Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters Shinji
Ikari (Evangelion), Tenchi Musaki (Tenchi Muyo), Sosuke Sagara (FMP!), or
Alexander Anderson (Hellsing). They belong to their creators...whose names
I cannot think of at this moment.
A.N. - Please see end note. I need votes, people! I'm giving you a
choice! Do you hear that? Choice!
The plane ride to Brussels turned out to be uneventful. Relena quickly fell asleep and remained in such a state until landing. Heero typed up some report or another. Trowa stared out the window.
Arriving at the designated meeting center, the three shuffled into Une's office and took their usual positions, Relena sitting in front of the desk with Heero standing at her left and Trowa at her right, and waited for Une to arrive.
The doors opened and Une walked in, carrying herself regally to sit behind her desk. "Thank you for coming on such short notice," she said, nodding to acknowledge the presence of the two Preventer agents and the Vice Foreign Minister for the Earth. "As you know, Relena, you have received a number of threats in the past few months." Une paused and Relena nodded in confirmation. "That was the primary reason Zechs and I sent you on vacation - to keep you out of the spotlight for a while so that Preventers could investigate and the number of threats would hopefully lower. However, the threats are still coming regularly.
"The Preventers traced the source of one of the threats and found preparations had been made to carry it through. We know that at least ten of the fifteen most recent threats are linked to some sort of organization, but exactly which one, we are still uncertain. Threats have also been made towards Vice Foreign Minister Ikari of L-3 and Foreign Minister Anderson of L-2.
"Relena, I want you to stay where you have been until I myself say differently. At this point we can trust no one. Heero, Trowa, I want 24- hour guard detail for Relena. She is not to take one step without someone by her side." Relena bit her tongue to hold back a protest. She knew nothing would change Une's mind, and Heero and Trowa would never disobey a direct order from their superior. "If anything should happen at the vacation spot, you two know what to do."
"Hai," the two preventer agents responded.
"I'm sorry to have brought you all the way here for the meeting, but it was a necessary precaution. I couldn't risk an information leak. With such high profile targets and obvious organizational support, we can't take risks. I've set up your return transportation. A car is waiting outside to take you back to-"
A large explosion from outside rocked the building and stopped Une mid-sentence. All occupants of the room rushed to the window. On the street below could be seen the remnants of a car.
"Shit."
Une began to pace the room when an urgent knock came at the door. From outside a panicked voice could be heard "Lady Une! Permission to enter! Agent Musaki!"
"Enter," Une replied in a calm voice, though by looking in her eyes, one could tell she was about to boil over at any moment, like a volcano just waiting for the chance to erupt. The agent quickly entered.
"The car you had waiting for Vice foreign Minister Dorlain - it-"
"I know what happened to it!"
"Yes, Ma'am! The driver, Agent Sagara, is being treated for his injuries as we speak. He had just exited the car when the explosion happened, and was thus only cut up by some flying debris due to his close proximity-"
"Thank you, Agent Musaki. That will be all."
Musaki saluted and exited the office. Une fell wearily into her chair. "Heero, Trowa, I suggest you find an alternate route back to-"
"We will go to the motorcycle shop on Renoir Street and travel by land," Trowa interjected. "It will take a few days, but we will notify you as soon as we reach our destination."
"Understood. Goodbye... and good luck."
With that, Trowa, Relena, and Heero left preventers headquarters for the moped shop.
"Mind telling me why motorcycles?" Relena asked Trowa.
"Would you expect a diplomat to be riding a motorcycle across Europe?" He smirked as they entered the shop.
"How can I help you kids?" replied an old man with graying hair from behind the counter.
"We'd like to buy three motorcycles," Heero stated.
"What kind, my lad?" The shop keeper smiled.
"Fast ones," Trowa said.
"And NOT pink," Relena added. All three men looked at her as if she had just grown another arm. "What? I'm sorry, but I really hate the color."
"But you-"
"Wear it all the time, have a pink limo, I know Trowa. Do you really think I picked that limo out for myself? I don't even get to pick my own wardrobe!"
"Okay then, no pink," Trowa told the shopkeeper.
An hour and $45,000 of the Preventers' budget later, three figures could be seen near the city limits of Brussels, headed south towards the ancient city of Brundisium and the vacation house.
A.N. - I'm pathetic. I actually went to ebay and looked up motorcycle prices. At that cost, the three are riding Harley Davidson Road King Classics...whatever that means. I don't know motorcycles, so you can yell at me for any inaccuracies there. Yes, this is short, but it's getting the plot moving. And now I have direction! There will be more romance coming soon. Also, I want the readers' opinions: Who do you want to see Trowa paired with? (Female please, no offense to yaoi fans, but that's just not how I envision Trowa). Review please, and don't forget to flame!
