Title: Gundam Diaries Part 17 ~ Wufei

Author: Makoto Sagara

Archive: , , ,

Pairings: 5x2, 3x4, & R+1 (Relena obsessed Heero)

Rating: R

Warnings: shonen ai, language, OOC,  mention of imprisonment, angst, REVENGE

Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing, just this plot. I'm not making anything off of this, so suing is useless, unless you are in the market for slightly used two-year old brothers. ^^;

A/N: Dedicated to Allie Cat, who told me that even though I put out good fics in the mean time, I wasn't off the hook for this one. Yeah, she got on me about being a slacker. I know, I'm horrible about actually writing on just one fic at a time. Muse actually let me come to work on this one, Allie-cat. You should hug her. ^^; IF, you are that brave after all. *snickers*

April 12th, AC 195…22:00:00

So, I finally have my xin ai happy once again. I love to see him smile. It warms me unlike anything else in the world. I get to have him beside me this evening.

I was an idiot the last night. I should NEVER had told him that I wanted time to think about our situation. I should have truly been honest, and courageous, and stayed with him. I got little to no sleep alone. I was used to having my lazy braided beauty next to me. So when I awoke from an unfulfilling night's sleep, I went directly to Duo's room.

He was asleep, and to tell the truth, he stole my heart even sleeping. His face was not the peaceful look I had grown accustomed to, though. He looked to be in pain, and his face was slightly puffy.

I knelt next to the bed, whispering his name. When that didn't work, I reached out, and shook one of his shoulders, calling his name again. Finally, he roused.

I leaned over him, blocking the sun's direct shining, and called his name yet again. "Duo? Wake up."

His eyes opened very cautiously. I could tell that they were red, and not only from an unrest full slumber. "Time is it, Fei?"

"About 8:30." I smirked a bit.

"I got another hour and half before the evil men come. Lemme sleep." He rolled over on his other side, away from me, pulling the duvet over his head.

"I don't think so, Maxwell." Smiling, I ripped the duvet from off his head, and rolled him until he was on his back. I was about to say more, when he leaned up and kissed me.

"Mmm, g'morning, sexy," he somehow managed to say, sleepily I might add.

I do think I blushed at the compliment so early in the morning. "Morning, Duo." I took a good look at his face while he was truly awake. "Your eyes are puffy."

He started, and then tried to act innocent. "They are?"

I was worried. If he was going to behave like this, then… "Don't play today, Duo." I sat down on the bed next to him, getting a closer look at his face. I saw the dried tear tracks. "Were you crying?" I tried to ask him gently. No reason to be mean or nasty to him this morning.

He seemed to have to think over his answer. Finally, he whispered a "yes."

I could have kicked myself for doing this to him. It was all my fault. I wrapped my arms around him, running my hands down his lovely back. "Why?"

His face looked as if it would crumble. "You can figure out why," he said, as he placed his head on my shoulder.

I gently lifted his head back up. I needed to see those beautiful purple-blue eyes. I was torn between loving him, hating myself, and pain for hurting him.

"You don't want me do you?" he whispered, pulling roughly from my embrace. I held tight onto him. He pulled harder. "Let go, Chang," he said, his tone dropping several degrees.

"No," I said between gritted teeth. "Maxwell, stop this, and let me talk to you like a normal human being."

He stopped struggling. "Let me go first."

"Would you stop behaving like a child." I sighed deeply. "I haven't said anything about NOT wanting you, but you haven't let me say anything at all really."

"I.. I'm sorry," he whispered yet again, placing his head back on my shoulder.

"I know that last night was not what either of us wanted."

"Far from it." Ah, sarcasm. I can deal with that, but not his anger. I was taken aback when he just seemed to all but melt onto me.

I closed my eyes. "I spent time thinking before I slept. I don't want be without you," I said into his lovely hair. "Ever."

His head shot up, and knocked me in the chin. His eyes were brimming with unshed tears, and I know that I was close to spilling tears myself. "You…what?"

I had to snort. He was too cute when he is confused. I kissed him as well. "I want you," I said.

He pulled away from me yet again. Dammit, I was going to be able to hold him one day without him pulling away from me. "But that still doesn't answer my question. I asked you what we were."

