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Wise Man Say, "He who go to bed with itchy butt, wake up with stinky finger"

"Hey, Kid. Wake up." Someone shook his shoulder, and Kid slowly opened his eyes. Normally the boy was allowed to wake when HE wanted to wake… But anything to make Odin happy.

Odin handed him something to put into his ear, and it wrapped around his neck to end in a small and barely noticeable mouthpiece. It was so they could commune… communi… so that Kid could talk to Odin. That was a comfort. On his shirt, Odin placed a small camera in the shape of a button, 'For emergencies' he said. Then, with extra care, he slid a pack of small explosives into Kids shirt.

"You ALWAYS carry these Kid… If the mission is blown, and someone discovers you, if you can't kill them, you kill yourself." Kid nodded.

Static… then a voice…

"Hey, Kid. Cough once if you can hear me." Kid coughed. The bushes around him that surrounded the parking lot were ITCHY…He wasn't supposed to talk until the "Target" came into view…in case anyone was walking by…

Oh. He would know that face anywhere. "Target in View."

"How many body guards?" Quick count.

"Seven."

"Good. Okay, get ready for some noi-Oh shit!" Kid saw what Odin meant. One of the bodyguards had whispered something frantic into Tuck's ear, and suddenly they all had guns out and were ushering the man towards the nearest car…how did they know?

"Sorry Kid! Mission blown…My fault! I underestimated them." Kid… The worst thing you can do on a mission is fail it. Kid...Failing is worse then dying…sometimes is even the cause of it. You can never show your face after you let the enemy outsmart you.

But the mission was not over. Not till Kid said it was. Anything to make Odin proud. Kid ripped the earpiece and mouthpiece from himself…. In case he was caught…and barreled towards Tuck.

Kid didn't know what to feel, as all his emotions assaulted him. He couldn't accept them, not yet, so he pushed them away…concentrating on nothing but the mission ahead. He hadn't run that far, and already his palms were sweat slicked, and his head was light from nervousness… what if it went wrong?

"Kid! What the hell do…" The rest faded out as Kid ran farther. The men surrounding Tuck swiveled their guns at the boy, and one shot. Ow! Something hit Kid's arm, and it HURT, but there was no time to stop.

"NO! Drop the guns! Drop them I say! He's just a boy!" Thanks, Tuck… I'll remember to thank you in person after I've killed you, and you've returned from your long journey!

"Hey there, little man… Oh, You're bleeding! Come now… let's go fix that… Ummm, Randa! Go get the doctor! It's ok; you have a family now…Shh…it's ok…Were the big boys after you again?" Kid didn't like lying to Tuck! He was too nice… but he nodded his head… for the sake of the mission… And Odin… and after he killed Tuck, he could apologize… Kid was SURE Tuck would understand.

"Oh! And you have bruises on your arms!" Hmm…Must have been the ones that Odin caused when he grabbed Kid last night. "You're being such a big boy about this! Shot, and you aren't even crying!" Well, yeah, it hurt, but Kid didn't see the point in crying. It would just cause attention he did NOT want.

Soon Kid found himself in a small and circular room with Tuck and five other bodyguards. They would notice if he slipped the explosives on Tuck!

"Tuck…"Kid whispered while waiting for the doctor. "Tuck!" The man bent down to listen. "They scare me, Tuck! I don't wanna do anything bad around them cause they might hurt me! They remind me of the boys…" Tuck nodded, understanding in his eyes.

"Dismissed…You can wait outside the door."

"But Mr. Lawrenson!"

"Thank you for your concern, but I'm sure I can handle a child, no?"

The man's lips were pressed tight in a white line as he and the other men exited the room. His chance. There now. Right now. He might never get it again. Kid ran to the kind man and embraced him.

"There, there, now Little man…there, there." Kid slipped a small box into the man's coat pocket, and nuzzled closer.

BOOM! The door swung open. Hmph. The men again.

"Sir! Get out NOW! We have detected a-." Kid pressed the button.

BOOOM!

Kid vaguely recalled something heavy falling on his chest, squashing the breath from his lungs. His arm stung where that thing had hit him, and the rest of his body felt flicks of pain where small shards of…something… hit him again and again. But he wasn't allowed to cry. Odin would not like that…would not be proud if he cried. Kid just wanted to make Odin proud. His vision went black.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Oh no! What was that? BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! It got louder and more demanding.

