Secret Agent, Heero Yuy: Till Death Do Us Part, 7
Disclaimer: same as always
AN: Okay, I'm sorry I haven't posted many parts to any of my stories up, but between Christmas shopping and a writer's block, it was pretty hard. Enjoy, and just a little sneak hint: romance and action, and two enemies become friends. I'll bet you won't guess who it is! ^_^
{Part 7}
They all sat in a black limo, heading for the Canal. Duo was driving, for once very serious and the usual smile on his face was gone, replaced with a scowl.
"Ready?" Heero asked when they got out of the limo.
Nodding, they split up. Heero with Relena; Duo with Sandy and Hilde; Trowa and Hermione; WuFei and Sally; and finally Quatre and Dorothy.
Heero and Relena went through the gate, Heero thought he saw something move around the corner, but it was nothing.
The Canal was filled with tourists and little kids and locals, chattering. None of them paid attention to him and Relena.
They saw an old locomotive used to move the boats through the canal's chambers. Squinting, Heero saw a note tapped to it.
"Come on," he said, and they began to walk over. Reaching the train engine, he plucked the note off and Relena watched him.
" 'Heero and Relena, go to the Canal again tonight at 8:30 PM. Alone. - Lady Une'," he read, frowning.
"Tonight. We've got until then-" Relena was broken off by a scream. Turning, Heero pulled out his own gun and they ran over to where the scream came from.
They saw Dorothy and Quatre pinned against a wall, Quatre's shoulder bleeding. Two bulky men stood over them, guns aimed between their eyes.
*****
Hermione and Trowa were watching the whole thing. They had been talking to Quatre and Dorothy right before that 'incident' happened. They had decided to get a drink, the temperature was very hot and muggy, with no clouds in sight, and no breeze.
They were heading upstairs for the watching deck, when they heard the scream. Leaning over the rail, Hermione pointed, "there!" They checked their guns, and began to slowly advance down. Trowa tugged on Hermione's jacket, "Heero and Relena are coming."
"I see."
They were close enough to hear what the mugs were saying finally.
"...so Lady Une and Mr Treize want them alive? At least two of them?" the first one, the one with the blond hair asked.
A grunt, "yea. These two will do, huh, Ms. Dorothy?"
Dorothy glared at him, and turned to Quatre. "Are you okay, Qu-chan?"
"I'm fine, Dorothy, please don't worry," Quatre managed to gasp out, the dripping blood making a puddle on the concrete ground. People had backed away, and an ambulance had been called.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" A voice shouted from behind.
Looking up, Quatre, Dorothy, Hermione and Trowa saw Sandy, Hilde and Duo pointing their guns at the mugs with deadly accuracy.
"I'm first-class detective Sandy Smith, for the FBI, I order to you to put her hands up!" Sandy said, firmly.
Glaring at her, the two bulky men turned away from Dorothy and Quatre, but backed up instead and placed the gun barrel to their heads.
"One step and it's light's out for these two," the first one snarled.
Duo glared at the men, his eyes darting back and forth. Sandy slowly lowered her gun and pocketed it.
"Toss it," the second one commanded.
Sighing, she placed it on the ground and kicked it over, placing her hands up. Duo and Hilde followed suit.
"Good. Now come over here and stay in a nice line. Mr. Treize is gonna be happy with this lot."
*****
Heero cringed, and pushed Relena behind him. "I want you to go to the car, find Sally and WuFei, okay? They'll take you back to the hotel, you're in danger here."
Relena nodded numbly and ran away, nearly tripping.
Heero then clicked the safety off his gun and proceeded to catch Trowa's attention above him. He did it by throwing a rock which hit him over the head.
"Ouch!" he heard, and then a low curse.
"What's wrong?" Hermione's voice asked.
"Something hit me..." grumbling, Trowa looked around and down, spotted Heero who grinned up at him and placed a finger to his lips, telling him to be quiet.
"Heero's down there...gonna get them out of that," Trowa told Hermione. Nodding, she turned back to the group of five in a line.
Heero crept up behind them, motioned Trowa and Hermione to do the same, and Heero pointed the gun at the back of the shorter one's head.
"Drop your gun," he commanded in a cool voice.
The other one turned, but met Trowa's fist and Hermione's gun.
"Don't think about it," she said simply.
The one Heero had snarled and tried a back-punch, but instead found himself face-first on the floor, dead in a pool of blood.
