Lunar Succession

Author: ~Heartless Spirit~

Disclaimer: I don't own SM or GW. I DO own Dederi, so no stealin'!

AN: btw, I didn't put the ages...so here they are!

Heero, Duo, Quatre, and Wufei-16
Trowa-17
Inners-16
Michiru and Haruka-19
Hotaru-14
Setsuna-(appearance) 22, (actual) @_@ Like I know exactly how old
she is. Pishwah, I have no clue.
Nova and Dederi-17

(AN: YOU MIGHT WANT TO READ THE FIRST CHAPTER OF 'TSURIDERAGON NO
CHIONIKURESU' TO UNDERSTAND THIS AND THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS)

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Lunar Succession
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Chapter 5-Going Undercover at the Peacecraft Ball
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Dederi, after destroying two of Quatre's leather punching bags,
went over to the large $1 per bottle machine and inserted a 
one dollar bill into the money slot. She pressed a button and
a liter water bottle fell out. Dederi picked it up and opened the
bottle as Nova tied her hair back into place.

"Dederi-kun, how is it that you always manage to stay serious in
the most humorous of times?" Nova mused. "I mean, when everyone's
laughing you scowl so fiercely any normal person would be sent
into a mental institution."

Dederi took a large gulp of her water. "Just the way I am."

"Hmph. No wonder you like him. You act just like him."

"Shut up." Dederi retorted, glaring at her comrad. She took 
another sip of her water, then tossed it carelessly into the
plastic wastebasket.

At this moment the oak door, thought to be durable enough to
withstand the weight of five boys, crashed down with an 
extremely large "THUMP!". Dederi and Nova turned their gaze
to the fallen oak door, with five teenage boys who were, 
undoubtedly, in shock.

Dederi put her hands to her temples. [Kuso. That means they
easedropped on us.]

Nova sweatdropped. "I say we throw them into the pool while
they're in a state of shock." Dederi laughed menacingly.

"A tempting proposition, but Setsuna would have my head. That is,
if she caught me unguarded."

Nova growled.

Dederi sighed. [I'm angry too, but Nova's ready to kill.] "Fine,
fine. We'll go hold them at gunpoint."

"Arigato." Nova grumbled her thanks as she took out her two
white custom-made handguns from her back jean pockets. 

"I'll hold the three monotones, you handle the friendly ones."
Dederi said coldly as Nova tossed her two black custom-made
handguns to her. 

Dederi clicked the safety on her guns off and kneeled down next
to Wufei, Trowa, and Heero. She chuckled as she held her two
guns at Heero and Trowa's heads. Her left foot was a few 
millimeters away from crushing Wufei's neck. Heero, after a
few moments of violent shaking, blinked and cleared his 
vision.

The Perfect Soldier awoke to find himself held at gunpoint
by the girl that rivaled him for the title of 'Perfect Soldier'.
Heero groaned and attempted to reach into his pocket to 
grab his gun when Dederi shook her head. "I wouldn't do that
if I were you. I could pull the trigger, or crush Wufei's
neck."

Wufei, Trowa, Duo, and Quatre awoke from their states of shock
when they heard the death threat. Duo and Quatre awoke to
find themselves held at gunpoint by Nova, who stood right
inbetween them with the guns held right on top of their
noses. Trowa found himself having the black gun right on
top of his adam's apple while Wufei found himself having the
black leather smell of Dederi's boot on his neck. One thing was
certain: they all were now in a state of fear, except for
Heero, who just laid there, glaring at Dederi's emotionless
face.

"Y-yo, Nova..W-why are you-"

Nova's scowl deepened. "You listened in on our conversation,
braided baka. I want a sincere apology." Her grip on both
guns tightened.

"From all of you." Dederi continued. "It was an invasion of our
privacy, and if you do not apologize you will pay with your
lives."

"I apologize." Quatre said sincerely, his face showing fear.

