Chapter 4
"Dad? Dad, are you okay?" Kira asked upon seeing Heero's suddenly white face. Duo frowned
and bent over to pick up the dropped phone.
"Yo Heero, you okay?"
In all of his time, he'd never been blank. Every situation, he'd always known what to do, but now, Heero
Yuy, the perfect soldier, had no idea what to do. Kira frowned.
"Dad?" His voice jarred Heero from his trance. He turned to look at his son, his expression completely
lost.
"Heero?!" Duo shouted. Heero couldn't respond. Suddenly, a hand flew from nowhere and contacted with
his face.
WHAP!
Heero stumbled back looking in shock at Trowa who looked just as scared as he felt.
"Trowa!" Quatra shouted.
"Uncle!!" Myuki cried. Trowa lowered his hand slowly.
"Sorry, but you were . . . . . ." The man couldn't find the words to describe the horror filled expression on
Heero's face, he was completely void of emotion, and it scared him. Heero swallowed.
"Thanks." He managed to get out, before turning to Kira. "We have to speed things up, from the looks of
it, the enemy has already set the next plan into motion."
"Motion?! What are you TALKING about?!" Heero cleared his throat.
"I just got a call from . . . . . from Relena. My second son has been shot, that only leaves Jessica, she's the
next target." He said softly. The sword in Kira's hand fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Zechs?" He whispered softly. Heero nodded, Kira stumbled forward, looking like a lost child.
"But . . . but he had nothing to do with this!" Kira croaked. "He was INNOCENT dammit!!" Heero shook
his head.
"The first lesson of war, regardless of whether you are young, old, male, female, guilty or innocent.
Someone will die, no matter what they are. Killer or killed." Kira slammed his fist against the wall.
"DAMMIT!!" Heero shook his head.
"I have to go see Relena. I'm not sure what I can do, but I have to see her." Kira scowled.
"I'm coming!"
"NO!" Heero nearly shouted. Kira flinched slightly. "No." Heero said more gently.
"But dad-!"
"No Kira. One, if you show up, you're cover will most likely be blown, and second, if they're still watching
the house, then you'll be targeted again. Please Kira, we can't lose you, not when we're so far into this."
Kira scowled.
"Trowa, I leave Kira to you." Heero said calmly to his comrade, then turned and left. Kira scowled and scuffed
his shoe against the floor. The others all left, Luna, being the last one, cast a look at Kira, before following.
The door snapped shut behind them.
~~~
"The gun shot was very powerful. That's all we know, it's a good thing this kid was wearing a bullet proof
vest, the vest didn't protect him 100%, but at such close range, we're lucky it didn't go straight through his
body." Sally deducted.
"Bullet proof vest? Do you think he was suspecting this?" Heero asked, his eyes narrowed.
"Most likely. After seeing Kira- . . . last night, it's most likely he formed that much, Zechs is a very smart
child."
"How deep did the shot go?" Heero asked. Sally sighed.
"Deep enough that he'll need surgery, but not deep enough to be fatal."
"Thank you." Relena whispered. Sally nodded. Turning, she left the room.
"Relena, I'm sorry I wasn't here." Relena shook her head.
"It's alright, I don't need to be told to know when a fight is brewing. You're just reverting to your old
ways, I guess I'm just luckier this time, at least, you won't have to worry about killing me right?" She said
with a weak smile, Heero reached out and pulled her into a hug.
"I will NEVER think that again. I'm sorry Relena."
"Heero . . ."
~~~
"It's COLD!!" A voice complained loudly.
"Well of course it's cold!! It's ice of course!" Heero chuckled while watching his sun get treatment for a
bump on his head he had apparently receiver after he had fallen back and hit his head on the pavement. The
doctor had just pressed a pack of ice to Zechs forehead. The teen swore loudly and decided to take the rest
without complaint.
"Zechs?"
"Hm? Yes dad?"
"Did you see who shot you?"
"Not really, I . . I'm pretty sure he was wearing a black coat, sunglasses, looked like the Yasake brand to
me. And gloves. Average cotton kind. Brown hair too. Light brown hair." Heero nodded.
"Okay."
"You got all that before you fell unconscious?!" Yuki asked in awe.
"It's what I do best." Zechs answered nonchalantly. Solo snickered.
