Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the story idea. Got it, no stealing it!
Pairing: 1x3, duh! Hinting of past 1xAnna
Author's Note: Okay people. I know that I haven't updated in a LONG time, but I have valid reasons. First off, I'm in the middle of a stupid term paper, second off, my stupid IDIOTIC computer died and I couldn't update. And last, I just got back from Europe and do you know that you have to PAY to use the Internet there. Like $30 a DAY! So yeah, I'm back and I hope your not to mad at me. Anyway, here's the fic:
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Chapter Twelve
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He'd been on the ship for a week now. A whole week and he hadn't really seen
Heero much. A leak had occurred somewhere in the hull and they had stopped on a small island for repairs. Heero stayed on the ship, fixing the ship while the rest of the crew and Trowa had stayed on land. They had pitched tents along the shore and each had their own jobs.
Trowa was lucky, he had his own tent, others had to share, the most were three to a tent. During the day they cut wood and made nails so that Heero could repair the leak (he didn't like other people working on his ship) or they searched for plants to serve with food.
Anna mainly stayed away from Trowa during these days, braiding ropes together
to make them stronger or ordering the crew around. He stayed away from her, wandering the shoreline or swimming in the cove they had docked in. He'd already walked twice around the island tonight, it was only about five miles around.
The night was getting cold and he saw that the crew had built a fire and most if
not all of them were sitting around it. Some of the men were smoking pipes and they
were talking quietly with each other. He saw a woman break away from the group and head up the gangplank to the deck where a figure stood surveying everything.
He blew on his hands and walked past the crew, most of them had begun to
tolerate him a little more though some of them still treated him the same as when he had first arrived. He walked over to the gangplank and began to climb up. 'Why am I going up here?' he asked himself silently.
'Because your bored. And you want to see Heero,' a voice told him.
He sighed ignoring it as it chided him repeatedly about how he was to attached to the pirate captain and he was just going to get himself hurt. He didn't need to hear it from some voice in his head, he'd already thought about it a hundred times.
He reached the deck and walked slowly towards the main cabin but paused as a
low growl came from in front of him. The moon was just bright enough for him to see
Hope, one of Heero's dogs laying in front of him. Heero had three dogs: Hope, the
Golden retriever; Faith, the white Husky; and Lance, the German shepherd. Trowa knew that Lance was by the fire but where Faith was he could only guess by Heero.
He froze as he saw Hope's teeth show and a white, silky object moving slowly
towards him from the open cabin door. It was then that he realized that the cabin door was open and light streamed out onto the deck. There was someone sitting just outside the door and Trowa assumed that it was Heero since both Hope and Faith were around him.
He was about to say something when Anna appeared across from him. "Captain," she murmured softly. Hope got to her feet, her hair stood up and her head lowered as Anna approached. Heero looked up and put a gentle hand on Hope's head. Instantly she lowered herself down next to him and Faith went to his other side.
"What is it Anna? Is something wrong?" Heero asked, looking up at her from his
position on the ground.
"No sir. I just thought I'd come check on you and-" she broke off and Trowa
could see that her eyes were roaming the deck for eavesdroppers. Trowa quickly backed away, pressing his back against the wall. Why was he staying? Because he wanted to talk to Heero.
"What Anna?" Heero asked as he stood, looking at her.
"Sir, I think that Trowa is trouble. I don't think he was a slave but part of the
crew. I believe that your making a mistake, taking him with you, us. Why don't we leave him here? It's land like you promised him. Before Duo came along, you would have done that in a flash! And this, this Trowa how do we know that he is what he says he is?" Anna demanded.
"Because I trust him Anna. Because I trust him," Heero murmured. Trowa smiled softly to himself. 'At least someone trusts me,' he thought to himself.
"You've known me for six years and you don't trust me? What does that tell me
Heero? Answer me that, what does it tell me?" Anna cried. She turned her face away from him and Heero got the feeling that she was crying.
"Anna..." he sighed.
"Does my opinion matter so little to you that you would disregard it even when all
evidence points to it? Why is it that he is the only slave that lived Heero? How is it that he found you? Why did Duo let him go if he was a slave? Answer me Heero! Answer me!" Heero looked down at the two dogs. It was true, all the evidence did point out that Trowa was a spy or whatever Anna was insinuating that he was. "You don't have an answer do you Heero? Why is that? Is it because you deny that you were deceived, or because you are so utterly infatuated with him that you are blind to the truth?"
"Stop it Anna."
"Face it Heero. Your losing your touch and pretty soon someone will take your
place as captain. Is that what you want? You told me once that you loved me and that you would always trust my judgment. Why do you turn from your promise now? What's wrong with you?"
"Anna, as your commanding officer I order you to stop it and leave me alone. Is
that clear?"
"Yes sir. Crystal." Anna turned and left, going down to the fire. Heero swallowed and sank to the ground, wrapping his arms around Faith and burying his face in her silky fur. Hope whined and nuzzled his cheek before laying down next to him.
