Title: What would I do?
Disclaimer: I don't own GW, the poem on the other hand was given to me by a friend of mine and belongs to him..
Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Angst
Pairings: implied 13x5 , 3x4, 1+2,
"What would I do"
What would I ever do,
If I couldn't be with you,
To live a life full of disgrace,
Would be better than not seeing your face.
If I could not be by your side
My world would crumble,
Grey clouds would cover the blue sky
My soul would be extinguished
The flame in my heart would die
There are no words to describe
How much you really mean to me
My soul would be lost without you
You're my reason to be
Could I live my life without you?
What type of life would that be?
No more love left in my heart
No more tears left in my eyes
No more sorrow in my heart
No more sun
No more stars
No more life..........
Wufei watched the others converge on the base and cursed silently. 'Damn it, Treize, why did you have to be at this base today?' he thought, as he followed Heavyarms closer to the base. They had received orders that they were to attack and bomb a certain base at a certain time. It was drawing closer to that time and he worried silently that Treize would still be on the base when it came time to destroy it. Then the movement began, a large amount of frenzied activity had started around the shuttles near the base. One shuttle fired its engines and took to the air. Wufei cast a glance over at Wing. The large gundam remained still as the shuttle climbed higher into the sky. Then a second shuttle fired its engines.
Over the comm. he heard Heero speak quietly.
[Ninmu Ryoukai.]
His breath caught in his throat as he watched Wing gundam shift into bird mode and fly after the second shuttle. Information flashed across his screen and he let the breath out slowly. Treize had been on the first shuttle. The second shuttle carried a high official from Romefeller, that was Heero's target, not Treize. 'At least now the General of Oz was off the base' he thought as he watched Wing gundam get closer to the second shuttle, shifting out of bird mode to draw its beam saber out. It sliced through the shuttle easily.
The shuttle exploded, and he noticed something too late. The first shuttle was too close to the second, the blast from the second exploding hit the first rocking it and ripped into the tail of the shuttle. It went down streaming smoke towards the runway and then hit hard, part of the shuttle exploded and Wufei's blood turned to ice. 'No.. oh gods..' he thought as he watched the wreckage of the shuttle. He thoughtlessly directed Nataku towards it, ignoring the questions from both Duo, and Quatre. He stopped about five feet away from it and then opened his cockpit and dropped out of it. The shuttle hadn't been completely destroyed by the explosion, only half had been severely damaged he noted. He ran towards it and then pried open one of the doors, climbing inside.
Wufei was met by the barrel of a pistol and looked up into cold brown eyes. Colonel Une stood there in the corridor of the entrance her pistol aimed directly at him. He waited for the sound of the shot, it never came and the barrel wavered slightly. "Bastard.." Une hissed at him as she stepped forwards slightly unsteady. "You killed him, you miserable little.." she began raising the pistol at him again. He sidestepped her and then ran past her ignoring her screams at his back. 'He couldn't be dead..' he whispered silently to himself as he pushed his way further into the shuttle. 'She wouldn't of left him if he was alive..' came the traitorous thought. He brutally shoved it out of his mind and pushed his way into the passenger area of the craft. It was filled with smoke and he saw a body in the middle of the shuttle. "God no." he whispered to himself softly as he quickly made his way towards it.
His breath left in a relieved rush when he saw it was only a soldier not Treize himself. As he moved to go past the fallen man, he saw a flash of gold under the corpse of the soldier. He knelt and pushed the soldier off to the side and looked down at the General. Picking up one of Treize's wrists, he quickly felt for a pulse and almost wept when his fingers found it. Weak and erratic but there. 'Thank you god..' he thought as he attempted to get his arms under Treize's shoulder's and slowly lifted him up. Something stopped him from getting to high and he looked down to see that his legs were pinned under a piece of the shuttle.
Wufei laid Treize down gently, walking over to the debris. He tried to move it, and cursed when he couldn't. He then felt a slim hand on his shoulder. Looking behind him, ebony locked with emerald green. Wufei straightened and faced Trowa glaring. "I won't leave him here to die. He's still alive." he growled at the tall pilot. Trowa said nothing only nodded and gestured for him to stand by Treize's shoulder's. Scowling he went back and picked the General up under his shoulders again and watched as Trowa picked the piece of debris up off Treize's legs. Wufei quickly pulled him out from under it. Trowa walked around the metal and then helped him hoist Treize up off the floor, saying nothing.
They both worked silently, and finally made it out of the shuttle. After they had gotten halfway to Nataku, the shuttle exploded again becoming a fiery inferno. A weak feeling went through his legs and he almost went to his knees. 'If they had been a few minutes more getting out of the shuttle, or if Trowa hadn't come to help..' he realized silently watching the blaze with stinging eyes. They then continued towards Nataku. Wufei set Treize down and then climbed into the cockpit and made the large gundam kneel down closer to the ground. Trowa helped him get Treize's limp form into the cockpit and then left to climb back into his own.
After a bit of adjusting, he had Treize strapped into the seat and sat gently as he could in his lap bringing Nataku back up straight. He watched silently as Heero shifted into Bird mode and took off with Deathscythe, and Sandrock right behind him. Heavyarms walked towards Nataku for a moment before turning and following after Sandrock. Wufei considered his options as he watched him go. He could leave and find someplace safe, for both him and Treize. But he wasn't sure what injuries the older man had sustained during the crash and Quatre's people would most likely have the supplies needed to take care of him. Decision made he flew after them.
***
Wufei glanced up towards Quatre and Trowa and waited. "Well..?" he asked finally after going impatient with the slow movements of the green-eyed pilot who was checking the general over for any life-threatening injuries. Trowa glanced up at him and straightened.
"Left femur is broken cleanly, the right tibia sustained a minor fracture. Some bruised, maybe fractured ribs. Maybe a concussion. If there's anything internal I wouldn't be able to tell, we'd need a medic for that." Trowa said calmly, watching Wufei.
Wufei scowled slightly. "I could call Sally, she helped me once before and she is a doctor." he said walking towards the door.
"We can trust her?" the tall pilot asked as he opened the door.
"Yes, I think so." he said and then walked out shutting the door behind him.
Trowa felt Quatre tap his shoulder and glanced over at the small blonde. Quatre was looking down at the general who had just opened his eyes and was watching both of them with a trace of confusion in the deep blue eyes.
"Who are you?"
Trowa lifted an eyebrow slightly and then asked a question of his own. "Can you tell us you *you* are first?"
A small frown marred the aristocratic features as the older man considered the question, then the eyes widened slightly and looked towards him again. ".. no I can't. Where am I? Where is Fei?"
Trowa frowned faintly and for the moment ignored the small gasp from Quatre. "You're safe." he said.
