Heero nodded to Trowa before leaving his office again. As he stepped into the elevator he sighed. Marrie darted into the small room as the doors were about to shut. She hit Heero straight on. His hands automatically went out to steady her. She held her hands up and Heero obeidently lifted her. "Are you going to help me find them?" He smirked as she nodded into his shoulder. His eyes drifted shut as she snuggled down closer to him. "Marrie." He murmered.
She turned her nose into his neck, letting him know she was listening.
"What would you like for lunch? Sandwhiches, take out, or would you like to eat out?" Marrie tapped his shoulder twice. "Take out?" He recived one tap. "Okay, what kind?" Marrie shook her head. "Don't care? Chinese sound good?" Marrie nodded. "Chinese it is."
Heero sighed as the doors swished open with a ding. "Time to find these two." He pushed off the wall. Marrie giggled as she bounched against him. She tightened her arms as they walked through the lobby. "It's alright, no one here will hurt you." She nodded and snuggled closer.
Heero sighed as he and Marrie searched the forth floor. They had worked their way up from the lobby. "Where in the world are they?" Heero muttered as Marrie gripped his hand.
"-And you can go straight to hell."
Heero frowned as he recogized the voice as Zanders. "I know you're not telling me the truth, you're an ass!" Heero dropped Marrie's hand as he ran down to the copy room. Bursting in the door he saw Zander glaring at a man. "You're a jerk and a low life! You suck and-" Heero stepped froward and grabbed the mans hand before it could connect with the side of Zander's head.
"I wouldn't if I were you Thompsan." Heero growled. The man paled and tried to yank his hand back, failing he gulped. "Zander, what did he say?"
Zander glanced between the two men. "He called Duo a tease, and-" Zander bit his lip.
"And what?" Heero demanded, eyes narrowing at Thompsan.
"And he said he was nothing but L2 trash. He also called him a whore." Zander stepped back and away from the two men as Heero growled, dangerously and low.
"Just because he turned you down, which I don't blame him, gives you NO right to say things that nothing more then filthly fucking lies. I ever, *ever* catch you saying another bad thing or lie about Duo," Heero pulled the man closer. "And I'll kill." His eyes narrowed and he glared heatedly at the man. "I will make sure that your body is *never* found." Heero slammed the man back into one of the copying machines. "Stay away from my kids and Duo." He growled. "It would be wise to not make yourself noticable by *any* of us." Heero's tone had dropped into dangerous levels. "Do I make myself clear?" He hissed dangerously.
"Cyrstal." Thompsan breathed.
Heero dropped him. "Good." Turning back he ushered Zander and Marrie from the room.
"Jackass." Zander hissed as he was practically dragged from the room by Marrie. Heero's back and shoulders were tense as they left the fourth floor copy room.
"Zander."
The child flinched slightly at the harsh tone. "Yes?"
"Where's Chris?" He demanded.
"He was with Jess the last time I saw him." He whispered. Heero glanced back and mentally slapped himself. It probably looked like he was angry with them. Sighing he led them to the elevator. Once the doors closed he knelt in front of Zander.
"I'm not angry with you Zander." Heero brought his hand up to cup the childs cheek. "I promise you little one." He whispered.
Zander merely nodded, affraid to speak anything right now.
"I never want to hear you say those things again either. Where you heard them from, I don't know. But you will not speak them again. Children shouldn't talk like that."
Zader nodded again. "Good." He grunted, running a hand through blonde locks. "I'm not mad at you. And everything that man said is a lie. Don't take it into account when it comes to Duo." Marrie tugged on his jacket when the doors opened. "Right, food." He swept the little girl into his arms. Standing he held out his hand for Zander, the boy took it. Heero pulled them back through the lobby, heading to Jess's desk.
"Well if it isn't the group that just keeps surprising us." Heero heard her mutter.
He snorted at her and shook his head. "Jess, have you seen Chris?"
She looked at him uncertainly. "Which one's Chris?"