Duo rose a brow and Dorothy shrieked as the blood crept towards her.
"I'm licensed to kill," Heero shrugged carelessly, and they began to walk away, brushing past the paramedics as they rushed to the scene.
They rounded the corner and spotted the car. The doors were open on either side and they could see Sally and WuFei sitting in the seats.
As they got closer, Heero began to tense. 'Something isn't right,' he thought, and within three meters, he knew.
"Stop," he said, throwing out his arm.
Frowning, he went forward and saw Sally and WuFei were knocked out and a note on the dashboard read, 'better luck next time, Yuy! Lady Une'.
He ripped the paper off and clenched it.
He turned and they saw Lady Une holding Relena up by her hair, Relena crying out in pain as Lady's Une's hand's tangled in her hair.
"So...I see you are careless after all," she snarled, pulling a gun out and pointing it at Relena's temple. "Come back here at seven thirty and we'll resume. There will be a limo waiting here. You will all come in it and you will come with us. Until then," she grinned as a car came speeding up, the door opened and she and Relena jumped in.
"DAMN!" Heero yelled, glaring after it as it exited the parking lot. Sighing, he ran his hand over his face, his head hung low.
******
His face stayed the same throughout the rest of the day, and everyone was quiet. They ordered room service and constantly checked the clock.
"Only three," Duo sighed, placing his cards down on the coffee table. "I fold."
"Me too," Hilde said, throwing hers down too.
"Guess it's just us five then," Sandy grinned, smiling at Hermione, Dorothy, Trowa and Quatre who grinned back uncertainly.
"Any bets?" Dorothy purred.
"Three Hershey's kisses and one candy cane," Hermione smiled, tossing her 'money chips' down on the table.
"Umm...I fold," Quatre said, checking his own stash. "That's too rich for me."
"Same," Trowa sighed, tossing his cards down, "what a waste of jelly beans."
"Eew," Hermione said, sticking her tongue out. She looked over the tip of her cards, rose a brow and turned to Dorothy.
Dorothy smiled and placed her cards down, folded her hands and smiled at Sandy. "You're call."
"Hmm," Sandy puckered her lips, and bit her lip in thought. "I fold."
Grinning, Hermione glared at Dorothy. "Care to up the stakes?"
"Do I have a choice?" Dorothy replied. Quatre was in shock, but said nothing.
"Three chocolate coins, one Easter bunny, and a pack of Jingle Ball chocolates," Hermione smiled, pushing them out on the table.
"Whoa," Duo said from the couch. "That's a lot."
Hilde nodded and put her romance novel down.
A staring contest went on between the two playing girls while the others watched on in awe.
Sally and WuFei were on the balcony, talking quietly.
"Sally...do you remember when we first met?" WuFei asked her.
"Yeah," she grinned sleepily. A breeze ruffled her hair and she turned to him. "The prom at the Police Academy."
"And I spilled punch over your new dress," he smiled a bit.
"Heck, I dropped cake on your tux," Sally laughed.
"And we called each other tons of disses," WuFei smiled fully now, remembering the moment.
"But then...those terrorist came," Sally said slowly.
"Did it hurt? Getting shot twice?" WuFei asked her quietly. "I feel so bad...I was right there and I couldn't push you out of the way or anything..."
"WuFei, it wasn't your fault. We didn't expect it," Sally concealed him, turning back to the crowded streets below.
"Still...I promised to make sure that justice would be served. I found them and placed them in jail. Still are actually," he grinned, facing the street too. "But I promised myself that night not to let anything happen to you."
"Do you mean that? After everything we've been through? I'm not just some girl you knew from Grad? I'm an equal? A partner?" Sally asked him.
WuFei was silent for a few moments before he answered her quietly, "yes. An equal..."
Sally straightened up in shock and faced him fully, pushing herself off the rail. "Yo-You mean that?"
"Yes," he said again, facing her too. They leaned forward, hugging, and finally reaching in for a kiss...
*****
Heero sat alone in his room, the same room he had woken up in. He sat on the bed, the same bed he woke up in that morning, with Relena beside him. Looking over, he could almost see her smiling at him under the sheets, laughing.
The image faded away.
'Relena...I promised not to let anything happen to you....if they touched you, they will die,' he thought, and went over to the sock drawer, pulling it open and pulled out a fully-automatic.
Loading it, he snapped the cartridge in with satisfaction.
