Don't Mess With My Little Brother
Disclaimer: As always I own nothing but the overall plot and request that no one takes any of my created characters, or at least without asking. Thanks to all those who have been reviewing and for the encouragement in them, much appreciated. I hope you enjoy this latest chapter and that you'll review.
All was silent in the room in Preventers as Heero's statement hung in the air. Each was thinking how stupid they had been to think that they could pull it off. More importantly however they were thinking of what they'd done to their friend, knowing that they would probably lose him forever because of it. They had betrayed him without meaning to and now he'd find out and there would be hell to pay.
"What have we done?" Duo said under his breath as the image of the look of pain on his best friend's face repeatedly flashed before his eyes. 'What have we done?"
Calmly Paris reached behind his neck and released the catch for the chain, Heero now in every look and gesture. Taking it off he held it in his right hand for a minute, staring at it as though it would disappear if he looked at it hard enough. But of course it didn't and as he stared at it he wondered how he could be so stupid. He was a soldier and like any good soldier he knew his weaknesses, knew he had three very large ones that could be exploited. Whoever had come up with the idea knew him well enough to know that Relena was one of them. Duo? Unlikely. His former best friend had always teased him about her but Paris was pretty sure that Duo had no idea how close to the truth he was. Trowa and Quatre probably would have a good idea but this wasn't Trowa's style and Quatre wouldn't do something like this. Wufei either.
"I'm thinking that Zechs and maybe Une came in to help." Paris said softly turning the chain over and over again in his hands as though it would make the situation go away if he did it enough times. "What do you think?" he added looking over at his sister though not really seeing her.
"Probably for Zechs." Rome admitted as she struggled to see beyond the red haze covering her eyes, which had appeared when she'd seen the hurt on her brother's face. If Zechs had been a part of this, he was going to pay, big time. "I doubt they brought in Gollum though, too dangerous. They probably kept it in the family."
"Why do you call her that? Lady Une I mean." Julian asked, having followed the basic conversation but still clueless on a few points. He was pretty sure Rome was really angry and Paris was hurt so he wasn't happy either but maybe he could help lighten the blow by cheering them up a bit.
"Because she reminds me of Gollum from the Lord of the Rings series, that's why." Paris said absently as he rubbed his finger along the back of the charm, looking for the release for the back where the tracking device would be. "Either of you got a pen knife or something with a small blade to it? I think I found a way to dissect it"
"Here." Julian said pulling out a small Swiss army knife that he used to open his mail and other stuff. "You can probably use one of the blades in it anyway. So exactly why does Lady Une remind you of Gollum? Wasn't he that weird looking creature that threw himself into a volcano over a friggin ring?"
"Lets just say that during the war there were a lot of similarities between the two." Rome said as she watched her brother use one of the smaller blades to work the back off the charm, which was giving him some difficulty. She could think of several people she wanted to throw into a volcano at that moment and one was a man she'd loved since she was a teenager!
"What, was she obsessed with jewelry too?" Julian said, still not getting it, or pretending not to, depending on who you ask. "She certainly doesn't look like Gollum, even when she had that weird hairdo thing going. Or do I have the wrong story? There were elves, dwarves and some guy bent on taking over the world right?"
"Lady Une wasn't obsessed with jewelry Julian." Rome said rolling her eyes but having the nagging suspicion that these twenty questions was for their benefit. She'd rather not have gone into detail about the story but maybe it would take her mind off her urge to go back to Preventers and kick some major ass. Julian didn't like violence of any kind, weird guy that he was. "Basically there was a ring created that could enslave mankind and all those who possessed the ring were in turn possessed by it. One of the people was a River creature by the name of Smeagol who was enslaved by the ring and developed a split personality because of it. His good side, what remained of it was Smeagol while the other side was called Gollum who was prepared to do anything, cheat, steal and kill in cold blood for his precious, which is what he called the ring."
"Kinda how when Lady Une wore her hair up and in those weird buns." Julian said with a happy smile, he was finally getting it and Rome wasn't looking like a predator anymore. Course she was real good at hiding things so that didn't mean she wasn't still foaming at the mouth. "When she had her hair like that she was Gollum and when it was down and she looked really hot she was Smeagol."