Ah, he was looking for labels. I had never put much faith in those. I had been a son, a brother, a husband; everyone associated with those titles were now gone. I didn't want him to be next.

"We are whatever we want to be, but if you are looking for a label, then I would say that you are my lover, and I yours."

"You mean I don't disgust you with my "weakness"?" he asked.

I sighed, trying not to get frustrated by all his questions, and the fact that he would ever believe I thought him weak. HIM, of all people. "No, you don't disgust me. You are not weak. You are stronger than anyone else I know. I am more disgusted with myself that I hurt you. I should not have done so."

The next thing I knew, I was pinned to the bed, with my arms full of a braided American, being kissed to death. Not that I was complaining. Not at all. We broke for breath, and he said, "Love you, Fei," in a way that made me ache for him right then and there.

I just crushed his body to mine, until I noticed the time on the clock. "We have about an hour before Yuy and Barton show up. Would you like a shower and food?"

"Dun want anything but you," he said, but his stomach had other plans, and let us know.

I let a smirk cross my face before kissing his irresistible lips. "I think your body would disagree with you on that."

He blush, and it was so… adorable, I believe is the word. He noticed I was staring at him, and stuck out his tongue and winked. Bad thoughts…..

I snickered at that, mostly to hide my unproductive thoughts. "So much for acting mature about all this."

"Who said anything about mature?"

I crushed him to me once more. "Go take a shower." /Before I ravish you./ I left that last bit unsaid, and I'm sure my voice was anything but stable as I did speak. "I'll make sure you have food and caffeine afterwards. Then, Winner, you, and myself will deal with Yuy and Barton."

He sighed heavily. "Fine. You win, but only because you mentioned coffee." He made an effort to move, but I had to hold him just a moment longer.

"I love you."

He melted. I felt him go all but boneless. "I love you, too, Wufei." I love the way he says my voice. It goes straight to all the wrong places.

I, instead of stripping him right then and there, gave him a long, full of need kiss, and reluctantly, released him. "Go. Shower. Now."

He stood from the bed, walked over to his wardrobe, retrieved a clean set of clothes, and was almost out the door, when I came behind him and hit that gorgeous rear end in front of me.

"Itai…"

I smiled. "See you in a bit."

"Yeah, and I'll get you for that, Chang."

"Promises, promises," I teased, walking down the hall, towards the lower floor.

I walked into the kitchen and proceeded to make coffee for Duo and heat water for tea. I was disturbed from my solitude twenty minutes later by Winner coming into the kitchen.

"Wufei?"

I turned around to face the blond, who was standing in the doorway. "Yes, Winner?"

"I want to talk to you about last night. I'm sorry for crossing the line with the two of you. I would like to apologize to the both of you," he said.

I offered him a cup of tea, with a small smile. I heard my American doing a wonderful job of sounding like 20 people coming down the stairs. "And what did Duo say when you cornered him out of the shower?"

"How…?"

"I know enough about you both to know what may have occurred. Now, what did he tell you?"

"He said we could talk about it when he came in, but I really should apologize to you both."

"Winner, I was a little testy last night. I do NOT hold that against you. And I highly doubt that Duo does either."

It was at that moment that I saw Duo waltz into the kitchen, a genuine smile across his face. "How's it going guys?" He turned his brilliant smile to me. "Where's that coffee you promised me?"

I handed him the cup that I had prepared a few seconds before the Arab had come in. I watched him take a sip of the bile: lots of milk, and 4 teaspoons of sugar. I cringed just thinking about drinking it. "Mmm, I could get used to this kind of service."

Winner chuckled. "I bet you could," he muttered over his own mug of tea.

"Now, what's on the menu for breakfast?  No more rice. Please,"  Duo pleaded. I couldn't really blame him. All we had had for breakfast was rice and milk. Not exactly something that one like he could eat constantly. He wasn't raised on it like I was.

"I have cold cereal and toast with juice."  Winner was blushing. "Sorry.  I was kinda of preoccupied, so I didn't go replenish some supplies.  I'll do that later today, if I have a chance."

"That's cool.  Any Frosted Flakes?"

I groaned.  "How can you eat that stuff?" Sometimes, the things he eats would kill a normal person.