"I apologize." Trowa stared into Dederi's dark red (near black)
eyes, giving her a chill down her spine. Dederi released the
trigger and put away her left handgun, giving Trowa some space
to get up. Quatre was let go as well.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I don't wanna die!" Duo wailed. Nova
laughed and let him go.

Nova put away her guns. "Well, my two captives apologized." She
now stood over Dederi and her two 'prisoners'.

"I refuse to apologize to weak onnas." Wufei glared fiercely.

Heero gave the famous 'Heero Yuy Death GlareTM' and sighed,
defeated. "I apologize."

"I still refuse to apologize to an onna." Wufei's scowl deepened,
although his forehead was now drenched in nervous sweat.

Dederi frowned and whispered into his ear, quiet enough for
only Wufei to hear. "Not even to me?" She grinned.

Wufei jerked nervously, then crossed his arms in defiance.
"Well I-"

"Well?" Dederi stared.

The Chinese boy groaned in defeat. [She'll crush my neck if I
don't.] "Fine, I apologize."

Dederi grinned in triumph. "Arigato, Wufei-kun." She released her
foot from his fair-skinned neck.

Wufei scowled and went off to his room.

Now, the only people that remained in the room were Duo, Heero, 
Nova, and Dederi. Nova covered her mouth to hide her happy
smile of satisfaction as Dederi walked towards the balance beam.
Heero watched as she performed hard flips and exersizes. He
also noticed that her shoulder where he shot her was in a shade
of purple and red. Heero looked at her so intently that he had
not noticed that she had now stopped and was now staring back.
Heero blinked. [What the..]

"Why are you staring at me, Yuy?" Dederi barked.

"Nothing." Heero replied.

[Why is he staring at me like that?] Dederi asked herself as she
resumed her balancing exersizes. Heero turned his back and
walked towards his locker, which was door-less. He saw the pale
blue metal that was previously the door to his locker a few
few away from him. As he looked into his locker, he heard
Duo and Nova chatting with each other, most likely flirting.

"Hey Heero-kun, you have a phone call." Haruka grumbled as she
walked into the training room. Heero walked over to the impatient
wind senshi and took the phone from her grasp. Haruka stalked
off.

Heero put his ear to the ivory-white phone, putting his other
hand into his pocket. "Who is this."

"It's Dr.J, Heero." The old, raspy voice replied.

"What is it?"

Heero heard a mechanical noise in the background. Probably his
mechanical hand stroking his gray whiskers. "You and the other
pilots have a mission. Protect Relena Peacecraft. Rommefeller
is attempting to kill her."

Heero closed his prussian eyes in disgust. "Where do we have to
be?"

"At the Peacecraft Ball, for Relena's sixteenth birthday. The
party starts at seven tonight." Heero looked at the black square
clock on the west wall of the training room. It read four o'clock.
Meanwhile, Dr.J continued. "You must go undercover, as does the
rest of the pilots."

"Mission accepted."

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The clock read six thirty-five PM in the living room. The five
boys waited impatiently for the ten girls to come downstairs
so that they could attend the ball. The five Gundam pilots wore
black tuxedos with scarlet red vests and black bowties. They
looked quite handsome.

Wufei grumbled. "I still don't understand why I have to wear
this stupid suit. This is injustice! And why do those onnas
have to come!?"

"Because, Wu-man, Dr. J told us that we had to go undercover.
And besides, if there are some assassins trying to kill Relena,
(everyone groans in disgust) those senshi can help us. Especially
Dederi and Nova." Duo said in a matter-of-fact tone, smirking
at Wufei's scowling face.

"Alright, alright. That explains the onnas coming along, but it
doesn't explain why I have to wear this tuxedo!" Wufei growled.
"I'd rather be wearing my traditional Chinese clothing."

"At least you don't have to wear a dress, Chang." A strong
feminine voice groaned behind the boys. The five boys turned
to see Dederi in a beautiful white form-fitting gown that reached
to her ankles. It was low cut and the sleeves only covered her
shoulders. Around her shoulders was a long, black, transparent 
shawl. The black shawl shimmered, as if there were actual stars
embedded into them. There was a long slit on the right side of 
the dress, reaching up to her knee. She wore white high heels 
and the final touches to her clothing were her white gloves, 
reaching up to her forearm. 

