Angel's Sanctuary
"Kyohei?" Meg asked sweetly, the slightly taller reddish brown haired
woman leaning against the door to the trailer's galley.
"Yes?" Kyohei smiled his greeting, casually flipping the vegetables that
he was frying in a wok. The young chef had a real talent for cooking,
and despite Meg's initial reservations he had begun to fit in with this
group.
'And you love his cooking,' Meg had to admit, the scent of lunch cooking
nearly making the busty girl's mouth water. "I was wondering if you
could do me a favor?" she asked, nervously tugging at the string of her
cowboy hat.
"What is it?" Kyohei asked her warily, the young man having learned a
bit of caution. He'd had some interesting experiences since Sei had
hired him to be their cook, and wasn't going to automatially agree to
helping out with something unless he knew what it was.
"Nothing too bad," Meg quickly reassured him then she asked, "could you
make me up a special dinner for two?"
Casually Kyohei stirred another pan, even as he looked over at Meg
curiously. "Do you have a date, then?" he asked.
Meg gave him a look that instantly made him wilt. "No, not a date," she
said frostily, "it's a thank you dinner for Jo."
"Ah, Jo-san," Kyohei's voice had a surprising degree of respect in it.
Meg was a bit surprised at first, but on thinking about it, the respect
was understandable. When Meg had been kidnapped by a rampaging mecha Jo
had basically dragged Kyohei along, the two sharing a rough adventure
out in the bad part of town. 'Not to mention Jo saving him and me from
that bird-thing,' she added mentally.
"I'd be glad to help," Kohei reassured her with a smile. Taking a pan
off the heat he asked, "What time did you want me to serve dinner?"
Meg hesitated then smiled wryly. "Hold that thought," she turned to walk
over to the hatch, "I'd better check with Jo, first."
Just then Amy came out of her computer room, rubbing at her eyes.
"Kyohei, when is lunch going to be ready?" she asked as Meg moved off.
"Few minutes," Kyohei reassured her, mixing food swiftly.
Meg opened up the side hatch and stepped out to the side of the massive
trailer that served as both their home and headquarters, shielding her
eyes from the bright sunlight. She grasped the rungs up the side and
began to quietly climb, listening with wry amusement to the sounds
coming from Jo's portable TV.
"Noo!" the male voice cried, "The zombies are coming!" Bamb! Bamb!
"Bullets are no use!" another cried frantically.
'I can't believe that she likes watching stuff like that,' Meg thought
to herself wryly as she reached the top of the trailer.
"Meg," Jo said quietly, her eyes still fixed on the screen.
'How did she know it was me?' Meg wondered. It was't like she had made
any loud noise or anything else to announce her coming. "Are you coming
down for lunch?" she asked.
"I'm not hungry," Jo answered softly.
Meg walked closer, looking at the woman casually sitting on the warm
roof. Jo's white hair was short, her bangs falling down into
redish-brown eyes and a nearly expressionless face. She was slim, black
T-shirt hugging small breasts, her long legs wrapped in red chaps.
"You need to eat, you know," Meg chided and Jo shrugged slightly.
Meg fought back a smile, wondering at the two sides of Jo. On one hand
was the quiet Jo, a woman content to just be left alone, watching her TV
and occassionally snacking. On the other was Jo the warrior, a fierce,
capable woman who never gave up a fight and would do whatever it took to
win.
With a sigh Meg settled down on the roof beside Jo and the other woman
shifted a bit, giving Meg a shy little smile. "Do you wat me to change
it?" Jo offered Meg quietly, reaching out tentatrively to the disk
player.
"It's all right," Meg said with a smile. She watched the zombies rampage
for a bit then softly asked Jo, "Are you doing something tonight?"
Jo watched the screen, her eyes seemingly hypnotized by the images.
"No," she answered, a flicker of a glance going to Meg.
"If you're going to skip lunch you should at least have dinner," Meg
fiddled nervously with her own pair of chaps that matched her orange
mini.
"I suppose," Jo said, her glance falling a little longer on Meg's face.
'Ah, progress,' Meg thought. She took a breath for courage and asked,
"Would you like to have dinner with me?"
A blush colored Jo's cheeks, but her voice had a bit more warmth to it.
"I'd like that," she answered softly, meeting Meg's eyes a moment.
Suddenly filled with new energy Meg bounced to her feet, a smile tugging
at her lips. "Seven o'clock good?" she asked and Jo nodded silently.
"Good," Meg strode over to the laddr, "Kyohei is cooking, so it should
be great."
"Good," Jo said, watching with veiled amusement as Meg quickly hopped
down the rungs to the enterance of the trailer.
"Kyohei," Meg called out as she entered the trailer, rushing over to the
kitchen to tell him, "it's on at seven o'clock!"
"No problem," Kyohei agreed cheerfully, "then I'll come by again around
six to prepare your meal, all right?"
"Thanks again," Meg beamed. She was still smiling at she walked through
the central room, noticing Sei sitting on one of the couches reading.
"What has you so cheerful?" Sei asked quietly, the black haired asian
woman looking up at her with a gentle smile.
A little more cautiously Meg said, "I'm having dinner with Jo tonight."
Sei just nodded, her eyes still on the file she was reviewing. "Then I
hope you two have a good time," she said.
"Thanks," Meg said as she hurried by.
A moment later Sei rose, walking over to the computer room. Amy was
surfing the internet again even as she happily munched on a plate of
Kyohei's cookies. "Amy," Sei said simply as she smiled at the younger
girl, "we're going out for dinner tonight."
"Really?" Amy brightened then she frowned and asked, "But I thought that
Kyohei was cooking us dinner?"
Sei gave her a calm look, "He's cooking up something for Jo asnd Meg,
tonight."
"Eh?" Amy looked up at her in confusion then a light dawned for the
little girl, "Oh!"
Sei chuckled softly, "We'll be going before seven."
A few hours later Meg adjusted her red dress, debatig if she should get
changed one more time. Her bed was covered with clothes, outfits of
various styles and colors. Finally she had settled on the one she was
wearing, a low cut and short dress that she found comfortable.
There was a soft tapping on the door and Kyohei said, "Dinner's ready,
I've covered the pots on the stove. I'll see you later."
"Thanks," Meg smiled as she slipped her dress shoes on. She heard him
leave as she stepped out into the hall, walking into the kitchen and saw
how finely the table had been set. There were even candles waitig to be
lit for the final romanic touch. 'Who knew Kyohei was that much of a
romantic?' she thought with a smile.
"Meg?" Jo said softly.
Turning Meg caught sight of her and felt her breath catch in her throat.
It was rare for Jo to be in a dress, but the little black number she
wore looked lovely. Her pale skin glowed against the velvet blackness
and her nervousness made her look even more adorable.
"Jo," she smiled then Meg waved her to the table, "dinner's ready."
Jo put a hand on Meg's arm to stop her and met her eyes. "Why?" she
asked softly.
"Because I want to have dinner with you," Meg said honestly. She smiled
slightly, "And I wanted to say thank you, too."
"You don't have to do that," Jo said softly, "I wanted to help you."
"And I want to do this for you," Meg said softly then dared to say, "for
my very dear friend."
Jo stiffened a moment, then she gazed into Meg's eyes searchingly.
"Thank you," she said, and her lips rose into one of her rare smiles.
Looking at that expression of simple pleasure Meg knew that no matter
what else happened tonight, she would be content. "Let's go eat," she
said, tugging Jo forward gently.
End.
A short little Meg and Jo piece, based on the first few episodes iof
Burst Angel. I'm not so sure Jo is quite as silent and emotionless as
I'm making her here, but consider it artistic licence...
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