The Unknown Reflection
By Ai
Chapter 7 "Heero!" Everyone rushed over to where he was standing. Duo automatically gave him a pat on the back…actually, more like a slap in the back. "Welcome home, buddy!" Duo exclaimed cheerfully.
"D...Duo." Heero answered quietly.
"Is everything okay?" Quatre asked, noticing the slight stumble of words.
"…Hn." Heero answered so Quatre shrugged it off. He must have been very stressed these few days…failing a big mission was pretty stressful. A stutter was expected, but Heero seemed to be back to his old self: answering only with 'hn'.
"So what happened down there?" Wufei got straight to the point. Heero simply chose to ignore the question. Wufei thought with slight amusement. "Maybe Heero would like some rest after his long trip." A voice suggested. It was Relena and it was the first time she spoke since Heero's arrival. She stepped forward and gave Heero a look of concern. He looked back at her and their eyes caught each other. "…Relena…" "Well then, let's go!" Duo announced before starting his way towards the parking lot. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* "Why didn't you notify me, Yuy?" Lady Une fought to control her temper.
"No time." Heero answered coldly.
"I am your commander and I will make the appropriate decisions. I will decide whether there is enough time. Your job is to report everything to me." Lady Une snapped.
"My instincts told me that I had to do what I did." Heero argued stubbornly.
Lady Une sighed. She was very annoyed at what Heero had to report.
"You had five full minutes!"
"That's right, I had five damn minutes." Heero replied sarcastically.
"Fine, about the attack. I cannot believe that you had no ability to protect the jet!"
"It was ten against one."
"You've had more against you before! You're one of our most trusted agents!"
"I'm no superman. I tried. I had no time, no preparation, no plan!"
"You're dismissed. Take a break, Yuy."
"Yes, ma'am." And Heero gave a stiff salute.
"By the way, the Domotos would like a personal explanation. You will meet them tomorrow morning."
Heero froze.
"Understood?" Lady Une questioned.
With a curt nod as an answer, Heero exited the Colonel's office.' "So how was it with Une?" Duo asked. All four of the pilots were waiting for Heero outside of the office. Heero gave shot a cold death glare at Duo and pressed forward. "Ouch." Duo cringed.
"So did you try your charms on Une or did you just ignore her like you did me?" Duo asked, eager for some verbal response.
Again, he received another chilling death glare.
"What do you plan to say to the Domotos tomorrow morning?" Quatre asked gently.
"I don't know." Heero replied, speaking for the first time since his visit with Une.
"I'm sure they'll understand. They're very understanding and compassionate people." Quatre tried to sound comforting.
"Hn."
"You don't give a damn, do you?" Duo asked.
"Shut up." Heero ordered with a strong tone.
"Fine, be that way." Duo exclaimed.
Wufei was enjoying the warfare waging between Heero and Duo. He liked to keep quiet and observe the amusing scenes.
"Oh wipe that smug look off your face and be a man, help your friend." Duo teased.
"Excuse me?" Wufei asked coldly.
"I said, stop acting all smug, Wufie." Duo yelled.
"Ugh…injustice!" Wufei exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration.
Heero shook his head. A fight between Duo and Wufei was amusing, but right now, he had no time to think about such things. He could feel that something big was coming up, some real big and deadly. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* The screen was the only lighted thing in the room. His fingers flew over the keyboard. Suddenly, there was an incoming call. "What do you want?" He spoke into the receiver.
"Yes…I don't know what to do."
*Sigh* "What happened?"
"She told me to…"
"What did she tell you to do?" he demanded.
"She dismissed me." He smirked.
"And?"
"She also told me to…" The speaker hardly got it out.
"Shit…go as planned. Do it. Try to disguise yourself as much as possible, your voice, look, everything without being obvious."
"Will it work? It's a large risk."
"Trust me. Remember, mission cannot fail."
"Okay, I'll try."
"Try?"
"I'll do it." The connection was cut and he went back to his computer. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* "You ready, Yuy?" Lady Une asked in a serious tone.
"Yes." Heero said after a while.
"Don't worry, we're all here." Quatre assured him.
"Hn."