Quatre glanced at him and then back at Treize. "You mean Wufei?" he asked quietly. The general nodded slowly with a small wince as he completed the action. Quatre glanced at him once again and then continued. "He went to call a doctor, he'll be back soon."
Treize's eyes widened slightly again. "What happened? Why am I here, Who are you?"
Trowa glanced at Quatre before turning away towards the door. "You were involved in an accident, Wufei brought you here to take care of you, and we're.. friends." he said as he opened the door. He looked back at Quatre and then waited as the small blonde hesitated slightly before walking towards him and past him out the door. "Try to rest, the medic will be here soon." he said and then shut the door firmly and locking it despite the fact that the general wasn't a threat at the moment.
***
"How long have you known Treize personally *Traitor*?" Heero said coldly watching Wufei with narrowed eyes. Wufei stood there, arms cross across his chest glaring back at Heero. Trowa sighed internally at the sight and glanced silently at Quatre and Duo. Duo was watching Heero and Wufei silently, violet eyes slightly narrowed. Quatre was shifting his weight slightly at the hostility between the two pilots. Sally was inside the room with the general, checking the man over for anything he might of missed or couldn't have seen.
"Its none of your business, Heero Yuy. I am NOT a traitor. We never spoke of the war with each other!"
"Why did you rescue him, and bring him here?!"
Trowa frowned slightly as Quatre winced faintly at the last exchange and then watched silently as Quatre stepped between Heero and Wufei. "Heero, Treize doesn't remember who he is. Most likely the crash and his injuries are responsible. Wufei isn't a traitor.. can't you see the benefit in having him on our side? Without Treize to lead Oz, we'll have a chance to stop the war. Plus if we tell him that he was *our* ally, we'll have his mind helping us instead of Oz and Romefeller." he said softly to the Japanese pilot, ignoring the glare he was receiving from Wufei.
"You would have me lie to him?! That is dishonorable!" Wufei growled.
Heero glared back at Wufei. "Either we do what Quatre suggests or I will make sure he stays out of Oz's hands my *own* way." he threatened, his gun hand flexing slightly to show how he meant to do that.
Wufei's eyes widened slightly. "You wouldn't.. I wouldn't let you kill him when he doesn't even remember what he's done!" he said.
Heero pulled his gun out silently and a soft click was heard. "Try me." he said coldly watching Wufei silently, glaring.
Wufei glared back at him and then scowled. "Fine. We'll do it Quatre's way then."
***
They walked into the bedroom, Sally was finishing replacing the supplies back into the small bag she had brought. "Once those legs heal, along with the fractured ribs he'll be fine. Except he doesn't recall anything about who he was or what is currently going on." she told them. Wufei glanced at her silently and then walked over to the bed where the older man was laying watching them silently. Trowa glanced at her and she continued. "I'll bring some painkillers for the broken leg as soon as I get a hold of them. Until then, all I can say is to allow him plenty of rest." Trowa nodded and then Sally walked out of the room with her bag.
He glanced over at the other three pilots silently before looking over at Wufei and Treize. The general was looking up at the Chinese pilot, holding one of his hands in his own. Heero was standing back leaning against the doorframe watching silently. He listened quietly as Quatre introduced them to the general and Wufei nodded stiffly as Treize looked up at him for confirmation. A soft smile graced the older man's features and he relaxed into the bed silently reassured he was among friends.
Wufei continued to sit beside the general as he went to sleep, scowling at Heero next to the doorway. Heero said nothing as he straightened and walked out of the room. Trowa glanced back at Quatre and Duo. They had both relaxed now that the storm had blown over so to speak. Duo left the room next, his cheerful smile restored as he most likely went to search for Heero. Quatre looked over at him and sighed softly, giving him a small smile before leaving the room. He glanced over at Wufei and Treize, the latter still sleeping with the former watching him silently. Wufei looked up at him silently, a slight challenge in his gaze before he looked back down at Treize. Trowa said nothing and then finally left them both alone.
***
(7 months later)
Une looked up scowling at the tall man standing before her. "I've heard some disturbing rumors about your conduct on the field, *Lieutenant* Merquise." she growled at him. Azure watched her coldly from behind the silver mask. "Some say you're not putting all your effort behind the fight. We should not have so many losses as there have been reported. Some even suggest that you're giving away our strategies. Is this so Lieutenant?" she asked him, narrowing her eyes at him from behind her glasses.
Zechs continued to glare callously at her from behind the mask. "Would you prefer it if I resign, and leave what is left of Oz, Colonel Une?" he asked coldly. "Or maybe you can tell me just why this war has continued? It has become meaningless.. a farce of what it *once* was. Ever since T-."
"ENOUGH!" she snarled at him before he was able to pronounce the name. Internally he smiled grimly, he knew mentioning the deceased general would rile her. It had hurt him to learn of it and the only reason he had stayed was to try and maybe honor the sacrifice the general had made. But it had turned into a farce within months, without Treize to guide them, Oz was nothing more than puppet for Romefeller to try and take over the power vacuum left by the absence of the Alliance.
Somehow the Gundam Pilots had succeeded in bypassing the security on several bases, destroying them beyond reasonable repair. One thing he was pleased about and he was sure Treize would have been as well, was the attacks had halted the production on the so-called Mobile Dolls. No doubt if Romefeller had gotten any further with them, they would be trying to replace the mobile suits and their pilots with the machines.
He watched Une silently. It was unfortunate that the woman had snapped after returning to duty. She had lost her anchor and now took it out on anyone who crossed her path. He waited for the dismissal that normally followed the display of temper. But this time she gave him a silent glare and then a small smirk. "Since you suggested it.. I think that is precisely what is needed. You are discharged as of now, Merquise. I don't want to see you ever again, and if I do.. I will kill you."
That wasn't what he had expected, although he was silently glad he was no longer involved in this disgraceful war. Maybe, if he spoke with the pilots he could help them put an end to this. All it would really take was for the colonies to rally behind the Gundams and then the citizens of Earth would most likely follow, if Oz could be thrown down like the Alliance before it. He walked out without a word or a salute.
Walking out to the hanger he looked up at Tallgeese, a slight scowl on his lips. It was time he placed Zechs Merquise away, unless the colonies didn't heed his words or the suits already around the colonies decided to prevent him from trying the new plan slowly forming in his mind.
***
Duo walked into the room and turned one of the chairs next to the table backwards before sitting down and glancing at the two men sitting at the table. He grinned at the older one who looked up at him, the deep blue eyes lightening up for a moment before the ginger haired man turned his attention back to the laptop that was in front of him. "What are you studying now?" he asked leaning over the table trying to get a glimpse of the screen. The eyes flicked back up at him and then down once more.