"Right. Now can you guess what her precious was?" Paris said as he finally managed to remove the added back to the charm, revealing proof of his so- called friends' betrayal.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Julian said looking as though he'd just been asked to solve world hunger in a matter of seconds. His lower lip caught between his teeth and patting the side of his face with a finger his face lit up like a Christmas tree when it finally hit him. "Treize! Treize was Lady Une's precious!"
"Got it in one." Paris said with a fake smile. "And as your reward you can have this, minus the tracking device." He added as he held out the chain, setting a small device on the table. Slightly unsure Julian accepted the chain reluctantly while Rome and Paris turned their attention to the device Paris was now holding in his hand.
"It's one I designed." Paris said softly as he looked at it. "The son-of-a- bitches used one of my own trackers against me. If they were smart enough to do this then they knew I was meeting you here. Odds are they're watching us right now."
"Sound as well as visual?" Rome said coolly, unwilling to acknowledge the part of her that was itching to load up on ammo and blow some Preventers into pieces too small for a mouse to see. Taking a deep breathe, reminding herself that it wouldn't help Rome set a hand on her brother's shoulder and waited for him to answer.
"Yes, it taps into all cameras and other visuals in the room, there likely watching us right now, and hear us as well." Paris said moments later after he'd studied the piece. "Looks like Heero Yuy will be joining Lucrezia Noin in the missing in action files, killed by Preventers in the line of duty." Paris finished as he dropped the bug onto the floor and brought his heel down on it. "Their device will have already logged into our electronic systems, they can still monitor are actions."
"Then I guess we better be going." Rome said getting out of her seat, the lights above changing her hair into multiple shades in the dimming light. "Care to join us Julian or stay here for a while? They're really stupid but I doubt they set anyone along to confront us. Heero's was always the suicidal one of the bunch."
"Nah, I'll stay here and Ling and I will cover your back." Julian said referring to his personal assistant that he never went anywhere without and couldn't lose if he tried. She had been an assassin during the war and owed her life to Paris. She was paying him back by babysitting Julian for them. Julian preferred the term assisting him but basically she babysat him. It wasn't an easy job.
"I'll send her over then." Rome said with a nod as she watched her brother slip on his leather jacket, Heero's face still in place. "We'll talk to you later." She said leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek and began to thread her way through the crowds, Paris close behind her. Motioning to her with a movement of her head Rome watched Sue-Ling move out of the shadows she'd been occupying to meet them near the door leading to the exits.
"Master?" Sue-Ling said, sensing her master's pain as soon as she could get close enough to them. Paris could not hide behind his mask with her, she knew him too well. "Something is wrong." She stated, rather then asked.
"Several of the Preventers know of my relation to Rome and Julian, as well as our first names." Paris said as he looked at her through blank eyes. He'd been running through their conversation in his head and them hearing even two minutes of their conversation at the right time meant everything was ruined. He was going have to leave his life as Heero Yuy forever, he was only Paris McMaster now.
"Do you wish me to dispose of them?" Sue-Ling asked with a raised eyebrow. It had been nearly a year since she'd taken a life and in all her time serving her master he had never once asked her to use her skills in that department. However she was willing and it was obvious they had not found out about her master in an honorable way. They deserved to be punished.
"No, anyone pumps them full of lead its going to be one of us." Rome said motioning to herself and her brother. "It's possible that they might try to get to us through Julian, thought we'd give you advanced warning."
"They will fail." Sue-Ling said in a flat voice that broke no argument. Even though she'd started out taking care of Julian at Master's request she'd grown fond of the moron and like any good mother she wouldn't tolerate anyone threatening her cub. They would find her knives an adequate claw if they attempted to harm those under her master's care.
"Never doubted it for a second. We're heading out, you need us we'll be at home." Paris said as he gave her a weak attempt at a smile. His Heero look was gone and only someone who knew him could see the pain and rage hidden so well from view. "We have a monopoly game to finish."
