CHAPTER 3
Heero watched from the door as Relena climbed in the helicopter. She looked back
once at him and smiled. Heero gave her a stern look and watched as the helicopter took
off.
"Once there out of the distance I'll go to the palace 2B." He thought to himself.
"Relena is so oblivious sometimes. But how to get on to the street and from there who
would get me to the palace no question asked." Then it hit Heero whom to ask about a ride
to the palace. He spun around hoping to see Zechs. With shock on his face he was nowhere
to be found.
Heero flew down the steps full speed. He had never felt such a dependency for
Zech's help before. Heero found himself about to laugh about that fact that Zech's
really was his brother-in-law.
As he reached the ground floor, he was shocked to discover the number of
journalists standing on the ground floor among them one tall, blond with long hair.
Heero frowned. Countless people attacked Zechs in an attempting to flee from the
building. Sprinting down the hall, praying he would not be seen Heero snuck into one of
the empty rooms.
Zechs final fed up with the plagues of reporters pushed his way through the
crowd. Heero watched him approach. He whistled a tune that he hoped Zechs would
remember. With a quick head turn, Zechs saw Heero peering back at him.
"What on earth are you doing here?" he asked him. "And I can't believe you still
remember that from your bachelor party!"
"There Journalists out there. Anyway Isn't obvious?" responded Heero fiddling
with the window.
"I guess it is…" he said glancing at Heero. "How long do we have?"
"No long...I'm going to need you help."
"…The problem is getting out of here with few people noticing."
"We use the windows…" Heero said finally getting annoyed.
"And transport…?"
"Can you still hot wire a car?"
"I think so.." he responded looking at Heero.
"Good," Heero responded as he punched through the glass. Zechs looked at the
young boy in horror as he reached around and removed the window frame. The two former
mobile suit pilots climbed through the window now open to the air. They ran from the
window to the back parking lot. Heero smiled a little smirk as he discovered an
unlocked car.
"You going to refund this car?" Zechs asked as he climbed into the driver's seat.
He opened up the car and began to fiddle with the wires. After connect the right two
together, the car began to start.
"Eventually," Heero said opening the passenger side door. "I've stolen how many
cars over the years." Zechs smiled a little at this remark.
"Buckle up…" Zechs told him as Heero slammed the door.
"K?" Heero responded with a confused voice.
"Hang on." With that warning Zechs placed his foot on the acceleration sending
the car flying forward. Zechs flew through the parking lot at ridiculous speeds. Heero
screamed at the former pilot to slow down but Zechs' refused responding with "It might
be to late if we do." Reaching the end of the building Zechs turned the car, only to
see countless news vans and such lined along the front. Heero ducked under the
dashboard and prayed that the reporters would not see him. Heero than handed Zechs a
hair tie he had found under his seat. He stopped the car.
"I am not wearing this," he responded. Heero than handed him a red lipstick.
"Now, there is no way in hell I am putting this on."
"You want to trust me on this. At least tie your hair back. This isn't the car
you usually don't drive and well all you need is someone to recognize you. Don't you
think this might help disguise you a little bit more?"
"Fine. And I am not wearing the…." he responded in what sounded like a low
grumble. Flipping his hair back Zechs threw his hair into a mess ponytail. Heero bit his
tongue to keep from laughing at him. Without warning traffic stopped. Several
reporters ran into the street and began surveying cars. Without warning he heard a bang
on the window. He quickly threw on a pair of sunglasses that were in a glasses holder in
the front. Thinking quickly he flashed his middle finger at the reporter and then
looked up to see traffic moving again. He stepped on the accelerator
and flew ahead of the reporter.
"Well that was pleasant," Heero said.
"You know as well as I do that you what you have done in these circumstances. How long till they
figure out they are gone."
"I'd say five minutes or so…" Heero said turning on the radio. "Then they'll panic for a few hours
and Relena should have hopefully have released some press statement by that point."
"Good…old press so dependable…" Zechs said as he petted the dashboard with one hand.
After a quick drive, filled with the speeding through red lights, speeding
through twenty-five zones and almost getting stopped by several officers, they arrived at
the palace. They drove up towards the palace and were stopped by the first time by one
of the young security guards."Excuse me, sir," he said. "I need some id, reason of
appointment, and the proper visitations codes."
"Yes of course," Zechs said with smile as looked over at Heero Yui who poked his
head around Zechs and waved.
"Mr. Yui," he said with concern. "I am uh…sorry."
"It's okay…just let us through."
"Yes, sir," said the guard.
Zechs pulled the car around into the main palace parking lot.
"So your just going to walk in there like you anybody…"
"We're going in another way…" Heero said as Zechs stopped and parked the car.
Heero walked over to a keypad that lined a wall. Pressing a few buttons, the wall
broke a part revealing a door.
"How much did that cost?"
"Not much.." he responded. "It was already, here."
