Taking the Leap
A Macross Fanfiction
Disclaimer: The characters of Hikaru
Ichijo and Misa Hayase do not
belong to me, I’m only borrowing them.
Author’s note: I recently bought the
box set of the original Macross
series and fell in love with the characters all over again. This story
is more of a ‘what if’ than anything else and an excuse for me to write
about one of my favourite pairings!
Misa Hayase regarded the long queue
in front of the concession stand
with a sinking feeling. It would take at least fifteen minutes, if not
longer, of standing in the midst of a shoving crowd to get the drink
she was desperately thirsty for and that was really not satisfactory.
Frowning, the ten-year old girl
glanced back. Nanny Hanako’s head could
just be seen, her eyes lifted to the sky as she watched the aerial
acrobatics above her, clearly she had not yet missed Misa’s presence
beside her. Misa sighed, debating with herself. She could go back,
struggle through the press of people and just wait until the show was
over before she got her drink and Hanako would never know that her
small charge was bold enough to leave her side.
“But I’m so thirsty…” Misa whispered.
She looked around. Perhaps there
was a tap or some sort of drinking fountain that she could use to get
just a mouthful of water to tide her over. She walked around the
concession stand and into an alleyway created by two large sheds.
Behind her she could hear the crowd roar with approval and this
quickened her steps. The faster she found a drink the faster she could
get back to the delights of the Ichijo Air Show.
“What are you doing?”
Misa nearly jumped ten miles when the
voice piped up behind her. She
whirled to see a little boy standing in the entrance of the shed on her
left. He looked to be about seven or eight and was dressed in faded
denim dungarees and a yellow t-shirt. His dark hair was unruly and some
fell into his bright blue eyes that were regarding her with curiousity.
“I.. I’m looking for some water,”
Misa said in her soft voice. “I’m
“Oh,” Hikaru Ichijoe regarded the
girl in front of him with great
interest. He didn’t often see little girls as fancily dolled up as this
one in her white dress with lace and ribbons, light brown hair held
back by a bow and shiny shoes with little white ankle socks. “There’s a
stand back there for drinks,” he explained, pointing.
“I know,” Misa blushed slightly. “But
there’s so many people and I’m
Hikaru understood that. “Okay,” he
walked up to her and grinned. “I can
get you a drink,” he felt quite pleased with himself. His dad and ‘big
brother’ Roy had always told him that a man should be helpful to a lady
in distress. And besides, he’d been a bit bored until now. The show was
cool, but not when you’ve seen in a thousand times over. “Come with me.”
He started to walked away from where
the main crowds and, after a
moments hesitation, Misa followed.
“Where are we going?” she asked as
they rounded a corner and she saw
more big sheds, no… hangers dotted around.
“There,” Hikaru pointed at a large
barn in front of them. He grinned
back at her. “Do you like ice cream?”
“Yes,” Misa paused. “Doesn’t
Hikaru thought about that. “I guess
so,” he said finally and laughed.
“Only weirdos don’t.”
“Well I’m not a weirdo,” Misa said
primly and giggled.
“C’mon,” Hikaru grabbed her hand and
started running towards the barn,
dragging the still giggling Misa along.
The hanger was really an old hay barn
with only half a roof, but it had
an upper story that was open to the sky and served as a roof for the
ground floor. The barn was mainly occupied by a yellow plane that was
old fashioned, but clearly well cared for and Hikaru patted it fondly.
“This is my big brother’s plane,” he explained. “I look after it for
him and fly it,” he added proudly.
“You fly?” Misa was disbelieving and
Hikaru laughed. “With my dad!” he
said, but then he looked at the plane and a determined expression crept
over his face. “But one day I’ll fly by myself and be the bestest pilot
“Where is your brother?” Misa asked
as Hikaru moved away from the plane
and delved into a fridge-freezer at the far end of the barn.
“Fighting in the wars,” Hikaru pulled
out some strawberry ice creams
and a small bottle of juice. He scowled. “It’s so stupid.”
“Oh…” Misa decided not to tell him
that her daddy was an Admiral and
part of the wars. She liked this boy and didn’t want to ruin a
promising friendship. “Thanks,” she said when he handed her the ice
cream and the juice.
Hikaru brightened, throwing off his
gloom. “That’s ok. Hey! Wanna see
the rest of the show in style?” he asked eagerly.
Misa, busy drinking the juice, looked
puzzled. “How?” she asked, taking
her mouth away from the juice bottle to ask.
“This way!” Hikaru waved her to
follow him and led her to a ladder
leading up to the second storey. “You’ll be able to see much better
from up here.”
Misa squinted upwards. It looked
awfully high. “Um…”
“You’re not chicken, are you?” Hikaru
challenged, one hand on the
Chicken? Misa glowered. “I’m no
chicken!” she said firmly and, after
putting down her empty juice bottle, she marched straight to the ladder
and started to climb.
