Title: Gundam Diaries Part 12 ~ Quatre
Author: Makoto Sagara
Pairings: 5x2, 3x4, & 1+2
Warnings: shonen ai, language, OOC, angst, and confuzzlement
Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing. I am just using the lovely G-boys for some warped entertainment. I promise to return them in the condition I stole, er, I mean, borrowed them in. I make no money off of this, and the only reward I get is my muse off my leg. * Takes a crowbar and pries off said muse *
A/N: I know, I know. The last chapter was nothing but pointless Heero angst, but it did set up for this chapter and the next. No this chapter is still not back to Duo and Wufei. It's just more needed foreshadowing. Gomen nasai. ^^;;; The offer still stands though, if you are mad at me, you have my permission to flame me. I will just be giving them to my muse for her bonfire o' bad fics. ^_^
April 9th, 195 AC…22:00:00
Another day of useless searching has come and gone. I am really worried over my two friends. I have tried many, many, many times to contact them through any way I could think of. My kokoro no uchuu is not giving me any help whatsoever. All I am getting is that they are safe and unharmed.
Rashid emailed me this morning. It was more reports from the Maguanacs Corps telling me that nothing has turned up. Auda and Abdul emailed me personally asking what happened. The only answer I could give them is the answer that Heero gave me. Someone wanted Wufei and Duo out of the way. Out of the way of what, I have no idea.
Heero keeps reassuring Trowa and myself that it doesn't look like an OZ job. The hacking was too fine, too precise. Their tech guys are sloppy and leave trails ten miles wide. Trowa has said the same thing. This person has taken extra care so that they wouldn't be found out.
I know that is supposed to make me feel better, but it doesn't. I worry about if they are eating properly, if they have enough heat or air. I'm going insane with worry.
I spent all day today in Sandrock patrolling areas where I thought they might be. I knew from Duo that he was going to be in Siberia, but Allah, it's a HUGE frozen desert. There are few places that they could be. All have been searched thoroughly. Every building, shack, squatting hole, village, and spot in the snow that isn't white, has been searched through for trap doors, deep caverns of unnatural shape, and such other things. What's scary is that we actually found Altron and Deathscythe Hell, but there was no sign of either pilot.
Rashid said he would post someone to stay with the Gundams until we find our comrades in arms. (His words, not mine.) Ah, Allah, this is a very trying time. I'm asking for patience and that my friends, wherever they are, come home safe and soon.
Until we find some more information, I can say nothing else.
~ Quatre Raberba Winner