Beautiful Disaster

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Kelly Clarkson or her song, and I make no profit of any kind off of this, unless it is a smile.

Rating: T (because I don't want to underrate something)

Summary: Now that they're in, what's gonna happen to them

Warning: shonen ai, 4/6, mention of 2/3, 1/5. Basically I write nothing past kisses. This fanfiction really has nothing to do with the original story line.

Note: Sorry this took longer than the others to get up... better than taking a week or more thought, ne? Look on the bright side, here is Beautiful Disaster... Wish I could give more point to these chapters, but alas, my mind refuses to work like that. I guess I just have to go with the flow and thank all of you who read this little fan contribution of mine. Enjoy!

Chapter 10: "...more damage than a soul should see..."

Heero walked down a dark corridor, being careful to check each door as he went, so far they were all empty rooms, and as far as he knew, none of them had any hidden passages. Finally, at the end of the hall, there was a locked door, and as expected he picked the lock. Heero turned the knob and pulled the door open, and carefully looked inside to see a narrow staircase leading down. Thinking how typical a scene this would be for some class B horror movie, Heero began walking down the old wooden steps, well aware of his surroundings, confidant that nothing could get through his senses. At half-way down the steps, Heero noticed a small flicker, reminiscent of a candle flame. Despite the eerie and bad movie type surroundings, he moved forward.

Zechs stepped into what seemed to be a dinning hall, running the length of the room was an old wooden table in desperate need of some varnish. At that table was one chair on the far end away from Zechs, the table itself was bare. He walked down beside the table, studying the walls as he went, there were no draperies, pictures, designs, and the color was a dark woody-brown. No cracks, splits or hidden seams except one small door ahead and the larger one behind, it was a waste of time searching like this, Quatre had to be found... If not, who knew what would happen? Too bad the villains never give up easily, then the world would be much happier and relaxed. Of course that behavior in he real world would be laughed at, and it just wasn't in human nature to give up like that.

Zechs sighed and hurried to the small door in front of him. He pushed the door open and let it slam against its' wall as he stepped forward into the room. The room was darkly lit, soft purple-ish red lanterns gave the room an oddly elegant and evil feel. Zechs felt his heart sink... regret? Was he regretting coming into this room. The door latched behind him, making him look over at his shoulder to see no one there. Zechs squinted into the dark lighting, letting his eyes adjust while glancing around the room. Aside from the four lanterns hanging in the corners, there was a single armchair in the center of the about average sized room. Zechs made his way forward and caught a glimpse of soft yellow hair.

"Quatre?" Zechs rushed around the chair to better see the small person, who sat in the chair with his eyes closed. His wore a long-sleeve turtleneck, slacks, and dress shoes, all black in color, which made it difficult to make out his form against the dark colored chair.

Quatre opened his eyes to gaze up at the taller blond, and smiled. This was not his normal soft, and kind smile. Quatre's eyes seemed to flash with amusement as his grin widened, and he reached out a hand to Zechs. Hesitating the taller blond gazed down analyzing the situation; he had found Quatre, but he was acting strangely. It could be an illusion, or it could be him, changed by the evil man that he had been kidnaped by.

Slowly Quatre raised his other hand, "Milli..." He pushed his hands further toward Zechs, now just inches from him.

"Quatre? How do you feel? Are you alright? What did that man want with you?" Zechs asked, stopping himself from stepping back or moving forward.

"What...he wanted? Dear Milli, he wanted my eyes, he wanted my soul, and now he will have you as well." Quatre gently smiled wickedly.

Zechs gave in and took a step back, and knew he had to get Quatre out of this place. He scooped Quatre up into his arms and hurried to the door, splintering it with a single swift, hard kick. Now to leave, he would contact the others once Quatre was safe.

He took a lax stride, and realized he was at yet another dead end. The braided boy sighed with sheer annoyance mixed with frustration. He was annoyed because of letting something like this happen, and frustrated because he couldn't fix it yet. Duo spun on his heels and backtracked to the previous hall he'd passed. With another sigh he clasped his hands behind his head and gazed lazily at the checkered ceiling, noticing for the first time that the lights were merely candles in holders high on the wall. Not that where the lighting came from was important, he'd just noticed. It was time for him to focus again, Duo thought lowering his hands to his sides, and walking as if he were on a mission... That's funny, he was on a mission, wasn't he? A mission to save Quatre.

"Duo." A hushed voice close behind him sounded, nearly making him jump out of his skin, he spun instantly to see what had startled him. Wufei peeked around a corner... wait, there was no corner there! Wufei had found a secret passage in the wall, apparently, and now summoned Duo to join him. "I think you want to see what's in here." The Chinese boy whispered seriously.

"What?" Duo walked forward and peeked into the narrow passage.

"Follow me, if you think you can fit in here, bubble-butt." Wufei made a dare, jokingly of course, and preceded down the pass.

"That was out of character... Did ya find something funny or what?" Duo asked amused at the comment, and followed his friend closely. "And ya can't say that so casually, boulder-arms."

"What?!" Wufei jerked his head around to glare at Duo playfully.

If Duo didn't know better, he'd think that his Chinese friend would have this sort of behavior in him, but he did know better, something was off.

"Did you find some drugs or something down here, man? 'Cause, to be honest, I don't do drugs."

Wufei glared over his shoulder again, "Just shut up and follow me, fool." Duo took the advice, though it was more of an order.

Duo and Wufei continued down the passage, it was getting darker, and Duo could barely see the boy in front of him, so he reached out and grabbed ahold of his shirt. Wufei jerked and peeked over his shoulder.

"Don't want to lose you in the dark." Duo claimed, and it was no lie. Wufei sighed and let it go, allowing the American to cling to his shirt like a baby elephant or something.

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Comment from sis: Complain?? Oh, I'll do more than complain!! Dern ya ficcy writ'rs!! Tinkin' ya ken jus' leev uz hengin like dis!!! Grr... More BEAUTIFUL DISASTERS please!! I think I'm gonna run up my tab too much... best get my cash out so I can have some more of this addictively sweet and sour Beautiful Disaster!!

No probs, just a couple of almost-run-on sentences. So far so good!! Yeeee!! (ugh, you have earned a freakin' fan-girl shriek for this confoundin' story!

Note: Yay! Chapter ten! Thanks to you all who still put up with this... Wow, she can be so harsh(fake tears) well, best get on with running her out of money! ^.~ I like reviews, so please send them my way, and I will do my best to send more chapters your way!