"Something's happened to the statistics. I'm changing the strategy to compensate for it." Treize answered quietly, picking up the papers from beside his laptop and glancing through them. Duo looked over at Heero who had glanced up from his own screen at the sound of the papers. He was watching the ex-general closely as the older man sorted through the information provided. Duo sat back down in his seat folding his arms on the table, resting his head on them to watch both of them silently for once. He knew Heero didn't give everything he had to Treize, that subject had come up already behind closed doors.
Wufei had noticed it and questioned that if they were going to rely upon him to come up with winning strategies that he would need all the information to do so correctly. Heero had countered he was giving all the *necessary* information he needed and that was all the former general was going to receive. Wufei had glared once more at Heero but let the subject rest and left the room they had gathered in.
Duo gave his attention back to Treize again and watched him for a moment. "So what happened?"
Treize set the papers down back onto the table and then began typing again. "They're missing one of their people. Report says that the person left last night taking his suit with him."
Duo looked up suddenly at Heero. The Japanese pilot paid him no attention not looking up from the screen of the computer in front of him. Something was up.. he was sure of it. He was about to say something to Heero when Quatre came into the room.
"Guys.. turn on the television."
Duo glanced at Heero, getting no response he got up and flicked the television on and then did a double take at the person on it. Long platinum blonde hair cascaded down over a white, black and gold suit the tall figure on the screen wore. He glanced at Heero who was watching the former general. Treize had looked up at the screen and seemed to be studying it intently, slight confusion danced in the deep blue eyes as he watched the man on the screen. He didn't know why Heero was looking at Treize like that until he paid attention to the man's voice.
"Oz and Romefeller are claiming that the Gundams are the enemies of the Earth and Colonies. That destroying them will achieve peace. Why have we let such duplicity from them go unchallenged? I'm sure that none of you have forgotten about the United Earth Sphere Alliance, Oz is now no better than the organization they overthrew. It is time to think for ourselves once more and see through their false promises and lies. The Gundams are not the enemy. The enemy is Romefeller, who hold the puppet strings of Oz."
The TV screen went blank then cutting off anything more the man was going to say. Duo looked over at Heero who held a remote in his hands. He opened his mouth to ask why he had shut it off when he heard the soft tenor question. "He.. looked familiar.. was he a friend of ours too?" Duo glanced over at the former general and then he realized for a moment what Wufei must feel like knowing the truth and having to keep it hidden. He had never said anything to dispute the story Treize had been told, but not saying anything was almost like lying and it was starting slowly to leave a decidedly sour taste in his mouth.
Duo glanced at Heero, but the pilot was not looking at him instead he had crossed his arms over his chest, one hand resting hidden slightly by the other arm. A small gleam of metal showed from the hiding place and he had a hard time keeping himself from displaying anything that would tip off the older man that there was something wrong. "He is not important at the moment. We have a mission and that is all that's important at the moment. Have you finished the changes to the strategy?" Heero asked Treize coldly.
It was a tense moment, Duo looked over at Quatre who stood watching the other two with a slightly worried and fitful expression. He barely heard the soft click of a safety being turned off and turned back to watch Treize who was still silently staring at the blank screen of the television. Duo wanted to say something, anything to break the tense silence, but he couldn't find any words. 'Come on Treize.. say something.. now.. please.. or he might actually kill you..' he wasn't sure when it had happened but he had come to consider the older man a friend in truth in a way.
"Yes, I have." Treize finally said looking away from the TV back to the laptop in front of him. He pressed a key and then turned the computer so it faced Heero. Duo slowly let out a small sigh of relief and then looked over to see Quatre had left the room. He didn't blame him.. if he hadn't been scared that Heero might have once and for all done away with the former general he might have left too. He watched silently as Treize stood up gracefully and walked away from the table and out of the room, before he turned back to see Heero scanning the laptop Treize had left intently.
"What the hell was that all about?!" he said coming around the table to stand not far from Heero. The Japanese pilot never diverted his attention and for a moment he thought he was once again being ignored. Then Heero straightened up and hit a few keys on the laptop's keyboard and a beep sounded from the small computer.
"There. Now its on its way to my computer and this one is locked." Heero closed the laptop and looked up at him. The dark blue eyes glanced towards the blank screen of the television in the wall. "That was the reason I strip the names from the reports he reviews as well as keep back certain points that don't effect the mission. One word, one face, one name could easily give him his memory back and then he would be a danger to us.. he now knows too much about us to ever chance his return to the enemy. If I think his memory has returned and there's a chance he could return to the enemy, I will make sure it doesn't occur."
"By killing him?! Damn Heero haven't you ever heard of asking him to remain on our side? I mean we've known him now for almost a year! And after that little speech on the news.. I think he would stay on our side. The enemy he was with is not the same now as it was then.. so quit being so trigger- happy alright?" He let a frustrated sound escape and then turned towards the door to leave. "I know you still don't trust him, but Wufei and Quatre do.. and I think I do too.. you should give the man a chance before condemning him.." He sighed and then left the room, leaving Heero alone in the room.
*
(L1 Colony D120)
"My name is Milliardo Peacecraft. I come here from my nation on Earth to speak to you about an urgent matter, namely the war that has begun and is taking all of Earth into its arms and is trying to take the Colonies as well. If you will please listen to what I wish to say and then judge me for it if you wish. All that I ask for this moment is just that you listen."
"Oz and Romefeller are claiming that the Gundams are the enemies of the Earth and Colonies. That destroying them will achieve peace. Why have we let such duplicity from them go unchallenged? I'm sure that none of you have forgotten about the United Earth Sphere Alliance, Oz is now no better than the organization they overthrew. It is time to think for ourselves once more and see through their false promises and lies. The Gundams are not the enemy. The enemy is Romefeller, who hold the puppet strings of Oz."
"Under the guise of Peace and Justice, the Alliance came to the Colonies with its overwhelming military force, Oz is now beginning the same tactic except they are hiding steel under a silk cover of lies and deceit. They plan to use the Colonies to make the very weapons it will use to suppress those same Colonies should they chose not to become one with Romefeller. If we truly want to end this war, it can not be attained by simply destroying the Gundams. It's a problem that calls for an end to Oz and Romefeller as we know it. Romefeller was and most likely still is working on a soulless machine which they plan to use to replace the ones now fighting in the war. If those soulless things are created and put into use, then anyone who disagrees with Romefeller will be crushed beneath them."
"Also Colonel Une of Oz says that there is need for these weapons of mass destruction such as Fortress Barge that already hangs in space armed with enough firepower to fully destroy a colony. And there are plans to make an even *bigger* space fortress with more firepower than Barge has. Do we truly need it? The Colonies have lived out here in space for nearly two hundred years now without large weapons such as the ones Romefeller and Oz are now creating. Let the Colonies join up with those on Earth to put a stop to this War and those behind its continued existence."