"Well, anyway, we're glad you're alright Zechs. Really." Zechs nodded stiffly.
"Alright, I think it's best if we let Zechs recover. And that means WE have to leave him alone." Wufei said
in a calm voice, the group nodded in agreement, and walked out, leaving Zechs to think.
'Truth is, I think they really attacked me because of the same reason they attacked Kira. Well, whatever the
reason, they're still not going to take me down.'
~~~
Kira swung with his sword repeatedly, trying to build up his arm muscles. He'd only been at it for 6
minutes, but already he was breathing harshly, mainly because of the pain that shot through his chest, the
bullet wound hadn't fully healed yet. Trowa was on the other side of the room, typing away at his laptop,
probably trying to find more information about the enemy. Kira slowly lowered his sword, took some deep
breaths, then raised his sword. Holding it straight, he raised it slowly, then swung down and started into a
series of sword attack patterns. This continued for several minutes, sweat dripped off Kira's chin as pain
shot through his body. His shallow breath turned into heavy gasps.
'I'm not strong enough! If I were, none of this would have happened!' He thought angrily, his rage driving
him.
'I can't do anything, if I were there, then . . . . then I could've . . . this is JUST like before!!' Kira thought
as a memory swamped his mind.
~ Flashback ~
Kira laughed, he was only 15 and had just walked out of the movie theater with Joanne, Elaine and Klef.
"Seriously, you guys should have seen Elaine's face when I grabbed her arm, I swear, I won't be hearing
anything for the next week."
"Well you Kira, shouldn't grab my arm when I'm in the middle of a scary movie."
"You screeched right into my ear!!" Kira protested. The group laughed.
"Man, sorry I missed that, I wish I didn't have to go to my soccer practice." Klef said sourly with a grim
smile.
"Yeah, sorry. Mom and dad had a major fuss over me and my homework. So sorry guys."
"No prob." Kira replied swiftly, reaching a fork in the road, he dashed off in the other direction.
"See you tomorrow guys!" He said with a wave.
"See ya Kira!"
"Don't forget we have an audition tomorrow!"
"How could I forget?!" Kira yelled back. "I swear, one day, our band will be on TV!!"
"Right! Later dude!" Kira, chuckling dashed around the corner and raced up the street to his house, the
moment he rounded the corner, his pace instantly slowed.
"Cop cars?" Kira murmured. "Is mom having a meeting or something?" He wondered aloud while
crossing through the gates.
"HEY! YOU! No trespassing!" A voice yelled. Kira looked offended.
"Trespassing?! If anyone's trespassing, it's you guys. Who do you think you are kicking me out of my own
home?!" He demanded.
"What's your name?" A cop asked quietly. Kira stared at him confused.
"Kira. Akira Yuy." The cops nodded, then one walked up and ran a hand through his scarce white hair.
"C'mon kid, we're going to take you to your parents."
"Parents? Where are they?"
"You're . . . . . you're father's in the hospital. An assassin made it through the guards while your mother
was talking and your father took the shot for her. We were waiting for you." Kira's skin paled.
"M-my dad?!"
"It's not serious, in fact, the shot didn't even come up on the X-ray. He should be fine."
"Should?!" Kira demanded incredulously. His fists were clenched.
'I was off having fun, and my dad gets SHOT?? What the HELL is the matter with me?! I should've been
there!'
~ End ~
Just like before, he had been here, having a practice fight with Solo, and Zechs had gotten shot, of course,
he had gotten shot himself, but that wasn't the point.
'I'm USELESS!!' He thought angrily, and blinded by his own rage, swung his sword so hard down, that
before he even thought about stopping it, it smacked hard into the ground, chipping away some cement, the
blade remained fine. Trowa looked up.
"Kira, maybe you should rest." He said in his monotone voice, face impassive. Kira turned to Trowa.
"Hey Trowa?"
"Yes?"
"My dad is often said to be the perfect soldier, why is that?" Trowa blinked once, then thought for a
moment.
"There are a few possibilities. One is the way he was brought up, two is his training, and three . . ."
"Three?"
"Well, in his Gundam, Wing Zero, we recovered a system, this system enhanced your fighting abilities
greatly."
"What's it called?"
". . . . . . . .The Zero system."
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own plot, the GW kids and yeah . . . . .we all know.
