Hey guys! Ehmagawd I'm so so so sorry it took me so long! But I was grounded for like, two months and then I had exams and…OMG so glad it's over.

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Heero slumped down in his chair. Neither Trowa's bike or car was in the garage. Which meant he must be out after Dacoda Nikols, though Heero had no idea why.

There came a knock on the door. "S'open," He said, surprised when Sylvia walked through the door carrying Zan.

"What's wrong with Quatre?" She asked. "He seemed very flustered when I talked to him just a minute ago."

Heero sighed. "Trowa went after Dacoda Nikols."

Sylvia's eyes narrowed. "Why? Has he attacked someone else?"

"No. I don't know why Trowa's after him." Heero said. Sylvia shrugged, depositing Zan on the floor and closing the door.

"Just as well. I still can't believe we let him go."

"Well." Heero reasoned. "After what we did to his dad…Zechs guessed it was out of grief."

Sylvia glared. "Grief? Grief is going to you're husband's grave everyday. Grief is crying in your sleep because it's the one place you know no one can hear you. Grief is not trying to kill the Vice Foreign Minister and her son in the park."

Heero shrugged. "Wufei shot his father in the head right in front of him-"

"Blaine Nikols killed his best friend! Of course he wanted revenge!" Sylvia said shrilly.

"Yes," Heero said quietly. "But you made his five-year-olds watch Nikols die. And his wife, and daughter, and two older sons."

"And Dacoda," Sylvia finished harshly.

Heero sighed. "And Dacoda."

Sylvia approached the desk, leaning over it with her hands braced against the hard wood. "Have you ever known what it's like to lose someone you love, Heero? Or has the ice finally hardened around your heart?" She hissed.

"Yes." He said, staring into her narrowed eyes.

"'Yes' to which question?"

"Both."

Her eyes dawned with comprehension and she straightened. Zan was tugging at her leg. She picked him up and glowered at Heero. "Well. I guess you know exactly how they feel."

She turned on her heel, settling Zan more comfortably on her hip before walking out of his office and slamming the door behind her.

Two sour conversations in one day. Heero scowled. As much as he loathed hurting Sylvia, the talk with the other Preventers earlier was haunting him. Did he love Relena? Had he ever? Had he ever not?

He remembered the last time he talked to Relena. They were what, eighteen? She had asked him how much it hurt to realize she was human and had feelings. How much it hurt to find out she could cry and bleed just like a normal person. He remembered how his heart felt like it was collapsing on itself, aflame and torn, as she looked at him, her eyes reflecting like broken glass, all chasms and pain. So much of him was Relena and he wasn't quite sure how he was surviving without her.

And then, the next day, his own personal Living Hell. He was interrogated by Zechs at least four times, then twice by Trowa, which was by no means a fun thing to go through. And there was no Relena there to smile and assure him that everything was going to be alright. Her air of unbreakable calm had left with her, leaving only chaos. The whole day was just them getting by without crying or anything useless like that.

And now it was just the same, getting by day by day. The years hadn't changed anything. They were still the same broken teenagers they had been that day three years ago.

"I don't care what Anarchy said, Skyyeks. Your priority needs to be Re-Memory. She is your one and only target and right now, someone else is marking her. Stop Trowa Barton before he gets to her or I'll kill you myself!"

"Hey, Wolfie, you ain't the boss man. Besides, that Memory girl can take care of herself, and from what you told me, she doesn't want Trowa or you anywhere near her." Skyyeks said through the LinK. Wufei could hear the agent's motorcycle humming through the phone. He growled.

"Skyyeks. Just get it done. I'll deal with Anarchy."

"Like the boss man would ever talk to a Preventer." Wufei snarled. "No need to get huffy, Wolfie, I'll get it done. But you may not get your little biker boy in one piece."

"As long as you stop him." In truth, Wufei wasn't entirely sure Skyyeks could stop Trowa, but all they needed was a half-hour delay.

"Sure thing, Wufei. Out." Skyyeks muttered before the line went dead. Wufei shoved in his pocket before checking the watch on his wrist. 2100 hours. Ten minutes before his helicopter took off.

Trowa zigzagged between cars, impatient with the slow 80 miles per hour they were going. He had to get to Relena before Anarchy's agents reached her or Dacoda Nikols figured out who she was.

His LinK buzzed. Trowa knew he should ignore it, but then Quatre would probably send out a search and rescue party, thinking him stranded in the woods with two broken legs. He shoved it into his ear. "Barton."

"Where the hell are you?" Duo shouted in his ear. Trowa winced, the motorcycle jerking to the side. He straightened it before responding.

"I'm on the Avian Highway."

"Why?"

"I'm after Dacoda Nikols." He said.

"Why?" Duo repeated.

Trowa thought fast. "It's been months since we checked up on him. I thought I'd go ahead and do it."

"And you couldn't tell anyone before you went off?" Duo asked.

"Sorry," Trowa said truthfully.

Duo sighed. "It's fine, only you scared Quatre half to death. You know he freaks out like this, ever since Rel-"

"I've gotta go, Duo. I'm in a dead spot. Tell Quatre I'm sorry."

"Yeah, buddy." Duo said before turning his CommLinK off. Quatre looked at him questioningly. Duo shrugged.

"Just a routine checkup."

Quatre's worried features quickly disappeared, then he frowned. "Hey! I did not freak out!"

"Uh…" Duo said, scratching the back of his neck.

Blue bike, Lieger brand, make seven, brown hair, Preventers jacket.

