Part three is also now up as well. See the thing is I have most of the
story with me here at home, but the rest is at school, so you might have to
wait a bit before the entire story is actually up entirely.
Warnings: Shootings, cussing, chasing, blood, Oz soldiers, wheel chairs,
craziness all over.well not really but it sounds good doesn't!? Hope you
enjoy
Disclaimers: Don't sue me, I don't own anything and I am poor!
From the Florists With Love
After all the girls had cleared out, Aya and the others sat down to discuss the issue at hand. "I think we should have tracked them." Ken said folding his
arms. "No, they would have noticed. They knew we were trailing them through the flower shop." Aya replied not looking up. "They said the flowers were for a friend.someone in the hospital, and since there is only one I say we scope it out tomorrow first thing in the morning." Omi stated; his eyes fixed on the floor, "We can split up and check out each floor." He glanced at the others, his wide eyes meeting with each of his comrades. "Omi with the plan. I think ya got something here." Yoji smiled at the 17 year old. "So tomorrow morning then?" Ken asked as he unfolded his arms. "No, tonight. If they were on to us here, than they will be getting ready to move to another location, we spooked them. If we leave now there is a better chance of us catching up to them."
Heero looked at Duo intently. "I know, but this place is crawling with security. We need a distraction or five to do it. And I don't have my usual fireworks on me." The American sighed, sitting back down next to the bed, he took one small pink hand and held it softly. Heero stood behind him and looked heart brokenly at him. Duo continued to blame himself for Quatre's injury. He brought him to the hospital in hopes of escaping for a while, at least until Quatre got better. Heero watched as Duo dragged a black clad arm across his eyes. Finally Heero's emotions got the better of him, and he pulled Duo into an embrace. "You got him out, he's still alive, and he will be okay Duo. But if we don't get out of here, we're all going to be in trouble." His soft words penetrated Duo's mind. He could feel it as well, knew that something was going to happen if they stayed a minute longer. "I know, I know. I got really weird vibes from those florists." Duo said choking back the rest of his tears, and suddenly a small smirk appeared. "Do you think they're assassins?" Duo forced out a full Maxwell grin, and a dry laugh. Heero looked at him funny, and shook his head. "Hn, baka! Only you would think of something like that." Heero said as he hugged him tighter before releasing him. "Where did Wufei and Trowa go?" His eyes moving back to the prone form on the bed. "They went for food.I told them not to eat the slop here, they'd be better off fighting OZ then eating the shit they serve here. But they went anyway, they should be back by now though." His eyes dropped to the hand in his. Outside he heard footfalls. Heero was already one step ahead of him; he slipped behind the door and pulled out his gun. Duo sat there motionless, waiting to give Heero the signal to open fire. Slowly the door opened, and Trowa's slender form slipped in followed by Wufei. Duo smiled and Heero slid out from his position. Trowa instantly felt the worries and concerns of his fellow pilots. "Time to move him?" Trowa asked quietly, and Heero nodded in response. "We can't though! Not yet at least. We have no where to bring him for the medical attention he needs." Wufei cut in. "As much as I want to get Quatre the hell out of here, we can't." Wufei's black eyes hid behind their lids. "Sally still hasn't called back yet, which means she still might be on the battle field. Without her private care we're better off staying here, there is nothing we can do." He crossed over to Duo's side. "It's still not safe for him here though." Duo argued. "I think that as long as one of us remains here with him its okay." Trowa interrupted the fight before it could start. Heero nodded silently at Trowa's idea. "For now it's the only thing we can do." His cobalt eyes watched both Duo and Wufei to make sure that nothing more would arise out of either of them. "However, I think we should get rid of the flowers." Heero said in a strange tone while looking at the plants placed neatly around the room. "We can keep the African Violets, but the rest have to go. We can put them in other patient's rooms." His unruly hair swept into his eyes. Trowa looked at the roses. "We're keeping these too though. They're Quatre's favorite, he always loved receiving roses." Trowa traced a finger on the curve of the motionless Arab's jaw line. "Okay then, Duo you take some to the Children's Ward. Wufei you get the bouquet and take one or two of these Bachelor plants or whatever they're called, and find a good place for them. Trowa, you stay here for now, we'll be back." The three took what they needed and left the two alone. Trowa grabbed the roses and placed them out of sight incase anyone decided to pay an unexpected visit. Leaning close to his lover, he placed a kiss to Quatre's delicate lips.