Milliardo looked down then as the camera shut down and sighed softly. He turned walking off the dais he had been standing on and out of the room into another that was now filled with representatives from the colonies, as well as an Alliance officer. He nodded politely towards all of them and then seated himself at the table and waited silently.
"Considering all that you have said and all that has been confirmed though sources of our own.." one representative began slowly looking around the table before finally giving him his full attention. "We have decided to agree to your petition that we not join with Oz as there had been talks to do so.. "
"And the other part? What about the Gundams?" he asked quietly, watching him from across the table.
"We still need to talk among ourselves on that matter, but as of now we think it is possible to support them. Soon we will be able to make an official statement considering everything and declare our position."
Milliardo nodded and then smiled softly. "Thank you for listening to me and for agreeing to heed my advice."
"Of course, Ambassador Peacecraft."
*
(Two weeks later - Earth)
Wufei glanced up from his place in Treize's lap as the door to the safe house opened and a tall figure dressed in the greens and black of an Oz solider walked inside dropping a duffel bag inside the door and shutting the door behind him. He watched Trowa silently as the auburn haired pilot walked towards the hall without saying anything to either of them.
Upon hearing the furious argument from the hallway, he frowned slightly. 'What the hell was going on? Because of the nature of Trowa's continuing missions within the Oz bases he was often in, he never hardly returned for very long to the safe house and certainly not still wearing his uniform.
Heero then stalked out of the hall and glared down at both him and Treize. He glared back and felt the older man's arms tighten around him slightly. He then saw the gun in Heero's hand and froze. 'What the hell is going on?!' he thought as he watched Trowa come back out of the hall and pull Heero's arm up and force the gun out of his hand.
"You can't do that Heero.. I told you Dr. J wants him for this mission and he has to be in perfect health. Not dead and buried. Otherwise the mission is a complete failure before it even begins." Trowa said, his voice calm but cold.
"If he goes back with you, he'll never come back and they will have him *again*. They will use him to their own ends and we will suffer for letting him go.. he knows too much."
"He's the only one who can even get close to the source of the information we need. I've tried to find a way for me to get to it from where I am, I can't. Not without compromising my cover and position which is sorely needed elsewhere in space. I have the uniform in my duffel, as soon as he's dressed I *have* to leave with him and go to Luxembourg."
"How do I know these *orders* really came from Dr. J? You've been gone for almost two months working undercover for them.. convenient for Oz to have the scientists in their custody.. where they can't send us the orders.."
"Heero.. I won't stand here and be called a traitor when I have been working this hard to undermine Oz. If you wish to think that I would even begin to switch sides, you don't know me as well as you think you do. If I have to go back and risk my cover to get you a hardcopy of these orders from Dr. J then I will.. and if the mission fails because I am caught getting those orders or Treize is not in the correct place when he needs to be and he doesn't get the necessary information we *need* to continue fighting.. then it is *your* fault and *not* ours."
Wufei scowled at both of them. "Excuse me, Trowa.. Heero.. but the person you're speaking about is sitting in this room with both of you. Its impolite to speak of him as if he wasn't. And Trowa.. what mission are you talking of?"
Trowa turned away from Heero with a slightly frosty glare to look at both Treize and Wufei. "Dr. J has heard that there is certain information coming down from Romefeller about something happening in the Colonies and certain parts of Earth. I can not get to where I would need to be to overhear it, therefore Dr. J wants me to take Treize to Romefeller Headquarters and have him work undercover as a General of Oz. I will go to space and try to find out what is going on while on Fortress Barge. I have a uniform in my duffel and its important that I leave as soon as Treize is ready."
He then looked up from Wufei to lock emerald with sapphire. "Will you do this? This is the front line, since the accident you've been behind the scenes, but now I'm asking you to leave Wufei and come with me into the heart of our enemy, to act as if you are a General within their ranks.. its a lot but we need it desperately."
Treize looked at the three of them and then sighed softly before kissing Wufei lightly on top of his head and releasing him. "I will.. " He slipped off the couch and then watched as Trowa walked over and retrieved the duffel he had brought inside, handing it over to Treize silently. Treize turned without speaking and walked down the hallway towards his room.
Wufei stared down the hall and then glanced at both Trowa and Heero who were once more locked in a staring match. 'If looks *could* kill then they'd both be dead..' he thought as he watched them silently. A couple minutes later he heard booted footsteps and looked over towards the source and paled. It was like looking at a ghost. It had been too long since seeing him once more in that outfit, but it still looked like he wore it like a second skin. He controlled the small shiver that went racing down his spine. This was a terrible risk and he wondered silently if Treize did remember would he lose him for lying to him all this time.. he had in effect sacrificed his honor for the general's life and was only now feeling the cost of that action.
Trowa looked away from Heero and studied Treize silently before nodding and turning to walk towards the door. "I'll start the car I brought, come out when you're ready. Wufei make sure he makes it outside. Heero... don't shoot him or I *will* tell Dr. J why this mission is doomed to failure before it was even started." He opened the door and then stepped outside, shutting the door behind him.
Treize was staring silently at the door before looking over at Heero, a brow raised halfway in query. ".....Shoot me? Why would you do that.. Heero?" Wufei barely kept the wince off his face as he heard the hurt laced in the soft tenor voice.
"Its none of your concern at the moment, except this warning. If you do turn your back on us I *will* put a bullet though it." The Japanese pilot then turned and sending a brief glare at both of them walked past Treize down the hallway.
Treize looked at him and he slid off the couch to hold him silently. "I feel I should say I'm sorry for everything.. if something happens I feel like I might not see you again.. I don't want you to go, but Trowa is right if we need that information to end this war, then this mission must be a success. I hope you come back after this is over.. I wouldn't know what to do if I lost you, koi." He felt a hand rest over his hair and run through it briefly before another soft kiss was placed on his head. He looked up and tried to not look worried and guilty. He smiled faintly in return of Treize's own small smile and accepted and returned the small kiss the older man gave him. He then released him and stepped away, turning silently to walk over towards the door with Treize behind him. Opening the door was the 2nd hardest thing he'd done in the past several months.
Treize turned as he walked out of the door. "I will come back Dragon.. don't worry, I would never leave you by my own choice." he smiled softly and continued. "I care for you too much to do such a thing."
Watching him as he turned away and seated himself beside Trowa in the car would have to be the hardest thing he had done in the past months. Because deep inside where he was most afraid to look was the certainly that despite everything.. he would not be back, no matter how either of them wanted it.
Duty was like that. He finally closed the door and went to his rooms.