"Shit, Kid! About time you woke up!" Uh oh… Odin was mad… why was he mad? Something happened…something important…Something Kid could not remember. "Dammit! You've been out a whole week! I thought I fucking lost you!" No. He wasn't lost. He was right here. And so was Odin. Kid cracked his eyes opened to be immediately assaulted by light…And Odin's big face…Kid tried to smile, but something in his mouth would not let him. Oh. The mission! That was what was so important!

"Th…Th… The Mission?" It was hard to talk. His throat was dry. He tried again. "F…Failed?"

Odin's face twisted into a position Kid had never seen it in before. "Oh, no Kid…The MISSION was a success…YOU on the other hand… You're so damn lucky you were so close to that man! Oh, yeah, he WAS blown to pieces, and YOU are lucky not to be like him! And don't give me that pathetic look, Kid! He aint NEVER coming back, you hear?" Tuck? Tuck was… gone? Forever? Oh No! I'm sorry Tuck! I'm sooo Sorry…Did Tuck hurt now as much as he did? Kid hoped not…it was all his fault! But it was for Odin…Kid didn't know what to think now. He had done this for Odin…had sent a good man away on a long journey that he would never come back from, and now Odin was mad at him! Kid wanted to cry… It was all to much for him to handle…But Odin would not like that. Kid sniffed. No survivors…But me…How come I lived when they died?

As if sensing the question the boy wanted to ask, Odin continued.

"You're lucky the man was so close. His body shielded you from the explosion… Were you hugging him?" Was that jealousy in the man's eyes? Kid nodded.

"It was the only way to put the bomb on him…"

"Dammit, Kid! Why? You're such an idiot!" Although Odin's eyes were blazing, and he was speaking those mean words, the hands that smoothed Kid's hair were soft and gentle. Kid's voice shook.

"I…I just wanted to make you proud." His eyes watered over, but he would NOT cry. Not here. Not now. Not ever. He waited for Odin to yell. Odin ALWAYS yelled when he said something truthful about his thoughts. Kid looked up. Odin was staring at him, his eyes soft, lips parted. And when he spoke, he did not yell…in fact, his voice was light and quiet.

"Yeah, Kid. I'm proud. Damn proud… I… just…never do that again." Kid tried to nod, but was yet again stopped by many tubes and wires. Odin was proud! He was PROUD! Proud of him, Kid!

"Wh…er…e… M' I?" His voice was going away as it got more painful to talk around the tube in his throat.

"Hospital, Kid. We really should get out soon, cause people are asking to many questions…and I can't answer a single damn question on the damn form they want me to fill out!" Uh oh. He made Odin mad again! He wanted to tell him sorry…that they could go…that it would be alright…but that mean tube in his throat wouldn't let him. If it was just the pain, he could handle it, but when it moved, it made his voice raspy. He wanted to scream his frustration…but couldn't manage past a small gurgle. Grrr…

Odin had never seen Kid look so frustrated. It was really kinda funny, although Kid glared at him when he chuckled softly. It seemed to make Kid even angrier, for he opened his mouth to say something…and quickly shut it. He wondered why Kid suddenly looked so mad. Odin raised an eyebrow.

"Look Kid. If you have to say something, say it…no use holding it in." The assassin almost flinched at the glare being sent to him. Hm. Must have said something wrong cause Kid began pounding his fists against the bed frame… only to stop… probably cause of the pain…Or because one arm was in a sling/cast. Odin was amused at the sight before him.

"Kid, we all have bad days…and I KNOW you must feel bad…but come on and tell an old man what this is all about." Odin roared with laughter as Kid let out something like an angry scream and his cheeks flashed into a bright red tint of frustration. Odin turned around once again, and opened his eyes to look at Kid…Only to find the boy savagely tearing out the cord in his throat.

"Damn it! What the hell are you doing! Wait!…" Ugh. To Late. The cord came out with a pop, and immediately Kid began gagging.

"Shit! You ok, Kid? Should I call the nurse?" Kid shook his head and took a couple steadying breaths. It hurt…and then pulled off more and more of the wires binding him to the machine.

Odin watched in utter fascination. Once all the wires were removed, Kid looked defiantly at Odin, and squirmed to the side of the bed. He was going to do it. The stubborn little brat was actually going to try to get up. All for him. Odin would have laughed at this, but as it was, Kid looked pretty pathetic…When he jumped off the bed, instead of landing on his feet, they gave way under the boy, and he fell to the floor. Well, gee…they boy had only been in bed for a WEEK! Of course his muscles wouldn't be working! Kid tried to stand again, and this time Odin was there to help him.

"Hey kid…Here…You did good…now let me carry you!" He could have laughed as Kid shook his head angrily. Heh. Stubborn brat.

