Disclaimer: I
don’t own Gundam wing or any of the characters…but I do own Renée, Trent,
Melody, General Lee, Calvin, Jacob, and all the other people that aren’t the
original GW characters (you know what I mean).
Lady Minya
Renée sighed as she sat on the
bench…looking out into the clear blue sky.
“Great…My break ends in thirty minutes.
Same shit everyday. Get up, go to work, break, go back to work, curse
out another customer, then I go home.”
She put her left leg over her right, her left
elbow on her knee, and rested her chin into her hand. Four eight-year-olds ran by chasing a little puppy. “Hey he has my doll. Let go!” one of the little girls
shouted…followed by boys her age…all in laughter. Renée smiled.
‘That’s just so cute’, she thought to herself. Lost in thought, she didn’t notice one of
them come towards her.
“Hey Ash,” Melody said cheerfully.
Still in a daze, Renée slowly turned her head towards the voice, all
knowing too well whom it was. ‘Only
Melody would shorten my middle name.’ “Ash!” Melody shouted, this
time waving her hands in front of Renee’s face. She blinked hers eyes and gave the girl her full attention.
“And how may I help
you, Melody,” Renée asked.
“Can you take me to the circus later? My mother won’t be home until tomorrow
morning and my dad went to one of the colonies.” Renée looked at Melody as if she were crazy.
“Where’s you’re brother? He’s old enough to take you,” she
replied. “Well, it depends on which one
you’re talkin’ about, Ash. Jake, or
Trent.” Renée looked at Melody
questioningly.
“Well obviously
Jake. Why would I recommend Trent?”
Melody placed her
hands on the bench and looked at her friend with a playful smile. “’Cause he’s in lov-… I mean ‘cause you like
him. That’s why.”
Renée raised an
eyebrow. ”What were you about to say,
Mel? “ Melody giggled slightly and
leaned on her right shoulder. “I
promise to tell you if you only promise to take me later?” Renée gave it a thought. ‘Now
that she mentioned Trent…’
“Ummm…no. Sorry kiddo. Go and ask your big bro, since you brought him up. I’m sure he’d enjoy spending time with his
little sister,” Renée replied. Melody
grabbed her right shoulder and tugged.
“Noo! I want you to take
me. Besides, Trent is on duty or
something with his stupid Preventers job.
He never has time for me.”
That, Renée
knew. ‘He never has time for anybody.
Hell, he doesn’t even have time for a descent relationship.’ Memories of his past
relationship with a roommate came into mind.
Whenever he’d call their dorm and tell her that he’d take her to the
movies in two hours, Desaunya would be so excited. But then two hours would come and go. He would call in and say that he was called in for something
important. She’d go nuts. Every-now-and-then, Desaunya wouldn’t
mind…she understood. But, it got
annoying. And when it came to quality
time…always kicking Renée out, it wouldn’t be enough or they’d be
interrupted. When she finally gave up,
he was finally given a smaller job…paperwork.
And the break-up broke his heart.
‘Damn Trent, how could you pass up cinnamon
for paper?’ She
also remembered when she ran into him and Melody at the fair. Mel told her everything while Trent just
looked away. ‘Gee Trent. Desaunya is a rare gem…you said so
yourself. But you just left it to fall
overboard and sink to the bottom of the ocean, and decided to save the
merchandise. What can paper do that she
can’t?” She remembered how Trent turned
and looked at her, with such sadness and pain.
His beautiful hazel eyes and dark brown hair that would normally be in
ponytail…but was let loose. And as the
breeze blew, it would gently move, as if it wanted to fly away. ‘Damn he’s gorgeous. His eyes, his...caramel skin tone…Mm…tasty. And his body…whoa, I could go on for hours…’ “Paper can’t give me what
she gave me. She was…” He never
finished.
“Ash! You’re not
answering me!” “Please! I want you to
take me. Jake might go with his friends
and they always bother me...besides, I can’t seem to find him anywhere. And I really don’t care. So I was thinking maybe you could take me
since you never bring anybody along.”
