Hehe! Another one, yeah! Anyway please review this! I really like reviews...I'll stop be creepy now. Thanks for those who did though. Well, uh, have fun reading.





The day was bright on the L-1 colony. The light streamed in the bedroom windows and mixed with the golden of the young mans face. He strained to sit his aching body up. Bracing himself on his elbows he struggled halfway up then pushed himself the rest of the way. By this time sweat had soaked his light golden skin and hair. His breathing was heavy and labored but he didn't stop for long. Flinging his comforter and sheets to the side he swung his thin legs over the side of the bed. ' Now the fun part.' He thought ruefully. Standing on unsteady legs he steadied himself on the night stand. Then he glanced down at himself and blushed. He was only clothed in boxers and some bandages around his middle.

" Going out like that?" Quatre looked up quickly. Wufie was standing in front of him with a frown of disapproval on his face. Quatre smiled sheepishly and sat down.

" Wufei? Where are my clothes?" Wufei smirked and pointed to the bed behind him. Quatre sighed and rolled his eyes. Wufei began to walk toward the door, leaving the miffed boy to vent.

" I want you in that bed before I come back with lunch." Wufei chuckled as he caught the mumbled 'yes mother'.



Outside the apartment complex where the two teenage boys were staying a man gazed sorrowfully up at the window as a flash of red walked by. Sighing Anders turned from the building and began to walk down te street. He knew he couldn't be caught here. If he was then the boys would be killed, and he very likely along with them. He cast one more glance back at the tall building longingly. He had never wanted it to go this far with the kid, but he the mistake had been made. He turned and began walking again.

" Sorry kid." His whisper was not lost to all the ears of those that passed him by. Four men discreetly broke apart. Two following Anders and the others heading back toward the building he had been standing by. Small microphones attached to their sleeves echoed with their orders. It was their time to move.

Wufei watched the man leave from his window. The men who had been watching from around the street began moving toward the building, their guns glinted in the sunlight from beneath dark jackets. Muttering a curse under his breath he unlocked a cabinet and removed the sword reverently. Knowing he didn't have much time he locked the door to ensure a few precious seconds that he needed. After it was secure he grabbed a pre-packed bag and his sword and ran into Quatres room. Quatre sat up slowly and looked at Wufei questioningly as the boy began to take clothes out of the drawers of a dresser. Taking what he needed Wufei turned to Quatre and looked him in the eyes.

" They've found us." Quatres stated as Wufei started to help him into his shirt.

" We need to move now. I thought we would have enough time for you to heal more before we made a move." He quickly gave up on the un-cooperative buttons and left his companions shirt open over the bandages.

" What are we going to do? I need to stop my uncle before he does any permanent damage."

" I know, but if we go back now we will have nothing to prove he was the one who did this. Then you will be released to his custody and I don't plan on just letting him kill you. You might as well just paint a target on your back if you go back now." They stared at each other for a few seconds a silent conversation going between them on what to do. A knock at the door brought them out of their motionless state and in an instant they were both moving toward the bathroom. Wufei slide the window up and climbed out onto the fire escape and held out his hand to Quatre and pulled him safely through. Before Quatre could try climb down the fire escape he was scooped up into Wufeis arms. In one swift movement Wufei jumped over the edge of the railing and slide down a dangling clothes line. Once they reached the ground he ran for all he was worth away from the sounds of breaking furniture and curses from the floors above.

At the back of the ally a wall briefly hindered their progress before they were over and running down the street on the other side. Wufei never faltered a step nor showed any signs of letting his friend drop from the safety of his arms. In his mind he noted the thinness of his companion and how light he had become, but now he had to get him away from there. They had to move quickly or they would not make it out of the city. Those men would not waste time to take them in, bullets would do the job for them.

" Where are we going Wufei?" Quatre gasped from his arms. Wufei was trying to run as smoothly as possible but the pain still washed over the young man nearly knocking him from consciousness, but he held on. He would not let Wufei go through this on his own.

" To find Trowa!"