"Common, Kid! We need to blow this joint, and SOON!"

"No, Odin! Don't blow it up!" The poor kid must be suffering the negative affects from his first mission. All he knew was that blowing things and people up cause pain. He would have to get used to it though. All assassins had to get used to it.

"No, Kid…not like that…But we do HAVE TO GO… Now…" Odin didn't wait for a response. He picked Kid up, and carefully slung him over his shoulder as he had done only a year or so ago, making sure not to bump and damaged area's of the child's body. The boy's body instantly relaxed, and small hands played with the hem of his shirt. Going through the front door with a child that wasn't supposed to be released for another five weeks wasn't the brightest plan, so Odin used the good fortune of being on the first floor to jump through the window. Shit. (Notice that Odin seems to favor that word a lot. Haha) A little girl, maybe seven or eight years old stood next to his car, holding a jar full of money, and did not look like she was going to move any time soon. Odin took his chances and ran up to the car.

"Hey, Mister! Wanna donate to the GREAT cause of saving the wild-."

"No! Get out of my way!"

"Well, that wasn't very nice… Did you know that this species is the only one in the entire WORLD that-."

"NO! I don't care! MOVE!" He could see some doctors coming closer…

"Are you SURE? I mean, these animals NEED our help and-."

"GET IT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING BRAIN THAT I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THOSE DAMN ANIMALS, AND THEY CAN ALL BURN AND ROT IN HELL!" The girl began to wail LOUDLY.

"SHUT THE HELL UP, BRAT!" Oops. Wrong thing to say. The kid was screaming her head off, and the doctors looked up, and were walking closer. Odin panicked.

"Here! I'm sorry! Take a twenty!" He shoved the twenty-dollar bill into her hands, and she immediately shut her mouth and smiled, as if all was well in the world. She handed him a small pin.

"Thank you, sir for participating in our-."

"PLEASE, will you MOVE!"

"Say, sir, isn't that an injured child?" She squinted her eyes and looked at the boy that Odin now cradled.

"No! I mean, Yes, and I'm taking him to the hospital…it really is an emergency!" And with that Odin pushed past the girl. She was either too surprised, or too stupid to realize that they were COMING from a hospital.

POLL UPDATES-POLL RESULTS (ok, I'm using Heero's name, cause I think if I said Kid, it just wouldn't SOUND right…yanno? Kk! Here goes!

Heero+Relena-4

Heero+Duo-5

Heero+Odin-2 (Hey…I'm allowed a good joke or two, right! Ha! Shakes finger at people who actually VOTED)
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ZaKai-Did I mention that I owe this all to YOU? Heh. Thanks A LOT for the help and GREAT responses! And I know! I know! Odin is NOT an old fart…I wanted to make him younger, but timelines didn't fit out…:-( so I'll let you IMAGINE that he is say in his early twenties or so…that's what I'm trying to imagine. And I haven't decided if the pilots will remember each other later on…hmm…Maybe I'll have them remember seeing certain parts…Like Heero will SWEAR that he saw that certain braid SOMEWHERE…innocent smile

Lost-Remembrance- BOWS HEAD IN WORSHIP Did I tell you yet that I'm a great fan of your work? Heh. And I'm not sure Relena will work for this fic, cause of a certain…ermm…TWIST that I'm gunna set into action at the end. We shall see.

Bunch-o-Nuts-Yay! I have a constant reader! Why thank you! And how do you have a 1X2X5 ficcy? Uh oh…never mind! And how is it getting hard to follow? I need as much info as I can get, and it would be important to know what to fix! Hope this chapter is easier to understand then!

kidishcaresh-Glad that you liked, as well as read the flash at the bottom…I think that it's cute to establish a connection between the pilots to start with…you know…to get the bond established sooner…:-)

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CHAPTER SNIPPET-

"Where the hell are Maxwell and Yuy?" the commander shouted.

"They just returned from a mission, sir. They should arrive soon." That would be the blond Arab boy-Quatre. Odin smirked. He couldn't wait to see the face on Kid. After all, he had been presumed dead for nearly eight years. Then echoes sounded from the hallway behind the door. That voice did not sound like it would belong to Kid…

"Ok, so I tell Une about this HUGE spider lurking in her closet, and she goes SCREAMING her head off! Who would have thought that the great UNE is afraid of SPIDERS! HA!"

"Hn." That voice. It had been eight years since he heard that voice…

"Aww! Common Hee-Chan! It was FUNNY! Laugh!"

"Duo?"

"Yeah Hee-man?"

