coming to bed?" Mirai asked.

"In a bit."

Mirai sat down to Fa's right on the couch.

Mirai looked at the pictures. "You were a cute kid."

"Thanks."

"You're still cute."

"Thanks."

"That was a hint, Fa. I want you upstairs and nude."

"In a bit."

Mirai sighed and looked at the pictures.

The telephone rang.

Fa picked up the handset. "Hello?"

"Fa, it's your mother."

"And your father."

"Hi, mom. Hi, dad."

"Why are you speaking English?"

"Because Lucrezia requires it, mom. that's why."

"What does that stupid Canadian know?"

"She's my superior officer, dad. While I question some of her decisions, such as not allowing me to touch the Gundam until my match, I mostly trust her judgment."

"I really wish you'd live at home. You're only 18."

"I am home, mom."

"Good luck in your match on Monday."

"Thanks, dad."

"I'm sure that you'll win on Monday and make us and all of Japan proud."

"I'm not so sure, mom, but thanks for having confidence in me."

"Bye, Fa."

"Bye, dad."

"Bye, Fa."

"Bye, ma."

Fa turned off the handset and set it down to charge.

Fa sighed. "They think I'll win the match and make them proud. It's nice to know they're not already proud of me."

"What made you think of them now?" Mirai asked.

"I don't know. Maybe it's the pressure. I joined the Air Self-Defense Force against their wishes, because I wanted to get away from home. I constantly feel that I'm out of my league, though. Maybe I shouldn't have joined."

"You're a Lieutenant. That should indicate that you're doing well."

"What does the Peter Principle say? 'In a hierarchy, every person tends to rise to her level of incompetence.' Right?"

Mirai sighed. "Something like that. Don't beat yourself up, though. You're a fucking good pilot."

"I don't feel like it."

"Your parents should be proud of you. Mine would be...for taking care of me."

Fa smiled weakly. "Thanks, sweetie."

Fa closed the photo album and set it on the coffee table. Then she stood up.

"Come on. You have to exhaust me, so I can get a good night's sleep."

Mirai happily followed Fa upstairs.

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Fa pressed Mirai against a wall in their bedroom and held her arms against the wall.

Fa kissed Mirai passionately on the lips.

Mirai opened her mouth. Fa used the opportunity to slip her tongue into Mirai's mouth. Fa and Mirai french-kissed.

After a moment of this, Fa released Mirai's arms and placed her hands on the wall. Mirai moved her arms around Fa and placed her hands on Fa's ass.

Fa finished the kiss. "I want you."

"I want you, too."

"Then let's not waste any seconds."

Fa and Mirai took off their clothes and let them fall to the floor.

Mirai hugged Fa and kissed her passionately on the lips.

Fa broke the kiss. "Not yet. Let me get the bed sheets pulled off first."

Mirai released Fa. "Hurry."

Fa turned, grabbed the bed sheets and cover, pulled them off of the bed, and let them fall to the floor.

"Okay."

Mirai tackled Fa and pushed her onto the bed. She shoved her tongue into Fa's mouth.

Fa lied down in bed, smiling. "That was fun."

Mirai lied down to Fa's right and smiled. "I knew you'd like it. Now, get some sleep."

Fa kissed Mirai on the lips briefly. "I love you. Good night."

"I love you, too. Good night, sweetie."

Fa soon fell asleep.

Fa had a nightmare.

She was sitting in the cockpit of her Gundam, fighting a monstrous, shadowy Gundam. It kept pummeling her Gundam.

Fa kept pressing buttons on her console, but they didn't have any effect.

"Come on!" Fa yelled. "Do something!"

"Fa, what are you doing?!" Rain demanded through the Gundam's radio frequency. "Kick his ass!"

"I'm trying, but the fucking controls won't respond!" Fa yelled back.

"The controls work fine! It's you that's the problem!"

"No, it isn't!" Fa insisted. "Call off the match! I don't want to lose!"

The opposing Gundam landed a final blow, completely incapacitating Fa's Gundam.

Lucrezia appeared in front of her.

"I can't believe you lost! After all of the work that we put into this match, you let us down!"

Lucrezia faded away and was replaced by Rain.

"You got my Gundam destroyed!"

Rain faded away and was replaced by Mirai.

"No sex for you tonight, loser!"

Mirai faded away.

"I didn't mean to let you down!" Fa yelled. "I didn't! Please forgive me!"

Lucrezia, Rain, and Mirai appeared, surrounding Fa.

"Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee!" they chanted in unison.

"Stop it!" Fa yelled.

"Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee! Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee! Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee! Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee! Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee! Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee!"

"Shut up!" Fa yelled.

"You know it's true!" Lucrezia yelled.

"You're a failure!" Rain yelled.

