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Sally skipped happily to the Chinese boy's office room; there was something about him that made her attracted to him. She knew he felt the same way but the pain of losing his wife was too much for him to handle. Their chemistry was as plain as day, even Duo had commented on it some time ago. Sally loved the boys, with the exception of Wufei, like sons.
"Ohhh Wuffeiii! I'm herrre!" she said in a singsong voice as she opened the door.
She blinked, Wufei didn't even notice her, he was sitting at his desk staring at the computer screen with an upset look on his face. "Wufei? What's wrong? Did I miss anything?"
He blinked also, surprise written on his attractive features as his hazel orbs fell upon a certain blonde. "Sally? What are you. I didn't think you would come."
Sally was stunned, he NEVER called her by her first name, it was either "Onna." Or "Woman." Or "Stupid Onna / Woman." Or if they were on a mission it was. "Water." Something WAS wrong with him.
"What? What are you talking about, Wufei?" she asked, confused.
"I have just received a call from L-1, our services are needed," Wufei said dully.
The colony was in term-oil, the Earth and other colonies didn't do anything to help. A part of the war treaty had been broken, the Earth and the Colonies were supposed to work together, help each other and this was not the way to do it. Since the attack on the IPS, L-1 had gone into chaos. And worst of all instead of turning it's fury on it's friends, L-1 was angry with the Preventers for not knowing ahead of time and demanded to talk to Lady Une and someone who was from the colony. That someone was a Prussian blue eyed used to be ex-assassin.
Sally nodded and walked out of the room to go and get her car.
~*~*~*~*~
He steadied his gun, for some reason he was.scared to pull the trigger. His heart told him it was wrong, it would be a repeating cycle: if he killed his 'brother' then the skills he had tried to escape would come back to him and he'd want TO go to the tough life-threatening missions just to fill his hunger to kill. Heero shuddered at the thought, he had worked so hard to get Mika back and he wasn't about to screw up now.
"What did you do to her?" he asked, breaking the awkward silence.
The inner demons he had fought so hard to defeat were gaining strength and fast. Pretty soon he found himself thinking what would Michael look like with his head blown off, would he still be smirking? The thoughts grew more realistic and elaborate. // You won't be smirking when I get through with you. // All these morbid thoughts entered his head, and his curiosity was starting to get the best of him. What WOULD he look like with his head blown off?
"Hello?? Anyone home??" Michael was waving his head in front of Heero's face for about five minutes.
He jumped like coming out of a trance and instantly slapped the hand down. "WHAT???" he barked.
"Shesh, well excuse me for being concerned about my little brother."
"If you cared about your "little brother" you wouldn't steal his freakin' kid and you wouldn't play mind games with him and the most annoying, stupid, idiotic baka!!"
"Already said idiot," Michael pointed out meekly.
"I DON'T CARE!! What are you going to do? Sue me for using improper English?? Well guess what??!"
Michael found himself slowly regretting ever laying eyes on his niece; his ex-step brother was losing it. All the anger Heero had kept bottled up inside of him was too much, he had gotten emotional over a hand being waved in his face. how messed up was that? Now he was angry with himself. Angry at Duo for being. Duo! To put it simply he was angry with whole damn world.
"Um, I don't really want to know but what?" Michael replied meekly. Heero was really beginning scaring him, he had never seen anyone so unemotional become so emotional so fast. Not to mention over a little thing.
"I do not care! I don't even like English! I like Japanese better, the language I've known my whole life. But nooo, I had to learn how to speak English so I could "interact with the other Gundam Pilots." Why is that language so difficult?? I know several languages and it only toke me days to learn, Portuguese, Spanish, French. But nooo, the stupid English-people had to be unique!!!" Heero ranted angrily, and he was not about to shut up just yet.
"I know what you mean, it toke me months to learn how to speak Japanese," he said gingerly in hopes to make his brother change the subject.
Heero froze and shot him his most vicious death glare. "Do I care? Do I care if it toke you forever to learn how to speak Japanese? Let me think..NOO!!!"
