Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Endless Waltz : Truth of Tommorow ❯ Chapter 5

Since I took so long to update since I was in Thailand I thought I'd reward you all for waiting so long with a long chapter. I still don't own Gundam Wing.

 

 

“All right. Just relax and let the simulation start. I'll give you instructions from there.” Sally spoke over the intercom system to Nyloc who nodded.

 

Zecen eyed Seben warily. He did not like the way the young man was look at his friend, considering the circumstances. She wasn't dressed in much more than a lycra bra and shorts that ended above her knees, and was floating in a pool, window in the front, so that he could see her during the entire `simulation'. The fact that he had witnessed the scene in the library the other day didn't soothe his fears. He had been so angry with Seben that he left before the scene escalated into something else he didn't want to witness.

The young platinum haired man didn't seem even fazed by Nyloc's sudden displays of affection, but then again he didn't know the girl well enough. All the same…Seben seemed quite the play boy, and he hoped to God that Nyloc wouldn't become another girl that Seben added to his list of those he took to bed.

 

The light on the monitor moved from red to green and in a moment's time it was apparent that Nyloc was no longer in the room. The large screen above the female doctor showed, what he was told, was Nyloc's POV of a battle. Sally had explained earlier that while they had done the neurological exam, they had also fed her brain the abilities and skills required in hand to hand combat, as well as Gundam, which roused quite a few cries of how she `wasn't a computer for god's sakes!', so she shouldn't have any problems handling the simulation.

 

The screen showed them a vast open portal of space that was quickly filled with at least 20 mobile suits. Nyloc's body moved in synchronization with the movement on the computer, or rather the computer with her, Zecen later observed, but either way she moved with complete grace and in a short time the enemies were defeated and the screen flashed to a battle on earth, flashing the changed in gravity and temperature. Like the first time the enemies were dispatched quickly, and the Gundam pilots explained to the remaining `Gundam impaired' that the only reason it took so little a time was that they were Mobile Dolls, unable to breach a preset limit, and it was only a small fleet. Anaoi and Elva nodded, pretending to understand.

 

Through the entire `performance' Zecen kept his eyes locked on Seben with an intense glare, which the `arrogant' man seemed oblivious to. Anaoi shot inquiring looks at Zecen from time to time, but after awhile, decided to ignore him, figuring it was nothing of importance, her vision focused on her cousin.

 

 

 

 

Two hours had passed and Nyloc still remained within the pool. Only Anaoi, Sally, Zechs, Sifir, Elva, Duo, Seben and Zecen, remained from the original party of 12, and Zecen appeared only to be staying because he was persistent to stay as long as Seben did in the testing center. Sally was taking a break from the controls and Anaoi stepped up to look at them for a moment. She really didn't understand the full concept of the Gundams, but nodded enough to fake it, and as far as she knew, the Gundam Pilots had bought it.

 

“Anaoi watcha doin?” Elva walked up behind the red head, who shrugged.

 

“Attempting to understand this…I don't even know what this is.” She sighed.

 

“Which is why you shouldn't touch it, unless you want to risk something happening to your friend.” Both girls jumped at Seben's sudden appearance behind them, and stepped away from the control panel quickly. The blonde chuckled. “You really don't grasp the full extent of this operation do you?”

 

“Uhm…would it be bad if we said no?” Elva shrunk away.

 

“If you touched any of the controls…yes.” Seben said a little to calmly

 

The three continued argue around the controls as Zecen grouchily stared at the ceiling. He absently noticed the lights flickering before turning his attention back to the young woman still floating in the giant pool. He sighed angrily wondering when the hell this “test” was going to be done. He didn't like the way Seben looked at her from time to time, whether it was intentional or not, he didn't care, he just wanted the play boy away from his friend as soon as possible…and into much…baggier clothing.

 

Elva screeched from three feet away as the lights turned off abruptly, casting the room into a illusion of night. Sally's voice could be heard coming down the hall as, presumably, she raced into the room. The monitors above Elva still functioned, but they were going on the fritz. The lights flickered back to a half light and Sally pounced on the controls in a frenzy. “Damn it!” She yelled. “The controls are stuck!”

 

Seben turned quickly to Elva and Anaoi, his gaze murderous. “What. Did. You. Do?!”

 

Elva scuttled behind Anaoi who stared in horror at the flashing screen to her left. “We didn't do anything! But-But-!”

 

“But nothing! What did you two do?!” Zecen yelled coming up beside them.