"Sandy brown hair, amber eyes and he stands about this tall." Heero released Zanders hand to give a rough height.
"Ah. He vanished some time ago to pester Sally. The last time I saw them, she was on her way up to Une's office before heading back own to check on.." Her eyes glanced at the children. "-him."
Heero nodded. Taking Zander's hand again, he gently tugged the boy away from the secretary and toward the Medical Wing. Heero ignored the stares and whispers from the other agents. He pushed the doors open and walked down the hallway toward Duo's room. He bit back the slight hint of fear as they walked closer.
Rounding the corner he could see Chris standing in the hallway. He was far to pale. "Oh no." Heero muttered as he set Marrie down and released Zanders hand. Stalking forward, he noticed Sally come from the room with a grim expression. She refused to meet his eyes as she shuffled past him towards the other children.
"Chris?" Heero asked hesitantly, making a mental note to question Sally later.
The boy's shoulder shook slightly. "He-" A shudder ran through the child. "Duo- Daddy." He whsipered defeteadly, tears shimmered in his amber eyes as he looked up at Heero.
Heero's eyes soften instantly. "Chris." He murmered as the boy wrapped his arms around Heero's waist and burrowed into him. He carded a hand through sandy brown hair as small sobs raked the small frame.
"Duo will be fine Chris. He'll be fine." He continued to murmer to the distraught boy. "He'll be fine, he always is. He'll be fine. Just fine." Chris just pressed closer. Without thinking Heero lifted him and moved farther down the hall. His hands gently soothed the shaking form. He tried desperatly to calm the child. "Calm down, calm down." He muttered into the ear. "It's alright, it's fine. Duo will be fine Chris. He'll be fine."
Chris gave a final shuddering sob before he slowly started to calm down. Heero awkwardly tried to placet the child. Chris pulled back rubbing at his eyes, desperatly trying to rid himself of tears. Heero pressed his forhead against Chris's. "It's fine, Duo will be fine." The child nodded weakly. "Are you alright now?"
Chris sniffled but shook his head. "Yeah. It's just- he looked so-" Chris bit his lip. "He looked so pale and not like Daddy." He whispered.
"I know." Heero whispered. "But he'll be fine. We just have to let him rest and heal. Before you know it he'll be back and tormenting you all for all you've got."
Chris gave a watery smile and a weary chuckle. "Kay." His tummy gave a rather loud grummble about then. A blush spread across his cheeks. "Uhh."
Heero chuckled. "I was on my way to find you for lunch. Marrie wants Chinese. Is that alright, or would you like something else?"
Chris bit his lip. Heero raised an eye brow. "Italian?" He asked.
Heero nodded. "Alright." His voice was soft and light as he held out his hand. Chris took it in one hand while the other gripped Heero's pants. He remained close to Heero as they headed back to the others. He was seeking a firm place and comfort. Heero would offer him both. They'd learned that long ago.
Heero sent a quick message to Trowa and Hilde. Trowa would find Quatre and Wufei, letting them know. He glanced up at Sally as they made it to the entrance of the lobby. "Lunch?"
"Pizza." Sally whispered. "If you don't mind."
Heero shook his head. "No I don't." He turned back to the children. "Are you going with or staying here?"
Marrie pointed at Heero. Chris clutched at Heero tighter, not ready to be left alone. Zander stepped closer to Heero. Heero chuckled. "Alright. Coming along it is then." He headed over to Jess. After asking her what she wanted for lunch he headed out to his car, three children following him. Sitting in his car he glanced up at the mirror. Marrie was toying with the seat belt silently and Zander was looking out the window.
Glancing to his right, Chris was sitting in the passenger seat a miffled and sad, haunting look in his eyes. Face grim and bitting the inside of his cheek.
"You have questions." Heero murmered, pulling out of the parking lot. He was glad to see that it was barely drizzling now. His phone vibrated and he opened it glancing over the contents before snapping it shut. "So ask them Chris." He let the soft music fill the car so he and Chris could talk in semi-private.