Hikaru watched her with a slightly
surprised expression. He’d half
expected her to cry or whine, she looked like the dainty type, but
there she was, gamely making her way up without a squeak of fear. He
grinned. She wasn’t bad, for a girl, he thought as he started to climb
up behind her.
“Don’t look up my skirt,” Misa said,
looking down at him (and wishing
she hadn’t). “Or I’ll be mad.”
Hikaru had already looked and so
smiled up at her with perfect
innocence. “I promise I won’t look up your skirt,” anymore .
“Huh,” Misa was a little suspicious,
but continued up the ladder
without further comment.
The floor of the second story was
very dusty and bits of hay were lying
about. Within moments Misa’s hands, legs and dress were filthy, but she
forgot to care when Hikaru led her to a hay bale and they could sit
down with their ice creams to watch the rest of the air show.
Misa cried out in amazement and
delight as the planes looped in the
sky. It was useful sitting with Hikaru because she gained an insight
into who was flying the planes and which one to look at for the most
“That’s Dad,” he said at one point,
his finger tracking a bright red
plane. “He’s the greatest pilot ever… even better that big brother!”
“Why isn’t your Dad fighting?” Misa
Hikaru frowned. “He thinks war is
stupid too,” he said, drawing a line
in the dust with his toe. “He and big brother had a huge fight about
“Oh,” Misa looked at the floor.
“’s not your fault,” Hikaru said
after a moment’s silence. He pushed
himself up and grinned. “How about we jump down?”
Misa stared at him. “On to the plane?
“No, silly! On the other side!
There’s a big pile of hay and it’s
Misa was still very doubtful about
the wisdom of this idea, but
followed him to the edge and looked down. There was a very large, very
springy looking heap of hay directly below them and it did look vaguely
Hikaru made chicken noises and
flapped his arms, grinning broadly. Misa
frowned. “If you’re so brave,” she retorted. “YOU jump!”
“Okay!” he flashed her a cocky smile
and leapt from the edge with a
Misa suppressed a scream as horrible
images of him being smashed to
bits flashed into her head, but she watched him land and roll on the
hay, and then look up at her. “See?” he yelled. “It’s fun!!”
She drew in a deep breath and then
pressed her lips together firmly. No
way out of it now. She’d be branded a chicken forever if she didn’t
“Aaaaaaahhhhh!” Misa shrieked as she
fell through the air. She landed
on the hay with a thump, knocking the breath out of her, and rolled to
a halt almost on top of Hikaru who hadn’t managed to get out of the way
fast enough. “Ah… ah… ah…” she panted, lying on the hay, hardly daring
to believe she was still alive.
“Told ya it was fun.”
Misa turned her head and laughed
suddenly. She sat up, heedless of her
messy state and the hay sticking in her hair. "All right, you win. It
was fun. We should it again!"
"Yeah!" he said enthusiastically and
then paused. Hey," Hikaru realized
he'd forgotten to ask her one very important thing. "What's your name?"
"MISA!!" the shout rang out before
Misa could speak and both children
turned to see three figures - one female and two male - appear from
behind one of the far off sheds.
"It's Nanny Hanako!" Misa cried,
recognizing the voice and the woman.
"That's your grandma?" Hikaru stared
at the woman. She was old to his
eyes, but still not old enough to be a grandmother. Misa shot him an
"No, silly! She looks after me," Misa
was guiltily aware that a lot of
time must have passed since she had left her nanny's side and that she
had completely forgotten that Hanako might be worried about her.
Quickly she slid off the hay bale and waved vigourously to attract
Hanako's attention. "Here I am!"
Hanako gasped in relief and ran
forward. "Misa! Misa! Oh... Misa !" she
screeched to a halt and stared at her charge in horror. "What happened
Hikaru followed Misa off the hay and
landed just as the two men caught
up to Hanako. He looked sheepishly at the taller of the two. "Hey Dad."
Ichijo stared down at his son, a
slight smile tugging at his lips. "I
might have known you were involved in this somehow, Hikaru," he looked
at Misa and his smile widened. "Well, Miss Hanako, it seems your charge
is none the worse for her adventure."
Hanako was busy trying to brush the
hay and dirt from a squirming Misa
and looked up. "No harm? Mr Ichijo! Misa is filthy! What would her
father say if he saw her like this!"
"Well..." Ichijo shifted
"It's all right, Hanako," Misa
interrupted, trying to make peace. She
didn't think it was fair for Hanako to be made at the boy's...
Hikaru's... father. "Let's just go home before Daddy gets back and
he'll never have to know, right?"