 

“There's time for that later! If we don't get her out of there now she'll die!” Elva screamed, pointing a shaking finger at the monitor Anaoi was transfixed on.

 

The screen flashed a glaring `OXYGEN SYSTEMS FAILURE' message at all the occupants in the room.

 

Everyone's gaze turned quickly to Nyloc who still slept within in the tank. The tubes that held on to her loosened and she began to slip deeper and deeper in the water.

 

“NYLOC!” Anaoi screamed as she raced for the tank.

 

“Stop!” Sally cried out. “There may be electrical currents in the water! You'll die if there are!”

 

“And there might not be.” Sifir pointed out angrily. “You think I'm going to let my cousin die on a maybe?!”

 

“Seben!” Zechs cried.

 

The young man had manage to escape the commotion and was all ready at the bottom of the pool freeing the girl from her harnesses, and propelling himself to the surface with his legs.

 

“Someone come get her!” He cried. Sifir raced past and shocked Zecen to pull his motionless cousin from his grasp, Elva and Anaoi right behind him.

 

“She's not breathing!” Elva whispered tears in her eyes. “Some one save her! Some one save her damn it!”

 

Seben pulled himself from the pool and moved towards the unconscious girl, his long blonde hair falling about her in a curtain as he pressed his mouth to her, quickly performing the movements of CPR.

 

Zecen stood a few feet away, his fists shaking in anger. `Its just an excuse to kiss her again isn't it you bastard? Probably flipped the switches so you could look like a hero in her eyes didn't you?' He growled softly to himself, something that didn't go unnoticed by Zechs before turning on his heel and stalking out of the room.

 

 

 

Nyloc groaned softly as she forced her eyes open. Her head throbbed and her body was cold and clammy. She lay in a foreign bed surrounded by medical readouts and heavy blankets.

 

“So you're finally awake?” She turned her head brusquely to the side, quickly regretting the action as she winced at the sudden pressure on her head. Zecen stared at her, his face emotionless, two feet from the bed.

 

“W…what happened? What am I doing here? What are you doing here for that matter?” She quickly checked under the covers to make sure she was wearing enough clothing and sighed with relief, noticing that she was.

 

“The machine went haywire…the oxygen systems failed. We all thought you were going to die.” He looked at the floor, avoiding her gaze.

 

“Did it start up again? Did I finish the test?”

 

“No…Seben…Seben jumped in and saved you.” He muttered gritting his teeth.

 

“Where is he?” She asked, the tone of her voice stating that she obviously wanted to thank him.

 

“Getting cross examined by Sally to make sure there's nothing wrong with him. She was afraid there were electrical currents running loose in the pool and he would die.” Zecen looked at the ceiling fascinated, avoiding all eye contact with the befuddled girl., obviously wishing that the latter had actually happened to the young man.

 

Her stomach rumbled and she giggled softly. “So do you think I could get up and get some food?” He shook his head and stood.

 

“No, but I can get it for you.” She stared confused after the quiet boy and sighed, falling back in the mass of pillows.

 

“He always was a strange one.” She mumbled to herself.

 

“Ah…so sleeping beauty has awakened.” She looked over this time to see Seben, his long mass of hair tied off at the neck, obviously wet from his dunk in the pool.

 

“Zecen told me you saved me.” She murmured as he sat down beside her.

 

“I did.” He nodded curtly, his statement offering no room for a follow up conversation.

 

“Thank you.” She spoke more to the air than to him, staring in a daze at the off white wall before her. “So…when exactly has your father arranged this grand `engagement' of ours?” She asked turning her blue eyes to face his.

 

“There's a ball within the next two days…he told me he hopes to then…but it all depends on if you can get out of bed by then…which we're all hoping you can because that would be a difficult one to explain to the press that's in attendance.” Seben chuckled at Nyloc's wrinkled nose.

 

“If it means I have to wear five inch heals and a overbearing dress, then I think I might just fake sick for a few more days.” Zecen laughed at her comment, and then even harder of her statement of `I wasn't joking'.

 

“You better be. I'm not going down to that ball alone. If I'm going to be eaten alive by the sharks you are too!” He exclaimed. “Or I could always fake sick too…”

 

“That would be worse. People would think we were ditching the ball to screw each other.” Nyloc sighed, her comment serious and frank. “About that anyway…Zecen said Sally was checking you…are you okay?”

 

“Fit as a fiddle. A little water never harmed anyone.” He waved off the comment. Both stared into space for a few moments, at a loss for words.

