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Warning: This story is RATED MATURE for adult themes, violence, and lemon content.


The Ultimate Weapon
Chapter Three
Wings Landing

ESUN Headquarters, Brussels
AC 202
Sally's Office

"Get dressed," Heero commanded, charging out of the exam room and in his haste leaving the door slightly ajar, as he barreled into Sally's office. Reaching the phone, he snatched it up and dialed an extension.

"Who are you calling?" Relena asked but he didn't answer.

There was no need because his baka of a friend appeared loud and clear on the vidscreen. "Hey, Heero! What can I do for ya, old pal?!"

"I need you to get your ass over here and watch Relena."

"Really Heero?! I don't need a babysitter," she piped in from the background as she finished getting redressed behind the cover of the exam room door.

He turned towards her direction and briefly saw an arm poke out from behind the door as she put on her shirt, "Yes, you do. It's for your safety." Then he looked back at the screen in front of him. "I'm enacting Protocol 6883." He watched his friends' eyes grow.

"Uhhh, buddy? Isn't that a little extreme?"

"No, the circumstances demand it." He calmly replied. "I'm entrusting her to you. Fail your mission and you will die." The threat easily rolled off his tongue.

Duo waved off the threat and made a face at him. "Yeah, yeah. I'll take care of her," annoyed with how little his friend trusted him. When he saw Relena appear behind Heero, his tone changed as he cheerfully said, "Hey Princess! I'll see you real soon, okay?"

"Okay. See you in a bit." Relena replied, nervously chewing on her lower lip.

Heero disconnected the call, put the phone back in its place and turned around. Both relieved and disappointed that she was dressed again. "Everything is going to be fine. I promise," he said in an attempt to comfort her.

But Relena felt more alarmed than ever. "You really think that we need to initiate Protocol 6883?" She sat down as she felt the full weight of the situation on her shoulders.

"Yes."

"Heero, I…" Relena started but her voice trailed off as she looked down at her hands trying to wrap her mind around everything. "I… I just don't understand. I mean, why aren't you telling me anything?!"

Heero knelt down in front of her and covered her shaking hands with his. "Relena… I know none of this makes sense right now, but I need you to believe in me." He looked up at her, pleading with his irresistible blue eyes.

Struck by his gesture, she smiled down at him. "I do believe in you. I always have." They shared a smile, both secretly yearning for something more, but Heero cleared his throat and moved to stand. Not wanting him to leave just yet, Relena squeezed his hands causing him to freeze in place. Faltering under his piercing gaze, she looked away and continued, "I would just feel better if I knew what this was about."

"I know… I'll fill you in after I verify a few things. I promise. I wouldn't keep you in the dark if I didn't have to," he said as his thumb brushing her delicate knuckles.

"Yeah, right… You are just choosing not to tell me," she wanted to shoot back, but she let out a frustrated sigh and curtly said, "fine" instead.

Sensing her anger, he released her hands and stood. "Do you remember everything about the Protocol or do you want me to go over it with you?"

"Yes, I remember," she snapped back. "No communication with anyone. No computers, no phones, no talking. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Nothing."

Heero chose to ignore her tone; she had every right to feel angry. It's not that he didn't want to tell her, he just couldn't. Not yet. He didn't have enough information or answers. He would be damned if she got hurt because he didn't do his due diligence.

"Perhaps, seeing him for herself would help?" He wondered. "She should know I'm not enacting this protocol just for the hell of it. Doesn't she know that I have to protect her?!"

Peering down at her, he simply replied, "Yes, that's the gist of it."

She let out a huff of air, blowing her bangs up in frustration, which used to annoy the crap out of him but he had become fond of the simple act. He was just glad she could take some of the tension out on him, rather than blaming herself like she usually did. And she could still talk to people, just only the people who had been read in or who were protecting her. She just couldn't have any outside contact.

A series of knocks, that sounded more like a drum solo from an old rock n' roll song, grabbed their attention as they both turned to the door. Heero opened it and Duo barged in, immediately enveloping Relena in a big bear hug.

"RELENA!" He squealed.

Relena could barely breathe, let alone move, as she lightly patted his back with one free hand in return. He squeezed her tighter, but just as Heero was about to intervene, Duo released her.

Relena took a deep breath and said lightheartedly, "Wow, that was quite the hug."

Duo nervously scratched the top of his head. "Sorry about that but Hilde said to give you a real big hug the next time I saw you."

"Ah, that explains it," she silently determined. Relena laughed and said, "Well it's good to see you, Duo. And the next time you see Hilde, please make sure to give her a big hug in return."

The braided man gave a salute and plopped down into Sally's office chair, spinning around in it a few times before Heero put a stop to his shenanigans. Duo looked up at him with a face of pure innocence, "yes boss?"

