Macross Fan Fiction ❯ Iron Curtain ❯ Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Shinto Red 
Anime/Manga: Macross Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.14.2004 | Pages: 5 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 370 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Macross Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.14.2004 | Pages: 5 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 370 | Status: Completed
This is my first SDF Macross fic. Constructive criticism welcomed.
I have a fire extinguisher for the flames. Backround info:
Character name (Japanese/English) and beginning age at start
of the series.
Hikaru Ichijyo = Rick Hunter (16)
Misa Hayase = Lisa Hayes (19)
Maximillian Jenius = Maximillian Sterling (16)
Hayao Kakizaki = Ben Dixon (17)
Claudia La Salle = Claudia Grant (24 )
Bruno J. Global = Henry Gloval (46)
Linn Minmei (Lynn Minmay) = Lynn Minmei (15)
Linn Kaifun (Lynn Kaifunn) = Lynn Kyle
Roy Focker = Roy Fokker (29)
Vanessa Laird = Vanessa Leeds (21)
Kim Kabirov = Kim Young (18)
Shammy Milliome = Sammie Porter (18)
Milia Fallyna Jenius = Miriya Sterling (15)
( Info from Macross Compendium site. )
Considering the fic takes place after the Mar's base episode which
is after Minmei's birthday, some of the characters may be a year
older.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: I don't own SDF Macross, Robotech,
" We are the Champions" (Queen), etc.
Iron Curtain
by Shinto Red
“Thompson has the ball... Passes to Hernandez... Oh
my! He made it past two opposing players!"
Swirling clouds of smoke abruptly floated in place as all eyes
turned to the small glowing screen. Their source slowly burning
between fingers.
“He’s almost there!”
Low chanting containing prayer and curses filled the air.
Newspapers and magazines were slowly being crushed with each passing
second. Billiard sticks were snapping. Sweat dripped down on several
frowning lips. The groans of defeat started filling the air, only to be
drowned out by the hooting, hollering and whistling of the victors.
" GOOOOOAAALLL!" cried out the excited nasal voice of the
television announcer. " The Astros have won! The Astros won the
Macross cup!"
Transactions were carried out with one party grumbling. Glasses
filled with amber liquid were clinking. A round of ‘We are the
Champions' filled the air. Yet, through this entire ruckus, one
young man never stirred.
He ran his hands through his dark hair, having his fingers meld
at the back of his head. Rocking back and forth, he kept his balance
on the back legs of the heavy wooden chair. His sky colored eyes
seemed to focus on a hanging lamp, though his brow slowly began to
fill with deep creases.
He gave up on his balancing act and let gravity take the chair
back to its natural state. He broke the link between his hands and
placed one elbow the table, resting his chin on his left. The other
hand stirred the straw in his cup before deciding to rest on the
sticky table. He rolled his fingers, each completed roll causing the
corners of his mouth to look more similar to his brow.
'Why?' he thought to himself.
A heavy mug slamming down on the table and a slap on the
back that nearly sent him flying brought him back to reality.
“Hey Leader!”
Hikaru Ichijyo knew there was only one person with that goofy
sounding voice and overly friendly greeting. He turned to see a
smiling giant with hair that was unruly as his own.
“Guess what?! They're handing out free beer and no one is checking
ID's! See, I brought you one. " said Hayao Kakizaki. " Hey, what's up
with the serious face? You bet your Minmei albums or something? "
“It’s nothing. " was Hikaru's response.
The gentle giant scratched his chin.
“Oh, I know what's bugging ya..."
Hikaru raised an eyebrow while he took a sip of the beer.
“You ain't getting any!”
The sip ended up all over the table and some unfortunate patrons who
were far too drunk to notice. Well, most of the sip landed on the other
revelers. A portion did go down. The wrong pipe, that is...
Hikaru's face quickly matched the red on his pilot's uniform.
One hand was beating his chest, the other slapping the table. All the
while, he tried to gulp down air.
" Hey Leader! You want me to slap your back? One pat will do it... "
Hikaru raised his hand and briskly shook his head side to side.
Kakizaki looked concerned. " You want me to get you water? "
" Ehh... Is there a problem? "
Both men turned to a find a blue haired pilot standing beside them.