Disclaimer: I don't own GW, the poem on the other hand was given to me by a friend of mine and belongs to him..
Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Angst
Pairings: implied 13x5 , 3x4, 1+2,
"What would I do"
What would I ever do,
If I couldn't be with you,
To live a life full of disgrace,
Would be better than not seeing your face.
If I could not be by your side
My world would crumble,
Grey clouds would cover the blue sky
My soul would be extinguished
The flame in my heart would die
There are no words to describe
How much you really mean to me
My soul would be lost without you
You're my reason to be
Could I live my life without you?
What type of life would that be?
No more love left in my heart
No more tears left in my eyes
No more sorrow in my heart
No more sun
No more stars
No more life..........
Wufei watched the others converge on the base and cursed silently. 'Damn it, Treize, why did you have to be at this base today?' he thought, as he followed Heavyarms closer to the base. They had received orders that they were to attack and bomb a certain base at a certain time. It was drawing closer to that time and he worried silently that Treize would still be on the base when it came time to destroy it. Then the movement began, a large amount of frenzied activity had started around the shuttles near the base. One shuttle fired its engines and took to the air. Wufei cast a glance over at Wing. The large gundam remained still as the shuttle climbed higher into the sky. Then a second shuttle fired its engines.
Over the comm. he heard Heero speak quietly.
[Ninmu Ryoukai.]
His breath caught in his throat as he watched Wing gundam shift into bird mode and fly after the second shuttle. Information flashed across his screen and he let the breath out slowly. Treize had been on the first shuttle. The second shuttle carried a high official from Romefeller, that was Heero's target, not Treize. 'At least now the General of Oz was off the base' he thought as he watched Wing gundam get closer to the second shuttle, shifting out of bird mode to draw its beam saber out. It sliced through the shuttle easily.
The shuttle exploded, and he noticed something too late. The first shuttle was too close to the second, the blast from the second exploding hit the first rocking it and ripped into the tail of the shuttle. It went down streaming smoke towards the runway and then hit hard, part of the shuttle exploded and Wufei's blood turned to ice. 'No.. oh gods..' he thought as he watched the wreckage of the shuttle. He thoughtlessly directed Nataku towards it, ignoring the questions from both Duo, and Quatre. He stopped about five feet away from it and then opened his cockpit and dropped out of it. The shuttle hadn't been completely destroyed by the explosion, only half had been severely damaged he noted. He ran towards it and then pried open one of the doors, climbing inside.
Wufei was met by the barrel of a pistol and looked up into cold brown eyes. Colonel Une stood there in the corridor of the entrance her pistol aimed directly at him. He waited for the sound of the shot, it never came and the barrel wavered slightly. "Bastard.." Une hissed at him as she stepped forwards slightly unsteady. "You killed him, you miserable little.." she began raising the pistol at him again. He sidestepped her and then ran past her ignoring her screams at his back. 'He couldn't be dead..' he whispered silently to himself as he pushed his way further into the shuttle. 'She wouldn't of left him if he was alive..' came the traitorous thought. He brutally shoved it out of his mind and pushed his way into the passenger area of the craft. It was filled with smoke and he saw a body in the middle of the shuttle. "God no." he whispered to himself softly as he quickly made his way towards it.
His breath left in a relieved rush when he saw it was only a soldier not Treize himself. As he moved to go past the fallen man, he saw a flash of gold under the corpse of the soldier. He knelt and pushed the soldier off to the side and looked down at the General. Picking up one of Treize's wrists, he quickly felt for a pulse and almost wept when his fingers found it. Weak and erratic but there. 'Thank you god..' he thought as he attempted to get his arms under Treize's shoulder's and slowly lifted him up. Something stopped him from getting to high and he looked down to see that his legs were pinned under a piece of the shuttle.
Wufei laid Treize down gently, walking over to the debris. He tried to move it, and cursed when he couldn't. He then felt a slim hand on his shoulder. Looking behind him, ebony locked with emerald green. Wufei straightened and faced Trowa glaring. "I won't leave him here to die. He's still alive." he growled at the tall pilot. Trowa said nothing only nodded and gestured for him to stand by Treize's shoulder's. Scowling he went back and picked the General up under his shoulders again and watched as Trowa picked the piece of debris up off Treize's legs. Wufei quickly pulled him out from under it. Trowa walked around the metal and then helped him hoist Treize up off the floor, saying nothing.
They both worked silently, and finally made it out of the shuttle. After they had gotten halfway to Nataku, the shuttle exploded again becoming a fiery inferno. A weak feeling went through his legs and he almost went to his knees. 'If they had been a few minutes more getting out of the shuttle, or if Trowa hadn't come to help..' he realized silently watching the blaze with stinging eyes. They then continued towards Nataku. Wufei set Treize down and then climbed into the cockpit and made the large gundam kneel down closer to the ground. Trowa helped him get Treize's limp form into the cockpit and then left to climb back into his own.
After a bit of adjusting, he had Treize strapped into the seat and sat gently as he could in his lap bringing Nataku back up straight. He watched silently as Heero shifted into Bird mode and took off with Deathscythe, and Sandrock right behind him. Heavyarms walked towards Nataku for a moment before turning and following after Sandrock. Wufei considered his options as he watched him go. He could leave and find someplace safe, for both him and Treize. But he wasn't sure what injuries the older man had sustained during the crash and Quatre's people would most likely have the supplies needed to take care of him. Decision made he flew after them.
***
Wufei glanced up towards Quatre and Trowa and waited. "Well..?" he asked finally after going impatient with the slow movements of the green-eyed pilot who was checking the general over for any life-threatening injuries. Trowa glanced up at him and straightened.
"Left femur is broken cleanly, the right tibia sustained a minor fracture. Some bruised, maybe fractured ribs. Maybe a concussion. If there's anything internal I wouldn't be able to tell, we'd need a medic for that." Trowa said calmly, watching Wufei.
Wufei scowled slightly. "I could call Sally, she helped me once before and she is a doctor." he said walking towards the door.
"We can trust her?" the tall pilot asked as he opened the door.
"Yes, I think so." he said and then walked out shutting the door behind him.
Trowa felt Quatre tap his shoulder and glanced over at the small blonde. Quatre was looking down at the general who had just opened his eyes and was watching both of them with a trace of confusion in the deep blue eyes.
"Who are you?"
Trowa lifted an eyebrow slightly and then asked a question of his own. "Can you tell us you *you* are first?"
A small frown marred the aristocratic features as the older man considered the question, then the eyes widened slightly and looked towards him again. ".. no I can't. Where am I? Where is Fei?"
Trowa frowned faintly and for the moment ignored the small gasp from Quatre. "You're safe." he said.
