Short I know, but i really got to working on Capture and I'm kinda strained on this one. But no worries! I will get this done! Oh yeah! Uh... hehe. Have fun reading and as always reviews are nice Christmas presents!
Day had broken but two hours when the caravan of jeeps pulled into the camp of nomads. The people of the camp gathered curiously at the edge of their little spot in the desert to watch the unwelcome newcomers disrupt the mornings brilliance. The leader and his daughter waited as the man who appeared to be in charge of the small group approached, swaggering like he was a sultan.
" Sir and miss." He nodded his head respectively to the two who had been pointed out as the ones to talk to. " My men and I are looking for bandits who have been stealing from the local towns and our camps. We believe that they may have passed through sometime in the night. So if you could just be so kind as to tell me where they went." The mans posture showed he clearly thought they were being hidden here.
" Sorry you have come all this way for nothing. No one has passed this way but us for quiet some time. The main roads and villages are a ways to the west of us, perhaps you should ask there."
The man scrutinized him roughly for a second and made a decision.
" I would like to take a look around if you didn't mind. Just to be sure none have crept in your camp of course." He added quickly. It would alert suspcion to do other wise so the elder agreed slowly.
" If you must, but do not disturb any of my people." The last was a low warning that sounded much like a threat lay beneath the words.
" Of course."
Twenty men began to search the camp for the five boys they believed lay hidden in the many tents. The people went about their buisness yet kept a wary eye on the men, they did not trust any of them. Tent after tent was searched with nothing to show until there was but one left. The leader sent his men back to meet at the jeeps while he himself searched the last tent, sure that he would find his quarry there.
The leader of the rouges roughly tossed aside the flap of the last tent that was marked as the elders tent. A small smile of triumph lit his face as he saw the small form that lay underneath a blanket half hidden by some carefully placed rope barrels. Pushing into the tent with his gun drawn he knocked the barrels out of his way and crouched over the sleeping figure menacingly. He prodded the figure roughly with the barrel of his gun but got no response.
" Hey kid, time to wake up. It's all over now you and your cronies are done." He laughed roughly as he thought of the praise he was likely to get from this. The figure seemed to wake with the horrible laughter and turned over slowly to face him. He gasped.
The girl stared back at him wide eyed in fear. Short golden hair framed a porcelain face that seemed to pale for the desert living. A dusty rose color flushed her cheeks as he continued to stare unabated. Large Mediterranean blue-green eyes sparkled in the sunlight that streamed in from the half open flap of the tent and sent shivers down the mans spine. His eyes traveled over her and he wondered how he had missed the small swell of the young women's chest in the first place. Her breathing was coming in light gasps that were like a breath of a gentle breeze. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen!
The silence was broken as the camps leader burst into the tent.
" How dare you disturb the rest of my daughter!" The man jumped up and away from the young girl.
" Uh..Uh..Uh.."
" OUT!" He ran out the tent and skittered back to the waiting jeeps.
" Sir did you find anything?"
" N.no. No one here were looking for. L.lets go." The men looked curiously at the distraught man but obeyed his order. As the jeeps pulled away his gaze lingered on the far tent where the glint of golden hair and a shine of blue caught the sunlight.
Quatre watched the man leave the tent like his pants were on fire with clear amusement. The large fugure of the elder seated himslef as his laughter rumbled in his throat. Shrugging out of the robe and wig he smirked too. As he pulled on a light white shirt with the help of the elder his eyes narrowed.
" T.. that.. man...!" He sputtered in annoyance.
" Thought you were a beautiful sight." He chuckled then grew serious. " I was afraid he might decide to get to friendly though."
" Yes. Thank you. Thank you and your family for helping me and my friends." Quatre bowed as much as his wounded ribs would allow.
" Our pleasure. Besides I'm sure your friends will enjoy this little tale now won't they." His laughter bubled up in the back of his throat in a warm manner. " He was positively entranced by your beauty!" As his laughter broke full out Quatre maoned and ran his hands through his softly mussed hair.
The abandoned jeep was covered with the golden sand, looking to anyone who didn't know like another sand dune. Four teenage boys lay flat on the sand made hills and watche the scene play out in the distant camp through a well used pair of binoculars.
" Come on Trowa! It's my turn to watch!" Duo all but snatched the binoculars that were unfortunately still around Trowas neck. Trowa was jerked to the side roughly by the over enthused teen and a small choke emitted from his throat painfully. Duo, who was intent on watching the camp, suddenly found himself face fist in the sand without the binoculars. Sputtering he looked up to find Trowa training the binoculars back on the camp calmly, a small smirk on his face. Snickering was heard on the other side of him where the other two lay. " Fine, just you wait." He muttered under his breath. Sighing he let go of the incident for now and looked worridly at the camp again. Quatre was still there all alone. If he were to be found out they could do nothing.
" They're leaving!" Trowa stayed motionless but like the rest of them tensed up. As soon as the jeeps were out of sight they would make thier way back to camp and back to Quatre.