No Sound in Space
Chapter Five

Heero

I leaned over Zechs and patted his face gently. He had been leaning against Baka and then he just went down. He was laying stomach down with his head turned my way and he breathed heavily. It wasn't until about five minutes passed, that he actually opened his eyes. He looked a little confused or even a little dazed. I should have known he was trying to mask his discomfort the moment he willingly allowed Treize to carry him. He was just very convincing when trying to make us believe he was okay.

"I'm fine…" He mumbled airily. He sounded short of breath and he really expected us to believe he was okay.

"You're clearly not okay, chéri." Treize countered. He was on the other side of Zechs with a hand gently rubbing the blonde's back. "Perhaps you should get rest now. We weren't thinking correctly, chéri. Putting you through such stress."

"Perhaps it's not your fault, Treize, but the one who didn't tell us he was feeling unwell?" I offered, looking the blond in the eyes by hunching over a little. He shot me an unfeeling glare.

"I'm fine…" He mumbled again putting his face against the cold tile. "I'm not going to sleep." He argued. He's a stubborn man. It's no wonder Treize had such trouble with him.

"Then at least relax a little. We're not asking for a miracle from you, Zechs." With the help of Treize, I managed to get him turned over and pulled into a sitting position. He was acting very indignant and resisting; but between the two of us, there wasn't much he could do. "You're lucky you didn't bust your head open." I snorted.

The blonde put a hand on my chest and tried to push me away. Again I say, tried. "It's just a head wound. Like I haven't had them before."

"Yes, but there was a time you were smart enough to know when to take it easy."

"You're mean, Heero, you're very mean."

"You sound like a child."

"Duo, your boyfriend is picking on me, make him go away!"

"Chéri, he's not wrong I'm afraid. You're much more self destructive than you used to be."

"Whose side are you on, Treize?!" Zechs gave him the secret eyes of doom. Duo had always referred to them as such; because when Zechs gave the ex. Oz leader that look, there was nothing that could stop him from melting into a pool of 'I love you, Zechs'. We'd seen it a million times.

"Love, you know I am on your side always!"

"Carry me?" That blonde had a way with Treize that I will never comprehend. No other person in the universe could make that man do half of what Zechs did. That was devotion to frightening amounts…much like baka's devotion to me.

"You know there's not a thing I wouldn't deny you." He lifted Zechs from the floor with a little aid for initial balance. They looked right for each other, as strange as it sounds from someone like me.

"Those two are so cute." Duo bubbled along with Quatre. Those two are walking proof that a man can simultaneously be a man and a woman at the same time without having physical evidence of the female factor. "Hee-chan, you never carry me!"

"You're never shot in the head." I looked at him with a brow raised. "Besides, I give you plenty of things to make up for it." I smirked suggestively and he buried his face in Quatre's shoulder to try and hide the blush from me. As if I couldn't see it. I pressed on, coming close to his ear so only he could hear me, "and you never complained when I had you shrieking my name into the starry sky when I had my way with you on the balcony."

"H-Heero…when did you become such a teasing bastard?" He replied, face redder than the shirt Zechs was wearing that day. He slipped out of Quatre's direct vicinity and turned to face me full on. I brushed his long hair over his shoulder.

"I spend much more time around Treize these days."

"Oh," He said leaning into my touch. "So now you're just a pervert, eh?" He mewled at me. The submissive ones always seem to mewl. Duo mewls… Quatre mewls… even Zechs mewls for god's sake! Damn it…now that word sounds weird.

"You could say that." I leaned close enough to brush a light and teasing kiss along his jaw. He squirmed like he always did. He was so easily dominated. I can't really say that wasn't something I liked. I liked it a great deal.

"Ahem. Boys, you have rooms for that now." The voice of Noin broke my concentration. Granted, it doesn't take much concentration to seduce my brunette lover. We both looked up. I'm sure he felt as busted as I did. Not that we were doing anything wrong. Yet.