Heero watched Duo pace the small confines of his apartment. The place was magnificently decorated to celebrate the season, and the sugar cookies Duo had made were not wasted. Now the relaxed feeling had fled the room and they were back to trying desperately to find the missing three fifths of their team. After an hour of searching through the files Une had given them again and finding nothing Duo was down to pacing and Heero was ready to jump him.

" Duo.." Duo immediately stopped and faced a seething Heero.

" Sorry buddy." He sat roughly in the chair across from Heero and sighed. " We need to find them Heero. I know they can take care of themselves but I've come to like working with all of you. We're a team wether we like it or not and I want that back."

" I know Duo." Heero looked at his companion with compassion in his dark blue eyes. " Hard to believe how much things have changed in just a few months. We'll find them, if they don't find us first." He stood abruptly and smirked down at Duo. " You get the couch."

" Hey! What happened to that Christmas spirit?!" Heero yawned and walked toward his bedroom door. " Scrooge."

Settling down on the only slightly lumpy couch Duo stared at the dark ceiling. The lights from the tree danced on his troubled face, creating a glow in his bright violet eyes. His mind wandered out to all the things that had piled up on them the last year of their lives. Sleep was far from his tired mind. Though he was tired and his body was begging for the much needed rest he was wide awake.

" Quatre, Trowa, Wufei." The names of the missing rolled off his tongue and filled the room with a silent longing. Thinking back he tried to remember what had happened before he was knocked out the day they were separated. There was must of been something he could remember to find them.

~*~Flash

Duo followed his friends into the small room that Trowa had insisted on going into. His eyes widened and he ran forward to the sleeping form on the bed.

" Quatre!" His hand lighted on the cool forehead as a gun was pressed to his neck. He turned to see three men, each with a gun pressed to the neck of him and the others. Wufei and Trowa were pushed roughly into a side door. The man holding his gun on him led him into the same door and closed as near silent footsteps entered the room. Rosalds voice broke the silence that had lain for the moment. Heero's voice answered the others mans, anger lined the calm tone. Duo could here their words clearly through the thin wood of the door as he was pushed against the back wall with Wufei and Trowa.. Their captors were standing in front of them, one mans gun trained at some invisible target on the other side of the door. Trowa tensed beside him as Roslad said something about following your emotions. Silent moments passed before the door was eased open and one of the armed men eased out into the room. Duo caught a glimpse of Heero standing over Quatre, his gun trained on Rosald. Before any of the three could utter a warning the man snuck behind a distracted Heero and hit him with the butt of his gun.

They were pushed roughly into the room, all protesting with a few shouted curses.

" Hahaha, welcome to the party my dear gentlemen!" Rosalds voice sent a thousand watt shiver down their spines.

" Bastard! If any of my friends are hurt I"ll..!"

" Now, now Mr. Maxwell." Rosald strolled over to where Heero was trying to lift his head from it's resting place on Quatres chest. The three boys were pushed to the side by the gunmen to give their leader more room. Rosalds face contorted for a moment. " Damn the kid stopped breathing again!"

Cold gripped the hearts of the four gundam pilots and the three watched helplessly as Roslad pulled Quatre away from Heero. Heero struggled valiantly to keep a hold on his dying friend but Quatre was pulled from his grip. Duo fought the urge to knock the man off his friend as Rosald proceeded to give Quatre CPR. He could feel the tension rolling in waves off his two companions as they to watched the scene play out. He thought he heard a whispered 'no' breath from Trowas lips but he kept his eyes on one of his best friends and the man who would be his killer. Roslad sat up straight and Duo breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the slight rise and fall of Quatres slim chest. ' That's right buddy, Shingami wasn't ready for you yet.'

" What are you doing?!" Wufeis alarmed voice brought Duos head back up to see Rosald inject something into Quatres arm.

" Hey!" Roslad turned to glare at them.

" Quiet!" Mouths shut hurriedly, less the not so nice words escaped not that they would normally hold them in. Only the man did have their own as well as their friends lives in his hands. " If you want him to live I suggest you trust me."

