A/N: OMG! I am so so sorry! I hadn't realized that so much time had passed since this was updated! I have actually been fighting with this chapter since I put the last one up and have written numerous different versions of it; all deemed unworthy. But this one has been the best so far in my opinion. Hopefully this will be where things can finally move on. I'm also sorry if it's been a little slow but I'm going to try to work some action into the next couple of chapters. Enjoy!

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Chapter 6

Onyx eyes scanned everything around him with a vigilance few would have been able to appreciate in these times of peace. To most of the people around him he was just an innocent slightly over curious tourist. And that was fine with him. But one pair of intense eyes locked with his through the crowd and though he was surprised, nothing showed in his eyes or on his face.

Their eyes locked for a moment before the owner of those intense eyes turned, walking briskly off. And he didn't hesitate to follow. For there was something in the intense blue eyes of Heero Yuy that said he should.

And despite everything he had seen and done, Chang Wufei still had the inquisitive mind of a scholar.

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"You're the last person I had expected to meet on the street."

Heero Yuy eyes the Chinese teen across from him with a seemingly emotionless gaze.

"I came to check up on Quatre. You?"

He had a feeling he knew. Chang Wufei looked…worn was the best word he could find to describe it. The normally thin teen was thinner and there were signs of stress and lack of sleep around his eyes. And those eyes, dark and bottomless, showed everything and more.

They were tired, restless and confused. They asked so many questions and begged for answers Heero wasn't sure he had. But most of all they were lost and listless.

Wufei sighed slightly and shifted in his seat, hands clasped tightly around the coffee cup before him.

"Same I guess. I cam to see if he had anything I could do."

It was only part of the whole answer but Heero let it go for the moment. Not prying any further while out in the open out of respect for the prideful warrior before him.

"Hn. Do you have any where you're gonna need to be?"

Wufei watched the Japanese pilot with a frown, confused.

"…No, I've just been wandering. Don't really have a set destination."

Heero nodded and stood from his seat, placing the necessary money on the table for their bill.

"Come on then."

Wufei blinked, and watched the other teen walk off before quickly shaking himself out of his shock and grabbing his bag. Catching up with their messy haired leader Wufei adjusted his bag over his shoulder.

"Where are we going?"

Intense blue eyes glanced over at him before turning back to the darkening streets before them.

"Shopping."

Trowa frowned as he studied the note one of the circus hands had come to give him.

"Daddy?"

Trowa looked down to where the small black haired child sat on the floor, quietly watching TV as he leaned against the lioness. Smiling gently at the child Trowa held up the letter.

"Looks like Cathy and the Manager can't make it tonight little emerald."

Solo tilted his head to the side in confusion and Trowa tilted his own head slightly so that his bangs hid his smile. He highly doubted the child knew how cute he was.

"What it say?"

Trowa smiled slightly and gestured the child over. He frowned though as the child became immediately upset.

"Solo?"

Solo fidgeted slightly, refusing to meet his daddy's eyes. Finding the eyes of the bigger kitty Solo smiled as he got up from the ground and came his way.

Trowa made sure to hide his frown with his bangs as he watched the lion pick his son up by the scruff of his shirt and carry him over to him once more. Was there something wrong? He was pretty sure children were supposed to be able to crawl at that age at the very least. Gently accepting the child set on his lap Trowa waited patiently as the little boy made himself comfortable.

"I'll have to talk to Sally later."

Smiling into the bright eyes looking up at him Trowa bounced the boy lightly. Eyes lighting up as the child giggled happily.

"Alright little emerald, ready?"

Solo nodded and leaned back into his daddy's chest.

Bringing the letter back to where he could see it Trowa began to read, voice soft.

"Trowa,

We have to get the second set of lions up to par so we won't be able to make it this afternoons. Don't worry about them, you can start their more thorough training later, we can handle it until you have everything settled. Remember that Nala's cubs are due soon; you have everything you need. That's their names by the way, Nala and Simba; their previous handler thought he'd be funny. Anyway I'm looking for a new trailer for you but you may have better luck. Your Doctor friend also stopped to see us on her way out so we've freed the truck up for you. I'd suggest getting something of your own; I'm sure you can find a way around any laws. Good Luck.

Manager"

Trowa smirked as he set the letter down on his desk.

"That's Manager for you. Straight and to the point. Though I'm rather surprised he is encouraging me to break the law. …Not that it would really matter."

Tapping the child gently on the head Trowa directed his attention to the floor. Pointing out the lioness.

"That's Nala."

The lion.

"And that's Simba."

Solo blinked.

"Why funny?"

Trowa shrugged as he leaned back in his chair.

"It's a very old children's movie I believe. I'll see if I can get it for you."

Solo nodded and relaxed back against the warm chest behind him. Everything was so different than before. He didn't understand…

Trowa smiled as he felt the child drift off. Good, he needed to rest. Shutting off the TV he had moved from his living area into his office Trowa glanced down as he felt two warm and powerful bodies settle against his feet.

"Think I can do this?"

Soft growls were his answers."

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"So let me get this straight. You came to check on Wi-Quatre and found him over worked…and you response to that was to drug his food?"

Heero grunted; not really having anything to say to that; as he dulled a winter coat off the rack in front of them. Wufei just watched.

"Couldn't you have thought of anything better?"

Heero glared at him.

"I tried."

Wufei quickly hid his amusement as the other moved off, before quickly following.

"Not very hard."

