LiCat: here we go...chapter 6
Kimo: yeah.........strange fic alert *VBG*
LiCat: *snicker* oh we've gotto do the thank you's...*hands Kimo the reviews*
Kimo: Hey only one this time......
Silent Shimegami: THANK YOU!!! *G* here is the next chapter...it's a teeny weeny bit longer then the other ones...
CHAPTER 6
2h 59m 49sec, 2h 59m 50sec, 2h 59m 51sec, 2h 59m 52sec, 2h 59m 53sec, 2h 59m 54sec, 2h 59m 55sec, 2h 59m 56sec, 2h 59m 57sec, 2h 59m 58sec, 2h 59m 59sec and 3hours. For 3 whole hours Heero had been driving and listening to the braided one and he had successfully found a way to tune his voice out, actually he was getting used to hearing it in the background and once in a while putting in a 'Hn'.
"you know we've been driving for like 3h and I'm getting kinda hungry." Hungry? Heero calculated the time it would take to drive to the airport, then he put in the time their flight would leave and that Duo would be quiet for at least 10 minutes into the equation. That last thing decided it.
"Hn"
"Could we stop somewhere and have a snack?!"
"Hn"
When Heero spotted a night open gas station he stopped, cuffed Duo to the steering wheel, gave him a glare and walked in. It took him less then 10 minutes to buy two sandwiches and two sodas so he got a bit stunned when he walked out to the car and noticed that the handcuffs was hanging alone at the steering wheel without a braided guy attached to them. He snarled, Duo couldn't have gotten far. Someone poked his shoulder and he turned around ready to growl at whoever it was bothering him when he dropped the food in surprise. The one tapping his shoulder with a grin plastered to his face was Duo.
"What didja get?" a hyper Duo asked. Heero gave him a death glare, a la Heero, and bent down to pick up the food.
"Hey I had to go nature was calling." He smiled and got into the car.
'really strange, really really strange. Do he think we're on a road trip or something.' Heero mused and got into the drivers seat.
~*~
Somewhere, three hours and 15 minutes from Heero and Duo's current position a young man rushed out to his huge kitchen and picked up a phone.
"Moshi, Moshi"
"Hi..it's me"
"oh did you get the information?"
"Yes.....there isn't any FBI agent's named Heero Yuy"
"oh"
"yeah...actually there isn't anyone in the age of 20-25[1] with that name in the database"
"O~oh then we were right...."
"yes... To bad we couldn't get a fingerprint...."
"yeah"
".........."
"sooo"
"........."
"I'll call the others"
"yea"
"well then.....ja ne.... Ai shiteru!"
"adiós... amado[2]"
~*~
During that conversation, all the way across the country another young man picked up his annoying cell phone.
"Moshi Moshi"
"I've got a job for you."
"Speak, onna"
TBC------------------------------------------
LiCat: sooo what do ya say?? ...
[1]= yeah so?...in this fic he's like hmmm *ponders* maybe 22??? Thats a nice age....*G*
[2]= If I remember my Spanish correctly it means "Bye...darling" *snicker*....*looks innocent* and who could those two be.........don't know any Arabic so I used japanese *hint, hint* ..... anybody care to give me a language course in Arabic??