"Oh, like you wouldn't watch, Noin." Zechs muttered in a teasing tone.

"I would." Trowa offered.

Wufei snorted in amusement, "We all know you would."

"Well, if you're all done with the foreplay; we've had meals brought up for you. I hope you're not mad, Quatre, but we're having our Preventers inspect your home." She spoke seriously. For a moment we needed to remember why we were even there.

"Of course not. All I want is for them to figure out what's going on. I wouldn't want to go back there if it's unsafe."

"Someone say food?" Duo perked up and I could actually feel it in his posture, because he was leaned against me.

"Food sounds damn good right now." Wufei added with a yawn.

"No damn it! Don't…" Zechs yawned before he could complete the sentence. "Yawn! Don't you know yawning is like a disease?!" Trowa yawned afterward and Zechs shot Wufei the accusatory glare.

"Don't blame me!"

"You yawned!"

"Now, now children," Treize spoke softly, but his voice always held a tone of authority, "let's eat shall we?"

"I like that plan!" Duo babbled happily. Food always made him happy.

"As opposed to being tossed about like a helpless doll, I'm for it." The blonde bundle in the man's arms muttered.

"Zechs…" I snorted, "You are helpless these days."

"I resent that…you know what, put me on my feet. I can walk all by myself!"

Wufei interjected before I could snap a response, "You're just going to end up on your face if you do that."

"Yeah, but at least that's the more prideful way to go. Since I've only been shot in the head. It's nothing serious." Blonde bundle looked at Treize expectantly. He was waiting for Treize to comply. "Treize…." He warned lowly.

"I must agree with Chang, love. You blacked out less than ten minutes ago."

"For like five minutes!"

Duo snickered and shook his head, "Only you would make that seem like it was acceptable."

"Put me down or I will never forgive you!" He glared hard at Treize.

"Very well…" The man replied hesitantly, "but you're not moving out of my direct grasp. If you fall, I will catch you."

Treize complied and slowly set Zechs back on his feet. Man, seven years ago I would have laughed myself into a damn coma at that sight. Neither of them were as intimidating as before…Though Treize played a mean game of tennis. You'd never think a man like him was into that kinda sport. In response to Treize following Zechs's demand, Zechs followed Treize's and stuck close to him. He looked so small compared to Treize.

Zechs turned to the taller man, "thank you. My dignity was being questioned by a certain someone." He meant me. "And you're a man who understands." He traced an absent pattern on Treize's shirt.

"I'd do anything for you, you know that." He leaned closer to Zechs.

It should have felt weird watching two people who had at one time been fierce enemies show each other such affection, but after five years it seemed normal. But I tell you one thing, if Treize had stuck his tongue any further down Zechs's throat it would have incited a gag reflex; assuming Zechs even had that reflex anymore. I don't really want to think about that.

"Hey, will you two cut that out for a minute," Noin interrupted again.

"Don't stop them." Trowa replied. Quatre tugged on his arm and he pouted in that way only Trowa can. Stoically.

I rolled my eyes and clapped my hands to get their attention, "hey you two. Save your appetite for dinner, not each other."

Zechs pulled away from Treize's face—much to the disappointment of Trowa. That pervert. The blonde glanced over at me and grinned. Here came the challenge: "What's wrong Heero, jealous?"

"I have my own someone to suck face with, thank you very much."

"Oh? Then maybe I should see if he's doing you justice…" He looked over at Duo, whose face changed colors instantly.

"I wouldn't say no…" He muttered.

"Baka!"

"Oh come on Heero…It's Zechs! He was option two if you told me to go fuck myself, instead of doing it for me!"

Blondie cackled, "I don't know whether to be flattered or laugh at your embarrassing moment, Heero…"

"Oh shut up." I grumbled and looked over at Wufei. He was looking over the balcony. We were on the third story. Over the railing was a large open space, like a lobby. It made it easier to surveillance things, rather than having all of the floors identical to the ground floor and adding in extra elevators. Something seemed to perplex Wufei, but he didn't say anything. So instead I asked him; "Something wrong?"

