I woke the next morning, having slept for twenty-four hours, with a bad headache

Authors note: Ok peeps, for those of you that may be worried, this is NOT going to be a Duo+Zechs Ok? Goood, now that mess is cleared up, I can get back to writing.

I woke the next morning, having slept for twenty-four hours, with a bad headache. Let me tell you something my friends, never try to stay awake with cola, it's a living hell when you wake up after coming down from the dizzying heights.

"Nnngh."

An overly cheerful (or so I thought) Heero's head appeared in my vision. "Morning Duo, feeling better now?"

Squinting I glared up at him, my head protesting violently to even the slightest movements. "How can you be so damn cheerful Yuy?" My only reply was a wide grin before the command, "Sit up."

Nuh uh, no way am I moving pal. "I'm kinda in a lot of PAIN right now Yuy, so I'd appreciate just being left alone." Instead of being the kind, considerate man he was meant to be when his poor boyfriend had a splitting headache the damn bas…ok, let's not go there. The damn Yuy pulled me up into a sitting position, swiftly and, I might add, painfully.

My head screamed and instantly I felt nauseous. Oh greeeeeat, I think I'm going to be sick. Why can that man never leave well enough alone? Aha! I'll be sick on him.

Before I could put my evil little plan into action Heero pulled out a small velvet case from his pocket. "I brought this for you." Blearily I looked at it, through (I suspected) bloodshot eyes. "What is it?"

"Open it and you'll find out."

My curiosity got the better of me, and I took the small case and pushed the lid open. Inside on black velvet lay a small silver cross. I looked at it in some kind of awe, never, in my entire life had I owned something so beautiful and precious. "Heero, it's…beautiful." It was the only word I could think of to describe it. To my shame and absolute horror, I felt tears pooling in my eyes.

"Happy birthday grouch."

I swallowed, still feeling the tell tale lump in my throat, no one had ever remembered my birthday before. "Thanks Heero."

I leaned in for a warm comforting hug, but just as I did, the doorbell rang. Did you know that that happens every single time? Yes my friends, WITHOUT fail, every time Heero and I are having a happy sappy moment, the doorbell rings. I have this theory that god hates me, and I don't think it's a good idea to have god hating you.

"I'll get it." I said, after all I had to get up at some point, and besides, I still had my clothes on from last night…

It was at that split second in time that I realised I was still in the awful dress, not having changed out of before looking for information on Zechs.

Another impatient knock sounded, bringing me out of my contemplation on whether I would ever get out of the horrible torture device. (Hey that's how I think of it.) Swiftly I walked down the small hallway and opened the door.

"What do you…" I never finished my sentence, as something hit me…hard.

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When I came around for the second time that day it was with, once again, a throbbing headache. Now where am I?

The first thing I saw was a gun, the second was Zechs. Ooooookay, history is repeating itself, why are blond people always the bad guys? I mean there was Quatre and now Zechs, and Relena, *shudder* need I say more on that one?

"Ah." Zechs smiled coldly, "I'm clad you've come round now, Helen wasn't it?"

I took a deep breath, ready to spit out my customary curses that I give all bad guys every time. I leant something very early on, it's better to curse than say, "you'll never get away with this." If you say that, they laugh, my foul language impresses them much more.

After the customary curses that left Zechs' mouth hanging open and the purple-haired lady behind him blushing I did the customary I Spit On The Floor At Your Feet In Contempt, routine.

Now that I had left the enemy shocked and disgusted I asked Zechs, "Why do you want me?"

He smiled again, "Because Helen, you are not a secret agent, we were expecting two males, one named Heero Yuy, the other called Duo Maxwell. Now we're not too sure about your counterpart, but you are most defiantly not Duo Maxwell." He pulled out a picture, "Although I must say the resemblance is amazing."

I rolled my eyes, and here I thought OUR secret service was stupid. "Listen idiot."

"What did you call me?" Zechs hissed, "I suggest you revise your manners, after all, you are in no position to be insulting me."

"Oh I think I'm in a very good position to be insulting my dear secret agent." I sneered, "You see I am Duo Maxwell, I am in disguise, and if you had bothered to check your files you would see I am often called upon to go undercover as a woman, much as I hate it."

This sudden revelation left Zechs' mouth hanging open in shock. I grinned slightly at the dumbfounded expression on the normally cool and collected man. His ice-blue eyes betrayed his extreme embarrassment at having made such a botch up.

Before he could release me however, a loud harsh voice barked from the door, "Alright, no one move!" And there was that horrible little sound of the safety catch on a gun being released.

A/N: Ahahahahah!! A cliffhanger *evil grin* well gotta go peeps review and le me know what you thought of this chapter.