To Kill a Prince

AN: Okay. Here is chapter 5. I'm slowly and slowly running out of ideas. I'm known for never being able to finish ANYTHING! It's a shameful habit. Just look at 'Leader of the Pack'. I just left it there…hanging like a loose nail. Ooh the shame! Whelp, as I always say "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it!"

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Chapter 5: A coffee a day, and the boyfriends will stray!

Duo flipped through the phone book with a determined speed. He was going to find Heero's address if it killed him. And ifthat happened,he would simply come back to life and try finding it again!The braided teenhad been reading the thick yellow book for over 2 hours, but still, nothing. He kept thinking he had missed Heero's name somehow. Yuy, Yuy, where was it? Did the man even exist? Or was it all a figure of his imagination? Nah, couldn't be.

Wufei had left the house over an hour ago, to Tokyo hospital so he could identify the body. He was in denial, and Duo had spent many minutes consoling the grief ridden yet furious Chinese man. It wasn't an easy task, Wufei wouldn't sit still. He had paced the living room, contemplating who would have the motive to do this to his highschool friend. Of course it hadn't taken long for Duo to figure out a couple people, but he wasn't about to tell Wufei that.

So now, he was gone, and Duo was up to his nose in addresses and phone numbers. Zero, zip, nada. There was nothing on the elusive Mr. Yuy. Frustrated, Duo slammed the book shut, the sound echoing throughout the apartment. Why did people invent private numbers anyways? They only made it harder for people to get contact.

Only rich people had the connections to find out anything….

Duo smirked. He knew now what he could do. He picked up his cordless phone which was set on the table waiting to be used and quickly dialed a number.

"Hey Jenson? Guess whooooo?" He said in a sing song voice. The man on the other end took a deep breath in.

"Mr. Maxwell, why haven't you come home yet? You're father NEEDS to see you!" The man, Jenson, scolded. Duo scowled to the receiver.

"The old man will get better. Say, I need your help with something. I need to get a hold of a private phone number. Do you think you could look it up for me on pop's tracking computer?"

Jenson sighed. "Well, I suppose so. But Mr. Maxwell, I do think you should come and visit. Your father is very ill and you are gallivanting about with your…lover" He trailed off with a disgusted tone.

"Oh get over it geezer dude. This is 2004 baby! The Homos are everywhere.Now get to work." Duo ordered.

"Right away Mr. Maxwell. Please hold while I go to the computer room." A stupid song that sounded suspiciously like elevator music started to play through the telephone as Duo waited for the other man to pick up again. No doubt it was one of his father's favorites. The guy was obsessed with calm jazzy music.

"Mr. Maxwell, who is it you wanted to find?" Jenson said dully over the phone.

"His name is Yuy, Heero. That's really all I know."

"Of course Mr. Maxwell."

Duo could hear typing on the other end and a quick beep signaling that a result was found. The braided boy's heart ticked with excitement and grabbed a pencil and pen as Jenson started speaking again.

"Mr. Maxwell, there is no one in any of your fathers special contacts who knows this 'Heero Yuy' of yours. I'm sorry but it looks like this guy doesn't even exist."

Duo growled in disturbance.

"There has to be something! I met the damned guy!"

"Perhaps he gave you a false name, or an alias of some sort, Mr. Maxwell." Jenson replied, trying to comfort the young master.

Duo pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Jenson. Stop playing with me. I know you can hack. I've seen you do it when you thought pay was unfair. Now cut the crap and log into the telephone operator's files. Pops has some connection with them too."

There was a sigh and a quick tapping on the other end.

"Okay, young sir. I'm in, but you need to be quick. Next?"

"Next, find the listings of all the private and blocked lines in this Prefecture. Key words, Yuy Heero."

More tapping them several little beeps, signaling results. Bingo!

"Found it Mr. Maxwell. His number is 555-1234 and he lives in number 104 at the Komoko Apartments."

Duo nearly squealed in triumph. Sure, if Heero didn't want to be found, he could hide himself. But it seemed like a half-assed attempt to disappear if Duo could find him this easily.

"You are brilliant Jenson, thanks! Bai bai!" Duo hung up the phone and flung it across the living room where it hit the wall and landed with a crash. But Duo didn't care. He had what he wanted.

It would be appropriate to say that Duo bounced out of his apartment and down onto the streets. All around him, people stared with happiness spread across their faces, amused to see a boy of his age acting like a care-free 4-year-old. Innocence was written on the features of the teenage boy as he gallivanted down the streets cheerfully. His world was not one written with pain anymore. Not during the day anyways. He was content most of the time. It was rather strange for someone his age to be acting as such because older kids were supposed to be ridden with angst…

The large building of Komoko Apartments loomed overhead and Duo looked up with awe. How loaded was Heero exactly? To live in a place like this would be incredibly awesome to Duo, who didn't grow up in the best of ways.

