Code name: Endless Waltz Continues
The Story Begins
"Vice Foreign Minister! Vice Foreign Minister Yuy!" "Please, a moment of your time, Vice Foreign Minister!" "What are your opinions on." "Just a few questions, Vice Foreign minister!" Relena Peacecraft-Dorlian Yuy ignored the reporters, by now she was used to them. She spotted Quatre a short distance away, surrounded by his own flock of reporters. The security guards stopped the reporters outside the first set of doors. Relena nodded to the guards as she passed. In the entryway there were padded benches along the side walls, a few rather fancy trash baskets, and nothing else. Quatre stepped into the room and smiled at Relena. "Hello Relena, nice to see you again." Relena returned his polite smile. "Nice to see you too, Quatre, but why so formal? Did a reporter get in?" Relena pretended to search for a hidden reporter. Quatre relaxed a bit and gave Relena a genuine smile. "No. No reporters. They are pushy, aren't they? Are you ready for the conference?" "I don't have much of a choice now, do I?" Relena replied. Quatre sighed. "Not really, lets get this over with." Relena and Quatre went through the next set of doors into the conference room.
Elsewhere, Heero Yuy was leading a team of five Maganacs. There was a small sound from around the corner. Heero quickly dropped and rolled, stopping with his gun pointed directly at the first of the two people in front of him. Then he lowered his gun and stood. "Hello Wufei, Sally." Wufei made a non-committal sound. Sally smiled. "Hello Heero. Here protecting Relena? What's with the six tag-alongs?" "The Maga- wait, six?!" Heero spun around. A girl with light brown hair and blue eyes smiled guiltily. "Hi, Daddy." "Hope?! What are you doing here?" exclaimed one of the Maganacs. "That's a good question, why don't you answer it," Heero said, his eyes dark. "I was following you," Hope answered bluntly, "I hate reporters, and if I stayed out there much longer I would have said something very.undiplomatic. Don't know how mom deals with 'em." Heero was careful not to let his daughter see his slight smile. "Fine. You may come. But you'll stay with me." Heero tossed his spare gun to Hope. She caught the weapon neatly, checked to see that it was loaded and had the safety on, then slipped it into the hidden holster pocket on the waistband of her skirt. "Lets go."
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I do not own any thing mentioned in this fic, I am not making any money from this fic. I own the plot and my original characters.
Author's note: sorry for the wait. I have had no computer access for nearly three days. I did answer some e-mails on Friday, but I got up at 4:00am to do so. I wanted to post before I left for my aunt's place, but I only got half of the fic typed before I had to go catch my plane. Sorry, gomen, whatever other apologetic phrases come to mind. Here is the next part, and thank you Yukito chick, Amiko, KNW, Meyow16, and Yami Tenchi for reviewing.
Meyow16, please remember the reviews are not private e-mails, and at the risk of sounding like Wufei in a humor fic, Don't call me that! Yami Tenchi, cool it! I didn't force you to read this! Yukito chick, here is the next part, sorry for not posting sooner. Amiko, thanks so much for the 3x4 fic sites. KNW, thank you. That was what I was trying to do, and I am using some adoption.
The Story Begins
"Vice Foreign Minister! Vice Foreign Minister Yuy!" "Please, a moment of your time, Vice Foreign Minister!" "What are your opinions on." "Just a few questions, Vice Foreign minister!" Relena Peacecraft-Dorlian Yuy ignored the reporters, by now she was used to them. She spotted Quatre a short distance away, surrounded by his own flock of reporters. The security guards stopped the reporters outside the first set of doors. Relena nodded to the guards as she passed. In the entryway there were padded benches along the side walls, a few rather fancy trash baskets, and nothing else. Quatre stepped into the room and smiled at Relena. "Hello Relena, nice to see you again." Relena returned his polite smile. "Nice to see you too, Quatre, but why so formal? Did a reporter get in?" Relena pretended to search for a hidden reporter. Quatre relaxed a bit and gave Relena a genuine smile. "No. No reporters. They are pushy, aren't they? Are you ready for the conference?" "I don't have much of a choice now, do I?" Relena replied. Quatre sighed. "Not really, lets get this over with." Relena and Quatre went through the next set of doors into the conference room.
Elsewhere, Heero Yuy was leading a team of five Maganacs. There was a small sound from around the corner. Heero quickly dropped and rolled, stopping with his gun pointed directly at the first of the two people in front of him. Then he lowered his gun and stood. "Hello Wufei, Sally." Wufei made a non-committal sound. Sally smiled. "Hello Heero. Here protecting Relena? What's with the six tag-alongs?" "The Maga- wait, six?!" Heero spun around. A girl with light brown hair and blue eyes smiled guiltily. "Hi, Daddy." "Hope?! What are you doing here?" exclaimed one of the Maganacs. "That's a good question, why don't you answer it," Heero said, his eyes dark. "I was following you," Hope answered bluntly, "I hate reporters, and if I stayed out there much longer I would have said something very.undiplomatic. Don't know how mom deals with 'em." Heero was careful not to let his daughter see his slight smile. "Fine. You may come. But you'll stay with me." Heero tossed his spare gun to Hope. She caught the weapon neatly, checked to see that it was loaded and had the safety on, then slipped it into the hidden holster pocket on the waistband of her skirt. "Lets go."
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, I do not own any thing mentioned in this fic, I am not making any money from this fic. I own the plot and my original characters.
Author's note: sorry for the wait. I have had no computer access for nearly three days. I did answer some e-mails on Friday, but I got up at 4:00am to do so. I wanted to post before I left for my aunt's place, but I only got half of the fic typed before I had to go catch my plane. Sorry, gomen, whatever other apologetic phrases come to mind. Here is the next part, and thank you Yukito chick, Amiko, KNW, Meyow16, and Yami Tenchi for reviewing.
Meyow16, please remember the reviews are not private e-mails, and at the risk of sounding like Wufei in a humor fic, Don't call me that! Yami Tenchi, cool it! I didn't force you to read this! Yukito chick, here is the next part, sorry for not posting sooner. Amiko, thanks so much for the 3x4 fic sites. KNW, thank you. That was what I was trying to do, and I am using some adoption.