"Did you get them?" The child asked, Heero didn't need to ask to know whom he was reffering to.
"Some of them."
"But not all of them." Chris comented. "Did you get the ones who-" He took a breath. "Who hurt him?"
"That is unknown. Seeing as how he's the only one who can tell us." Heero glanced at the child swiftly. "But I swear to you we will." Anger filled his eyes as he thought back on how he had found Duo in the first place. "I can say this Chris, he looks better then he did."
Chris turned to him sharply. "What?"
"It was worse. In the course of a few days he's healed a great deal. It'll only be a matter of time before he's back up on his feet." Heero nodded, more to assure himself then Chris. "I'm sure."
The only sound was the soft music for a time as they drove across town. "He'll be fine right?"
Heero glanced at the child, only to find him looking directly at him. "I have no doubt in my mind that he won't be fine." You can't kill Shinigami after all. He thought bitterly.
"Zander."
Violet eyes flickered up instantly. "Yes?"
"What would you like to eat? There's Chinese, Italian, Japanese, Pizza, Subs and Thai."
"Uhhhhm." Zander bit his lip in thought. "Chinese?"
"Hai." Heero muttered pulling up in front of a Chinese restruant. "You and Marrie want Chinese, Sarah and Micheal want Mexican. Quatre and Wufei want subs. Chris, you wanted Italian right?"
"Yes."
"Hmm. Sally wanted Pizza and so did Jess." Heero muttered as he continued to check off everyone mentally. "Trowa said Nora wanted Japanese. Having never had it before. And Hilde said she'd buy lunch from the cafeteria." He nodded to himself as he finished the list. "Alright inside." They got out of the car and headed in to order for Marrie and Zander. After the Chinese joint they headed to the Italian shop and then from their they continued until they had everyone's food. Heero ended up deciding on Thai food.
Back at the office, each child grabbed a bag or two and Heero grabbed the rest. Heading in he gave Jess her pizza and headed into the medical ward. Dropping off the pizza for Sally, he headed back to the three waiting children. In the elevator Marrie giggled at Chris's growling tummy. He stuck his tongue out at her and blushed softly.
Heero shook his head and ushered them out and into Wufei's office for lunch. After everyone was present, Heero handed out food and they each took a seat somewhere with in the office space. Some where along the way they ended up sharing each other's food. Heero snickered as Nora turned up her nose at the Alfredo that Chris offered her.
Heero leaned back against the desk as he watched the children and the pilots interact with each other. Blocking out the sounds and everything else he thought back to a similar situation that transpired between the five of them, long ago.
~Flash Back (During the first war)~
Heero scuffled at Duo as he and the blonde pilot -Quatre- if memory recalled right, came in baring foods from all over.
Duo sat down and started to place them all in a small circle grinning. Quatre grinned at him and darted from the room. He came back minutes later with the other two in tow.
"What is this about Winner?" Wufei hissed.
"Little one?" Trowa asked as he glanced at the floor full of food.
"We're going to have a nice, integrated dinner with each other." Duo spoke cheerfully.
Wufei narrowed his eyes and turned sharply. A gun cocking drew his attention back to the pilot on the floor. "Sit down." Duo glared. Wufei complied. "You're going sit and eat with us and *enjoy* it."
Wufei nodded mutely. Trowa smirked as he sat down. He pulled Quatre down to sit next to him and the 'fest' began.
Low and behold Duo had been right. They all seemed to enjoy it, though Heero wouldn't have addmitted it. They had all ended up sharing and eating off of each others plates. Quatre and Duo did most of the talking, the other three adding in small tib bits here and there.
It had been a nice change of pace. For a night they didn't worry about the war and they didn't have to face their fears. For a night they had just...lived peacefully.
~End Flash back~
Heero shook his head lightly, stuffing the memory back in his head. Looking up he caught Quatre's eye. The blonde had been thinking about the same thing by the look in his eyes. Glancing at Wufei, he could tell the other pilot had been brought back to that night as well.
