Chapter 3: The Peace is Over

"Wufei…mmm…but…mmm…stop it…I'm supp-" Sally's protest was caught off in a series of giggles, giggles very uncharacteristic for the woman, and she knew it. She blushed gently, wondering what it would look like if a worker walked in and saw Wuefi undoing her blouse and nuzzling her stomach while he did it. It wouldn't have been the first time…but still, it was embarrassing each time. She pushed at his head, and whined gently, "Stop it…Wu…I'm serio…"

"Shut-up, woman." He growled, the sound low in his throat and slightly animalistic. He popped open another one of the buttons on the blouse, this time exposing the bottom of her bra. He licked his lips and smiled softly, he enjoyed her – his woman, one who enjoyed him a lot. She pushed at his head again, mumbling something. He smacked her hand away, "Stop tha

t."

She obliged, and let her hand slip so it was playing up and down his back, feeling his muscles through the slight shirt he was wearing. She smiled softly when she felt his hands touching her own back, or more specifically, her bra-strap. It felt good…but…they shouldn't be doing this, not in the work place, so she started to slip her hands back up to push his head away, but once they reached his hair, she gave up – it felt too good to bury her fingers in his dark locks. Plus, it felt even better when his tongue was working across… "Mmmm…Wu…that's…"

His eyes crinkled in silent laughter as he watched her giving up fighting him. He loved it when she was submitted to him during sex, it was such the opposite of the normal situations. So when he had her squirming beneath him, and giving up on pretending not to want him…it was a complete turn on. He moved up to her mouth, and caught it in a long hard kiss.

"CHANG WUFEI AND SALLY PO!" A voice snapped out of nowhere, and Wufei cringed – knowing the sound of that voice. "FOR SHAME! YOU KNOW BETTER THEN THAT, ESPECIALLY WHEN WE'VE GOT VISITORS AND IMPORTANT MEETINGS TO DO AND STUFF!"

A curse in Chinese slipped out after Sally went stiff under him, and her cheeks turned red – matching her smeared lipstick.  In a swift move, she shoved him off of her and in an instance was sitting up and glancing shamefaced at the visitors. There was Duo of course – he'd been the one raising the racket, but behind him was a thin red head, and a long brown haired young woman, and an older woman with brown hair as well.

"Mrs. Relena! Lady Une! Miss. Martina." She managed to choke out, her cheeks flaring red and her hand gripped her shirt together. "Um…I didn't know you were coming…"

Wufei scowled from his new position on his bottom on the floor, and wiped his mouth to take off the residue of lipstick that remained from his kisses with Sally. "I did." He said shortly, when he spotted her staring down at him in disbelief he shrugged. "I didn't remember to tell you, so what?"

"Wufei…" She said, her voice regaining a whine as she turned away from the visitors and began to button up her blouse, glaring down at her boyfriend. She sighed, and kicked him lightly with the toe of her shoe. She mumbled something in Chinese, something she picked up from him – she didn't know what it meant, she just knew he said it when he was mad at her.

The third woman raised one long red eyebrow, "Interesting insult."

"What she say?" Duo demanded, immediately standing beside the girl. She turned up to him, and cupped her hand to her ear whispering something slowly in his ear. His face lit up after he heard it, and he exploded into peals of laughter. Sally blushed deeper; now guessing it might not have been something she ought to have repeated.

Relena looked curious, but dignity prevented her from asking. Instead she glanced at Sally, who was now pulling on her Preventors jacket and staring down Wufei – or at least trying to, since that's pretty much impossible. He rolled his eyes and tugged on his own jacket, muttering under his breath. Sensing that there would be a silence soon, Relena composed herself and asked sweetly; "Do you have the information on Omega ready?"

Sally looked gratefully up at her. "Yeah, I do." She stood up, looking more or less like the old Sally, except for the tinge to her cheeks. "It's in the next room." She stood up, and slid off of the chair. "Follow me."

The group followed after her from out of the office into a backroom, which contained only a large television screen, and a keyboard. Sally walked to the keyboard, and began to click around slowly, a status bar appeared on the screen. "It's loading," She explained, but turned back to the group. Her gaze flitting from person to person, "So what have you heard about the group?"

"I've seen their Health and Help Centers popping up all over the place, and hundreds of people go to each…" Martina said shortly, stroking a gold lion pin on her blouse. She looked thoughtful, "My sister went there; she was a cristan addict. They've cured her, and she loves it there now – she works there now."

Relena nodded slowly, "I've heard of a few politicians sending their children there…they all love it, and are always saying good things about it. A few of them are spokespeople for the company…but I mean…aren't the Centers just divisions of the company?" She tossed her hair, and sighed softly. "I've heard nothing about the company though – nobody knows the exact location of the head company."