Duo swallowed. Maybe it was Heero's girlfriend's money…red flushed into the braided boy's cheeks with annoyance as he thought of the blonde girl and her high pitched voice. No, he wouldn't think about that, he needed to be as calm as possible to confront Heero.

Heero blinked. Who would be knocking on his door now?

Oh shit….He thought. I'm caught…His fingers froze over his keyboard. The cops had found him no doubt. Should he answer the door? Heero was unsure. His throat suddenly felt dry. He had never been caught before, how should he know what to do. Should he somehow get out of the apartment? He could break through the walls to the apartment next door? Maybe. No…Heero took a deep breath and slowly got up from his chair. Maybe it wasn't the cops, by some stroke of luck.

Besides the only people who knew where he lived was the lady at the library, and Relena. He gritted his teeth as he reached for the handle of the door, his muscles tensing up as they seemed to do if he was ready to strike his attackers. He swung the door open slowly, and a small brown head peeked through.

"Hello?"

Heero stood shocked at the recognition of the voice. Well, it certainly wasn't Relena…defiantly not.

"Hello?" Duo waved a hand in front of his face and smirked. "Why so shocked to see me Heero? I betcha you weren't expecting me, ne?

Heero was speechless. No he defiantly wasn't expecting this one. Why was god punishing him like this? He knew why, just didn't feel like admitting it at the moment.

"I…er...no…uh...How the heck did you find me?" he asked intelligently.

Duo laughed and stepped inside the door. "I'll give you some credit, Hee-chan," Heero winced at the new nickname "you weren't an easy man to find. But I did. And it's my little secret. I don't usually like to spoil my sources." He winked devilishly and leaned up against the wall.

Heero blinked as an awkward silence followed his comment. Things had always felt awkward between the two of them. At least to Heero. Duo didn't seem to mind in the least.

Maybe it was because Heero was fighting a battle with himself. He didn't want to see Duo. Duo was an overly cute distraction to him and his job. Then again, he DID want to see Duo BECAUSE he was an overly cute distraction. The thought made him want to clutch his head in frustration, but instead he said

"So, what do you want?"

There was a hint of ferocity to his tone from the part that wanted to drive him away. Duo would be in danger if Dr. J found out about him, Heero suddenly realized. Dr. J didn't like anyone knowing Heero personally, afraid they might find out about his scam.

Duo looked down at his feet. "I wanted to see if you wanted to join me for a coffee. You know, just to get to know each other better. I mean, we seem to bump into each other now and then, so why not be friends officially?"

Is this guy serious? Heero thought to himself. He tried to keep himself from groaning in exasperation. Duo was deliberately trying to make it hard for him to let go.

Heero sighed. "Duo, look. I don't even know you. I-"

"But that's what I just said Heero. I take you out for coffee so we can get to know each other better!" Duo said, looking up at him with bright violet eyes.

"Duo, you aren't getting what I'm saying. I'm…." What was he going to tell him? "I'm very busy a lot of the time and-"

"Heero if this is about the dance, then I'm sorry. Was your girlfriend angry with you?" Duo asked innocently, batting his eyelashes unconsciously.

Heero took a step back from the enigma that was Duo. Did he realize what he was doing to him? Did he know of the battle Heero was fighting with himself?

"I told you Duo…in the park, remember? I'm not interested in girls right now." Heero huffed. The braided boy gave him a suspicious look and then tapped his eyelid.

"Heero…I saw her with my own eyes. She ran after you screaming 'Heeeeeerrrroooo!' and waving her arms about like a chicken. Not a hard person to miss if you catch my drift." Duo explained, doing such an accurate impression of the blonde girl, Heero had to wince.

"She…ah…wasn't my girlfriend….more like my leech. She never leaves me alone. If she sees you, expect to get hot and bothered. She's annoying."

Duo's face lightened a bit. "Really? Well then. You're coming for coffee with me. There is nothing stopping you from coming except a little bit of work-"

Heero snorted.

"- so you can just stay for a while. No harm will be done."

"But what about the things holding you back?" Heero inquired softly. Duo's smile disappeared from his face.

"Wufei…he'll be gone for a while… his old friend died today. Shot in the head she was. It was all over the news. He was devastated, so he went to see her, and identify her body."

Heero choked. Shit….Wufei and Sally….friends?? So much for keeping things clean for a while. All over the news too! That usually didn't happen until a couple days later. Color drained from his face and Duo looked up at him.

"Something wrong Heero?" He asked innocently.

"Uh…nothing…Now….what were we saying? Coffee. Right. Go…coffee!"

TBC

Mistress Shinigami: Hoo HA! This took a long time. A very long time. Gomen Minna-san. I'll try to get more up. This chapter was shorter too. Gomen again!

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