 

“You saved me because…because you thought you were going to loose her again.” Seben looked up surprise written all over his face as he stared at Nyloc, eyes glued to the ceiling. “Don't think I'm stupid. I know I'm her substitute for you. You thought you were going to loose your one last shot to make her happy. If I died in their, you wouldn't be able to even pretend anymore.” She sighed. “In a weird way…Its like `Be with you'*…after one year…she came back…only…she has no memories of you…Eventually…I'll go away…and with it her as well…never to come back.”

 

“Stop it…please.” He murmured.

 

Nyloc looked up at his pained face and scolded herself inwardly for making him relive the memories. She sat up and slid from underneath the covers, despite Seben's protests, and moved towards the window. “I'm not an incompetent damsel, so please don't start to think so. I'll be ready for this ball in two days, if not sooner. Because, and only because it is an essential part of my identity and alibi in the missions I'll have to complete.”

 

Seben stared at her hard for a moment. “You've taken this very seriously, I'm amazed. Any normal person would be fighting this with shrieks of protest all the way.”

 

She turned to look at him, the light from the full moon giving her silhouette in the darkness an eerie highlight. “Now whoever said I was normal?”

 

 

 

“I'm still trying to figure out how I got coaxed into this one.” Nyloc snorted, but winced as the maid dressing her drew the corset even tighter. “God damn it! I'd like to breath thank you!” She gasped.

 

“Ladies do not snort.” She commented brusquely. Elva and Anaoi laughed at the pained look on the brunette's face.

 

“I'm only pretending to be one.” She mumbled.

 

“Well you do look nice.” Elva offered as a consolation.

 

Nyloc turned to look at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she didn't look bad, but it would take some getting use to seeing herself in a corseted gown that was probably the most expensive thing she'd ever looked at, let alone touched. It was simple, after the corset drifted down in multiple layers of pale purple silk, taffeta and organza, along with beautiful three inch stilettos that Nyloc suspected to be made of some sort of substance mixed with glass, and engraved with diamonds. Matching gems adorned her ears, wrist and neck, accenting her bare shoulders and long neck, her hair pulled into a curled up do, some strands falling to the middle of her back.

 

“Maybe, but these heels will remind me by the end of the night, if not sooner, just why I gave up the god forsaken things years ago.” She smiled softly at her friends, which both knew meant her silent compliance. “Buuuuuuut don't let it all go to your heads. I'm only doing this because of the given circumstances. You can forget it once we get back.” Both girls nodded and let loose their giggles at the taunting face gracing her features, to which she promptly joined them.

 

“Ladies…its time to go.”

All three turned their attention to Noin who stood in the doorway in a long dark blue gown, with shoulders and stuck to her like a second skin until the thigh, where layers of gold silk peeked out from underneath. All three nodded and followed her out the door and down a series of corridors to the main ball room.

 

“Wait here.” Noin motioned to Nyloc who nodded as she watched Noin and her two companions slink unnoticed down the stairs. She groaned at what she suspected Noin meant by `Wait here'…she would be expected to make a grand entrance…alone…down the staircase at the announcement of `her' name, and more than likely Seben was waiting at the base for appearances…waiting to sweep her up into the first dance.

 

God she hoped her suppressed klutziness wouldn't choose now to resurface.

 

 

 

 

“On behalf of all the Royal Family I would like to thank you for attending tonight's festivities, and that you enjoy yourselves to the full extent.”

 

Nyloc rolled her eyes from the shadows at the phoniness in Zechs's voice as he addressed the politicians and well-to-do-crowd. “The government really hasn't changed at all.”

 

“I'm sure you're all wondering why I have called you here tonight, and I will not delay the announcement any further…” He paused for a moment to draw a breath, and turned his gaze to the staircase, where Seben awaited his `fiancée' at the bottom. “I would like to announce the engagement of my son, Prince Seben Peacecraft-Marquise to the late German Prime-Minister's daughter, Ms. Nyverna Vaulken.”

 

The crowd started to clap as Nyloc appeared from the shadows, smiling softly at the people that muttered their congratulations as she descended the marble stairs, concentrating all of her will on not stumbling down the stairs. The clapping faded to nothing as Seben offered his arm to her, of which she warmly smiled and slid her arm in his, ignoring the crowds gasps and slight whispers.

 

Slowly Seben led Nyloc to the dance floor, extending her arm to a greater distance, and politely asked for the dance, a shy deliberate nod his answer.