"Okay, let's get going." Une said as she opened the door to the large sitting room. Seated before the coffee table were Mr. and Mrs. Domoto. Grief was still apparent in their blue eyes. Mr. Domoto seemed tired and Mrs. Domoto was a wreck. "Please have a seat." Mr. Domoto offered, gesturing to the couch opposite to them. Heero held his head down with his hair hiding his face and was more quiet than normal. Along with him were Lady Une, Quatre and Relena. "Relena and Quatre, nice to see you also here." Mr. Domoto commented.
"Yes sir. How are the funeral preparations?" Relena asked politely.
"They're coming along. It's going to a big one. He will be well remembered with such a ceremony." Mr. Domoto gave a weak smile. "Quatre, how's the business coming along?"
"Fine, sir. If you need any assistance, don't hesitate to call either one of us." Quatre offered sincerely and Relena nodded in agreement. Mr. and Mrs. Domoto had always been like second set of parents for the orphaned Quatre and Relena, and vice versa. It was all slightly ironic. Now, even though both their sons are dead, the Domotos still had the two young diplomats. "Thank you dears. I don't know how we would go on without both of you." Mrs. Domoto said with a quivering voice.
"And you must be Mr. Yuy." Mr. Domoto directed his gaze to Heero.
"I'm sorry." He muttered. "We know you are. You tried your best. It was unpreventable." Mr. Domoto said with understanding and sadness. Heero felt bad. Why did he have to put these people through so much pain? "We thank you for trying anyway." Mrs. Domoto said through sniffles. Heero stayed quiet, feeling a pressure clutch at his heart. "Will you please tell us what our son's last moments were like?" The Minister of Finance asked. "Are you sure you want to know?" Heero asked them. "Yes. We want to know how he felt." Mr. Domoto confirmed. Heero took in a deep breath before continuing in his whisper. "When I got there, I saw ten tomcats surrounded the plane. It started taking formation. Two front, two back, three left, three right. They started attacking at 10:00 sharp. The plane started vibrating with each contact it came into with the bullets. I tried taking them out, two at a time. They were very aggressive. The plane swerved, trying to dodge the bullets although that was near impossible. Finally, only one tomcat was left…I shot it but…it was faster and launched a mini missile at the tail of the plane. It started to nosedive and I went after it but it was too fast. The last thing I saw was it hit the water and then before I could pull my jet out of the dive, water engulfed me…" Heero didn't continue. He had avoided mentioning any intense details, keeping it short and simple. He felt so angry with himself. He was the perfect soldier, he wasn't supposed to fail. Why, why did he even agree to see them? The grieving couple was breaking his heart…that is, if he even had one. By that time, everyone was crying. Even Lady Une was dabbing her eyes with a Kleenex. Maybe Heero wasn't very descriptive, but they could all imagine the horrible situation the last moments in life must have been like for the youngest Domoto. And the way Heero's voice sounded so monotone yet firm at the same time, added to the effect. "Thank you for your description, son." Mr. Domoto said tiredly.
Heero froze. These people were treating him better than he deserved.. "One things that's funny, I don't think I've ever met your son before." Relena stated.
"Really?" Mrs. Domoto asked, while reaching in her purse.
"Oh, no. I'm afraid I left my wallet at home." She said sadly.
"Dear, you're just over exhausted." Mr. Domoto patted her arm gently.
"Well, I'm sure I'll be able to see a photo some other time." Relena said with a sympathetic smile.
"Vice Foreign Minister, you have a meeting in forty minutes." Heero cut in with his quiet whisper.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Sorry about that Mr. and Mrs. Domoto. I guess we'll have to continue our talk some other time."
"I know you're busy child. Just be sure to come to the funeral." Mr. Domoto said with understanding.
"We'll be sure to come, don't you worry." Quatre assured the couple. Heero stood up, gave a last apology and headed out the door. "I apologize for Heero's behaviour. He usually isn't like this." Quatre said.
"It's understandable. It must be very awkward to talk to us like this." Mr. Domoto agreed.
"Goodbye then. Take care." Relena and Quatre said while giving the couple a hug. Then they headed out the door with Lady Une behind them. They found Heero waiting for them outside the door. He didn't have his head down anymore, but his bangs were still hiding his eyes. There was an awkward silence surrounding them. "I'll see that the Domotos get home safely." Lady Une commented before re- entering the room they just exited.