'I won't let anything happen to you while I'm alive.'
Disclaimer: same as always
AN: Okay, I'm sorry I haven't posted many parts to any of my stories up, but between Christmas shopping and a writer's block, it was pretty hard. Enjoy, and just a little sneak hint: romance and action, and two enemies become friends. I'll bet you won't guess who it is! ^_^
{Part 7}
They all sat in a black limo, heading for the Canal. Duo was driving, for once very serious and the usual smile on his face was gone, replaced with a scowl.
"Ready?" Heero asked when they got out of the limo.
Nodding, they split up. Heero with Relena; Duo with Sandy and Hilde; Trowa and Hermione; WuFei and Sally; and finally Quatre and Dorothy.
Heero and Relena went through the gate, Heero thought he saw something move around the corner, but it was nothing.
The Canal was filled with tourists and little kids and locals, chattering. None of them paid attention to him and Relena.
They saw an old locomotive used to move the boats through the canal's chambers. Squinting, Heero saw a note tapped to it.
"Come on," he said, and they began to walk over. Reaching the train engine, he plucked the note off and Relena watched him.
" 'Heero and Relena, go to the Canal again tonight at 8:30 PM. Alone. - Lady Une'," he read, frowning.
"Tonight. We've got until then-" Relena was broken off by a scream. Turning, Heero pulled out his own gun and they ran over to where the scream came from.
They saw Dorothy and Quatre pinned against a wall, Quatre's shoulder bleeding. Two bulky men stood over them, guns aimed between their eyes.
*****
Hermione and Trowa were watching the whole thing. They had been talking to Quatre and Dorothy right before that 'incident' happened. They had decided to get a drink, the temperature was very hot and muggy, with no clouds in sight, and no breeze.
They were heading upstairs for the watching deck, when they heard the scream. Leaning over the rail, Hermione pointed, "there!" They checked their guns, and began to slowly advance down. Trowa tugged on Hermione's jacket, "Heero and Relena are coming."
"I see."
They were close enough to hear what the mugs were saying finally.
"...so Lady Une and Mr Treize want them alive? At least two of them?" the first one, the one with the blond hair asked.
A grunt, "yea. These two will do, huh, Ms. Dorothy?"
Dorothy glared at him, and turned to Quatre. "Are you okay, Qu-chan?"
"I'm fine, Dorothy, please don't worry," Quatre managed to gasp out, the dripping blood making a puddle on the concrete ground. People had backed away, and an ambulance had been called.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" A voice shouted from behind.
Looking up, Quatre, Dorothy, Hermione and Trowa saw Sandy, Hilde and Duo pointing their guns at the mugs with deadly accuracy.
"I'm first-class detective Sandy Smith, for the FBI, I order to you to put her hands up!" Sandy said, firmly.
Glaring at her, the two bulky men turned away from Dorothy and Quatre, but backed up instead and placed the gun barrel to their heads.
"One step and it's light's out for these two," the first one snarled.
Duo glared at the men, his eyes darting back and forth. Sandy slowly lowered her gun and pocketed it.
"Toss it," the second one commanded.
Sighing, she placed it on the ground and kicked it over, placing her hands up. Duo and Hilde followed suit.
"Good. Now come over here and stay in a nice line. Mr. Treize is gonna be happy with this lot."
*****
Heero cringed, and pushed Relena behind him. "I want you to go to the car, find Sally and WuFei, okay? They'll take you back to the hotel, you're in danger here."
Relena nodded numbly and ran away, nearly tripping.
Heero then clicked the safety off his gun and proceeded to catch Trowa's attention above him. He did it by throwing a rock which hit him over the head.
"Ouch!" he heard, and then a low curse.
"What's wrong?" Hermione's voice asked.
"Something hit me..." grumbling, Trowa looked around and down, spotted Heero who grinned up at him and placed a finger to his lips, telling him to be quiet.
"Heero's down there...gonna get them out of that," Trowa told Hermione. Nodding, she turned back to the group of five in a line.
Heero crept up behind them, motioned Trowa and Hermione to do the same, and Heero pointed the gun at the back of the shorter one's head.
"Drop your gun," he commanded in a cool voice.
The other one turned, but met Trowa's fist and Hermione's gun.
"Don't think about it," she said simply.
The one Heero had snarled and tried a back-punch, but instead found himself face-first on the floor, dead in a pool of blood.
