Harry was smiling, he was doing that a little too much lately, and he was just waiting for the shit to hit the fan.

Harry, Duo, and Quatre were gardening in the back yard when Lady Une came out of the house, normally Harry wouldn't be glad to see her, but Heero, Zechs, WuFei, and Trowa were on a long term mission with Miss Sally, and Miss Relena.

'Simple.' Heero had said, 'Easy, and quick, we'll be back in time for the next prank.'

But Harry frowned as Une approached them, Duo and Quatre were focusing on the flowers, thinking that she was going to merely give them an update on the other's wellbeing, but Harry glanced up as she approached and the look on her face had him standing.

"What is wrong, Anne?" Harry asked as she got closer, while he didn't have the best relationship with Une, she was the only one who knew more than what he had been willing to share.

"I have some bad news, Mr. Yuy." She said, Harry had decided to go with being called Harry Yuy, Heero had gone through all the trouble to set it up. She was always formal with Harry, fear does strange things to people, and Harry had made her fear him, because he hadn't wanted wizards to show up trying to prove something.

At her words Duo and Quatre stood up next to Harry.

"Bad news?" Duo asked, "Like Heero went and tried to set his own leg bad news?" He asked hopefully.

Une winced, "No, worse."

"Are they dead?" Harry asked, Quatre's hand flew to his mouth and tears filled his eyes.

"No, but they have gone off the radar."

"Off the radar?" Quatre asked.

Une nodded.

"What does that mean?" Duo asked.

"We have no clue as to where they are at the moment, or if they are okay. Relena's party went out to the far reaches, to check on living conditions, they went missing around L2, and we haven't even gotten ransom."

"They won't." Harry said.

"How the hell do you know?" Duo asked, hysterical.

Harry turned to the distraught man, "If they were going to it would have reached us already, they either want their expertise, but most likely they want revenge."

"Are you trying to make us feel better, Harry, because it's not helping." Quatre snapped.

Harry bit his lip, he hadn't been trying to be insensitive, he was telling them the truth, like no one had told him during the war, then it had all been 'don't worry' and 'back before you know it', they wanted him to focus on his task so he had.

Harry swallowed, and hoped that they weren't being used for revenge, he may not have said it often but he loved his prince and his warrior, but there was no happy ending for the orphan boy in the closet.

AN: So I was inspired, can't remember by what, it may have been boredom.