Hey ppl! Srry I haven't been able to write for the past couple months! I'm finally moved into my new house n skewl n all so yea that took a while.. plus I have the stresses of Junior year on me so its been hectic… neways… I'm gonna do my best to continue where I left off…. Hope y'all like it!

Chap 7

-Teaching the Enemy-

The Prison door slammed open causing Heero to jump slightly. His eyes slowly adjusted to the dark, red, lit prison and he looked around to find the commotion.

"Get up pussy, Boss wants you again" Two prison guards greeted Heero at his cell and grabbed him under the arm pits once again.

As Heero felt the guards drag him slowly towards Treize's office, the tug of his rigid back burned sending chills throughout his body.

Reflections of the lights went by on the tiles, and Heero felt that there was nothing better to do than to count them, trying his best to will away the pain.

By the time he got to 52 the guards stopped and dropped the rest of Heero's body on the floor. One guard reached for an i.d and flashed it before a scanner. The doors groaned from the air pressure and opened to reveal an already hectic scene.

"You've never given me a chance!!"

"I have too. Stop shooting false accusations towards me or you're losing ALL your chances!"

The screaming continued and Heero took his chance to get the gist of what was going on.

In front of Treize's desk stood a slender woman of 5'2 with long golden blonde hair put up into a style Heero couldn't put a name to. She went for the all-black appeal with tight fitting mini skirt, a button-up blouse and high-heeled boots. Antique silver jewelry adorned her body, her necklace resembling the shape of a crescent moon. Something looked oddly familiar to Heero but he couldn't quite place it.

Heero and the two guards remained motionless at the sight of the chaos, unsure of what to do next.

"You don't care about any of us! That's why you don't visit mother anymore; isn't it? Huh?" Her arms flew around wildly, her temper building up.

"You ungrateful little bitch!!" Treize shouted, and as soon as he did, slapped her hard in the face. The sound echoed within the room and all became quiet. Usagi stood in shock rubbing her swollen and red cheek.

Finally Treize took recognition of the three extra men standing at the edge of his room.

"What the hell are you doing in here? I told you to wait outside you idiots!" Both soldiers replied by the dropping of their heads.

Treize turned back the woman and stared her down "Usagi….just.." he paused, unsure of what to say.

"Just leave." He pointed angrily towards the door and motioned for her exit.

As the woman turned around Heero recognized her immediately. The woman appeared to be none other than Treize's mysterious daughter, or now known as "Usagi". Heero glared her up and down, and his eyes stopped at her hands. Without the gloves they almost looked…pure? Not only that but for an odd reason they seemed…familiar? Heero couldn't remember where he had seen them, but he knew he had.

She walked towards him and the other two guards and just as she was leaving the doors she gave Heero a cold, harsh stare. Her dark eyes were infuriated, but somewhere deep beneath them Heero could sense unhappiness. He listened for the fading "clicking" of her heels and then focused his attention back on Treize.

"Go" he motioned to the two guards. Both bowed respectfully hoping to regain his likings and fled the room.

Treize peered out his window for a while, recollecting his calm posture. After a couple of seconds he strode over to Heero, who was tied up and kneeling once again on his floor.

"Ahh Heero, may I query as to how your 'torture session' was? Did my daughter not do a remarkable job?" Treize sneered in hopes for a reaction from Heero but the Gundam pilot remained emotionless on his spot.

"Fine, if you're not going to answer than I'll get to business. As of now, your four little friends are on their way. Don't expect any pity from us Yui; and no tricks of yours either. They won't even have a chance against my army. Over those years that you became so….vulnerable, I managed to build an army twice the past size. So here's what I'm going to offer: You tell me how to start up Wing Zero and your friends will be unharmed, as of now that is. If not, I won't show any mercy."

Treize glared at Heero awaiting an answer but the pilot had already drifted into his own thoughts. Heero glared outside the window, examining the battle outside. It was hard to imagine that he himself had once been apart of that. The two days he had spent in prison had felt like 2 months. How could he be back here? After all the troubles of escaping his true reality?

'What the fuck is wrong with me?? Damn, maybe I am an emotional pussy'

"Yuy!" Treize knocked his head harshly with the back of his hand.

Heero flashed a glare of anger at Treize and stared him straight in the eye.

"Good, you're listening. What have you decided?" Treize folded his arms and began to tap his foot.

"Hn" Heero quite frankly couldn't give a shit; just as long as Wing Zero could be of no use.

"Now I understand why they call you so heartless" Treize chuckled. "So be it. Your decision is your own"

Treize paced back to his desk and pushed the red button as he had the time before. The same two soldiers came in and immediately grabbed Heero.

"You'll regret this Yuy" Treize shook his head and walked back to his window, enjoying the battle in front of him.

Heero felt Treize's words bite at something inside of him but he shoved it out. He couldn't let emotions reside inside of him. Heero watched as Treize's form got smaller and smaller until the Gundam Pilot turned the corner and disappeared.

The prison guards dragged Heero into the prison once again. Heero closed his eyes, hoping with everything he had that they wouldn't take him to the prison chamber. He opened to an unfriendly turn out. They threw him in harshly and slammed the door quickly.

Heero groaned as he rolled off his back. Maybe this time she would just finish him off. Slowly he got to his knees and sat up, making it easier on his back. He sat there and waited, for what he thought might be three hours again.

Usagi swung the door open early however; this time without her chains. Heero stared at her, puzzled. How was she supposed to torture him? She wore the same torture suit as she had before but she didn't wear a belt or helmet.

"Get up" she sounded rushed.

"I said get up or you're going to REGRET it!" She kicked him in the gut but he remained motionless.

"Ugh, God!" Before Heero had a chance to react she swiftly bent down and picked him up herself. It surprised him at how strong she was for a woman her size.