"I could have sworn I saw someone down there a minute ago." He said and apparently it was loud enough for Noin to over hear.

"No one should be down there. We have the secondary branch open for people to contact us…and most of our staff is on surveillance."

"I was probably just seeing things. Easy to be paranoid when you've had someone shot at, neh?" He turned with a teasing smile to Zechs.

"I'm never living this down am I. Well, you know what. At least I saw the gun go off! Unlike any of you."

I shrugged, "He's got us there, Fei."

A knock on one of our door made us look to the sound. Une was watching and she seemed impatient. I think she was more concerned than anything else though. "Get in here and eat the damn food brought to you."

"Oooh, getting saucy on us Lady Une. You can be assured I will make sure it gets eaten!" Duo offered. Typical of him. He turned to me with those large amethyst eyes and smiled sweetly. "Food?"

"Yes, Baka. Let's go." I haphazardly loop my arm around his. I craned my neck to the others. "Coming or what?"

The seven of us—damn seven…what a crowd—obeyed Une's order for us to find our way to our food. She was only like that when she was worried. It was concerning me particularly, because I meant that they hadn't found anything yet. I wanted to know so many things, but there were no answers for them yet. We wound up all crammed into Wufei's borrowed room. It wasn't actually as 'borrowed' as you'd think. He was the only one of us that didn't have someone particular to return home to on those nights when the Preventers worked late. So he just stayed in that room, from what I gathered. We'd managed a workable setup though, for as small as the room was. We were not an easily separated bunch. Duo, Wufei and Zechs sat on the bed. Treize sat at Zech's feet next to Trowa, who had Quatre comfortably rested in his lap. I sat on the only chair in the room, next to the bed where Duo was. We all had plates and no table manners to go with it. Une left after she realized we were all typical males; talking with our mouths open and making sick jokes that you probably shouldn't while eating.

"This feels like a sleep over." Quatre chuckled.

"Heh, you know what people do at sleepovers, right?" Duo nudged Quatre.

"We're not playing truth or dare." Wufei interjected any response that could have come.

Duo blinked slowly. I'm sure he was wondering how Wufei guessed what he was thinking. "…You're no fun Fei!"

"You're absolutely right. I am the opposite of fun. I kill happiness and enjoy doing it. In fact, I'm the death of fun. Fear me."

"For someone who's the death of fun, you're rather funny." Zechs poked Wufei with his fork. Wufei recoiled with an utterly false look of horror.

"Do you know where that thing's been!?"

"In my mouth?"

"And do you know where that's been!?"

I could see the wicked mirth come alive in Zechs's face and I didn't even have to hear it to know what the next comment was going to be. "Ask Treize. He'll tell you." He ran a hand along Treize's shoulders and Quatre coughed and nearly choked on the shit chicken Une served.

Before taking a bite, Trowa added: "And you call me a pervert."

Zechs winked with as much sweetness as a man like he can muster, "you've taught me well Trowa."

"Thank you for teaching him that tongue trick, by the way." A grin gingerly crossed Treize's face and Quatre and Duo both choked on their drinks.

Trowa nodded, sipping his own soda, "you're welcome."

"Okay, let me lay down the ground rules now," The Chinese pilot crossed his arms and looked at the offenders, "No sex in my room, and that includes foreplay Mister Kushrenada."

"Why target me? I'm innocent."

"You're full of shit, is what you are."

"Innocent?" Zechs snorted loudly, "Oh Lord if you're innocent than I am a damn saint—no, a God!"

Treize leaned an arm back to brush through the long locks of blonde, "you may as well be, chéri."

"You are a sappy bastard, Treize." I laughed.

A soft tapping on the door silenced the group. Sally was standing in the doorway. There was a look on her face that spoke volumes and when we saw it, we all paid attention. It seemed she had news about something that would be deemed important to us. She had files in her hand and she stepped into the room. "We found something interesting in your home." She said, cutting to the quick. Unlike Noin, she got to the point directly. She was a good match for Noin, in the same aspect that Zechs was good for Treize.