All five pilots blushed slightly. Dederi crossed her arms and
groaned. "I'd rather wear a tux than a dress. Especially if it's
white."

[She looks just fine.] Heero thought. [Beautiful actually. 
Practically gorg-] Heero shook his head. He mentally hit himself
for thinking that.

"But you look good in it, Dederi." Duo complimented.

"I look like a gold digger."

Duo scratched his head. "Well, now that you mention it-"

"Alright, that's it! I am absolutely NOT wearing a dress!"
Dederi stormed back up the stairs. The boys could hear 
female voices arguing and bickering. Suddenly, Dederi walked
back down the stairs, Nova glaring at her as she walked next to
her. 

Duo stared at Nova. [She looks like an angel.] Nova was
currently wearing a low cut white dress, reaching down to her
knees. Transparent white scarves were tied around her waist and
two ends went down the sides of her dress. The scarves also
looked like they had stars in them. She wore crystal pins in her
hair. Her hair itself was in a bun, with two thick bangs going
down the sides of her face. She had the same gloves Dederi had,
as well as the same shoes.

Dederi scowled deeply at Nova. "How did you talk me into wearing
a dress, Nova-kun? I can't believe I'm wearing this skimpy gown."

"It's because you have to, Dederi-kun. You may threaten me,
but if you refuse to wear that gown, you know what will happen."

Dederi only grumbled. [Kuso. If I disagree she'll reveal who
I am interested in. Damn this dress..DAMN human emotions.]

"Hey, you guys ready?" Makoto said as she trotted down the
stairs, her dress flailing wildly. 

"Yea! I'm ready to go!" Minako jumped excitedly.

Quatre and Wufei stared.

(I'm not going to go into details, so I'll just say what the
others wore:

Makoto-form fitting dark green Japanese-style turtleneck gown
reaching down to her ankles, emerald barrettes and gold bracelet.
Dark green high heels. Her hair is as it usually is, w/ the
barrettes.
Minako-Marigold sleeveless gown, with gold-colored silk shawl
and large orange bow in her hair. Gold/orange high heels.
Ami-Spaghetti strap blue form-fitting gown reaching down to her
ankle. Sky blue high heels. Long sky blue gloves to upper arm.
Rei-Same as Ami, but fire-red. Scarlet ribbon choker tied around
her neck.
Hotaru-dark purple leather dress, white silk long sleeves with
v-neck. Purple cuffs and purple boots similar to her senshi
outfit. A long purple bow in her hair.
Haruka-black tux with sea blue vest, black bowtie and black
leather shoes.
Michiru-Pale aquamarine form-fitting gown, sleeveless. Hair
is tied up in a long, slender white bow. White pearl earrings,
Pale aquamarine gloves, reaching to upper arm.
Setsuna-Similar to usual purple and white business suit (what she
almost always wears) except the purple skirt is longer, reaching
to her ankles. Amethyst earrings.

Wow. That was long..[ahem] Anyway, back to the fic. ^^)

Dederi looked at the other girls, who were giggling and occasionally
glanced over in the boys' direction. She hit her forehead in 
exasperation. [How the hell did I get stuck with preppies?] "Nova."
The raven-haired monotone motioned her partner to where she was. 

"What is it, Dederi?" Nova asked, trying to resist from blushing,
for Duo was apparently staring at her dreamily with his beautiful
cobalt eyes.

Dederi whispered so that Nova would be the only one to hear her.
"You brought your guns with you, right?"

"Of course. Like I would go anywhere without them." She lowered
one of her long sleeved gloves to reveal one small handgun tied to
her wrist. "Don't worry, it's small enough not to show."

"Why would I worry?" Dederi heard a slight ringing noise behind her.
It was Quatre's phone. She looked around, noticing that the pilots and
the other senshi were still talking and flirting, with the exeption of
Heero, and walked over to pick up the phone. The ivory handle was cold
in her strong grasp. She put the phone to her ear.