"Didn't we have this discussion last night?  They are good, Fei." He stood, gave me a quick peck on the cheek, while on his way to the cupboards. A few seconds later, there was the cry of "A-HA! Got em!", and Duo brought the blue box with the cartoon tiger over to the table with a bowl and spoon. Brandishing the box, he said, "BEST way to start the day."

I muttered under my breath, "I could think of something that's MUCH better," into my mug, before taking a drink.

He shrugged, and proceeded to make a bowl of the sugar-enriched mess with milk. Duo then leaned over to me. "So could I, but I doubt that we could do that in front of poor Quatre. He might get a nosebleed. Not pretty."

I was taken aback by his comment as first, but the picture of Winner with a nosebleed was rich. I started laughing for the first time in a long time. Then, I remembered what company I was in, and straightened myself quickly. "They should be here in about a half an hour. Eat, Maxwell."

He didn't seem to be surprised at the sudden change in attitude from me, because he was determined to eat everything in front of him, even the bowl maybe.

A few moments later, Winner left the kitchen with his mug, and I stole a glance at Duo, who was eating madly, but still spotlessly clean. He, then, pushed his bowl away from him, looking directly at me.

"What were you two talking about before I came in?"

"Winner was only apologizing for his comments last night.  I tried to tell him that I do not hold that against him, that I was just a little testy, but I don't think he will let it stay like that."  I sighed, frustrated that Winner would not let it drop. I wasn't even worried about what he said last night. In fact, if the truth be told, I did an injustice to him and the honourable thing would be to apologize to him for the way I behaved.

Duo turned all the way to face me. . "You're right, but I'll take care of Q-bean. Now, where were we before my stomach demanded attention?"  He leaned in and kissed me.

I moved as close as was possible to him, returning the kiss with equal passion and desire. I was lost in the feeling of his lips, and absently wrapped my hands around him. Neither of noticed that Winner had returned, that is, until he cleared his throat, loudly. We leapt back as if we had both been burned.

Duo was glaring daggers at the poor blond. "Timing would be good… If anyone had any…" he muttered.

Winner was blushing furiously. "Sorry, but Trowa just mailed and said that they are 5 minutes from the safe house.  He had to pull Heero out of the school early.  It seems that they ran into Relena already."

"That girl doesn't give up, does she?"  I snarled, unable to keep back the contempt I felt for the onna.

Quietly, we all left the kitchen for the TV room, the embarrassing moment forgotten. The silence around us was only broken moments later by the sound of approaching Gundams.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Winner left the TV room to go greet Barton and Yuy. I sat next to Duo on the couch. My braided lover was oddly quiet, and had an iron grip on my hand closest to him. I looked over at him, worried that there was more to this situation than he was letting on.

"It will be ok, Duo. I won't let him do anything to you.  I promise you that. On my honour,"  I whispered in his ear, using my other hand that wasn't being squeezed to massage his back. He was so tense. "Relax."

"I'm not really worried about him doing anything to me, or you for that matter. I just don't want to see him."  He whispered back.

"It's understandable, but you have to see him sometime. We are all five a team, Duo."  I kissed his earlobe, as my mouth was close to it already.

"I know," he said. All of a sudden, he became even more tense. At the same time, I felt a strong glare pointed directly at us. I sat up straight, but didn't let go of Duo's hand. There was no way I was going to let him take anything Yuy had to say alone. He was my love.

Duo turned his face around, as did I, and we were greeted by the sign of Yuy, standing there with his fists clenched and his famous glare plastered on his face.

"H-heero. Hi!" Duo's voice was forced to be cheerful, and his hand was slightly shaking in my own.

"Maxwell." Heero moved his eyes over to me. "Chang." Ah, so we were on the tense, formal basis. Good. It gave me less inclination to be nice to him.

At that moment, Winner came up behind Barton, and acted as the negotiations liaison. He gave Duo and I a sympathetic look. "Heero, can we all sit down to talk?"

The room was silent as the other three took seats; Yuy in a chair across from the couch, and Winner and Barton on the love seat to Duo's left. Yuy was down right hostile looking, still glaring at the two of us. I just sat, staring at him, absently stroking Duo's still trembling hand in my own.

