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The moment they were able to get out of the plane, Heero ran as fast as he could to the outside parking lot Duo close behind. He amazingly got out of the crowded airport building without hitting a soul; his partner was not as fortunate. "Dude! I am so sorry ma'am!" Duo said to a Chinese woman who did not speak the language.
"HEERO!!" he called angrily. How dare he leave him like that!
"Duo hurry up!! I don't have forever you know!" Heero shouted from one of four the revolving doors.
The American dodged different people as he ran, he thanked God he was agile. In minutes he finally met up with his partner, who was not happy about waiting. Any longer and Duo would have to find his own way to Montmartre.
The air was thick and musty, Paris was alive with everyday sounds of people chattering. The smell of car exhaust, it was a majestic city indeed.
"How far do you think Montmartre is from Paris, man?" he asked breathlessly, poorly pronouncing the name of the little village.
"We don't know for sure if he is in the village, for all we know he could be on his way to Paris as we speak," Heero said thoughtfully. Little did he know how right he was.
He had come all this way, and now had reached a dead end; he needed a location and fast. And on top of all that, he had no idea who he was looking for; Mika he knew what she looked like and Heero was beginning to doubt his abilities. Maybe, he hit his head too hard and was loosing his mind, it made sense in theory but something inside of him was not satisfied by the explanation.
"Maybe, I'm loosing my sanity," he said quietly with a defeated sigh.
"Heero, you're the last person to loose your mind! You're the sanest person I know, I think. But c'mon! are you just going to let this guy take Mika without a fight?!?"
Heero suddenly found it entertaining to look at his feet. "I dunno."
"What's wrong with you? What ever happened to the Heero I knew? The one that was completely focused on successfully completing his missions, he never doubted himself. That Heero knew what he had to do and would do it even if it killed him!" Duo said with feeling.
He had a plan, if he could give Heero enough faith in himself then the guy who toke her would be as good as dead. Only, Heero was still as suborn as ever, it was going to take a lot to give him the faith he needed.
"I just don't know Duo, I've so confused I don't know what to do, what to think," Heero still refused to meet his eyes.
"Who said you had to?" Perfect! All he had to do with convince him that he didn't need to know anything.
The perfect soldier looked at his partner is disbelief, maybe he hadn't lost it but the Deathscythe pilot certainly did. "Are you nuts?"
"Nope, I ain't nuts I'm trying to make my best friend believe in himself. So you could call me loyal, and."
"And annoying," he glared at the braided boy, who grinned at him.
"Did I mention brave? And Cunning?"
"Don't flatter yourself. We have to find Mika," he growled. "I think I may know where to find them."
// Yes! That's the spirit man! Now your starting to act yourself again! // Duo thought happily. He had to admit; he liked the old mean Heero better than the insecure Heero. Even though they were one and the same.
"Where to, mo captain?"
~*~*~*~
Michael had an idea; instead of going to the Moulin Rouge he would go to Paris and give his niece a tour. He could always site see later, and he had at a two-hour head start. The little girl had rubbed off on him, so that changed his plans instead of beating her up he would treat her like an uncle would.
"Do you want to go the Eiffel Tower?" he asked casually.
Mika blinked and shrugged, she reminded him so much of her father when he was her age. "I guess so, what is it?"
They were in a blue rental car, on the freeway to Paris. Michael didn't want to spend that much time in Montmartre, too risky. So Paris was the natural second choice: plus it was very big so even if Heero was there they had a one in a million chance of coming in contact and that was good enough for Michael. The odds were too big, and if they did come in contact he could finally get back at his little brother for everything he did.
"It is one of the most famous landmarks in the world, it is a big tower in Paris. People come from all over the world to see it!"
"Ooo, sounds like fun! Will daddy be there??" she asked eagerly.
// How much devotion can she possibly give him? // He fought the urge to frown, no matter where he went he would always be haunted.
"We'll see sweetie, we'll see," he said calmly.
*~*~*~*~*
"Ok man what is your ingenious plan??" Duo asked eagerly as Heero hailed a cab.