"You two and your monopoly." Lana said coming out of the crowds having seen her bosses about to exit. They rarely came in to check on the club, especially together and she didn't want them leaving without her at least saying goodbye. They were very good friends of hers and she owed them a great deal, not just for letting her run their club. "Sometimes I think you two would play that game twenty-four-seven if you could. Who's winning right now?" Lana asked picking up on the vibes coming off of Paris which was unusual since Rome tended to be the more violent one.
"I am." Rome and Paris said together before looking at each other angrily. Their father had taught them both to play the game when they were children too young to really understand but both had inherited his competitive streak and love of the game. At sports, drinking and fighting they both accepted each other superiority at certain aspects but when it came to monopoly all bets were off. It was war.
"I'm winning Rome, I have hotels everywhere that are going to clean out your accounts and all your pathetic houses."
"On the contrary little brother, you may have more hotels but I have the railroads, plenty of houses and more money then you do."
"You wish. I'm going to blow you out of the water."
"Not a chance."
"Aren't you two heading home?" Sue-Ling said knowing from experience that things would get ugly if they continued to argue over it. Both her Master and his sister were obsessed with the board game and took it far too seriously, which was probably due to the fact that they used real money which people had been trying to talk them out of for years. Losing thousands in one night wasn't a great thing to do on a daily basis.
"Yea." Rome said resisting the urge to stick out her tongue at her brother. "We're out of here Lana. Say bye to Victor for us."
"Will do Boss." Lana said having a feeling that something else was wrong besides their weird obsession of beating each other at the game.
"Bye Lana, Sue-Ling." The siblings said and with a wave made their way out of the club, through the office and out the door where Paris's bike and Rome's mustang sat waiting for them, both heavily secured in case anyone who didn't know their rep tried anything. Anyone who lived in the area long knew you ended up bleeding and broken if you messed with anything or one that was involved with something owned by the McMaster siblings.
"Meet you there?" Rome asked casually as she pulled her keys out of her pocket. The night air felt good after the heat generated from the bodies inside but neither really noticed, their minds elsewhere.
"Yea." Paris agreed with the slightest hint of rage in his voice. He could literally feel the waves of pain and anger lap over him but he fought it, put a lease on it until he came into contact with something he could destroy without regret.
"You ain't goin no where bitch."
Turning their heads they turned to see a familiar face walking towards them. Two groups of people owned this side of the wharf and the people walking towards them was the other half. They'd moved into the area about the same time and tended to stay out of each other's way, them because they were afraid of the McMaster rep and the McMasters because they'd kill them all if they had to stay in their company for long periods of time. Half of the six people walking towards then were built like bulldozers, this obviously wasn't a social call.
"Tran." Rome said coolly as she slipped her keys in between her fingers, forming a makeshift tiger claw. It had been a while since she'd been in a good street brawl, she could definitely go for some head busting right about now. "Problem?"
"Yea I got a problem with you bitch. You and the rest of your f#*kin family think your so big and mighty with all you money but you damn well gone too far this time. Its time a real man taught you your place so you might as well send lover boy home. You ain't goin a be up to entertaining when me and my boys get through with you " Tran sneered motioning to Paris with the switchblade that had magically appeared in his hand.
"I'm not going anywhere Tran." Paris said and had the small satisfaction of watching Tran's face whiten ever so slightly. Obviously no one had had time to inform Tran that he was in town and was now realizing the trouble he was in. It was one thing to take on one of them and another to take on both at the same time.
"Well, well. The youngest McMaster is here slumming." Tran said recovering his composure quickly, already calculating how badly the situation had gotten. He'd never seen the McMasters fight but he'd seen people after they had. Enough to make an axe murderer sick. "It's been a while boy."
"Not long enough." Paris said walking towards Tran slowly as he took off his leather jacket and shirt, throwing them to his sister who caught them out of reflex. "But for once I'm actually happy to see you Tran. You see I have a real need to kill right now but the people I'm after aren't here right now so you and your boys get to take their place. Hope you said your prayers before you came to mess with my sister Tran, cause your going to need all the holy prevention god has to get out of this alive." He finished the sentence as he pulled back his fist and jammed it into Tran's face, his head snapping back from the blow, sending him flying to the pavement. Before he'd hit the ground the rest of his boys pounced on Paris who only smiled and taking some expected punches gave back ten times worse what he was getting.