Renée sighed and looked at Melody.
“He’s your brother and you don’t care where he is? He’s fourteen years old, and that’s not
good. I’ll take you, but I need to know
where he is first.” “He’s probably at
one of his friends house…but he hasn’t been home since two days ago.”
Renée began to get
a little worried. ‘That’s strange. As much as she bugs them, he wouldn’t run off like
that…especially if their mom and pops were on duty. Hmm, something’s not right.’ “If he’s not around, then who stays at home
with you?” “I ‘m there with
Desaunya. She decided to stay with me
since everybody’s out.”
“Why is that?” “It looks like she wants to talk to my
brother about something. But she
wouldn’t tell me. And I don’t want her
to take me to the circus.”
‘Sounds reasonable.’ “Fine. I’ll take you tomorrow around 2:00, okay?”
“Yay! Thank you a whole bunch Rena.” Melody gave her a big hug and a kiss on the
cheek. “ I’m gonna go and tell her
right now.” Renée sat straight up and
looked at Melody a bit surprised. “But
what about your friends? I’m sure you
could tell her later?” “Yeah, but I don’t wanna chase a dog around for a doll
that’s not even mine.” Renée
sighed. “Alrighty then… be careful,
Mel. I’ll call later.”
“I will Ash.
See ya!” Melody gave a little
wave and ran off.
Renée sat back on
the bench and rested her arms on the top of it. ‘The circus
here on earth. Wow. This will be
amazing. Maybe I’ll even get to finally
see Trowa Barton. Hooray.’ She took a deep breath and
closed her eyes.
“Maybe we should go
inside of the café and talk about this, Duo.
I don’t think it’s a good idea to sit out here and talk in such an open
and public place,” Quatre said as he stood up.
Renée’s eyes flew open and she sat up straight. ‘Quatre and…Duo? Here on
earth? But why?’ She looked around, looking
for the direction of their voices and realized that they were two benches to
the left of her. ‘Hn. None of my business. Knowing them, it’s probably something big.’ She shook her head and got up
to walk across the street, back to her job…The Cherry Oak Café.
“Hey Renée…you’re
two minutes late,” her co-worker stated as she took her position behind the
register. “Two minutes, and you’re
complaining. You’re lucky it wasn’t
fifteen minutes like the last time.”
She grabbed the apron that was behind her and put it on as if she were
sick and tired of the job. Damien then
walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Yeah well don’t do it on my
break time. Do it on someone
else’s.” She turned towards him and
gave him a mischievous look. “Oh but
you’re break is right after mine and you’re the only person I’m able to do it
to.” “Don’t look at me that way, Ashley (stressing the name). It’s annoying and…” “And it turns you on. And again, you complain about me being two
minutes late while you’re wasting two more minutes of your precious break
chatting with me. You could’ve been out
the door, enjoying you’re break. So
don’t complain when I take extra time, tomorrow.”
Standing behind
her, Damien grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. “You do that and you’ll be sorry,” he
whispered into her ear, sending shivers up and down her spine. “You’re nothing but all talk and no action,
Damien,” she replied. She walked out of
his grasp and started towards the nearest empty register. “Whatever you say, Ashley.” “And ‘Renée’
is my given name. I’d like for you to
get used to it… and stop calling me by my middle name, you horny duck.”
Quatre and Duo
walked into the café and took a booth to the far left of the café shop, near a
window. “Really Quatre. Did you have to pick such a fancy café to
sit and talk? There’s always your local
donut shop,” Duo remarked. “Yes
Duo. Besides, there’s hardly anybody
here than at your local donut shop,”
he answered sarcastically.
“But just look
around. I mean it looks more like an
expensive business building than a café shop to me.” “Whatever Duo. Now
look. We need to know who has the codes
before General Lee Mao-Chung does. If
he gets his hands on them, then the earth and outer space will be put into
chaos.” “Yeah, I know what you
mean. But what does Relena have to do
with it?” “Well, he plans on being in
control of both the earth and outer space.