The sooner they found Mika, the sooner he would get to see all the beautiful girls! And see the sights! Granted, that he'd probably go by himself but hey, least thing its better than nothing, right? Right. Several bright yellow cabs paid no notice to the ex- gundam pilots. Just as Heero was about to give up one pulled up. They got in.
"Eiffel Tower, s'il vous plait[1]," the perfect soldier said in perfect French to the cab driver, a balding man with a little blue cap.
"D'accord, monsieur," the cabby replied, adjusting the rearview mirror to and was surprised to see a boy with a long braid or maybe it was girl poking his/her companion a boy with messy brown hair with bangs that nearly covered his Prussian blue eyes.
"Will you stop that?!" Heero hissed.
"Well, you wouldn't tell where we're going," Duo replied innocently.
"You are so ignorant! The Eiffel Tower, please tell me you know what that is."
"Of course I know what that is! I'm not retarded!" he exclaimed.
"Coulda fooled me," Heero said quietly.
"Grrr, I never knew you spoke French."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me," Heero replied.
The driver couldn't help but grin, not only was he going to make a fortune but he had never seen two people with this connection. Those two were meant to be, he could feel it.
"What brings you to Paris?" he said casually in perfect English. (Instead of saying Paris (PAR-is) he said, (PAR-E) )
The two were shocked, did their cab driver just ask them a question in English? Their FRENCH cab driver?
The driver chuckled. "Why do you look so surprised? I've had my share of Americans, mind you."
"We're here looking for his daughter," Duo said cheerfully, successfully getting himself kicked on his sore leg.
"She ran away with a French boy, you look too young to be a parent," he pointed out.
Heero crossed his arms indignantly, why is the driver so damn curious? Shouldn't he just mind his business? Drive like his tacky cab like he's supposed to. "Hardly, Mika would never run away with a boy."
"You never know, eh?"
"My daughter was kidnapped," he said, irritability.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Dang, this was more than he wanted to know. // This guy is married, so why is she or he along? //
"I'm just here for emotional support," Duo grinned.
"I don't need emotional support," the wing pilot said quietly. He did not like the idea of talking to a stranger, let alone tell him his problems. But Noo, Duo the idiot brought it up. Note to self, Heero thought, kill Duo when get home.
"Yes you do, without me you'd still be outside of the airport feeling lost and confused."
"Shut up." He looked out the window and chose to ignore them.
"He's not very talkative is he?" The cabby said, whose name was Perry.
"You got that straight, pal. He's been so flaky for weeks," Duo sighed. "Flakier than usual."
"Not to be too curious, but what brings you to the Eiffel tower if his daughter missing? This is not the time for sight seeing."
"He has this big idea that we'll find someone who knows where Mika is or something, I dunno."
Heero felt a growl in his chest; he always hated it when people talked about him like he wasn't there. He wanted so badly to get his pistol and shoot Duo's brains out, but that would have to wait he had more important things to do. He knew he shouldn't have left for that mission, why did he let them talk him into it? Now his world is crashing and burning around him and worst of all, the one thing he loved the most was gone, probably never to return. // Don't think the worst possible scenario, Heero // he told himself. There was a shred of hope that she was still alive and that would have to do at the moment. "Please hang on Mika, daddy's on his way," he said under his breath.
"You say something, buddy?" Duo titled his head.
Heero shot him the death glare and decided to ignore him.
"Oh come on! You can't be angry at me! I didn't do anything!" he said.
"Did you say something?" Heero asked, glaring at him and he gulped and shut up.
Little did they know, heading to the same direction was Michael and Mika and their paths were about to cross.
~*~*~*~
for all of you who don't know French.
[1] Eiffel Tower, please
[2] Alright, Mr.
That was so lame ohz wellz. I apologize for the lateness of the chapters, I was busy writing two other stories that will hopefully be on ff.net soon, and when I was out of ideas I came back to this story. I think its my best yet, I'll let you be the judge! Review people! Tell me what you think!
Later!
