Sat. back and with a different kind of story. I've had this in my mind for a while. I don't have time for this story and the Vampire Knights story that I have going, but I'm going to do it anyway. Now, this is an odd crossover, but don't leave the story until you've read at least half of this chapter. I've decided to put it under Gundam Wing anime because I think more people will read it. It's a crossover between Avatar: The Last Airbender and GW. IT IS NOT A CRACK FIC.! I PROMISE IT HAS A REAL PLOT! Now, even if you haven't seen ATLA, that's fine. I'm just taking the concept and abilities, which will be explained in the chapters here and ahead. Wow, this is a long a/n. anyway; I own nothing familiar, including the idea of Benders and Avatar information so, on wards with the story!
Underground Elements
Chapter one: Alliance
Twenty-four year old Heero Yuy briskly walks down the Preventers first floor hallway, not running into anyone. Most of the new Preventers quickly scurry out of his way, scared of the infamous man, and some of the older ones just shift their direction of walking out of his path. He and the other four ex-gundam pilots are well at work for the Preventers, but no wars have broken out. Relena Peacecraft has been doing a wonderful job keeping the peace up and going, despite some war fanatics still trying to stir up trouble.
Taking the stairs to the third floor, he continues his stiff walk to his office. He just wants to go home. The Prefect Solider is sick today. Yes, he is sick. He chokes down another rising cough, wondering why the medicine isn't working as well as it should. Heero decided before he came to work that he'd only work a half day and take the paper work home with him, back to a dark room and away from the florescent lights of the office. He takes a seat at his organized desk, pulls out some papers in the files sitting on his desk and rubs his forehead a little.
"Wow, you're actually late," some guy comments from the office entrance way. Heero looks up to see Duo Maxwell leaning against his doorjamb with a grin.
"My body didn't want to get up," Heero replies with a slight glare.
"You must be sick, then," the American reasons while letting himself into the office, and shuts the door, "That's pretty rare… in fact, I can't remember anytime you were sick." After all these years, Duo still has his long brown braid. He decided when he was sixteen that it should stop right at his beltline, so he does trim it every so often.
"Is there a reason you're in here?" the 01 pilot asks with an annoyed tinge to his voice.
"Yeah, there is," Duo replies, leaning back deeply in a chair in front of Heero's desk, "I already took care of those files in your hands. Lady Une also wants to see us for some thing important."
Heero drops the file and asks, "When?"
"As soon as you got here," the violet eyed man replies, rising out of his seat, "Apparently, we have visitors."
Both men leave the little office space and head down the hall. Heero knocks curtly on Une's door and enters after being told. Inside are the other ex-gundam pilots and two women. Each pilot has grown into themselves. Quatre Winner has stopped wearing pink shirts and purple vests, going for plain white dress shirt and black slacks. He isn't a full time Preventer, but is called in with special cases or exceedingly difficult ones. Wufei Chang has grown a few good inches taller along with some slightly longer hair. Trowa Barton has gained a few inches as well, making him the tallest in the room. Both men are wearing Preventer uniforms as they lean on the walls to the left side of the office.
The two women occupy the only two chairs in the room, besides Lady Une's desk chair. One woman is taller than the other, but looks younger or around the same age as the other woman. She has long black hair freely cascading down her back. She has pale skin and bright brown eyes. Her clothes consist of dark jeans, black heeled boots, and a purple shirt that says, "What are you looking at?" The other woman has short red hair that could possibly be put into a ponytail. She has bright blue eyes and, oddly, dark tanned skin. She wears a dark long sleeved top with black pants and low heeled boots. She also has fingerless red wrist warmers on that are poking from her sleeves. She doesn't look at all happy to be here.
"Glad you could make it Yuy," Une says from behind her desk, "It's not like you to be late." Said man doesn't reply.
Une has aged, but time has been kind to her. She looks a few years younger than she is. She shuffles some papers around on her desk, looking for something important. She pulls out five papers and slides them towards the shorter woman. She reaches foreword hesitantly and takes the sheets. The taller girl leans over to look on with her.
"Would either of you like to explain the situation?" Une asks the young ladies sitting in front of her.
"You had better start it," the taller one says, "We'll pick it up when you think it is right to. I don't think either of us could explain it to them in a…proper fashion, for lack of a better term."
"Fine," she replies, "Gentlemen, we have a gross issue on our hands. A war that has been waging under the surface of the peace and it is about to break out. This war has been going on for many years, longer than the one we fought in (the shorter woman snorts a laugh) and we need to keep it from loosening itself from the shadows, perhaps even quelling it."