~Komban wa. Who is this?~ Dederi decided to be polite.

A menacing male voice was on the other line. ~Ah, Dederi. Just the 
assassin I wanted to speak to. How are you this wonderful evening?~

Dederi froze. ~Y-Youhko.~

~Yes.~ Youhko paused, then continued. ~I need you to do a job for me.~

~Why would I work for a demon like you?!~ She spat at him.

~Oh, I wouldn't talk like that if I were you. You see, when I went to
your ORIGINAL dimension, you remember, your birthplace that you left
because you were needed in the early Silver Millenium, I took a,~
he laughed,~hostage to secure my plan to secure my domination over the
universe.~

Dederi scowled. [My original birthplace? Who would he take hostage?
Would it be..no...] ~It's him, isn't it?~

~Yes. If you want to see him again, ALIVE, you will do exactly as you
are told.~

Dederi growled. ~Tell me what to do.~

Youhko menacingly laughed in triumph. ~Eliminate Relena Peacecraft, of
the Earth Sphere Alliance, princess and fake sovreign of the Earth Sphere.~

~How do I know you won't kill him when I eliminate Relena.~

~My right hand man will personally see to it that he gets returned alive
to you. He will be watching you on the second floor railings to the left,
behind one of the pillars.~

~How will you get him to me? Guards surround the whole building.~ Dederi's
anger was projected in her deep voice. Fire was burning in her raven orbs,
hate and corrosive anger clouded her judgement.

~We will be sure to deliver him to the front porch of the Winner Mansion.~
Youhko paused, the added,~Alive.~

Dederi didn't trust him one bit. [He'll pull something.] ~Mission accepted.~

The line went dead. Dederi had just made a deal with the devil himself.

She put down the phone, the ivory clicking onto the hooks of the main piece.
Dederi turned to Nova. "Are we ready to go now?"

"Yeah, but who was that, Dederi-chan? Whoever it was seemed to really
make you nervous."

"It was no one. Let's go."

Nova nodded.

When Nova and Dederi returned to the crowd of pilots and senshi, they
had paired up as undercover dates to fool the Rommefeller troops. 
Duo spoke up to explain what they were going to do. "Alrighty, here's the
thing; Minako will go with Q-man, Makoto will go with Wu-man," he ignored
the glare from the Chinese pilot, "Trowa will go with Hotaru, Hee-man will
go with Dede-chan, and I will go with the lovely lady that goes by the name,
Nova." Dederi scowled at Duo's nickname for her, took out a metal mallet,
and hit him repeatedly with it. Duo winced in pain. Nova grimaced and helped
Duo to his feet as her partner put her heavy weapon into its subspace pocket.
Wufei laughed at the crumpled form of the braided American. 

After a minor dispute about who should go with who, mostly with Wufei's
hate for women and Heero's monotone glare, everyone walked outside to 
the stretch limo and were on their way to Relena's birthday party.

(Time and Location Change: 7:15PM, Peacecraft Estate, West Ballroom)

The fifteen teenagers, with the exeption of Setsuna, orderly made their way
through the doors of the west ballroom. The walls held cascades of 
lights and plants, most of which were lilies and white roses, and in the
front of the room was a large banquet table about two to three feet above
the ground, adorned with long silk red scarves and gold buttons. In front
of the large table was a large, oak dance floor, on which most people were
waltzing on.

Yep, Relena wanted everything to be rich and fancy. Speaking of Relena,
she was sitting at the center of the elevated table, next to her brother,
Milliardo Peacecraft. Guards were everywhere.

"Wow, this place is gorgeous!" Makoto exclaimed, taking in the decorations
and the hundreds of people who were dressed in fine, exquisite clothing.

Heero, noticing Relena's advance toward them, instinctively grabbed
Dederi's shoulder and glared at her. "Relena's coming. Play along."
Dederi smirked, understanding. 

"Alright. Sounds like fun, Yuy." She smiled a mischevious smile. Heero
smirked. Yes, it will be fun.

