Standard disclaimers applied. I'm sorry for the very late update as I am now studying as a pilot in UK, just as the G-boys are! However, in a more civilized way... Anyway, minna! Domo arigato for the reviews! Dewa, shall we continue with the story?

Duo was standing at the porch of the hospital which has suddenly transformed into a hotel of some sort thanks to the sudden Zeimer uproar. Gripped in his left hand was a can of beer.

The braided man looked down from the 13th floor he was in, sniffing as his vision clouded on him. He sniffed and rubbed his nose, looking up at the stars which were big and bright from the colony.

"Heh, guess you've found peace now, huh?" he said to the stars, his mouth quivering at the last sentence. "But, tell me, what justice is there in you dying like that?" He suddenly gritted his teeth, his grip hardened on the beer can and the railing. "You said that... god... I dunno what you said that made feel so... so..."

He let his head hang down. Little did he know, the rest of the G-boys were listening. Zechs too but in a distant, such that they couldn't see him.

Suddenly, Duo stood up straight. "But, you are not in peace, are you buddy? Not with all this..." he bit his lower lip, "Man... I still can't believe you're dead. Are you really, really, dead? By what? A couple o' dose of Cyanide, when you survived a gundanium explosion right on your butt!"

Duo was about to go on with his frustrations when someone cleared his throat behind him, "I always thought you were crazy but I think you officially lost it."

"Who asked for your god damned opinion, Wufei? Look, I am a so-called God of Death and is there not a way for me to talk to the other God of Deaths to delay his death just for a bit…?" he fought back the tears. "He's..."

A strong pair of arms suddenly whirled him around, grabbed him by the collar and rammed him to the wall, lifting him a good few inches of the ground.

"Quit sulking, you imbecile! What kind of a sissy man are you anyway! Or are you EVEN a MAN!"

"Wufei..." Duo grunted, fighting back a throbbing ache behind his head.

"He was my friend too, alright! You're not the only one who feels for his death – we all do! Now stop being a worthless piece of rotten meat that you are and focus, Soldier!"

Duo glared at Wufei as the Chinese man did the same. "You call yourself a friend when you won't even respect him at his death?" Duo screamed, giving a hard blow to Wufei across the face. Wufei staggered back in the semi darkness and braced himself as Duo rammed into him, causing both of them to topple over a sofa.

"What do you know about how I feel now! HUH!" Duo cried, frustratedly banging Wufei's head to the floor.

Wufei tried to get Duo off him when Duo yanked him up and threw him to the next wall. He managed to stop himself from crashing in when Duo came running into him. A crunch was heard from Wufei's arm, a sign of dislocation of the bone.

Wufei felt the surge of pain and reflexively changed it into an assault move by whirling around and back-fisted Duo by the left eye. Duo screamed out loud as he pressed the palm of his hand into his now aching eye, alarming everyone in the building.

As both men groaned and moaned in agony at the damage inflicted by one another, Noin came busting through the door with a gun. All she saw was the 2 men. She clicked the safe lock back on her gun and tucked it slowly away, "What on earth...?"

"Just what ARE you two trying to prove here at a time like this?" Zechs growled dangerously.

Wufei was sitting shirtless on a stool with a gag in his mouth. Trowa was behind him, slowly relaxing the muscles on his right arm.

With one swift, flawless movement, Trowa jerked on his arm, rewarded with a sickening snap. Wufei briskly shut his eyes but other than that, showed no sign of reaction to the intense pain – save for his perspiration right after.

Meanwhile, Duo was just beside him, on a hospital bed, holding an ice pack over an eye, looking up at the ceiling. Quatre was seated beside him with a laptop on his lap.

"While you two were on an unnecessary brawl, it would have been better spent on time planning on what to do next. Now we are simply benefiting the enemy by dantily hurting yourselves!"

Seeing no reaction from any of them, Zechs decided to just save his breath. No way was anything he said or will say change whatever happened.

Suddenly, Duo spoke up, "Hey Zechs, where's the little girl?"

"What?" Zechs was puzzled by the sudden question. "How does finding her get you out of the hell I am about to put you guys in?"

Duo sat up, "I need to sit down and talk to her."

"But, your eye..." Quatre started.

"What, this? No problem. I'll just get a patch or something. You guys coming?" he asked, without turning back to even see them and walked out of the door.

At the time, Hera was in the 'war room' where Quatre and the Maguanacs have most helpfully assembled for their use.

As she was typing away furiously, the computer flashed an 'accass denied' reply. She 'tch'ed' and worked her way to another terminal of main computer and started typing away. Again, the same response flashed before her.

"Damn you, Pierre!" she cursed under her breath. She did what looked like a frustration dance around the room when the door open and Duo entered. He raised an eyebrow.

The little girl straightened up, dusted away invisible dust from her skirt and skittled away to the nearest (and furthest) terminal to redo her typing.

Duo smirked and shut the door. "Hey, what cha doin'?"

"What do you want?" she asked and then faced him, "You sure you don't have more pummeling to do?" she asked sarcastically.

"Awe... aren't you the sweetest thing?" he cooed.

"Watch it," she warned and turned back to the computer screen. "Push your luck any more, you'll end up with another bruised eye."

Duo smiled a lop-sided grin, "Ok, I give, I'm sorry." He sat at a terminal adjacent to her. "So, have you found any cure for what we're up against?" he asked as he typed into pc which replied him with the same "Access denied" as Hera first received.

Hera smirked at his failure, "Ms. Po is doing that with Relena's help. As you might have noticed, I am just a 7 year old. Hence, my skills in the medical field is quite limited to just field injuries. Nothing deep like this." She replied with her ever soft voice.

"Yeah? Ok then... so, what have you got so far?" he asked as the door slid open, revealing Trowa walking in.

Hera turned her comfortable chair to face Duo, "As you were wasting time brawling..." she started.

"Wow, isn't she cute?" Trowa piped in smiling at Duo, earning a glare of death from Hera in the process.

"I have information to the whereabouts of Hilde Schbeiker, Catherine Bloom and..."

The door slid open and Quatre excitedly entered, "Hey guys! I found..."

"Dorothy Catalonia." Hera finished.

Quatre's face dropped. "Oh... you found it too, huh?" he asked as she nodded absent-mindedly.

"So, let's start planning." Trowa exclaimed, straightening up from the wall in which he had been leaning against, arms folded.

All four of them then huddled around and started their plan of infiltration to the place where they knew all too well was a trap just waiting for them.

There, I hope that wasn't a disappointing continuation I mean, come on, I have been out of this fanfic authoress business for what... nearly 2 years? Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this and stay tuned for more...!