Chapter 3: Quatre's Girl
Three days have passed since Heero Yuy and Trowa Barton disappeared. Duo Maxwell was beginning to worry. They had not left any sign or note on where they headed off to. Wufei basically didn't care. He kept on telling Duo that it was okay. "Heero and Trowa probably have set off to find Quatre. Who knows, maybe they went because of something more."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Duo asked as he let himself plop down onto the red couch of Relena's home. Relena was off to a meeting and promised to help them when she got back. She too was worried, especially about Heero.
"I mean that we should let them be. Heero might be searching for something." Wufei was sitting in the black leather recline chair, all laid back. His eyes were closed and he was the most calm person Duo found present. It somewhat irritated him. How could Wufei just sit there and not worry about their friends? They could be in serious danger!
"What if something happens?"
"Well if someting did happen, I'm sure they'd contact us and call for backup," Wufei paused and opened his eyes. "I had a vision while I was meditating, Duo," He began to explain, "Heero is trying to patch something up. But he has to do it alone."
Duo pondered about the thought of Heero going out on his own, trying to fix something. "But then why did Trowa go?"
Wufei shrugged. "That alone is unknown."
"Whatever," Duo replied, "We've got to do something before they disappear for good." 'Or else Relena will have our heads assembled on plaques, hanging above her bed.' Duo thought to himself.
"This is some city."
Heero scanned the city from the plane's view. "Not as big as New York though," he said. "It's going to be impossible to find Quatre."
"You're lucky that we're not in Tokyo." Trowa laughed, "If so, it would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack." Heero too found himself laughing. He never had this much fun before. But, it seemed like a piece of him was placed back into his heart. He seemed comfortable with Trowa. He seemed to be... different.
The plane had landed and the guests had departed. Heero and Trowa grabbed their luggages and began to walk. The first phone booth they crossed, they had stopped. Trowa pulled out the heavy, thick phone book that had all of Winnipeg's former residents. He scanned the 'W' section and finally found 'Winner'.
"He own's a garage?" Heero asked. He like Trowa was very surprised. "What in the world is he doing in a garage?"
"Must be something important."
Trowa pulled out a pen and a small notepad from his pocket. Heero had no clue that Trowa would have such objects in his pocket. Actually, he never thought of placing a pen and small notepad into his pockets before. But then again, he used to wear spandex shorts and a baggy mossy green tanktop that was tucked into his shorts. No pockets. Now, he wore baggy blue jeans that were held up with a black belt, just below his hips so you could see the top of his plaid boxers, and a tight white muscle shirt. He had gotten a tattoo when he turned eighteen. It was a weird design that circled his upper arm. It almost resembled a barbwire.
"Let's go."
All afternoon, Heero and Trowa walked through the streets, asking people about Quatre's garage. Most people didn't know about him, while others did.
"He's on the other end of the city. Take a bus or even a cab." One man said.
So it was then, Trowa and Heero dug out money for their trip across the city. Many girls giggled as they saw them. One of them even tried to talk to Heero, but instead he just ignored her. He wasn't here to find a girl. But, Trowa however just smiled and said a simple 'hi' and left them.
It just struck 12:00 PM when the two finally got off the bus. "It had to be downtown." Heero mumbled. Trowa just laughed. Heero was quite funny when he wasn't trying to be all sarcastic or even upset. Heero had a good heart, and Trowa knew that for a fact.
After walking for sometime through a maze of streets, trying not to get hit by any cars, Trowa and Heero finally managed to find the garage. It was the smallest building around. A great steel fence surrounded it.
"What do we do now?" Heero asked as they stood in front of the gate. Trowa was lost in thought.
"Climb over it." He said.
"Are you sure you're yourself?" Heero said, "You are so unpredictable lately."
Trowa laughed, "Now you know how we felt when we worked with you." Heero was taken aback. He never acutally thought about himself of how he acted or what he said. All he really cared for was to complete the mission and tackle the next. He too was a little suicidal, but now he just wanted to patch up his past and move on. Before he thought it was hopeless. He thought that if he died, he could find November and December once more and never leave November's side ever again.
His thoughts were interrupted by the rattling of the fence. Heero found Trowa on the other side. "Come on." Trowa persuaded. "It wasn't that hard."
A sudden alarm was triggered. Trowa looked around and Heero jumped over the fence. What was going on?
A girl with long faded red hair stepped out with a sniper and armor that hugged her skin. She looked around. Heero and Trowa had managed to hide before the doors opened. They never knew what was going to come out. After all, this was Quatre.
"Who's there?" Her voice echoed.
"It is I! Trowa Barton." Trowa had already given up his position. But why? Trowa was never like that. "And Heero Yuy." Heero slapped his forehead. 'You fool'
"Trowa... Barton..." The girl said slowly. "Heero... Yuy..." She paused, "You're Quatre's friends, aren't you? The gundam pilots that had freed earth's people and returned peace to the colonies?"
Trowa nodded.
"I'm Eden." She said, "I'm honored to meet you."