"Hm," Hanako frowned and then took
Misa's hand firmly. "Yes, home it
is," she nodded politely to Ichijo and the other man. "Mr Ichijo,
Mechanic Stevens, thank you for your assistance," and with that she
walked away, making Misa trot to keep up. Her scolding voice,
admonishing Misa for being so thoughtless carried back as they left and
"Poor kid," he said and grinned at
Hikaru, leaning to ruffle the boy's
hair. "Well, rascal? Have some fun today?"
"Yeah..." Hikaru gazed after Misa.
Bye, bye Misa...
"Lieutenant Ichijo! Stop!"
Hikaru gritted his teeth to stop the
snappy retort bursting to get out.
"Yes, Major?" he said with forced politeness. "You yelled?"
"There's a structure about ten miles
east," his superior officer said
from the seat behind him, her tone showing just how much she
disapproved of his comment. "It should be checked out."
"Probably just another Zentradi
wreck," Hikaru grumbled, but he turned
the veritech plane anyway and head in the direction the Major had
In the back, Major Misa Hayase
narrowed her eyes and glared daggers at
the back of the pilot's head. Sometimes Lieutenant Hikaru Ichijo could
be awfully childish, she thought crossly. Alright, so the
reconnaissance mission had not been a grand success so far, in fact it
was more depressing than anything else. Seeing the full extent of the
destruction the deadly rain of fire from the Zentradi warships had
wrecked on Earth and realising how many lives had been lost... it was
enough to dishearten even the most hopeful. And Misa was not the
greatest optimist in the world to start with. However, she felt even
more depressed that the camaraderie that she and Ichijo had built up
since that day when fire swept across Earth and he rescued her from the
hell that was Alaska Base, was being threatened once again as they
descended into this petty bickering.
I shouldn't be so abrupt with him...
she thought regretfully as the
veritech neared the structure that had shown up on her scanner. But all
regretful thoughts were banished once her eyes rested on the object.
"Well I'll be..." Hikaru whistled.
"Who'd have thought that would
Misa blinked, not sure if she could
believe what she was seeing. Before
their eyes was a large hay barn, sitting comfortably in the middle of a
green field, showing no signs of scorching and looking for all the
world as if the farmer was going to come along any moment to take some
hay bales to his stock.
His earlier bad temper forgotten,
Hikaru glanced back at Misa. "I'd
call this a positive sign, don't you think, Major Hayase?"
"Yes," Misa smiled and nodded. She
cocked her head. "Want to explore?"
"Yes, ma'am!" Hikaru parked the
veritech close to the barn and soon
both were standing at the entrance, grinning like excited children.
"I haven't seen one of these in...
well, ages," Hikaru grunted as he
pulled one of the doors back revealing that the barn was still well
stacked with hay.
"I'll call the rest of the team,"
Misa said. "This will come in very
handy back at the Macross."
Hikaru ventured in, hardly seeming to
hear her. "Man... this reminds me
of the barn where Roy's plane was kept once... The structure is the
same, even the upper storey," he laughed. "Except this one has a roof!"
"Lieutenant..." Misa started to scold
and then stopped as his comments
nudged a childhood memory. She frowned, trying to recall the scattered
images... A plane in a barn, an air show, feeling thirsty, strawberry
ice cream, a boy... "Oh!" she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.
Hikaru turned in alarm. "What is it,
Major?" his hand went to his
firearm. "You saw something?"
"No, no... but I remembered!" Misa
laughed slightly at his puzzled
expression. "My goodness... this is just rather bizarre..."
He looked at her blankly. "Um, care
to give me a clue?"
"You were the boy! Yes, and I was
thirsty and the lines were too long,
and you showed me the plane your big brother had left behind..."
As she spoke, Hikaru's own memory was
sparked to life and his jaw
dropped. "That was you ?" he said finally. He laughed out loud. "I
don't believe it! We'd met back then and didn't remember it until now,"
his blue eyes sparkled with amusement. "That is bizarre."
Misa smiled warmly at him. "Just one
of life's coincidences," she
tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
He raised an eyebrow. "Did you get in
trouble? With your dad?" Hikaru
recalled what a mess Misa had been when she left. A cute mess though...
"No," she shook her head. "Na...
Hanako washed me up just fine and my
father was never the wiser, which was all to the good!" Misa felt a
warm glow start up inside. How wonderful to discover this connection
A thoughtful look stole over Hikaru's
face and he looked up at the
second storey of the barn, the ladder leading to it and the hay below
it. The idea that was taking shape in his mind was daring, most likely
to get him into a lot of hot water, but yet... if she accepted. "You
know... we never did go for a second time."
Misa stared at him blankly for a
minute and then clicked. "Lieutenant
Ichijo! You can't be serious!"
