When A Weed Becomes A Rose

Chapter Three:

Duo arrived back on Earth a day after his conversation with Hilde. He was glad his head had been quickly screwed on the right way and he hadn't wasted too many days away from here. She had been right. He had always sworn never to allow anyone he cared about to marry for anything less than love. Even if this was going to make Heero happy, it wasn't going to be a happiness that would last forever.

"Duo!" Quatre soft voice called from the other side of the terminal. Duo smiled at the blonde angel who stood beside his tall and silent husband. Those two were the epitome of a loving and happy couple. It was something that made Duo smile every time he saw the two of them together.

"Hey, Q-bean!" he called back. He then gave Trowa a smirk. "Tro-man. How's things? Sorry I had to call you to come get me, but it was kind of a sudden decision." Quatre gave him a hug while Trowa waved off his words.

"Don't worry about it, Duo. You know we're always here for each other," he answered. Duo smiled brightly.

"You don't want Heero to marry Relena," Trowa stated as he picked up the two bags a carried and led Duo away. Duo nodded.

"No, Tro-man, I don't want him to marry the Pink Menace. Not if he doesn't love her." Quatre smiled softly and patted Duo's back softly.

"Good for you Duo. No one should settle for less than love." Duo and Trowa both nodded. Duo then glanced at the two.

"That's exactly what Hilde told me. She didn't even let me stay there for a night. She kicked my ass right back onto the shuttle and sent me back home." Trowa smirked, his single emerald eye shimmering with mirth.

"Good," Trowa answered. Duo snorted slightly. Trowa was still pretty quiet. He only spoke when he felt he needed to, or if it was in response to his husband. Other than that, he was always the silent man who stood behind the rest of the pilots. Always making certain they had a sturdy friend to rely on. Duo loved the taller man for that. Quatre was still short, in fact, he was just a little smaller than Heero. Wufei was just a little shorter than Trowa. Duo was mere inches shorter than Wufei. From there, it went Heero and finally Quatre. Yet there really wasn't much more than a little over a foot between Quatre and Trowa.

"At least she was able to help you realize what you needed to rather quickly this time," Quatre said as he led the way to a waiting limo. Duo whistled at the sight of the sleek black vehicle.

"Diving in style today. I like it," he murmured, giving Quatre a wink. He grinned back and nodded, his aquamarine colored eyes bright with happiness.

"Of course. I thought you might enjoy it," he said in delight.

"Oh, I plan on it, Q-bean. I want to enjoy every moment of this. Who knows when I'll get a chance like this again." Trowa simply smirked and tossed the bags into the trunk as the driver opened it. Once that was done, he helped his husband into the back seat and then held the door open for Duo. Duo grinned and gave Trowa a hug before slipping inside and taking a seat across from Quatre. Trowa then slid in beside Quatre and the driver shut the door.

"So, what's the latest Maxwell plan you came up with to help Heero?" Quatre asked, snuggling against Trowa's side. Duo felt bittersweet memories of sleeping on Heero's shoulder when they had long trips and shook them aside. He had a mission to fulfill, one he needed to accomplish for his own peace of mind, let alone that of everyone else who cared about Heero.

"How do you know I have a plan?" he asked of the blonde. The brunette laughed softly.

"Duo, you had almost a full day to work on some plan of action. Don't tell me you didn't plan anything for when you saw Heero," Quatre argued. Duo hung his head. He was actually upset with himself. He shouldn't have let Heero go off to be with Relena after he had admitted it was only because they both liked the idea. Love should have been a factor in the beginning. Otherwise, he should have locked him up and thrown away the keys.

"I've got a plan. It's just safer if no one else knows them. I've still got the better part of a week off. Thus, I've got something extreme planned. Something even being a Preventer wouldn't protect me from." Trowa's eye seemed to gleam while Quatre's eyes widened.

"Duo!" Quatre exclaimed, surprise in his voice. Trowa smiled slowly.

"How can we help?" he asked, ignoreing his husbands shocked look. Duo's lips curved into a smirk at Trowa's words.

"I was thinking I could borrow something from ya," he said softly, before beginning to detail exactly what he wanted from them.

Heero Yuy strode from his office at Preventer Headquaters after a rather uneventfull day at work. Nothing seemed as fun as it had been when Duo was with him almost every day. While being at work with Duo could sometimes be a pain in the ass, he had found Duo's at home attitude one that he was sorely missing. Duo softly reading aloud from a book they had both enjoyed while he would type up reports. Duo's cooking, of which was actually really good despite his lack of skill during the wars.

