Author's note: Well, this is my super bowl weekend I can't access the internet and can only type on my computer since I'm sick. Having a temperature of 102 or something in the morning can sometimes make you delusional. Blah! I feel like crap so here's the next chapter.

News: Borrowed this music CD/DVD from my friend where they corriograph anime clips and stuff to themes. There's a GW one to 'Die Another Day' and it rocks. If anyone can find where ever the site is, it is truly awesome! (Thanx Shellie!)

Also got a web page/site to host all my stories and stuff.

Okay, well I think that's all… yeah! Thanks everyone for the reviews!

-Red Tail

Snowy Fear, by Lost-Remembrance

Chapter Eleven (I think at least)

Heero's eye brow twitched in that of annoyance. He sighed heavily.

Here he was, one of two males in the household, Mr. Shevvington being the other one.

The other island kids had all gone off to stay with their friends. Sadly, without Une's permission, Heero couldn't go to someone's house. Jonah had offered to let him stay the night but Mrs. Shevvington still thought he should apologize.

He was in much more of a calm demeanor, his head slightly pounding when he was on his last straw when he snapped at the girls. At least the headache was gone now, if it wasn't he was sure he would start shooting people with his gun. If he had his gun. His trigger finger twitched slightly. Une had taken that away as well as his other stuff. He just hated being so…defenseless…

Luckily, he had been able to go out with his "special" drivers license and get some McDonalds for dinner while the girl's ate…something.

It seemed like the oven exploded while Mrs. Shevvington was trying to cook a chicken. Now it resembled the burnt body of a rat. Very disturbing.

"Um…" Katie, a less than popular girl said, looking up at Mrs. Shevvington. "What is this?" She questioned, not really knowing what she was about to eat.

"Ew…." Vicki grumbled, prodding the burnt piece of meat on her plate with the fanciest silverware.

It was at this moment that Heero walked in the door, wondering what smelled so awful and wrinkled his nose a little bit.

"Did you burn…something…?" Heero questioned, noticing the gaze of every guest there looking at him.

Mrs. Shevvington looked down, biting her lip as she turned away. "Yes." She mumbled. "The oven broke down while I was cooking the chicken and basically blew up."

"Hn." Heero said, sighing heavily as he toted his bag of McDonalds (some people had their eye on that also for no one wanted to eat the rat—er—chicken). "I'll prepare something."

"That's so nice of you." Anya said, smiling as she got up and walked into the kitchen where Heero was looking around for some food to give to the guests.

"I got you what you wanted also. It's in the bag." Heero replied, voice slightly muffled as he fumbled around in the closet which had basically every food known to mankind.

"Danke." Anya said in perfect German, looking in the bag and pulling out her meal. "So what are you going to make?" She questioned, looking at the numerous bags of rice being pulled out.

Heero didn't reply back, deciding to remain more in his stoic demeanor today. It would make it easier to handle to stalking munchkins roaming the house.

About fifteen minutes later, everyone was famished and some people were beginning to grumble.

Then, the door leading to the kitchen opened and Anya came out with Heero, trays in hand.

"This looks delicious!" Chrissie complemented as she stared with starry eyes at the meal set in front of her.

"There's more in the kitchen. I'll be up in my room if any of you need me." Heero said, taking off his jacket to show the forest green tank top he decided to wear today. He put the jacket on the hanging hook and then climbed the stairs to the second floor, closing his door slightly as he decided to eat in his room tonight.

Back down stairs, people were still slightly shocked at the meal before them. Being in Maine, seafood was one of the many incomes so it was abundant here. Thus, it was slightly expected that there would be something of that sort on the table.

On the table was rice, shrimp, salmon, unigiri (rice balls with something inside), and fried rice. Each person also got a bowl of seafood chowder and cream of crab soup.

"Excellent cooking skills." Mrs. Shevvington commented as they began to eat the excellent meal (dubbed " the Martha Stewart buffet" by Jessica, another girl).

"Wow, that was delicious!" Katie commented as she finished up her meal.

"Heero's good at everything! He's really strong also! He picked me up and carried me to school!" Dolly commented with a smile.

"Ooo…" Vicki and Gretchen immediately had all ears.

"You people are like stalkers or something. We look like innocent flowers compared to you." Jas and Sarah commented with a devilish grin.

"Let's play Murder shall we?" Mr. Shevvinton suggested with a grin. "Here are the rules…

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Heero finished up his food, sighing heavily. He looked at where his laptop would have been-should have been and shook his head.

Why had he even contacted Une in the first place? After she learned Heero still had his laptop, she sent the two Inne keepers to ship it back to her for "safekeeping".

Heero closed his eyes, getting up off the bed to turn off the lights. He fell down on the bed, still wearing the same clothing since he felt too tired to change into his sleep clothes (which were just his boxers).

He didn't know how long had past, but he felt pleasant in the dark dreamscape… Until he heard a scream, shatter through the air and jerked awake.

His mind instantly reeled, groggily of course. Relena! His mind processed quickly as he fell out of bed, rushing and jerking the door open as almost ran into someone.

"Vicki?" Heero said, looking some what taken aback.

"Heero?" Vicki purred with a smirk on her face. "We were just going to go hide in your room—"

Heero twitched his eye, fists clenched at his side as he filled the portrait of fury. "You—"

"Dolly suggested it." Gretchen supplied, Dolly giggling and pulling on Heero to try and get him to calm down.

Another scream sliced through the air and Heero jerked his head up again, "Relena?" He questioned the air, eyebrows furrowed as he noticed it sounded much different than before.

"Relena? You mean Peacecraft?" Gretchen scowled, wondering how Heero had managed to get to know her on a first name basis.

Vicki smirked, "Well…" Vicki breathed, slithering up closer to Heero, leaning up on her toes so she could whisper to him, "That's to be expected that you would want to protect her…right Gundam pilot 01, Heero Yuy?"

Heero's eyes opened wider as he pushed her away roughly., slamming her into the wall as he placed a well concealed swiss army knife up to her throat. Dolly screamed as did Gretchen.

"You won't kill me." Vicki hissed out like a snake.

Heero glared and stepped away from the girl, pocketing the knife roughly as he spun on his heel and headed off towards where the scream came from.

"Get away!" Someone screamed, "Aah!" Sobs were heard.

"Anya! Don't worry! I'm coming!" Chrissie shouted in response, hating the whole point of this game.

"Shut up Chrissie, you're killing the game." Gretchen replied back from her hiding spot.

"Besides," Vicki added, Dolly and Gretch no longer scared after she shared her little "secret" with them. "She has a wonderful scream."

"…Anya…?" Heero questioned, entering the room where Anya was quivering in. He noticed a draft and saw the open cellar door in the dark.

He walked up to Anya, whom looked up with fear and screamed again, yelling his name and pointing behind him. Turning, he never got the chance to see what was behind him as strong arms pushed him into the dark cellar and obviously opened door leading into it, Anya clinging to his arms and screaming all the way.

Then everything went black.

TBC