"Shut up." Then loud, and EXTREMELY annoying humming filled the air…(Mission Impossible)

"Maxwell…" The threat was clear in that gruff voice…

"What Hee-chan! I CAN'T HEAR YO-EHK! Watch where you point that Thing!" The sound of a gun being cocked could be heard from behind the door, but the commander just rolled his eyes. This happened ALL the time.

WHACK! Odin jumped as the sound of a body hitting the hall's wall vibrated into their room, and the sound of Kid's grunt was clear. He wanted to rush out to save Kid…To help him…But he couldn't. He was not a child anymore, and he didn't want to expose his cover as another officer.

"Say Uncle!"

"Maxwell…"

"Say it!"

"Maxwell…I Will Kill you." Wow. That voice was DEADLY.

"Hmmm? What was that again, Hee-UMPH!"

Another body slam. The commander had it. Stomping to the door, he poked his head out to see a bandaged Heero Yuy beating the tar out of his partner.

"Maxwell! Yuy! Office! Now!"

Heero stopped in mid punch, and saluted, one hand still grasping, and holding Duo up by his collar. The commander slammed the door shut. A couple more punches and kicks, followed by shrieks and pleas were given before the door opened once more to admit a sulking man with a long chestnut braid and violet eyes, followed by…Kid. His Kid. He was taller. Much taller…but his long brown locks fell exactly in the place they had when he was a child. One half covered an eye, while the rest flooded his features, regardless of the amounts of times he brushed them back. But it was not his hair, or his well toned body that caught Odin's attention. It was his eyes. Gone was the light of innocence…and gone was the hope and pleasure that once filled those cobalt orbs every time he stepped through the door. They were cold as steel, and held no emotion. Odin instantly thought of a robot, but shook the thought away. This was Kid. He could finally tell him all that had gone on, and he knew that those eyes would change…He would see forgiveness, and all the pain of the past years would be wiped away. Odin knew.

"Yuy." Kid looked up on the commander, and finished rewrapping his arm before saluting.

"Status?" The commander had to finish business first, but Odin began wondering when Kid would see him.

"Physical status on Heero Yuy, 01- Minor cuts and assumed two cracked ribs." Minor cuts? That damn thing was bleeding through the SECOND bandage wrap! But the commander just nodded.

"Good. Continue."

"Duo Maxwell, 02-Minor cuts, otherwise intact." The braided man smirked.

"Mission Report?"

"Mission Accomplished. Infiltrated OZ base, no survivors." Kid? Heartless? NO!

"Good. Dismissed. Oh, and Yuy, You have a visitor…Some officer or another…Don't take long. I expect a full mission report on my desk in 0700 hours." And with that the man exited the room with a slam of the door. That guy seriously needed instructions on how to shut a door NORMALLY. Kid looked up at me for the first time in over eight years. He stared. What was I supposed to do! Uh…The first thing that came to mind! Be cool, Lowe…Be cool.

"Hey Kid! Long time no see!" I grinned widely and opened my arms for the hug I knew was coming…just like old times…And was slammed against a wall. The wind rushed from my lungs. This was the part where he was supposed to cry, and run into my arms!

"BASTARD!" Yep. His voice was defiantly deeper, and void to any emotion. I recall being slammed into the wall a couple more times (Boy, he really IS strong!) Before two other men pulled him off me. It was that Chinese boy with the ponytail, and the silent Cyclops boy. The Quatre boy was standing on the side, begging and pleading with Kid, while tugging stupidly on his shirt. He was hauled to the other side of the room where he launched himself at me again. He would have had me down in an instant if Little Quatre hadn't called for back up. Three strong men in preventer's jackets held him down. I'm sure that if he really wanted to, he could have thrown them all off easily…Not just any teenager can tackle five men at once! Damn is he strong! He slumped in their grasp, and I noticed that he was heaving, trying to take steady, calming breaths. The last look…Erm…GLARE he sent me before jerking away from the men and slamming the door shut was the hardest on me. His eyes were rimmed red, and threatened to spill over, and they were so full of pain, and hate, at whom I don't know. Myself or him…and those memories that I could almost see flicking behind those cobalt eyes… The man that he had come in with looked at me, the smile wiped from his face, as he began to roll up his sleeves. Apparently Kid…Erm…HEERO was not used to showing those kinds of emotion…Not used to crying…and he had people to stick up for him. I know now was not exactly the best time, but I was DAMN proud of him…before I hit the wall again.

Chapter Preview-I think this one will be when Kid goes on another mission…and learns what he's missing out on being a REAL child.

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