Sally nodded, and sighed, crossing her arms in front of her chest and looking thoughtful as well. "Exactly, and nobody knows exactly what the real company's mission is…or what they've set out to do…they just popped up, helping people."

"How horrible," Duo said dryly, stretching and giving out a yawn. For a fact, he knew that Hilde worked there now – as one of their computer technicians…and was full of faith in it, so it made him a little wary of people insulting the company. "Shinigami forbid; they're helping people."

Wufei's eyes narrowed, and he said slowly. "We've got a suspicion that they've also started the mass production of new mobile suits."

"Why would they want to do that?" Martina said, licking her lips and frowning. "There is no need for mobile suits nowadays. It's peaceful times."

"Not if they have their way." Sally whispered softly, and all of them were silent for a moment. Lost in thought. But the silence was interrupted by a clear ding. Sally looked up and said sternely, "This first clip that we see, will be part of their new recruitment commercials – they've bought slots from every channel."

The screen suddenly darkened, and then a gold O appeared on the screen, spinning around quickly and then stopping and glinting in some invisible light. A voice cheerfully announced, "Omega Associations." Next came a picture of a large hotel building, and standing in front of it was a beautiful young woman; she smiled softly – a sweet expression on her equally sweet face; "Hello, I'm Kan Otashi. The founder of the Omega Association."

She strode into the building, and the camera followed her. The people inside stopped and waved at her as they walked past she turned back to the camera. "I started this company with a dream – a dream that there would always be something to turn to. A person, a place… a company. That company became Omega Associations."

Suddenly she stopped to smile at a girl, and the camera followed this new girl afterwards. She smiled at the camera, a more elegant beauty then the first. "Omega Associations can help anyone, even you. No matter your problem, whether it be something as simple as debt or something as trying as addiction. We're always there. Plus, there is no such thing as judgment at Omega."

 A boy suddenly appeared, about ten years old, and the camera was suddenly down to him. "Whether you be little or big, old or young. Omega is there for you…they were there for me."

More and more people appeared on the screen, each of them smiling at the camera and saying; "They were there for me."

All of a sudden, Kan was back – standing in front of all the people with a little girl in her arms, and a smile on her face. Softly she said – "Omega Associations, let us be there for you." Then she smiled down at the little girl, and brushed a kiss on top of her forehead. The girl grinned, and echoed her words shyly; "Let 'mega be there for you."

Duo cocked an eyebrow, "That was so freaking cheesy."

"Shhh…" Sally said, pushing at his arm as a new image appeared onscreen. It was of a group of little kids, each wearing blue sweatshirts and gold O's around there neck. They all wore jeans, and there hair was cut exactly the same – boy or girl, they were exactly shoulder length. "These children are drug babies, and orphans. They've all been at Omega their whole lives…these were some interviews we managed to get with them."

A sweet looking blonde girl smiled down at them suddenly, she was sitting in the grass. A voice in the background asked, "Hi, sweetheart – what's your name?"

"Kanna Omega."

"How old are you."

"Five."

"How long have you been at the Omega Health Center?"

"Always."

"Do you like it here."

"It is Omega."

"I know it's Omega…but do you like it here?"

"It's is Omega. Omega is as close to heaven I shall ever get."

Next came an interview with a little Asian boy, he was a little more shifty eyed then the girl – and less sweet looking. He kept tugging at his chain, and swallowing hard…mumbling under his breath. "What's your name?"

"Kannath Omega."

"How old are you?"

"Four."

"How long have you been at the Omega Health Center?"

"Forever."

"Do you like it here."

"Of course – only a devil wouldn't like Omega."

And so it went, each kid coming up and declaring how great Omega was, and how close to heaven it was. There was another Kanna, a Kanny, a Kanla, a Kanday, a Kanai, a Kanee… each wearing the same, looking the same, and acting the same. There was a silence after Kaynla's footage passed, and the screen blacked out again. Sally rubbed the back of her neck, "Freaky huh? They've obviously been brainwashing these kids…and they've named them all after their leader."

Next came a scanned image of a piece of paper. Sally pointed at it, "This is an order form for excessive amounts of Mechan metal." She folded her arms across her chest; "Enough to make a few dozen fleets of suits."

After that there was another long silence, and finally Relena looked down. She twisted her wedding ring, a nervous habit of hers, and whispered in a dejected voice; "The peace is over…isn't it?"

A/N: And that's where I ended it =D Tell me if it sucked, or if it was good – and tell me what to improve and shit, I wrote this ages ago, I'm better now – I promise.