So he wants her to step down from her position…or more like hand it over
to him. But if she refuses or if we
interfere, then that’s where the codes come in.”
Duo folded his
hands and placed them onto the cherry-oak table. Quatre pulled out his laptop and turned it on. “Right now, all we have is the entry codes
into only three of the six facilities that he has. And so far, we have no idea on what’s in either one of them,”
Quatre said as he looked over the top of his computer. He noticed that Duo was looking around at
his surroundings. Behind both of them,
on top of the booth, were small curtains, for their privacy. Along the sidewalls of the café, there were
booths all the same, dark green booths, with cherry-oak tables. And small green and burgundy curtains on top
of the booths just above their heads.
Business type. In the middle
were round tables each with five chairs.
And along the counter were single chairs. All cherry oak, just like everything else. ‘So that’s where the name came from?’
“Well I do guess
this is a bit fancy, but it’s definitely better than your local donut shop,”
Quatre replied. “Sure, whatever.”
“Hey Renée, I want
you to take Jan’s place and be a waitress for the rest of the day,” Montavious,
her boss said coming in from the office, which was towards the back of the
café. She rolled her eyes and walked
away from the counter. “Sure thing,
boss,” was her reply.
“Great, now you can
go over there and serve those two gorgeous guys while I go and sit at the
counter and relax,” Jan replied as
they swapped aprons. “Ha, very
funny.”
“Oh and you have to
get the order from that couple over there as well.” Jan pointed out two people sitting in the booth exactly opposite
the two guys Jan pointed out earlier.
“Great. Now I have to do cross-country.”
There was much more
service at the register than taking ‘sit-in’ orders. She decided to walk over to the couple and take their order.
“Hello. My name is Renée and I’ll be you’re waitress
for today. May I please take your
order?” The blonde women looked up at
her and smiled.
“Oh we’d both like
today’s special, one with no turkey, two medium collotta’s, and two glazed
donuts.” Renée wrote it down and read
back their order. “Okay so that’s two
California-style sandwiches, one with no turkey, two medium coolatta’s and two
glazed donut’s.” “Yes,” they both
replied. “Okay. I will be back shortly.” She turned and headed towards the
kitchen.
“Randy, you have an
order…and take your time.”
Randy shook his
head at the dark brown-hair girl on the other side of the counter. “No
problem,” Randy replied as he smiled at his friend from his side of the
counter.
“Hey Duo, you
hungry,” Quatre asked. “Yeah. Let’s take a small break and get a
bite. I’m starving.”
“Do we go up and
order or do we wait for a waitress,” Quatre asked unknowingly.
“Well you’re the
one who picked the place, so I‘m surprised that you don’t know.” As Quatre was about to get up, Renée walked
out from the kitchen. Duo sat up
straight and stared. She wore khaki
pants that fit around the top and was slightly baggy from the thighs down, with
a deep orange T-shirt. She had hair
that came just above the middle of her back and it was layered. Her sneakers were a light shade of gray and
had a slight touch of orange to the sides.
The right side of her hair was placed neatly behind her ear and her
bangs came just above the middle of her eyes, which are light brown. Her outfit went well with her skin
complexion: caramel.
“Excuse me miss,”
Quatre called out. Renée turned her
attention towards the voice that was calling her. When she turned her head to her left she saw who it was. ‘Oh my god. It’s Quatre and
Duo. What the hell are they doing here
in such a place like this?’ She
walked over towards them and gave them a smile. “How can I help you?”
“Umm, I’d like a
glass of orange juice and two apple croissants,” Quatre replied. “And you,” she said turning towards
Duo. “Let’s see, how ‘bout a hero
sandwich and a coke,” he replied. Renée
looked at him and gave him a little smile.