Heero just glared at him.

"Soooo are you going to tell me the game plan or… Am I gonna have to guess?" Duo asked sarcastically.

Heero released his grip on the top of Sally's chair and looked from Duo to Relena. "I'm going to go to my office to get you a different set of clothes to change into. Then we'll leave the office, but wait here with Duo until I return."


Determined to get her to safety as soon as possible, Heero strode quickly to Relena's office to secure her computer and files. He then darted down the corridor to his office, grabbing whatever was stashed in Relena's "quick change" drawer. He balled and stuffed the clothes along with a few extra rounds of ammo into his rucksack, then changed into his own disguise and sprinted out the door. Thankfully it appeared everyone had already left for the day, so he didn't have to worry about running into anyone. It would be easier to get Relena out of here now without someone noticing.

He returned to Sally's office where Relena and Duo were waiting. For once in his life, he knocked before entering. He didn't want to get shot by Duo. His friend had always been trigger happy, much like himself.

"Who is it?" Duo's singsong voice came from behind the door.

"Open up, Maxwell."

Duo opened the door and his mouth fell open. "What the hell are you wearing?"

"It's a disguise."

"Clearly, but you still haven't answered my question." Duo moved out of the way and cocked his head to the side as he examined his friend walking by.

Heero ignored him and tossed some clothes to Relena. "Go get changed. We're leaving."

Relena looked back at him; her eyes were full of questions but she didn't say anything. Instead, she took the pile of clothes into the exam room, this time making sure the door was fully closed, and reemerged wearing an old pair of her running shoes, faded jeans, a dark t-shirt that was a size too big, and a baseball cap. "How do I look?" She struck a few poses for the boys.

"Beautiful, darling! Simply gorgeous!" Duo exclaimed in his most effeminate voice.

Heero rolled his eyes at his friend's antics. "Come on, we don't have time for this." He wheeled in the rest of his disguise. "Get in."

"What?! I'm not getting in there!" Relena crossed her arms defiantly.

Duo leaned back on Sally's desk, grabbing a handful of chocolate candies from the candy dish, ready to enjoy the show.

"Yes, you are. We don't have time for this, Relena. Get in now." Heero gestured to the object.

"Absolutely not! Especially not until you tell me what's going on!" Relena fumed.

"Relena, I can't tell you what's going on because I haven't quite figured it out myself," he retorted.

"You mean to tell me the great Heero Yuy doesn't know?! HA! Like I would buy that for a second," she scoffed back.

"Well, it's the truth. I'll show you what I know when we get there."

"When we get where, Heero?" She continued to bicker.

"That's classified."

Relena gritted her teeth and shook her head angrily. "I'm not going anywhere with you, and certainly not in that!" She snapped back.

"Well as the head of your security, I'm telling you that you need to get in so we can get you out of here safely."

"No! I will not get in there and you can't make me!" She crossed her arms and turned her head like a two-year-old throwing a tantrum.

"Oh, really?" Heero thought as he quirked an eyebrow. "Relena, please.Just get in so we can go," he gestured toward her ride.

"Absolutely not!" She shouted and glared at Heero angrily.

"Mission accepted," Heero thought.

"Oh, this ought to be good!" Duo thought as he shoveled another handful of sweet treats into his mouth and watched Heero take determined steps towards his target.

When Heero reached for her, she jerked back and yelled, "Get away from me!"

He ignored the stab in his heart and continued to reach out for her with an open hand. "Relena…" Heero practically growled at her. He knew she was angry at him, but enough was enough.

When he gently brushed her arm, she slapped his hand away. "I am not getting in that… that thing!" She pointed at it like it was the worst possible thing ever.

His patience had worn very thin and he felt his own anger rising with every second that passed. "Relena… Get. In. Now." He gestured towards her awaiting chariot.

"No!" Her hands were now on her hips.

Based on what he'd learned from his own relationship with Hilde, Duo realized this had just escalated to a whole new level. He tried to help by interjecting. "Uhhh, Princess. You might want to do what he says…"

Heero's head snapped towards Duo as he yelled, "shut up, Maxwell!"

Duo threw up his hands in retreat.

"5… 4…," Heero started counting down.

"Are you seriously counting down?! I am not a kid! Don't patronize me!"

"Then stop acting like one."

They were out of time and she didn't budge, so Heero just went over and picked her up, kicking and screaming.

"Duo! Help me!" Relena pleaded.

Heero flashed him a warning glare towards his friend.

"Sorry, Princess! You're on your own!" Duo threw back his head as he inhaled more chocolates.