" Leader choked on his beer. "
Maximillian Jenius's brows knitted together, a frown of his own
forming on his lips. He kneeled down in front of his breathless team
leader.
" You okay, Leader? " he asked.
A raspy "yes" was the response he got. Noticing that his face
started to resemble to something other that a tomato, Max turned back
to the giant pilot.
" He'll be fine. "
He placed a hand on one of Kakizaki's broad shoulders and skillfully
directed him to a new target.
" They're handing out free sandwiches. Why don't you grab us
some, Kakizaki. "
" Uh, sure. Hey, do want a beer as well? "
Hikaru's face was all that Max needed in his quick decision.
" No. Thanks. "
" Alright."
" Before you go ... What happened? "
Kakizaki recounted the events. Max's eyes widened slightly.
Had he said that to some other pilot, he probably wouldn't be
standing. ' Then again, ' Max thought. ' his size would make most
guys think twice. '
" Well, you better grab something before it's gone. "
" Oh, right. Don't worry." said Kakizaki with a smile.
" Leader will be so stuffed with food I'll bring that he'll forget
his troubles. "
Max added, " Well, you know, he only thinks of three things. "
Kakizaki laughed. "Yeah. Flying, food and Minmei. "
Max let out a chuckle of his own. " Yes, that's our Leader. "
" Well, I also think of those things. Though I think about all
women. " he said while scratching his chin. " Actually, I think about
food more. "
" Since we're on the topic... "
Kakizaki's eyes widened considerably.
" The food! Be right back, Max!" Kakizaki easily made his way
through the crowed to the reach the Holy Grail.
Max had his small smile on his face when he took a seat at
Hikaru's table.
" Kakizaki say something interesting? " asked a slightly
disheveled Hikaru.
Max pushed his glasses up. When his hand was lowered from his face,
the smile had melted away. His eyes held a frightening intensity when
they focused on Hikaru. It was then he started to understand how Max was
such an efficient pilot.
" I hope I'm not being too intrusive. May I ask, Leader,
what is troubling you? I believe Kakizaki's deduction may have
been... misguided. "
The flush reached Hikaru's ears when he thought about what had been
said earlier. ' He's direct. ' thought Hikaru.
" Nothing's wrong. "
" But..."
Hikaru annunciated each word that came out of his mouth.
" Nothing_is_wrong. "
Hikaru's stormy eye's and harsh tone were crystal clear for Max.
He raised his hands up. ' Leader is certainly rosy today. '
A tense silence ensued. The silence, though, was soon broken by
an unidentified flying object. The UFO turned out to be a platter filled
with sandwiches pilled higher than the Eiffel Tower. The pair looked
up to find that Kakizaki had a bulky baguette dangling from his
mouth. His arms were filled snack foods, soda pop and, if possible,
more sandwiches.
" What's on the plate is for you guys." he mumbled.
The baguette lost its grip and fell to a horrible death on the bar
floor. The two other men couldn't hold their laughter and were soon
rolling all over the said baguette. Kakizaki's brows were knitted together
as he stared at his comrades giggling like school girls on the floor.
" What's so funny? "
*********************************************************************
The grin that Hikaru Ichijyo wore when he left the bar soon faded;
deep creases filled his face once more. He dug his hands into his coat pockets
and his shoulders hunched over; his brisk stride slowing down to a
near shuffle. In sharp contrast, his mind was racing a mile a minute.
' Why? ' he thought to himself.
He shut his eyes, hoping the images that were floating in his mind
would disappear.
' Why? '
She was calmly sitting at a desk. Her fingers skimming the covers of
some books. She didn't seem to be aware of the warning light or the
countdown.
' Why? '
No. She was ignoring all the warnings. She saw him through the
window. She just looked at him as if he were glass and continued to sit.
' Why? '
He was shouting at her to get out of the way. She told him to leave.
His heart stopped. Leave? Was she mad? He didn't have time for this
nonsense. They didn't have time. He broke through the glass.
' Why? '
She was screaming for him to let go; wriggling with all her strength
to free herself from the mecha's grasp. Sobbing hysterically. Shouting
something...