"Why didn't we help before if we had knowledge of it?" Quatre asks, glancing between her and the two ladies in the chairs.
"At the time, we weren't supposed to know the participants or the fact that a war is going on at all," she responds to the blonde Arab, "Most still don't and it's to be kept that way. The reason this information wasn't spread through the Preventers was due to the request of some participants. Also, information wouldn't leak out as easily."
"That's why you have the security cameras off in here and outside you office?" Wufei asks, with his usual frown. She nods.
"How does no one know about this war if it has been going on so long?" he asks with a stoic face.
"People are good at cleaning up the bodies," the redheaded woman mutters to him, not looking up from the papers in her hand.
"Ladies," she says, directing the attention of everyone to the two unnamed women, "I believe that as participants in this underground war, you need to fill them in now."
The shorter one gives a rough sigh and runs her hand through all of her hair. She pushes the sheets of paper towards Une, done reading over them. The taller one fidgets a little with her hands and shifts some in her seat. The Chinese man's eyes tighten to a small glare directed at the "participants".
"I hope you know how ridiculous this is, Une," the redhead growls at her with a heated glare.
"I understand that sharing this information you so viscously protect will be difficult, but it must be done," the older woman says with finality. Both young women look at each other and the taller one shrugs.
"You say that so casually, it hurts a little. Names should be in order, first," the redhead starts, "Guys, Alincia Dunne, but you can call me Ally."
"My name's Katharina Wilcox, but you can call me Kit," the taller woman introduces herself with a smile, "We already know all of your names. The sheets that Une gave us had your basic information on them."
"Generally, this war is between us, along with our friends, against an organization bent on 'refining the world' as they call it," Ally says, slouching low in her chair, "They couldn't even come up with a creative reason. We can usually handle these idiots, but we have three major problems."
"The first is that we can't find them," Kit says, taking up where Ally left off, "They don't have a main base in the colonies, and Earth is a great deal larger. The second is that they got their hands on mobile suits somehow. We can take them out two at a time with some concentration, but now they found Taurus dolls. The third is something I don't want to mention among unsafe walls."
"How did they acquire the suits?" Quatre asks with worry.
"Do you honestly think everyone's destroyed them or stopped producing them?" Kit asks with a corked brow, "They sell huge on the black-market. The new prices are so painful that's it's not even funny."
"And how would you know that?" Wufei asks with an accusatory voice.
"Do you know of a better way to get info on your enemy if they use illegal suits?" Ally snaps right back, leaning foreword.
"You ladies must have a lot of connections," Duo says with a large grin. Ally and Kit grimly smirk at him.
"You could say that," Kit says coyly.
"That's basically it," Ally says with a shrug and sinks back down in her chair.
"Alincia, you need to tell them the other details about yourselves and the war," Une says with a slightly mocking voice.
"Not here," she says in a low and dangerous tone.
"You have to tell them or at least show them," Une reasons with an even tone, "That's the only way I believed you."
"I was ten and stupid then," she spits back at her, leaning almost off the chair, "I understand the consequences now and I won't jeopardize those I protect and our secrecy."
"It isn't wise to do it here, Une," Kit calmly adds after her angered friend.
"If you do not tell them or demonstrate, you will receive no help," Lady Une threatens with a poker face.
Ally gets up roughly and begins to walk out of the door.
"Ally, wait a second!" Kit says, grabbing her arm, "Lady Une, you know that you need our help just as much as we need yours. This is ridiculous and a waste of time and effort for either of our sides. We have to compromise."
"Then, take them to your safe house," Une says with crossed arms and leans back in her chair.
Ally perks at this and whirls to look at the manipulative woman. She knows what she's doing. Une trapped her and her friends in a hard place and a sheetrock at their backs. There was no alternative. No matter how badly she wants people to stay out of the safe house created for her and her friends, she knows that Une is too hard headed to yield and that neither would she. Ally stalks back to Une's desk and leans her hands down, getting very close to Une.
"You do realize how easily I can tear this place up?" the redhead spits out at the older woman. The men tense, ready to take Ally down.
"And you realize how badly you need my help," Une says, with a calm voice.
"Damn," she mutters, "I thought you stopped being so manipulative, Une." Said woman smirks at the redhead.
"Will we take them?" Kit asks her shorter friend.
"Yeah," she turns back towards the door, "Better keep up guys."
