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Don't Mess with Fire
Part 4
Keahi walked into the sleeping quarters moments after her encounter with Zach, her head still throbbing horribly. I'm gonna burn down his room separator curtain-thing. She pushed through the crowd that surrounded Kaida and the outsider she had brought in. "Yo, Kaida, who's that?"
Kaida looked up, a light in her eyes that Keahi had seen few times before. The newcomer turned around, braid swinging, cobalt eyes glistening. "Hey."
"This," the brunette said proudly, waving to the guy, "is Duo."
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"Where'd that braided idiot go?" Heero murmured to himself. A wave from the corner of his eye caught his attention. It was Trowa, motioning from the mouth of an alleyway.
Heero walked towards him, but his clown friend stopped him. "Slowly," was all he said. The Perfect Soldier nodded his understanding, and followed Trowa between the buildings. They approached Quatre, who was on his knees in front of two children.
"Have they seen him?"
The little girl answered him. "Yep. He brought us food and-" her brother cut her off.
"Why do you need to know?" he asked defensively, glaring up at the serious pilot.
Quatre smiled. "Like I've said before, he is a good friend of ours. He told us he would meet us at the hotel but he never did. We're worried," he said frankly.
The boy pointed. "He went left after he left the alley. We heard he met up with a Pyronic by the pizza place."
Quatre ruffled the boy's hair, letting something drop into his lap. "Let's get going," Trowa said, already walking away. "Thanks for your help."
As they left the passageway, the boy cried out, "I hope you find him! Thanks for the money!" The Arabian, the only one to hear him, waved his good bye. The girl waved back, blanket tightly clutched to her chest.
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Kaida pulled the curtains around her sleeping area closed after finally convincing twenty gang members that if they didn't leave after a count to ten, they would be barbequed then and there. It was a mad dash to the pipes, like hunting hounds after a rabbit almost. She turned back to Duo, Keahi, and Zach, whom Keahi was setting on fire every two seconds before he froze the flames.
"Ok, Keahi, stop trying to light Zach's shirt like a bomb fuse and listen to me. As my second in command and advisor, I wanted you two to know my… no, our past first. You can also help me fill Duo in on this whole power thing." The fire and ice elementalists nodded their heads. It was going to be a long night.
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Helen sat next to Heba and Saki, a fair distance away from the sleeping area yet still closer than the rest of the mob. As council members, they would be alerted first if something were to happen.
Heba, dark, tall, and calm, had black hair and eyes. Saki, red haired and energetic, was… electric. Blonde, blue eyed, British Helen was relaxed most of the time, but when stirred up, she was a monster.
Let's face it. They were bored. Kaida, Keahi, Zach, and that Duo person had been in there for half an hour. They had already played four rounds of poker, two games of Go Fish, and Fifty Card Pick-up twice. After hangman in the dirt three times, Saki's patience, something she was not known for, ran out.
"I AM SICK AND TIRED OF WAITING FOR THE STUPID MEETING TO BE OVER! I'M TAKING A WALK!" and with that, she pushed through the other members, heading towards one of the many exists.
"Well, I guess she'll miss out on our game of Duck, Duck, Goose," stated Heba flatly. She didn't see Helen sweatdrop and shake her head.
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The red haired menace walked the streets of the colony, only the badge on the sleeve of her shirt telling the world as her gang member ranking. Only the leader, second in command, and advisor got the jackets. Not very many people were out on the street this late. A group of guys around her age approached her, two of which looked serious, the other looking rather cheerful or optimistic; which one she could not tell.
The confusing boy spoke first. "Excuse me," he said with a kind look in his eyes, "we were looking for a friend of ours, and we were wondering if you've seen him."
"What's he look like?"
"Brown hair, blue eyes, you'd probably hear him before you see him, I mean he talks faster than the speed of light," the blonde stated.
"American, loud, his name is Duo Maxwell," one of the serious boys said. He had green eyes, or eye because Saki couldn't see the other one; his hair was covering it.
Saki cut in. "Wait a sec. Does he have a three foot long braid, calls himself the God of Death, and flirt with every girl he sees?"
"So you've seen him." The cold voice caused her to turn to the other brunette. His hard Prussian eyes bore into her brown ones. "Can you lead us to him?"
The red head hesitated. Who were these hot guys and why were they asking so many questions? "No… yeah… I don't know. I have to ask the Dragon. Just wait here," she said, before running off.
Quatre made a face. "She's not coming back, is she?"
Trowa leaned up against a building. "We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?"