"Dad? Dad, are you okay?" Kira asked upon seeing Heero's suddenly white face. Duo frowned
and bent over to pick up the dropped phone.
"Yo Heero, you okay?"
In all of his time, he'd never been blank. Every situation, he'd always known what to do, but now, Heero
Yuy, the perfect soldier, had no idea what to do. Kira frowned.
"Dad?" His voice jarred Heero from his trance. He turned to look at his son, his expression completely
lost.
"Heero?!" Duo shouted. Heero couldn't respond. Suddenly, a hand flew from nowhere and contacted with
his face.
WHAP!
Heero stumbled back looking in shock at Trowa who looked just as scared as he felt.
"Trowa!" Quatra shouted.
"Uncle!!" Myuki cried. Trowa lowered his hand slowly.
"Sorry, but you were . . . . . ." The man couldn't find the words to describe the horror filled expression on
Heero's face, he was completely void of emotion, and it scared him. Heero swallowed.
"Thanks." He managed to get out, before turning to Kira. "We have to speed things up, from the looks of
it, the enemy has already set the next plan into motion."
"Motion?! What are you TALKING about?!" Heero cleared his throat.
"I just got a call from . . . . . from Relena. My second son has been shot, that only leaves Jessica, she's the
next target." He said softly. The sword in Kira's hand fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Zechs?" He whispered softly. Heero nodded, Kira stumbled forward, looking like a lost child.
"But . . . but he had nothing to do with this!" Kira croaked. "He was INNOCENT dammit!!" Heero shook
his head.
"The first lesson of war, regardless of whether you are young, old, male, female, guilty or innocent.
Someone will die, no matter what they are. Killer or killed." Kira slammed his fist against the wall.
"DAMMIT!!" Heero shook his head.
"I have to go see Relena. I'm not sure what I can do, but I have to see her." Kira scowled.
"I'm coming!"
"NO!" Heero nearly shouted. Kira flinched slightly. "No." Heero said more gently.
"But dad-!"
"No Kira. One, if you show up, you're cover will most likely be blown, and second, if they're still watching
the house, then you'll be targeted again. Please Kira, we can't lose you, not when we're so far into this."
Kira scowled.
"Trowa, I leave Kira to you." Heero said calmly to his comrade, then turned and left. Kira scowled and scuffed
his shoe against the floor. The others all left, Luna, being the last one, cast a look at Kira, before following.
The door snapped shut behind them.
~~~
"The gun shot was very powerful. That's all we know, it's a good thing this kid was wearing a bullet proof
vest, the vest didn't protect him 100%, but at such close range, we're lucky it didn't go straight through his
body." Sally deducted.
"Bullet proof vest? Do you think he was suspecting this?" Heero asked, his eyes narrowed.
"Most likely. After seeing Kira- . . . last night, it's most likely he formed that much, Zechs is a very smart
child."
"How deep did the shot go?" Heero asked. Sally sighed.
"Deep enough that he'll need surgery, but not deep enough to be fatal."
"Thank you." Relena whispered. Sally nodded. Turning, she left the room.
"Relena, I'm sorry I wasn't here." Relena shook her head.
"It's alright, I don't need to be told to know when a fight is brewing. You're just reverting to your old
ways, I guess I'm just luckier this time, at least, you won't have to worry about killing me right?" She said
with a weak smile, Heero reached out and pulled her into a hug.
"I will NEVER think that again. I'm sorry Relena."
"Heero . . ."
~~~
"It's COLD!!" A voice complained loudly.
"Well of course it's cold!! It's ice of course!" Heero chuckled while watching his sun get treatment for a
bump on his head he had apparently receiver after he had fallen back and hit his head on the pavement. The
doctor had just pressed a pack of ice to Zechs forehead. The teen swore loudly and decided to take the rest
without complaint.
"Zechs?"
"Hm? Yes dad?"
"Did you see who shot you?"
"Not really, I . . I'm pretty sure he was wearing a black coat, sunglasses, looked like the Yasake brand to
me. And gloves. Average cotton kind. Brown hair too. Light brown hair." Heero nodded.
"Okay."
"You got all that before you fell unconscious?!" Yuki asked in awe.
"It's what I do best." Zechs answered nonchalantly. Solo snickered.