"And I'm going to be late for my meeting." Relena said. She gave Heero a last look before hurrying her way. Only Quatre and Heero were left standing there. Heero slowly started to walk away and Quatre followed him. After turning many corners and walking through many corridors, Quatre finally broke the silence. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Hn." Heero gave a short reply before stopping in front of a door. It was his office door. Heero unlocked the door and opened it.
"If you need to talk anytime, call me, okay?" Quatre offered.
Heero replied with another 'hn' as his office door shut. Maybe Heero looked fine to the others, but to him, he knew that Heero was not 'fine' at all. By the way he held down his head, hid his face with his hair and whispered, close friends could see how the whole incident affected him. It was not a Heero thing to do. Perhaps Heero was not used to failure. Quatre was worried, but he trusted Heero to help himself. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He plopped down into his chair. Shit. Why did things have to be this way? A beep indicated an incoming call. A familiar face popped up on the screen. "So, how'd it go?" The face said.
"It was okay I guess. I did everything you told me to." The man replied.
"Good." The face looked less tense.
"How's everything with you?"
"They contacted me."
"Is that good or bad?"
"They've found me…and that could prove to be beneficial." The face smirked.
"What did they do to you?"
"Nothing. Made me a deal I couldn't resist."
"Which is?"
"They want me to carry out what was planned for me a long time ago."
"Did they find out…"
"No. I'm the so-called replacement."
"I see. How'd they find you?"
"I hinted my existence, gave them a little push…"
" But I thought you didn't want them to find you!"
"I changed my mind. We need to get to the bottom of this."
"But it's only you."
"I'll be fine." The face gave the man a hard look.
"Okay, keep in touch." And the connection was terminated. A.N.: I just realized how stupid this chapter was, so I decided to fix it up a bit. It still doesn't make sense probably but that's ok…things will always work out in the end, right? Disclaimer: Okay, plot is my own but I borrowed the characters from Gundam Wing.
By Ai
Chapter 7 "Heero!" Everyone rushed over to where he was standing. Duo automatically gave him a pat on the back…actually, more like a slap in the back. "Welcome home, buddy!" Duo exclaimed cheerfully.
"D...Duo." Heero answered quietly.
"Is everything okay?" Quatre asked, noticing the slight stumble of words.
"…Hn." Heero answered so Quatre shrugged it off. He must have been very stressed these few days…failing a big mission was pretty stressful. A stutter was expected, but Heero seemed to be back to his old self: answering only with 'hn'.
"So what happened down there?" Wufei got straight to the point. Heero simply chose to ignore the question. Wufei thought with slight amusement. "Maybe Heero would like some rest after his long trip." A voice suggested. It was Relena and it was the first time she spoke since Heero's arrival. She stepped forward and gave Heero a look of concern. He looked back at her and their eyes caught each other. "…Relena…" "Well then, let's go!" Duo announced before starting his way towards the parking lot. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* "Why didn't you notify me, Yuy?" Lady Une fought to control her temper.
"No time." Heero answered coldly.
"I am your commander and I will make the appropriate decisions. I will decide whether there is enough time. Your job is to report everything to me." Lady Une snapped.
"My instincts told me that I had to do what I did." Heero argued stubbornly.
Lady Une sighed. She was very annoyed at what Heero had to report.
"You had five full minutes!"
"That's right, I had five damn minutes." Heero replied sarcastically.
"Fine, about the attack. I cannot believe that you had no ability to protect the jet!"
"It was ten against one."
"You've had more against you before! You're one of our most trusted agents!"
"I'm no superman. I tried. I had no time, no preparation, no plan!"
"You're dismissed. Take a break, Yuy."
"Yes, ma'am." And Heero gave a stiff salute.
"By the way, the Domotos would like a personal explanation. You will meet them tomorrow morning."
Heero froze.
"Understood?" Lady Une questioned.
With a curt nod as an answer, Heero exited the Colonel's office.' "So how was it with Une?" Duo asked. All four of the pilots were waiting for Heero outside of the office. Heero gave shot a cold death glare at Duo and pressed forward. "Ouch." Duo cringed.
