AN: Soz! Was a bit short eh? Sozzy, but the first chap was long, so it makes up for it. Listen, I am looking for some good reading Gundam Wing stories. If you have one on fanfiction, please review and tell me its name. All it needs is one of the gundam pilots getting tortured and not Yaio! ^_^ Aren't I so evil? But I need some torture, because I've been reading too many funny stories and its changing my style of writing... as you can see, I don't really write than many funny stories. I like to put in some horror in the middle. Anyway... if your story meets those characteristics, or you know something like it, please tell me! ^_^

Chapter 3 – Really best friends!

It seemed like an hour to Ami before the scouts arrived, though she knew it couldn't have been more than ten minutes. The boys following behind them. She managed a weak smile at the scouts who rushed towards her at immense speed.

"My god Ami! Are you alright?" asked Makoto, hugging Ami.

Ami nodded and turned towards Heero. Her eyes filled with sadness as if she was about to cry. She wondered if Heero was alright.

"I'm worried about him," said Ami. "He doesn't care about his life. He threw me into the water not caring about himself."

"He threw you into the water? How is that caring for you?" exclaimed Rei angrily.

"I can breathe and walk under water, but he can't, yet he pulled me down to safety. That is how everything worked," said Ami at the confused and shocked girls.

Duo saw Heero's condition and screamed, rushing towards him before the others could make another step forward. Duo fell on his knees and stared at his unconscious friend. He checked his pulse and grabbed his little aid kit, unwrapping the material around Heero's wrist. Duo winced at the sight of it but grabbed some oils and cotton wool. He soaked the wool in the oil and gently pressed it against Heero's wrist.

Ami turned to watch Duo. Quatre was right. Duo was always the first to be at Heero's side if needed. She had never seen him look so serious.

Duo took the bloody cotton wool away from Heero's wrist and took out a bandage. He slowly wrapped it around Heero's wrist. Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei kept their distance, knowing Duo didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment.

Duo checked Heero's pulse again and shook his head angrily. He grabbed a syringle and pushed it into a strange blue liquid. After letting the air out of the syringe, he applied it to Heero's shoulder and let the liquid in. Slowly Duo packed all his stuff and watched Heero, hoping he would wake up soon.

"I was wrong Duo," said Minako suddenly.

"What?" asked Duo quite distressingly.

"You and Heero really are great friends! But, its so hard to realise it until the moment of despair."

Duo smiled bringing back the cheerfullness to his face.

"That's right. He's always the first to scream, the first to laugh, the first to cry, and the first to make everyone happy," said someone behind Duo.

Duo turned around to see Heero getting up. Duo beamed at him and helped him get up brushing the sand off him.

"But on the other hand, he's a completely annoying freak," said Heero.

The scouts laughed and Duo put on some puppy eyes.

"Oh come on Heero! I'm not that bad!" he said, but deep inside him he knew, that even if Heero wasn't smiling, he could see the happiness in his eyes.

Ami got up and rushed towards Heero, forgetting his shyness and hugged him tightly.

"I'm so glad your safe," said Ami.

Heero tried to not flinch away from affection. He had never been able to stand it, but he owed this girl his life, so he could bear with it. She smiled at him and suddenly jumped away from him, blushing from head to toe.

"Oooh… looks like someone has a crush," said Minako elbowing Ami in the ribs.

"Oh no! I'm not interested in boys," said Amichan sweat dropping.

The boys sweat dropped as Amichan tried a fake laugh and cowered behind Makoto who was dreamily staring at Trowa.

"Well, guess your plan didn't work. Guess we have to go home then," said Quatre.

"Wait! I want to know how on earth you ended up in the water," exclaimed Mars.

Ami looked at Heero and then back at Rei. She sunk back into the sand fidgeting with her fingers. Heero sweat dropped and refused to talk. Ami sighed and opened her mouth. This was quite a long story...

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"But who attacked you and why?" screamed Duo slamming his fist against the table.

Heero shrugged and went back to typing on his laptop.

"Heero! Ah! Ami was right. You don't care about your life, but I do," scowled Duo angrily. Heero lifted his eyebrow. Duo had never said that before.

"I'm your best friend, and I don't like it when things like that happen to you. Everyone cares about you, Ami cares about you," Duo persisted.

Heero stood up in a rush, slamming his laptop. He glared at Duo and walked out of the room checking his watch.

"Right, right. I guess I should go 'FETCH' my foster parents too" said Duo sweatdropping.

Heero walked out of Rei's shrine without saying goodbye to any of the girls. He brushed past Ami and jumped on his motorbike.

"Wait, Heero! You don't have anywhere to go! You can stay at my house," exclaimed Ami suddenly running after him.

"I have new foster parents," answered Heero in a monotone voice. He pressed off the breaks and shot away before Ami could say anything.