Heero stuffed a dumpling in his mouth to keep from drawing the attention of the children. He didn't want to worry them.
Scanning over the small gathering he was drawn to the conversation Micheal was having with Chris and Sarah. Micheal's blue-grey eyes flickered up at him before drifting back to Chris. Heero glanced down and could see that Chris had a hand clasped with Sarah. Heero raised an eye brow at Micheal. The boy shook his head. Marrie chose that moment to drop into his lap, nearly upsetting the plate in his hand. Heero's eyes were imediatly drawn back to the child in his lap.
Marrie leaned back into him as one of his arms wrapped around her waist. Her eye lids dropped as she was surrounded in warmth. Heero was ingaged in a conversation with Quatre seconds after Marrie dropped into his lap. They finished off lunch talking softly. After the plates and such were thrown away, Heero set about finding a place to place the sleeping children. They finally settled on the couch in Trowa and Quatre's office.
Heero placed Marrie on the couch while Trowa laid Nora down. Quatre wandered in with Sarah moments later. Heero quickly placed Chris down on the couch as well.
"Four sleeping and two still awake. Not bad." Quatre muttered.
"What is Micheal talking to Zander about any ways?" Wufei whispered, looking out of the door. The other three peered around him to see Micheal in a very serious conversation. Micheal shook his head furiously as his eyes darkened.
"Uh-oh." Quatre muttered. "What happened to get Micheal angry?" He muttered out loud.
"Zander's probably telling him what happened earlier with Thompsan." Heero muttered. Suddenly three sets of eyes were on him. Blinking he turned his attenion back to them. "What?"
"What happened?" Trowa demanded.
Heero sighed an began to tell them what the jack ass had said about Duo and how he'd almost hit Zander. Heero watched as teal eyes darkened dangerously. Oh dear. Wufei growled. Trowa pursed his lips into a thin line. Heero shut his eyes briefly.
They flew open as air wooshed past him. "Quatre." He hissed as he watched the blonde storm out of the sixth floor. "Barton -" Heero stopped short as both Trowa and Wufei passed him without a second glance. "Oh fuck." This is going to back fire on me. I know it is. Une is going to skin me alive.
Heero's eye twitched. "Greeeeat." He sighed and looked back out into the hall. Micheal had looked up and Zander was turned to face him now.
Micheal's brow scrunched. "Where-?"
"You don't want to know." Heero sighed. He looked at his office door in dismay. "Shall we see what exactly has been done to my office?" His eyes flickered to the two. He barely caught the nods. Opening his door, he prepared for the worst.
"Wow." Micheal whispered walking in. Heero looked around. Per usual they hadn't gone near Duo's desk. For that he was greatful. But everything else had paint on it some where, including Heero's desk. He snorted as he read the simple message painted on the side of his desk.
"You all." He whispered. So much like somethign he'd do.
"Hey daddy." Micheal called.
"Yes?" He answered, without hesitation.
"Is this what I think it is?" Micheal's blue-grey eyes scanned over the side wall opposite from the desks.
Heero looked up and his mouth fell open. There on his wall, was a mini replica of the docks and his neighborhood leading into the main highway and over to Ceira's and Nessun Danno. "Oh wow."
"It's like...a map..." Zander whispered, hands running over the dry paint. "I helped make *this*?" He asked, eyes glancing over everything.
"Wow. Baba has a real talent." Micheal muttered. Zander nodded absently.
"Trowa." Heero whispered, eyes on the ceiling. The stars and moon seemed to float. But what caught him off gaurd were the six colonies floating and the small reminders of each gundam ever built. A single bladed green scythe and a double bladed scythe crossed- gaurding the L2 colony. Wings framed the background and a few feathers dancing around L1, the cape from Sandrock custom was draped halfway across L4 and the shotels were crossed under it-creating a base for the colony-. Heavyarms' bullets flying in front of L3 while the blade threatened to cut the colony in half, and then there was the flames from Shenlong (Nataku) wrapping around L5. As if the flames were keeping the destoried colony together and whole. Epyon and Zero's final battle had been painted in front of the floating earth near the window.
