By the time he jumped onto the ground, the two assailants and their prey were gone. Duo ran after them, through the orchard, suspecting that ran near the back by the dorms he jumped over the fence.
There was no one in sight and while he scanned the area he heard a car take off at the same time Quatre caught up to him.
"Shit, if only I could have been quicker." Duo said frustratedly. "Come on Quatre, maybe we can still catch them with your truck."
"By the time we start it, they'll be miles away and we don't even know what the vehicle looks like." Quatre said in a calm, yet tense tone.
"But Heero-"
"Knows how to take care of himself." Quatre said. "We both know that."
"He's only a kid."
"Well, then, let's pray that he's alive if we find him." Quatre quietly said.
"'When' 'we' find him." Duo coldly corrected and stormed off to the building.
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"Well take an hour recess while the jury decides their decisions." The judge said before he hit the bench with his gavel.
Treize and Dekim stood up, both lost in their own thoughts. Dekim figured if he lost this, he wouldn't see Heero for at least three years and he didn't want that to happen.
Treize was thinking how manipulative the professor was. His argument and views were perfectly flawless.
It was like watching a puppeteer as Dr. J led the whole court to tears, by bringing in the theory that Heero's sullen attitude was due to the death of his parents and lead on by depression.
Treize left Dekim by the fountain while he went to the vending machines for a little snack. It was all up to the twelve people, in a cramped room to decide who would get full custody of the teenager.
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Duo, Trowa and Quatre were in the office of the headmaster. All three were standing and Trowa had his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall.
"Do you know anyone that would do such a thing like this?" Mr. Appercut asked Trowa. He was twirling a pencil around both hands, his withered face lost in thought.
"A few." Trowa muttered. "Heero never made that many enemies, he usually kept to himself."
"Perhaps, they want a ransom." Quatre suggested in a thoughtful tone. "He is the richest kid out of here."
"Yeah, but that doesn't sound right." Trowa said in his quiet voice. "No one can touch his inheritance, and neither can he."
"If they wanted a ransom, they would have called or left a note by now," Duo growled. "It's probably Tommy and Relena."
"Now is not the time to be pointing fingers." Mr. Appercut said. "Those two were most likely in class."
"Duo may be onto something." Trowa suddenly said. "Tommy has a strange obsession on him that is both psychotic and sexual. Relena wants him for the money more likely."
"Do you have any proof?" At the silence of the three, Appercut placed his pencil down. "I thought as much."
"Sir, do you think they did it for personal reasons?" Quatre asked. "Before Heero was born, the company ruined a lot of families."
"That may also be true Quatre." Appercut said. "Until we get proof on either idea, we have to remain clear headed and think positively."
"How's that going to fucking help him?" Duo snarled. "They're probably torturing or playing with him."
"Language Duo."
"I don't care about my language, all I care about is getting Heero back." Duo snapped. "I'm not going to stand here while you discuss gibberish."
"Where are you going to go, and how do you think you'll find Heero on your own?" Appercut sighed. "Let the police handle it, Duo. Get back to class, and try not to worry about it."
"I already know who did this. When I get my hands on him, I'll rip him to shreds." Duo said and the door abruptly opened and slammed against the wall.
Relena stood in the doorway with one hand on the door and her eyes on the headmaster. "Sir, I know who kidnapped Heero. I have proof."
Relena scurried forward and dropped her bag on his desk and emptied its contents on the table. Dozens of films and a tape recorder fell out. Relena pushed the evidence under his nose and placed the recorder on the desk.
"I think it's Tommy and Dorothy." She said.
"What makes you think that when we're suspecting you?" Duo griped.
Relena threw a glare at him. "I would not hurt my Heero, unlike you barbarian."
"He's not yours."
"And neither is he yours." She snapped.
"Please, you two, be quiet." Appercut said. "Relena, if you would?" He indicated the tape recorder and she pressed the play button.
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By the time the tape was finished playing, there was four shocked faces and three were down right disgusted.
"How could they do such a thing?" Quatre whispered, remembering Dorothy's voice talking about breaking him and Trowa up.
"She is detestable." Trowa said and picked his way through the photos on the table, his face, if possible had a slight blush on it. Relena grabbed the pictures out of his hand and continued on with her rambling.
"I followed Dorothy and took these pictures," she swung around. "I could not find Tommy anywhere, so I imagined that he had time to change his outfit while Dorothy distracted Trowa. And Dorothy lives close by, so it's understandable that she was able to get some weapons from her home."
"But what does this have to do with Trowa?" Duo asked as he scanned the pictures. "You're really bad as a photo-journalist. It looks like Trowa and Dorothy are kissing."
"What!" Quatre nearly shouted as he took the photos away from Duo. He glanced at one and nearly fainted. Trowa did appear to be kissing Dorothy, they were sitting so close. Quatre rummaged through the rest of the pictures and he felt his heart pound in his chest. He faintly heard the breaking of a glass, and he realized that his heart broke. "I thought you said you were studying." Quatre whispered before he threw the paper onto the desk and ran out of the room.
"Quatre wait-" Trowa called after him and Duo grabbed his arm.
"Let him go Trowa, we have Heero to worry about."
Trowa roughly pulled his arm out of Duo's grip. "He's your problem at the moment." And he ran out of the office after Quatre.
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Heero slowly woke up to the smell of grease oil. His mind was too confused to figure it out. He shifted his weight to try and lay on his back, instead of his side, and realized that his legs and arms were bound together.