The two walked into a elevator with a camera mounted inside. Heero once again
placed coding into a keyboard system that revealed the controls of the elevator. He
pressed a button. After a short ride it stopped. The doors opened to reveal what appeared
to a hustling portion of the palace.
"Heero…" Sally said as she rolled across the floor with a mobile phone against
her ear. "I'll be right with you."
"I thought…" Zechs said.
"She was in space…?" Heero responded. "She runs my operations…although I prefer
that Quatre do it…but he refused…"
"What the hell!" Zechs said with a stunned look on his face.
"It's okay, Zechs" Sally said getting up from her chair. "I felt the same way not that
long ago."
"Sally, would you mind showing Zechs around? I need to get a hold of Noin…" Heero said
with a laugh. "I can only imagine how much fun the press is having with me gone right
now."
"Tons…Come on Zechs…" Sally said as she walked down a long hall. "As you can see, we run
a fairly large operation here. It is fully funded by the government under defense and
if fortunately kept secret."
"How does Heero find time to come down here…" Zechs said rhetorically.
"State Dinners, Important Civil Meetings…" Sally responded. Zechs stared back at her
wide-eyed. "I know you'd think the leader of the ESUN would keep better tabs on things
but rather play with toys."
"Remember he never had a childhood…"
"Did any us, Zechs?" Sally said looking straight ahead as her eyes began to water.
"I'm sorry…he still hurts…"
"He still hurts for all of us, Sally…he was a great pilot and a good friend." With a smile on her face Sally handed Zechs a portfolio. He lifted out several sheet of blue paper.
"Interesting…" Zechs said looking and the plans. "So all the pilots had a say in the
design…"
"Yes.."
"That apparent…" Zechs sighed. "Can I see it?"
"Of course…"
Sally led Zechs through more offices and more complex halls. Zechs suddenly felt
something he hadn't felt in several years. He stood at the door of a mobile suit hanger.
"This one in here is Heero's…yours is located in another hangar a little futher
away."
"Did you say mine?"
"Yes…." Zechs could only stare back at Sally who walked ahead into the open
hangar doors.
"There stands before you the most new mobile suit completed in…well since…"
"I know the details."
Standing tall on the floor in front of them stood a mobile suit painted much
like of the original wing-zero. It appeared to have a fairly large beam cannon larger
than that of Zero's and no beam sword however a different device attached to it's right
hand.
"That's GundamO6: TigersEye" Sally said as Zechs stood awe struck.
Heero watched from the door as Relena climbed in the helicopter. She looked back
once at him and smiled. Heero gave her a stern look and watched as the helicopter took
off.
"Once there out of the distance I'll go to the palace 2B." He thought to himself.
"Relena is so oblivious sometimes. But how to get on to the street and from there who
would get me to the palace no question asked." Then it hit Heero whom to ask about a ride
to the palace. He spun around hoping to see Zechs. With shock on his face he was nowhere
to be found.
Heero flew down the steps full speed. He had never felt such a dependency for
Zech's help before. Heero found himself about to laugh about that fact that Zech's
really was his brother-in-law.
As he reached the ground floor, he was shocked to discover the number of
journalists standing on the ground floor among them one tall, blond with long hair.
Heero frowned. Countless people attacked Zechs in an attempting to flee from the
building. Sprinting down the hall, praying he would not be seen Heero snuck into one of
the empty rooms.
Zechs final fed up with the plagues of reporters pushed his way through the
crowd. Heero watched him approach. He whistled a tune that he hoped Zechs would
remember. With a quick head turn, Zechs saw Heero peering back at him.
"What on earth are you doing here?" he asked him. "And I can't believe you still
remember that from your bachelor party!"
"There Journalists out there. Anyway Isn't obvious?" responded Heero fiddling
with the window.
"I guess it is…" he said glancing at Heero. "How long do we have?"
"No long...I'm going to need you help."
"…The problem is getting out of here with few people noticing."
"We use the windows…" Heero said finally getting annoyed.
"And transport…?"
"Can you still hot wire a car?"
"I think so.." he responded looking at Heero.
"Good," Heero responded as he punched through the glass. Zechs looked at the
young boy in horror as he reached around and removed the window frame. The two former
mobile suit pilots climbed through the window now open to the air. They ran from the
window to the back parking lot. Heero smiled a little smirk as he discovered an
unlocked car.
"You going to refund this car?" Zechs asked as he climbed into the driver's seat.
He opened up the car and began to fiddle with the wires. After connect the right two
together, the car began to start.
"Eventually," Heero said opening the passenger side door. "I've stolen how many
cars over the years." Zechs smiled a little at this remark.
"Buckle up…" Zechs told him as Heero slammed the door.
"K?" Heero responded with a confused voice.