Meanwhile, in a little café.
Duo couldn't believe his ears, was he hearing an emotional Heero?? He could hear his shouts from here! Heero was ranting about. the English language? What the hell is up with that? And for one thing the wing pilot never said more than necessary, and this was far more than necessary. Duo frowned, poor Heero never expressed his true feelings so he kept everything locked inside but he lost it.
"Man, Heero is was bound to happen one of these days," he whispered.
Mika was happily eating some Vanilla and Chocolate ice cream with little black sprinkley things on top. She vaguely heard her daddy's voice and noticed Uncle Duo acting funny. He was acting concerned, but nothing was wrong.right? Wrong.
"What's wrong?? Uncle Duo?? Is my daddy kicking serious tushy yet??" she chirped.
Duo looked at her with a strange look on his face. // Tushy? // He thought, // God, she's a girl after my own heart! // "No not yet, your daddy's just gone." he wondered how to put it in terms she would understand.
Her big blue eyes widened. "MY DADDY'S GONE CRAZY?!?!?!?!?!" she screamed slamming her hands on the table, standing on her leather booth seat in the process .
All eyes were on them, Duo sunk under the table. Mika was still shocked, how could her daddy the best, most, coolest daddy in the whole world go crazy?? She wanted answers and she wanted them now. She roughly pushed her ice cream sundae aside and pulled Duo by his collar till his face was inches from his. This caught the American completely by surprise; damn she was stronger than she looked. There was no doubt about, she was must definitely the daughter of the infamous Heero Yuy.
"Why did my daddy go crazy, Uncle Duo? I want answers and I want them," Mika said in a low and menacing tone, she was the spitting image of her father, death glare and everything.
Duo opened his mouth several times but nothing came out, all he could think of was Damn. "I-I dunno know Mika," he realized he was being bossed around by a five-year old in a public place in a country of beautiful women. "Now Mika, let go of me you don't know who you're talking to. Your daddy is my best friend and he's like my brother so naturally I'd be worried about him but."
"But your not," she said completely out of character. Mika sounded like a female FBI agent who had been on the field for years, and a prisoner whom she was interrogating was not answering and she was forcing him to answer truthfully.
"Because you need to understand your daddy has um," how could he tell a five-year-old that her father was not open and did not express his feelings, that he was very very internal? "Your daddy has to get this off his chest before it ate him alive."
// Duo you idiot! BAD CHOICE OF WORDS!! YOU NUMBSKULL!!! NOW she's gonna think that there's a monster inside of Heero! Smooth! Very Smooth!! // his mind screamed.
Mika immediately released her iron vise grip and fell back into her seat, shock written on her features. She didn't know how to react, there was a monster living inside of her daddy? That was gonna eat him unless he yelled?
// Shit! Shit! Shit! Heero is going to have my head on the platter for this! Great Duo, you just told Mika that there was a monster inside of Heero and when he finds out he's gonna hunt you down for sport then make you die a slow and painful death! // Duo franticly.
"Not literally of course! There's no monster living inside of Hee-er, daddy! Nope! Figure of speech! Not literally, you wouldn't understand no offense and don't you dare raise a finger at me. I swear to Father Maxwell if you do I, I will not buy you anymore stuff!" Duo said defensively even though Mika didn't say anything.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Heero was so caught up his rant he didn't even notice Michael slowly backing away.
"And DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MONDAY!!!" he blinked. "HEY!! Where do you think your going???"
"Uh, my car?"
"SIT!!! I'M NOT DONE YET!!!" Heero shouted even though Michael was a couple feet from him.
The blonde fearing trouble sat down. Since he was not in his right mind, Heero was ranting on and on and pointed his gun at his brother in an attempt to get him to stay and listen
He let out a loud sigh, and dropped his head. "I shouldn't be waving this thing at you, someone could get hurt."
Michael smiled for the first time in hours, finally the rant was over. Man, was he wrong.