Heero stood next to her, hands tied, and unsure of what to do next. He glanced over at her and noticed she didn't have the same evil grin that she had had before.

"Follow me, and hurry" she opened the door and lead him out of the prison. As soon as they got out she pulled out a gun and pushed it against the back of his head. "Now go where I tell you" she hissed behind him. Peeking around the corner to check for a clear hallway, she nudged him and pushed him forward.

After five minutes with a gun to his head, Heero found himself in an indoor shooting range.

'What the hell am I doing here?'

He looked around, finding it rather spacey and filled with targets. Thousands of guns lined the wall perfectly aligned. If he hadn't been in prison and hadn't been so remorseful on the past war, this would have been his new playhouse.

Usagi led him to a shooting station and lowered her gun. She took a big sigh and faced Heero, looking him straight in the eye. Her dark eyes had lost some of their color to reveal a royal blue beneath but only short glimpses of it could be caught.

Heero, confused out of his mind, stared back at her, not knowing what else he could do.

Slowly she held out her gun in front of him. "Show me how to use this"

Heero looked at her incredulously.

'What the hell is she doing?'

Who was this crazy bitch? Was she that stupid as to give him a free ride out of prison and a gun??? Maybe she was smarter than that though. Maybe she knew he didn't need or want to escape.

Heero shook his thoughts and slowly gestured towards the gun. It was either this or a torture session and maybe after she learned how to use a gun she could finish him off.

She easily handed him the gun, and became all-ears.

As Heero went through the positions, the mechanics and the aim, he couldn't help but notice her expression. It was no longer cold-hearted and evil. Her eyes were open wide, watching intently, and no longer did she seem so guarded. In fact her face seemed at more of an ease and just maybe the slightest bit innocent?

After explaining things to her, he let Usagi grip the gun and reflect on what she had learned. He guided her through the steps and fixed her wrong moves. When she finished learning the basics, he moved her to the target.

"Give it a try" He watched and waited for the loud bang of the gun to erupt and echo through the room.

She pulled the trigger after a long minute and hit the outside rim of the target.

'Not bad for a beginner'

He kneeled down next to her and helped her focus her aim on the bulls-eye of the target. She shot again, this time missing the center by inches. Heero moved behind her and slowly placed his arms around hers. She looked sketchily back at him but he refocused her on the target and inched her hands slightly to the left.

"Try again" he repeated monotonously.

This time the bullet hit dead on, making a satisfying ring in the air. Once Heero realized his deed was done, he became aware of their position. His skin tingled slightly at the touch of her own and he quickly withdrew himself away. He cursed himself for the feeling and kneeled motionless next to her waiting for her next demand.

He saw her visibly shake her head and then look away and couldn't help the slightest bit but wonder what she had been thinking.

"Get up" she grabbed his arm and yanked him to his feet. Her eyes became cold once again.

"Lets go" this time she didn't use the gun. They rounded the corner and quietly tip toed their way back to the prison. Almost halfway there they heard footsteps coming from around the corner and halted dead in their path.

"Shit!" Usagi grabbed Heero and pushed him into a neighboring door. She followed him inside and shut the door quickly behind her.

The room was no bigger than an average broom closet and there was barely enough space for them both to fit. Darkness surrounded them enabling him from seeing much at all. He felt her body press harshly against his as they waited for whomever might come by.

With all his might he forced his senses inside of himself. He could hardly believe that at the point there was even a centimeter between their bodies. Why the hell was he reacting this way??

Suddenly he felt her turn towards him and even though he couldn't see her, he knew she was looking at him.

"Tell my father that any of this happened and you'll wish you were dead" her voice was no more than a whisper but it felt as if she had yelled at him. And suddenly out of the blue, without any intention of saying a thing he whispered back:

"Don't worry, I already do"

He could feel her disgust for him rising inside but because the soldiers were walking by the closet, she did nothing. His body almost shivered and the hairs on his neck stood up as she breathed warm air upon his chest.

'Get me out of here. I really am going insane'

What was wrong with him that made his body react like this? This girl could barely even be two years younger than him! He shook all thoughts and brought himself to reality. He would never let any emotions become part of him.

Finally Usagi carefully opened the door and led him back into the brightly lit hallway. The two finished their journey back to the prison silently, unsure of what could be said.

Usagi grabbed him by the collar as she opened his prison cell door. The door flung open and she shoved him roughly to the ground. Heero grit his teeth and held in his breath at the pain. He should've known that throwing him on the ground on his back would be her "thank you."

"You got off easily today, don't expect me to be so kind tomorrow" with that she gave him a menacing glance and turned to exit the prison. The door slammed angrily behind her and once again it became just Heero.

About 2 hours later she came with his meal, and if Heero had been in charge of meals, he would've sworn she was giving him the same thing as the day before. Once again he pushed it away. This time however, she didn't have a container of vinegar to pour on him she only left him with an icy reply.

"You're worthless; I don't see what my father sees in you. He could win this war without your puny Gundam." She gave him one hard and cold glare and finally turned back to leave.

There was no way her father had trained her to be this cold. Something inside had made her become so malicious. Heero dwelled on just the thought for hours, thinking back to the chaos he had interrupted earlier that day. Finally when he realized that it shouldn't matter to him anyways he found a way for sleep to over take him.

"BOOM! BAM!!!" Heero jumped up, fully awake from the noise. There was no way that had been a door. This time it was a bomb, not just any bomb however, a VERY FAMILIAR one.

One he knew to be specially created by Dr. J himself for this specific mission.

End Chap 7

Yay! Finally got that out of the way! The next chapter will most definitely have a huge surprise if any of you are looking for a good read… so check me up in a while… maybe I'll have the next chapter done by the end of the week! Hope you liked this one!! Ja Ne!