"Une," Kit says with a serious voice, "Be careful how much you get under her skin. Ally has the most patience out of us, but there are limits."
Une just nods and smirks. Both women walk purposefully out of the office and down the hall towards the stairs with the five men following behind, with a nod of approval from Une. Once outside, they veer to the left and start down the busy street. After many turns and intersections, the group enters the rundown part of the city. The two women lead them to a falling apart warehouse. It's so old that it might just fall apart in a small wind surge.
"Home, sweet home," Kit mutters as they enter the dusty building.
"This doesn't look like a suitable safe house," Wufei mutters, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets.
"That's the point," Ally shoots over her shoulder.
Taking an odd stance, Kit slams her hands up in a pattern of three, one, two, and one again. Suddenly the earthy floor begins to split in half and slide horizontally apart, revealing stairs made of stone. The two women being to travel down as the slightly stunned men follow. Small torches light one side of the stairs as they descend. The temperature drops to sixty degrees from the eighty degrees in the sun. Ally mutters a few times about Une being a manipulative bitch and thoughts about getting back at her. Kit just shakes her head at her friend's empty threats.
They exit the staircase and the earthen walls shut it quickly behind them, making Duo and Quatre jump. The area is a large square room with four doors; two in the far back and one on each side. Above them is a balcony that lines the whole room. The entire structure is made out of stone that is well smoothed. On both sides of the staircase they just came from are two large basins of clear water.
"Err, you guys may want to cover your ears," Kit warns with a nervous look.
"Why?" Duo asks, doing as he's told. Quatre follows suit.
"'Cause, Ally is loud as hell," she replies, covering her own ears.
"Hey, you three lazy asses! Get down here right now!" Ally bellows and her loud voice bounces off the walls and off of the three guys that didn't cover their ears: Heero, Wufei, and Trowa. Heero winces. As if his head didn't hurt enough. One of the rare days to get sick and he has to stop some random war.
"Alright, airhead, we're comin'!" another loud woman yells back.
Two women come from the right upper door and another one comes from the lower left door. One woman at the top is brown skinned, showing some sort of Hispanic in her. Her hair is light brown, thick, short and curly. She wears a black tank top and red flair jeans with black tennis shoes. The woman next to her is pale white and has bright blonde hair and green eyes. She wears a simple blue shirt and blue jeans with white tennis. The woman on the ground level is the tallest out of all of them, but only a bit taller than Wufei. She has ebony skin with long hair in a loose and thick braid. She wears ripped jeans and a green shirt that says, "Wanna fight?" with a bruised smiley face at the bottom.
"You brought guests back," the one in the red top says, "and guys, no less. Get my message I left on your door?"
"About this group needing some testosterone people?" Ally asks with a grin, "Yeah, but they weren't brought here on your request. Une sent 'em as help. We have to…demonstrate ourselves."
"What exactly do you mean by that?" the braided pilot asks. He can't help but think about how many meanings that phrase has.
"You'll see," the Hispanic woman says with a sly grin.
Suddenly, a pillar earth shoots up where the two women up top are. This scares the hell out of the five men. A few do a good job of holding their surprise but some can't. The two women at the top get on to the pillar and the ebony woman takes an odd stance and the pillar lowers.
"Holy hell!" Duo can't help but yell in a slightly delayed reaction.
"Tch. And Une wanted us to demonstrate this in her office," Ally mutters, "Crazy."
"Okay, before you guys go insane," Kit says walking in front of the group with a sheepish smile, "Let's do some introductions! I think you guys should go first since Ally and I had to last time."
"Why?" Wufei asks, a tiny bit annoyed. The woman just shrugs in return.
"Well, I'm Duo Maxwell; I may run and hide, but I never tell a lie," the 02 pilot says with a grin.
"Quatre Raberba Winner," the blonde Arab says with a polite smile.
"Trowa Barton," the tallest member says with a quiet voice.
"Yuy, Heero," the ill pilot says.
"Chang, Wufei," the Chinese man says.
"Well, don't we have an odd group on our hands," the ebony girl says with a smirk, "Though, we're not much better."
"My name's Zumi Santo," the Hispanic woman introduces herself with a coy smile.
"I'm Hana Jackson," the blonde woman says with a shy smile.
"Halite Facino," the tall ebony woman says, "But you can call me Hailey."
"Why do we have the traditional names?" Ally asks, confusing the males further.
"Parents' choice, I guess," Hailey replies with an uncaring shrug, "What do they know?"