Barton was the one to break the tense silence. "Do we get to see Ms. Peacecraft-Dorlian at her worse? Or do we get to guess?" How out of character for him to say so.

Winner seemed to come out of a trance. "Oh, I'm sorry. Will you help me set up my laptop to play on the TV in here, Heero?"

Barton gave him an odd look. Winner looked at Duo and I on the couch, then at Yuy in his chair, and then back at us. Barton shrugged, his silent question answered, I suppose, and glanced at Yuy himself.

Yuy stood up and followed Winner into the study.

"You are too tense, Duo. Relax. I told you nothing will happen," I said, quietly.

"I know, but the way he is staring at me is unnerving." He violently shuddered. His quiet and fearful actions were worrying me beyond anything I had ever known. He was not himself like this, and I was NOT pleased.

"You should know that he is just upset over her,"  Barton said. "He will calm down once he has a mission, or he can just get her back."

I looked at him, surprised that he would be so open in front of anyone but Winner.

"What?" He asked, shrugging.

"Nothing," Duo said, as Yuy and Winner reappeared, and commenced to hook the laptop to the large screened television.

"Done. Now, are you two you SURE you want to see this? I mean…" Winner somehow did not manage to sound truly worried, as much as he wanted to make sure they were ready.

"Aa. Now," Yuy said.

I turned in disgust as the onna's face appeared on the screen again. I looked at Duo, who seemed determined to rip his braid off. I covered the hand he had on his hair with my other, unoccupied hand. He looked into my face, calmed down, removed the offending hand, and watched the others' faces, as did I, now that he was back to calm.

Winner seemed about ready to tear into the girl if she was here. Barton was appalled, an emotion I had never seen him have. Yuy was openly, hostilely glaring at the television. Interesting, he does feel more than passivity and an obligation to our missions.

When the screen went blank, Winner switched off the TV with the remote in his hand, and slammed the screen to his laptop shut. "She HAS to be stopped.  Allah forbid, but what if something had happened to either of them? Or they got a real mission? Or…"

Winner was stopped by Barton placing a hand on his shoulder. "Breath, Quatre. Breath," he said, passively.

"She will pay," Yuy said.

"Of course she will PAY, Heero! Like any of us would expect less.  But, it's the HOW that counts."  Winner was slightly unnerving as he proclaimed that. I felt Duo shudder next to me.

I saw Yuy's face slip. My first reaction was to reaffirm my grip on my love's hand. Barton tried to move behind Winner, to calm him I suppose.

"Now, how will we do this?" Winner asked, his eyes shining eerily.

Duo stood up, shaking his hand loose from my own. "I'll be back," he said, his voice a little off.

He didn't wait for anyone to respond to him. He just turned and headed upstairs. I supposed that he was going to the restroom, but when he didn't return after ten minutes, I stood up.

"I am going to retrieve Maxwell. I will return with him." I turned on my comrades, heading for Duo's room.

I paused before knocking on his door. I couldn't pin down what was exactly bothering him. I had a few options; Yuy's icy return, the onna's message, or Winner's startling behaviour. My best guess was that it was Yuy's attitude. I wanted to hit him again.

I finally knocked on the closed door. "Duo, are you ok?" I called. I heard some shuffling, and the door opened.

"Fei, what are you doing up here? I thought you would be helping Quatre plot the downfall of her royal pain in the ass?"

I moved closer to him, and he allowed me to enter his bedroom. "Well, I could say the same for you," I calmly stated.

I watched him shut the door, and sit down on the edge of his bed. He paused to think, and then a smirk crossed his face. "True, but I'm just not in the mood."

That worried me more. "What's wrong?" I asked, as I took the position next to him on the bed.

"I thought I could do this, Fei, but I just don't want to see him right now." He hung his head, allowing his braid to flip over.

"Ah, well it makes sense.  The last time you saw him, he did hit you."

"And the last time YOU saw him, you hit HIM."  He snorted.

"That is true, but not the point.  I can defend myself against Yuy quite well."

"So can I!  He just caught me off-guard!"

'Argh! Wrong move, Chang,' screamed through my head. I placed what I hoped was a comforting arm around his waist. "I know, Duo.  You are the most infuriatingly annoying creature sometimes, but you CAN defend yourself against anything you want.  I don't doubt that what happened between you two was a situation of surprises.  Though, he was out of line when he hit you."