Quatre glanced at him and then back at Treize. "You mean Wufei?" he asked quietly. The general nodded slowly with a small wince as he completed the action. Quatre glanced at him once again and then continued. "He went to call a doctor, he'll be back soon."
Treize's eyes widened slightly again. "What happened? Why am I here, Who are you?"
Trowa glanced at Quatre before turning away towards the door. "You were involved in an accident, Wufei brought you here to take care of you, and we're.. friends." he said as he opened the door. He looked back at Quatre and then waited as the small blonde hesitated slightly before walking towards him and past him out the door. "Try to rest, the medic will be here soon." he said and then shut the door firmly and locking it despite the fact that the general wasn't a threat at the moment.
***
"How long have you known Treize personally *Traitor*?" Heero said coldly watching Wufei with narrowed eyes. Wufei stood there, arms cross across his chest glaring back at Heero. Trowa sighed internally at the sight and glanced silently at Quatre and Duo. Duo was watching Heero and Wufei silently, violet eyes slightly narrowed. Quatre was shifting his weight slightly at the hostility between the two pilots. Sally was inside the room with the general, checking the man over for anything he might of missed or couldn't have seen.
"Its none of your business, Heero Yuy. I am NOT a traitor. We never spoke of the war with each other!"
"Why did you rescue him, and bring him here?!"
Trowa frowned slightly as Quatre winced faintly at the last exchange and then watched silently as Quatre stepped between Heero and Wufei. "Heero, Treize doesn't remember who he is. Most likely the crash and his injuries are responsible. Wufei isn't a traitor.. can't you see the benefit in having him on our side? Without Treize to lead Oz, we'll have a chance to stop the war. Plus if we tell him that he was *our* ally, we'll have his mind helping us instead of Oz and Romefeller." he said softly to the Japanese pilot, ignoring the glare he was receiving from Wufei.
"You would have me lie to him?! That is dishonorable!" Wufei growled.
Heero glared back at Wufei. "Either we do what Quatre suggests or I will make sure he stays out of Oz's hands my *own* way." he threatened, his gun hand flexing slightly to show how he meant to do that.
Wufei's eyes widened slightly. "You wouldn't.. I wouldn't let you kill him when he doesn't even remember what he's done!" he said.
Heero pulled his gun out silently and a soft click was heard. "Try me." he said coldly watching Wufei silently, glaring.
Wufei glared back at him and then scowled. "Fine. We'll do it Quatre's way then."
***
They walked into the bedroom, Sally was finishing replacing the supplies back into the small bag she had brought. "Once those legs heal, along with the fractured ribs he'll be fine. Except he doesn't recall anything about who he was or what is currently going on." she told them. Wufei glanced at her silently and then walked over to the bed where the older man was laying watching them silently. Trowa glanced at her and she continued. "I'll bring some painkillers for the broken leg as soon as I get a hold of them. Until then, all I can say is to allow him plenty of rest." Trowa nodded and then Sally walked out of the room with her bag.
He glanced over at the other three pilots silently before looking over at Wufei and Treize. The general was looking up at the Chinese pilot, holding one of his hands in his own. Heero was standing back leaning against the doorframe watching silently. He listened quietly as Quatre introduced them to the general and Wufei nodded stiffly as Treize looked up at him for confirmation. A soft smile graced the older man's features and he relaxed into the bed silently reassured he was among friends.
Wufei continued to sit beside the general as he went to sleep, scowling at Heero next to the doorway. Heero said nothing as he straightened and walked out of the room. Trowa glanced back at Quatre and Duo. They had both relaxed now that the storm had blown over so to speak. Duo left the room next, his cheerful smile restored as he most likely went to search for Heero. Quatre looked over at him and sighed softly, giving him a small smile before leaving the room. He glanced over at Wufei and Treize, the latter still sleeping with the former watching him silently. Wufei looked up at him silently, a slight challenge in his gaze before he looked back down at Treize. Trowa said nothing and then finally left them both alone.
***
(7 months later)
Une looked up scowling at the tall man standing before her. "I've heard some disturbing rumors about your conduct on the field, *Lieutenant* Merquise." she growled at him. Azure watched her coldly from behind the silver mask. "Some say you're not putting all your effort behind the fight. We should not have so many losses as there have been reported. Some even suggest that you're giving away our strategies. Is this so Lieutenant?" she asked him, narrowing her eyes at him from behind her glasses.
Zechs continued to glare callously at her from behind the mask. "Would you prefer it if I resign, and leave what is left of Oz, Colonel Une?" he asked coldly. "Or maybe you can tell me just why this war has continued? It has become meaningless.. a farce of what it *once* was. Ever since T-."
"ENOUGH!" she snarled at him before he was able to pronounce the name. Internally he smiled grimly, he knew mentioning the deceased general would rile her. It had hurt him to learn of it and the only reason he had stayed was to try and maybe honor the sacrifice the general had made. But it had turned into a farce within months, without Treize to guide them, Oz was nothing more than puppet for Romefeller to try and take over the power vacuum left by the absence of the Alliance.
Somehow the Gundam Pilots had succeeded in bypassing the security on several bases, destroying them beyond reasonable repair. One thing he was pleased about and he was sure Treize would have been as well, was the attacks had halted the production on the so-called Mobile Dolls. No doubt if Romefeller had gotten any further with them, they would be trying to replace the mobile suits and their pilots with the machines.
He watched Une silently. It was unfortunate that the woman had snapped after returning to duty. She had lost her anchor and now took it out on anyone who crossed her path. He waited for the dismissal that normally followed the display of temper. But this time she gave him a silent glare and then a small smirk. "Since you suggested it.. I think that is precisely what is needed. You are discharged as of now, Merquise. I don't want to see you ever again, and if I do.. I will kill you."
That wasn't what he had expected, although he was silently glad he was no longer involved in this disgraceful war. Maybe, if he spoke with the pilots he could help them put an end to this. All it would really take was for the colonies to rally behind the Gundams and then the citizens of Earth would most likely follow, if Oz could be thrown down like the Alliance before it. He walked out without a word or a salute.
Walking out to the hanger he looked up at Tallgeese, a slight scowl on his lips. It was time he placed Zechs Merquise away, unless the colonies didn't heed his words or the suits already around the colonies decided to prevent him from trying the new plan slowly forming in his mind.
***
Duo walked into the room and turned one of the chairs next to the table backwards before sitting down and glancing at the two men sitting at the table. He grinned at the older one who looked up at him, the deep blue eyes lightening up for a moment before the ginger haired man turned his attention back to the laptop that was in front of him. "What are you studying now?" he asked leaning over the table trying to get a glimpse of the screen. The eyes flicked back up at him and then down once more.