"Basically everything, but what we are, what we can do and where we are," the redhead responds, shoving her hands into her pants pockets.
"I think we should do this in the kitchen," Zumi pipes up behind Ally, "Y'know, around chairs."
"Good idea, Zumi," Kit says with a bright smile.
The group of females led the males off to the right back door and they enter into a white and silver kitchen. Hana kindly directs the guys to take a seat at the table while Hailey, Zumi and Kit take the bar seats. Hana leans on the side of the bar and Ally paces a little between the two groups, trying to figure out a decent way to start this long explanation. Stopping between the two groups, she claps her hands together, coming out in a slightly muffled sound and takes a deep breath.
"All of you must understand this more than anything else," she starts, looking each man in the eye, "Whether you believe us or not, you must not tell anyone this, even if you think it's a funny story or something. Got it?"
"Sure, Ally," Duo says with his trademark grin, "We're all pretty good at keeping secrets." Quatre laughs a bit at this.
"Good," she smirks back, "'Cause this is one helluva secret. We need to start in the beginning. History records go back a long ways, but there were records lost to time and decay before any of the earliest recordings found. Before, people were much more in tuned with the four basic elements of earth, water, fire, and air. To an extent, there were a people who could control a certain elements and those that couldn't. These element controllers were called Benders.
"Now, like all civilizations, there were wars and such issues between countries. Before, there were only four nations: the Fire Nation, the Water Tribes, the Earth Kingdom, and the Air Nomads. Everything in the world is about balance. To everyone, life was black and white and there had to be a gray spot connecting them equally. This gray spot was called the Avatar. The Avatar could control all four elements and was reincarnated into each nation after each life in a particular cycle of water, earth, fire and air. The process is so old, not even the records we could get a hold of says anything about the first every Avatar. This one person kept the peace between all the nations and only they could restore balance if massive conflicts broke out.
"Now, the Bender population is nearly extinct. The gene is believed to become so weak that it is rarely passed on through children of Benders. To find one Bender in ten countries is very rare. There is, however, some diehards that want to dredge up some past that isn't suppose to be happening again. At one point, the Fire Nation nearly succeeded in taking over the world, but Avatar Aang was able to stop them before the Earth Kingdom, which was the last hope, fell. The people we're dealing with wants the same thing, only they're not restricting it to just Firebenders, but to all Benders. They want to wipe out more than half of the non-bending population, including the colonies. Phew, that was a lot to say."
The woman leans on the counter, placing her chin in her palm and leaning her weight on one leg. For a few moments, everyone is silent after Ally's explanation and history lesson. The women wait patiently for the men to process the massive information they just received.
"So, what you're saying is," Duo starts slowly, trying to understand what he was told, "is that there are superhuman element people that want to take over the world?"
"They're not superhuman," Hana replies, "But that is the basic idea."
"What happened to the Avatar?" Heero asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
"We're not sure," Ally answers, "The process hasn't stopped, but no one has found the new Avatar. One was found about two decades or so ago, but he was killed. We're not sure if the process will wear it self out if there isn't enough benders around."
"I don't believe a word," Wufei says, getting up and glaring at the group of women. None look annoyed or angry. In fact, they knew this was coming.
"Which is why we're gonna show you," Zumi says with a huge grin.
"Yay, training time!" Kit says with a silly smile.
"You're a crazy little water sprite, I hope you know that," Hailey mutters.
"But you wouldn't have me any other way," she replies with a grin.
"That's true," Hana says in a thoughtful voice, "It's funny to watch you run in to walls all the time."
"Aw, shut it!" the black haired woman snaps back at Hana.
"Why do you need our help?" Trowa asks, speaking for the second time, "Also, what was the third problem you couldn't say outside safe walls?"
"Wow," Ally says surprised, "You can talk. We need more help because the Taurus Suits are learning more about us and it's kind of hard take one of those down if you don't have a suit or major firearms at all. We're running out of original ideas of how to take these suckers down quickly."
"How do you take them down?" Quatre asks, completely confused.
"By hand," all of them say with large grins.
"Impossible," Wufei snorts out.
"C'mon and see if it is," Zumi challenges, getting out of her chair and heading back to the main room.
The large group follows Zumi and the women spread the men against the wall, letting them know it's for their safety.
"So," Kit asks, looking at the circle they formed in the middle of the room, "Who wants to go first?"
"I'll start it off," Zumi says with a grin.
"Ever the pyro," Hana says, shaking her head.