Relena continued to thrash around, she didn't necessarily want to hit Heero but she certainly did not appreciate being forced into this. So she thought one good smack should do, she aimed and smacked him… right on his firm ass. Relena froze, absolutely mortified.

Duo burst out laughing.

And Heero… just continued with his mission while taking a few seconds to enjoy the sensation of her smacking his ass. As odd as this all was, he took pleasure in it. Just having her touch any part of his body intentionally was nothing short of amazing.

"Heero!" She cried out in protest.

"Stop yelling! Someone will hear you," Heero said. Relena stopped struggling just enough so Heero could put her inside and secure the lid.

A red-faced Duo was still laughing and hitting his leg in pure amusement as Relena banged on the lid from the inside. "Heero! Let me out! How am I going to breathe?"

"Stop talking so you don't waste any oxygen," Heero said smirking back at his friend.

Duo gasped for air as he held his stomach from laughing so hard. "I can't… believe… you just…" He laughed some more. "You just put… the Princess… in the trash!" He hit his upper thigh once more and wiped away tears with the other.

"Keep laughing and I'll shoot you."

"Yeah right! You don't want anyone to know you're here. You wouldn't shoot me."

"I have a silencer that says differently."

The former Deathscythe pilot waved him away and made an effort to stop laughing. "So," he started giggling then quickly sobered under Heero's scrutiny and cleared his throat. "So… you want me to take the limo back to her place and make it look like she's home?"

"Yes. I'm taking her to a secure location. I'll be in touch. Make sure to use Channel B."

"Roger that!" He knocked on the trashcan and said, "You take care in there."

"Bye Duo." A subdued voice came from within.

"See ya later, garbage man!" Duo hooted as he waved goodbye and exited Sally's office.


Heero rolled the trash bin carrying Relena to the underground parking lot, careful to avoid cracks and potholes in the asphalt so he wouldn't jar the precious cargo inside. Once he cleared the area and made sure no one was around, he lifted a very hot and disheveled Relena out.

"I hate you." Her death glare had as much, if not more, of an effect on him than his own had on others.

The words cut him, deeply. "I'm sorry…" he whispered as he helped her into the car.

As soon as he got in, Heero looked over at her, trying to think of what to say. Eyeing her body language, he could tell she was still fuming so he rationalized that perhaps turning on the A/C would help cool her off.

She slumped down in her seat and crossed her arms thinking over everything that had transpired. Fidgeting with her sunglasses, she tried to think of some witty or cutting thing to say but nothing came to mind. And honestly, it would make it worse. Deep down she knew she should have just listened, but he was so darn infuriating.

"How does he expect me to blindly follow him when he wouldn't even tell me anything?!"

They had disagreements in the past, but she had never physically harmed him… although she wasn't sure smacking his ass actually hurt him. It was more like sexual assault. Blushing, she recalled how perfectly taut and muscular his rear was and instantly chastised herself. She wanted to be mad at him. He deserved it! But she also didn't want to fight. It wasn't like her, like them, to do so.

Feeling hot from their heated argument and his unconventional physical activity, he unzipped his outfit just enough to reveal his collarbone and tossed the coordinating hat to the back of the unmarked car. Glancing sideways, he assessed her body language. When he noticed tears pooling in the corner of her eyes, his heart sunk. He felt like a jerk, but she hadn't listened!

"What was I supposed to do?" he thought as he ran through the scenario again in his head. He may be the Perfect Soldier, but he was anything besides a perfect man. Heero was filled with regret and felt the need to apologize.

"Relena…" he said just above a whisper, his gaze locked on her profile.

"What?" she asked quietly, not making any effort to look at him.

"I'm sorry." Heero's heart pounded within his chest. "Will you forgive me?"

He didn't apologize often, at all really, but it was different with her. Only she could evoke these sorts of feelings from him and yet make him feel completely safe to experience them without feeling the need to suppress or hide them. Over the past five years, she had become quite the expert in deciphering him, which oddly didn't alarm him like it would have in the past.

Relena looked over and a tear escaped her eye and cascaded down her porcelain skin. She was just about to wipe it away when Heero reached over and swiped it away with his thumb.

"Please don't cry... I hate seeing you cry." His hand lingered on her cheek. Gently stroking her soft skin with his thumb, he continued, "And I certainly hate that I'm the cause of your tears."

She smiled a bit and then leaned into his hand, closing her eyes as she covered his hand with her own so he wouldn't move it. "I'm sorry too," she admitted in a low whisper.

Heero felt the urge to lean in and kiss her, but he didn't know if she would want to, especially after their fight. As he looked at her beautiful face, he was drawn to her soft lips, and God... did he want to kiss them, to claim them with his own. But he didn't.

Swallowing his resolve, he gently said, "We should go." He slowly began pulling his hand away, although it was the last thing he wanted to do.