"Yes, and my knight in shining Gundam came to rescue my honour."  He snickered, and raised his violet-blue eyes to look at me.

So, he wasn't too upset to joke. That was comforting. I felt my mouth twitch into a small smile. "Something like that." I moved my face closer to his, and made him look directly at me. "Come back down, Duo."

He shook his head. "Dun wanna, Fei."

He was playing stubborn, but I knew that one thing would make him cave. I kissed him. "Come down and talk to the others, Yuy included, and I will be happy to make you feel "better" later. Okay?"  I kissed the very sensitive area behind his ear.

"Mmm, sounds like a good plan." He shocked me by standing up, grabbing my arm, and pulling me to a standing position. "I am definitely going to hold you to that."

I smiled as we walked out of his room, and back down to the TV room where we saw Yuy, Winner, and Barton conversing in low tones.

Duo wave half heartedly. "Hi, everybody. Sorry."

Winner looked at Duo, giving him a reassuring glance. I suppose that was Winner's way of saying he understood. I was grateful for that, because it seemed to calm Duo down more.

Barton cleared his throat. "So, where were we?"

Winner resumed scary blond mode. I think that is the correct euphemism. "I was about to suggest how to get Relena back."

"And you suggest what, Winner?" I asked, standing beside Duo, as we had still not sat back down.

"That's where I'm stuck."  Winner scrunched his face up.  "Nothing I come up with is acceptable. It would either require us to blow our cover somehow, or just have to deal with her longer than is absolutely necessary."

"Hn. I would rather just get her out of the way."  Yuy added.

"How about we break for lunch? I doubt Heero and Trowa bothered to eat before hightailing it back."  Duo offered. "I'll go make something."

As Duo was headed towards the kitchen, Yuy spoke. "I'll help."

My love froze, and threw me a look that begged me to accompany him and Yuy, or else.

"I will help you as well, Maxwell. We need to be able to consume whatever you fix." I said, trying to make it sound convincing to everyone else. It sounded forced to my own ears.

"Yeah, whatever. If you're coming, then come."  He said, turning back around, and walking inside the kitchen. Yuy and I traded glares as we stepped inside the room with the braided boy.

Duo made some sandwiches, I cut vegetables, and Yuy dealt with the fruit we were having. Occasionally, I would look at the American to see how he was doing, our eyes would lock, and he would turn back to making sandwiches. I knew for a fact that Yuy was watching the both of us, but I did NOT care.

Duo took an overflowing plate of sandwiches to the table, left the room to retrieve Winner and Barton, and came back a few seconds later.

"Whatever you do, DON'T go into the TV room!" he declared at the top of his lungs. That received a snicker from myself. He must have walked in on the other two "catching up for lost time." I know that's what I would have been doing with Duo had we been separated for almost two weeks.

Winner and Barton arrived in the kitchen as Yuy and I were placing our parts of lunch on the table.

"Winner, we are running dangerously low on essentials. After lunch, I suggest two of us go and replenish supplies." Yuy said, dryly.

"Q and I will go. I need to get out and see people again. A week in Siberia is not the friendliest place," Duo offered, snickering. "Didn't get a lot of callers, did we, Fei-kun?"

"Not exactly, no. And, it is…" I tried my hardest to keep things as they were before our encounters of the past two weeks.

"WU-fei. Yeah, yeah," he said, forcing a bored tone into his voice.

"Wonderful. Duo and I will go and get groceries and such, and you three can plot

the onna's  downfall." Winner was getting entirely too comfortable with my word. Not that I didn't agree with him, but it was slightly odd to see him like that.

"Fine," Barton added, and conversation ended with that. When we were finished, the five of us stood simultaneously, and I watched as Winner bodily dragged Duo out of the kitchen. The last thing we heard from them was my love's statement of "It's my turn to drive."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Yuy walked from the kitchen, obviously going to the study for his laptop. I turned to Barton. "I will be outside." I left the room, going to my room to change into suitable clothes, and to grab my katana.