' WHY? '
His hands balled into fists.
' Why did she try to kill herself? '
A strangled cry escaped his lips when he slammed his fist against
the wall. His breathing was labored, head slightly bowed and eyes shut.
He leaned against his hand.
' Why am I letting this get to me? '
He opened his eyes, running a hand through his hair. A sardonic
grin formed on his face.
'Guess I do want to talk to someone after all. '
A shiny gold sign with the name 'Roy Focker' hung a drab gray door.
He had ended up in front of his Sempai's quarters.
' Since I'm here...' He raised a hand to knock, when he heard a
very feminine laugh and some groaning. Hikaru flushed slightly before
walking away.
He shoved his hands into his pockets once more and made his way
towards the bunkers. His swirling thoughts resumed, though this time
another question started to replace the old one.
' What would Roy say to me if I did talk to him?'
He stopped abruptly. He already knew the answer.
" Confront the problem. " he whispered to himself.
He raised his voice. " Confront the problem. "
He nodded to himself and did an about face back to the officer's
quarters.
*********************************************************************
Hikaru's resolve seemed to waver with each passing floor the
elevator took him.
' Why the hell should I care about her problems? I should just
report it to some officer or the main psychologist or something... '
But, then he recalled her anguish filled cries, her tears. She was
fragile. The 'Old Woman', Miss-top-of-her-class, had a soul beneath
the cold exterior. And whatever he decided to do would end up
affecting her and quite possibly the ship.
As it happened, there was a loss of communications between his
valkyrie and the ship throughout the whole ordeal. Someone was
smiling down on 1st Lt. Misa Hayase, or cursing 2nd Lt. Hikaru
Ichijyo.
' Might as well hear her side of the story before I decide.'
------------------------------------------------------------------------ ---
Comments: ShintoRed@yahoo.com or review on ff.net
I do not condone underage drinking, but I thought they would do
something mischievous like that.
Miss-Top-Her-Class name is mentioned in the first episode by Claudia
and later by Hikaru when they were captured by the Zentradi. The
pilots call her Miss Top of Her Class who's scarier than an ogre.
Kakizaki Hayao is referred to as just Kakizaki by the other
characters in the series.
I have a fire extinguisher for the flames. Backround info:
Character name (Japanese/English) and beginning age at start
of the series.
Hikaru Ichijyo = Rick Hunter (16)
Misa Hayase = Lisa Hayes (19)
Maximillian Jenius = Maximillian Sterling (16)
Hayao Kakizaki = Ben Dixon (17)
Claudia La Salle = Claudia Grant (24 )
Bruno J. Global = Henry Gloval (46)
Linn Minmei (Lynn Minmay) = Lynn Minmei (15)
Linn Kaifun (Lynn Kaifunn) = Lynn Kyle
Roy Focker = Roy Fokker (29)
Vanessa Laird = Vanessa Leeds (21)
Kim Kabirov = Kim Young (18)
Shammy Milliome = Sammie Porter (18)
Milia Fallyna Jenius = Miriya Sterling (15)
( Info from Macross Compendium site. )
Considering the fic takes place after the Mar's base episode which
is after Minmei's birthday, some of the characters may be a year
older.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: I don't own SDF Macross, Robotech,
" We are the Champions" (Queen), etc.
Iron Curtain
by Shinto Red
“Thompson has the ball... Passes to Hernandez... Oh
my! He made it past two opposing players!"
Swirling clouds of smoke abruptly floated in place as all eyes
turned to the small glowing screen. Their source slowly burning
between fingers.
“He’s almost there!”
Low chanting containing prayer and curses filled the air.
Newspapers and magazines were slowly being crushed with each passing
second. Billiard sticks were snapping. Sweat dripped down on several
frowning lips. The groans of defeat started filling the air, only to be
drowned out by the hooting, hollering and whistling of the victors.
" GOOOOOAAALLL!" cried out the excited nasal voice of the
television announcer. " The Astros have won! The Astros won the
Macross cup!"
Transactions were carried out with one party grumbling. Glasses
filled with amber liquid were clinking. A round of ‘We are the
Champions' filled the air. Yet, through this entire ruckus, one
young man never stirred.