Relena opened her eyes just in the nick of time to see a flicker of emotion, pain and something else, grace his handsome face. She desperately wanted to reach out to him, to pull him back to her, but she was frozen in place, lost and confused as to what had just transpired and what to do about it. Instead, she awkwardly readjusted herself in her seat and put on her sunglasses in hopes that it would shield her from his knowing looks.


Turning left out of the ESUN headquarters underground garage, he took side streets to avoid traffic and attracting unnecessary attention. After about thirty minutes of meandering aimlessly around the city, they came to yet another stoplight. The sun was beginning its glorious descent shooting beams of reddish-orange sunlight across the horizon. They were headed north so there really wasn't a need for her sunglasses anymore. Without giving it another thought, she removed them as well as her hat and shook out her blonde hair, running her fingers through the strands to remove any tangles. Meanwhile, Heero was too busy checking his side rearview mirror for the umpteenth time to notice her mistake. That was until he felt her hair brushing against his arm. His head snapped over to her.

"What are you doing?!" Heero shouted in alarm.

Realizing they were at one of the busiest intersections, he thought quickly, probably brazenly, as he leaned over and kissed her, shielding her face from view. He wanted to protect her, but perhaps he also wanted to rectify his earlier mistake.

Her lips were so soft. God, he could do this forever. He felt her relax under his touch and kissed him back. The sensation was overwhelming. He wanted nothing more than to continue kissing her but a horn blared loudly behind them. So much for keeping a low profile. He swiftly secured her hat back on her head and abruptly pulled away.

"Put your sunglasses back on."

Relena still somewhat dazed from their kiss, swallowed her hurt and tried to blink away tears that threatened to fall. "He just kissed me in order to protect me. Not because he wanted to," she thought.

Heero couldn't stop thinking about how good it felt to kiss her again after so many years. Shaking his head to rid himself of the thought, he told himself to stay focused on the task at hand. "I need to get her to the safe house."

They continued the remainder of the drive in complete silence and it was deafening. Neither knew what to say. Heero just drove and Relena looked out her window, afraid to look at him. She took a deep breath and told herself, "Be strong, Relena."

After about two hours, they finally arrived at their destination. Still in her seat, Relena stretched her legs and arms, cracking her back as she leaned backward. "Can I take off my sunglasses now?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah. You can take off the hat too if you'd like."

She took off the accessories while she waited for Heero to open her door for her. He was always such a gentleman. Even if he was trained to be chivalrous after he began his post as the head of her security, Relena would take what she could get. Briefly meeting those deep blue orbs when he opened the door and held his hand out to help her exit the vehicle, she couldn't resist thinking how incredibly handsome he was and how much she wanted to kiss him again.

"But I'm not in imminent danger now, so there would be no reason to kiss," she reminded herself sadly.

Taking his hand, she allowed him to assist her and immediately missed his touch when he let go.

"Heero… can you tell me anything now that we're here?" she asked.

"I can't tell you out here. You need to see for yourself. You won't believe me if I told you," Heero replied.

"What do you mean I won't believe you?" She questioned.

"Just come with me, Relena." He offered his hand, which she readily accepted.

"Heero, I just don't understand."

He stopped and pulled her close so their bodies just barely brushed against one another, "I know… just believe in me." His eyes pleaded with her to understand.

Her eyes searched his. "I do believe in you."

"Good. Keep believing in me, Relena." He squeezed her hand, led her inside the safehouse and guided her to a room in the basement. But before he opened the door, he looked back at her pleadingly. "Relena, behind this door are probably more questions than answers. I promise that I will do my best to find the answers for you."

Confused and yet intrigued, she simply nodded.

He allowed her to enter the small room first. Switching on a light, he positioned her in front of a double mirror.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes, I suppose so."

He flipped another switch so she could see inside. Her mouth fell open in disbelief.

"It can't be…" She was stunned. It couldn't be. "There's no way…" she could barely form the words.

He wasn't quite sure what to expect so Heero studied her reaction carefully.

She began to sway as she put a hand on her forehead. "Heero… I don't feel so good…"

He was just about to tell her to sit down and offer her a glass of water, but it was too late. Relena began to fall; he caught her before she hit the floor as she once did for him in Mariemaia's underground shelter.

To Be Continued...


A/N: Just another manic Monday… Hi y'all! The mystery continues! Who could this person be?! And how about our star crossed lovers?! Not really "lovers" as of yet. Ugh… they are killing me! How about that sexual tension?! Whew! *fans self* I can feel the temperature rising! Maybe something will give soon? ;-) Thank you again for your wonderful comments. I love reading your feedback and I so appreciate it! :D