"So did you try your charms on Une or did you just ignore her like you did me?" Duo asked, eager for some verbal response.
Again, he received another chilling death glare.
"What do you plan to say to the Domotos tomorrow morning?" Quatre asked gently.
"I don't know." Heero replied, speaking for the first time since his visit with Une.
"I'm sure they'll understand. They're very understanding and compassionate people." Quatre tried to sound comforting.
"Hn."
"You don't give a damn, do you?" Duo asked.
"Shut up." Heero ordered with a strong tone.
"Fine, be that way." Duo exclaimed.
Wufei was enjoying the warfare waging between Heero and Duo. He liked to keep quiet and observe the amusing scenes.
"Oh wipe that smug look off your face and be a man, help your friend." Duo teased.
"Excuse me?" Wufei asked coldly.
"I said, stop acting all smug, Wufie." Duo yelled.
"Ugh…injustice!" Wufei exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration.
Heero shook his head. A fight between Duo and Wufei was amusing, but right now, he had no time to think about such things. He could feel that something big was coming up, some real big and deadly. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* The screen was the only lighted thing in the room. His fingers flew over the keyboard. Suddenly, there was an incoming call. "What do you want?" He spoke into the receiver.
"Yes…I don't know what to do."
*Sigh* "What happened?"
"She told me to…"
"What did she tell you to do?" he demanded.
"She dismissed me." He smirked.
"And?"
"She also told me to…" The speaker hardly got it out.
"Shit…go as planned. Do it. Try to disguise yourself as much as possible, your voice, look, everything without being obvious."
"Will it work? It's a large risk."
"Trust me. Remember, mission cannot fail."
"Okay, I'll try."
"Try?"
"I'll do it." The connection was cut and he went back to his computer. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* "You ready, Yuy?" Lady Une asked in a serious tone.
"Yes." Heero said after a while.
"Don't worry, we're all here." Quatre assured him.
"Hn."
"Okay, let's get going." Une said as she opened the door to the large sitting room. Seated before the coffee table were Mr. and Mrs. Domoto. Grief was still apparent in their blue eyes. Mr. Domoto seemed tired and Mrs. Domoto was a wreck. "Please have a seat." Mr. Domoto offered, gesturing to the couch opposite to them. Heero held his head down with his hair hiding his face and was more quiet than normal. Along with him were Lady Une, Quatre and Relena. "Relena and Quatre, nice to see you also here." Mr. Domoto commented.
"Yes sir. How are the funeral preparations?" Relena asked politely.
"They're coming along. It's going to a big one. He will be well remembered with such a ceremony." Mr. Domoto gave a weak smile. "Quatre, how's the business coming along?"
"Fine, sir. If you need any assistance, don't hesitate to call either one of us." Quatre offered sincerely and Relena nodded in agreement. Mr. and Mrs. Domoto had always been like second set of parents for the orphaned Quatre and Relena, and vice versa. It was all slightly ironic. Now, even though both their sons are dead, the Domotos still had the two young diplomats. "Thank you dears. I don't know how we would go on without both of you." Mrs. Domoto said with a quivering voice.
"And you must be Mr. Yuy." Mr. Domoto directed his gaze to Heero.