He ran his hands through his dark hair, having his fingers meld
at the back of his head. Rocking back and forth, he kept his balance
on the back legs of the heavy wooden chair. His sky colored eyes
seemed to focus on a hanging lamp, though his brow slowly began to
fill with deep creases.
He gave up on his balancing act and let gravity take the chair
back to its natural state. He broke the link between his hands and
placed one elbow the table, resting his chin on his left. The other
hand stirred the straw in his cup before deciding to rest on the
sticky table. He rolled his fingers, each completed roll causing the
corners of his mouth to look more similar to his brow.
'Why?' he thought to himself.
A heavy mug slamming down on the table and a slap on the
back that nearly sent him flying brought him back to reality.
“Hey Leader!”
Hikaru Ichijyo knew there was only one person with that goofy
sounding voice and overly friendly greeting. He turned to see a
smiling giant with hair that was unruly as his own.
“Guess what?! They're handing out free beer and no one is checking
ID's! See, I brought you one. " said Hayao Kakizaki. " Hey, what's up
with the serious face? You bet your Minmei albums or something? "
“It’s nothing. " was Hikaru's response.
The gentle giant scratched his chin.
“Oh, I know what's bugging ya..."
Hikaru raised an eyebrow while he took a sip of the beer.
“You ain't getting any!”
The sip ended up all over the table and some unfortunate patrons who
were far too drunk to notice. Well, most of the sip landed on the other
revelers. A portion did go down. The wrong pipe, that is...
Hikaru's face quickly matched the red on his pilot's uniform.
One hand was beating his chest, the other slapping the table. All the
while, he tried to gulp down air.
" Hey Leader! You want me to slap your back? One pat will do it... "
Hikaru raised his hand and briskly shook his head side to side.
Kakizaki looked concerned. " You want me to get you water? "
" Ehh... Is there a problem? "
Both men turned to a find a blue haired pilot standing beside them.
" Leader choked on his beer. "
Maximillian Jenius's brows knitted together, a frown of his own
forming on his lips. He kneeled down in front of his breathless team
leader.
" You okay, Leader? " he asked.
A raspy "yes" was the response he got. Noticing that his face
started to resemble to something other that a tomato, Max turned back
to the giant pilot.
" He'll be fine. "
He placed a hand on one of Kakizaki's broad shoulders and skillfully
directed him to a new target.
" They're handing out free sandwiches. Why don't you grab us
some, Kakizaki. "
" Uh, sure. Hey, do want a beer as well? "
Hikaru's face was all that Max needed in his quick decision.
" No. Thanks. "
" Alright."
" Before you go ... What happened? "
Kakizaki recounted the events. Max's eyes widened slightly.
Had he said that to some other pilot, he probably wouldn't be
standing. ' Then again, ' Max thought. ' his size would make most
guys think twice. '
" Well, you better grab something before it's gone. "
" Oh, right. Don't worry." said Kakizaki with a smile.
" Leader will be so stuffed with food I'll bring that he'll forget
his troubles. "
Max added, " Well, you know, he only thinks of three things. "
Kakizaki laughed. "Yeah. Flying, food and Minmei. "
Max let out a chuckle of his own. " Yes, that's our Leader. "
" Well, I also think of those things. Though I think about all
women. " he said while scratching his chin. " Actually, I think about
food more. "
" Since we're on the topic... "
Kakizaki's eyes widened considerably.
" The food! Be right back, Max!" Kakizaki easily made his way
through the crowed to the reach the Holy Grail.
Max had his small smile on his face when he took a seat at
Hikaru's table.
" Kakizaki say something interesting? " asked a slightly
disheveled Hikaru.
Max pushed his glasses up. When his hand was lowered from his face,
the smile had melted away. His eyes held a frightening intensity when
they focused on Hikaru. It was then he started to understand how Max was
such an efficient pilot.
" I hope I'm not being too intrusive. May I ask, Leader,
what is troubling you? I believe Kakizaki's deduction may have
been... misguided. "
The flush reached Hikaru's ears when he thought about what had been
said earlier. ' He's direct. ' thought Hikaru.
