Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and the original characters as usual. This fic is not a 3/4 btw, there is no yaoi.

Blue Eyed Boy

Eve couldn't believe this was happening to her. Not only had she successfully infiltrated the Preventers, managed to break in without setting off any alarms AND find all the information she needed only to have some idiot trip the alarms. "Who ever you are I'm going to see you in a hell of a lot of pain if it's the last thing I do." Eve whispered under her breath as she hurried towards her escape route. She'd been on her way out when the moron had set off the alarms and now the place was being sealed up tighter then Keyda's grandfather's money. Seeing a shadow move out of the corner of her eye Keyda moved just in time, breaking into a run as a chunk of plaster went flying. Quickly Eve ducked just as the bullets went whizzing past her head and into the walls sending wood and more plaster flying everywhere. Cursing the work of amateurs she headed straight for the elevator and nearly ran right into Quatre who'd just come around the corner from the opposite direction. Pushing him into the wall Eve plastered herself to him as more bullets whizzed by them with millimeters to spare, bullets that would have killed him if she hadn't gotten to him first. Pressing the nearby elevator button Eve returned the shots with some of her own as the elevator doors slide open wide, the bullets hitting home causing her prey to scream in anger and pain as he fell to the floor to avoid the rest of them.

Grabbing his arm Eve practically threw Quatre into the elevator and then hurled herself in after him as the doors closed shut behind her. Breathing hard Eve jumped back onto her feet as quickly as she had fallen and pulling a deadly looking blade from her side pointed its tip at Quatre who'd been in the process of getting up as well. "Stay there and don't move." She growled as she looked around her to evaluate her situation. Swearing Eve estimated that she'd need a boost if she was to reach the safety hatch overhead and that just pissed her off even more. Turning back to him Eve eyed Quatre and wondered whether or not she should kill him now, later or at all. Of course I'm going to kill him Eve said to herself as she stared into his eyes with a coolness that chilled Quatre's blood. Just because he's the nicest guy you've ever met and has the most beautiful baby blue eyes you've ever seen is no reason to let him live, Eve thought before she thought before she though better of it. Which only made her want to bash her head into the elevator more to knock some sense into herself since she'd obviously lost quite a bit of it along the way. There was just something about him that reminded her of her dad and brothers, that gentleness and just plain goodness in their eyes. Trustworthy eyes. Shaking her head as if to clear it Eve walked closer to him until they were almost nose to nose, staring intently into his eyes through her shades which made Quatre want to squirm. "Listen up Winnnnnn." Before she could even complete his last name Eve felt the elevator lurch under them sending them backwards with a crash and sending the inside into darkness to add fuel to the fire.

Groaning Quatre opened his eyes with a fair amount of effort and realized that he now had the hunter trapped. Under me that is, Quatre thought wearily as he pushed himself up on his hands to look down at his captured thief who he would imagine was glaring up at him though he couldn't see her doing it. "What the hell!" Quatre said as he realized that though it was pitch black there was two glowing orbs like two large fireflies hovering where he'd guess her head should be if they'd fallen correctly and judging from the body he felt under his they had. Thinking about that was a bad idea though because he had a feeling that if she could she would have kneed him by now for this. Not that he'd planned it this way of course and he would have let her up only she would likely go for his throat if he did.

"Would you mind getting off of me please?" The girl said sounding none to please about her current position and Quatre had a feeling he'd be in serious trouble whether he followed her instructions or not. Though laying on her was a lot nicer then the floor, Quatre thought for a fleeting moment then hurriedly pushed that thought away.

"And are you going to cut out my throat if I do?" Quatre said almost playfully as he placed his hands more firmly on her shoulder blades as he levered himself so that enough of his body was on hers to keep her pinned but not too much. If she wanted a fight he'd give her one, girl or no girl, at least this way he had a slight advantage.

"Let's just put it this way, Winner. Either you get off or I'll make you beg me to kill you in every language you speak." Eve said as she deliberately pricked him in the arm with the blade she'd managed to keep hold of when they'd fallen. She was pissed off for several reasons now and they were mounting on top of each other. She'd actually said please get off me and now here she was being pinned to the ground by someone like Winner. Not to mention the fact that she was liking this pinned position far too much and if he didn't get off now she might do something stupid like go all soft and mushy.

"Point taken." Quatre said and shot to his feet taking her with him as he wrapped his arms around her arms to keep her pinned that way. Keeping a firm grip on her Quatre realized that the glowing lights he'd seen were coming from where her eyes should be, or at least that was what his brain was telling him. "Are those your eyes glowing in the dark?"