Three days have passed since Heero Yuy and Trowa Barton disappeared. Duo Maxwell was beginning to worry. They had not left any sign or note on where they headed off to. Wufei basically didn't care. He kept on telling Duo that it was okay. "Heero and Trowa probably have set off to find Quatre. Who knows, maybe they went because of something more."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Duo asked as he let himself plop down onto the red couch of Relena's home. Relena was off to a meeting and promised to help them when she got back. She too was worried, especially about Heero.
"I mean that we should let them be. Heero might be searching for something." Wufei was sitting in the black leather recline chair, all laid back. His eyes were closed and he was the most calm person Duo found present. It somewhat irritated him. How could Wufei just sit there and not worry about their friends? They could be in serious danger!
"What if something happens?"
"Well if someting did happen, I'm sure they'd contact us and call for backup," Wufei paused and opened his eyes. "I had a vision while I was meditating, Duo," He began to explain, "Heero is trying to patch something up. But he has to do it alone."
Duo pondered about the thought of Heero going out on his own, trying to fix something. "But then why did Trowa go?"
Wufei shrugged. "That alone is unknown."
"Whatever," Duo replied, "We've got to do something before they disappear for good." 'Or else Relena will have our heads assembled on plaques, hanging above her bed.' Duo thought to himself.
"This is some city."
Heero scanned the city from the plane's view. "Not as big as New York though," he said. "It's going to be impossible to find Quatre."
"You're lucky that we're not in Tokyo." Trowa laughed, "If so, it would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack." Heero too found himself laughing. He never had this much fun before. But, it seemed like a piece of him was placed back into his heart. He seemed comfortable with Trowa. He seemed to be... different.
The plane had landed and the guests had departed. Heero and Trowa grabbed their luggages and began to walk. The first phone booth they crossed, they had stopped. Trowa pulled out the heavy, thick phone book that had all of Winnipeg's former residents. He scanned the 'W' section and finally found 'Winner'.
"He own's a garage?" Heero asked. He like Trowa was very surprised. "What in the world is he doing in a garage?"
"Must be something important."
Trowa pulled out a pen and a small notepad from his pocket. Heero had no clue that Trowa would have such objects in his pocket. Actually, he never thought of placing a pen and small notepad into his pockets before. But then again, he used to wear spandex shorts and a baggy mossy green tanktop that was tucked into his shorts. No pockets. Now, he wore baggy blue jeans that were held up with a black belt, just below his hips so you could see the top of his plaid boxers, and a tight white muscle shirt. He had gotten a tattoo when he turned eighteen. It was a weird design that circled his upper arm. It almost resembled a barbwire.
"Let's go."
All afternoon, Heero and Trowa walked through the streets, asking people about Quatre's garage. Most people didn't know about him, while others did.
"He's on the other end of the city. Take a bus or even a cab." One man said.
So it was then, Trowa and Heero dug out money for their trip across the city. Many girls giggled as they saw them. One of them even tried to talk to Heero, but instead he just ignored her. He wasn't here to find a girl. But, Trowa however just smiled and said a simple 'hi' and left them.
It just struck 12:00 PM when the two finally got off the bus. "It had to be downtown." Heero mumbled. Trowa just laughed. Heero was quite funny when he wasn't trying to be all sarcastic or even upset. Heero had a good heart, and Trowa knew that for a fact.
After walking for sometime through a maze of streets, trying not to get hit by any cars, Trowa and Heero finally managed to find the garage. It was the smallest building around. A great steel fence surrounded it.
"What do we do now?" Heero asked as they stood in front of the gate. Trowa was lost in thought.
"Climb over it." He said.
"Are you sure you're yourself?" Heero said, "You are so unpredictable lately."
Trowa laughed, "Now you know how we felt when we worked with you." Heero was taken aback. He never acutally thought about himself of how he acted or what he said. All he really cared for was to complete the mission and tackle the next. He too was a little suicidal, but now he just wanted to patch up his past and move on. Before he thought it was hopeless. He thought that if he died, he could find November and December once more and never leave November's side ever again.
His thoughts were interrupted by the rattling of the fence. Heero found Trowa on the other side. "Come on." Trowa persuaded. "It wasn't that hard."
A sudden alarm was triggered. Trowa looked around and Heero jumped over the fence. What was going on?
A girl with long faded red hair stepped out with a sniper and armor that hugged her skin. She looked around. Heero and Trowa had managed to hide before the doors opened. They never knew what was going to come out. After all, this was Quatre.
"Who's there?" Her voice echoed.
"It is I! Trowa Barton." Trowa had already given up his position. But why? Trowa was never like that. "And Heero Yuy." Heero slapped his forehead. 'You fool'
"Trowa... Barton..." The girl said slowly. "Heero... Yuy..." She paused, "You're Quatre's friends, aren't you? The gundam pilots that had freed earth's people and returned peace to the colonies?"
Trowa nodded.
"I'm Eden." She said, "I'm honored to meet you."