Duo rose a brow and Dorothy shrieked as the blood crept towards her.
"I'm licensed to kill," Heero shrugged carelessly, and they began to walk away, brushing past the paramedics as they rushed to the scene.
They rounded the corner and spotted the car. The doors were open on either side and they could see Sally and WuFei sitting in the seats.
As they got closer, Heero began to tense. 'Something isn't right,' he thought, and within three meters, he knew.
"Stop," he said, throwing out his arm.
Frowning, he went forward and saw Sally and WuFei were knocked out and a note on the dashboard read, 'better luck next time, Yuy! Lady Une'.
He ripped the paper off and clenched it.
He turned and they saw Lady Une holding Relena up by her hair, Relena crying out in pain as Lady's Une's hand's tangled in her hair.
"So...I see you are careless after all," she snarled, pulling a gun out and pointing it at Relena's temple. "Come back here at seven thirty and we'll resume. There will be a limo waiting here. You will all come in it and you will come with us. Until then," she grinned as a car came speeding up, the door opened and she and Relena jumped in.
"DAMN!" Heero yelled, glaring after it as it exited the parking lot. Sighing, he ran his hand over his face, his head hung low.
******
His face stayed the same throughout the rest of the day, and everyone was quiet. They ordered room service and constantly checked the clock.
"Only three," Duo sighed, placing his cards down on the coffee table. "I fold."
"Me too," Hilde said, throwing hers down too.
"Guess it's just us five then," Sandy grinned, smiling at Hermione, Dorothy, Trowa and Quatre who grinned back uncertainly.
"Any bets?" Dorothy purred.
"Three Hershey's kisses and one candy cane," Hermione smiled, tossing her 'money chips' down on the table.
"Umm...I fold," Quatre said, checking his own stash. "That's too rich for me."
"Same," Trowa sighed, tossing his cards down, "what a waste of jelly beans."
"Eew," Hermione said, sticking her tongue out. She looked over the tip of her cards, rose a brow and turned to Dorothy.
Dorothy smiled and placed her cards down, folded her hands and smiled at Sandy. "You're call."
"Hmm," Sandy puckered her lips, and bit her lip in thought. "I fold."
Grinning, Hermione glared at Dorothy. "Care to up the stakes?"
"Do I have a choice?" Dorothy replied. Quatre was in shock, but said nothing.
"Three chocolate coins, one Easter bunny, and a pack of Jingle Ball chocolates," Hermione smiled, pushing them out on the table.
"Whoa," Duo said from the couch. "That's a lot."
Hilde nodded and put her romance novel down.
A staring contest went on between the two playing girls while the others watched on in awe.
Sally and WuFei were on the balcony, talking quietly.
"Sally...do you remember when we first met?" WuFei asked her.
"Yeah," she grinned sleepily. A breeze ruffled her hair and she turned to him. "The prom at the Police Academy."
"And I spilled punch over your new dress," he smiled a bit.
"Heck, I dropped cake on your tux," Sally laughed.
"And we called each other tons of disses," WuFei smiled fully now, remembering the moment.
"But then...those terrorist came," Sally said slowly.
"Did it hurt? Getting shot twice?" WuFei asked her quietly. "I feel so bad...I was right there and I couldn't push you out of the way or anything..."
"WuFei, it wasn't your fault. We didn't expect it," Sally concealed him, turning back to the crowded streets below.
"Still...I promised to make sure that justice would be served. I found them and placed them in jail. Still are actually," he grinned, facing the street too. "But I promised myself that night not to let anything happen to you."
"Do you mean that? After everything we've been through? I'm not just some girl you knew from Grad? I'm an equal? A partner?" Sally asked him.
WuFei was silent for a few moments before he answered her quietly, "yes. An equal..."
Sally straightened up in shock and faced him fully, pushing herself off the rail. "Yo-You mean that?"
"Yes," he said again, facing her too. They leaned forward, hugging, and finally reaching in for a kiss...
*****
Heero sat alone in his room, the same room he had woken up in. He sat on the bed, the same bed he woke up in that morning, with Relena beside him. Looking over, he could almost see her smiling at him under the sheets, laughing.
The image faded away.
'Relena...I promised not to let anything happen to you....if they touched you, they will die,' he thought, and went over to the sock drawer, pulling it open and pulled out a fully-automatic.
Loading it, he snapped the cartridge in with satisfaction.
'I won't let anything happen to you while I'm alive.'