Hell Razor
Chapter 4
By: Princess Raye Fire
Wufei was angry! This Son of a Bitch just hurt, possibly killed another Gundam Pilot.
"You'll pay! For Duo you'll pay!" He screamed as he charged his unknown enemy.
"05, don't do this." He saw Heavyarms standing in his path. "We have to get 02 to safety."
Wufei stopped to think.
"05, If you continue this crusade you could get yourself and 02 killed."
'He's right.' Thought Wufei. "Fine." He said picking up one of Deathscythe's non-functioning arms while Trowa picked up the other. They just flew away carrying their flying comrade between them.
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'So his name is Duo, eh? I'll have to look him up in Old Germany.' Thought Hotaru.
"All right, boys. Disengage and go back to base. Our objective is meet." She heard shouts of joy and took of to get her Suit refueled for the trip to Old Germany.
*~*~*~*
"Hello Students." Said the teacher. "We have a few new students today. Please stand when I call your names."
Hotaru's head perked up. 'Firefly meet the Gundam Boys.' She thought to herself. She had given them a week to either give up on their comrade or get him cared for.
"Quatre Winner." A small blue-green eyed blonde stood and smiled from across the room.
'Yup. This is them.' She thought.
"Trowa Barton." A tall light-brown haired boy with bangs that covered one forest green eye stood from the desk next to her and curtly nodded.
"Yuy Heero." A thin yet strong looking youth with a mop of dark brown hair and Prussian blue eyes stood and he too nodded. 'He's Japanese.'
"Chang Wufei." A boy with black eyes and black hair pulled back in a tight pony tail stood and (guess what?!) nodded.
"And Duo Maxwell." A boy with a chestnut braid and violet eyes stood and weakly waved his right arm.
She shrank back as if struck across the face. 'Were I got him.'
Unknown to her, one Yuy Heero, who was sitting behind her, and one Chang Wufei, who was sitting next to him, took note of this.
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"That Hotaru girl knows something." Was all Heero said as they set down for lunch.
"What do you mean, Heero?" Asked Quatre, not wanting the answer.
"When Duo waved his hurt arm she shrank back. Almost like she was taking the blame."
"Well actually she could be empathetic like me. I could barely feel Duo's pain but she was much closer then I was." replied the short blonde man.
"Hey. Q-man has a point. How about we invite her over to help us with 'homework' and instead secretly question her."
"Shut up Baka. You just want to be alone with the weak woman." Said Wufei.
"Why Wu-man, are you jealous?"
"Don't call me Wu-man, Maxwell. And why would I be jealous of you?"
"Not of me. Of her."
*~*~*~*
"Alright, students this is Physical Education or P. E. for short. Today we'll be working on archery. Yuy Heero and Tomoe Hotaru, You're up first."
Hotaru and Heero stood and aimed carefully, then let loose. Both arrows hit their targets directly on target.
"Wow. Good job. Especially you're first time. Duo Maxwell and Chang Wufei, Your turn."
"But…ah…I can't…um…shoot like this." Duo stuttered.
"Fine. Hotaru, help him."
Hotaru got up and stood directly behind Duo, her legs behind his, arm supporting his, aiming the bow.
She corrected his stance. "Good. Pull back." She whispered softly in his ear. "And Let go." The Arrow flew straight and hit the bull's-eye.
"Good job! Next up, Quatre Winner and Trowa Barton."
"Hey Hotaru." Duo said to the retreating woman.
"Yeah Duo."
"Um, I was wondering if, you know, we're new and all, and um, Iwaswonderingifyoucouldhelpuscatchup?"
She stood the blinking. "Um. Sure."
*~*~*~*
"Okay in Algebra we've, been working on linear equations."
"Ah, Taru! can't we have a brake? Please?"
"Duo, you wanted to catch up I'm just helping."
"Please? Please! Pleasepleaseplease!!!!!"
"Fine just don't wine, my lord, man!" Said Hotaru holding her Hands over her ears.
Duo ran out of the room in to the kitchen.
"Um, Hotaru?"
"Yeah, Quatre?"
"Can you show me this?"
"Sure."
"Ahh, I have a question for you.
"Okay?"
"Are you an impath?"
"No!"
Heero, Wufei, and Trowa looked up with narrowed eyes.
"Then what are you?" Asked Heero.
"I am none of your damn business!"