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Saki ran headlong through the mob of people. Finally arriving at Helen and Heba, she stopped. "I need to (pant) talk to (pant) Kaida. It's about (pant) that guy that she's with."
Heba raised an eyebrow. "You mean Duo? The four had a break a minute ago; you should have been here then. He plays a mean game of Spit (1)."
The redhead's temper rose. She didn't have time for this. "Let me through."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Heba, let Saki through, dammit!" came the yell from the curtained area. Saki stuck her tongue out at Heba, who just rolled her eyes and let her friend past.
"Kaida, I ran into some guys on the street. They're looking of Duo."
Duo stood up. "Is one cold and stoic, have blue eyes, and make you want to cower in fear?"
"Yeah."
"And another so polite and sweet it makes you wanna throw up that has blonde hair?"
"Yeah."
"And another quiet and you can only see one of his eyes?"
"Yeah."
"And a Chinese dude that looks like he wants to kill you?"
"…nooo."
"OK it's just the guys. They must have left Wu-man back at the hotel, stuffed with Chinese food… HOLY SHIT THE HOTEL," Duo leapt up and started running towards the pipes. "I WAS SUPPOSED TO MEET THEM BACK AT THE HOTEL, NOT HAVE A CONFERENCE WITH MY LONG-LOST FRIEND! DAMMIT ALL TO HELL!"
Kaida ran after him. "Duo! Wait up!"
Duo kept on running. "If you don't wanna look down the barrel of Heero's gun, don't come! I can face his wrath on my own!" Woe is me! Everyone will miss me! O well, the God of death isn't THAT easy to get rid of! Now, I must start to write up my Will. I'll give my alarm clock to Hilde, and my black trench coat to Trowa… hmm what does Quatre NOT have? I'll give him my silly putty.
Suddenly, something grabbed hold of his jacket, gently but firmly, begging him to stop. The braided pilot looked up, noticing they were out of the throng of gang members. Latched onto his jacket, to his surprise, was a dragon. Only about the size of a cat, the dragon was black, with red and orange streaks running down its flanks and wings. But what made him stop was not the fact that a dragon was clutching his jacket, but that its eyes were ice blue. Exactly like Kaida's.
When he stopped the dragon gave a small squawk, and proceeded to jump from his shoulder to his braid, riding it as it swung back and forth. It issued a shriek when it saw Kaida and Keahi running towards them, clinging to the braid tighter like a child that didn't ant to give up its favorite toy.
The two girls caught up with Duo and stopped, panting. "Damn you run fast." Was Keahi's only comment. Kaida attempted to detach the dragon from Duo's braid to no avail.
"Come on, Hasaki. Let go of his hair!" the dragon squawked its refusal and hung on for dear life. She finally gave up. "Duo, kindly take my dragon off your braid." She said with a smile.
Duo put his hand down by the creature, allowing it to jump onto it. "I should be either freaked or confused, but this is so awesome." He turned to Kaida. "I'll be back tomorrow, babe. And you can just chill," he said, patting Keahi on the head. She swatted him away, scowling.
"Later babes!" Duo yelled running off.
Keahi turned to Kaida. "Are you seriously gonna let him go, when he knows the location of the hideout?" she asked, tugging on the small black hoop earring in her right ear.
Kaida just smiled. "He's not gonna tell."
"What can make you so sure?"
"… he's Duo."
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Keahi walked back towards not the sleeping area, but the headquarters, passing by various Pyronics on the way. Saki came up and walked next to her. "Hey. Did that guy leave?"
"Yeah. That is so weird that you ran into his friends on the street."
"Do you know what's even WEIRDer?" the redhead asked mischievously.
"What?"
Saki tapped her friend on the head, making her hair puff up into an afro. "Your hair!" She started laughing, but began to run away due to the fact the Keahi was about to blow like Krakatau.
"ATTA! BAKA!" the second in command yelled, sending a pillar of fire towards her now frightened friend.
"OW! HOTHOTHOTHOT!" Saki screamed, trying to put out the fire that was eating away at her pants. Keahi blew on her finger like it was a gun and grinned as she heard a "splash", telling her Helen had arrived on the scene.
"Touché, my friend, touché."
A/N: hey I hope you liked it! I wrote a longer chappy for y'guys. (winks) you are all great! I know it's very confusing… but I'll explain EVERYTHING in the next chapter. So just bear with me here. Tomorrow school starts. Dammit all
(1)- Spit is a two player card game. To learn how to play, review asking me for more details! P.S. I'm the master of Spit. Or Mistress o.O