007, Secret Agent, Heero Yuy — Till Death Do Us Part, Part Five
Disclaimer: same as always
AN: HEY!! WHAT HAPPENED??!?! I had 14 reviews for the first part, then it went to 5, 5, and then
finally 2!! I thought you guys liked this fic L I guess I hafta stop writing it if I don't get at least seven
reviews….what a shame…
For all of you out there who wanted more romance, its here…
Part Five.
Exiting the plane, Heero looked around and spotted Millardo right away.
'That hair of his…I told him to cut it, but does he? No….' Heero thought, and steered Relena to an
Emergency Exit.
"Why are we going this way?" She asked, frowning.
"Your brother is here," Heero muttered. Behind him, the others were listening intently. Facing them, he
said, "we split up into threes, and meet in the lobby at five of Hotel El Panama, okay? We don't want to
risk being noticed."
Nodding, the detectives and agents split up and head for different exits.
"What about us?" Relena's voice behind him spoke up.
"We're going out this way…Une and Treize should be here too—and they'll spot us easily." Heero
answered, smoothing out his suit. "Come on," grabbing her arm, he lead her into the warm sunlight and
they broke into a dash from plane to plane, dodging bewildered baggy-tenders.
'Almost there…' Heero cringed, rounding a corner, but as he did, he came face to face with Millardo
Peacecraft, alias, his old friend: Zechs Marquis.
*******
"So, Heero, it's been a long time, has it not?" Millardo smirked, then glanced over at Relena. "Rel, come
over here to my side now."
"Millardo? How do you know Heero?" Relena asked, frowning.
"That's nothing for you to worry about, now, Rel, come over here!"
"How come you never told me about your job? The poison?" Relena demanded, staring at her own
brother.
Millardo pursed his lips but said nothing.
"Answer me, Millardo! Why didn't you tell me!"
Nothing was said, and Heero watched this with amusement.
'What a shame…I turned a brother and sister against each other,' Heero thought, smiling slightly. Slowly
reaching into his back holster, he unnoticed pulled out his own gun, the safety off.
He then quickly grabbed Relena around the waist and pulled her beside him, the tip of the gun pressed to
her forehead.
"Not one move or your little puppet will die…" He murmured calmly, grinning.
Millardo's gun, that was pointed at Heero, slowly lowered and something flickered in Millardo's eyes.
"Go, now…I'll tell Lady Une and Treize you got away from me." He glanced over his shoulder and
hissed, "hurry!"
Heero nodded, understanding what Millardo was saying.
"Let's go," he said to Relena, and pulled her into an unattended jeep. Hot-wiring it, he floored the gas
pedal and they zoomed out of the airport. They heard shots being fired at.
Relena looked behind and saw Millardo aiming the gun upwards to the sky, using all his six bullets up.
She said nothing as Heero drove them around the airport and out into the country high-way.
They reached the hotel before everyone else and Heero told Relena to freshen up.
"Why?" she asked, puzzled.
"We need to look like a couple or else the people here will get suspicious. You were much too quiet when
we got here, unlike a happy friend."
"Oh," Relena said, and went to the shower, bring a new pair of clothes with her.
Heero decided on a little nap, and before he fell asleep, the others showed up.
"Going out, okay? We'll be back later tonight, like, ten," Quatre told him, and they left again. Heero
nodded silently, and drowsily heard a door open.
Jumping up from his spot on the couch, he walked to Relena's room, where he heard the click. Opening
the door, he saw no one in the room, and he got edgy.
'What now? Are they here?' He thought, searching the room. Relena was still in the shower; he could
hear the water running. Or was that the tap? He noticed the door was closed, so she was still in there.
Cautiously he searched the room, found nothing out of order and was about to leave when Relena came
out of the bathroom wearing only a towel.
Heero's gun fell to the ground with a clatter as he stared at her. The towel was much smaller than the one
she had at her house; this one showed her upper cleavage to a point and was cut off mid-thigh. Gapping,
Heero shook his head and answered her question with a "huh?"
"I asked you why you always seem to come into my room with a gun when I'm in the shower," she
repeated herself.
"I don't know," he replied, nervously, still not taking his eyes off her.
"Well, there must be a reason." She sat down on the bed and watched him watch her.
"What are you staring at?" She asked him, knowing the answer when he didn't reply to her first question.
"N—Nothing," he stammered, and glanced at the floor before her face.
She was blushing a bit and so was he, but they didn't notice it. They were staring at the each other's eyes,
Prussian to Sea-blue, Sea-blue to Prussian.