All the while, the Milkyway seemed to stream through the entire thing, keeping a safe time line on everything. Looking around again he could see the red 'meteors' from each colony heading to Earth. "Amazing." He breathed.
"Thank you."
Heero jumped and whirled to look at the door. Trowa stood, hands in his pockets, smiling faintly. "It's wasn't the easiest thing I've ever painted, but I think it turned out good."
"It's amazing Baba!" Micheal praised, turning around to look at everything. "I didn't know you could paint like this!"
Trowa smiled. "I have to do something in my spare time. Art has always come naturally."
Heero snickered. "There are other things to do."
Trowa glared at him as a faint blush spread across his cheeks. "Doesn't he know it." Quatre muttered from behind Trowa. He stepped around his taller lover and looked around. Teal eyes gleaming with amazement. "Oh Trowa." Quatre gasped, gazing longingly at the ceiling. "How did you," He trailed off, wandering around looking at each colony.
Wufei wandered in and looked around. "Interesting idea Trowa." He murmered looking at the ceiling, well one spot really. L5, his former home. His eyes glazed slightly thinking back on the war. Shaking his head he turned to Quatre and relayed the message Une had told him.
Quatre paled as he heard Wufei say that Une wanted to see him imediatly. "Allah save me." He whispered before dragging Trowa with him.
Heero shook his head. "I don't want to know."
Wufei snorted. "Probably not." His eyes followed Heero as he cracked open the windows in the office.
"I suppose I should go check Trowa's inbox." Heero muttered. Wufei raised an eyebrow. "I made him help them." He waved to the walls and ceiling.
Wufei nodded. "Equal exchange."
"Hai." Cobalt eyes glanced to the two children.
"Go." Wufei ordered. "They'll be fine." Heero nodded and left his office.
The rest of the day past in much the same fashion. The pilots juggled work and the children, Heero called Ceira and had set up for her to take the kids tomorrow, and Trowa worked on his master piece more. The drive home was spent in the same fashion as this mornings. Dinner passed quickly and before the pilots could actually realise it, it was time for teeth brushing and bed.
Heero crawled into bed first that night. In a matter of seconds he was completely surounded. He snorted as someone pressed closer, head laying on his chest. Heero was almost asleep when a soft knock on his door had him glaring at the door.
"Hai?"
The door creaked open slowly. "Hey, uh Heero." Quatre blushed softly.
"Hmm?" Heero grunted as Zander burrowed into his side.
"Mind if I talk to you for a sec.?" Blonde locks fell to the side as he titled his head. Heero noted that Quatre was wringing his hands. He rarely did that, it only happened when he was completey freaked about something.
"Hai. Help me...untangle myself and we'll go to the kitchen."
Quatre nodded mutely and went to help Heero. After Heero was freed, he led Quatre to the kitchen. The blonde curled up on a chair and rested his chin on his knees, eyes following Heero as he made hot chocolate.
Placing a cup down in front of Quatre, Heero sat down across from him. Silence stretched. Heero was giving the blonde time.
"Why?" Quatre asked. Heero remained silent, knowing there was more. "Did he not trust us? Why did he leave? I don't understand." Tears shimmered. "I don't get it. I thought we could always rely on each other. Then he goes and...vanishes. I don't understand. Why didn't he trust us enough?" Quatre looked up at Heero. "Why?" He asked again.
Heero bit his lip. "I don't have the answers Quatre. He does. I know it tore us apart but, I'm positive he had his reasons." Heero whispered.
"Did that give him the right to leave though. Leave without a word to us?"