".but then again you did kidnap my little Mika," Heero locked eyes with him, showing him he was not afraid. Like he could be scared now that Mika was back and his life was falling back in order.
The next Michael knew he was eye to eye with the barrel of the gun; he slowly looked up and saw Heero with a victorious smirk on his pale lips. Is this the end? Was he going to do die death by the hands of his kid ex-step brother? He had reverted back into soldier mode and there was nothing stopping him from pulling the trigger.
"Either you sit and listen to me like a good boy or you get a free ticker to go to hell.permanently," Heero hissed. "Which is it gonna be." It was more of a demand than a question.
Michael had no idea what to do, if he didn't answer soon he was going to die but he did say the first then he'll commit suicide when he wasn't looking. Die at the hands of Heero or death from his own. Decisions. Decisions. If he had known before hand, he would have called the king of France and told him he was coming at let Heero rush across the country looking for his precious Mika. By now a large crowd of people was watching the 'show', even some police guards arrived.
"Well? What's it gonna be? I've been very kind to you, consider yourself fortunate. do you have a death? Cause you came to the right person."
Michael finally found his spine, 'bout time. "But if you kill me now you'll never know your past because Dr. J promised Odin under all circumstances would he never reveal your past to you."
Heero was stunned, why didn't he think of that? A part of him was hurt, his father figure would never tell him the truth about himself. Another was angry; it was times like this that he hated his life, Dr. j, Wing Zero, the war, everything. All he ever wanted to was to know about his own family and have his own. His eye twitched like it did when he was angry.
"Excuse me? What do you know about my father," Heero demanded in a low voice.
"That he was a coward, and he loved you so much he sent you to that old kook so you could win the war. And you did, but you lost what meant to you the most.your life," finally things were looking up for him. He had found another weakness.
"My father is no coward, so he killed Yuy. Dr. J told me he was paid to do, a professional hit man. I'm going to make you regret ever being born!" he barked.
One brown haired on looker checked his watch anxiously. "Be careful what you do Heero after a lie becomes the truth."
Sally skipped happily to the Chinese boy's office room; there was something about him that made her attracted to him. She knew he felt the same way but the pain of losing his wife was too much for him to handle. Their chemistry was as plain as day, even Duo had commented on it some time ago. Sally loved the boys, with the exception of Wufei, like sons.
"Ohhh Wuffeiii! I'm herrre!" she said in a singsong voice as she opened the door.
She blinked, Wufei didn't even notice her, he was sitting at his desk staring at the computer screen with an upset look on his face. "Wufei? What's wrong? Did I miss anything?"
He blinked also, surprise written on his attractive features as his hazel orbs fell upon a certain blonde. "Sally? What are you. I didn't think you would come."
Sally was stunned, he NEVER called her by her first name, it was either "Onna." Or "Woman." Or "Stupid Onna / Woman." Or if they were on a mission it was. "Water." Something WAS wrong with him.
"What? What are you talking about, Wufei?" she asked, confused.
"I have just received a call from L-1, our services are needed," Wufei said dully.
The colony was in term-oil, the Earth and other colonies didn't do anything to help. A part of the war treaty had been broken, the Earth and the Colonies were supposed to work together, help each other and this was not the way to do it. Since the attack on the IPS, L-1 had gone into chaos. And worst of all instead of turning it's fury on it's friends, L-1 was angry with the Preventers for not knowing ahead of time and demanded to talk to Lady Une and someone who was from the colony. That someone was a Prussian blue eyed used to be ex-assassin.
Sally nodded and walked out of the room to go and get her car.
~*~*~*~*~
He steadied his gun, for some reason he was.scared to pull the trigger. His heart told him it was wrong, it would be a repeating cycle: if he killed his 'brother' then the skills he had tried to escape would come back to him and he'd want TO go to the tough life-threatening missions just to fill his hunger to kill. Heero shuddered at the thought, he had worked so hard to get Mika back and he wasn't about to screw up now.
"What did you do to her?" he asked, breaking the awkward silence.