Pairing: 1x3, duh! Hinting of past 1xAnna
Author's Note: Okay people. I know that I haven't updated in a LONG time, but I have valid reasons. First off, I'm in the middle of a stupid term paper, second off, my stupid IDIOTIC computer died and I couldn't update. And last, I just got back from Europe and do you know that you have to PAY to use the Internet there. Like $30 a DAY! So yeah, I'm back and I hope your not to mad at me. Anyway, here's the fic:
' ' thoughts
" " spoken
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Chapter Twelve
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He'd been on the ship for a week now. A whole week and he hadn't really seen
Heero much. A leak had occurred somewhere in the hull and they had stopped on a small island for repairs. Heero stayed on the ship, fixing the ship while the rest of the crew and Trowa had stayed on land. They had pitched tents along the shore and each had their own jobs.
Trowa was lucky, he had his own tent, others had to share, the most were three to a tent. During the day they cut wood and made nails so that Heero could repair the leak (he didn't like other people working on his ship) or they searched for plants to serve with food.
Anna mainly stayed away from Trowa during these days, braiding ropes together
to make them stronger or ordering the crew around. He stayed away from her, wandering the shoreline or swimming in the cove they had docked in. He'd already walked twice around the island tonight, it was only about five miles around.
The night was getting cold and he saw that the crew had built a fire and most if
not all of them were sitting around it. Some of the men were smoking pipes and they
were talking quietly with each other. He saw a woman break away from the group and head up the gangplank to the deck where a figure stood surveying everything.
He blew on his hands and walked past the crew, most of them had begun to
tolerate him a little more though some of them still treated him the same as when he had first arrived. He walked over to the gangplank and began to climb up. 'Why am I going up here?' he asked himself silently.
'Because your bored. And you want to see Heero,' a voice told him.
He sighed ignoring it as it chided him repeatedly about how he was to attached to the pirate captain and he was just going to get himself hurt. He didn't need to hear it from some voice in his head, he'd already thought about it a hundred times.
He reached the deck and walked slowly towards the main cabin but paused as a
low growl came from in front of him. The moon was just bright enough for him to see
Hope, one of Heero's dogs laying in front of him. Heero had three dogs: Hope, the
Golden retriever; Faith, the white Husky; and Lance, the German shepherd. Trowa knew that Lance was by the fire but where Faith was he could only guess by Heero.
He froze as he saw Hope's teeth show and a white, silky object moving slowly
towards him from the open cabin door. It was then that he realized that the cabin door was open and light streamed out onto the deck. There was someone sitting just outside the door and Trowa assumed that it was Heero since both Hope and Faith were around him.
He was about to say something when Anna appeared across from him. "Captain," she murmured softly. Hope got to her feet, her hair stood up and her head lowered as Anna approached. Heero looked up and put a gentle hand on Hope's head. Instantly she lowered herself down next to him and Faith went to his other side.
"What is it Anna? Is something wrong?" Heero asked, looking up at her from his
position on the ground.
"No sir. I just thought I'd come check on you and-" she broke off and Trowa
could see that her eyes were roaming the deck for eavesdroppers. Trowa quickly backed away, pressing his back against the wall. Why was he staying? Because he wanted to talk to Heero.
"What Anna?" Heero asked as he stood, looking at her.
"Sir, I think that Trowa is trouble. I don't think he was a slave but part of the
crew. I believe that your making a mistake, taking him with you, us. Why don't we leave him here? It's land like you promised him. Before Duo came along, you would have done that in a flash! And this, this Trowa how do we know that he is what he says he is?" Anna demanded.
"Because I trust him Anna. Because I trust him," Heero murmured. Trowa smiled softly to himself. 'At least someone trusts me,' he thought to himself.
"You've known me for six years and you don't trust me? What does that tell me
Heero? Answer me that, what does it tell me?" Anna cried. She turned her face away from him and Heero got the feeling that she was crying.
"Anna..." he sighed.
"Does my opinion matter so little to you that you would disregard it even when all
evidence points to it? Why is it that he is the only slave that lived Heero? How is it that he found you? Why did Duo let him go if he was a slave? Answer me Heero! Answer me!" Heero looked down at the two dogs. It was true, all the evidence did point out that Trowa was a spy or whatever Anna was insinuating that he was. "You don't have an answer do you Heero? Why is that? Is it because you deny that you were deceived, or because you are so utterly infatuated with him that you are blind to the truth?"
"Stop it Anna."
"Face it Heero. Your losing your touch and pretty soon someone will take your
place as captain. Is that what you want? You told me once that you loved me and that you would always trust my judgment. Why do you turn from your promise now? What's wrong with you?"
"Anna, as your commanding officer I order you to stop it and leave me alone. Is
that clear?"
"Yes sir. Crystal." Anna turned and left, going down to the fire. Heero swallowed and sank to the ground, wrapping his arms around Faith and burying his face in her silky fur. Hope whined and nuzzled his cheek before laying down next to him.