A/N: Okie dokie then... Here it is! Third chapter! Ya know, not like I've
been getting many reviews... AHEM... **hint hint** Not so sure how long
this is going to be, hehe... I don't know many things do I? @.@
Diclaimer: I don't own any Gundam Wing character or Gundam Wing itself. So you can't sue me.
chap. 3 ~ thirty-two guns in spandex
Trowa looked down at the still Heero. "You think he's tricking us?"
"Huh?" Duo looked up at Trowa, puzzled.
"You idiot, Trowa thinks that Heero may have slowed down his brain waves and heart rate to trick us into thinking that he's unconscious," Wufei snorted.
"Oh..."
"No... I think he's really out, besides, he had a lot of emotions swimming around in his mind for once, and I don't think he was fully concentrating, thank God..." Quatre put in.
Trowa nodded slowly, "We should probably disarm him, in case he wakes up."
He immediately went to work getting rid of the guns Heero was equipped with. In a matter of minutes, thirty-two guns, five knives, two scabbards, eight throwing knives, and something that looked suspiciously like a bomb were piled up in the hallway.
Duo looked at the large pile of guns and stared from Heero to the pile and asked, "How the hell did he fit thirty-two guns and counting in spandex? Oh, and there were two other guns too, 'cuz he was firing at us with those..."
"Drop it baka, now's not the time," Wufei spat impatiently.
Duo snorted and stuck his nose up.
Quatre had gone to work bandaging his own wound and stood up, "We should probably tie him up too, as a precaution."
A limp Heero was tied up and left to lie in the remaints of the dining hall.
Damn this is a whole lot of damage... The chandelier, the table, the china, the paintings, Quatre ticked off the damage Heero had caused and couldn't help but wonder how much in total Heero had done. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Heero blinked once, twice, three times before moaning in pain at the throb on the side of his head. What the hell happened...thought Heero drowsily. He looked up to see the other four Gundam pilots standing around him, with a variety of emotions expressed on each face. On Duo's face there was only confusion, Quatre's showed concern, Wufei's face was screwed up in utter anger (but then again, Wufei was always angry, and most of the time, wanted everyone dead), and Trowa's face was the same as always: blank.
Heero suddenly found himself bound at the arms and legs, his guns in a pile in the hallway, and faced his comrades, "What happened?"
Wufei apparently couldn't hold it in anymore and roared, "WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT HAPPENED?!! I WAS JUST GOING TO ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTION!!!"
Heero flinched, and images flashed through his mind as he slowly remembered, the gun..., the chandelier..., the bullets..... He winced in pain, both physical and mental, and sat up in a more comfortable position. "I..."
"YOU COME DOWN AND ACT LIKE A DUMBASS, SHOOTING AT EVERYONE AND BLAMING EVERYONE ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING WRONG IN YOUR LIFE. DON'T BE SO DAMN SELFISH HEERO, WE'VE GOT PROBLEMS TOO!" Wufei continued, undoubtfully on a roll, and wasn't going to stop until he was finished.
Quatre stopped Wufei and turned to Heero, saying quietly, "Are...you okay Heero? Maybe you should tell us...."
Heero suddenly noticed the blood stained bandage on Quatre's arm and whispered, "Did I...?"
Duo nodded and asked, "Did you mean what you did, Heero?"
I don't know, Heero thought to himself, Yes, now that I remember it, I was frustrated. Wufei and Duo are always fighting and they're never quiet, and inwardly, they do piss me off... What's scary is yes, in a way I did mean it when I turned on them and started shooting, but normally I would have more self-control over these emotions....
Heero glanced at his friends and said slowly, "Yes... - "
Everyone was taken aback by his response, and even Trowa raised his eyebrows at Heero's answer.
"-and no."
"Well that makes a hell of a lot of sense..." Duo muttered to himself.
"It certainly does... However, Heero seems fine right now, but we're just going to have to keep him tied up for now... Probably to a column in the entrance hallway or something," Trowa stated plainly.
Everyone nodded, even Heero, and four backs turned to leave him after tying him to a column. Duo, Trowa, and Wufei were leaving when Quatre looked back at Heero and walked over to him.
"Heero..."
"You shouldn't talk to me, not after what I did to you," Heero said in a monotone.
"No, it's okay, you're going through a lot right now... and I just wanted to say that," Quatre said quietly, and with that he turned to leave Heero to his thoughts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
The ruby red sun slowly set on the horizon, and the mockingbirds sang their sad song. Quatre gathered a small piece of bread and some soup in a disposable bowl to serve Heero. All this he put on a small tray and turned to walk into the entrance hall when all he saw was the rope they had used to tie Heero up with cut and left around the column he was supposed be at. Quatre was in shock and dropped the tray, running off to warn the other pilots of a madman on the loose.