Her eyes firing up Rome threw the clothing into the car and keys still in place tapped one of her brother's attackers, jamming her fist and keys into his stomach. Howling with pain he shut up quickly with a quick hand chop to the neck. Grabbing another by the neck in a headlock she pulled him away from her brother while he rammed two heads together, the sounds of bone cracking easy to hear in the silence of the night. Breaking from her lock the man charged at Rome only to have her move out of the way at the last minute, setting him off balance so that he ran into a wall instead and didn't get up again. Looking over she saw her brother street boxing with one of the remaining while avoiding the pipe being swung at him from all directions from the other one still standing. Moving with the stealth of a cat Rome came up behind him and brought the pipe down on his head just as Paris's two leg sent his boxing partner down for the last time.
"Well that was fun." Paris said with a smile as he swiped at the blood dripping from his lip. "I've missed the fun of a good dark alley brawl."
"Yea, I feel so much better." Rome said with an answering smile as she stretched her arms above her head. "We should definitely do this more often."
"Rome, look out." Paris said seeing Tran get up snake quick from behind Rome. Spinning around Rome saw his hand with a knife coming towards her with lightning speed. Hand already raised to block it the hand was stopped when a larger knife came whizzing through the air to go completely through his wrist. Taking advantage Rome doubled up her fist and cold conked him but not before she'd grabbed his knife and thrown it into the hand that had been reaching for his gun. Standing over the body, breathing hard, Rome reached down and pulled the ornamental knife from his wrist and wiping it off on Tran's shirt offered it back to Sue-Ling who'd materialize from the shadows.
"Thank you." Sue-Ling said taking her weapon back. As though it were the most casual thing in the world to do she slid the blade into its sheath which was cleverly hidden in the folds of her simple dress. "You're both well?"
"Yea." Paris said and before Sue-Ling could stop him he gave her a big hug that lifted her off the ground.
Still not use to his shows of affection Sue-Ling absently patted his back until he finally put her down. Moving slightly closer to Rome Sue-Ling watched him wearily for a moment before withdrawing some papers from a pocket. "Julian forgot to give you these."
"Thanks again." Rome said knowing that the thanks weren't really necessary. Had she been a stranger Sue-Ling would have doubtfully interfered and would have likely left her to her own fate. She'd saved her because she was Paris's sister.
"No problem." Sue-Ling said stiffly. Bowing her head in Paris's direction Sue-Ling walked back into the club leaving the two siblings alone except for the six people occupying the ground in varying states of pain and suffering.
"Let's go home." Paris said with a sigh as he walked over to the car to retrieve his shirt and jacket; the lights illustrating the gleaming sweat he'd worked up in the short struggle. His back bore various scars and the beginnings of a bruise but all in all he looked like a young preppy boy out on the town, not a cold-blooded soldier. Funny but to her he'd never been either Rome thought as he got dressed. With a shrug Rome deliberately stepped on one of the guys on the ground and absently wiping her bloody keys on her pants slide into the car and started it up. Waving slightly to her brother Rome gunned the engine and took off, followed closely by her brother on his bike, both feeling a little better.
Watching them drive away on the screen all was silent, as it had been silent since the moment Heero had removed the tracking device from the chain. There was really nothing to be said at the moment really as all had absorbed his or her limit and no one was in any condition to say anything. Those who had never seen Heero or Noin in hand to hand combat, even those who had were stunned by what they saw and wondered if they were to be next. Had you ask them days before if they had ever saw Heero or Noin as a personal threat they would have laughed it off. Now there was nothing to laugh about. There was going to be hell to pay.
Well that's it for this chapter. I have many stories posted right now that aren't finished so I don't know when I'll be updating this but I'll try to make it sooner rather then later. As always I hope you'll review and any ideas you might have are welcome. Also for those who have been requesting some lemon and lime in this fic look to not the next chap but probably the one after that. Also if you'd like to see more of Julian, Sue-Ling and other members of the McMaster family, let me know. Thanks.