Hikaru shrugged. Well, he might as
well go all the way. "Why not?"
"Because we... I... it's not right!"
Misa faltered and he rolled his
"Aw, c'mon, Major! It's about time we
had a little r & r after all
this recon stuff. Besides, who's gonna know except you and me? And I
promise I won't say a word!" Hikaru wiggled his eyebrows outrageously
and was encouraged when Misa's mouth curved into a small smile.
Misa was heavily reminded of the boy
he had been and it jolted the
heart within her that was already liking this man far, far too much for
her own good. She knew she should refuse and reprove him for his levity
and yet... When did I last do something wild? I can't remember. Perhaps
that time, over ten years gone, was the last time.
Greatly daring, hardly believing she
hadn't chewed him out yet, Hikaru
made a chicken sound. Misa's eyes narrowed and he gulped. Had he gone
"All right, Lieutenant," Misa's voice
was stern. "If that's the way
you're playing it..." she grinned suddenly and walked straight over to
the ladder and started to climb.
Hikaru bit back a cheer and hastened
after her. He waited until she was
almost all the way up and then started his own climb. One look up and
he paused, appreciating the view she presented. Hikaru! What the hell
are you thinking! he yelled mentally and dropped his gaze. She'll kill
you if she catches you looking at her... very attractive... backside...
"Lieutenant?" Misa's voice snapped
him back to attention. "C-Coming!"
Hikaru re-started his climb, hoping his face wasn't flushed. Misa
didn't comment, so once he reached the top he had his composure back
and was able to grin at her in his usual careless fashion. "So, who's
"Well," Misa looked down. "Since you
did the honours last time... I
suppose it must be me..." She shut down all the arguments running
around her mind about why this was a bad, BAD idea and jumped with a
She fell with a thud, just like the
first time ten years ago and rolled
out of the way just as Hikaru followed her with a loud yell. He rolled
harder and crashed into her, reaching out to steady them both,
laughing. Misa joined in. It felt so free to laugh like this, made it
easy to forget the horrors they'd witnessed, the losses they'd suffered
and to just enjoy a moment.
Hikaru became aware that they were
actually in a close embrace and
sobered, looking at Misa - who was still chuckling. She's so pretty
when she laughs, the thought flashed into his mind and Hikaru felt
something stir inside, something he'd been putting aside and ignoring
for quite a while. His breath quickened a little and one hand moved to
gently remove some hay from Misa's hair.
Misa stopped laughing and her eyes
widened at the intent look in his
eyes as he looked down at her. Her own heartbeat sped up and she was
afraid to move. "Hikaru..." his name escaped her lips before she could
His mind argued that he should turn
away for so many reasons... Misa
was his superior officer, his friend... the 'old lady' that bossed him
around... he was in love with Minmay... wasn't he? Ignoring these
thoughts, Hikaru leaned closer, feeling the heat of her body pressed
against his, one hand sliding down to clasp her waist. It felt
surprisingly good to hold Misa like this.
She swallowed, her insides were all
churned up and when his hand
touched her side Misa felt a strong heat blossom within. After liking
him for so long, this seemed like the culmination of all her confused
dreams. Her eyes started to close in anticipation of what now seemed
Hikaru brought his lips closer to
hers and gently kissed her, arms
tightening around her as he did so. Misa sighed into the kiss and
pressed closer, her fingers gripping the fabric of his flight suit. It
felt so good...
"Lieutenant Ichijo? Major Hayase?
Come in, over!"
The radio on Hikaru's belt crackled
and they both sprang apart with a
collective gasp. Hikaru grabbed the radio and stared at it. He wasn't
sure if he wanted to curse or breath a sigh of relief. What had just
He cleared his throat and flipped the
switch on the radio. "This is
While Hikaru talked to the recon
team, Misa slid off the hay and busied
herself with brushing off the hay from her clothes and hair, her heart
thumping wildly. What had she almost done?
"That was Hawkins," Hikaru said,
coming up to her after he'd finished
his conversation. "They're on their way here. ETA five minutes."
"Excellent," Misa forced herself to
be composed. "I'll go back to the
veritech and start logging a full report about this area," she didn't
look at him and walked briskly out of the barn.
Hikaru watched her leave and then
touched his lips. Misa... He shook
his head. "I must've gone temporarily mad..." he muttered and then
followed her out of the barn to await the rest of the team.
Misa watched him out of the corner of
her eye. Something had definitely
sparked between them during that brief moment, something that gave her
hope. Perhaps he didn't feel the same way about her as she did about
him and perhaps he still gave his affection to the singer, Minmay, but
he wasn't indifferent to her. She smiled slightly, suddenly feeling a
little more cheerful. Yes, she could hope now and maybe, just maybe...
one day she would take the leap and tell him what was really in her
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