"SHIT.... I knew we should have killed him when we had the chance," Wufei muttered in rage.
"Uh, Fei Fei? Let me remind you that it was you that insisted we take Heero down without any weapons and what was all that crap about Heero being our friend? HUH?" Duo poked fun at Wufei, trying to lighten up the situation.
"Shut up for a minute," Trowa said impatiently and paced the hallway. This was obviously the first time everyone had been in this kind of situation, and no one had the solution to it.
"OOooo, that's a lot coming from silent Trowa...," Duo said ignoring Trowa's suggestion for quiet, "How do you think he got away? I mean, we disarmed him didn't we?"
"You are the stupidest person on the face of the universe... He probably had a knife Trowa missed," Wufei snorted.
"I bet it was in his hair... It's so big and bushy you can hide anything in it..." Duo mumbled to himself.
"Where do you think he is?" Quatre asked, "I mean, he's not in the mansion, otherwise he'd be shooting like crazy."
Trowa nodded.
"He could be anywhere by now... Who knows how long he's been gone? Heero's the fastest one here and he can run anywhere he wants wtihout assisstance," Wufei commented slowly.
Trowa nodded.
"It's pretty late guys, maybe something will come to us in the morning, we can only trust Heero's not going to kill anyone to get where ever he's going, let's just pray that no one will put up a fight with him, and..." Quatre suggested.
Trowa nodded.
"Trowa, can you say anything?! Just nodding is driving me nuts," Duo rambled.
"Well, I agree with Quatre, maybe something will come to us, and let's hope he doesn't murder anyone."
The four tired pilots fought their way to their rooms and bed.
Under the covers of his bed, Duo suddenly remembered Wufei's words come back to him, "...you know Heero's having a hard time since Relena broke up with him. Leave him alone, he needs some time to think about this. HARD thinking. And don't try to ask him if he's okay, you know he doesn't easily share his feelings with everyone else...."
Duo sat up in bed and ran down the hallways, barefeet stomping on the blood red carpet, into Wufei's pitch-black room, and yelled, "Heero's gone after Relena!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: **GASP** hehe, R&R! (And I mean it, come on guys, I feel real sad that I'm not getting any reviews here...)
Diclaimer: I don't own any Gundam Wing character or Gundam Wing itself. So you can't sue me.
chap. 3 ~ thirty-two guns in spandex
Trowa looked down at the still Heero. "You think he's tricking us?"
"Huh?" Duo looked up at Trowa, puzzled.
"You idiot, Trowa thinks that Heero may have slowed down his brain waves and heart rate to trick us into thinking that he's unconscious," Wufei snorted.
"Oh..."
"No... I think he's really out, besides, he had a lot of emotions swimming around in his mind for once, and I don't think he was fully concentrating, thank God..." Quatre put in.
Trowa nodded slowly, "We should probably disarm him, in case he wakes up."
He immediately went to work getting rid of the guns Heero was equipped with. In a matter of minutes, thirty-two guns, five knives, two scabbards, eight throwing knives, and something that looked suspiciously like a bomb were piled up in the hallway.
Duo looked at the large pile of guns and stared from Heero to the pile and asked, "How the hell did he fit thirty-two guns and counting in spandex? Oh, and there were two other guns too, 'cuz he was firing at us with those..."
"Drop it baka, now's not the time," Wufei spat impatiently.
Duo snorted and stuck his nose up.
Quatre had gone to work bandaging his own wound and stood up, "We should probably tie him up too, as a precaution."
A limp Heero was tied up and left to lie in the remaints of the dining hall.
Damn this is a whole lot of damage... The chandelier, the table, the china, the paintings, Quatre ticked off the damage Heero had caused and couldn't help but wonder how much in total Heero had done. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
Heero blinked once, twice, three times before moaning in pain at the throb on the side of his head. What the hell happened...thought Heero drowsily. He looked up to see the other four Gundam pilots standing around him, with a variety of emotions expressed on each face. On Duo's face there was only confusion, Quatre's showed concern, Wufei's face was screwed up in utter anger (but then again, Wufei was always angry, and most of the time, wanted everyone dead), and Trowa's face was the same as always: blank.
Heero suddenly found himself bound at the arms and legs, his guns in a pile in the hallway, and faced his comrades, "What happened?"
Wufei apparently couldn't hold it in anymore and roared, "WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT HAPPENED?!! I WAS JUST GOING TO ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTION!!!"
