Title: No Matter What
Author: x1-TaKeN-oVer
Chapter 5
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KN-"Come in, already!"
Agent Caleb clumsily stumbled into the room and shut the door loudly behind him.
Trowa spoke calmly, "You're late, Agent. Don't let it happen again."
"Yes sir but I..."
"No excuses, sit down."
Agent Caleb then plopped his bony butt into the nearest seat available.
Wufei sighed rudely and asked quite loudly, "May we continue now? Is that okay with everyone in here or are we expecting another interruption? I'm sick and tired of all these fucking disruptions; the next person that so much as breathes loud is fired, got it?"
Everyone nodded, in all actuality that really was the first real interruption to happen but today was an important day. Today is the day when they make contact with 01 and persuade him to come down to Earth. Everyone was on edge and it was expected because everything that happened that day had to be just...right.
Wufei looked back at the monitor at the center of the room. "Continue Brawnsfield."
"Thank you, sir. As I said earlier, today is the day we actually touch base with 01. Yesterday I had made the minor mistake of..."
"Mistake," Relena jumped in her chair, "what mistake? You know very well that there is no room for error on your part so..."
"Miss, I understand the full importance of this operation." He put in quickly, "the only mistake that I made was by informing you of his capture on the way to his work. I was just informed that 01 will be taking the night off; he and a co-worker are to dine at a restaurant uptown. It took a little while but we were able to reformulate a plan in accordance to the geography there. Other than that minor detail everything is going rather smoothly. My men are going over their individual duties and preparing themselves as we speak."
Relena had the decency to let a slight blush take over her face because of her outburst. "Very well, Captain. Make this happen. I want no screw ups, that clear?"
He smiled widely, "Crystal, M'am."
"Uh, Captain," Quatre filled in, "I noticed earlier that you said 'capture.' "
"Yes sir, I did," he spoke with a frown of confusion on his face.
"Let me take a moment to remind you, Captain, that this operation is something of a business transaction. Do not mistake this for some 'kill or be killed' mission. You are to calmly and professionally approach 01, talk to him and persuade him to come to Earth." Quatre looked hard into the eyes of Captain Brawnsfield to let him know that he was in no way kidding around.
"But sir, I was told that we..."
"I don't care what you were told and who told you. I'm telling you now, you are to talk him into coming here. Bribe him with money for all I care but you will not, and I repeat, not physically harm 01. Understood?"
Captain Brawnsfield looked dejectedly down at his hands while replying, "Sir, yes sir."
Quatre nodded, "Good; we expect to get a definite play by play when you start to make things happen tonight, alright?"
"Sir, I wouldn't think of it any other way." He spoke the words clearly but Quatre, along with others, had a feeling he was thinking otherwise. They'd have to keep a special eye on him.
Quatre began to gather his papers together and noticed the people on his right were doing the same. He looked down the table, "Anything else?"
Wufei shook his head, "Nope, I think we've got everything for now."
"Just remember Captain," Relena spoke once again, "we want an accurate and detailed play by play. Keep your communicator frequencies open and your walkie talkie charged and ready to go. Don't disappoint us."
"I'd never dream of it, Ma'am. Brawnsfield out," and he disconnected the video conference call. Once the screen was black he fell back into his chair with a heavy sigh. 'They take the fun outta everything,' he thought before pushing all thoughts from his mind and mentally preparing himself for what was about to go down.
" $100 says he does the exact opposite of what we just told him," Trowa remarked as they all piled into the elevator.
"What do you mean," both Dorothy and Relena questioned as they made room for the others.
Wufei smirked, "Brawnsfield is known for reliving the 'glory days' every time he gets a field mission."
Once everyone was situated, Quatre pressed the 5th floor button repeatedly. "I don't know, I think he might listen to us this time. I'm sure he's tired of getting suspended every other week."
Trowa chuckled, "Your speech was good but it wasn't that good. I seriously doubt he's going to listen to you, sorry Q." Seeing Quatre's crestfallen expression he added, "Your speech really was good though, I know how proud of it you were."
Quatre stepped off the elevator saying, "You got that fucking right."
And for some reason everyone burst out laughing...well, all but one.
DING DONG!
DING DONG!
DING DONG!
