HAHAHAHAHA!…well, I just can’t get over what I was going to have the online conversation…funniness from Duo all the way!…but anyway, onward…and this chapter starts off weird, but the gap will be explained.  ^_^……one more thing…this chapter is a dusey…its LONG…to my standards anyway.  So grab a bag of chips and soda.  You’ll be here a while  ^_^…have fun!

 

 PS…bear with me!!!  She will learn the names in time…and…I’m so terribly sorry…I don’t feel like using their names until she learns them…and that’s about three chapters away…^_^  thanks so much!  ~Ninii   We’re up to six pages! XD

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Unleash Your Secrets

Chapter Six

‘Living Wage’

 

 

 

Jaye woke up, her vision blurry.  She felt like she had a hangover.  When her eyes focused, she saw what looked like an unfinished basement.  The door was black and rusty with paint chipping off.  There were blank concrete walls, except the wall behind her which was plastered with pictures of her at various places; at home, at the bar, shopping, the library, the skate park and tournaments.

 

She was lying on the cold concrete floor, completely scared.  Her visor, sunglasses and keys were sitting on a desk next to her laptop.

 

She sat up, then realized there was a chain on her left ankle and she wouldn’t be able to get near the desk with her stuff.  She held her knees to her chest and set her head on them.

 

The door opened a few moments later, and a blonde man entered.  He was wearing khakis, a white button up shirt, and a vest.  “Oh, you’re awake…”  He spoke kindly.

 

There was a cup on the desk and he brought it to her.  Jaye scooted away from it.

 

“It’s not poison.”  He said and smiled.  She noticed that he wouldn’t stop smiling.

 

His kind, beaming smile convinced her to take a sip.  “Mmm…it’s carbonated.  H-how did you know I like it?”  She wondered aloud.

 

“Never mind.”  Jaye quickly disregarded her question, already knowing the answer.

 

She set the cup down and scooted away again.

 

The man sighed and stood up.  He walked out of the room; nothing else to say.

 

About an hour later, Jaye started to get sleepy, out of boredom.  Her mind strayed to the strange girl’s warning that she didn’t heed. ‘She was right,’ Jaye concluded.

 

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Jaye’s left foot fell asleep, the tickling pain seared through her shin and foot.  She stood up and started shaking her foot and tapping it on the floor, the whole time having a look on her face as if she just had a sip of alum oil. (trust me! Its worse than biting into a lemon after eating something sweet! [enter picture of me killing my brother here] )

 

The blonde man entered the room again.  “That won’t get those chains off, you know…” he commented, walking toward her with a plate of food.

 

“My…foot fell…asleep!”  She still had the strange painful-smile on her face.

 

“Oh. Well, I can’t help you with that, then!”  He smiled, and set the plate on the floor.

 

On the plate was a peanut butter sandwich and some crackers.  Jaye calmed down and looked at the plate.  She sat down, like she had been before.

 

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t really have much to cook with…”  He apologized sheepishly.

 

She didn’t reply.  She pushed the plate away.  “No offense to your cooking…”

 

“I understand.  I wouldn’t trust you either if I were locked up…”  He said kindly and walked toward the door.

 

“Wait!”  She said, but he walked out of the room again.  ‘Boy…he must have a habit of not having conversations when you say wait.’

 

Jaye’s stomach growled.  “I might as well…” and she took the sandwich, which was cut into four triangles, and bit into it.

 

It was just the right amount of creamy peanut butter on fluffy white bread.  She sighed as she missed these type of sandwiches; she remembered getting them when she was younger.

 

The door opened again, this time the guy with the braid walked in.  He noticed her smile and commented, “Hey Mikey!  She likes it!”  He took off his black jacket and hung it up.

 

Jaye stopped smiling, but kept eating.

 

The guy seated himself at a chair by the desk.  He eyed her laptop, and set his gun next to it.

 

Jaye started to eat her crackers, every once in a while, sipping her water.

 

“Hungry?”  He asked.

 

She ignored him, but only grunting, “Hn.”

 

‘That sounds all too familiar…’ “I take that as a yes.”  He said, picking up her laptop case and opening it.  He took out the computer and turned it on.

 

Jaye wasn’t paying attention to him, but once she heard the familiar sound byte that welcomed her whenever she signed on her computer, she perked up.

 

“How did you know the password?”  She asked, not looking at him, but glaring at him in her mind.  She continued eating.

 

The guy mumbled to himself, but making sure she could hear his answer, said, “Leet haxor…”  (I know I know…its not spelled in L337…but get over it…he said it and to all of the ‘non-l33t speakers’…they needed to know how to pronounce it…^_^;)

 

“Hmph, yeah right…”  She retaliated.

 

The braided man ignored her comment.  “So, why did you choose the phrase, ‘We will all end in peace, or die in a war waiting for it…’ as your opening sound byte?  Isn’t that Relena Peacecraft, too?”

 

“You have been watching me for too long…don’t you know?”  She said venomously.

 

“Hm.  Yeah…but that doesn’t mean we know everything about you…” he reasoned, kicking back with his hands behind his head, feet propped up on the desk.

 

Jaye looked at him for a moment.  He had the cutest smirk, she thought.  Then the familiar voice popped in her head that always made her laugh, ‘Non hentai thoughts, non hentai thoughts, non hentai thoughts!!!…’  Jaye giggled.