Stepping out into the fresh air, I hoped my head would clear some. I walked past the pool, half expecting Duo's braid to be in the water. I kept walking, passing a rather large tree, and decided that would be the perfect spot to use. I started with a few warm up stretches, trying to banish all thoughts from my head.

When I was limber enough, I picked up my katana, and got into position, bowing before an imaginary opponent. I then struck the air, swiping and moving automatically. I stopped as a move almost impaled me upon my own sword.

"KISAMA!" I yelled out.

I started again, this time making it past a few of my katas, before almost slicing my leg open. I started cursing very heatedly in Mandarin. This was not going to be very productive if I continued to allow my annoyance at Yuy, and my worry for Duo, distract me.

I stopped, took a few cleansing breaths, and was about to proceeded yet again, when I remembered the almost meek way Maxwell was behaving around Yuy. I threw myself on the ground, cursing myself for not concentrating enough, and almost cut my arm.

I stood and headed back towards the house. Obviously, I was NOT in the right state of mind to be using a sword. I walked inside, up the stairs, took a shower, and went downstairs. Strains of a familiar song were coming from the piano. I followed the music, and found Barton fully absorbed into pulling the sweet, but sad, melody from the instrument.

I left him, knowing that I would have liked to be alone at a time like that. I walked past the study, noticing that there was an apparent lack of typing. I opened the door, and saw Yuy just staring at the screen.

"What do you want, Chang?" he asked.

"I was just affirming the fact that you were in this room, Yuy. Nothing else." I turned to leave when he called out to me.

"Did you sleep with him?"

How dare he ask me something so personal! As if it were any of his business what happened between Maxwell and myself. I turned to face him. He was glaring at me, every muscle in his body tense. I stepped a few feet inside the study, never breaking eye contact with him.

"I fail to see how that is any of YOUR business."

"Did you sleep with him?" He was being stubborn. I remember Duo saying something about how Yuy never gave up once he has something he considered a mission. Well, I was not letting him consider digging into my personal life his mission.

"It is none of your business." I got into a defensive stance, just in case he decided to do anything, besides sit at the desk.

He didn't move, and neither did I. We stayed like that for a long time, just glaring at one another. I really don't know how long we were actually like that, but our tête-à-tête was interrupted by Winner.

"Hey, guys, do you know where Duo is?" His blond head peered inside. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm disturbing you."

I strode towards the door. "When did you return?"

"Um, about an hour ago. We went looking for you guys, and I had to talk to Trowa. Duo said he was going to find you two, but I can't find him anywhere."

Yuy stood from his chair, pushing both Winner and I from out of his way. I knew where he was headed, so I followed him.

"Where are you going?" I asked, my voice considerably icy.

"I am going to find Duo." He continued walking towards the stairs.

"No you are not. Leave him be."

"Stay out of this, Chang." We have arrived in front of Duo's door. He started to pound on Duo's door.

"Yuy, let him alone! He is probably asleep," I yelled.

"Chang, go away! I didn't ask for you to follow me," Yuy growled. "MAXWELL! Wake up before I drag you out."

I tried to control my urge of almost hitting him. He was rude, and not only that, but he was getting on my nerves. I was about to strike out at him, when the door to Duo's room cracked open, and my love's face peered out, a sheepish smile upon it.

"Hiya Hee-chan, Fei. 'Sup?" he asked.

"I want to talk to you," Yuy replied. He then set his glare upon me, which did NOT affect me in the least. "Without your bodyguard."

Duo looked directly at me. His smile seemed to falter for a moment before he spoke. "It's cool, 'Fei. See you later." He opened the door to allow Yuy to enter his room. I was taken aback, and even a little jealous. I will admit that to myself. I was jealous of Yuy's ability to have Duo agree so quickly, but I also knew that they needed to settle things in order for the five of us to continue as a team. He leaned close to me and whispered, "I promise you that I will tell you what happens."

I saw the logic in that, so I agreed. "Fine." I turned on my heels, walking to my room. It drove me insane to know that my love was in the same room as the person whom he was not comfortable with. Not to mention that I had no reason to trust Yuy not to do something to Maxwell.

I retreated to my room, but I did not do anything. I stood by the door, waiting for any sign that they had left. I was only standing by my door for a few moments when I heard Duo and Yuy leaving the braided boy's room.