Heero glared over his shoulder at the other; easily able to catch the others amusement.

"I had other things to get done."

Wufei nodded knowingly, holding up the winter coat Heero had thrown at him a few minute before.

"Yes, shopping. Why are we getting winter coats anyways? The weather has barely gotten nippy here."

"Quatre was planning to go visit Trowa and his son; it's cold there."

Wufei faltered.

"Wait WHAT? I think you left something out!"

Heero smirked.

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"Trowa?"

Trowa looked up from his computer, recognizing the voice.

"Study!"

It was only a few seconds later that Sally-Po entered his line of sight. He studied her a moment, noting her slightly flushed cheeks and wind whipped hair. Hmm; maybe they wouldn't be staying in this area for very long if the weather continued like it was.

"You're back early."

Sally shrugged and gratefully took a seat in the chair before Trowa's desk, setting her things on the ground beside her and taking her heavy coat off.

"Wasn't as much to do as I thought. And the weather isn't that nice out. You might be getting a snow storm within the next couple of days. Oh, here."

Reaching down by her side Sally passed two shopping bags over to the clown and sat back to watch as he opened them.

"I had to guess at the sizes so they may still be a bit big but they'll last you until you can go yourself."

Trowa nodded his thanks as he looked over the items in the bags. Sally smiled.

"A pair of pajama's, two sets of warm clothes, a pair of boots, a blanket and a hat and gloves. He needs to be kept as warm as possible, especially while outside."

Trowa nodded and set the bags on the ground beside him.

"Thank you, it's appreciated Sally."

The woman smiled, accepting the tanks from the quiet teen.

"Oh and there is also a brush and hair bands."

Trowa chuckled deeply and reached out to stroke the slightly tangled black hair out of the sleeping child's face.

"We're definitely going to need those."

Glancing over at his computer Trowa noted the progress of his work before turning his attention back to Sally.

"I'm afraid I have another favor to ask of you."

Sally eyed the lions she could just barely see lying by the teens feet.

"Yes?"

Trowa took a breath and looked down at the head of tangled black hair resting on his chest.

"Is there anyway you could do a full exam? I think something may be wrong."

The Chinese woman frowned, silver blue eyes going instantly professional as she looked what she could see of the child over.

"Such as?"

Trowa quickly explained everything he had noted during the nearly two days the little boy had been in his care.

Sally was careful to consider everything she had been told before saying anything. There were a number of reasons she could come up with for the things Trowa had noted.

The excessive sleeping could be caused byb the nutrient rich food Trowa was feeding the child at multiple intervals of the day. Or from something her quick exam had missed.

The fact that the child had never walked or even crawled in Trowa's presence and the extreme fear when beckoned over could also be from a number of things. None of which she was planning to bring up to the child's ex-terrorist father without proof…and back up.

"The sleeping may just be from the food. His body doesn't seem to be used to it. But you're right, a more thorough exam should definitely be done."

Sally sighed deeply and leaned back in her chair.

"In fact that's actually why I didn't get here earlier today. I was trying to find a facility that would allow an outside Doctor to do everything I need to."

Trowa frowned.

"There were none?"

Sally shook her head.

"Since I doubt he's had the necessary shots and such a child his age would need and he needs a full and very thorough check up I need a rather elaborate set up."

Emerald eyes watched the woman before him for a moment, considering, before turning to his desk.

"Quatre and Rashid are coming tomorrow."

Trowa handed the confused woman a slip of paper.

"I hate to bother him again; he looked so tired; but maybe he can help."

Sally nodded and took the paper, scanning the number before slipping it into her pocket.

"I'll call as soon as I get to my hotel for tonight. But Trowa…"

"Hmm?"

"…Where are you planning to put everyone?"

"…I'm working on that."

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Wufei could easily admit that he hadn't been as…close to his fellow Gundam Pilots as he could have been. He also knew he had no excuse other than being too caught up in his own grief and anger to let anyone in. But maybe that wasn't entirely true either.

He had let them in on some level while on Peacemillion. And though he might not have shown it, he did in fact respect them; even Max-Duo. That was one of the many reasons he had begun to travel after the war was over. He needed to be able to work past as much of his grief as he could.

So far he had managed to put his clan to rest; and Meiran, his wife;, partially to rest. There were only two that he had yet t let go of but he was content to let those two be for now. That was why he had located and come to see Quatre. With just those two to grieve over he felt a bit better about human contact. He definitely hadn't expected this though. Seeing their fearless leader was a surprise but…

"So Trowa has a kid, that's apparently been abused."

Heero nodded calmly as he looked around them and then back to the list Rashid had given him.

"He called Quatre and Rashid for help.

Wufei cringed.

"That tells you how bad it likely is."

Heero nodded as they made their way to the register.

"Hn."

"and now all four of us; since you are apparently dragging me along; are going to stay at the circus with Trowa and his son for an undetermined length of time."

Heero sighed slightly as he began loading everything onto the register.

"Right."

Wufei remained silent as everything was rung up and they began walking out the door onto the dark streets.

"you do remember that Trowa has a one bedroom trailer right?"

"…."

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A/N: Finally done! Sorry it took me so long to finish! I hope to work on things more often but as I am looking for a job and am a full time student I don't know how it is going to go. Please review!

Also please listen up! This was a part of a mass update from me. Though I am still working on more right now:

Who I Am

My Chibi Brother

And

The Street Winner

Have all been updated. More will come but I am thinking of maybe revamping Wars Child so who knows when.