"Something's happened to the statistics. I'm changing the strategy to compensate for it." Treize answered quietly, picking up the papers from beside his laptop and glancing through them. Duo looked over at Heero who had glanced up from his own screen at the sound of the papers. He was watching the ex-general closely as the older man sorted through the information provided. Duo sat back down in his seat folding his arms on the table, resting his head on them to watch both of them silently for once. He knew Heero didn't give everything he had to Treize, that subject had come up already behind closed doors.
Wufei had noticed it and questioned that if they were going to rely upon him to come up with winning strategies that he would need all the information to do so correctly. Heero had countered he was giving all the *necessary* information he needed and that was all the former general was going to receive. Wufei had glared once more at Heero but let the subject rest and left the room they had gathered in.
Duo gave his attention back to Treize again and watched him for a moment. "So what happened?"
Treize set the papers down back onto the table and then began typing again. "They're missing one of their people. Report says that the person left last night taking his suit with him."
Duo looked up suddenly at Heero. The Japanese pilot paid him no attention not looking up from the screen of the computer in front of him. Something was up.. he was sure of it. He was about to say something to Heero when Quatre came into the room.
"Guys.. turn on the television."
Duo glanced at Heero, getting no response he got up and flicked the television on and then did a double take at the person on it. Long platinum blonde hair cascaded down over a white, black and gold suit the tall figure on the screen wore. He glanced at Heero who was watching the former general. Treize had looked up at the screen and seemed to be studying it intently, slight confusion danced in the deep blue eyes as he watched the man on the screen. He didn't know why Heero was looking at Treize like that until he paid attention to the man's voice.
"Oz and Romefeller are claiming that the Gundams are the enemies of the Earth and Colonies. That destroying them will achieve peace. Why have we let such duplicity from them go unchallenged? I'm sure that none of you have forgotten about the United Earth Sphere Alliance, Oz is now no better than the organization they overthrew. It is time to think for ourselves once more and see through their false promises and lies. The Gundams are not the enemy. The enemy is Romefeller, who hold the puppet strings of Oz."
The TV screen went blank then cutting off anything more the man was going to say. Duo looked over at Heero who held a remote in his hands. He opened his mouth to ask why he had shut it off when he heard the soft tenor question. "He.. looked familiar.. was he a friend of ours too?" Duo glanced over at the former general and then he realized for a moment what Wufei must feel like knowing the truth and having to keep it hidden. He had never said anything to dispute the story Treize had been told, but not saying anything was almost like lying and it was starting slowly to leave a decidedly sour taste in his mouth.
Duo glanced at Heero, but the pilot was not looking at him instead he had crossed his arms over his chest, one hand resting hidden slightly by the other arm. A small gleam of metal showed from the hiding place and he had a hard time keeping himself from displaying anything that would tip off the older man that there was something wrong. "He is not important at the moment. We have a mission and that is all that's important at the moment. Have you finished the changes to the strategy?" Heero asked Treize coldly.
It was a tense moment, Duo looked over at Quatre who stood watching the other two with a slightly worried and fitful expression. He barely heard the soft click of a safety being turned off and turned back to watch Treize who was still silently staring at the blank screen of the television. Duo wanted to say something, anything to break the tense silence, but he couldn't find any words. 'Come on Treize.. say something.. now.. please.. or he might actually kill you..' he wasn't sure when it had happened but he had come to consider the older man a friend in truth in a way.
"Yes, I have." Treize finally said looking away from the TV back to the laptop in front of him. He pressed a key and then turned the computer so it faced Heero. Duo slowly let out a small sigh of relief and then looked over to see Quatre had left the room. He didn't blame him.. if he hadn't been scared that Heero might have once and for all done away with the former general he might have left too. He watched silently as Treize stood up gracefully and walked away from the table and out of the room, before he turned back to see Heero scanning the laptop Treize had left intently.
"What the hell was that all about?!" he said coming around the table to stand not far from Heero. The Japanese pilot never diverted his attention and for a moment he thought he was once again being ignored. Then Heero straightened up and hit a few keys on the laptop's keyboard and a beep sounded from the small computer.
"There. Now its on its way to my computer and this one is locked." Heero closed the laptop and looked up at him. The dark blue eyes glanced towards the blank screen of the television in the wall. "That was the reason I strip the names from the reports he reviews as well as keep back certain points that don't effect the mission. One word, one face, one name could easily give him his memory back and then he would be a danger to us.. he now knows too much about us to ever chance his return to the enemy. If I think his memory has returned and there's a chance he could return to the enemy, I will make sure it doesn't occur."
"By killing him?! Damn Heero haven't you ever heard of asking him to remain on our side? I mean we've known him now for almost a year! And after that little speech on the news.. I think he would stay on our side. The enemy he was with is not the same now as it was then.. so quit being so trigger- happy alright?" He let a frustrated sound escape and then turned towards the door to leave. "I know you still don't trust him, but Wufei and Quatre do.. and I think I do too.. you should give the man a chance before condemning him.." He sighed and then left the room, leaving Heero alone in the room.
*
(L1 Colony D120)
"My name is Milliardo Peacecraft. I come here from my nation on Earth to speak to you about an urgent matter, namely the war that has begun and is taking all of Earth into its arms and is trying to take the Colonies as well. If you will please listen to what I wish to say and then judge me for it if you wish. All that I ask for this moment is just that you listen."
"Oz and Romefeller are claiming that the Gundams are the enemies of the Earth and Colonies. That destroying them will achieve peace. Why have we let such duplicity from them go unchallenged? I'm sure that none of you have forgotten about the United Earth Sphere Alliance, Oz is now no better than the organization they overthrew. It is time to think for ourselves once more and see through their false promises and lies. The Gundams are not the enemy. The enemy is Romefeller, who hold the puppet strings of Oz."
"Under the guise of Peace and Justice, the Alliance came to the Colonies with its overwhelming military force, Oz is now beginning the same tactic except they are hiding steel under a silk cover of lies and deceit. They plan to use the Colonies to make the very weapons it will use to suppress those same Colonies should they chose not to become one with Romefeller. If we truly want to end this war, it can not be attained by simply destroying the Gundams. It's a problem that calls for an end to Oz and Romefeller as we know it. Romefeller was and most likely still is working on a soulless machine which they plan to use to replace the ones now fighting in the war. If those soulless things are created and put into use, then anyone who disagrees with Romefeller will be crushed beneath them."
"Also Colonel Une of Oz says that there is need for these weapons of mass destruction such as Fortress Barge that already hangs in space armed with enough firepower to fully destroy a colony. And there are plans to make an even *bigger* space fortress with more firepower than Barge has. Do we truly need it? The Colonies have lived out here in space for nearly two hundred years now without large weapons such as the ones Romefeller and Oz are now creating. Let the Colonies join up with those on Earth to put a stop to this War and those behind its continued existence."