"Yea so what?" Eve said as she glared at him despite the fact that he couldn't see the warning and heat in them though he could likely feel it. Mentioning her eyes was a sure way to get her even more riled and Eve braced for the insults or comments that were sure to follow which would force her to have to kill him.

"Why are they glowing?" Quatre said as he attempted to start a conversation to keep her mind off killing him and figuring that eye color would be a safe enough topic and besides he was curious as to why they glowed. "I've never seen anyone with glowing eyes before."

"They're glowing because your friend Lady Une and her minions had me pumped full of chemicals that mutated my eyes so that they'd do this though I believe their intent was simply to make us see in the dark. Nice huh?" Eve said as she looked anywhere but at him. She'd expecting him to make some insulting comment on her eyes not ask questions about them. Nobody politely asked her questions about them like they were simply unusual and not a freak of nature. Which is what they were..which was what she was.

"Lady Une did what?" Quatre said wishing very much that he could see her face, needing to be able to at least try to read it. What did she mean Lady Une had pumped her full of chemicals? Loosening his hold slightly on her Quatre was thinking that maybe she wasn't so bad and waited for her to confirm what she'd said. For an answer Quatre received a nice right hook to the stomach which made him let her go which was exactly what she wanted.

Gasping for breath Quatre stared up at her in the dim light and tried to ignore the fact that he felt like he'd been hit by a truck. Damn but she had one hell of a punch going there.

"I didn't give you permission to touch me." Eve said as an explanation as she circled the elevator looking much like one of Trowa's cats that had been cooped up to long in its cage. Just then the lights flickered on and Quatre couldn't help but notice that she quickly turned her head away from him as soon as the light had begun to flicker on. Hiding her face from him, or perhaps simply her eyes from him.

"I'll remember that." Quatre said as he stood up straight despite the protest of his ribs as he watched her trying to look at him without having to turn her face to look directly at him. "So what do you say I have a name to go with the bruised ribs seeing as you apparently already know who I am." Quatre added with a slightly crooked smile as he made an effort to put her at ease. There was nothing worse then being with someone armed who was also nervous and on edge. A dangerous combination to be sure.

"You can call me Si Hanta or Night, your pick." Eve said as she began to remove her jacket, still keeping her back to him so that he wouldn't be able to see her eyes or a good look at her face for later reference. Though the glasses didn't do much they still made it harder to get a sense of what she'd look like without them.

"That's Japanese for death hunter, isn't it?" Quatre said as he watched her remove her tee shirt to reveal a very skimpy tube top underneath. Thief or not she had a first class body, Quatre thought before he realized what he was thinking. God he must be hanging around Duo too much he thought as he forced himself to look every where but her which didn't help since he already had the image of her stuck in his head making him feel about two feet tall.

Noticing out of the corner of her eye Eve allowed herself a small cat smile as she acknowledge what he was likely thinking and stored away the knowledge that he found her attractive in the small recess of what remained of her heart where such things still mattered. "That's right." Eve finally said as she scooped up her clothing and stuffed them into the bag she'd brought with her full of her tools. Taking her spare set of shades out of her bag Eve quickly slipped them on with a sigh of relief before turning back to face Quatre once more.

"Why did your parents call you that then? Does it have another meaning?" Quatre said trying to follow the conversation but having a hard time of it now that she'd turned around to face him giving him a view of exactly what his companion looked like. And damn if she didn't have a face to go along with the body which was even better from the front then from the back and side.

"That's the name the scientists gave us. I have another name that my parents gave me but I don't give it out to guys I've just met." Eve said sarcastically as she stretched her arms over her head calling to Quatre's attention exactly how little the top covered. God kill me now and I die a happy man, Quatre thought as he watched her arch her back before calmly pulling out another blade from her boot and slowly came walking towards him. Preparing for the worst Quatre raised an eyebrow in surprise when she simply walked past him and headed straight for the controls to the elevator.

"What are you going to do?" Quatre said as he watched her remove the control panel from the wall and begin sorting through the wires inside.

"I'm going to try to get this thing moving and then I'll let someone know you're in here so that you can go home and rest up for your meetings and important speeches tomorrow." Eve said with a smirk as she pushed a couple locks of white hair out of her eyes before turning her attention back to what she was doing. "Feel free to strip."

"Excuse me!" Quatre said as his eyebrows shot up to his forehead. Did she just say what he'd thought she'd said?

"It's hot in here. The last thing I need is for you to keel over on me so lose the jacket and shirt, you'll be more comfortable." Eve said and realized with a start that she was blushing. She was actually blushing and she hadn't done it on purpose either. This was not good, definitely not good. She hadn't blushed over a guy since the war and of all the guys in the world she had to blush over it had to be the King of Pacifism to boot. Oh you're slipping girl and slipping fast, Eve thought to herself.

