This is really short, but I wanted to end it like it does. It's just kind of a twist. For fun.

(Nooooo!) The voice was in control again. (I want to be in the back and watch you know what to do.)

Oh well. There's nothing we can do. But don't blow this. Heero looked up to see Une watching him with an amused expression.

"Is everything alright?"

Don't answer. She's trying to goad you. Just make her go through the door. And don't move the gun. No matter what.

"After you, Ma'am." Heero held the gun steady and nodded at the door.

The guard watched with a slightly open mouth as Une smirked and stepped through the door. Heero shot him a threatening look and followed the brown-haired woman through the door. Instead of a room, like Heero thought there'd be, there was another, shorter hall. Une led them to the end of the hall and slipped a small card into the lock. There was a quiet beep and the door slid open. Une stepped through the door and to the side to reveal the person leaning against the desk.

That's not Relena.

(Thank you, Captain Obvious.)

The man leaning on the desk had an air of elegance about him. His light brown hair was combed back and he had sharp, clear blue eyes. He wore a blue military uniform and a sword belted at his hip.

Treize. Heero said, injecting as much hate and venom into his voice as he could.

"Treize?" The voice said without thinking.

The man's thin eyebrows rose. "You know who I am. Good, that saves us some time." He turned to Une. "Lady Une, will you leave us?"

"Certainly, Your Excellency." Une bowed and left the room.

Even here's he's got his "Excellency" stupidity going.

(So he's from your world too?)

Unfortunately. Heero watched as Treize walked calmly around his desk and sat down.

"You know who I am, but I'm afraid I don't recognize you. You are from Lowe's team, aren't you?" Heero shook his head and Treize's eyebrows once again rose. "Well, you certainly know what you're doing, if you made it this far."

(Should I tell him who I am? Or keep the air of mystery?)

Air of mystery. I actually think he might know who you are.

(What! How?)

Heero mentally shrugged. Just a thought.

"You aren't going to tell me?" Treize chuckled and leaned forward on his folded hands. "I have an idea. Would you like some tea?"

"Tea? Yuck." Heero slapped himself mentally as soon as the words escaped his voice's mouth. You idiot!

(Sorry. It's just that tea's nasty. And for girls. Does that mean-?)

Don't go there! Heero shuddered. Don't go there.

"You're Heero Yuy, aren't you?" Treize smirked slightly.

"No. He's a politician, duh."

"You're not him. He's more confident than that. But let me guess." Treize smiled. "He's in your head."