Inching closer, they moved their heads in, and Heero's lips brushed Relena's. Feeling a chill go down his
spine, his hand unconsciously moved to her back, and hers to his neck.
Their kiss grew more passionate, and soon Heero and Relena's tongues were in each other mouths.
Gently leaning Relena down on her back, Heero reached for the light switch, turning the lights off, and
Relena reached for the curtain's, tugging them closed, inviting the darkness to the room.
*****
Hilde, Sally, and Dorothy were walking up the street, just browsing when Hilde stopped abruptly and saw
a bikini she liked. However, not noticing the people behind her, they all fell to the ground in a heap.
Dorothy and Sally turned around and began laughing hysterically.
"Hilde, you are such a klutz," Sally grinned. She then looked over the other people on the ground and
gasped. "WuFei?"
A head looked up, grumbling, but stopped when his name was called. WuFei looked up, startled, and saw
Sally watching him.
"Sally Po? What are you doing here?" WuFei asked, shock written all over his face.
"Sally? Who's that?" Trowa's muffled voice asked from beneath the pile.
"OW! QUATRE! MOVE YOUR FOOT!" Sandy's voice cried out.
"Sally," WuFei said, and stood up. They stared at each other for the longest time before Sally asked, "do
you want to go get something to eat and talk over?"
"Sure," he replied (very OOC, I know, please, you'll understand why later) and they walked down the
opposite direction.
"Where are they going?" Dorothy mused, then realized Hilde was tugging on her Capri's.
"Help…get…me…up," she moaned in fake agony, and Dorothy giggled. She had to pull off a blond-
haired man before Hilde could stand.
Moving to help the blond up, she grabbed his wrist and tugged on him. Jumping up, their eyes met and
they stared at each other.
"Quatre Winner."
"Dorothy Catalonia."
There was no mistaking that these two knew each other as they eyed one another. Dorothy's eyebrows
furrowed together and Quatre's normal happy eyes narrowed.
"What are you doing here?" They demanded at the same time.
"Looking for Relena," they answered again. Suddenly, they grinned and began to laugh.
"Mr Winner, that was simply divine," Dorothy giggled and blushed.
"Ms. Catalonia, the pleasure is mine. Shall we go shopping? I think we have a lot to catch up on and you
can help me find out Millardo's plans," Quatre grinned.
"Gladly," and they walked away.
"Did I miss something?" Hermione asked, puzzled. "I know we know you guys from Millardo, but what
are you doing here?"
"We quit, but Millardo don't know that," Hilde explained, tapping her fingers on the cement. She stood
up and brushed herself off. Sandy and her glared at each other and stood a fair distance apart. Noticing
this, Hermione and Trowa decided to change the subject to something more enjoyable.
"Um…where are you staying?" The Secret Agent, 008 asked.
"Hotel El Panama," Hilde replied, still glaring at Sandy, who hadn't moved.
"Same here," she replied back icily.
"Are you still after my Duo?" Hilde demanded, narrowing her eyes.
"After YOUR Duo? I don't think so, and yes, I am," Sandy declared, her eyes narrowed as well.
"Uh…guys?" Hermione tried, but nothing worked. They simply wanted to have a staring contest.
"BOO!" a voice behind everyone made them jump, and they turned to bitch at the man with a long
braid…and violet eyes…and a smiling grin…
"DUO?" Three voices cried at the same time.
"What are you doing here?" 008 asked, his eye widening.
"I have the information you wanted and decided to give it to you in—" He broke off as he saw both Hilde
and Sandy together. "Uh oh."
"DUO! Do you know this girl?" They both demanded, pointing at each other. Grinning weakly, Duo sent
a look of help to the two-stand by's who back away, their looks telling him that this was his problem.
They then turned and walked down the street, talking to each other.
Duo sighed and thought, 'time to put on the 'ol Maxwell charm.'
Extending both arms to a lady, he asked, "shall we?" and they walked down the street to the Canal.
******
Millardo paced back and forth. He sighed and thought, 'I shouldn't have let him get away…he had
Relena though, my only family left…I should've shot him with the risk of shooting Relena…why'd I let
him go?'
He slumped down into his chair and placed his head in his hands.
"You let him go because you killed his wife…you would know how it would feel to loose someone you
loved then," a little voice taunted him.
'No,' he thought, 'I did it because…' He didn't want to admit it, but he sighed again and finished off.
