Disclaimer- Again I state, I do not own Gundam wing, and I own none of the characters in this story except for Nick, Maya, and Yukio, though I'm not really sure I want to own Yukiko, he kinda creeps me out. It's pathetic I'm creeped out by my own characters isn't it?

A/N- Well, Chapter five! Sorry it's a tad bit late, the end of school is coming on fast and you know what that means… the schedule from hell. Well, now for the next chapter of my story… It has gone so far from where I planned, it's far far from the realm of what I had expected when I started and it's only chapter five. I must not be very good at planning. I think this story is kinda gaining a mystery feel to it, or is that just me? Well, here's chapter five! Thank you to my fabulous reviewers, though if you refer to the last chapter it would be reviewer. For those of you people who are reading this, please review and stroke my rapidly disintegrating ego. Thank'ee! Well, on with the story!

A Hairy Situation

Raiju20

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A lone figure dashed down the ever darkening streets, hand wrapped around its wrist. Warm crimson liquid dripped from the hands in thick drops, falling on the sidewalk in splashes of red. Its breath was heavy, and it stumbled, long braid trailing behind. Regaining its balance, the figure ran down the streets away from what had been chasing it.

Far behind the braided figure, two men staggered out of an alley. The one with a knife hole through his stomach ran over to the bullet which had caused Duo's wound. "Damn!" The man shouted, "There wasn't enough time to release the sack or the poison. Now we have to try again…" The man cursed.

"Yukio, calm down. We'll get him next time." Yukiko merely growled.

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Duo dashed down the street, finally reaching their house. He ignored a woman working out in her garden who gasped at his injury. He was taking special care to make sure he stopped the blood from splashing on the sidewalk now. He couldn't allow himself to be followed. He had wrapped his wrist in a piece of cloth from his shirt. He ran up to the house and opened the door, sliding in and closing it quickly. He stood there for a minute, panting. Quatre walked in, "Oh, Duo, you're home late…" He stopped as he saw his friend's condition. "Wh-what happened? Are you OK!" the blonde asked, eyes wide.

"Oh, yeah, I'm just dandy." Duo said with a smile, his mask was already back in place. Quatre shook his head and led the other boy over to the living room, forcing him to sit. Quatre merely frowned at the boy when he attempted to protest. Duo sighed in resignation and allowed Trowa to look over the wound. Quatre frowned again. Duo had been unusually calm for the past few days, not his normally cheery self. Normally he would be talking or saying something, but he hadn't said a word. Quatre shook his head, thinking hard about what could have happened to make his companion act like this.

After a few minutes of silence, Heero spoke. "What happened?" He asked, not even looking up from his laptop.

"Nothing much, I was just careless. Got caught off guard, it was probably just another person who resents us for killing or something. A lot of people seem to have that problem." Duo finished with a rueful grin. "It's nothing, really." Heero coughed and looked at him pointedly. "Fine, it's only a small hole. Better?" Heero rolled his eyes but let it lie. After a short pause Duo's eyes lit up as he remembered something. "Hey, guys! Check it out!" The teen quickly reached into his pocket, drawing out a silver crest and throwing it to Heero. "I think it's from the organization that attacked Fei."

Wu-Fei looked over at Nick, clearly waiting for a reaction and when none came, he just shrugged and turned away from the other dog. He didn't know why he was reluctant to tell Nick and Maya the truth, he just was. He was probably just paranoid but hey, that's what came with being a soldier for most of his life.

"Got any idea where it's from?" Duo asked the other three, snapping Wu-Fei back to attention.

Wu-Fei then remembered something, barking and hopping up next to Heero. The other four looked at him, puzzled. "What is it Wuffers?" Duo asked. Wu-Fei hopped up onto Heero's lap, ignoring Duo's nickname, in front of the laptop. He moved his paw over the touchpad, opening up word. He tapped on the keys, making many mistakes and pressing the backspace button a lot. Finally, he finished and hopped to the floor. Heero looked at the words. "Silverwolf."

"What's that?" Duo asked with a frown.

Wu-Fei barked and hopped down to the couch Heero was sitting on, off the other boy's lap and nudging the small crest Heero was holding in his hand. Heero looked at the crest for a second, "Must be the group who attacked us last night." Wu-Fei barked again and nodded, proud of his newfound way of communication. He was then reminded of the Nick and Maya's presence by an incredulous bark.

"You can WRITE!" Nick said in amazement. "Your humans taught you how to write. What can't they do?" He said in admiration.

Wu-Fei snorted. This dog seemed to see the pilots as gods. There was a lot they couldn't do.

"Thank you Wu-Fei." Quatre said with a small smile. Wu-Fei just smiled back, a twinkle in his eye, proud that he had found a way to help, even in his current form.