Heero felt the wind blow in his face as he raced across the road, waving in between cars. He saw his adoption center and quickly turned a U turn making a few cars screech to a stop. He even heard a loud crashing noise, but he didn't care. He didn't know them, so what did it matter? He jumped off his motorbike, leaving it in the parking. There seemed to be one more car next to his. It was a long, black BMW. It hadn't been locked. Heero wondered if he should tell Duo about it, for him to steal it or not. He shook the idea off and entered the office. A maid jumped up quickly and raced towards Heero.

"Heero, where have you been! These are your foster parents," said the maid pointing to a woman and man sitting on the chair.

Heero glared at them, making them feel very uneasy. The man's mouth dropped open and the woman slid down her sunglasses to look at Heero. They didn't know he was a former gundam pilot and Heero intended to keep it that way.

The man stood up, coming back to his senses.

"Well, we waited a while. Come on, let's go," said the man throwing the adoption papers at the maid and pushing Heero out of the office. Heero didn't like to be pushed and flinched away from him, walking a bit infront of him. He headed back towards his motorbike.

"That's our car," said the woman looking very impressed.

Heero looked at the black BMW.

"No, I will go on my motorbike. I will be right back. Hold on," said Heero stubbournly and walked down the pavement.

He saw two teenagers, looking older than him, fumbling with his motorbike. They were obviously trying to steal his bike. His foster parents went a few metres behind him. When the man saw the teenagers he rushed up towards them angrily.

"Hey you! Let go of that bike," he screamed running at them.

One of the teenagers pointed a gun at the man. His wife screamed and fell down on the pavement.

"Hey grandpa! Move off, it's my bike now," said the teenager hopping onto the motorbike.

Suddenly he felt something metal at his head.

"And those are my new foster parents, and I don't need you shooting them," said Heero.

The teenager kept pointing the gun at the man and looked back at his partner.

"Hey Tim, get this child away," said the teenager.

The wife screamed again. Heero rolled his eyes in frustration and flipped the teenager over. He screamed in pain as his head collided with the pavement. The main teenager tried to grab Heero, but Heero was faster, kicking the gun out of his hand, and pointing it at the teenager. The teenager eeped and lifted his hands in surrender. Heero threw one gun over his back, crushing it under a car.

"You are on my bike," said Heero in a monotone voice.

The teenager nodded and jumped off Heero's bike. He grabbed his partner and they rushed off as quick as they could.

"Well," said the man in a shocked and trembling voice.

"What's your name?" asked Heero.

The man smiled and helped his wife up.

"You may call us father and mother," said the man cheerfully.

"Over my dead body," answered Heero coldly.

"Ok, my name is George and this is Linda."

"Go to your car. I'll follow you... George."

George nodded and left to get his car. Heero turned on his motorbike and sped off after the BMW. It didn't take long to get to the house, and when he got off his motorbike, he was met by a butler and 5 more children. He glared at George questioningly.

"We love children. We are also phsychologists. We take a lot of children in and study things about them, but we discipline," said George angrily.

Heero grabbed his bag full of clothes and walked after George into a huge hall. The kids following him were between 11 and 15 years old, which made him the oldest.

Heero walked into the room and stared in shock. It was huge! It looked like a living room, more than a bedroom. His foster parents smiled.

"We'll leave you now. Supper will be at 9 o'clock," said Linda before leaving the room.

The children rushed into his room and stared at him as he went through his stuff. He tried not to pay attention to him but he could feel all their eyes on him. He smirked to himself and pulled his gun out. The children screamed and ran off as fast as they could.

"Mummy! He has a gun," shrieked one of the girls running down the stairs.

Heero rolled. The children were just as annoying as Duo! He threw his gun in a wardrobe and began taking out his grenades, bombs, daggers, guns and bullets. He lay them out on the table when George went into the room with a few cowering children behind him. His eyes popped out of his head as he saw Heero shooting out the window.

"What are you doing," exclaimed George rushing in the room.

"Testing out my guns," answered Heero in a monotone voice.

"You can't do it in the house. Anyway, you don't have a gun license! You are under age, so I am going to have to confiscate the guns."

Heero flipped out his card, showing his license. He flashed his card and went back to testing out his third gun. George opened his mouth, but closed it. Heero's eyes were glaring into his, making him feel very uneasy. He lifted his hand out, uselessly throwing it down again. The tallest girl watched him as he stormed out the room.

"My name is Katie! What is yours?" she asked walking towards Heero bravely.

Her knees were shaking as he turned around pointing a gun at her. He walked to his bed and let out his dagger.

"Do you want to help me test out my dagger?" asked Heero. His eyes became wild and scary and Katie staggered back, sweat dropping.

"Oh wait a minute. Don't worry. I already tested it out myself, when I nearly drowned," said Heero evilly. The girl eeped and stared at the dagger. She could see a little stained blood on it. She jumped back in fright, understanding what he meant by HELPING test out the dagger.

"Well, what is your name?" questioned Katie angrily. The other children walked in. He glared at each of them. It seemed Katie wasn't the oldest. A boy a bit older than her stood next to her.