The inner demons he had fought so hard to defeat were gaining strength and fast. Pretty soon he found himself thinking what would Michael look like with his head blown off, would he still be smirking? The thoughts grew more realistic and elaborate. // You won't be smirking when I get through with you. // All these morbid thoughts entered his head, and his curiosity was starting to get the best of him. What WOULD he look like with his head blown off?
"Hello?? Anyone home??" Michael was waving his head in front of Heero's face for about five minutes.
He jumped like coming out of a trance and instantly slapped the hand down. "WHAT???" he barked.
"Shesh, well excuse me for being concerned about my little brother."
"If you cared about your "little brother" you wouldn't steal his freakin' kid and you wouldn't play mind games with him and the most annoying, stupid, idiotic baka!!"
"Already said idiot," Michael pointed out meekly.
"I DON'T CARE!! What are you going to do? Sue me for using improper English?? Well guess what??!"
Michael found himself slowly regretting ever laying eyes on his niece; his ex-step brother was losing it. All the anger Heero had kept bottled up inside of him was too much, he had gotten emotional over a hand being waved in his face. how messed up was that? Now he was angry with himself. Angry at Duo for being. Duo! To put it simply he was angry with whole damn world.
"Um, I don't really want to know but what?" Michael replied meekly. Heero was really beginning scaring him, he had never seen anyone so unemotional become so emotional so fast. Not to mention over a little thing.
"I do not care! I don't even like English! I like Japanese better, the language I've known my whole life. But nooo, I had to learn how to speak English so I could "interact with the other Gundam Pilots." Why is that language so difficult?? I know several languages and it only toke me days to learn, Portuguese, Spanish, French. But nooo, the stupid English-people had to be unique!!!" Heero ranted angrily, and he was not about to shut up just yet.
"I know what you mean, it toke me months to learn how to speak Japanese," he said gingerly in hopes to make his brother change the subject.
Heero froze and shot him his most vicious death glare. "Do I care? Do I care if it toke you forever to learn how to speak Japanese? Let me think..NOO!!!"
Meanwhile, in a little café.
Duo couldn't believe his ears, was he hearing an emotional Heero?? He could hear his shouts from here! Heero was ranting about. the English language? What the hell is up with that? And for one thing the wing pilot never said more than necessary, and this was far more than necessary. Duo frowned, poor Heero never expressed his true feelings so he kept everything locked inside but he lost it.
"Man, Heero is was bound to happen one of these days," he whispered.
Mika was happily eating some Vanilla and Chocolate ice cream with little black sprinkley things on top. She vaguely heard her daddy's voice and noticed Uncle Duo acting funny. He was acting concerned, but nothing was wrong.right? Wrong.
"What's wrong?? Uncle Duo?? Is my daddy kicking serious tushy yet??" she chirped.
Duo looked at her with a strange look on his face. // Tushy? // He thought, // God, she's a girl after my own heart! // "No not yet, your daddy's just gone." he wondered how to put it in terms she would understand.
Her big blue eyes widened. "MY DADDY'S GONE CRAZY?!?!?!?!?!" she screamed slamming her hands on the table, standing on her leather booth seat in the process .
All eyes were on them, Duo sunk under the table. Mika was still shocked, how could her daddy the best, most, coolest daddy in the whole world go crazy?? She wanted answers and she wanted them now. She roughly pushed her ice cream sundae aside and pulled Duo by his collar till his face was inches from his. This caught the American completely by surprise; damn she was stronger than she looked. There was no doubt about, she was must definitely the daughter of the infamous Heero Yuy.
"Why did my daddy go crazy, Uncle Duo? I want answers and I want them," Mika said in a low and menacing tone, she was the spitting image of her father, death glare and everything.
Duo opened his mouth several times but nothing came out, all he could think of was Damn. "I-I dunno know Mika," he realized he was being bossed around by a five-year old in a public place in a country of beautiful women. "Now Mika, let go of me you don't know who you're talking to. Your daddy is my best friend and he's like my brother so naturally I'd be worried about him but."