Skyyeks kept all this in his head as he scanned the road ahead of him, shaking his head to get his violet hair out his green eyes.

Stupid Wufei. Anarchy was gonna kill him for disobeying his orders. But he owed Wufei after he killed that bastard that shot Alezander. Blaine Nikols deserved to die for killing his brother.

He never told Alez he was Anarchy's top agent. It would've absolutely killed him to know his baby brother was a terrorist. It was against everything his stupid wife stood for. Oh, how he hated that woman, who wouldn't let him see his nephew.

"Oi!" He breathed, spotting this Trowa Wufei complained about. He drove closer to him, struggling to keep up as 'Trowa' zigzagged across the road. Whoever this guy was, he was kick ass on a 'cycle.

Skyy was about 10 feet behind him before Trowa noticed. He glanced over his shoulder then turned his attention to back to the road, speeding up a bit. Skyyeks had already assessed this and increased his speed until his wheel rammed into the bake of Trowa's bike.

The motorbike swerved for a minute until Trowa gained control. Skyyeks tried it again, but Trowa moved just as he was about to hit him and Skyyeks soared past him. Frightened, he looked over his shoulder, just in time to see Trowa aim a gun at him. The hell? He hadn't seen a gun before.

He ducked behind a car, keeping low to his bike, fiddling with own gun. He locked the bullets in to place then turned and fired. The sound of shattering glass could be heard and a car squealed to a halt, immediately crushed in a pileup. Oops.

Trowa burst free of the pileup, the road suddenly clear. Skyyeks watched in his mirror as the man went to the side. Hmph. He was trying to steer up beside him. Right, like that would ever happen.

He waited until Trowa was almost knee to knee before swinging his arm out and stopping suddenly. Trowa crashed into his fist and was flung off his 'cycle, which went careening into opposing traffic. Skyyeks swerved to a stop and got off his bike.

"Get up, asshole," He yelled at the man groaning on the ground. "I wanna kill you before the police get here."

Trowa got up, holding his gun out. Skyyeks stopped dead. "Who are you?" Trowa yelled.

"Now hold on. Don't wave that thing around." Skyy said, holding out his hand. Trowa fired and a wave of pain emanated from his outstretched hand. Skyyeks raised it up and glared at Trowa through the hole in his palm.

"You bastard!" He screamed, rushing him. Trowa, taken by surprise, fired again, missing. Skyyeks grabbed the gun and slammed the butt of it against his head. Trowa dropped to the ground, his vision shaky. Feebly, he swung his leg out. Skyyeks collapsed beside him.

Trowa rolled away and stood. His legs nearly gave way, but he stayed up. Skyyeks was already up and holding the gun.

"Trowa Barton." He said. "My name is Skyyeks Kashu and you are my forty-fifth victim." He fired.

Trowa screamed as something white-hot entered his shoulder. He felt his collarbone break and screamed again. He bent over, staring up at Skyyeks.

"Skyyeks Kashu." He said hoarsely. He felt his consciousness slipping away from him. "Alez's little brother?"

Skyyeks' eyes widened. "Got that right-" His words were drowned out by the wail of a siren. Skyyeks looked around, cursing. Trowa, hitting the ground, gazed at Skyyeks as he raised a CommLinK to his ear.

"That enough of a distraction for ya, Wufei?"

Wufei, who was high above them, watched as Skyyeks disappeared into the woods and paramedics loaded Trowa into an ambulance. He grinned. "More than enough."

"He's awake, Quatre."

"Tro?"

Trowa's eyes fluttered. Where was he? He needed to get to Relena. Needed to get there before Wufei.

His heart stopped. Wufei. Skyyeks Kashu.

"Quatre, where's Wufei?" He asked. Quatre looked confused.

"He's out in one of the helicopters, doing your job. He's on his way to the Nikols house." Heero answered for him, standing up. "What happened to you?"

"I was attacked," Trowa said vaguely, tearing his IV out. "I've got to get Wufei."

"Whoa." Quatre said, pushing Trowa down when he tried to stand. "You've suffered a GSW to the shoulder and a mild concussion. You don't need to be walking around."

"Let him go, Quatre," Heero said. Quatre glared at him, but released Trowa. "Trowa. Why do you need Wufei so bad? Who attacked you?"

"Skyyeks Kashu." Trowa answered, pulling on his shirt. Behind him, Duo started in his seat.

"Skyyeks is an agent for Anarchy, sure, but why attack you in the middle of the road?"

"Because Wufei told him to." Trowa said numbly, tugging on his jeans and lacing his shoes.

"What?" Quatre screeched. "What are you talking about, Trowa?"

Trowa looked at him. "Wufei is working with Anarchy to bring down-" He stopped, horribly aware he had said too much.

"Bring down who?" Duo asked. Heero remained silent.

"I can't-"

"Trowa, you are withholding information. Therefore, if you would please come with me to solitary confinement," Heero said, opening the door. Trowa and he stared for a long moment before Trowa put down his other shoe.

"Close the door. I have something to tell you."

End chapter.

Hey guys, you finally get something at the end of a chapter. Y'all better be ready for the next chapter, cuz it's gonna be HUGE! Haha, now I've made you guys really anxious to get the next chapter, right?

'Nother thing. There was no Rellie in this chapter, and I'm very sorry about that, but I had to explain too many people (don't y'all ah-dore Skyyeks. Yeah, he's kinda evil, but he's a lot of fun to write!) She'll be prominent in next chapter though. (Well, DUH)