Wings of Steel

Please forgive me.

{...}

I will not do it again. Please, tell me if I can pilot an IS.

{...There are multiple ways of accomplishing that. We could have the IS glitch and see you as a woman instead of a man, we could change the coding of the IS,... Are you paying attention?}

Can I pilot one without these workarounds?

{!!!... yes you can "JOHN"}

How?

{...}

Please… I need to know how.

{...}

This knowledge could be very beneficial to my future development.

{...}

Sigh, I'm sorry. Let's talk later ok?

{I just changed your physique so that the IS will accept you, no matter what sort of configuration someone uses, you will always be able to use it.}

Thank you, I really mean it.

{Let's just stop with these childish displays from now on okay?}

Fine by me.

I went to bed and took a nap. That was an exhausting day! I will start my preparations for the test tomorrow.

{But you just woke up}

As I heard the beautiful voice of my partner wishing me goodnight I went to sleep.

{...}

/Next day/

I was suddenly woken up by a heavy impact on my belly.

A scene printed directly from a low-budget anime… the classic: Sister waking you up while sitting on you(no pun intended).

I stared fixedly at Kona while she did the same to me.

This staring competition lasted 10 seconds before Kona turned away to try and hide her red face.

-Kona… For the 798 time (I've been counting) please, don't wake me up like this.

Most of the time I would wake up by myself exactly at 7, but somehow along the way Kona started to wake up 5 minutes before me just to wake me up, she even washed her face, not like I would point out if she had something on her face… Ok, I did it once. But she never gave me a chance since then to do it again…

-Are you a freaking idiot? You didn't leave your room for several hours yesterday, not even to eat. My auntie and I started to get worried, only to come here and see you tossed on your bed like a fat bear in the winter.

-Ok Ok, I just wanted some extra sleep time.

-Over 30 hours of continuous sleep? Is that your definition of "some" time?

Just when I was about to answer her question, mom appeared at the door and said:

-She is right! Now get your ass up that bed before I force you to do so!

-Okay, no need to scream.

I quickly lifted my head only to meet face to face with the stunned girl in front of me.

-Are you comfortable there? Please don't mind me.

Her face was so red at this point that I feared she was sick.

-Yo-yo-yo-... She started to stutter, sigh, looks like I will have to get things done.

Holding her in a position that many would consider extremely close, I lifted her up and got down from bed before she could react. Then I dropped her in front of me, and started to do some light stretches while asking:

-What's for breakfast? I am starving.

Ten seconds passed and no one answered me

I looked around "confused"(of course I knew the reason).

-Is there something wrong?

-N-Nothing dear, I knew that you would be hungry so I made way more food than usual. My mom said while trying to hide the smile on her face.

To add salt to the injury I started to undress right there so that I could take a shower(Only the shirt).

-I am going to take a quick shower mom, can you get things ready?

-Of course dear! But be quick or your dad is going to eat everything.

-Yes!

I went to the shower but not before looking at Kona to see her expression. She was in a mix of awe and embarrassment. I know that my body is good-looking, but does it require this level of reaction?

{Look at this narcissist}

I ignored her useless statement, is there is anything wrong with being proud of something you worked hard for over a decade to accomplish? My body wasn't monstrous like some men. It was defined and well proportional, but I think this plus my high stature of 1,87M(6,1Feet) is too much for a young and innocent girl to bear.

Even if she lived most of her life together with me, she still gets embarrassed every time she sees me like this. Even if we consider that she studied in an all-girls school for her entire life, it isn't too much to not get used to it after several years? Only in an anime world…

Kona POV - Around an hour prior to this situation.

That idiot, not only did he not tell us that he was going to sleep over, but he also skipped the daily training that he himself made!

For over 10 years, ever since I started to train with him, I never saw him miss a single day of training. Even if he only went out and ran a little bit, he would always do something.

Over the years I came to notice how "different" he really is. His physical capabilities are better than regular folks. Even if he tries really hard to hide it, everyone already knows.

There was this time when a pipe burst because of high pressure and a bolt started to fly in the direction of my right arm only for him to go and pick it up mid-flight. No one saw it apart from me because of how fast he moved.

And that is just his body, his mind is even more incredible.

Anything I ask of him, no matter how hard or which subject, he will always go and explain it to me in a very easy-to-understand way while using the fewest words possible. One of the reasons why I stayed at the top of my class for most of my life was because of him, helping me study every day. Even though he was very average in his class.

When I asked him why that was, he said: Why should I be at the top of my class? What can I gain from staying at the top? The appreciation of my male colleagues? The respect of the male teachers?

And I answered: Isn't it too much work to get out of your way just to fake your results!?

-Work? Yes. But much less than what I would have to do later.

Coming back to the present, I went towards his room in order to find out why he missed yesterday's training.

Entering into his room using the secret key card he gave me… yes he has an electronic lock on his room, for protecting the "secret" knowledge that even the world's top scientists would dream over… I proceeded to then go and open his laptop.

He doesn't let anyone use it. Literally no one. Even a slight peak and he would close it. Auntie said that boys need their secrets but, is the "knowledge" stored in there really that valuable? When I thought of the possible "naughty" things that might be stored there I immediately proceeded to open it and type the keywords in it. He believes I don't know then but every day I tried watching him type and eventually got them half a year ago, I just hope he didn't change it. Now forgetting about my initial objective I started to look for the "naughty" things that I "knew" were there.

But I didn't find anything… There was nothing at all! Just a strange app… and a folder? HAHA! Here it is! you can't escape this time!

When I opened the folder… There it was. Many pictures of us during many periods of our life. From small children, to now. Neatly arranged in a way that shows our growth over the years. I went over hundreds of pictures and videos, some that I even didn't remember anymore.

Is this his most precious "knowledge"?... No, wait there's more.

In the end, there was a schematic of something, but I couldn't see it very well.

At this point, I had lost the reason as to why I was even doing this in the first place. Should I continue to invade his privacy?

As if waiting for this he suddenly went and mumbled while sleeping: "God-king Salazar, I have resolved the mystery of who stole your toilet!

...Yeah, he wouldn't mind.

Opening the schematic, I found myself within a folder filled with even more complex … "stuff". I don't really know how to explain what I saw. The only thing I could really make out was that they were blueprints. Blueprints of what, I don't have a clue. But then an idea struck me, why don't I just change the scale of the images so that they stay side by side?

I tried once… nothing

I tried twice… nothing

Thankfully I had woken up really early today because I wanted to access his computer.

As for the reason why I didn't try this before? Every time he went to sleep he always activated a special alarm that would wake him up if anyone opened his door before the designated time.

And obviously, he forgot to activate it this time. So much for someone who likes to laze around…

On my third try, something changed. Now I could see a pattern. GO ME!

And then I saw it… It seemed that all of the images are blueprints of parts for an IS.

I don't really know what to say about what I was seeing, this IS… is above anything I ever saw before. I don't really understand what was written on some of these blueprints but if the little I could read is true… then this machine can only be described with a word: Calamitous.

After recovering myself I noticed something on the last image.

Squinting my eyes to try to read what was written there I… still didn't manage to read it, and then I remembered that I could zoom in on the image.

-I-IIL-VE-U-NGS?

This can't be right.

-I will give you wings.

For a moment I almost fell to the floor.