 

The orchestra struck up a waltz and both placed their hands at the positions required for the said dance, quickly falling into sync with the familiar beat. Older couples smiled from their positions at the tables remarking of `What a sweet couple they made' or how this would stop the feuding between the Vaulken and the Peacecraft-Marquise families once and for all', while the younger maidens attending the ball scowled at Nyloc's back, severely disgruntled at the best catch of the ball being taken.

 

“You're quite good at faking you know.” Seben smirked from the corner of his mouth.

 

“So kind of you to say so.” Her `loving' smile never faded as she kept with the proper grammar the maid had drilled into her head not 20 minutes ago.

 

The waltz ended and more couples moved towards the dance floor, the attention moved from the star-lit couple to the various politicians making political matches between their spawn.

 

“Nyverna! Seben! Its been ages since I've seen the two of you! Much less together!” A tall man with a heavy German accent, and a just as heavy bear gut approached them, his smile hidden behind his bristling beard.

 

“So good to see you again Herr Schwarzfluss. Its' been almost two years. Far to long for such a separation. Isn't that right Nyverna?” Seben looked at her out of the corner of his eye, the woman picking up on his hidden message.

 

“Ja, zu lang! Wie gehts' es ihnen Herr Schwarzfluss?”*

 

The portly man chortled. “For all that time your parents kept you locked up in that villa, your German certainly hasn't faltered.” She smiled and laughed along with him as her fiancée stared at her in bewilderment.

 

The conversation progressed for a few more moments, Nyloc and Herr Schwarzfluss speaking in German, pausing every few moments to let Seben in on the conversation by speaking English, before Frau Schwarzfluss called for her husband, and he made a quick departure to his equally as portly wife.

 

“How exactly am I supposed to know him?” Nyloc whispered to Seben as the couple made their way to the tables as the time for dining was announced.

 

“He's your godfather. And since when did you know how to speak German?” He asked just as quietly.

 

“Since I was 11.” The two finished their aside question and smiled at Seben's parents as they took their seats beside them. Herr Schwarzfluss at not three seats away, and before Zechs could stand to call a toast, the heavyset man stood, wine glass in hand, and beat him to it.

 

“I call a toast! A toast to my lovely god daughter and her future husband, that they may experience all the happiness that marriage offers, for long as they both shall live!” Nyverna and Seben smiled and thanked him with a silent nod as people answered his toast with cries of “Here, Here!” and clinking of glasses, all in the name of their marital happiness.

 

Seben stood next, sending an obligatory loving glance at Nyloc, who reciprocated the gesture as the young man called out to thank `their' guests.

 

“On behalf of Nyverna and I, I truly do thank you all for coming here to wish us well. It means a great deal to the best of us that there are people smiling upon our decision to marry.” The young blonde nodded and sat as more people shouted `Here, here' and called for another round of toasts. He reached for Nyloc's hand as an expected gesture of affection, as the guests stared on waiting for the two to kiss, as if to prove that it wasn't just a scam. Nyloc noticed their stares and leaned towards Seben a small smile gracing her lips as she kissed him lightly on the lips. News cameras flashed and sighs of `awws' came from the married couples of the room, while younger women bit their tongues to contain their screams of rage.

 

Seben's hand reached up and lightly cusped the base of her neck, pulling her deeper into his kiss, smiling against her lips, silently thanking the God's for whatever he had done to get this second chance, albeit not a real one, at having Nyverna in his arms.

 

 

 

“You two did extremely well at faking.”

 

Nyloc turned her head abruptly to the door way, the Chinese girl she had seen a few times before standing there, half hidden in the shadows.

 

“Oh…thank you…Aren't you Wufei's daughter?...Xiao Mei?” She asked in a slightly timid manner.

 

The girl cocked her head to the side, giving her a slight nod, her features stern, before she walked a few more steps into the room, hands on her hips. “I've been told to inform you that we've picked up intelligence reports that Vaulken's troops intend to make a move on the Sanq kingdom in three days. We know what their intended path is, and are going to cut them off at one of the passes in the Alps two days from now.”

 

“Oh..” Nyloc murmured. “I see…thank you.”

 

Xiao Mei snorted. “Hardly. Please do not flatter yourself by thinking I'm doing this as a favor to you. I'm informing everyone. Also, don't cajole yourself into thinking I'm going to kiss your feet just because everyone else is.” She stated in a cool and standoffish town. Xiao Mei glared silent daggers at the blue eyed girl, daring her to retaliate before she swept gracefully from the room.