Mi Chelle
The moment they were able to get out of the plane, Heero ran as fast as he could to the outside parking lot Duo close behind. He amazingly got out of the crowded airport building without hitting a soul; his partner was not as fortunate. "Dude! I am so sorry ma'am!" Duo said to a Chinese woman who did not speak the language.
"HEERO!!" he called angrily. How dare he leave him like that!
"Duo hurry up!! I don't have forever you know!" Heero shouted from one of four the revolving doors.
The American dodged different people as he ran, he thanked God he was agile. In minutes he finally met up with his partner, who was not happy about waiting. Any longer and Duo would have to find his own way to Montmartre.
The air was thick and musty, Paris was alive with everyday sounds of people chattering. The smell of car exhaust, it was a majestic city indeed.
"How far do you think Montmartre is from Paris, man?" he asked breathlessly, poorly pronouncing the name of the little village.
"We don't know for sure if he is in the village, for all we know he could be on his way to Paris as we speak," Heero said thoughtfully. Little did he know how right he was.
He had come all this way, and now had reached a dead end; he needed a location and fast. And on top of all that, he had no idea who he was looking for; Mika he knew what she looked like and Heero was beginning to doubt his abilities. Maybe, he hit his head too hard and was loosing his mind, it made sense in theory but something inside of him was not satisfied by the explanation.
"Maybe, I'm loosing my sanity," he said quietly with a defeated sigh.
"Heero, you're the last person to loose your mind! You're the sanest person I know, I think. But c'mon! are you just going to let this guy take Mika without a fight?!?"
Heero suddenly found it entertaining to look at his feet. "I dunno."
"What's wrong with you? What ever happened to the Heero I knew? The one that was completely focused on successfully completing his missions, he never doubted himself. That Heero knew what he had to do and would do it even if it killed him!" Duo said with feeling.
He had a plan, if he could give Heero enough faith in himself then the guy who toke her would be as good as dead. Only, Heero was still as suborn as ever, it was going to take a lot to give him the faith he needed.
"I just don't know Duo, I've so confused I don't know what to do, what to think," Heero still refused to meet his eyes.
"Who said you had to?" Perfect! All he had to do with convince him that he didn't need to know anything.
The perfect soldier looked at his partner is disbelief, maybe he hadn't lost it but the Deathscythe pilot certainly did. "Are you nuts?"
"Nope, I ain't nuts I'm trying to make my best friend believe in himself. So you could call me loyal, and."
"And annoying," he glared at the braided boy, who grinned at him.
"Did I mention brave? And Cunning?"
"Don't flatter yourself. We have to find Mika," he growled. "I think I may know where to find them."
// Yes! That's the spirit man! Now your starting to act yourself again! // Duo thought happily. He had to admit; he liked the old mean Heero better than the insecure Heero. Even though they were one and the same.
"Where to, mo captain?"
~*~*~*~
Michael had an idea; instead of going to the Moulin Rouge he would go to Paris and give his niece a tour. He could always site see later, and he had at a two-hour head start. The little girl had rubbed off on him, so that changed his plans instead of beating her up he would treat her like an uncle would.
"Do you want to go the Eiffel Tower?" he asked casually.
Mika blinked and shrugged, she reminded him so much of her father when he was her age. "I guess so, what is it?"
They were in a blue rental car, on the freeway to Paris. Michael didn't want to spend that much time in Montmartre, too risky. So Paris was the natural second choice: plus it was very big so even if Heero was there they had a one in a million chance of coming in contact and that was good enough for Michael. The odds were too big, and if they did come in contact he could finally get back at his little brother for everything he did.
"It is one of the most famous landmarks in the world, it is a big tower in Paris. People come from all over the world to see it!"
"Ooo, sounds like fun! Will daddy be there??" she asked eagerly.
// How much devotion can she possibly give him? // He fought the urge to frown, no matter where he went he would always be haunted.
"We'll see sweetie, we'll see," he said calmly.
*~*~*~*~*
"Ok man what is your ingenious plan??" Duo asked eagerly as Heero hailed a cab.