Relena wore her royal blue gown, with fluffly white frills around the 
bottom of the dress. She wore long blue gloves and had her hair in it's
usual braided fashion. "HEEEEEEEERRROOOOOOO!!!!" Relena nearly glomped
Heero if she didn't see Dederi's hand in Heero's. She scowled fiercely.
"And who may I ask, are you?" [Who does this hussy think she is?! Holding
my Heero's hand like that!]

Dederi grinned. "Why, I'm Heero's date for this ball."

Relena froze. "You lie."

"No. Why would I lie about a thing like that?" Her grin deepened.

Relena was at a loss for words. Her Heero? Dating a black-haired gold
digger? Heero wasn't that kind of guy. Relena then stalked off,
thinking up some plan to prove Dederi wrong.

Duo, the senshi, and the rest of the pilots burst out laughing. Some
nearly started to cry from laughing to hard.

Duo's face was red as he tried to contol himself. "Oh, man! That was
the best joke I've ever seen in my entire life!"

Heero and Dederi didn't laugh, just smirked. "Well, from the way this
room was decorated, she's spoiled." Dederi remarked, trying to hide
her satisfied grin.

Quatre held out his hand to Minako. "Mina-chan, would you like to dance?"

Minako blushed. "Sure!"

Makoto grabbed Wufei's arm, causing him to jerk in suprise. "Hey, c'mon!
Let's dance!" 

Wufei sweatdropped. "Whatever."

Duo and Nova went over to the buffet table to look at the delicacies that
were contained in heated metal plates. Soon, they were eating like 
they were starving and would die if they didn't eat anything.

Trowa walked over to the raven assassin. "Would you like to dance, Dederi-
kun?" He felt awkward.

Dederi turned to face Trowa's beautiful green eyes. [Wha?] "Oh, sure."
She took his hand and he lead her to the dance floor, leaving Heero to
try and hide from Relena.

"You look very beautiful, Minako-chan." Quatre smiled warmly. Minako had
to try and not melt into his arms. 
"Arigato, Quatre-chan. You look handsome, yourself." Minako beamed.
As they waltzed on the dance floor, Quatre looked around, as did Minako.
Suddenly, Quatre's eyes grew wide. "Who would've thought."
"What?" Minako looked at Quatre. "What? Is there something wrong?"
"Huh? Oh, no. I'm just suprised Dederi is dancing with Trowa."
"What?!" Minako hurriedly scanned the floor to find Trowa and Dederi. "Whoa!
They are!" She turned her attention to Quatre once more. "What do you say we
set them up, Quatre-chan?"
"What?"
"You know, get them alone somewhere."
"No, I don't think it's a good idea."
"Quatre." Minako whined. "It'll be fun, I promise."
"Oh, alright." Quatre gave in. 

As Dederi and Trowa danced, Dederi noticed that Trowa's eyes were completely
fixated on her. As Trowa dipped Dederi (AN: the guy supports the girl with
his hand while she falls back), Dederi noticed something on the second floor
railing move. It looked like-

"Shimatta. He's here." Dederi mumbled. She moved closer to Trowa as they
began to waltz again.
Trowa was confused. "Who is?"
She stopped dancing and dropped her left glove onto the floor, making Trowa
even more confused. "Damnit. He's gonna make sure I do it. I should've known
he would."
"Who?"
Dederi wanted to tell him, but she was sworn to secrecy. She wasn't about to
let him die because she failed to assassinate one person. "I'm sorry."
She unlocked her handgun. "I can't tell you." She then looked into his
green orbs. They made her want to melt. [What is this feeling?] She shook
away her thoughts and turned her attention to Relena Peacecraft, who now
stood at the elevated banquet table in the front of the room. "Trowa, don't
stop me." She then moved away from Trowa and aimed her gun at the sovreign's
chest. [Time to get my priorities straight.]

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AN: Uh, how was it? Was it good, or bad????

Since it's Spring Break, I'll get my chapter out as soon as poossiibble. 

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