Untold But Unforgotten (Taz/Up Fanfiction) EDITING PERIOD COMPLETE!

Chapter 4

When they arrived at the Academy, Taz was in awe, though she didn't show it. It was a huge building with gray marble walls and huge oak doors. Having lived in a small Mexican town where the biggest and fanciest building was the brick church, this was amazing.

"Lieutenant? Would you mind giving our new recruit here a tour?" Johnson asked. "Private, I'd like you to prepare Taz a bed in room 203." Krayonder seemed happy about this. "And leave those girls alone!" And there went his hope. Taz smiled slightly. Up and Krayonder saluted their Commander (though the latter a bit reluctantly) and he left, Krayonder right behind him.

Up pulled out the schedule Johnson had printed up for Taz in the pod. "Alright. You have P.E., History, Calculus, Science, Lunch, then the rest of your day is combat training. Combat and P.E. are both held in the gym, so I'll show you there first."

Taz followed him around as he showed her all the rooms. She pointedly ignored the stares up until one point, when Up went to the bathroom and she was waiting for him to return. A boy came up to her.

"Hey, chica. Wassup?" he said. She rolled her eyes. She had enough experience with guys hitting on her. Before she would've felt bad turning them down, but now she just didn't care.

She smiled. "Not much. I just have this really annoying idiot hitting on me and I really want to punch him in the face."

His grin just widened. "You don't mean that," he said. Boy was he persistent.

"Actually, I think she does." The boy spun around to see Up right behind him.

"Lieutenant!" he yelped. Taz let out a snort of laughter at the high pitch of his voice.

Up stood tall, none of the kindness he'd shown Taz anywhere on his face. "I suggest you move along."

Another guy grabbed his arm. "Come on, Matt. Let's go." They both left, whispering and glancing over their shoulders. Taz glared at Up.

"I had it under control."

"That's not what it looked like to me."

She got in his face. "I can fight my own battles." She began walking down the hall.

"Where are you going?" Up called after her.

She didn't turn around. "My room."

"Taz?" Up said, the smile plain in his voice. "203 is this way." She turned around and kept walking as if she hadn't changed any part of her dramatic exit.

That night, Taz was ready to violently murder someone. The other girl's in her room were so annoying.

First there was February. She was nice enough, but impossibly dumb. And she wouldn't stop gossiping. She was working to be a science officer, along with the other girl, Marie, who, while still as much of a gossip as February, at least had some brains in her head.

The other girl in her room was Specs. She was a dorky girl with thick glasses and she was currently aiming to work in the technology department of the Rangers. She, like Taz, clearly wished the other two would shut up. Of course, Specs was too nice to say anything. Taz, on the other hand, had no such qualms.

"Oh mi Dios muerto! Do jou two ever shut jour stupid faces?!" she burst out, exasperatedly. The other three stopped and stared in her direction in shock. Taz laid her head back down, relieved they were finally quiet. She easily fell asleep.        

"Help me! Help me!" Taz cried. The robot dragged her into the woods, and she just kept screaming. She was tied up. They pulled out their rods and beat her. There was a battle cry and Up came running towards them, zapper at the ready, but the robots were faster. One shot him down easily, and Taz cried out. "No!" The robots turned back to her. One came forward and pulled back the rod. It was aimed straight for her skull. She was going to die. The robot swung.

Taz woke up with a gasp. A quick look at the clock told her it was two in the morning. The other girls were asleep. Still panting, Taz stood up and walked out the door.

She didn't know how she knew where it was, maybe it was pure instinct, but somehow she ended up outside a door with a plaque that read "Lieutenant Up." She hesitated before knocking.

After a few seconds she decided it was stupid and went to go back. He was probably asleep and didn't want to be disturbed. But just as she went to leave the door creaked open. "Taz?" She looked around to see Up standing there. He looked like he had been in the middle of a yawn, but he sobered up when he saw her. "Is everything OK?"

"I-I don't know, Up. Can I come in?" After a moment's hesitation he stepped back, letting her through.

"What happened?" he asked, and Taz told him about her nightmare, and then did the thing she'd been trying to avoid since that morning. She cried. He put his arm awkwardly around her shoulder. "It's OK," he said. "You're OK. I'm OK." Up kept repeating those words until she cried herself out. She rubbed her eyes.

"Thanks, Teniente," Taz sniffed.

Up smiled. "No problem. You wanna go back to your room?" She shook her head. "Uh, you wanna watch a movie?" She nodded. He stood up and looked through his collection of DVD's. "Hm. You ever seen this?" he asked, holding up a case.

"The Karate Kid? No."

"Well, it’s one of my favorites. It's got Jackie Chan in it!"

When the movie was over it was well past four in the morning. Up looked over and saw Taz sleeping peacefully next to him, head on his shoulder. He smiled. He didn't want to wake her, so he set her down carefully on the couch and then climbed into his bed. He looked at her again and smiled. She was going to make things interesting. He just knew it.