He watched as the other four turned and began to discuss the current situation and then he turned back to the other two dogs. Maya looked at him like he was a god. "You're the pet of the gundam pilots, you obviously were strong enough for some of Silverwolf to focus their attention on," So apparently the two hadn't missed Duo saying that Silverwolf attacked him, "and you can write! You're like the dog version of them!" She said excitedly, gesturing towards his comrades who were deep in conversation. He caught Heero saying something that sounded like "Duo, shut up!" But he couldn't be sure. The braided teen was obviously back to being cheerful for the time being. God he switched personalities fast…

Wu-Fei snapped his attention back to Maya as she excitedly rambled on, sounding a lot like Duo. They should talk sometime; maybe it would keep Duo out of our hair for a few days. Although he was thinking this, he felt something deep inside of him say that he may actually miss the cheerful boy. Wu-Fei snorted in disbelief, he couldn't miss that constant banter, it got on his nerves and he hated it. Didn't he? Or did he? Wu-Fei shook his head, he was getting off track. He didn't really want to think about Duo at the moment.

"Wu-Feeeiiiiii" Maya said, waving her tail back and forth. "Are you listening?" The other dog had obviously just asked him a question.

"Oh, sorry, what did you say? I… I wasn't really listening." He finished, embarrassed slightly. That was a phrase he hardly ever had to say.

"I was saaaaying, can you teach me n' Nicky here how to write?"

Wu-Fei looked at her in surprise. "Well, it's kinda hard to learn…"

Maya looked at him expectantly. "Is that a yes or no?"

Wu-Fei sighed, she wasn't going to let this lie was she? "Why?"

"I want to learn." She responded simply.

"It will take a while." He said in warning. Maya didn't seem like the type of dog to sit patiently.

"So?"

"Fine, but you must promise me you won't just quit, and my lessons are strict."

"Kay!" She barked excitedly.

"Alright, meet me outside tomorrow morning at six o' clock, if you're late there'll be consequences."

The other dog lifted one paw in an attempted mock-salute, but only succeeded in tripping over herself. She finally gave up and was reduced to a "Yes sir."

"What about you Nick, wanna give it a try?" Wu-Fei asked, turning to the other dog.

"Nah, I think I'll sit this one out." The other dog responded with a shrug.

"OK." Wu-Fei responded with a smile, curling up on the floor and hardly stifling a yawn.

"Hey, Wu-Fei?" The said dog looked up in response. "How do we get out?" Nick asked, obviously uncomfortable.

"Can you reach the doorknob?" Nick nodded. "Just turn it with your paw." Wu-Fei responded.

"Alright. Thanks see you tomorrow." Nick stood and turned, leaving the room, Maya following close behind. A few minutes later he heard the door open with a click, then close a few seconds later, causing all conversation to stop. As Wu-Fei turned back to his friends, they were all looking at the hallway that lead to the door.

"Friends of yours Wu-Fei?" Quatre asked with a smile.

Wu-Fei stopped for a minute, considering, then shrugged. In a way I guess, but I've only known them for a few hours, how can they be friends? Quatre got the dog's meaning.

"Did you tell them anything?" The deep baritone of Heero cut in.

Wu-Fei couldn't help rolling his eyes as he shook his head. Heero was worse than him when it came to paranoia.

"Hey, Hee-kun, chill man. Who could two dogs tell any information to anyway? A bunch of other animals? As long as it doesn't get to any of our enemies what's the problem? Besides, they probably heard and understood everything we said in our little conference right now, did ya ever think of that?" Duo said with a smirk. Wu-Fei nodded his head in response to this. The other dogs had understood it all. "By the way Fei, where did you get the name of Silverwolf anyway?" Wu-Fei looked at him, then gestured with his head towards the door that the other two dogs just exited.

"Alright, so those dogs, do they know anything else?" Heero asked with a frown. Wu-Fei shrugged, he didn't think so. "Make sure they don't and after that, go and ask the other animals in this town what they know, we could come up with something." Wu-Fei nodded, well aware that he could be useful. "Currently, we need to come up with information on Silverwolf."

Quatre nodded. "We should check the city, ask around. There may be some people who know about this organization. Tomorrow's a Saturday so we'll have time to ask around. Keep a low profile guys, we'll set out tomorrow morning." The others nodded in acknowledgment to the plan. Heero leaned over his laptop, starting to type furiously, seeing what he could find on the computer. Trowa stood and walked out of the room, going off to do lord knows what. Duo leaned back in his seat, looking pale from the loss of blood, closing his eyes. Quatre just sat in thought, his eyes unfocused, looking at nothing. Wu-Fei sighed at the turn of events. He thought they had finally found at least temporary peace, but apparently that wasn't possible. He nuzzled his nose deep into his tail, watching the people around him.

Well, this chapter's a little short, and a little late, but I say again, I currently have the schedule from hell. Thanks for reading and for those who feel nice, or not so nice, beggars can't be choosers, look down to that nice little button that says review and spend a few special seconds telling me all about what you liked and disliked in my fic. Maybe you could tell me all about how you think the characters are out of character. Or you could just say "I read your fic" I'm not picky, anything'll do for me! As long as you press that special little button! Thank'ee! See yall later!