Disclaimer: As always I own nothing but the overall plot and request that no one takes any of my created characters, or at least without asking. Thanks to all those who have been reviewing and for the encouragement in them, much appreciated. I hope you enjoy this latest chapter and that you'll review.
All was silent in the room in Preventers as Heero's statement hung in the air. Each was thinking how stupid they had been to think that they could pull it off. More importantly however they were thinking of what they'd done to their friend, knowing that they would probably lose him forever because of it. They had betrayed him without meaning to and now he'd find out and there would be hell to pay.
"What have we done?" Duo said under his breath as the image of the look of pain on his best friend's face repeatedly flashed before his eyes. 'What have we done?"
Calmly Paris reached behind his neck and released the catch for the chain, Heero now in every look and gesture. Taking it off he held it in his right hand for a minute, staring at it as though it would disappear if he looked at it hard enough. But of course it didn't and as he stared at it he wondered how he could be so stupid. He was a soldier and like any good soldier he knew his weaknesses, knew he had three very large ones that could be exploited. Whoever had come up with the idea knew him well enough to know that Relena was one of them. Duo? Unlikely. His former best friend had always teased him about her but Paris was pretty sure that Duo had no idea how close to the truth he was. Trowa and Quatre probably would have a good idea but this wasn't Trowa's style and Quatre wouldn't do something like this. Wufei either.
"I'm thinking that Zechs and maybe Une came in to help." Paris said softly turning the chain over and over again in his hands as though it would make the situation go away if he did it enough times. "What do you think?" he added looking over at his sister though not really seeing her.
"Probably for Zechs." Rome admitted as she struggled to see beyond the red haze covering her eyes, which had appeared when she'd seen the hurt on her brother's face. If Zechs had been a part of this, he was going to pay, big time. "I doubt they brought in Gollum though, too dangerous. They probably kept it in the family."
"Why do you call her that? Lady Une I mean." Julian asked, having followed the basic conversation but still clueless on a few points. He was pretty sure Rome was really angry and Paris was hurt so he wasn't happy either but maybe he could help lighten the blow by cheering them up a bit.
"Because she reminds me of Gollum from the Lord of the Rings series, that's why." Paris said absently as he rubbed his finger along the back of the charm, looking for the release for the back where the tracking device would be. "Either of you got a pen knife or something with a small blade to it? I think I found a way to dissect it"
"Here." Julian said pulling out a small Swiss army knife that he used to open his mail and other stuff. "You can probably use one of the blades in it anyway. So exactly why does Lady Une remind you of Gollum? Wasn't he that weird looking creature that threw himself into a volcano over a friggin ring?"
"Lets just say that during the war there were a lot of similarities between the two." Rome said as she watched her brother use one of the smaller blades to work the back off the charm, which was giving him some difficulty. She could think of several people she wanted to throw into a volcano at that moment and one was a man she'd loved since she was a teenager!
"What, was she obsessed with jewelry too?" Julian said, still not getting it, or pretending not to, depending on who you ask. "She certainly doesn't look like Gollum, even when she had that weird hairdo thing going. Or do I have the wrong story? There were elves, dwarves and some guy bent on taking over the world right?"
"Lady Une wasn't obsessed with jewelry Julian." Rome said rolling her eyes but having the nagging suspicion that these twenty questions was for their benefit. She'd rather not have gone into detail about the story but maybe it would take her mind off her urge to go back to Preventers and kick some major ass. Julian didn't like violence of any kind, weird guy that he was. "Basically there was a ring created that could enslave mankind and all those who possessed the ring were in turn possessed by it. One of the people was a River creature by the name of Smeagol who was enslaved by the ring and developed a split personality because of it. His good side, what remained of it was Smeagol while the other side was called Gollum who was prepared to do anything, cheat, steal and kill in cold blood for his precious, which is what he called the ring."
"Kinda how when Lady Une wore her hair up and in those weird buns." Julian said with a happy smile, he was finally getting it and Rome wasn't looking like a predator anymore. Course she was real good at hiding things so that didn't mean she wasn't still foaming at the mouth. "When she had her hair like that she was Gollum and when it was down and she looked really hot she was Smeagol."
