Of Crime Lords and Rich Boys

Author: Golden Fire Phoenix

Disclaimer: Don't own anything!

AN: G.O.D! So sorry for the really late update, Holy shit batman...it's been a freaking year! Holy….-deadpans- …….Soooooo Sorry! No killy! -Ducks behind four bullet proof glass panes-

Chapter 8: Information, please?

At precisely 6:00 in the morning Heero opened the door to a very disgruntled Chinese man.

"Alright Yuy, what is so important." Wufei growled as he stepped in to the hallway. Heero handed him a cup of tea when they enter the kitchen and began to explain.

"I need you to get access to the Peacecraft Mansion. A simple job, bug the house then get out. Treize will be able to help you get in."

Wufei took a sip of his tea. "Why Treize, how can he help?"

"He has his connections." Heero said as he moved towards the coffee pot.

"So is the boy finally here?" Wufei asked as he leaned up against the counter.

For a split second Heero froze, remembering last night and let a small smile show before it quickly disappeared. Grabbing his cup of coffee he turned around to face Wufei once again.

"He arrived the night before, he…"

Heero never finish his sentence, he was startled when Wufei began to choke on the sip of tea he had just taken. Hearing a sigh from the door way, Heero looked up, to see none other then Duo Maxwell, in nothing but boxers, standing there, his long chestnut braid carelessly draped over his shoulder, brushing against his well defined abs.

"Morning." The braided one said simply as he walked over and grabbed a cup of coffee. Wufei spluttered indigently, his tea forgotten.

"Wufei….Mr. Duo Maxwell, estranged and sought after son of the tyrant we all know and love, Tyrants son meet, Wufei Chang, Loyal and most trusted friend." Heero said extravagantly as he introduced his body guard to his quest.

Duo smiled cheerfully and held out his hand. "It's nice to me you, Wuffles, Loyal and trusted friend of mighty lord Heero." Wufei's cheeks tweaked in uncontrollable spasms of suppressed amusement and shock at the boy's nonchalant greeting.

"Ok, another anti-social one I see." Duo said as he retracted his hand and sat at the counter. "You sure know how to pick um, Hee-kun." Smiling as Heero placed a cup of tea in front of the braided boy, placing the coffee cup down; he picked up the tea cup and took a sip, winking at the messy haired boy standing across from him.

Wufei grunted. "It's Wufei, baka." Turning to the silent one in the kitchen, Wufei gave a departing bow. "I'll contact you later today." And with that abrupt farewell, he pivoted and quickly exited the room.

At the Asian mans hasty retreat, Duo burst in to laughter. "He sure is a keeper!" He gasped, whipping the tears form his eyes. Heero gave a tiny smirk and sat down next to the braided boy and watched him drink his tea.

"I've known him since birth." He said, finally breaking his silence. "My parents were assassinated after my birth, his family took me in." Duo's eyes glazed over with sadness and he gently set his cup down. "I'm sorry." He said, looking down at the table.

Heero smirk. "Don't be, I remember nothing of them, neither one of them cared about there children, I was raised mostly by my brother."

"Brother?" Duo asked.

Cursing himself for saying to much, Heero just nodded his head then jumped off the counter. "I have things to do." He said shortly, then stiffly walked out of the room.

"What the hell…" Duo trailed off as he watched his friends retreating back.

-sobs- I am sooooooo sorry, again for the lateness…I'm such a horrible author. –Insert head to desk action here-

So, to those that care, I've decided to kick myself in the ass and continue my stories…and hopefully this time around I will complete them! –crosses fingers- And since re-reading my previous chapters, I've discovered horrendous spelling and grammar mistakes, so I'll be revamping previous chapters, then uploading them again…

I say this again, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! TT