 

“Hey, you’re only supposed to laugh when I do something funny…”  He grinned again.  “I didn’t think I did anything…” he said, more to himself than her.

 

Jaye laughed at the voice again…and her ‘non hentai’ thoughts.

 

“Okay…” the man said, he took his feet off the desk and let all four legs of his chair touch the floor.  “She has flipped her lid…”  ‘Braid’ walked for the door, and opened it.

 

“Hey, Trowa, watch her…”  He called someone in, and then ran down the hall yelling, “Hey!  Q-man!!  What did you put in her foood!!  I want some!”  He spoke after that, but the door was closed and his voice was muffled.

 

The other man that had pulled her into the van, was standing against the wall, supposedly with his eyes closed, as Jaye couldn’t see his face because of the large brown mass of obstructing hair that fell over almost his entire face.

 

All became quiet.  Jaye could no longer hear the others talking from outside.  Bored with everything, having stared at the room for a while, she scooted parallel to the wall and leaned her head against it.

 

About a minute went by, and the man moved a little, partly spooking Jaye.  She had forgotten that he was there at all, he was so quiet; almost as if he wasn’t breathing at all.

 

Then she remembered what ‘the braid’ had called him, ‘Trowa…’

 

“Your name is…Trowa?”  Jaye asked quietly.

 

“Huh?…oh.  Yeah…I’m Trowa.”  He replied, barely above a whisper.

 

“Nice to meet you Trowa, I’m Jaye”  She said cheerily, then muttered, “…obviously…”

 

“Hi.”  Now that he couldn’t rest his eyes, because of the conversation she was trying to start, he moved himself to the seat at the desk.

 

Trowa noticed the laptop.  Curiosity caught the better of him.  Knowing that it wasn’t Heero’s, because he had seen him using his in the other room and Heero hadn’t been to see Jaye yet, Trowa started to browse on her computer.

 

“Uh huh…”  Jaye started to growl, “Yeah, sure.  Use my computer without asking…”

 

“Fine.  May I use your computer…”  Trowa said, more as he was going to anyway, rather than requesting.

 

She didn’t’ reply, only taking leftover crackers and breaking them into pieces.

 

“You have a lot of secrets on this thing.”  He commented after a few minutes of clicking and ticking around.  “But they are well protected.”

 

“Duh.  And don’t ask me about it, I don’t remember.”  She replied shortly.

 

Trowa sat at Jaye’s computer for a while longer, when the door opened and a new face poked in.  He had black hair, tied into a little ponytail at the nape of his neck.  Jaye could see he resembled some Chinese heritage guys that she knew from work at the computer store.

 

“We have a meeting.  Come.”  The man spoke, not even taking notice that Jaye was there

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“Doesn’t some one need to watch her?”  Trowa asked quietly.

 

“That weak woman can’t break that chain, and it will be short, anyway.”  The Chinese man said.

 

“Weak!  Who are you calling weak, buddy!!” Jaye yelled angrily, her eyes flaring with annoyance.  She dumped her crackers on the floor and viciously threw her plate like a Frisbee at his head.

 

“Ahh!”  He wasn’t expecting her brutal attack and retreated out of the room with a surprised look on his face.

 

The plate hit the large black metal door and shattered on contact.

 

Outside the door ‘Braid’ walked by and saw the Chinese man jump back and heard the yell and crash.

 

“Hey, Wu-man!  Ready for the meeting?”  Duo patted him on the back and walked toward the room where the meeting was to be held.

 

“Don’t call me that, Maxwell!!”  And ‘Wu-man’ chased Maxwell down the hall.

 

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Back inside the room, Trowa was still at Jaye’s laptop.  After a few minutes, when he was done with whatever he was doing, he walked over to Jaye.

 

Surprised by him squatting next to her, Jaye looked at him.  “You know…I’m a black belt.”  She smiled innocently.

 

He didn’t reply to her comment.  “Of what I’ve read, your story is good…”  He said, standing up and walking toward the door, “But…your spelling sucks.”  He grabbed the door handle.

 

“What?!?  You read my story?”  Jaye scooped up the crackers that were on the floor and threw them at him, but they didn’t even go halfway across the small room, plus, Trowa was already gone.

 

 

 

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WOW!!  That was a long chapter, for me at least…^_^  my wrist hurts now…thanky to my wonderful joint aches…I need to go get a drink…^^;…

 

Anyway!  If you are wondering the title of the chapter is an actual word in the dictionary that I just happened to cross by when looking for weird and different names for chapters…^_^…look it up!…(I love dictionaries…they are so weird…and different…..and heart thesauruses too!) 

 

And, at this point in time…I’m currently writing the 8th chapter….that I was inspired by, from reading a number of Sailor Moon/Gundam Wing fics that I use to get character personalities down…but if a char. Seems OOC at times…don’t hurt me! ^^;  be nice…as you will see soon…Heero is acting a bit…OOC…but it will be explained in due time…same with the whole deal that is coming up in the next chapter…so wait for it!  You’ll be glad you did!  (I hope)

 

PS. Read/ Review…or…Read/Leave…do whatever ya’d like!  I don care!…but I would like to hear some reviews….seeing as I’ve only heard from my friend that I practically had to force to sign it…^_^  (I’m so going to kick her ba-hooty sometime for weird comments…)

 

Until next chapter, Ja!  Have a day.  ~Ninii.