"Right. Now can you guess what her precious was?" Paris said as he finally managed to remove the added back to the charm, revealing proof of his so- called friends' betrayal.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Julian said looking as though he'd just been asked to solve world hunger in a matter of seconds. His lower lip caught between his teeth and patting the side of his face with a finger his face lit up like a Christmas tree when it finally hit him. "Treize! Treize was Lady Une's precious!"
"Got it in one." Paris said with a fake smile. "And as your reward you can have this, minus the tracking device." He added as he held out the chain, setting a small device on the table. Slightly unsure Julian accepted the chain reluctantly while Rome and Paris turned their attention to the device Paris was now holding in his hand.
"It's one I designed." Paris said softly as he looked at it. "The son-of-a- bitches used one of my own trackers against me. If they were smart enough to do this then they knew I was meeting you here. Odds are they're watching us right now."
"Sound as well as visual?" Rome said coolly, unwilling to acknowledge the part of her that was itching to load up on ammo and blow some Preventers into pieces too small for a mouse to see. Taking a deep breathe, reminding herself that it wouldn't help Rome set a hand on her brother's shoulder and waited for him to answer.
"Yes, it taps into all cameras and other visuals in the room, there likely watching us right now, and hear us as well." Paris said moments later after he'd studied the piece. "Looks like Heero Yuy will be joining Lucrezia Noin in the missing in action files, killed by Preventers in the line of duty." Paris finished as he dropped the bug onto the floor and brought his heel down on it. "Their device will have already logged into our electronic systems, they can still monitor are actions."
"Then I guess we better be going." Rome said getting out of her seat, the lights above changing her hair into multiple shades in the dimming light. "Care to join us Julian or stay here for a while? They're really stupid but I doubt they set anyone along to confront us. Heero's was always the suicidal one of the bunch."
"Nah, I'll stay here and Ling and I will cover your back." Julian said referring to his personal assistant that he never went anywhere without and couldn't lose if he tried. She had been an assassin during the war and owed her life to Paris. She was paying him back by babysitting Julian for them. Julian preferred the term assisting him but basically she babysat him. It wasn't an easy job.
"I'll send her over then." Rome said with a nod as she watched her brother slip on his leather jacket, Heero's face still in place. "We'll talk to you later." She said leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek and began to thread her way through the crowds, Paris close behind her. Motioning to her with a movement of her head Rome watched Sue-Ling move out of the shadows she'd been occupying to meet them near the door leading to the exits.
"Master?" Sue-Ling said, sensing her master's pain as soon as she could get close enough to them. Paris could not hide behind his mask with her, she knew him too well. "Something is wrong." She stated, rather then asked.
"Several of the Preventers know of my relation to Rome and Julian, as well as our first names." Paris said as he looked at her through blank eyes. He'd been running through their conversation in his head and them hearing even two minutes of their conversation at the right time meant everything was ruined. He was going have to leave his life as Heero Yuy forever, he was only Paris McMaster now.
"Do you wish me to dispose of them?" Sue-Ling asked with a raised eyebrow. It had been nearly a year since she'd taken a life and in all her time serving her master he had never once asked her to use her skills in that department. However she was willing and it was obvious they had not found out about her master in an honorable way. They deserved to be punished.
"No, anyone pumps them full of lead its going to be one of us." Rome said motioning to herself and her brother. "It's possible that they might try to get to us through Julian, thought we'd give you advanced warning."
"They will fail." Sue-Ling said in a flat voice that broke no argument. Even though she'd started out taking care of Julian at Master's request she'd grown fond of the moron and like any good mother she wouldn't tolerate anyone threatening her cub. They would find her knives an adequate claw if they attempted to harm those under her master's care.
"Never doubted it for a second. We're heading out, you need us we'll be at home." Paris said as he gave her a weak attempt at a smile. His Heero look was gone and only someone who knew him could see the pain and rage hidden so well from view. "We have a monopoly game to finish."
