Title: Gundam Diaries: Part 11 ~ Heero

Author: Makoto Sagara

Pairings: 5x2, 3x4, 1+2

Warnings: angst, shonen ai, language, OOC, and confuzzlement

Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing.  I never will own it.  I am just using the G-boys for a little fun, and I promise to bring them back in excellent condition.  I make no money off of writing this fic, only a very nasty muse off my back.

Author notes: Um, I was going to write the next part as Duo, but seeing as how a few things need to be set up, I think that writing this part first was much more important.  I'm sorry if you are wondering where the hell Duo and Wufei are, but this will make you wonder all the more.  Gomen nasai, but I believe that this is called foreshadowing.  If I'm wrong, you can, um, flame me.  Yeah, that's it.  ^^;;;;

April 7th, 195 AC…22:00:00

After three days, I have been unsuccessful in tracking the whereabouts of Chang and Maxwell.  I have, however, started a nice line into hacking the person who sent the false missions.  And false they were.  O and G have no idea how those two received this "mission."  

I contacted Winner as soon as I could about the situation.  He can find no way to contact either one of them.  It's as if they both just disappeared.  Even the tracers on their Gundams seem to not be working.  The Maguanacs have not been fruitful in their search missions either.

My mission, on the other hand, is progressing as expected, even with Barton and myself trying to trace our lost comrades.  We have still been taking turns hacking the databases.  Unfortunately, no one has been successful.  What the hell is going on here?  Who could hack into the doctors' database so well that no one can track them down?

That blasted girl still won't leave me alone.  She is driving me insane.  She has followed me everywhere around this school.  The only time I can find some peace of mind is when I have barricaded myself in the tiny room I share with Barton.  The last time we ran into her, I saw Barton visibly twitch.  That almost made me laugh, almost.

The party was a bore.  This was to be expected.  The girls were in full ball gowns, the boys dressed in tuxes, and the staff was in formal wear as well.  The entire time, the girls all sat in a corner, giggling, while the boys were expected to stand around, or ask one of the annoying creatures to dance.

Barton and I were there for the appointed hour we had given ourselves, and were about to leave, when Relena spotted us.

"Oh, Heero, Trowa, how nice to see you finally here.  And you both look so nice."  She gushed.

"Thank you."  Barton quietly remarked.

"Oh, you both must promise me a dance."  She gave us an imploring look, and then she got an odd expression on her face.  "You weren't going to leave early were you?"

"Yes, we have homework to finish, and this is taking valuable time away."  I said quickly, and turned on my heel.

"But, Heero, the dance isn't over."  She actually sounded close to whining.

"So?  That is not important to me.  I have things to do."  I walked out of the room, leaving her and Barton there in the doorway out of the ballroom.

Barton appeared about a half an hour later.  He looked like he had had to dance with every girl in the school.  He sighed, taking off his jacket, and sat at his desk.

"You could have stayed to dance with her once."

"I owe her nothing.  She needs to realize that."  I said, pointedly, ending our conversation.

"Anything productive as to where Chang and Maxwell are?"  He asked as he waited for his computer to boot up.

"No."

"Fine."

Not another word was spoken the rest of the evening.  I got a few emails from Winner and Rashid, but they were only stating that nothing had turned up.  I continued my search.

Now, two days later, nothing solid has come up, still.  This mission is still not over.  Another week of surveillance and hacking, and we will have all the data required to finish this.  I am starting to actually worry about those two, especially, Duo.  This is not usual, and the doctors are in a panic.

I feel a headache coming on, like the ones that only the braided baka can produce.  Unfortunately, I don't have the pleasure of being able to tell him to leave me alone to make this go away.

I require a few hours of rest before I can start back at the search.  I will now be going.  I hope I can find him.

~Yuy Heero