"And you're lousy in bed!" Mirai yelled.

"You can't mean that!" Fa yelled. "I did the best that I could!"

"Fa Yuiry! Fa Yuiry! She's so fucking bad that we have to pee!" Lucrezia, Rain, and Mirai chanted in unison.

Fa screamed.

Fa woke up, sweating and panting.

She sat up and took in her surroundings. She was in bed. Mirai was sleeping to her right. It was dark.

Fa lied down and tried to go back to sleep.

Sunday, October 28, 2007, 7:43 AM, Japanese Time

Fa woke up.

She looked to her right. Mirai was sleeping next to her.

Fa turned and positioned herself over Mirai. She took a moment to admire Mirai's beauty.

Fa kissed Mirai on the lips.

Mirai woke up.

Fa finished the kiss, pulled back, and smiled. "Good morning."

Mirai smiled. "Good morning."

"Let's eat a quick breakfast, then we can pack."

"Okay."

Fa put a duffel bag on the bed and opened it.

Then she got a clean uniform and put it into the bag.

She also got a toothbrush, a tube of toothpaste, a box of dental floss, a small bottle of mouthwash, a small can of deodorant spray, a small bar of soap, and a small bottle of shampoo from the bathroom and put them into the bag.

Fa zipped the bag closed.

"Is that all that you're taking?" Mirai asked.

"We're going there just for the match. We'll be back home by tomorrow evening. Pack just one pair of clothes. It'll be enough."

"Okay."

Mirai got a duffel bag, put it on the bed, and opened it.

"Don't worry about the hygiene stuff. I already packed it."

"Okay."

Mirai got a fresh set of clothes and put it into the bag.

She zipped the bag closed.

Fa checked her watch. "We should get to the base and board the plane."

Fa and Mirai sped down a highway in Fa's yellow convertible. They were listening to "Yokohama Cool" by Kumi Miyasato on the radio.

After driving for a few minutes, Fa turned right onto another street.

A few minutes later, they reached Miyasato Air Self-Defense Force Base.

Fa brought her car to a stop by the gate. She handed her badge to the security guard, and Mirai did likewise with her badge. The guard scanned them and handed them back. Fa and Mirai handed their duffel bags to the security guard. The guard opened them, inspected them, closed them, and handed them back. Then Fa and Mirai had to go through thumbprint and retinal scans. Finally, the security guard opened the gate, and Fa drove onto the base.

Fa drove to a runway and parked in the lot near it.

Fa and Mirai got out of the car and walked over to an airplane.

The pilot and the copilot saluted Fa. Fa saluted them.

The four of them boarded the airplane.

"Aisle or window?" Fa asked Mirai.

"I don't care."

Fa sat in the seat by the window, and Mirai sat to her right. They each buckled their seatbelts.

Soon, the airplane's engines started. The airplane sped down the runway and flew into the sky.

Fa stared out the window, nervous.

Mirai laughed. "Don't tell me that you're afraid of flying."

Fa looked at her. "Not flying. Piloting the Gundam."

Mirai sighed. "Not this again."

"I can't help it. I'm worried."

"You have nothing to worry about. You've prepared as much as you could. You've spent countless hours in the simulator. You've read up on every aspect of the Gundam. You've questioned me about the Gundam's performance. What more could you possibly do?"

"I could pilot the actual Gundam before the match."

Mirai laughed. "Not likely."

"Exactly. Lucrezia won't let me touch the fucking thing."

"She has her reasons. As for what those reasons are, beats me."

"Money, most likely. That thing is expensive."

"That's a good reason. She probably doesn't want to raise the maintenance costs too high."

"I doubt that I'd add any significant amount of money to the repair bill during practice."

"That's true."

"Why'd they choose me for this position?" Fa asked. "Surely, there are more qualified people."

"Maybe, but Lucrezia must have seen something special in you to get you this job."

"There's nothing special about me."

"I disagree with that."

Fa smiled weakly. "Thanks, sweetie."

"Did you bring anything to read?" Mirai asked.

"No."

"I thought so. It's a long flight."

"I don't suppose you've brought anything."

Mirai unzipped her duffel bag and took out of box of playing cards. "As a matter of fact, I have. Up for a game?"

"Sure. Which game do you have in mind?"

Mirai opened the box, took the deck of cards out, and dropped the box into her duffel bag. "Blackjack."

"Okay."

"If I win, you have to shut up about being a lousy pilot. No complaining. No whining."

"Deal. Get it? Deal."

Mirai groaned and dealt the cards.

Japan's first Gundam match is here. Fa Yuiry is worried of her performance. Will she be able to defeat the Saudi Arabian pilot and keep Japan in the tournament?

Next on "Mobile Suit Gundam Tournament":

"Level 1, Match 12"

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