Heero flinched, and images flashed through his mind as he slowly remembered, the gun..., the chandelier..., the bullets..... He winced in pain, both physical and mental, and sat up in a more comfortable position. "I..."
"YOU COME DOWN AND ACT LIKE A DUMBASS, SHOOTING AT EVERYONE AND BLAMING EVERYONE ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING WRONG IN YOUR LIFE. DON'T BE SO DAMN SELFISH HEERO, WE'VE GOT PROBLEMS TOO!" Wufei continued, undoubtfully on a roll, and wasn't going to stop until he was finished.
Quatre stopped Wufei and turned to Heero, saying quietly, "Are...you okay Heero? Maybe you should tell us...."
Heero suddenly noticed the blood stained bandage on Quatre's arm and whispered, "Did I...?"
Duo nodded and asked, "Did you mean what you did, Heero?"
I don't know, Heero thought to himself, Yes, now that I remember it, I was frustrated. Wufei and Duo are always fighting and they're never quiet, and inwardly, they do piss me off... What's scary is yes, in a way I did mean it when I turned on them and started shooting, but normally I would have more self-control over these emotions....
Heero glanced at his friends and said slowly, "Yes... - "
Everyone was taken aback by his response, and even Trowa raised his eyebrows at Heero's answer.
"-and no."
"Well that makes a hell of a lot of sense..." Duo muttered to himself.
"It certainly does... However, Heero seems fine right now, but we're just going to have to keep him tied up for now... Probably to a column in the entrance hallway or something," Trowa stated plainly.
Everyone nodded, even Heero, and four backs turned to leave him after tying him to a column. Duo, Trowa, and Wufei were leaving when Quatre looked back at Heero and walked over to him.
"Heero..."
"You shouldn't talk to me, not after what I did to you," Heero said in a monotone.
"No, it's okay, you're going through a lot right now... and I just wanted to say that," Quatre said quietly, and with that he turned to leave Heero to his thoughts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~
The ruby red sun slowly set on the horizon, and the mockingbirds sang their sad song. Quatre gathered a small piece of bread and some soup in a disposable bowl to serve Heero. All this he put on a small tray and turned to walk into the entrance hall when all he saw was the rope they had used to tie Heero up with cut and left around the column he was supposed be at. Quatre was in shock and dropped the tray, running off to warn the other pilots of a madman on the loose.
"SHIT.... I knew we should have killed him when we had the chance," Wufei muttered in rage.
"Uh, Fei Fei? Let me remind you that it was you that insisted we take Heero down without any weapons and what was all that crap about Heero being our friend? HUH?" Duo poked fun at Wufei, trying to lighten up the situation.
"Shut up for a minute," Trowa said impatiently and paced the hallway. This was obviously the first time everyone had been in this kind of situation, and no one had the solution to it.
"OOooo, that's a lot coming from silent Trowa...," Duo said ignoring Trowa's suggestion for quiet, "How do you think he got away? I mean, we disarmed him didn't we?"
"You are the stupidest person on the face of the universe... He probably had a knife Trowa missed," Wufei snorted.
"I bet it was in his hair... It's so big and bushy you can hide anything in it..." Duo mumbled to himself.
"Where do you think he is?" Quatre asked, "I mean, he's not in the mansion, otherwise he'd be shooting like crazy."
Trowa nodded.
"He could be anywhere by now... Who knows how long he's been gone? Heero's the fastest one here and he can run anywhere he wants wtihout assisstance," Wufei commented slowly.
Trowa nodded.
"It's pretty late guys, maybe something will come to us in the morning, we can only trust Heero's not going to kill anyone to get where ever he's going, let's just pray that no one will put up a fight with him, and..." Quatre suggested.
Trowa nodded.
"Trowa, can you say anything?! Just nodding is driving me nuts," Duo rambled.
"Well, I agree with Quatre, maybe something will come to us, and let's hope he doesn't murder anyone."
The four tired pilots fought their way to their rooms and bed.
Under the covers of his bed, Duo suddenly remembered Wufei's words come back to him, "...you know Heero's having a hard time since Relena broke up with him. Leave him alone, he needs some time to think about this. HARD thinking. And don't try to ask him if he's okay, you know he doesn't easily share his feelings with everyone else...."
Duo sat up in bed and ran down the hallways, barefeet stomping on the blood red carpet, into Wufei's pitch-black room, and yelled, "Heero's gone after Relena!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: **GASP** hehe, R&R! (And I mean it, come on guys, I feel real sad that I'm not getting any reviews here...)