Title: Truth, Lies and Everything In-between (Part 5)

read part 1 for the disclaimer and other notes

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"Risin' up straight to the top.
Had the guts, got the glory.
Went the distance.
Now I'm not gonna stop.
Just a man and his will to survive."
--Eye of the Tiger, Survivor

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Trowa stopped next to his couch and fell silent. A moment later there was another knock. He stared at the door for a second before he walked over to it. Trowa slowly unlocked the door and opened it. He blinked at who he found standing at the other side. A woman mail carrier smiled and handed Trowa a package. Trowa looked at the package a moment before saying a 'thank you'. The lady nodded and turned, heading back into the rain.

Trowa closed the door and locked it before he looked at the semi-wet package. He glanced at the top of the package and sighed.

"Another assignment..." Trowa walked over to his kitchen, placing the package on his dinning room table. Sitting in one of the chairs next to the table, Trowa opened the package. Inside was a manila folder. Trowa opened the folder and pulled out several pieces of paper. Trowa only scanned some of the papers, noting the name of his target and the picture of him. "Duo Maxwell..."

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Heero quickly finished buttoning up his dark blue button up shirt. Once he was finished with that he looked down at the rest of his attire. He had on a pair of black slacks and black loafers. He smiled, "Trowa is probably wearing his black jeans and boots...and maybe that white button down shirt...no, it's raining...he'll wear the green one." Heero almost laughed at how predictable his lover was.

Heero glanced at the alarm clock on his dresser. "He should be here any minute." Right at that moment there came a knock at the door. Heero hurried to the door, opening it wide. Standing at the door was Trowa wearing a windbreaker. Trowa smiled as he was ushered into the apartment.

"Hello." Trowa gave a whispered greeting.

"Hello, all ready?" Trowa nodded. "Okay, let me get my jacket." Trowa again nodded as Heero walked over to the closet. He quickly pulled out a jacket and placed it on. "Let's go."

"May I ask where we are going?"

"To a club."

"A what?"

"Just come on."

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Trowa stepped into the Sunshine Club, glancing around with distaste.

"What are we doing here, Heero!?" Trowa had to yell over the crowd and loud music.

"Trying something different!" Heero shrugged.

"Couldn't we do that some where quieter!?" Heero didn't answer, he only smiled. Taking Trowa's hand, Heero lead the two through the crowd and found them a booth in the far corner. Trowa sat across from Heero, shaking his head. Heero gave him a pleading smile.

The two sat there for a moment in silence. Trowa scanned the area in that time. The place was rather large. Most of the space was taken up by the dance floor; over which hundreds of different colored lights shone. Trowa was almost blinded by the brightness of them. Trowa also noticed that along the longest wall was a bar.

"I'll go get us something to drink! What would you like!?" Heero had stood up and moved to stand right next to Trowa.

"Sex on the Beach!" Heero smiled.

"One day, koi." And with that Heero walked away from Trowa. Trowa shook his head at Heero's little joke, then smiled.

'Yeah, one day.'

A few minutes passed and Heero returned. He was carrying two drinks. As Heero was handing Trowa his drink a young man came walking over. Trowa stared at him. With the lights behind him Trowa couldn't really see the man's face.

"Heero! What a surprise seeing you here!" Heero stood up straight and turned around.

"Hello, Duo." Heero basically whispered.

'Duo?' Trowa heard that name before.

"Whatcha doin' in a place like this!?" Duo flopped in the seat across from Trowa, ignoring him up until now. "Duo Maxwell! Pleased to meet you!" Duo extended his hand to Trowa.

'Duo?..Duo Maxwell!?'

to be continued…

CCT: And slowly the plot thickens. ^__~