Chapter 2
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"ughhh…" Where am I?
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Quatre shifted in his seat as he heard the unconscious girl groan in pain. He uncrossed his arms and watched as she slowly sat up in the bed, grimacing and holding her side.
"I see your finally awake Miss." He stated making his presence known.
The girl painfully opened her eyes and scanned the room. When her eyes started to come into focus, she found the source of the voice.
Her eyes widened as she saw who he was. He was sitting at the foot of the bed she was in, an intense yet concerned look on his face. He was wearing a very business like suit. He had blond hair that was a bit wild with long bangs, bringing out his deep blue eyes.
She swallowed the nervous lump in her throat as she felt her cheeks getting hot. She regained her composure and ignored him as she sat up and made the move to get off the bed.
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Quatre watched as she was obviously in a great deal of pain. He watched as her vision shifted and she looked at him, her eyes wide and a developing blush on her face.
She must be embarrassed for being here… Quatre absentmindedly thought.
He quickly got up to move to her side of the bed as he saw her getting up.
"What are you doing, Miss? You're not well enough to be going anywhere." he stated standing over her.
The girl scowled and stood up, to be at his same level, but she was of course shorter then Quatre and looked very much petite next to Quatre's larger manly frame.
"Who are you and what do you want?!" she demanded stubbornly.
Quatre smirked. "Shouldn't I be asking you that question, miss?"
The girl curled her lip up and gave him a confused look. "What are you talking about? Where am I?!"
"You mean you don't remember?" he asked honestly.
The girl frowned and pushed her way past Quatre, but stopped short as the pain in her side took it's full affect.
Quatre grabbed her arm softly and led her back to the bed.
"You've been unconscious miss, for about 5 hours already. You wandered into my office building badly beaten. When you fell unconscious, I took you to my place. When I find out the story, I'll have the proper authority's come and pick you up, Miss." Quatre stated gently setting the girl back on the bed.
At the mention of 'proper authority's' the girl froze a bit.
She glanced up at Quatre. "Who are you?"
"My name is Quatre Raberba Winner." He stated proudly.
The girl gasped.
'He's a former Gundam Pilot… oh no, Nina… what have you gotten yourself into this time. Now there really are gonna come and get you.'
"Tell me, what happened to you miss?"
"I have a name you know, stop calling me Miss…"
Quatre quirked an eyebrow at her. Oddly, he found this strange girl interesting in a way.
"Yes I know. I apologize if I offended you in anyway, Mrs. Nina Kenvelty." Quatre said apologetically.
The girl frowned and looked away from Quatre hiding her smile.
"How'd you know my name?" she asked.
"You said it before you passed out." Quatre stated. "Tell me what happened Mrs. Nina. Maybe I can help you…" Quatre said.
The girl looked down at the bed sheets her eyes watery. She gripped the sheets as the memories starting coming back to her, full force.
"Are you ok?" Quatre asked trying to look at the girl's face, but her hair that was draped over her shoulders, was covering her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to impose on you Mr. Winner. I didn't mean to wander into your office building… but I was just in trouble and I saw your building lights on and…"
"It's ok, I understand…," Quatre said interrupting. "Who did this to you?"
'Should I say… should I tell him what happened… should I tell him who I am? I mean he is a Gundam Pilot maybe he can help…?' Nina thought as she looked up at Quatre questionably. 'No…'
"I'm leaving. It's none of your concern. Thank you for your kindness but I must go." The girl stated getting up. She winced as pain racked her body once again, but she vainly tried to ignore it and walk away from Quatre.
"No! You're too injured to go anywhere, Miss!" Quatre protested running after the girl.
The girl stopped and looked at Quatre. She had to admit she was in too much pain and those people were probably waiting for her. Her best bet was to stay here…
Quatre watched as the girl slowly nodded her head and took this as an invite to escort her back to the room.
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"Quatre! What are you doing?!" Kira scolded as she saw Quatre slowly closing the door behind him.
Quatre jumped at the sudden out burst.
"Get rid of her Quatre! You don't know who she is!" Kira hissed.
Quatre frowned and walked past Kira heading downstairs to the kitchen.
"Calm down Kira. She needs help."
Kira followed Quatre as he entered his kitchen and calmly poured himself a glass of water.
"So! Make her leave! Get the police to help her! You can't have a strange girl wandering into your office building and then bring her to your home! You don't know who she is!" Kira half scolded.
Quatre frowned and placed his cup in the dishwasher. He then jumped up on the counter, sitting down on top of it.
"Kira, if I'm willing to help her, then that's my problem not yours! I know I should not take a strange girl into my home, but she seems interesting…" Quatre inquired.
Kira half-frowned and half smirked. "So you're helping her out because you find her interesting?"
Quatre blushed at her tone of voice. "No… uh forget what I said. She's beaten up and it would be cruel of me to throw her out." Quatre stated jumping off the counter.
"Now Mrs. Cordia if you don't mind, your shift is over… it's been over for 3 hours now, so please leave my home and go to your home to rest." Quatre said walking Kira to the door.
"Alright Quatre, but heed my warning. Watch her… your too trusting…" Kira muttered as she walked out the door.
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Quatre locked the door behind Kira and turned around. He looked around his place. It was a small yet convent house. He did have enough money to buy any house he had wanted but he wanted something small and simple.
Quatre walked down the two steps from the door and turned the corner heading up stairs to take a shower and check on his new guest.
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"Sir, the Princess is gone." A man stated running into the directors office frantically.
The man at the head of the table stood up and banged his fist on the long table.
"What do you mean the Princess is gone! I told you to capture her and bring her back to me!" he stated angrily.
"I know your majesty, but your daughter is not easy to track down and kill." The man at the door way stated.
The king growled at his Soldier and walked from his place at the table to the door way, towards the Soldier.
"I told you to bring her back here alive…" the King growled.
The Soldier swallowed the nervous lump in his throat. "Uh, sir… we did the orders as they were told to us. You told us to bring the Princess back here dead or alive. She put up quite a fight when we found her. She killed many of the Soldiers and she was able to escape us." The Soldier stated.
The King growled furiously, but calmed down. "I see… well that's Nina for you. How badly did you get her? You better pray you didn't kill here!" the King stated.
"No Sir. We assume she's alive, but…" the Soldier said his voice shaky.
"But what!" the King screamed.
"But, we think she ran into an office building…" the Soldier stated.
"So!"
"It belongs to Quatre Winner. The Heir to the Winner family fortune…" The Soldier began.
"…a former Gundam Pilot!" the King shouted, finishing the sentence for the Soldier.
"That little brat! I want you to go back to that colony, find my daughter, and have her bought back to me. And if necessary kill the Gundam Pilot and take his Gundam." The king stated.
The Soldier froze. "No offense your majesty, but what your asking of us is impossible. We don't even know if he still posses his Gundam!" the Soldier stated.
The king quickly bought his hand up and slapped the Soldier fiercely sending him crashing to the ground. "You do as I order you! Get my daughter back to me now!"
The Soldier scrambled to his feet trying to wipe at the blood dripping down his chin, and ran out of the room.
To Be Continued…