"It's in the blood," the tanned woman says back as she walks to the men, "Hope you boys aren't afraid of a little fire."
She swoops her hands down some, her stance wide and in her palms are balled flames of orange. The little fire just flickers happily at its master's attention. The flame doesn't touch her palms, but rather floats right above it. The men look very shocked.
"Go ahead and take a closer look," Zumi says, "But don't touch the fire. It will burn."
Duo shamelessly gets close to her palms, looking at them from different angles. Quatre looks around his head, seeing that fire is really there. She moves away from pilots 02 and 03 and to the others that hadn't move. Each look at the flames in their own ways and Zumi backs off and away from them, killing the fire.
"I still don't believe you," Wufei says with a hard glare. Suddenly, heat explodes behind him. Zumi holds her stance, fist extended with her right foot parallel on the ground, with smoke coming from her wrist. Wide-eyed, 05 turns and looks at a scorch mark just next to his head on the wall.
"How, 'bout now, chico?" she asks with a grin, relaxing her stance, "Hot enough for you?"
"Enough, Zumi," Ally interrupts in a lazy voice, "We want them on our side, remember?"
"I'll go next then," Hana volunteers and Kit joins.
Both women pull water from the basins next to the hidden staircase entrance way. Their bodies smoothly twist and turn as they pull a small stream of water towards them. They each do something different; Hana pulls it around the space in front of her and around her own body while Kit changes it into different aquatic animals. Kit freezes a fish shape, taking a deep breath, bringing her hands to her mouth, and exhaling mist that frosts the fish while extending her arms. It drops with a thick thunk.
"You guys can come and see it," Kit says with an inviting wave of her hand.
Quatre is the first to go and see it. He puts his hand on it and immediately pulls it off while muttering that it's really cold. Hana still holds her water around her in a hoop. Duo walks over to her and sticks his hand in the water.
"Okay, this is so freaky," he says, pulling his wet hand out.
"But, fun," Kit says with a smile as she melts the fish and send the water back into the basin. Hana follows her actions and walks back to the group of females.
"I'll go next," Ally says, "My element is a little simple. Sneezing when I was five was always a problem."
Walking towards the men, she spreads her legs a bit. Crouching down, she jumps into the air, nearly hitting the ceiling fifty feet away. She slaps her hand against it before floating down, hair ruffling along the way. She lands silently and walks back ignoring the gapping mouth of Duo along with the wide eyes of his companions.
"You're so anti-climatic," Hailey says with a shake of her head. The other woman shrugs.
Hailey takes a solid stance and stomps a foot foreword, pulling up a pillar of earth. She then splits them into rock disks, her arms in sharp motions, elbowing the air around her. After cutting up the rock, she beckons the "audience" foreword. This time, all of them come to inspect the cut up rock.
"How is this possible?" Trowa asks himself more than anyone else.
"Genetics," Hailey says with a small sigh, "It's all natural." She pulls the rocks back into a pillar and pushes it back into the rock floor.
"If you guys didn't catch any thing we just showed you," Zumi says with some sarcasm, "I'm a Firebender, Hailey's an Earthbender, Kit and Hana are Waterbenders and Ally's an Airbender."
"Amazingly," Ally mutters with a sigh.
"What do you mean?" Heero asks. The medicine he took earlier before work is beginning to wear off. His mood is dropping drastically. He wants whole answers, not tidbits.
"When Avatar Aang was around," she begins to explain, "He stopped a war that lasted 100 years. During the time he went missing, the Fire Nation massacred every Air Temple. They killed every last monk and nun, except him. I may be a direct descendant. He started to repopulate the Airbenders, but then the genetic decline happened about a thousand years later. Waterbenders aren't much better."
"How so?" Quatre asks.
"There were only two places Waterbenders lived," Hana says in a small voice, "the North Pole and the South Pole. The South Pole tribe lost connection with the North Pole tribe, which wasn't hard to do."
"During the 100 year war," Kit picks up after Hana, "The Fire Nation went to the South Pole and killed all the Waterbenders except for one they missed. There weren't that many Waterbenders in the other tribe either."
"So the fact that I exist," Ally says with a matter of fact tone, "Or that we have two Waterbenders here in one place is nearly inconceivable."
"Yay, we defy the mathematical logic of the world!" Kit says, half hugging Hana, who laughs.
"You evaded my other question," Trowa cuts in. The women glace between themselves.
"Um, you guys need to digest a lot of new things," Hailey says, "I think you should hear that last part later. You guys have to go back to Une soon."