The plane ride to Brussels turned out to be uneventful. Relena quickly fell asleep and remained in such a state until landing. Heero typed up some report or another. Trowa stared out the window.
Arriving at the designated meeting center, the three shuffled into Une's office and took their usual positions, Relena sitting in front of the desk with Heero standing at her left and Trowa at her right, and waited for Une to arrive.
The doors opened and Une walked in, carrying herself regally to sit behind her desk. "Thank you for coming on such short notice," she said, nodding to acknowledge the presence of the two Preventer agents and the Vice Foreign Minister for the Earth. "As you know, Relena, you have received a number of threats in the past few months." Une paused and Relena nodded in confirmation. "That was the primary reason Zechs and I sent you on vacation - to keep you out of the spotlight for a while so that Preventers could investigate and the number of threats would hopefully lower. However, the threats are still coming regularly.
"The Preventers traced the source of one of the threats and found preparations had been made to carry it through. We know that at least ten of the fifteen most recent threats are linked to some sort of organization, but exactly which one, we are still uncertain. Threats have also been made towards Vice Foreign Minister Ikari of L-3 and Foreign Minister Anderson of L-2.
"Relena, I want you to stay where you have been until I myself say differently. At this point we can trust no one. Heero, Trowa, I want 24- hour guard detail for Relena. She is not to take one step without someone by her side." Relena bit her tongue to hold back a protest. She knew nothing would change Une's mind, and Heero and Trowa would never disobey a direct order from their superior. "If anything should happen at the vacation spot, you two know what to do."
"Hai," the two preventer agents responded.
"I'm sorry to have brought you all the way here for the meeting, but it was a necessary precaution. I couldn't risk an information leak. With such high profile targets and obvious organizational support, we can't take risks. I've set up your return transportation. A car is waiting outside to take you back to-"
A large explosion from outside rocked the building and stopped Une mid-sentence. All occupants of the room rushed to the window. On the street below could be seen the remnants of a car.
"Shit."
Une began to pace the room when an urgent knock came at the door. From outside a panicked voice could be heard "Lady Une! Permission to enter! Agent Musaki!"
"Enter," Une replied in a calm voice, though by looking in her eyes, one could tell she was about to boil over at any moment, like a volcano just waiting for the chance to erupt. The agent quickly entered.
"The car you had waiting for Vice foreign Minister Dorlain - it-"
"I know what happened to it!"
"Yes, Ma'am! The driver, Agent Sagara, is being treated for his injuries as we speak. He had just exited the car when the explosion happened, and was thus only cut up by some flying debris due to his close proximity-"
"Thank you, Agent Musaki. That will be all."
Musaki saluted and exited the office. Une fell wearily into her chair. "Heero, Trowa, I suggest you find an alternate route back to-"
"We will go to the motorcycle shop on Renoir Street and travel by land," Trowa interjected. "It will take a few days, but we will notify you as soon as we reach our destination."
"Understood. Goodbye... and good luck."
With that, Trowa, Relena, and Heero left preventers headquarters for the moped shop.
"Mind telling me why motorcycles?" Relena asked Trowa.
"Would you expect a diplomat to be riding a motorcycle across Europe?" He smirked as they entered the shop.
"How can I help you kids?" replied an old man with graying hair from behind the counter.
"We'd like to buy three motorcycles," Heero stated.
"What kind, my lad?" The shop keeper smiled.
"Fast ones," Trowa said.
"And NOT pink," Relena added. All three men looked at her as if she had just grown another arm. "What? I'm sorry, but I really hate the color."
"But you-"
"Wear it all the time, have a pink limo, I know Trowa. Do you really think I picked that limo out for myself? I don't even get to pick my own wardrobe!"
"Okay then, no pink," Trowa told the shopkeeper.
An hour and $45,000 of the Preventers' budget later, three figures could be seen near the city limits of Brussels, headed south towards the ancient city of Brundisium and the vacation house.
A.N. - I'm pathetic. I actually went to ebay and looked up motorcycle prices. At that cost, the three are riding Harley Davidson Road King Classics...whatever that means. I don't know motorcycles, so you can yell at me for any inaccuracies there. Yes, this is short, but it's getting the plot moving. And now I have direction! There will be more romance coming soon. Also, I want the readers' opinions: Who do you want to see Trowa paired with? (Female please, no offense to yaoi fans, but that's just not how I envision Trowa). Review please, and don't forget to flame!