Milliardo looked down then as the camera shut down and sighed softly. He turned walking off the dais he had been standing on and out of the room into another that was now filled with representatives from the colonies, as well as an Alliance officer. He nodded politely towards all of them and then seated himself at the table and waited silently.
"Considering all that you have said and all that has been confirmed though sources of our own.." one representative began slowly looking around the table before finally giving him his full attention. "We have decided to agree to your petition that we not join with Oz as there had been talks to do so.. "
"And the other part? What about the Gundams?" he asked quietly, watching him from across the table.
"We still need to talk among ourselves on that matter, but as of now we think it is possible to support them. Soon we will be able to make an official statement considering everything and declare our position."
Milliardo nodded and then smiled softly. "Thank you for listening to me and for agreeing to heed my advice."
"Of course, Ambassador Peacecraft."
*
(Two weeks later - Earth)
Wufei glanced up from his place in Treize's lap as the door to the safe house opened and a tall figure dressed in the greens and black of an Oz solider walked inside dropping a duffel bag inside the door and shutting the door behind him. He watched Trowa silently as the auburn haired pilot walked towards the hall without saying anything to either of them.
Upon hearing the furious argument from the hallway, he frowned slightly. 'What the hell was going on? Because of the nature of Trowa's continuing missions within the Oz bases he was often in, he never hardly returned for very long to the safe house and certainly not still wearing his uniform.
Heero then stalked out of the hall and glared down at both him and Treize. He glared back and felt the older man's arms tighten around him slightly. He then saw the gun in Heero's hand and froze. 'What the hell is going on?!' he thought as he watched Trowa come back out of the hall and pull Heero's arm up and force the gun out of his hand.
"You can't do that Heero.. I told you Dr. J wants him for this mission and he has to be in perfect health. Not dead and buried. Otherwise the mission is a complete failure before it even begins." Trowa said, his voice calm but cold.
"If he goes back with you, he'll never come back and they will have him *again*. They will use him to their own ends and we will suffer for letting him go.. he knows too much."
"He's the only one who can even get close to the source of the information we need. I've tried to find a way for me to get to it from where I am, I can't. Not without compromising my cover and position which is sorely needed elsewhere in space. I have the uniform in my duffel, as soon as he's dressed I *have* to leave with him and go to Luxembourg."
"How do I know these *orders* really came from Dr. J? You've been gone for almost two months working undercover for them.. convenient for Oz to have the scientists in their custody.. where they can't send us the orders.."
"Heero.. I won't stand here and be called a traitor when I have been working this hard to undermine Oz. If you wish to think that I would even begin to switch sides, you don't know me as well as you think you do. If I have to go back and risk my cover to get you a hardcopy of these orders from Dr. J then I will.. and if the mission fails because I am caught getting those orders or Treize is not in the correct place when he needs to be and he doesn't get the necessary information we *need* to continue fighting.. then it is *your* fault and *not* ours."
Wufei scowled at both of them. "Excuse me, Trowa.. Heero.. but the person you're speaking about is sitting in this room with both of you. Its impolite to speak of him as if he wasn't. And Trowa.. what mission are you talking of?"
Trowa turned away from Heero with a slightly frosty glare to look at both Treize and Wufei. "Dr. J has heard that there is certain information coming down from Romefeller about something happening in the Colonies and certain parts of Earth. I can not get to where I would need to be to overhear it, therefore Dr. J wants me to take Treize to Romefeller Headquarters and have him work undercover as a General of Oz. I will go to space and try to find out what is going on while on Fortress Barge. I have a uniform in my duffel and its important that I leave as soon as Treize is ready."
He then looked up from Wufei to lock emerald with sapphire. "Will you do this? This is the front line, since the accident you've been behind the scenes, but now I'm asking you to leave Wufei and come with me into the heart of our enemy, to act as if you are a General within their ranks.. its a lot but we need it desperately."
Treize looked at the three of them and then sighed softly before kissing Wufei lightly on top of his head and releasing him. "I will.. " He slipped off the couch and then watched as Trowa walked over and retrieved the duffel he had brought inside, handing it over to Treize silently. Treize turned without speaking and walked down the hallway towards his room.
Wufei stared down the hall and then glanced at both Trowa and Heero who were once more locked in a staring match. 'If looks *could* kill then they'd both be dead..' he thought as he watched them silently. A couple minutes later he heard booted footsteps and looked over towards the source and paled. It was like looking at a ghost. It had been too long since seeing him once more in that outfit, but it still looked like he wore it like a second skin. He controlled the small shiver that went racing down his spine. This was a terrible risk and he wondered silently if Treize did remember would he lose him for lying to him all this time.. he had in effect sacrificed his honor for the general's life and was only now feeling the cost of that action.
Trowa looked away from Heero and studied Treize silently before nodding and turning to walk towards the door. "I'll start the car I brought, come out when you're ready. Wufei make sure he makes it outside. Heero... don't shoot him or I *will* tell Dr. J why this mission is doomed to failure before it was even started." He opened the door and then stepped outside, shutting the door behind him.
Treize was staring silently at the door before looking over at Heero, a brow raised halfway in query. ".....Shoot me? Why would you do that.. Heero?" Wufei barely kept the wince off his face as he heard the hurt laced in the soft tenor voice.
"Its none of your concern at the moment, except this warning. If you do turn your back on us I *will* put a bullet though it." The Japanese pilot then turned and sending a brief glare at both of them walked past Treize down the hallway.
Treize looked at him and he slid off the couch to hold him silently. "I feel I should say I'm sorry for everything.. if something happens I feel like I might not see you again.. I don't want you to go, but Trowa is right if we need that information to end this war, then this mission must be a success. I hope you come back after this is over.. I wouldn't know what to do if I lost you, koi." He felt a hand rest over his hair and run through it briefly before another soft kiss was placed on his head. He looked up and tried to not look worried and guilty. He smiled faintly in return of Treize's own small smile and accepted and returned the small kiss the older man gave him. He then released him and stepped away, turning silently to walk over towards the door with Treize behind him. Opening the door was the 2nd hardest thing he'd done in the past several months.
Treize turned as he walked out of the door. "I will come back Dragon.. don't worry, I would never leave you by my own choice." he smiled softly and continued. "I care for you too much to do such a thing."
Watching him as he turned away and seated himself beside Trowa in the car would have to be the hardest thing he had done in the past months. Because deep inside where he was most afraid to look was the certainly that despite everything.. he would not be back, no matter how either of them wanted it.
Duty was like that. He finally closed the door and went to his rooms.