Smiling a little at her blush Quatre did as she suggested and quickly removed the jacket followed closely by his shirt. Rubbing a hand on the back of his neck Quatre had to admit he felt a lot better without them on though he wasn't use to standing around without his shirt on with a girl in the room.

That was the stupidous idea I've ever had, Eve thought as she watched him remove his shirt, throwing it into a pile with his jacket. Now not only am I stuck in an elevator with a guy women would pay to date but now he's minus a shirt and making my mouth water! How is a girl suppose to keep cool under these kind of conditions and talk about well built! You wouldn't think someone who worked in an office all day would have such a nice bod. And she was acting like a stupid hormone driven teenager. What the Hell was it about this guy anyway, he wasn't a;; that. She'd seen better looking-a lot better looking. So what was it about Blue Eyes that was doing her in? "Definitely not good." Eve muttered just as she narrowly missed slicing her finger off as she tried to pretend she wasn't admiring Quatre's well developed chest.

"Did you cut yourself?" Quatre said as he hunkered down beside her in concern as he completely forgot that she probably wouldn't take kindly to any help, especially from him. Carefully taking her smaller hand in his own he pulled out his handkerchief from his back pocket and pressed it to the small cut she'd made on her finger, glad it wasn't anything more serious.

"I'm fine." Eve said not at all use to people worrying about her anymore. Staring at her hand cradled so gently in his Eve remembered her father had been like that when she or one of her siblings had gotten hurt. He'd been gentle and soothing too. Her family! Like lightning Eve pulled her hand out of his and backed away from him till her back hit the side of the elevator. It was because of her family that she was doing this. Because of her family that she had to stay away from people, especially from good looking pacifists like him. He would screw her focus, interfere.

"Leave me alone." Eve said with a threatening look on her face as she looked at Quatre with anger and a little bit of fear in her eyes though he couldn't see that through the shades. "Don't touch me ever again or you're going to end up dead. Got that, Buster?"

"Okay, okay." Quatre said holding up his hands away from her to show that he wouldn't try to touch her again. Unless of course she was trying to kill him in which case he was going to have to. "I promise not to touch you. Are you okay though?"

"I'm just fine thank you very much." Eve said as she glared at him from beneath her eyelashes as she got her emotions under control with effort. "I'm getting out of here and like I said before I'll get someone to help you. I'll need a boost though, I can't get the elevator to start up again so I'm gonna have to get out through the hatch." Eve added hating the fact that she had to ask.

"In order to give you a boost I'd have to touch you." Quatre said quietly as he watched her pace anxiously and would have given a great deal of money to know what she was thinking though he had a feeling it might relate to causing him a great deal of bodily harm.

"I'll allow it in order to reach the hatch." Eve said as she faced him squarely, her hair covering the right side of her face completely making her look even younger then she probably was. She didn't look that much older then himself or maybe even younger for that matter

"Okay." Quatre said as he walked over to her until he was under the hatch, not looking forward to the bending down since his stomach still hurt more then a little bit. Not that he was going to admit it of course. "Just tell me one thing before you go." He added as he stared at her as she approached him cautiously, like a stray dog who was being called over by a stranger.

"What now, Winner?" Eve said as she braced her arms on his broad shoulders, approving of the muscles that bunched ever so slightly under her touch. And who said he was nothing but a pretty face Eve thought as she forced herself to turn back her attention to Quatre's face which was unfortunately just as nice to look at.

"Why did you save me back there?" Quatre said as he turned his hands so that she could use them as an extra lift to reach the top. He hadn't done this with a full grown women before so hopefully he didn't pull his back outdoing this. He did it with his nieces and nephews all the time and he did work out-occassionally.

"What are you talking about?" Eve said as she placed her feet into his hands and prepared to push off so that she'd get the extra height she'd need to reach her target.

"You could have just left me out there to die. Instead you shielded me with your own body and pushed me into the elevator to prevent him from getting another shot at me. Why? Why go to all that trouble for a guy you've never met and don't seem to like particularly?" Quatre asked with a curious look on his face as he peered into her shades. "Hmm?"

Eve turned her eyes from the ceiling down so that she was looking at him. She didn't intend to ever see him again in her normal form so really what was the point in lying. Why not answer him truthfully since there was no reason she couldn't? "I saved you Quatre Winner because you have the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen and I have no idea why that makes any difference but it does." Eve said just as she pushed off hard and went shooting straight up and with enough speed that she pushed the hatch open and went flying out of the elevator and onto the top of it with relative ease before heading off of it to keep her promise as well as get the Hell out of the building..

"Hey!!!!!!!!" Quatre yelled as he watched Eve fly out the hatch. "What did you say?!!!!"