"I-" Heero took a deep breath. "As much as it pains me to say this Quatre, I can't answer that. I don't know what the reason he left us for was. So I can't answer that." Heero leaned forward. "What I do know is, I trust him with my life and I love him with everything I am. If he left because he was trying to protect us, then I can and will forgive him. If it was for another reason then I can and will forgive him. I owe him my life multiple times over. I trust him and his judgement. If he deemed something dangerous enough to leave without a word, then I'll respect that. No matter how much it hurt me, us, everyone." Heero smiled sadly. "He doesn't lie. He's lived his life by that so far and I do believe he'd rather leave us then have us worry and make himself lie to us."
"In my eyes I think he deemed us to important to lie to or for. So he chose the other opition." Heero snorted. "The idiotic one."
"To go in alone and risk it?" Quatre whispered. "Why? We would have helped him."
"And if he thought he didn't need it?" Heero countered. "You, of all people, know how Duo is. Hell we've had to save him a few times because he didn't ask us for our help because he thought he could handle it alone."
"So you think he thought he could do this alone." Quatre gathered. "But why didn't he come to us when he figured out he couldn't do it alone?"
"What if he couldn't get *to* us?" Heero's eyes darkening. " 'According to one of the techies, he's one of the one's who faught for peace. In both wars.' " Heero quoted.
Quatre gasped. "You don't think that the men on that colony were talking about Duo?"
"Hai. Whatever Duo got himself into is bigger then he thought at first. When he figured it all out he did something drastic and everything went down hill. The result is what we found."
Quatre let silence rain. "But what, what could have made him leave like that? Who could have had him panicking enough to feel the need to leave?"
"I don't have the answers Quatre." Heero looked up. "Don't antagonize yourself over this. He'll answer the questions when he wakes up. I'll make him if I have to." Heero glared. "We deserve to at least know why. If not whats happening then we should know why he left."
Quatre nodded. "I agree. I need to know. It...nearly destroyed us." He whispered.
Heero rose from his seat and pulled Quatre up. "Duo will be fine." Heero said feircely, hands gripping his shoulder's. He knew that the image of Duo's body had been rolling around during the conversation. Quatre nodded as tears fell. "He was so pale Heero." He whispered brokenly.
Heero pulled him into his arms firmly. Quatre pressed closer, trying to find warmth in the suddenly cold room. "He'll be fine." Heero whispered.
Quatre nodded into his shoulder. "Come on." Heero muttered as he lifted Quatre. The blonde shook softly as small, silent sobs raked his body. Heero lightly kicked Trowa's door before continueing to his own room.
Trowa's head popped out seconds after the light kick to see Heero carrying his little blonde into his room. Trowa frowned but gathered Nora and a few pillows before heading to Wufei's door. After Quatre had let people near him again they had to do this a few times. The blonde would get so caught up in work and other things that he ignored his emotions. Pretty soon they'd clashed together and this was result. A small break down of sorts. It was best to have them all together for these things. The warmth and constant assurance that the others were there helped calm him and helped soothe the turmoil in his heart.
Not bothering to knock, Trowa entered Wufei's room. "Wufei." He whispered softly. The mound on the bed shifted.
"What?" Wufei growled sitting up. When he opened his eyes he frowned. Why would Trowa be standing with Nora in his room at two in the morning. "What happened?"
Trowa shook his head. "I woke to Heero carrying Quatre back into his room."
Wufei's eyes grew. "Oh no." He groaned, grabbing a pillow. "I hope this isn't as bad as the others." He muttered. Trowa nodded and they headed into Heero's room. They saw a small sliver of light from the bathroom.
"Move the children." Trowa ordered softly. Wufei didn't question, he simply followed the order. Trowa tapped on the door lightly before shifting towards the bed. Almost instantly the light flickered off and Heero appeared with Quatre in the doorway. Heero let Trowa crawl into the bed first and then handed him Quatre after he put Nora down beside him. Wufei crawled into the bed, back against Trowa's and he relaxed. Heero shuffled into the bed and shifted around until his back was against Quatre's. He easily moved the children around a little so they could all be comfortable without falling off the bed.