“Oh sure, if you were at your nearest bodega, but you’re not. But you can have today’s special if you
like.”
Duo gave her a cute
smirk. “And what’s that?” “A
California-style sandwich which has turkey, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes,
hallipiño peppers, mayo, and shredded carrots.”
“Sounds good. I’ll take it, with a glass of water on the
side, along with the coke,” Duo replied.
“Sure. No problem. Oh and by the
way, my name is Renée and I’ll be your waitress for today.” She turned around walked towards the
kitchen, again.
“She’s beautiful,”
Quatre replied, as they watched her disappear into the kitchen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile:
At Colony CX-083549; L-3~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
”General Lee, we
have confirmation of only one person knowing what you need,” Colonel Blaine
replied from the General’s office door.
The General slowly turned from the window he was looking out of and gave
his full attention to a young man with honey blonde hair and green eyes...with
a very built figure. One of his
best. The colonel straightened his
position and continued. “Her name is
Alaya Dean-Brown. She’s married with
three children, and is currently in outer space on official business,
sir.” Lee cocked an eyebrow.
“What kind of
business, Colonel?”
“She’s a preventer,
sir.” Looking very interested,
the General walked
over to his desk and took a seat.
Resting his elbows
on his desk, he folded his hands and rested his chin on them.
“A preventer,
colonel?” “Yes sir.” “So you’re telling me that a preventer knows
the access and abort codes to those missiles?”
Colonel Blaine swallowed hard before answering. “Yes, sir.”
He knew that the
general didn’t like the fact that they had what he wanted and that he didn’t
like sloppy jobs. The general sat back
in his chair and rested his chin in his right hand, looking as if he were
thinking about something very deeply.
“Well colonel, we can have her give me a call and be so kind to tell me,
or we can be…very creative.”
“General?”
“What is her
current assignment, colonel?”
“Right now, she’s
inspecting the areas between colony cluster L3 and four, sir.” The general looked a bit agitated. “If she gets anywhere near the lunar base, I
will have your head posted outside of my office, colonel.”
“General, she has
another working as a preventer. He’s
twenty-two years old. His name is Trent
Dean-Brown and he is currently heading back to earth. Their middle son is suspected to be on board with her.”
The General thought
about this. ‘I don’t like using children as a target…or as
bait. Cowardly. Hm…what is that boy doing out here with
her? That could be a problem?’
“Colonel, see if
you could contact her as soon as possible.”
“Sir.”
The colonel
saluted, and walked out of the general’s office.
“So we have a
preventer involved already. Mr. Brown,
a preveneter? Now couldn’t you find
someone else’s life to waste?”
The general smiled
and turned his chair to face the window that was behind him. “If she dies, at least we still have the
girl. Trent, we’ll deal with along with
the rest if they interfere. And as for
her middle child, we’ll have to see what he knows.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~On
Earth~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Renée walked out of
the kitchen with the couple’s orders.
“All you have to do
is pay up front.”
“Thank you very much, young lady,” the man said. She gave them a smile and walked towards the
counter.
“Jan, I need to
talk to you.” Jan gave her customer
their change and turned annoyingly to Renée.
“What now Rey?”
‘Rey?
Where’d she come up with that one?’
“I know those two
over there,” she replied, pointing over at Quatre and Duo.
“And your
point?”
“It’s not like how
everybody else knows them as ‘the gundam pilots’, but I know a little
more.”
Jan looked at her
suspiciously. “A little more like
what?” Renée glared at her. “Not like that stupid! More like their past. Things that they haven’t told anyone else or
things that they don’t know about themselves…things they should know about
themselves.”
“Well miss ‘Eye
Spy’, if you want to get involved with the Almighty 5, then go and tell them
whatever it is they need to know.”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll go over there and tell them what their
parents never told them and then they’d thank me gladly for letting them
know. Oh, no. They’ll look at me as if I were crazy then ask me where I got
that kind of information, and then they’d…”
“Okay then the
truth, or don’t say anything at all.”
