Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Those meanies who won't sell it to me at Bandai do!
Pairing: 1x3
Author's Note: I'm so glad that you guys like my fic! It makes me feel all warm and
fuzzy inside and want to keep poting new chapters! So keep reviewing and you'll get a new chapter!
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Chapter Seven pt. 2
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Heero led Trowa up the stairs and across the deck, dodging swords, daggers, cannons, bullets, and anything else that was being thrown about. Even in the fray he seemed to know where he was going and in a few minutes they reached a gangplank that led to his ship. Heero stepped up on the wood and then looked down at Trowa. His eyes passed briefly over Trowa's bloodied hands and the wood fragments mixed in the blood. He nodded to himself and then met those startling emerald eyes of Trowa's. Those startling and unnerving eyes of Trowa's. "Can you cross this easily?" he demanded.
"Yes," Trowa answered. Heero nodded and then proceeded to walk it's length and jumped nimbly down on the other ship. He turned and watched as Trowa followed quickly and landed next to him, taking in his new surroundings. Heero watched Trowa's eyes dart over every detail of the ship. Pausing on a few things here and there before finally resting back on Heero. Heero spied Anna fighting on another gangplank and made his way over to her.
"Anna." She threw the other pirate off the gangplank and jumped down, looking at Heero expectantly. "I have someone for you to watch over while I make sure Duo is dead."
She looked at Trowa and her eyes narrowed considerably. "Heero, I do not recomend you leaving him here on your ship. He could be a spy," Anna stated.
"That's why you'll be looking over him. Undrstand?"
"But Sir! Look, you're sticking your neck out for him. He's nothing but a worthless slave. We could just kill him and be done with it!" Anna exclaimed angrily. Heero glared and with a fluid motion pulled a dagger swiftly out of his boot, holding it to her throat.
"A worthless slave? Well, you're a worthless pirate but I'm not throwing you
overboard am I? You will follow my orders and not second-guess me. Is that clear?" he demanded. Ahe nodded once, carefully avoiding the blade and he replaced the dagger.
Heero turned and walked back to Trowa, Anna following him. Trowa took a step
back, pressing himself against the nearest high wall behind him. Heero stopped by the plank they had used to board and motioned for Trowa to approach. Trowa hesitated, eyeing Anna uncertainly. Heero caught it and a smirk flitted across his mouth.
"It's alright Trowa. This is Anna, she's one of my most trusted comrades. She
will be watching over you until I return. No, she's not going to baby-sit you, but she is going to tend to those wounds-" Anna made a sound of disagreement and Heero turned, glaring at her.
"Sir, I would serve you better if I fought alongside you, not watched over your
prisoner," she stated.
Heero spun on her again. "Anna, if you do not agree to do this, I shall throw you overboard. Now, you are to watch over Trowa, and if the blood sickens you to much, don't bother yourself tending to him. I shall do that when I get back. You are, however, obliged to make sure he doesn't get his head blown off. That he doesn't blow someone else's head off, and that he doesn't fall - or jump - overboard. Do you understand me?" he demanded.
"Yes captain," she replied stiffly.
"Good. I shall see to you soon Trowa, meanwhile make yourself comfortable," Heero said, turning back to Trowa. He moved forward, clasping Trowa's shoulder with a hand and leaned forward until his lips were almost against trowa's ear. "Don't let her scare you. If she goes against any one of my orders, tell me and I'll see to her punishment," he whispered in Trowa's ear. Trowa nodded, and seemed uncertain about Heero's actions.
Heero smirked again to himself. He backed away and then crossed the plank, disappearing in the clash of metal and haze of gunsmoke. He was going to enjoy having Trowa around...
Pairing: 1x3
Author's Note: I'm so glad that you guys like my fic! It makes me feel all warm and
fuzzy inside and want to keep poting new chapters! So keep reviewing and you'll get a new chapter!
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Chapter Seven pt. 2
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Heero led Trowa up the stairs and across the deck, dodging swords, daggers, cannons, bullets, and anything else that was being thrown about. Even in the fray he seemed to know where he was going and in a few minutes they reached a gangplank that led to his ship. Heero stepped up on the wood and then looked down at Trowa. His eyes passed briefly over Trowa's bloodied hands and the wood fragments mixed in the blood. He nodded to himself and then met those startling emerald eyes of Trowa's. Those startling and unnerving eyes of Trowa's. "Can you cross this easily?" he demanded.
"Yes," Trowa answered. Heero nodded and then proceeded to walk it's length and jumped nimbly down on the other ship. He turned and watched as Trowa followed quickly and landed next to him, taking in his new surroundings. Heero watched Trowa's eyes dart over every detail of the ship. Pausing on a few things here and there before finally resting back on Heero. Heero spied Anna fighting on another gangplank and made his way over to her.
"Anna." She threw the other pirate off the gangplank and jumped down, looking at Heero expectantly. "I have someone for you to watch over while I make sure Duo is dead."
She looked at Trowa and her eyes narrowed considerably. "Heero, I do not recomend you leaving him here on your ship. He could be a spy," Anna stated.
"That's why you'll be looking over him. Undrstand?"
"But Sir! Look, you're sticking your neck out for him. He's nothing but a worthless slave. We could just kill him and be done with it!" Anna exclaimed angrily. Heero glared and with a fluid motion pulled a dagger swiftly out of his boot, holding it to her throat.
"A worthless slave? Well, you're a worthless pirate but I'm not throwing you
overboard am I? You will follow my orders and not second-guess me. Is that clear?" he demanded. Ahe nodded once, carefully avoiding the blade and he replaced the dagger.
Heero turned and walked back to Trowa, Anna following him. Trowa took a step
back, pressing himself against the nearest high wall behind him. Heero stopped by the plank they had used to board and motioned for Trowa to approach. Trowa hesitated, eyeing Anna uncertainly. Heero caught it and a smirk flitted across his mouth.
"It's alright Trowa. This is Anna, she's one of my most trusted comrades. She
will be watching over you until I return. No, she's not going to baby-sit you, but she is going to tend to those wounds-" Anna made a sound of disagreement and Heero turned, glaring at her.
"Sir, I would serve you better if I fought alongside you, not watched over your
prisoner," she stated.
Heero spun on her again. "Anna, if you do not agree to do this, I shall throw you overboard. Now, you are to watch over Trowa, and if the blood sickens you to much, don't bother yourself tending to him. I shall do that when I get back. You are, however, obliged to make sure he doesn't get his head blown off. That he doesn't blow someone else's head off, and that he doesn't fall - or jump - overboard. Do you understand me?" he demanded.
"Yes captain," she replied stiffly.
"Good. I shall see to you soon Trowa, meanwhile make yourself comfortable," Heero said, turning back to Trowa. He moved forward, clasping Trowa's shoulder with a hand and leaned forward until his lips were almost against trowa's ear. "Don't let her scare you. If she goes against any one of my orders, tell me and I'll see to her punishment," he whispered in Trowa's ear. Trowa nodded, and seemed uncertain about Heero's actions.
Heero smirked again to himself. He backed away and then crossed the plank, disappearing in the clash of metal and haze of gunsmoke. He was going to enjoy having Trowa around...