Yūki went on and performed many tasks like this several times. Her fourth mission, as told by Dr J, would be at Fort Itigi. Her task: to eliminate the deadly Taurus suits that the fort specialized in.

She arrived at the fort, a metal wonder. The walls were sturdy and high, the ground was soft, and the guard towers many. There was only one way to get in unnoticed. Yūki pulled out her rifle and began to dig by the wall with the butt. She used her hands as well, and really put her body into it. Eventually, she did make it inside.

"Wow, this place is unimaginable. I�ll have to find those Taurus right away." She dashed out into the clearing. In the far end of the base, fighting could be heard. Someone else must have been assigned to battle there too. In the field lay, row after row, of inactivated Taurus suits. Yūki ran down the rows tossing motion sensor bombs on them that had extreme power almost of dynamite. When she was done, she went to the other end of the fort.

Yūki was usually unnoticed during her attacks. She was skilled and stealthy. In this particular mission, nothing was brought to attention because the bombs wouldn�t go off by themselves. She would get them to move later�

There was a fight, of course, in the far end. What seemed to be seven, no, eight Taurus suits fighting against one other.

She winded her arm back and let the bombs fly with great force. "Take this, OZ bastards!" They attached themselves to the suit. The pilot must not have known. It moved- just an inch. The bombs ripped apart, shrapnel destroying most of the other suits. The big one took a fall, but wasn�t finished. When it began to get back up, Yūki fled in terror. It had noticed her. The beast saw its prey.

Yūki flew past the field of mobile suits. She noticed the suit wasn�t moving. It seemed to be watching her with a stone gaze. She dove into the hole, climbed out the other side, and bolted.

The suit stayed, just watching, as the Taurus suits attacked. The pilot had the heart to leave her alone�He couldn�t go after the girl, the girl who was only as old as he�and kinda cute.

School began again on Monday. Yūki, in her preppy uniform, rushed into the front doors. She was late. She ran up the stairs, through the hall, and into the large classroom. Luckily, no one had seen her besides one of Christine�s friends, who sat by her.

The teacher was giving a lecture. Christine leaned over. "You�re late. You�ll catch onto the speaking topic. But why were you late?"

Christine approached her again after school.

"Have you had any word from Heero?" she asked hopefully.

"Christine. Miss Lao, I don�t care to speak with you. I�ve been very busy lately, and I don�t stalk Heero.� Yūki had become as hard as Heero without even knowing it. Christine, having had some of the same treatment from him, ignored the insult.

"Really, I need to know. I have to talk with him for Relena."

The next attack would be at the Zanzibar Floating Base. Yūki was sleep deprived from going to and from battles all week. She wanted to rest, but she had an obligation to do as Dr J ordered.

Arriving there, she saw fighting already occurring. At least that would give her room to plant her explosives. Most of the base had been wiped out; several structures had been destroyed as well as mobile suits. All around lay dead soldiers and broken machinery.

She dashed to a building that was still intact. She tossed a few grenades inside. By now, all of the mobile suits and their pilots were bound to be dead. She had missed the action. While she was examing the grounds the blast went off.

Yūki, who had stupidly been standing too close, was hurled against a broken wall and knocked unconscious. Another blast from the battle shook the base just enough to have her knock her to the side and into the water. The blast had gained the attention of the mobile suit�s pilot who had arrived before her. The pilot opened his hatch and looked out.

He was a boy of fifteen. His brown hair was in a long braid down to his hips. He wore dark clothes and a curious expression. This was the boy who had spared Yūki a few days before.

"Hey, you OK?"

She jumped to her feet and tried to run. Hearing the click of a gun, she stopped and reluctantly raised her arms.

"I wouldn�t be leaving so soon if I were you."

The boy put his gun down to show he wouldn�t shoot. Yūki lowered her arms.

"Nothing. I saw you fall into the water. It�s OK, I�m from the Colonies."

The boy looked confused. "What on earth was that for?"

He nodded, not really understanding, but he felt better. "I�m Duo Maxwell. I�m a Gundam pilot, and they call me Shinigami. I think you attacked my Gundam last time�"

"I don�t see your Gundam."

She rolled her eyes. "I don�t have one at the time."

"Why?"

"That�s all you need to know."

"Oh great, the silent treatment. Just like that guy. Fine, don�t be glad I saved your life. Geez, am I the only sane pilot?" He seemed to be talking to himself.

"What guy?"

"Some other pilot just like you came through here. You happen to know him?"

"Just like me. Hmm. Well, this isn�t really what I�m like, but I�m on a mission. Who�s the pilot?"

"His name was Heero�er, I think."

Her eyes lit up. "Heero? Really?"

"Uh, yeah. That�s him."

"It�s good to meet you, Duo�" Yūki suddenly felt drowsy. She noticed her arm severely bleeding. She hadn�t fully recovered from passing out the time before�and another nap sounded nice�

When she awoke, she was in some old repair shop. She could hear the noises of machines outside her room. She was lying in a clean, nice bed. She sat up. "What?!"

Duo walked over; she hadn�t seen him there, leaning in the shadows.

"You should rest. Forget school, look at your arm."

She laid back down, then abruptly sat up again to Duo�s surprise. "Where�s my guns? My bombs?"

"Sheesh. Cool it, they�re right here," he said, gesturing to a chair in the corner. Her ammo laid in it.

She finally put her head back on the pillow. "I�m glad we met. I�ve been looking for the others�"

"Me too. It�s good to meet someone on Earth who�s grateful. How many pilots are there?"

"Five, including you, excluding me."

He nodded with understanding.