Jan placed a hand on her friend’s shoulder and sighed.
“It seems to me
like you know a lot, and whatever it is could possibly get you into trouble. Or how ‘bout you don’t tell them at all,
hmm?” Renée looked at the cherry-oak
counter. ‘What the hell am I going
to do?’
“Look girlfriend, I have five customers, so
scat.” Renée smiled at her friend and
walked towards the table to where the couples were seated. “Oooo, money. They left me a twenty-dollar tip? That’s a new one.”
Renée smiled and
put the money in her pocket and began to clean the table, when her other two
customers were calling to her.
“Hey, Renée. How long does it take to make one lousy
sandwich,” Duo said looking a bit annoyed.
His stomach was growling and it was driving both him and Quatre
crazy. Renée stopped what she was
doing, threw the rag onto the table and turned around with an attitude.
“David, come clean
this table please, while I go and have a friendly chat with another
customer.” Jan looked up from making a
cappuccino, David dropped the dish tray on the floor, causing a loud crash,
drawing attention, and Randy came out of the kitchen. Quatre looked around at what was going on.
“Um, Duo…what just
happened here?” Duo looked at Jan, then
David, then Randy. Then he turned his
attention to an agitated looking Renée.
“Hey look, if I called out to you in a wrong way, I’m sorry, but…” “Sorry?
You’re sorry, Duo? Is that all
you have to say. Sorry. First you ask for a bodega sandwich, then
you wanna rush me? Let me tell you how
this works. You call waitress, waitress
takes order. Waitress delivers
order. Waitress waits for order to
finish. We also deliver orders that are
called in. Most of which were ordered
before yours. If Quatre here can wait patiently, why can’t
you?”
She placed her
hands on the table and gave Duo an icy stare.
“Well I’m sorry for
rushing you, if that’s what call it.
But you don’t have to respond with an attitude…” Renée clenched her
fists and took a deep breath. ‘I admit I have an attitude…because I’m always
stuck with Melody, not that I don’t mind…but I have no time to myself. School’s out for the summer and I need a vacation!’
Seeing this Randy
decided to intervene.
“Hey Rey, I’ll put
the phone orders aside and do theirs right away, okay?” Renée glared at Duo then softened her
look. She looked down at the floor and
tried her best to give a smile.
“Uh-oh, she’s gonna
blow,” David said aloud.
Renée gave-in and
smiled at his remark. She looked and
placed a hand on Duo’s head and smiled.
“Getting friendly
Rey?” Jan called from behind the counter.
She bent down to
Duo’s ear level and whispered into his ear.
“Next time I’ll cut
your braid off, Maxwell.”
He turned and
looked at her suspiciously.
“How did you know
my last name?” He asked.
She gave him a
mischievous smile and leaned closer.
“That’s for me to
know, and for you to find out.”
When she stood to
walk away, she noticed how everyone was still watching.
“All right, get to
work everyone. Nothing happened. No yelling…I’m okay,” Renée said as she
walked towards Randy.
“Get their food so
I can rest a bit, hn?”
“Sure, no problem,”
he replied with a smile.
“How’d she know our
name Duo?”
Duo had a serious
look on his face.
“I don’t know, but
I’m bound to find out as soon as she comes back.”
Quatre gave it some
thought. “What if she just knows us
because of who we are?”
Duo looked at him
with a weird look on his face. “Nah- I
don’t know. There’s something about the
way she said it…and her body language that gets me suspicious; like she knows
something.”
Quatre gave him a smile.
“You’ve only been
here for forty-five minutes and already Duo…She’s getting to you isn’t
she?”
“Huh, me? No way.
What’s a little argument got to do with anything.”
‘Well, maybe a little. But we have no time for that.’
Duo smiled to
himself and looked down at the table.
“Don’t fall too
hard buddy. We’ve got work to do,”
Quatre said in a serious tone.
“Yeah…right.”