"But your not," she said completely out of character. Mika sounded like a female FBI agent who had been on the field for years, and a prisoner whom she was interrogating was not answering and she was forcing him to answer truthfully.
"Because you need to understand your daddy has um," how could he tell a five-year-old that her father was not open and did not express his feelings, that he was very very internal? "Your daddy has to get this off his chest before it ate him alive."
// Duo you idiot! BAD CHOICE OF WORDS!! YOU NUMBSKULL!!! NOW she's gonna think that there's a monster inside of Heero! Smooth! Very Smooth!! // his mind screamed.
Mika immediately released her iron vise grip and fell back into her seat, shock written on her features. She didn't know how to react, there was a monster living inside of her daddy? That was gonna eat him unless he yelled?
// Shit! Shit! Shit! Heero is going to have my head on the platter for this! Great Duo, you just told Mika that there was a monster inside of Heero and when he finds out he's gonna hunt you down for sport then make you die a slow and painful death! // Duo franticly.
"Not literally of course! There's no monster living inside of Hee-er, daddy! Nope! Figure of speech! Not literally, you wouldn't understand no offense and don't you dare raise a finger at me. I swear to Father Maxwell if you do I, I will not buy you anymore stuff!" Duo said defensively even though Mika didn't say anything.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Heero was so caught up his rant he didn't even notice Michael slowly backing away.
"And DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MONDAY!!!" he blinked. "HEY!! Where do you think your going???"
"Uh, my car?"
"SIT!!! I'M NOT DONE YET!!!" Heero shouted even though Michael was a couple feet from him.
The blonde fearing trouble sat down. Since he was not in his right mind, Heero was ranting on and on and pointed his gun at his brother in an attempt to get him to stay and listen
He let out a loud sigh, and dropped his head. "I shouldn't be waving this thing at you, someone could get hurt."
Michael smiled for the first time in hours, finally the rant was over. Man, was he wrong.
".but then again you did kidnap my little Mika," Heero locked eyes with him, showing him he was not afraid. Like he could be scared now that Mika was back and his life was falling back in order.
The next Michael knew he was eye to eye with the barrel of the gun; he slowly looked up and saw Heero with a victorious smirk on his pale lips. Is this the end? Was he going to do die death by the hands of his kid ex-step brother? He had reverted back into soldier mode and there was nothing stopping him from pulling the trigger.
"Either you sit and listen to me like a good boy or you get a free ticker to go to hell.permanently," Heero hissed. "Which is it gonna be." It was more of a demand than a question.
Michael had no idea what to do, if he didn't answer soon he was going to die but he did say the first then he'll commit suicide when he wasn't looking. Die at the hands of Heero or death from his own. Decisions. Decisions. If he had known before hand, he would have called the king of France and told him he was coming at let Heero rush across the country looking for his precious Mika. By now a large crowd of people was watching the 'show', even some police guards arrived.
"Well? What's it gonna be? I've been very kind to you, consider yourself fortunate. do you have a death? Cause you came to the right person."
Michael finally found his spine, 'bout time. "But if you kill me now you'll never know your past because Dr. J promised Odin under all circumstances would he never reveal your past to you."
Heero was stunned, why didn't he think of that? A part of him was hurt, his father figure would never tell him the truth about himself. Another was angry; it was times like this that he hated his life, Dr. j, Wing Zero, the war, everything. All he ever wanted to was to know about his own family and have his own. His eye twitched like it did when he was angry.
"Excuse me? What do you know about my father," Heero demanded in a low voice.
"That he was a coward, and he loved you so much he sent you to that old kook so you could win the war. And you did, but you lost what meant to you the most.your life," finally things were looking up for him. He had found another weakness.
"My father is no coward, so he killed Yuy. Dr. J told me he was paid to do, a professional hit man. I'm going to make you regret ever being born!" he barked.
One brown haired on looker checked his watch anxiously. "Be careful what you do Heero after a lie becomes the truth."