"You two and your monopoly." Lana said coming out of the crowds having seen her bosses about to exit. They rarely came in to check on the club, especially together and she didn't want them leaving without her at least saying goodbye. They were very good friends of hers and she owed them a great deal, not just for letting her run their club. "Sometimes I think you two would play that game twenty-four-seven if you could. Who's winning right now?" Lana asked picking up on the vibes coming off of Paris which was unusual since Rome tended to be the more violent one.
"I am." Rome and Paris said together before looking at each other angrily. Their father had taught them both to play the game when they were children too young to really understand but both had inherited his competitive streak and love of the game. At sports, drinking and fighting they both accepted each other superiority at certain aspects but when it came to monopoly all bets were off. It was war.
"I'm winning Rome, I have hotels everywhere that are going to clean out your accounts and all your pathetic houses."
"On the contrary little brother, you may have more hotels but I have the railroads, plenty of houses and more money then you do."
"You wish. I'm going to blow you out of the water."
"Not a chance."
"Aren't you two heading home?" Sue-Ling said knowing from experience that things would get ugly if they continued to argue over it. Both her Master and his sister were obsessed with the board game and took it far too seriously, which was probably due to the fact that they used real money which people had been trying to talk them out of for years. Losing thousands in one night wasn't a great thing to do on a daily basis.
"Yea." Rome said resisting the urge to stick out her tongue at her brother. "We're out of here Lana. Say bye to Victor for us."
"Will do Boss." Lana said having a feeling that something else was wrong besides their weird obsession of beating each other at the game.
"Bye Lana, Sue-Ling." The siblings said and with a wave made their way out of the club, through the office and out the door where Paris's bike and Rome's mustang sat waiting for them, both heavily secured in case anyone who didn't know their rep tried anything. Anyone who lived in the area long knew you ended up bleeding and broken if you messed with anything or one that was involved with something owned by the McMaster siblings.
"Meet you there?" Rome asked casually as she pulled her keys out of her pocket. The night air felt good after the heat generated from the bodies inside but neither really noticed, their minds elsewhere.
"Yea." Paris agreed with the slightest hint of rage in his voice. He could literally feel the waves of pain and anger lap over him but he fought it, put a lease on it until he came into contact with something he could destroy without regret.
"You ain't goin no where bitch."
Turning their heads they turned to see a familiar face walking towards them. Two groups of people owned this side of the wharf and the people walking towards them was the other half. They'd moved into the area about the same time and tended to stay out of each other's way, them because they were afraid of the McMaster rep and the McMasters because they'd kill them all if they had to stay in their company for long periods of time. Half of the six people walking towards then were built like bulldozers, this obviously wasn't a social call.
"Tran." Rome said coolly as she slipped her keys in between her fingers, forming a makeshift tiger claw. It had been a while since she'd been in a good street brawl, she could definitely go for some head busting right about now. "Problem?"
"Yea I got a problem with you bitch. You and the rest of your f#*kin family think your so big and mighty with all you money but you damn well gone too far this time. Its time a real man taught you your place so you might as well send lover boy home. You ain't goin a be up to entertaining when me and my boys get through with you " Tran sneered motioning to Paris with the switchblade that had magically appeared in his hand.
"I'm not going anywhere Tran." Paris said and had the small satisfaction of watching Tran's face whiten ever so slightly. Obviously no one had had time to inform Tran that he was in town and was now realizing the trouble he was in. It was one thing to take on one of them and another to take on both at the same time.
"Well, well. The youngest McMaster is here slumming." Tran said recovering his composure quickly, already calculating how badly the situation had gotten. He'd never seen the McMasters fight but he'd seen people after they had. Enough to make an axe murderer sick. "It's been a while boy."
"Not long enough." Paris said walking towards Tran slowly as he took off his leather jacket and shirt, throwing them to his sister who caught them out of reflex. "But for once I'm actually happy to see you Tran. You see I have a real need to kill right now but the people I'm after aren't here right now so you and your boys get to take their place. Hope you said your prayers before you came to mess with my sister Tran, cause your going to need all the holy prevention god has to get out of this alive." He finished the sentence as he pulled back his fist and jammed it into Tran's face, his head snapping back from the blow, sending him flying to the pavement. Before he'd hit the ground the rest of his boys pounced on Paris who only smiled and taking some expected punches gave back ten times worse what he was getting.