"Well, anyway, we're glad you're alright Zechs. Really." Zechs nodded stiffly.
"Alright, I think it's best if we let Zechs recover. And that means WE have to leave him alone." Wufei said
in a calm voice, the group nodded in agreement, and walked out, leaving Zechs to think.
'Truth is, I think they really attacked me because of the same reason they attacked Kira. Well, whatever the
reason, they're still not going to take me down.'
~~~
Kira swung with his sword repeatedly, trying to build up his arm muscles. He'd only been at it for 6
minutes, but already he was breathing harshly, mainly because of the pain that shot through his chest, the
bullet wound hadn't fully healed yet. Trowa was on the other side of the room, typing away at his laptop,
probably trying to find more information about the enemy. Kira slowly lowered his sword, took some deep
breaths, then raised his sword. Holding it straight, he raised it slowly, then swung down and started into a
series of sword attack patterns. This continued for several minutes, sweat dripped off Kira's chin as pain
shot through his body. His shallow breath turned into heavy gasps.
'I'm not strong enough! If I were, none of this would have happened!' He thought angrily, his rage driving
him.
'I can't do anything, if I were there, then . . . . then I could've . . . this is JUST like before!!' Kira thought
as a memory swamped his mind.
~ Flashback ~
Kira laughed, he was only 15 and had just walked out of the movie theater with Joanne, Elaine and Klef.
"Seriously, you guys should have seen Elaine's face when I grabbed her arm, I swear, I won't be hearing
anything for the next week."
"Well you Kira, shouldn't grab my arm when I'm in the middle of a scary movie."
"You screeched right into my ear!!" Kira protested. The group laughed.
"Man, sorry I missed that, I wish I didn't have to go to my soccer practice." Klef said sourly with a grim
smile.
"Yeah, sorry. Mom and dad had a major fuss over me and my homework. So sorry guys."
"No prob." Kira replied swiftly, reaching a fork in the road, he dashed off in the other direction.
"See you tomorrow guys!" He said with a wave.
"See ya Kira!"
"Don't forget we have an audition tomorrow!"
"How could I forget?!" Kira yelled back. "I swear, one day, our band will be on TV!!"
"Right! Later dude!" Kira, chuckling dashed around the corner and raced up the street to his house, the
moment he rounded the corner, his pace instantly slowed.
"Cop cars?" Kira murmured. "Is mom having a meeting or something?" He wondered aloud while
crossing through the gates.
"HEY! YOU! No trespassing!" A voice yelled. Kira looked offended.
"Trespassing?! If anyone's trespassing, it's you guys. Who do you think you are kicking me out of my own
home?!" He demanded.
"What's your name?" A cop asked quietly. Kira stared at him confused.
"Kira. Akira Yuy." The cops nodded, then one walked up and ran a hand through his scarce white hair.
"C'mon kid, we're going to take you to your parents."
"Parents? Where are they?"
"You're . . . . . you're father's in the hospital. An assassin made it through the guards while your mother
was talking and your father took the shot for her. We were waiting for you." Kira's skin paled.
"M-my dad?!"
"It's not serious, in fact, the shot didn't even come up on the X-ray. He should be fine."
"Should?!" Kira demanded incredulously. His fists were clenched.
'I was off having fun, and my dad gets SHOT?? What the HELL is the matter with me?! I should've been
there!'
~ End ~
Just like before, he had been here, having a practice fight with Solo, and Zechs had gotten shot, of course,
he had gotten shot himself, but that wasn't the point.
'I'm USELESS!!' He thought angrily, and blinded by his own rage, swung his sword so hard down, that
before he even thought about stopping it, it smacked hard into the ground, chipping away some cement, the
blade remained fine. Trowa looked up.
"Kira, maybe you should rest." He said in his monotone voice, face impassive. Kira turned to Trowa.
"Hey Trowa?"
"Yes?"
"My dad is often said to be the perfect soldier, why is that?" Trowa blinked once, then thought for a
moment.
"There are a few possibilities. One is the way he was brought up, two is his training, and three . . ."
"Three?"
"Well, in his Gundam, Wing Zero, we recovered a system, this system enhanced your fighting abilities
greatly."
"What's it called?"
". . . . . . . .The Zero system."
Disclaimer: Not mine, I own plot, the GW kids and yeah . . . . .we all know.