"Why don't you just answer so we can get on with this," said the boy.

"Tell me your name first," said Heero opening his laptop and typing his 24 letter and number mix password.

"My name is Harry, now what is yours?"

"Heero. Heero Yuy."

"Ok... we have gotten this far. We've just divided the chores evenly. Here are the days you do chores and what chores," said Harry pointing at a piece of paper which Heero snatched and glared at it, hoping it could burst into flames.

"You do one thing each day of the week, and a couple of chores on each weekend. Today is Wednesday, and you will be making supper. I suggest you go help mother now, before she starts calling you," said Harry.

Heero glared at the boy making him eep and draw back. Heero stood up and slammed his laptop. He grabbed his bag and threw his laptop and weapons in his bag. He flung the window open.

"Where are you going?" asked Harry.

"Go tell your little Mummy, I won't be doing any chores. I am sixteen years old and she won't be able to make me," said Heero climbing onto the window.

"You can't jump! Its five storeys high!"

Heero glared at him and jumped off. There was a loud thud at the bottom and the children ran to the window to look at Heero. He staggered up from the ground and ran off into the bushes. Harry looked down for a few minutes. He jumped out of his shock and ran down to tell his mummy about Heero.

Ami typed on her computer. She was recalling the things that had happened earlier that morning. It was quite terrifying actually, and she felt alone and scared. At every little sound she jumped. So, when someone unexpectingly knocked on the door, she screamed blue murder before calming down and slowly walking to the door. She was ready to do her Mercury Bubbles or any other attacks if she needed. She didn't understand why she was so scared! She had been through worse troubles than this! She hesitantly opened the door and peered out. Her eyes met emotionless Prussian Blue eyes.

"Heero! What are you doing here?" asked Ami.

"I was thinking over what you said. Is it ok if I stay with you for the night?" asked Heero in his same monotone voice.

Ami blushed crimson and managed a fake chuckle before becoming serious again. She looked at Heero carefully. His wrist seemed to be alright now.

"Sure. You came as a surprise! Please come in," said Ami kicking her book out of the hallway.

She sighed in relief. For some reason she felt so much better, now that Heero was at her house. She mentally slapped herself. She had to concentrate on her studies! She had no time to be involved with boys. Plus, Heero wasn't interested in her, and would gladly be alone. She led him to the guest room and showed him to his bed.

"Here! If you need anything just tell me," said Ami before retreating back to her couch. She grabbed her book and began memorising her French words. She had no time to be involved. All she could be was friends, and no more!

Heero typed on his computer. He needed to find out who sent him. He had managed to secretely pick up a bullet from the water before it sank. He stared at the code written on it: K67-14N. He quickly typed the number in his laptop. A bullet could be of a lot of help to him. A name popped up and a commincator number. Heero typed it up and looked around to check if anyone was there. Ami was busy reading her book. Heero quickly put up a program so the person answering the communicator would see a normal blonde haired boy. The face was programmed to move like Heero's mouth.

"Hello?" asked a fat man. Heero could only see his face, but he knew it was ugly.

He took in a breath. He hated pretending to be someone else, only because he was good at it. He liked his monotone voice, and using a normal teenager's voice was not exactly what he wanted.

"Hello? Mr Kusiyo?" asked Heero in an innocent Quatre style voice.

"Yes," answered the man.

"Well, I was in town today and I watched as some people got gunned down. I ran after them and saw that they were attacked at the bech later, and after they drowned to death! Please tell who attacked them. I know you know cause I found a bullet which let me find you."

"Oh! That, it was an honest mistake! I swear! It was me who sent the whole army. I am really sorry about the two that died. I honestly had mistaken them for some other people. Anyway, there will be another attack on some other people. Those will die. My grudge on that old grandpa has lasted to long!"

With that the man slammed down the phone leaving Heero staring blankly at the screen. A huge sweat drop appeared and he turned around to find Ami standing behind him, barely able to sustain her laughter.

"You have such a funny fake voice. I can't believe that guy made a mistake like that. He's been having me stress out the whole day," said Ami laughing.

Heero sweat dropped again.

"Ok, that leaves no missions for me again. Guess I will really go to that modelling agency tomorrow," said Heero. He cursed. He didn't want her to know.

"You are going to be a model?" she asked turning bright red in the face.

Heero nodded.

"Excuse me," squeeked Ami rushing away from him and into the bathroom.

She slammed the door behind her and looked at herself in the mirror. She could feel steam coming from her ears and heat waves were becoming visible from her cheeks. She let out a breath or two to try and calm down. The thought of Heero being a model left her in a dazy, dreamy state. No! She wasn't supposed think about guys, but she couldn't help it. He was so good looking, and now he was going to look even better because he was going to be a model.

"Now I don't have a chance at all. Girls will be falling at his feet from now on," said Ami aloud, regretting what she had said. A huge sweat drop appeared on her head and she kneeled down on the floor taking in more breaths.