I cracked open my door, watching as Yuy passed, and slipped out my door as Duo was walking by. I wrapped my arms around him from behind. "How did it go?" I asked him quietly.

He leaned against me. "It went fine. He just questioned me about injuries, Relena's message, and he started to ask something else, but he stopped and left."

That relieved me. Whatever he was going to ask, he had enough since to keep it to himself. I gently nipped on my xin ai's ear, and he shivered in my arms. "So, I don't have to worry about him?" I know it sounded slightly jealous, but…

He turned around to face me, his violet eyes locking with my own. "What does that mean?"

I smiled, pulling him to me. "I don't have to worry about defending your honour again so shortly. Is that right?"

His face went through a few changes before he finally gave me a heart-warming smile and kissed me. "You don't have to worry about a thing, xin ai. Everything is going to be just fine." His stomach growled. "Well, except for that," he said, blushing.

I snorted. "You and your stomach. Come on." I released his middle, but grabbed an arm, and gently lead him to the dining room downstairs.

The large table was set for all five of us, and the smell coming from the kitchen was wonderful. Barton and Winner were bringing dishes to the table.

"Let me guess, Trowa cooked?" Duo asked.

"Yes, Duo. Trowa cooked," Winner replied, sounding slightly irritated.

"I should have known," was Duo's retort.

"Why?" Barton asked, directly his eyes at Maxwell.

He pointed to the kitchen. "No smoke."

I started coughing, trying to choke back on the laughter welling up in my throat. I looked at Winner, and saw he was in a similar situation. Barton and Yuy both looked lost. Winner leaned over to his lover, whispering in his ear. We all watched as Barton's face went white, then red, and finally settled on green.

It was most alarming to see the sudden changes on his normally stoic face. "Trowa? Are you alright?" I asked, forgetting the formal way I normally address him.

Barton didn't reply. He just nodding, holding his sides. Which was directly the cause of the biggest giggle-fest (I believe that is the correct term) to come from both Winner and Duo.

Yuy watched this as well as I did, and he looked more than a little lost at this point. He gave Barton and I a questioning look, and Duo started to really laugh then.

"Nani?" Yuy growled.

"Be-betsuni…" Duo said, trying to talk between giggles. Yuy glared at him. If the situation hadn't been so amusing, I would have been a bit upset with him. "Really, Heero, it's nothing." His stomach growled yet again. "Let's eat! I'm starving here!"

Winner squelched any farther talking with his reply. "I agree. Time for food."

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Dinner was as delicious as the last time we had Barton's cooking. I was quite content to have only one plate, but Duo had seconds, which seemed to not agree with him after a while. I do enjoy Barton's cooking, though I would never fully admit that to anyone, but I find it too rich for my tastes to have seconds.

En masse, we finished dinner, cleared the dining room table, washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.  No one really spoke, until we were all seated in the study; Yuy at the desk, and the rest of us facing him in chairs throughout the room. Duo was sprawled across the chair next to my own. Barton and Winner were seated next to one another. Yuy announced he had something new to show us.

"Care to finally share what you have found, Heero?" Barton asked.

"Aa. I've found Relena's schedule for the next few months."

"And? If any of us would have found it, it would have to be you. So, what did you find?" Duo said, looking in the direction of the desk.

Yuy shot a look over the lid of his laptop. He seemed amused by Maxwell's question. "She has almost a week free where we can get to her." Then, he did something totally unexpected. He smiled.

"A week? What did you have in mind?" Winner asked, recharged by the new information.

"I haven't really thought of anything solid yet. That is why I am telling this to you all, for reevaluation."

"Reevaluation?" I asked. Yuy has never officially asked anyone for input with one of his mission. This night was one of firsts I believe. "You seem to be asking us for input for a plan."

"Aa."

"I suggest something similar to what she did to Maxwell and I. Seems only just." I spat out. I could relish the look on her face as she realized that she was trapped somewhere against her will.

"Yes, it does seem somewhat fair. Although, we would need to contact someone who irritates her to no end. Like Duo does you, Wufei," Barton added.

Duo sounded like he was trying to choke. I faintly heard him mutter, "Something like that," since I was the closest person to him.