'I did it because I saw the love in her eyes when she looked at him…'
Disclaimer: same as always
AN: HEY!! WHAT HAPPENED??!?! I had 14 reviews for the first part, then it went to 5, 5, and then
finally 2!! I thought you guys liked this fic L I guess I hafta stop writing it if I don't get at least seven
reviews….what a shame…
For all of you out there who wanted more romance, its here…
Part Five.
Exiting the plane, Heero looked around and spotted Millardo right away.
'That hair of his…I told him to cut it, but does he? No….' Heero thought, and steered Relena to an
Emergency Exit.
"Why are we going this way?" She asked, frowning.
"Your brother is here," Heero muttered. Behind him, the others were listening intently. Facing them, he
said, "we split up into threes, and meet in the lobby at five of Hotel El Panama, okay? We don't want to
risk being noticed."
Nodding, the detectives and agents split up and head for different exits.
"What about us?" Relena's voice behind him spoke up.
"We're going out this way…Une and Treize should be here too—and they'll spot us easily." Heero
answered, smoothing out his suit. "Come on," grabbing her arm, he lead her into the warm sunlight and
they broke into a dash from plane to plane, dodging bewildered baggy-tenders.
'Almost there…' Heero cringed, rounding a corner, but as he did, he came face to face with Millardo
Peacecraft, alias, his old friend: Zechs Marquis.
*******
"So, Heero, it's been a long time, has it not?" Millardo smirked, then glanced over at Relena. "Rel, come
over here to my side now."
"Millardo? How do you know Heero?" Relena asked, frowning.
"That's nothing for you to worry about, now, Rel, come over here!"
"How come you never told me about your job? The poison?" Relena demanded, staring at her own
brother.
Millardo pursed his lips but said nothing.
"Answer me, Millardo! Why didn't you tell me!"
Nothing was said, and Heero watched this with amusement.
'What a shame…I turned a brother and sister against each other,' Heero thought, smiling slightly. Slowly
reaching into his back holster, he unnoticed pulled out his own gun, the safety off.
He then quickly grabbed Relena around the waist and pulled her beside him, the tip of the gun pressed to
her forehead.
"Not one move or your little puppet will die…" He murmured calmly, grinning.
Millardo's gun, that was pointed at Heero, slowly lowered and something flickered in Millardo's eyes.
"Go, now…I'll tell Lady Une and Treize you got away from me." He glanced over his shoulder and
hissed, "hurry!"
Heero nodded, understanding what Millardo was saying.
"Let's go," he said to Relena, and pulled her into an unattended jeep. Hot-wiring it, he floored the gas
pedal and they zoomed out of the airport. They heard shots being fired at.
Relena looked behind and saw Millardo aiming the gun upwards to the sky, using all his six bullets up.
She said nothing as Heero drove them around the airport and out into the country high-way.
They reached the hotel before everyone else and Heero told Relena to freshen up.
"Why?" she asked, puzzled.
"We need to look like a couple or else the people here will get suspicious. You were much too quiet when
we got here, unlike a happy friend."
"Oh," Relena said, and went to the shower, bring a new pair of clothes with her.
Heero decided on a little nap, and before he fell asleep, the others showed up.
"Going out, okay? We'll be back later tonight, like, ten," Quatre told him, and they left again. Heero
nodded silently, and drowsily heard a door open.
Jumping up from his spot on the couch, he walked to Relena's room, where he heard the click. Opening
the door, he saw no one in the room, and he got edgy.
'What now? Are they here?' He thought, searching the room. Relena was still in the shower; he could
hear the water running. Or was that the tap? He noticed the door was closed, so she was still in there.
Cautiously he searched the room, found nothing out of order and was about to leave when Relena came
out of the bathroom wearing only a towel.
Heero's gun fell to the ground with a clatter as he stared at her. The towel was much smaller than the one
she had at her house; this one showed her upper cleavage to a point and was cut off mid-thigh. Gapping,
Heero shook his head and answered her question with a "huh?"
"I asked you why you always seem to come into my room with a gun when I'm in the shower," she
repeated herself.
"I don't know," he replied, nervously, still not taking his eyes off her.
"Well, there must be a reason." She sat down on the bed and watched him watch her.
"What are you staring at?" She asked him, knowing the answer when he didn't reply to her first question.
"N—Nothing," he stammered, and glanced at the floor before her face.
She was blushing a bit and so was he, but they didn't notice it. They were staring at the each other's eyes,
Prussian to Sea-blue, Sea-blue to Prussian.