"Hang on." With that warning Zechs placed his foot on the acceleration sending
the car flying forward. Zechs flew through the parking lot at ridiculous speeds. Heero
screamed at the former pilot to slow down but Zechs' refused responding with "It might
be to late if we do." Reaching the end of the building Zechs turned the car, only to
see countless news vans and such lined along the front. Heero ducked under the
dashboard and prayed that the reporters would not see him. Heero than handed Zechs a
hair tie he had found under his seat. He stopped the car.
"I am not wearing this," he responded. Heero than handed him a red lipstick.
"Now, there is no way in hell I am putting this on."
"You want to trust me on this. At least tie your hair back. This isn't the car
you usually don't drive and well all you need is someone to recognize you. Don't you
think this might help disguise you a little bit more?"
"Fine. And I am not wearing the…." he responded in what sounded like a low
grumble. Flipping his hair back Zechs threw his hair into a mess ponytail. Heero bit his
tongue to keep from laughing at him. Without warning traffic stopped. Several
reporters ran into the street and began surveying cars. Without warning he heard a bang
on the window. He quickly threw on a pair of sunglasses that were in a glasses holder in
the front. Thinking quickly he flashed his middle finger at the reporter and then
looked up to see traffic moving again. He stepped on the accelerator
and flew ahead of the reporter.
"Well that was pleasant," Heero said.
"You know as well as I do that you what you have done in these circumstances. How long till they
figure out they are gone."
"I'd say five minutes or so…" Heero said turning on the radio. "Then they'll panic for a few hours
and Relena should have hopefully have released some press statement by that point."
"Good…old press so dependable…" Zechs said as he petted the dashboard with one hand.
After a quick drive, filled with the speeding through red lights, speeding
through twenty-five zones and almost getting stopped by several officers, they arrived at
the palace. They drove up towards the palace and were stopped by the first time by one
of the young security guards."Excuse me, sir," he said. "I need some id, reason of
appointment, and the proper visitations codes."
"Yes of course," Zechs said with smile as looked over at Heero Yui who poked his
head around Zechs and waved.
"Mr. Yui," he said with concern. "I am uh…sorry."
"It's okay…just let us through."
"Yes, sir," said the guard.
Zechs pulled the car around into the main palace parking lot.
"So your just going to walk in there like you anybody…"
"We're going in another way…" Heero said as Zechs stopped and parked the car.
Heero walked over to a keypad that lined a wall. Pressing a few buttons, the wall
broke a part revealing a door.
"How much did that cost?"
"Not much.." he responded. "It was already, here."
The two walked into a elevator with a camera mounted inside. Heero once again
placed coding into a keyboard system that revealed the controls of the elevator. He
pressed a button. After a short ride it stopped. The doors opened to reveal what appeared
to a hustling portion of the palace.
"Heero…" Sally said as she rolled across the floor with a mobile phone against
her ear. "I'll be right with you."
"I thought…" Zechs said.
"She was in space…?" Heero responded. "She runs my operations…although I prefer
that Quatre do it…but he refused…"
"What the hell!" Zechs said with a stunned look on his face.
"It's okay, Zechs" Sally said getting up from her chair. "I felt the same way not that
long ago."
"Sally, would you mind showing Zechs around? I need to get a hold of Noin…" Heero said
with a laugh. "I can only imagine how much fun the press is having with me gone right
now."
"Tons…Come on Zechs…" Sally said as she walked down a long hall. "As you can see, we run
a fairly large operation here. It is fully funded by the government under defense and
if fortunately kept secret."
"How does Heero find time to come down here…" Zechs said rhetorically.
"State Dinners, Important Civil Meetings…" Sally responded. Zechs stared back at her
wide-eyed. "I know you'd think the leader of the ESUN would keep better tabs on things
but rather play with toys."
"Remember he never had a childhood…"
"Did any us, Zechs?" Sally said looking straight ahead as her eyes began to water.
"I'm sorry…he still hurts…"
"He still hurts for all of us, Sally…he was a great pilot and a good friend." With a smile on her face Sally handed Zechs a portfolio. He lifted out several sheet of blue paper.
"Interesting…" Zechs said looking and the plans. "So all the pilots had a say in the
design…"
"Yes.."
"That apparent…" Zechs sighed. "Can I see it?"
"Of course…"
Sally led Zechs through more offices and more complex halls. Zechs suddenly felt
something he hadn't felt in several years. He stood at the door of a mobile suit hanger.
"This one in here is Heero's…yours is located in another hangar a little futher
away."
"Did you say mine?"
"Yes…." Zechs could only stare back at Sally who walked ahead into the open
hangar doors.
"There stands before you the most new mobile suit completed in…well since…"
"I know the details."
Standing tall on the floor in front of them stood a mobile suit painted much
like of the original wing-zero. It appeared to have a fairly large beam cannon larger
than that of Zero's and no beam sword however a different device attached to it's right
hand.
"That's GundamO6: TigersEye" Sally said as Zechs stood awe struck.