 

“Guess not everyone here is as nice as we thought they were.” Elva ground out. She entered the room as quickly as Xiao Mei had left, she then turned to her friend and smiled, sitting down on the bed next to her. “Guess she really is Wufei's daughter…a constant stick up her ass!” She giggled and Nyloc smiled with her, though no where near as heartily. The blonde pouted slightly. “Hey…don't let what she said get to you. What does she know anyway?”

 

Nyloc sighed and stood, starting towards the bathroom, freezing in the door frame to look back at her friend. “She knows a lot more about this than we do.”

 

 

 

 

 

“Are you ready to go Nyloc?” Zechs's face appeared over the communication screen.

 

The brunette adjusted her head set and nodded, pressing a few last buttons on the control panel before shifting the Gundam into the mobile position. The rest of the Gundam pilots plus Seben, Noin, and Xiao Mei quickly appeared on communication screens, announcing their eagerness to enter battle.

 

“Hatch opening!” A mechanic called from the control platform of the docks. The large hatch opened and the Gundams started up their systems, launching themselves head first into the dark tunnel that the hatch had revealed.

 

“You all right Nyloc?” She turned to look at Quatre's face that appeared on the right side of her com system, just as his Gundam appeared at the right side of her Gundam. She nodded silently and went to press the `OFF' button, when Quatre's next statement froze her. “I understand your nervous…even afraid, and you don't have to admit that to me, but really, we'll all do our best to protect you and help you.”

 

“That…That's not what I'm most worried about.” She murmured, so softly that Quatre barely heard it. “I…I'm not sure if I can actually kill a person. I know I thought I could…but just…I don't…I don't know…its like there is now right nor wrong…even though I know there is. They think we're wrong, and we think they're wrong. They also have families and so do we…Its like in an RPG game…I've never looked at it this way…but it could be possible…that those that we think are the enemy look at us as the evil one?” Quatre stared at her, his jaw slightly agape. Nyloc quickly dismissed the comment and laughed falsely at herself. “Never mind…just my ramblings. I'll be more than ready. We have to protect the citizens of the Sanq Kingdom at all costs. That is our mission. Over and Out.” She quickly hit the `OFF' button before Quatre could speak again and resumed her tapping at the control panel.

 

Quatre still stared slightly stunned at Nyloc's Gundam until Trowa's face appeared on his com system.

 

“Something wrong?” He asked in his usual monotone voice.

 

“Not…wrong exactly…just something Nyloc said.”

 

Trowa nodded, sensing his need to sort through whatever the girl had said. “That'll give you a reason through this battle Quatre…you need to tell me what she said.”

 

Quatre looked at the com system and smiled at his husband. “Yes…I suppose you're right.”

 

 

 

“They should be arriving any minute now. All positions ready?”

 

“Deathscythe's ready by the pass to start swinging the sickle!” Duo's voice crackled through the Epyon's radio system.

 

“God do you ever shut up Maxwell?” Wufei grumbled back.

 

“Whaaaaaaat? He asked if we were ready!” Nyloc laughed softly, picturing Duo pouting like a four year old in her mind.

 

“Then the two of your should stop using the radio systems to argue and duke it after we've take out of the mobile suits.” Noin quipped.

 

“Aye Aye Cap'n” Duo replied in a highly respectful manner.

 

“Things are ready on the Zero end.”

 

“Sandrock's ready.”

 

“Heavyarms. Check.”

 

“Nataku ready for battle.”

 

“Aries in position.”

 

“Vayeate* all clear”

 

“Epyon all systems go.” Nyloc inserted after Seben's voice.

 

“Mercurius* is set.” Came Xiao Mei's voice .

 

The next few moments passed in silence, all ten soldiers at in wait, watching the silent snow fall upon the Alps, reminding Nyloc of innocent babies in the midst of parent's argument that they deserved no part in.

 

“Targets within range of point Beta!” Quatre shouted.

 

“Trowa and Wufei back him up, Xiao Mei transfer to point Delta Pi and activate the planet defensors around the Mercurius and Vayeate. Epyon, Aries and Talgeese regroup and Central point, everyone else maintain your posts.” Zechs ordered.

 

Nyloc nodded brusquely as she moved her Gundam in the direction she was the regroup with Noin and Zechs, noticing Xiao Mei emerge from the trees headed in Seben's direction so their Gundams could work in tandem.

 

“Nyloc watch out!” Quatre shouted. Her blues eyes widened as she watched as a Gundam identical to the Epyon, with reversal colors, jumped over the foliage that separated her from Quatre and Trowa. In a panic she scrambled for anything on her control panel that would make the Epyon move, lucky enough to have made hit the antigravity boosters, which sent her flying backwards into a cluster of trees.