Yet, what bothered Heero the most, was that he actually missed the soft idle chatter of Duo's that filled the room in the evenings. It was almost as if he had cared for Duo and now that the braided baka was gone, he was beginning to miss him. Which was silly, wasn't it? While it was obvious that two males could love one another, as evident by Quatre and Trowa, it wouldn't happen to Duo and himself. First off, Duo didn't see him like that.

'Are you so certain of that?' his inner voice asked. Heero grumbled to himself at the thought. Sure, Duo had said he loved him, but wasn't that just brotherly concern?

'Seems pretty ironic that the day after you tell him you've decided to marry Relena that he just takes some time off,' his inner voice continued to push. Heero growled this time, giving himself a death glare as he looked at his own reflection in the glass.

'Also, he looked really hurt that you were leaving him,' his inner voice continued. Heero shook his head, closing his eyes.

"Udusai," he said softly, trying to shut up his own inner thoughts. Yet he couldn't help but listen to it. It was all pretty conincedental that all of this happened right as this decision had come up. It was pretty ironic that Duo had left after learning of his engagement. His cell phone went off, to the annoying tune of 'Pretty in Pink'. Duo had placed it on his phone to signal when Relena was calling him. Yet another reminder of how much Duo had become a part of his life.

"Yes, Relena?" he asked as he answered it. Relena giggled softly at that, which made Heero cringe a little. Whomever had told her that was cute, should be shot. It was annoying as all hell.

"Heeerroo," she dragged out, also setting his teeth on edge. "I was wondering if you're going to be home for dinner. I was hoping we could have it together." Heero shivered. As much as he wanted to start to settle into a comfortable life with Relena, she had become unbearable once he moved in. Knowing Duo would be gone and still having some of his stuff there, he figured to go back to his old appartment.

"Not tonight, Relena. I've got a lot of work to do. I possibly won't even be back tonight. So don't wait up." Relena sniffled, which only made him roll his eyes.

"How about tomorrow night?" she pressed on. Heero sighed.

"I'll think about it. I don't know what work will be like. Goodbye, Relena," he said and hung up on her before she could say anything else. He sighed. Sometimes he couldn't handle her. He wondered if he would actually be all right with her once they got married. It didn't seem like anything was getting better. In fact, it appeared to be getting worse.

He felt a sudden prick at the back of his neck and his hand instantly came up to find a small dart. Almost instantly he felt himself grow dizzy. He slid down to the floor and eventually passed out, missing the pair of black shoes that came up to him at that second. "Mission accompished. Capture 01 complete. Proceeding to second mission," a low voice said. A small, unrecognizable voice answered in reply, the voice static filled.

"Good. Proceed."

"Acknowledged. Proceeding. Shall be at target area in under half an hour."

"See you there. Over and out." The person then bent down and picked up Heero as if he weighted nothing, and proceeded to get into his car. Was he was handcuffed with Gundaniam enforced handcuffs, the person started the car and headed on out to the target area.

Heero awoke with one hell of a headache. He sat up slowly and instantly took in his surroundings. Yet when he recognized nothing, he moved to get out of bed. Yet he was stopped by the found of soft foot falls out the closed door. Beside the bed he was one, there was a dresser a doorless closet. Other than that, there was nothing. Heero didn't even feel he could fight, and he feared that something was going to happen that he wouldn't be able to stop. Yet as the door opened, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Duo," he whispered, his Prussian blue eyes showing some of his relief.

"Hey, Hee-chan. They caught you too, huh?" he asked. Heero looked around, his nervousness coming back.

"Too? You mean we're traped?" he asked. Looking at the shabby place, he glared. "Isn't this an easy place to escape from?" he asked. Duo shook his head and motioned to the walls.

"The walls, as well as the doors and windows, are all gundaniam reinforced. We couldn't even bust out of these with an old MS. We'd need our Gundam's for something like this." Heero's eyes widened, showing his surprise. He sighed and looked at Duo.

"Then what do you suppose we do, 02?" he asked, falling into the old codenames for each other. Duo smiled softly, his violet eyes bright.

"I say we make the most of it until an oppertunity to escape occurs, 01," he answered. Heero felt himself smile slowly in return. He had missed Duo in the three days they'd been apart. He wouldn't admit it, but he had missed the braided American.

"I agree. Mission Accepted," he answered. Duo nodded and came over to the bed, taking a seat on it.

"Mission accepted," Duo replied. He then looked out the door he had come in from. "Want something to eat or drink? They've got us pretty well stocked." Heero blinked. He knew what that meant but he wasn't about to worry about that at this moment in time.

"Something to drink," he said. Duo nodded and got up and left Heero to get him something to drink. He never saw Trowa give Duo a thumbs up and hand him the key to the front door. Nor did he catch the wink he gave the American before leaving the home as silently as he had come in, effectively locking the two of them inside.