Duo turned away from the offending man before he lost control and jumped him. Opening burning violet eyes he looked at the others. Trowas eyes were narrowed dangerously into thin slits, his head bowed enough that his one uncovered eye caught and glinted in the fading light from outside. Wufeis lips were pressed into a thin line, unconcealed hatred burned in his own eyes. ' Mad as a tiger. Alright boy sick 'em!' Duo pushed down the weird thoughts entering his head and slowly tuned around. He took an involuntary step back at coming almost nose to nose with the object of his extreme distaste. Rosald look down his nose at him from about five inches away.

" Humph." He backed up a bit and readjusted his hold on Quatre who lay limp in his arms. " Is everything ready?" He barked to Anders who had suddenly reappeared.

" Yes sir." Anders voice held a solemn note to it.

" Perfect. Take pilots 02 for a test run." Trowa and Wufei stepped protectively in front of him. " Haha, don't worry boys. You'll get your chance soon enough."

" What about 01 sir?" Anders voice wavered before he went on. " And your nephew sir?" Roslads smirk seemed to widen.

" Leave them for me. It'll be my pleasure to personally change their lives."

" I don't know what your up to you sicko, but if you do anything to my friends Shingami will hand pick you a Christmas present." Duos low tone sent dangerous chills down Rosalds spine and he felt his control was slipping again.

" Take him!"

Duo was grabbed roughly from behind and pulled from the room. He could here raised voices protesting as something hard hit the back of his head and knocked him from consciousness.

He lay rigidly on the cold medical table listening to the two doctors shuffle around the room. He shifted uncomfortably a little and huffed impatiently for something to happen. ' I've been laying on this hard, cold table for who knows how long! Something happen!' As if they heard a the doctors began a conversation completely oblivious to the fact he was awake. ' Guess a hard head comes in handy!' He smiled cheesily before listening in on the 'private' talk.

" So, he dug up all he could on them?" Doc #1 gestured with is head toward Duo.

" Yep, all recorded past history was researched and filed." Doc #2 shook his head disbelievingly. " He almost seems to be showing mercy to them. If I didn't know him better I'd say he cared."

" Right. He's done nothing but rant on the importance of getting the Gundam pilots out of the picture. Yet he refuses to have them killed."

" Well if things work out his way. In the end he'll have them under his thumb in his ranks. I don't know about young Master Winner though. He may have 'other' plans for him. Never seemed to like the kid, something about his mother I believe."

Duo blinked rapidly. 'Mother?'

" Yeah, sweet kid too." The words that usually would have sent him laughing his ass off flew over his head, Duo was still stuck on the word ' mother'. He had been told Quatre was a test tube baby, and Quatre believed that completely.

" Huh whatever. Well let's get this over with. Where are they going now?" Duo craned his neck to see what the man was doing. Both had their back to them looking at a screen propped on the wall. Information began to scroll down the screen and Duo strained to see what was on it. Finally the men moved slightly giving him a clear view of the important information.

~*~ Flash



Duo shot up from the couch. Sunlight was streaming onto his flushed features as he calmed his breathing.

" Huh, musta fallen asleep." He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and let a manic smile light his face as he jumped up and ran to the closed, and locked, door of Heeros bedroom. Without a second thought he grabbed his jacket off the back of a chair and pulled his pick case from its' pocket. Making quick work of the lock he creaked the door open and snuck in. " Aww, so cute!" Duo tiptoed to the edge of the bed where Heero lay sleeping peacefully. He gazed down for a few minutes as the boy slept unaware of the horror that loomed over him. An evil snicker later and Heero found himself awake on the hard wood floor tangled in sheets.

" Duo!"

" Save it Heero." Duo leaned over him. " I know where to find them!"

" What?! How?!"

" Photographic memory dude!" He watched as Heero untangled himself and stood up to look him in the eyes. For some reason he wasn't surprised to see the trust there.

" So, where are we going?"

" Ever been to China?"