Inching closer, they moved their heads in, and Heero's lips brushed Relena's. Feeling a chill go down his
spine, his hand unconsciously moved to her back, and hers to his neck.
Their kiss grew more passionate, and soon Heero and Relena's tongues were in each other mouths.
Gently leaning Relena down on her back, Heero reached for the light switch, turning the lights off, and
Relena reached for the curtain's, tugging them closed, inviting the darkness to the room.
*****
Hilde, Sally, and Dorothy were walking up the street, just browsing when Hilde stopped abruptly and saw
a bikini she liked. However, not noticing the people behind her, they all fell to the ground in a heap.
Dorothy and Sally turned around and began laughing hysterically.
"Hilde, you are such a klutz," Sally grinned. She then looked over the other people on the ground and
gasped. "WuFei?"
A head looked up, grumbling, but stopped when his name was called. WuFei looked up, startled, and saw
Sally watching him.
"Sally Po? What are you doing here?" WuFei asked, shock written all over his face.
"Sally? Who's that?" Trowa's muffled voice asked from beneath the pile.
"OW! QUATRE! MOVE YOUR FOOT!" Sandy's voice cried out.
"Sally," WuFei said, and stood up. They stared at each other for the longest time before Sally asked, "do
you want to go get something to eat and talk over?"
"Sure," he replied (very OOC, I know, please, you'll understand why later) and they walked down the
opposite direction.
"Where are they going?" Dorothy mused, then realized Hilde was tugging on her Capri's.
"Help…get…me…up," she moaned in fake agony, and Dorothy giggled. She had to pull off a blond-
haired man before Hilde could stand.
Moving to help the blond up, she grabbed his wrist and tugged on him. Jumping up, their eyes met and
they stared at each other.
"Quatre Winner."
"Dorothy Catalonia."
There was no mistaking that these two knew each other as they eyed one another. Dorothy's eyebrows
furrowed together and Quatre's normal happy eyes narrowed.
"What are you doing here?" They demanded at the same time.
"Looking for Relena," they answered again. Suddenly, they grinned and began to laugh.
"Mr Winner, that was simply divine," Dorothy giggled and blushed.
"Ms. Catalonia, the pleasure is mine. Shall we go shopping? I think we have a lot to catch up on and you
can help me find out Millardo's plans," Quatre grinned.
"Gladly," and they walked away.
"Did I miss something?" Hermione asked, puzzled. "I know we know you guys from Millardo, but what
are you doing here?"
"We quit, but Millardo don't know that," Hilde explained, tapping her fingers on the cement. She stood
up and brushed herself off. Sandy and her glared at each other and stood a fair distance apart. Noticing
this, Hermione and Trowa decided to change the subject to something more enjoyable.
"Um…where are you staying?" The Secret Agent, 008 asked.
"Hotel El Panama," Hilde replied, still glaring at Sandy, who hadn't moved.
"Same here," she replied back icily.
"Are you still after my Duo?" Hilde demanded, narrowing her eyes.
"After YOUR Duo? I don't think so, and yes, I am," Sandy declared, her eyes narrowed as well.
"Uh…guys?" Hermione tried, but nothing worked. They simply wanted to have a staring contest.
"BOO!" a voice behind everyone made them jump, and they turned to bitch at the man with a long
braid…and violet eyes…and a smiling grin…
"DUO?" Three voices cried at the same time.
"What are you doing here?" 008 asked, his eye widening.
"I have the information you wanted and decided to give it to you in—" He broke off as he saw both Hilde
and Sandy together. "Uh oh."
"DUO! Do you know this girl?" They both demanded, pointing at each other. Grinning weakly, Duo sent
a look of help to the two-stand by's who back away, their looks telling him that this was his problem.
They then turned and walked down the street, talking to each other.
Duo sighed and thought, 'time to put on the 'ol Maxwell charm.'
Extending both arms to a lady, he asked, "shall we?" and they walked down the street to the Canal.
******
Millardo paced back and forth. He sighed and thought, 'I shouldn't have let him get away…he had
Relena though, my only family left…I should've shot him with the risk of shooting Relena…why'd I let
him go?'
He slumped down into his chair and placed his head in his hands.
"You let him go because you killed his wife…you would know how it would feel to loose someone you
loved then," a little voice taunted him.
'No,' he thought, 'I did it because…' He didn't want to admit it, but he sighed again and finished off.
'I did it because I saw the love in her eyes when she looked at him…'