" Nothing's wrong. "
" But..."
Hikaru annunciated each word that came out of his mouth.
" Nothing_is_wrong. "
Hikaru's stormy eye's and harsh tone were crystal clear for Max.
He raised his hands up. ' Leader is certainly rosy today. '
A tense silence ensued. The silence, though, was soon broken by
an unidentified flying object. The UFO turned out to be a platter filled
with sandwiches pilled higher than the Eiffel Tower. The pair looked
up to find that Kakizaki had a bulky baguette dangling from his
mouth. His arms were filled snack foods, soda pop and, if possible,
more sandwiches.
" What's on the plate is for you guys." he mumbled.
The baguette lost its grip and fell to a horrible death on the bar
floor. The two other men couldn't hold their laughter and were soon
rolling all over the said baguette. Kakizaki's brows were knitted together
as he stared at his comrades giggling like school girls on the floor.
" What's so funny? "
*********************************************************************
The grin that Hikaru Ichijyo wore when he left the bar soon faded;
deep creases filled his face once more. He dug his hands into his coat pockets
and his shoulders hunched over; his brisk stride slowing down to a
near shuffle. In sharp contrast, his mind was racing a mile a minute.
' Why? ' he thought to himself.
He shut his eyes, hoping the images that were floating in his mind
would disappear.
' Why? '
She was calmly sitting at a desk. Her fingers skimming the covers of
some books. She didn't seem to be aware of the warning light or the
countdown.
' Why? '
No. She was ignoring all the warnings. She saw him through the
window. She just looked at him as if he were glass and continued to sit.
' Why? '
He was shouting at her to get out of the way. She told him to leave.
His heart stopped. Leave? Was she mad? He didn't have time for this
nonsense. They didn't have time. He broke through the glass.
' Why? '
She was screaming for him to let go; wriggling with all her strength
to free herself from the mecha's grasp. Sobbing hysterically. Shouting
something...
' WHY? '
His hands balled into fists.
' Why did she try to kill herself? '
A strangled cry escaped his lips when he slammed his fist against
the wall. His breathing was labored, head slightly bowed and eyes shut.
He leaned against his hand.
' Why am I letting this get to me? '
He opened his eyes, running a hand through his hair. A sardonic
grin formed on his face.
'Guess I do want to talk to someone after all. '
A shiny gold sign with the name 'Roy Focker' hung a drab gray door.
He had ended up in front of his Sempai's quarters.
' Since I'm here...' He raised a hand to knock, when he heard a
very feminine laugh and some groaning. Hikaru flushed slightly before
walking away.
He shoved his hands into his pockets once more and made his way
towards the bunkers. His swirling thoughts resumed, though this time
another question started to replace the old one.
' What would Roy say to me if I did talk to him?'
He stopped abruptly. He already knew the answer.
" Confront the problem. " he whispered to himself.
He raised his voice. " Confront the problem. "
He nodded to himself and did an about face back to the officer's
quarters.
*********************************************************************
Hikaru's resolve seemed to waver with each passing floor the
elevator took him.
' Why the hell should I care about her problems? I should just
report it to some officer or the main psychologist or something... '
But, then he recalled her anguish filled cries, her tears. She was
fragile. The 'Old Woman', Miss-top-of-her-class, had a soul beneath
the cold exterior. And whatever he decided to do would end up
affecting her and quite possibly the ship.
As it happened, there was a loss of communications between his
valkyrie and the ship throughout the whole ordeal. Someone was
smiling down on 1st Lt. Misa Hayase, or cursing 2nd Lt. Hikaru
Ichijyo.
' Might as well hear her side of the story before I decide.'
------------------------------------------------------------------------ ---
Comments: ShintoRed@yahoo.com or review on ff.net
I do not condone underage drinking, but I thought they would do
something mischievous like that.
Miss-Top-Her-Class name is mentioned in the first episode by Claudia
and later by Hikaru when they were captured by the Zentradi. The
pilots call her Miss Top of Her Class who's scarier than an ogre.
Kakizaki Hayao is referred to as just Kakizaki by the other
characters in the series.