"C'mon, what else could you hit us with?" Duo asks with a shrug and weak grin.
"Do you really want to know?" Ally asks with a deadpan voice.
"We came here to receive all the information," Heero says. Yeah, that cold stuff is wearing off fast. His nose is getting runny.
"Fine, you asked for it," Hana says with a shake of her head.
"The organization we're fighting got a hold of something very dangerous and valuable," Ally starts, with an apathetic voice, "In a way, they have what is inside Pandora's Box and they are making a new Pandora. We aren't sure how they came across these items, but we do know when they got them and how much they had to pay, which was a shit load."
"No kidding," Zumi mutters, rubbing the back of her neck.
"What they have…" Ally trails, biting her lower lip, "are the blueprints of Epion and the materials to build a new one. They are modifying and upgrading the hell out of it."
Silence echoes off the brown stone walls. None of the men move and Heero's eyes slowly widens. Kit can't decide if it's from surprise or fear of what this mobile suit means to him. Zumi mutters something in Spanish, while tugging her hand through her thick hair.
"We warned you," Hana mutters, a bit annoyed.
"Oh God," Duo chokes out, "Please tell me this is a sick joke."
"It'd be easier if it was," Kit says with a sad look.
"This is the only real reason we need help," Ally says, breaking up the shocked mood as best she could, "You five had been in contact with the original Epion and still live to say so. We have no experience at all."
"We need to stop them before they get done with the suit," Hailey says with a hard tone, "If that 'doomsday device' is let loose, well… let's not think about the consequences."
"I…" Duo starts with a stunned face, "need to sit." He slumps against the wall.
"Warned y'all," Hailey mutters.
"This information is fresh by a week," Kit says with a weak smile, "So, there's something to look foreword to!"
"Do any of you…onnas have any idea what you have involved yourselves with?" Wufei asks in a dangerous voice.
"Yeah, we do hombre," Zumi snips back, "and we also understand Chinese to an extent."
"Those two will get along great," Quatre mutters to Duo. 02 snorts a laugh at his friend's sarcastic comment.
"Break it up, Matchstick," Kit says, pulling the arm of her hotheaded friend, "We don't need you to set him on fire or anything."
"Alright," Hana says, getting everyone's attention, surprisingly, "We have a scheduled safe time in a minute. We've timed it so if one of us needs to leave, there are good times to appear on the street. You five need to get back to Une and decide what you want to do. She said this job will up to all of you. Hailey and I will lead you out and to the main street."
The Earthbender faces the left wall and takes her solid stance. She steps, bringing her hands in a vertical slash and the wall splits and is slowly brought apart. Hana walks in front of Hailey and begins to push her arms to and fro her body, gradually moving her whole body in the motion. The other women line the men up around the two working Benders. They walk into the dark entrance, leaving the other three women behind. Hailey closes the earth behind her, engulfing everyone in black and opens the rock ahead of them. Water immediately meets them, but Hana, changing her motions, is moving it around them in a large current. They walk out of a small lake completely dry.
"That had to be the coolest thing ever!" Duo exclaims with some immaturity. The other four won't really say anything, even though it's true.
"Follow us, we're not far from the main road," Hana says with a small smile. They lead the five out of the wooded area and to the main street that they came on.
"See ya, guys," Hailey says, turning to walk back to the lake.
"We may see each other pretty soon," Hana says with a small nod of her head.
The pilots walk back to the office, all in profound silence. Each of them ignored everyone and everything around them. Once they entered the Preventers office and went to Une's office, someone said something. Who else but Duo?
"Ya know what?" he says, plopping down in a chair in front of Une, "This is Heero's fault for today being a weird day."
"How is it my fault?" Heero asks with a glare at his braided friend.
"You're sick and late to work," 02 reasons, holding up a finger, "I think the world might be coming to an end."
"I think you're an idiot," Wufei mutters.
"Aw, 'Fei," he responds with a fake whine, "You hurt me!"
"Did all of that really happen?" Quatre asks with a confused face.
"I believe so," Trowa mutters next to the blonde man.
"Gentlemen, you have three days to give the other ladies your answers," Une interrupts with an amused smile, "Think about it carefully. You will be…temporarily terminated from the Preventers for this mission, if you accept. Your records will be given to you and you will be wiped out of the database. This is out of the request of the women you just meet with."
"Yep," Duo says, stretching is arms, "Diffidently Heero's fault."
"I should shoot you," 01 mutters, reaching to his holster.