The sooner they found Mika, the sooner he would get to see all the beautiful girls! And see the sights! Granted, that he'd probably go by himself but hey, least thing its better than nothing, right? Right. Several bright yellow cabs paid no notice to the ex- gundam pilots. Just as Heero was about to give up one pulled up. They got in.
"Eiffel Tower, s'il vous plait[1]," the perfect soldier said in perfect French to the cab driver, a balding man with a little blue cap.
"D'accord, monsieur," the cabby replied, adjusting the rearview mirror to and was surprised to see a boy with a long braid or maybe it was girl poking his/her companion a boy with messy brown hair with bangs that nearly covered his Prussian blue eyes.
"Will you stop that?!" Heero hissed.
"Well, you wouldn't tell where we're going," Duo replied innocently.
"You are so ignorant! The Eiffel Tower, please tell me you know what that is."
"Of course I know what that is! I'm not retarded!" he exclaimed.
"Coulda fooled me," Heero said quietly.
"Grrr, I never knew you spoke French."
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me," Heero replied.
The driver couldn't help but grin, not only was he going to make a fortune but he had never seen two people with this connection. Those two were meant to be, he could feel it.
"What brings you to Paris?" he said casually in perfect English. (Instead of saying Paris (PAR-is) he said, (PAR-E) )
The two were shocked, did their cab driver just ask them a question in English? Their FRENCH cab driver?
The driver chuckled. "Why do you look so surprised? I've had my share of Americans, mind you."
"We're here looking for his daughter," Duo said cheerfully, successfully getting himself kicked on his sore leg.
"She ran away with a French boy, you look too young to be a parent," he pointed out.
Heero crossed his arms indignantly, why is the driver so damn curious? Shouldn't he just mind his business? Drive like his tacky cab like he's supposed to. "Hardly, Mika would never run away with a boy."
"You never know, eh?"
"My daughter was kidnapped," he said, irritability.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Dang, this was more than he wanted to know. // This guy is married, so why is she or he along? //
"I'm just here for emotional support," Duo grinned.
"I don't need emotional support," the wing pilot said quietly. He did not like the idea of talking to a stranger, let alone tell him his problems. But Noo, Duo the idiot brought it up. Note to self, Heero thought, kill Duo when get home.
"Yes you do, without me you'd still be outside of the airport feeling lost and confused."
"Shut up." He looked out the window and chose to ignore them.
"He's not very talkative is he?" The cabby said, whose name was Perry.
"You got that straight, pal. He's been so flaky for weeks," Duo sighed. "Flakier than usual."
"Not to be too curious, but what brings you to the Eiffel tower if his daughter missing? This is not the time for sight seeing."
"He has this big idea that we'll find someone who knows where Mika is or something, I dunno."
Heero felt a growl in his chest; he always hated it when people talked about him like he wasn't there. He wanted so badly to get his pistol and shoot Duo's brains out, but that would have to wait he had more important things to do. He knew he shouldn't have left for that mission, why did he let them talk him into it? Now his world is crashing and burning around him and worst of all, the one thing he loved the most was gone, probably never to return. // Don't think the worst possible scenario, Heero // he told himself. There was a shred of hope that she was still alive and that would have to do at the moment. "Please hang on Mika, daddy's on his way," he said under his breath.
"You say something, buddy?" Duo titled his head.
Heero shot him the death glare and decided to ignore him.
"Oh come on! You can't be angry at me! I didn't do anything!" he said.
"Did you say something?" Heero asked, glaring at him and he gulped and shut up.
Little did they know, heading to the same direction was Michael and Mika and their paths were about to cross.
~*~*~*~
for all of you who don't know French.
[1] Eiffel Tower, please
[2] Alright, Mr.
That was so lame ohz wellz. I apologize for the lateness of the chapters, I was busy writing two other stories that will hopefully be on ff.net soon, and when I was out of ideas I came back to this story. I think its my best yet, I'll let you be the judge! Review people! Tell me what you think!
Later!
Mi Chelle