"What did you find?" Quatre asked, quietly as he usually does.

"Well, the photos were all taken by hidden camera bots. They're about as large as pinhead, but they have incredible range and picture quality. There must have been thirty of these things in your home and we're still not sure we found them all. I don't know when an intruder would have had time to install these, but they did thorough work."

I shook my head at her words, "that explains a lot. No one would have been able to snap photos in person and not have us see them."

"Even stranger…there was nothing else. Other than the cameras, nothing else was found in your home." She looked around quizzically. "Not to offend you Zechs, but we've already deducted that it couldn't be you staging it. Naturally you were a suspect because everything seems to point in your direction."

"I feel fucking loved."

"Don't feel that way. We're being given evidence that doesn't help you at all. Though we found several strands of blonde hair in the remains if the car that matches yours, but have been ruled out as yours because of the chemical in your hair that it lacks."

Zechs looked up, "You mean to tell me that having my hair accidentally dyed, saved me from being accused of staging something like this?"

"Pretty much."

"Lucky fucking me."

"There's also something we wanted to show you, but Lady Une won't let me take them out of the room."

I leaned forward, "can we go and see what they are then?"

"Of course. You can leave your mess here, though." She laughed.

"Yeah, leave it in my room," Wufei snorted, but hopped off the bed, holding his hands out as an offering to help Zechs to his feet. Zechs took his hands and the Chinese man pulled him up like he was nothing. Zechs and Wufei then—together—forced Treize to his feet by each grabbing an arm.

He barely protested but he did chuckle; "Ah, no need to man handle me."

I pulled Baka from the bed and we helped Trowa and Quatre up. It was a small room but we'd managed to pretzel ourselves in well. Now getting up and filing out was different. I followed Sally out first, because I was more impatient than the others. Trowa was right behind me and the rest followed in a random order. Duo took his place beside me, only stopping to give me a short look for leaving him behind.

Sally walked backwards as she spoke, "I'm sure whatever is going on can be explained, but I think it would be the wisest choice for all of you to avoid making quick guesses right off the bat."

"We're pilots Sally, we're smart people." Wufei muttered. He wasn't too fond of Sally from what little I gathered. It was more of a mutual tolerance and a tolerance that had decreased a little over the years.

"I know, but I still want to make sure that you're not going to jump to conclusions. We found some rather estranged evidence in combination with that car and your home. More the car than your home, obviously."

The chatter continued and eventually became bickering between Sally and Wufei, but I wasn't paying attention. I had vaguely heard a click and I stopped. I wasn't sure if it was my mind playing tricks on me, but it made me very uncomfortable and paranoid. I knew that sound. The sound of a pistol clicking.

"Did anyone hear that?" I voiced and Trowa stepped closer to me.

"You heard it too?"

Then we all heard it. A loud crack through the air signified that someone had just shot a gun. Everything went deadly silent again save for the sound of the pistol hitting the tile. I looked to the far end of the stair rail and caught only a quick glimpse of someone running. A flash of light blonde hair alarmed me to degrees I couldn't express at that moment.

"TREIZE!"

I whipped my head toward the group and my hesitance faded into a panic. I moved toward them, pushing my way by Quatre and Duo. Treize was on the floor and Zechs was half under him.

There was blood. Lots of it.

To be continued…


Leo: Just so you all know…I yawned no less than 6 times while writing that bitch fest about yawning…It really IS a damn disease. (And I Just yawned again, DAMN IT)

I know, that was a terrible place to stop that chapter. I'm sorry. I know many of you are probably going to like stab me figuratively for what will happen over the next few chapters. This story is going to be a lot more involved than my last one, so there will be light moments (like the chapters before this) and then there will be dark chapters as well. Let me know how you feel about my plot twists guys!