"I'm sorry." He muttered. "We know you are. You tried your best. It was unpreventable." Mr. Domoto said with understanding and sadness. Heero felt bad. Why did he have to put these people through so much pain? "We thank you for trying anyway." Mrs. Domoto said through sniffles. Heero stayed quiet, feeling a pressure clutch at his heart. "Will you please tell us what our son's last moments were like?" The Minister of Finance asked. "Are you sure you want to know?" Heero asked them. "Yes. We want to know how he felt." Mr. Domoto confirmed. Heero took in a deep breath before continuing in his whisper. "When I got there, I saw ten tomcats surrounded the plane. It started taking formation. Two front, two back, three left, three right. They started attacking at 10:00 sharp. The plane started vibrating with each contact it came into with the bullets. I tried taking them out, two at a time. They were very aggressive. The plane swerved, trying to dodge the bullets although that was near impossible. Finally, only one tomcat was left…I shot it but…it was faster and launched a mini missile at the tail of the plane. It started to nosedive and I went after it but it was too fast. The last thing I saw was it hit the water and then before I could pull my jet out of the dive, water engulfed me…" Heero didn't continue. He had avoided mentioning any intense details, keeping it short and simple. He felt so angry with himself. He was the perfect soldier, he wasn't supposed to fail. Why, why did he even agree to see them? The grieving couple was breaking his heart…that is, if he even had one. By that time, everyone was crying. Even Lady Une was dabbing her eyes with a Kleenex. Maybe Heero wasn't very descriptive, but they could all imagine the horrible situation the last moments in life must have been like for the youngest Domoto. And the way Heero's voice sounded so monotone yet firm at the same time, added to the effect. "Thank you for your description, son." Mr. Domoto said tiredly.
Heero froze. These people were treating him better than he deserved.. "One things that's funny, I don't think I've ever met your son before." Relena stated.
"Really?" Mrs. Domoto asked, while reaching in her purse.
"Oh, no. I'm afraid I left my wallet at home." She said sadly.
"Dear, you're just over exhausted." Mr. Domoto patted her arm gently.
"Well, I'm sure I'll be able to see a photo some other time." Relena said with a sympathetic smile.
"Vice Foreign Minister, you have a meeting in forty minutes." Heero cut in with his quiet whisper.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Sorry about that Mr. and Mrs. Domoto. I guess we'll have to continue our talk some other time."
"I know you're busy child. Just be sure to come to the funeral." Mr. Domoto said with understanding.
"We'll be sure to come, don't you worry." Quatre assured the couple. Heero stood up, gave a last apology and headed out the door. "I apologize for Heero's behaviour. He usually isn't like this." Quatre said.
"It's understandable. It must be very awkward to talk to us like this." Mr. Domoto agreed.
"Goodbye then. Take care." Relena and Quatre said while giving the couple a hug. Then they headed out the door with Lady Une behind them. They found Heero waiting for them outside the door. He didn't have his head down anymore, but his bangs were still hiding his eyes. There was an awkward silence surrounding them. "I'll see that the Domotos get home safely." Lady Une commented before re- entering the room they just exited.
"And I'm going to be late for my meeting." Relena said. She gave Heero a last look before hurrying her way. Only Quatre and Heero were left standing there. Heero slowly started to walk away and Quatre followed him. After turning many corners and walking through many corridors, Quatre finally broke the silence. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Hn." Heero gave a short reply before stopping in front of a door. It was his office door. Heero unlocked the door and opened it.
"If you need to talk anytime, call me, okay?" Quatre offered.
Heero replied with another 'hn' as his office door shut. Maybe Heero looked fine to the others, but to him, he knew that Heero was not 'fine' at all. By the way he held down his head, hid his face with his hair and whispered, close friends could see how the whole incident affected him. It was not a Heero thing to do. Perhaps Heero was not used to failure. Quatre was worried, but he trusted Heero to help himself. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He plopped down into his chair. Shit. Why did things have to be this way? A beep indicated an incoming call. A familiar face popped up on the screen. "So, how'd it go?" The face said.
"It was okay I guess. I did everything you told me to." The man replied.
"Good." The face looked less tense.
"How's everything with you?"
"They contacted me."
"Is that good or bad?"
"They've found me…and that could prove to be beneficial." The face smirked.
"What did they do to you?"
"Nothing. Made me a deal I couldn't resist."
"Which is?"
"They want me to carry out what was planned for me a long time ago."
"Did they find out…"
"No. I'm the so-called replacement."
"I see. How'd they find you?"
"I hinted my existence, gave them a little push…"
" But I thought you didn't want them to find you!"
"I changed my mind. We need to get to the bottom of this."
"But it's only you."
"I'll be fine." The face gave the man a hard look.
"Okay, keep in touch." And the connection was terminated. A.N.: I just realized how stupid this chapter was, so I decided to fix it up a bit. It still doesn't make sense probably but that's ok…things will always work out in the end, right? Disclaimer: Okay, plot is my own but I borrowed the characters from Gundam Wing.