Her eyes firing up Rome threw the clothing into the car and keys still in place tapped one of her brother's attackers, jamming her fist and keys into his stomach. Howling with pain he shut up quickly with a quick hand chop to the neck. Grabbing another by the neck in a headlock she pulled him away from her brother while he rammed two heads together, the sounds of bone cracking easy to hear in the silence of the night. Breaking from her lock the man charged at Rome only to have her move out of the way at the last minute, setting him off balance so that he ran into a wall instead and didn't get up again. Looking over she saw her brother street boxing with one of the remaining while avoiding the pipe being swung at him from all directions from the other one still standing. Moving with the stealth of a cat Rome came up behind him and brought the pipe down on his head just as Paris's two leg sent his boxing partner down for the last time.
"Well that was fun." Paris said with a smile as he swiped at the blood dripping from his lip. "I've missed the fun of a good dark alley brawl."
"Yea, I feel so much better." Rome said with an answering smile as she stretched her arms above her head. "We should definitely do this more often."
"Rome, look out." Paris said seeing Tran get up snake quick from behind Rome. Spinning around Rome saw his hand with a knife coming towards her with lightning speed. Hand already raised to block it the hand was stopped when a larger knife came whizzing through the air to go completely through his wrist. Taking advantage Rome doubled up her fist and cold conked him but not before she'd grabbed his knife and thrown it into the hand that had been reaching for his gun. Standing over the body, breathing hard, Rome reached down and pulled the ornamental knife from his wrist and wiping it off on Tran's shirt offered it back to Sue-Ling who'd materialize from the shadows.
"Thank you." Sue-Ling said taking her weapon back. As though it were the most casual thing in the world to do she slid the blade into its sheath which was cleverly hidden in the folds of her simple dress. "You're both well?"
"Yea." Paris said and before Sue-Ling could stop him he gave her a big hug that lifted her off the ground.
Still not use to his shows of affection Sue-Ling absently patted his back until he finally put her down. Moving slightly closer to Rome Sue-Ling watched him wearily for a moment before withdrawing some papers from a pocket. "Julian forgot to give you these."
"Thanks again." Rome said knowing that the thanks weren't really necessary. Had she been a stranger Sue-Ling would have doubtfully interfered and would have likely left her to her own fate. She'd saved her because she was Paris's sister.
"No problem." Sue-Ling said stiffly. Bowing her head in Paris's direction Sue-Ling walked back into the club leaving the two siblings alone except for the six people occupying the ground in varying states of pain and suffering.
"Let's go home." Paris said with a sigh as he walked over to the car to retrieve his shirt and jacket; the lights illustrating the gleaming sweat he'd worked up in the short struggle. His back bore various scars and the beginnings of a bruise but all in all he looked like a young preppy boy out on the town, not a cold-blooded soldier. Funny but to her he'd never been either Rome thought as he got dressed. With a shrug Rome deliberately stepped on one of the guys on the ground and absently wiping her bloody keys on her pants slide into the car and started it up. Waving slightly to her brother Rome gunned the engine and took off, followed closely by her brother on his bike, both feeling a little better.
Watching them drive away on the screen all was silent, as it had been silent since the moment Heero had removed the tracking device from the chain. There was really nothing to be said at the moment really as all had absorbed his or her limit and no one was in any condition to say anything. Those who had never seen Heero or Noin in hand to hand combat, even those who had were stunned by what they saw and wondered if they were to be next. Had you ask them days before if they had ever saw Heero or Noin as a personal threat they would have laughed it off. Now there was nothing to laugh about. There was going to be hell to pay.
Well that's it for this chapter. I have many stories posted right now that aren't finished so I don't know when I'll be updating this but I'll try to make it sooner rather then later. As always I hope you'll review and any ideas you might have are welcome. Also for those who have been requesting some lemon and lime in this fic look to not the next chap but probably the one after that. Also if you'd like to see more of Julian, Sue-Ling and other members of the McMaster family, let me know. Thanks.