Tbc.
From the Florists With Love
After all the girls had cleared out, Aya and the others sat down to discuss the issue at hand. "I think we should have tracked them." Ken said folding his
arms. "No, they would have noticed. They knew we were trailing them through the flower shop." Aya replied not looking up. "They said the flowers were for a friend.someone in the hospital, and since there is only one I say we scope it out tomorrow first thing in the morning." Omi stated; his eyes fixed on the floor, "We can split up and check out each floor." He glanced at the others, his wide eyes meeting with each of his comrades. "Omi with the plan. I think ya got something here." Yoji smiled at the 17 year old. "So tomorrow morning then?" Ken asked as he unfolded his arms. "No, tonight. If they were on to us here, than they will be getting ready to move to another location, we spooked them. If we leave now there is a better chance of us catching up to them."
Heero looked at Duo intently. "I know, but this place is crawling with security. We need a distraction or five to do it. And I don't have my usual fireworks on me." The American sighed, sitting back down next to the bed, he took one small pink hand and held it softly. Heero stood behind him and looked heart brokenly at him. Duo continued to blame himself for Quatre's injury. He brought him to the hospital in hopes of escaping for a while, at least until Quatre got better. Heero watched as Duo dragged a black clad arm across his eyes. Finally Heero's emotions got the better of him, and he pulled Duo into an embrace. "You got him out, he's still alive, and he will be okay Duo. But if we don't get out of here, we're all going to be in trouble." His soft words penetrated Duo's mind. He could feel it as well, knew that something was going to happen if they stayed a minute longer. "I know, I know. I got really weird vibes from those florists." Duo said choking back the rest of his tears, and suddenly a small smirk appeared. "Do you think they're assassins?" Duo forced out a full Maxwell grin, and a dry laugh. Heero looked at him funny, and shook his head. "Hn, baka! Only you would think of something like that." Heero said as he hugged him tighter before releasing him. "Where did Wufei and Trowa go?" His eyes moving back to the prone form on the bed. "They went for food.I told them not to eat the slop here, they'd be better off fighting OZ then eating the shit they serve here. But they went anyway, they should be back by now though." His eyes dropped to the hand in his. Outside he heard footfalls. Heero was already one step ahead of him; he slipped behind the door and pulled out his gun. Duo sat there motionless, waiting to give Heero the signal to open fire. Slowly the door opened, and Trowa's slender form slipped in followed by Wufei. Duo smiled and Heero slid out from his position. Trowa instantly felt the worries and concerns of his fellow pilots. "Time to move him?" Trowa asked quietly, and Heero nodded in response. "We can't though! Not yet at least. We have no where to bring him for the medical attention he needs." Wufei cut in. "As much as I want to get Quatre the hell out of here, we can't." Wufei's black eyes hid behind their lids. "Sally still hasn't called back yet, which means she still might be on the battle field. Without her private care we're better off staying here, there is nothing we can do." He crossed over to Duo's side. "It's still not safe for him here though." Duo argued. "I think that as long as one of us remains here with him its okay." Trowa interrupted the fight before it could start. Heero nodded silently at Trowa's idea. "For now it's the only thing we can do." His cobalt eyes watched both Duo and Wufei to make sure that nothing more would arise out of either of them. "However, I think we should get rid of the flowers." Heero said in a strange tone while looking at the plants placed neatly around the room. "We can keep the African Violets, but the rest have to go. We can put them in other patient's rooms." His unruly hair swept into his eyes. Trowa looked at the roses. "We're keeping these too though. They're Quatre's favorite, he always loved receiving roses." Trowa traced a finger on the curve of the motionless Arab's jaw line. "Okay then, Duo you take some to the Children's Ward. Wufei you get the bouquet and take one or two of these Bachelor plants or whatever they're called, and find a good place for them. Trowa, you stay here for now, we'll be back." The three took what they needed and left the two alone. Trowa grabbed the roses and placed them out of sight incase anyone decided to pay an unexpected visit. Leaning close to his lover, he placed a kiss to Quatre's delicate lips.
Tbc.