 

“So I've traveled all this way to see the famed Epyon, and its pilot can hardly make it move.” A haughty voice resounded in her ears. “Well this won't be any fun at all to kill you. I would rather savor it and have a fine victory story to tell the Major when I get back to base.”

 

Nyloc's cheeks burned, her eyes glowing with rage as she shifted her Gundam into an upright position and drew her beam sword. “I'll make you eat those words bastard! And there'll be no `going back to base' for you!”

 

“Feisty bitch aren't you?” the young man chuckled. “Just who are you anyway?”

 

“Like hell I'd tell you!” She growled, launching forward, both their beam saber's clashing. She quickly maneuvered the Gundam so that the heat whip shot out, entangling one of her opponents limbs, the other still pushing against her own.

 

“Epyon! Epyon are you all right?! Epyon come in!” Seben's voice shot through the system.

 

“Shut up! I'm.” She grunted under the weight as she started to be pushed slowly back by the rival Gundam. “fine! Just a little busy!”

 

“Damn it no you're not! I'm coming over their.”

 

“Like hell you are! I've got it under control!”

 

Her opponent chuckled once more as he took the opportunity of to yank his Gundam's slightly mangled arm free of the heat whip. “How are you supposed to fight your enemies, when you can hardly work with your allies?”

 

“If I had wanted your opinion I would have asked for it.” Nyloc stated strangely calm. For a moment the Epyon went lax under her rival's force. “YAAAAAAAAAAAH!” A full out offensive attack was launched at the Gundam, using both heat whip and beam sword, and the anti-gravity systems as a propeller.

 

Drien* grunted in pain as the Atropyon's* left arm was severed and entire left half of the body's functional systems cut out. “Damn.” He muttered looking up at the Epyon moving in for the kill. He smiled softly and leaned back in his chair awaiting his death. “Tell me something.”

 

Nyloc froze at the calm in his voice, towering over him, beam saber poised, ready for the kill. “W-What?”

 

“What is your name...you've surprised me in a great many ways young maiden. I'll leave my mind to wander and imagine what you look like in the after life, but at least give that imagery a name.”

 

“I…I…” She scrambled to collect her wits as she stared down at the half destroyed Gundam.

 

“Forces destroyed. Prepare to move out.” Zechs appeared over her shoulder. He smiled slightly. “Leave him for now. We'll be sure to see him again, you'll have your victory eventually, but I have a feeling if we don't leave him for you to fight, you'll find the bloodbath a bore.” She nodded slowly and turned back to him.

 

“Madame Epyon…remember that name well.” She flicked the beam saber off and the heat whip retracted.

 

He nodded. “Then do this soldier a favor and remember the name Colonel Drien Schwarzhearz*”

 

 

 

* Be with You is a Sad Japanese subtitled move I saw on the plane ride to Thailand, wherein there is a man and his six year old son, whom, a year later, are still grieving the loss of the wife, Mio. She told the son, Yuji, and the son Takumi, that the next rainy season she would return, and they cling to the thought, though Takumi in his heart doesn't really believe it. On the day the rainy season starts Yuji and Takumi go off for a walk into the forest behind their house, to an old abandoned barn that Yuji claims he and Mio buried a time capsule in. He can't find it, but he does find his mother curled up in a corner. Though she has returned, Mio has no memories of Takumi and Yuji, and a portion of the story is Takumi relating to her their memories together and how they met. She excepts the memories, and falls in love with Yuji and Takumi all over again. Later when Yuji uncovers the time Capsule, they find Mio's diary in it, and she reads in it that she must go away again at the end of the rainy season…this time never to return, and sure enough she does, just after Takumi and Yuji barely make it home to see her disappear.

„Ja, zu lang! Wie gehts' es ihnen Herr Schwarzfluss?”* = Yes! To long! And how are you Mr. Schwarzfluss?”

Vayeate and Mercurius : Please keep in mind all the Gundams have been reconstructed…as well as the Vayeate and Mercurius. Seben pilots the Vayeate and Xiao Mei takes the Mercurius.

Drein : Drei is the German word for Three…I added an n on the end…cause it sounded more masculine…so bleh.

Atropyon = Antro is a prefix in Latin that means dark, and since its colors are the opposite of the Epyon I decided to make it like a dark version of the Epyon.

Schwarzhearz* = German for Black Heart