"Whom did you have in mind? I can't think of anyone who annoys her, besides Maxwell, but he annoys everyone. It would have to be someone really horrible," I said

"Dorothy Catalonia." Winner was smiling, but it wasn't his usual bright smile. It was full of contempt. I exchanged confused glances with Duo and Barton. I was not really worried what Yuy thought.

"Ninmu ryokai," Yuy said. He proceeded to type lightning fast.

Duo leant over towards me. "He is really creepy when he gets like this."

"I agree. Remind me to never get him upset with me," I whispered back, sharing a very intimate look with him.

He broke the moment by snickering, and saying, "Never get Quatre…"

I stopped him before he got any farther. "Jerk."

"What? I'm only doing what you asked me to do." He feigned innocence, but we had shared too much lately for that to actually work on me. Not that it ever did.

"Finished." Yuy's voice cut through the quiet study. "She will get the message in about a week." We looked at him. "Delayed email. Dorothy should receive hers about that time as well."

"Who did you say sent the message?" Barton asked.

"Myself." He shrugged. "The only way I could think of getting them both in position at once. They are predictable."

I snorted. "Onna."

"So, what are the parameters?" Duo asked.

"They will receive the messages in about a week. The message asks them to be at a small safe house in the Himalayas that I have had to use a few times a week from the day they open the mail," Yuy said.

"After they get there, Quatre and I will be there to greet them. Trowa and Duo will take out anyone they brought with them. Wufei, you will be there to get rid of any curious onlookers: press that may be following Relena, any innocent bystanders, and such." He looked at all of us as he talked.

"Quatre will deal with Catalonia, while I deal with Relena. We will force them into separate rooms, knock them out, and leave them there, with no escape for a while. A few days later, I will contact the authorities, and give them a tip about smugglers in the Himalayas. I will also supply them with the location of the safe house."

"Wait! You are going to have her ARRESTED?" Duo asked. "Won't the press have a field day with THAT." He started chuckling. "Wonderful plan, Hee-chan." I tried not to shudder at the term of endearment that MY love used on another man.

"Excellent. I agree," Winner said. "And I will be looking," his voice dropped at least 10 degrees, "forward to helping you out with them."

"Are you going to alert the Doctors about this?" Barton asked. "I don't want this to interfere with our real missions. That is not acceptable."

"Trowa has a point. I still have to tell G about what happened last week, though I certain he already knows something about it. Report, and all." Duo added.

"You will all tell your own doctors. I will have to tell J myself, but other than that, I doubt they will disagree with our course of action. We won't actually be harming either girl, nor will we be spending much time to accomplish this. They are both predictably prompt." Yuy stopped. "Agreed?"

All four of us nodded and parted ways. I was stopped by Duo's hand on my arm, while I was about to take a stair. I gave him a questioning look. "Yes?"

"Later?" he asked, sounding unsure of my answer.

Sighing inwardly, I responded. "Yes. Your place or mine?" I smirked. I remember that from a movie that I had caught Duo watching a few weeks ago.

He groaned, obviously catching the reference. "I have got to stop showing you all those old movies." Her gave me a look over that sent shivers up my spine. "Yours?"

I gave him my own appraisal. "Good. I'll see you then." I turned back to continue my journey to my own room, when he reached out again, stopping me. "Duo, is something wrong?" He was too worried about something.

He hugged me tightly around my stomach, as he was a few stairs below me. "No. Not now," he said, and then walked past me to his own room.

I entered my room, and my laptop was announcing I had a message. I opened my mail, and saw that it was from Master O. Only Yuy would have had time to do this. He was the only near a computer in time to do it.

Evidently, my report was not adequate enough for him, which was a first. I sent off a reply asking what he meant. A few minutes later, I had a message telling me that I left out very "delicate" information. It then hit me, I had failed to inform him of the hacker.

I quickly typed an appendage to the previous report, telling the name and occupation of the person who invaded the databases. I also added the plan that Yuy had come up, even though  I have a few misgivings about it. I told Master O about that as well. He sent me back a reply telling me to relax and to get sleep, but to be ready for a mission at any time, and that he would also take into consideration Yuy's plan when sending me out on missions.

There is a knock on my door. It is more than likely my xin ai. Nataku, thank you.

~ Chang Wufei