Heero called and left a message on Ceira's phone that he wouldn't be bringing the children over the next day. He called Une's office and left a message with the night secretary. Une would understand, after all, it hadn't been the first time either.
Quatre shifted back and Heero groaned. Cracking open his eyes, he stiffled another groan. 8 a.m. He glared at the bright red numbers, forcing himself to go back to sleep. Something shifted and cobalt eyes opened. Nora came into his view seconds later.
"Good morning daddy." She whispered. "No one else is awake." Heero groaned and moved into a semi sitting position. Quatre rolled into the vacant spot and Zander shifted as he removed himself from the bed.
"Why are you up so early?" Heero whispered to her softly.
"It's a habit." Nora smiled sadly. Heero shook his head and yawned, causing Nora to giggle. He smirked and stretched fully. "Daddy?"
Heero turned to her with a raised eye brow. "Hai?"
"How did you and Baba meet. What about Dad and Papa, how did you all get to know each other so well?" Her eyes shifted over the tangled mass of bodies farther up on the bed.
Heero blinked, he hadn't expected that of all things. "Well, we meet during the first war." He spoke softly. "Nora, what do you know of the Gundam Pilots?"
"I know they saved the world and freed the colonies. But what do they have to do with anything?" Her head tilted to the left.
"I'll let Trowa tell you that part." Heero smirked at the look of confusion. "Well we were soldiers in the war. We meet up on certain missions and in the end we ended up being each others saving grace. In the end we ended up teaming together to help each other. We became what each other saught out after the war and because of the bond we some how formed during the war, it became stronger the more we were around each other. Then the incident with Mariemia transpired and during it, we became even stronger. Our bonds with each other were strengthened and only seemed to make us stronger in the long run. We tried going our separate ways after that but, in the end it tore us apart and we ended up back together." Heero smiled. "Brothers in all but blood."
"Wow." Nora gasped. "So you all like, are family because of what happened in the war?"
"Hai. We became brothers the first time the five of us stood on the battlefeild together. Though we may not have noticed it. We were," Heero searched for a word. "Thick headed, I suppose. It took us longer then it should have to figure out we were all on the same side and that we needed to fight as one." He snorted. "Thick headed is the perfect term." Heero shook his head and looked at Nora. "Why did you want to know?"
"I was...curious. The four of you seem really close, I wanted to know more about Trowa." She whispered.
Heero smiled. "Know more about Trowa huh? Well he's a part time clown and he helps out with Quatre's company. He's also an Agent for Lady Une. He's six foot two with emerald green eyes. He's strange and fun to agrivate, though it doesn't happen very often." Heero smirked. "What can I tell you about him? " Heero tapped his chin. "He's 19 years old, uhhh. His past is a mystery, even to us. He's in love with the blonde menace on my bed. Hmmm." Nora was trying to contain her laughter as Heero conitued. "I've known him since he was 15. He's always been the silent broading type. He can be annoying at times. He gets agresive when he and Quatre play cards." Heero's eyes lit up as Nora's laughter finally broke free. He chuckled and placed a finger to his lips. Trying to get her to be quiet before she woke the others.
Nora pressed her hands over mouth, muffling the laughs. Heero's eyes shifted to the bed as someone shifted. "Oh no." He quickly pulled the girl from the bed and out into the hallway, shutting the door softly. "Shhh Nora." He laughed. He quickly paced out into the living room. He laughed as he set her down in one of the chairs. She giggled some more before pulling her hands away, slightly panting. "Are you alright?"
"Yes." She giggled and blushed when her tummy grumbled loudly.
Heero laughed. "Lets set about getting some food into you." He held out his hand. Nora took it and tugged him into the kitchen. "I'm coming, I'm coming." He shook his head and let himself be pulled into the kitchen.
"Okay so we have," He glanced in the 'fridge. "anything you could want. I can make almost any food you want Nora."