He was also gagged, he soon found out, as he tried to breathe. Heero writhed and twisted, trying to wriggle his way free from the chains. It was no use, they would not budge and the only thing he managed to remove was the gag.
Heero stopped struggling a bit, to observe his surroundings better. He was in a garage that housed motorcycles, and he was lying on a cot, chained to it with strong metal cuffs.
He heard a door open and closed. Heero figured he might as well stay awake for his host. It was the lady woman that tricked him earlier. Heero glared and she smirked.
"Looks like sleeping beauty is awake." She grabbed a chair and scooted closer to him. Heero managed to sit up and lean against the wall "Do you know why you're here Heero?"
Heero ignored her and shifted his weight a bit, glancing at the D3 prototype behind her.
"You are very special to us." She whispered as she brought his face to look at her. "Did you know that you have pretty eyes?" Heero only blinked then turned away, analyzing his situation. "My brother was kidnapped by your guardian and we are going to trade you for him."
"What makes you think I'm wanted back at the mansion?" He said in his usual monotone.
"Because, as we speak, your fate is being determined and unless my brother is in raw condition, I will not hesitate to return you the same way he is." She growled.
"Your brother is better off dead." Heero said, knowing full well what Dr. J was capable of.
"Don't you dare such a thing abou- you're bleeding," She said as he she saw his hand bleeding and that was the only warning she got before Heero hit her on top of the head and she fell forward.
He quickly assessed the situation and managed to get her pocketknife and release himself from his chains.
Heero got onto the bike and entered the code to start the engine. The door opened and a raven-haired, middle age man screamed at him. Heero drove the bike forward then skidded the bike around and grabbed the handgun that was on the table.
Heero felt the breeze as a bullet passed him outside the garage before he heard it being fired. He quickly halted the bike with his left leg and faced the garage. He placed the handgun on his arm as he took aim and fired.
The man fell backward after the bullet made a perfect hole in his head and Heero drove the dark-blue and white D3 in the direction of his school. He quickly named his new bike Wing, because it felt like he was flying like a bird.
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"Quatre stop and listen to me for a second." Trowa shouted and Quatre turned around to face him, his blue eyes blazing with anger and redness from the tears that were falling down his face.
"Why Trowa?"
"I did nothing with her." Trowa said after he caught up to the blond. "I did not know her motive, I just thought she wanted to skim my notes."
"Did you kiss her?" Quatre snapped and Trowa grabbed his shoulders and Quatre shrugged him off.
"No."
"Liar."
"Why would I lie to you?" Trowa murmured as he got closer to Quatre.
"I feel polluted." Quatre said. "To think that you touched her-"
"She touched me." Trowa corrected.
"And I- we made out-"
"My study session was over two hours ago and I kissed you before that." Trowa declared.
"I can't believe this." Quatre cried. "She tried to take you away from me and for all I know you probably kissed her!"
"I did not kiss her and you believe me Quatre. Don't try and deny it because Dorothy was my partner in class."
"I can't bear the thought of seeing you with her," Quatre said "You're mines Trowa, and no one else's."
Trowa brought Quatre's face closer to his. "From the first moment I saw you, Quatre, you were the only one I wanted."
"I'm sorry Trowa…" Quatre said as he brought his face closer to Trowa's.
"Get a room you two!" Trowa and Quatre both jumped apart to see a grinning Meiran and an annoyed Wufei. Quatre blushed red and Trowa glared at them both for ruining a perfect moment.
"There are places to do that, and not in public." Wufei smirked. If possible, Quatre blushed even redder and Meiran did not miss it.
"Aw, is little Quatre blushing?" She laughed.
"Shut up Meiran." Quatre said amusedly.
"We heard about Heero and could not get out of class sooner." Wufei said. "What's the situation?"
"We suspect Tommy and Dorothy were the ones behind it." Trowa replied.
"Then what are we doing standing here?" Meiran grumbled. "Let's split up and search the grounds for them." Meiran began to drag a reluctant Wufei with her. "Don't worry, I got you guys on speed dial." She shouted.
"I'll go this way." Trowa said and turned the corner of the building and Quatre reluctantly went in the opposite direction. He so badly wanted to be with Trowa, damn Meiran and Wufei!
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Heero didn't recognize any of the landmarks he passed and one glance at the map he'd stolen confirmed that he was not in the city anymore. He threw the map away, so much for keeping the earth cleaned.
He stepped on the gas and full throttled it back the two hundred miles to Moriarity.
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"Has the jury reached a verdict?" The judge asked and Dekim had his fingers crossed while Treize had his hands elegantly crossed with his chin resting on it.
A short lady, wearing a pink dress stood up and cleared her throat. "We the jury, hereby declare Professor Martin Jay…" She coughed and smiled at the Dr. J. "Not guilty."
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AN I can't really remember if I gave Dr.J a name in the first 20 chapters, so if you would all be kind to tell me if I did, so I could fix the mistake as soon as I can.
Thank you Becky and Suzi for posting chapter 20, I really own you 2 big time. And a box of roses for the 2 of you for being my beta's.
BTW ppl, they were the ones that posted the previous chapter, I posted the note.
Yes, my wrist is hurting like hell and I am not going to start using bad grammer, yet. But I had to write this AN.
I just got the next 2 chapters back and I noticed a bunch of my mistakes!
I have a very good reason for that, seeing that I type at night. It's the only time I could actually concentrate. Anywho thanks again for waiting patiently while, I slowly type the next chapters.