"I'm coming, just hold on." Heero hurriedly wrapped a towel around his waist and jogged towards the front door. Running a hand through his wet hair he checked the peep hole briefly before unlocking the door and opening it.
"Gosh, what took you so long? I was waiting out there for hours, I swear! Years I tell ya! Lordy, how old am I now? 57? Heero you really need to pick up the pace when you..."
Heero rolled his eyes as Lina continued to babble on and on about how she was waiting at the door for a total of 33 seconds.
"Oh, wow you aren't dressed yet?" Lina concluded as she got a full look at a slightly damp, towel clad Heero Yuy.
Heero looked down at himself in shock, "Oh wow, would ya look at that..." He mumbled to himself at his apparel.
Lina laughed and punched him lightly in the arm before finding her own way to his bedroom.
He secured and locked the door before following. "Lina, why are you so early? You said you wouldn't be here until 8 o'clock and its only...6:30," he continued after a quick glance to his clock on the dresser.
She looked up at him from her seat on his bed and smiled. "I know but I just couldn't help it. I totally watched what I ate today because I wanted to be ready for tonight and I guess I was really a good watcher because I'm starving."
"God, Lina it isn't that serious." Heero said as he put on his lotion and deodorant.
"It is to me," she said as she got up and began looking through his closet, "did you know they had a buffet? Oh, I can not wait! I'm going to pig out! And that's a fact."
Heero couldn't help but chuckle at her obvious enthusiasm over dinner tonight. In all reality he was even pretty excited to go. The restaurant, Buon Alimento, had got nothing but great reviews and their food was supposed to be so good that it got to the point where they had to kick their customers out. That little story was most likely made up but if they had made up a story like that then the food must be good. All in all, it sounded like heaven-Italian food style.
"So what are you going to wear tonight?" Lina asked distractedly as she leafed through his clothes.
"Nothing even close to what you're wearing, that's for damn sure." Heero remarked as he looked at her body encased in a pink belly shirt, a short, very tight denim skirt with pink stilettoes.
She huffed loudly, "And just what's wrong with my outfit?"
"It's just dinner Lina, we're not going to work remember?" He teased lightly as he saw her aggravation.
"Fuck you, Yuy. It's smouldering outside and I'm just doing the human thing and keeping myself cool."
"And thoroughly molested by every person you walk past," he added and laughed loudly as she through a pillow that hit him square in the chest.
She smiled, "Whatever." She went back to her outfit scouting job and was very close to the end of the closet when 3 things suddenly caught her eye. She squealed cutely and held them up for Heero to see, "How about..."
"No," Heero said forcibly.
"Oh come on Heero! This is to die for! And I haven't seen you in this for...I don't know how long." She whined while shaking the clothes up and down.
"And it'll be even longer because I'm not wearing them. I refuse, " he put his hands on his towel covered hips and set his eyes in a glare.
"Oh stop that pouting."
Heero's eyes nearly shot off his face. Pouting, his glare was certainly not a pout; what was she talking about. "Wha..."
"They're not even that bad," she continued with no notice, "just wear them. They look really good on you." She laid the clothes in question on the bed. The outfit consisted of a long sleeve mesh shirt that was tight fitting, a tight black tank top and very short, very tight black shorts that left absolutely nada to the imagination.
"Hell no and I put my foot down," which he did.
Lina held her hands up, "Okay, okay how about this: I will pay for cab fair, dinner AND leave a generous tip." She bargained playfully and almost jumped for joy as she saw him thinking about it. She quickly added, "And I'll dance for Mr. Krieger for you for a full month."
"Deal," Heero said quite quickly. One night in that for a full month of freedom from that molester sounded great to Heero, he quickly accepted before she realized what she was saying.
"Great!" She replied happily and handed the clothes to Heero before making her way to the dresser. She opened the top drawer while speaking, "I want you to put on those clothes and when you're finished," she took a breath while continuing to explore the vast space of Heero's drawer, "call me and I'll help you with your hair. Also you'll probably have to wear your black boots with this outfit. You don't really have anything else to wear and..."
"Exactly what are you doing," he asked genuinely interested.
She popped her head up and smiled, "Oh! I'm looking for a thong."
He frowned, "Why..."
She elaborated, "I'm looking for a thong...for you."
Heero could only sweat drop.
Oh my goodness, my hands are cramping like hell! Any remedies? And, oh yeah, you like it?
