Beautiful Disaster
Note: I am sure you know the drill by now, and if not, remember this is AU, and I have not seen Gundam Wing to it's complete end at the point in time when I wrote this. Possible spoilers.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Kelly Clarkson or her song, and I make no profit of any kind off of this, unless it is a smile.
Rating: T (because I don't want to underrate something)
Summary: Trowa, Heero, Duo and Wufei try to get in contact with Quatre.
Warning: shonen ai, 4/6, mention of 2/3, 1/5. Basically I write nothing past kisses. This story really has nothing to do with the original story line.
Possible spoilers about Zechs
Chapter 3: "...my whole world could cave in..."
= Oh, and I don't know, I don't know what he's after... but he's so beautiful, such a beautiful disaster... =
Quatre turned his CD player off and glanced to his left, where Zechs sits, quietly asleep next to the airplane window. It was cute how he could sleep sitting up, not even bothering to lay the seat back to be more comfortable. It must be hard trying to get the proper amounts of sleep when you're constantly on the move, the jet-lag must be tough... That, or he just got used to it.
'I guess it must be easy to get used to jet-lag, he did drive a Gundam.' Quatre thought to himself with a smile. 'Guess I'll get used to it as well. I did pilot Sandrock.' The small blond sighed at this thought, it gave him a sort of nostalgic feeling even though he didn't want to go back to the wars. Quatre wondered if Zechs ever wanted to go back to the way things were... before they had met each other. He did miss Sandrock, and wanted to pilot him again, but his Gundam was destroyed in the final battle, before peace was prominent.
"Has someone tried calling him yet?" Wufei asked his three friends, sitting around their kitchen table.
"I didn't, it's worth a try though." Trowa said, thinking deep into the possible results.
"I'll get the phone." Duo offered as he stepped away from the table.
"What if he shut it off, or left it in his bedroom?" Heero asked, bringing the hopeful air around them back down. "He could have it, but we can't just say he does."
Duo returned with the home phone and reclaimed his chair. "So, who wants to dial?"
Trowa took the phone and began punching in numbers, still holding some hope within himself. The least he wanted to know was 'who'. Who is it Quatre is with at this very moment, who is it that Quatre thinks is so great? Trowa listened to the phone ring a few times before the voice mail picked up.
"You have called Quatre Roberba Winner. I am sorry, but I can't answer the phone right now. Please leave your name and phone number I can contact you with." beep
"Quatre, it's Trowa. I want you to call us back as soon as you get this message... At least tell us who it is you are with. We are worrying ourselves sick. It's alright you left, but the least you could have told us is who you left us for. Please Quatre, don't ignore us." Trowa pushed the small red button to end the call.
"He didn't answer?" Wufei asked sadly, even though he already knew.
"No, had to leave a message." Duo said, fidgeting nervously with his braid.
"I didn't hear it ringing, so he must have it on him." Heero stated, resting his arms and head on the tabletop.
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Quatre closed his phone. He was asked to tell his friends who he was with. With a quick glance at the still sleeping Zechs, Quatre left his seat and closed himself in the small restroom. The blond dialed a number.
"You have reached Trowa Barton's cellular phone, I cannot answer for some reason, so, leave your message already." beep
"I am with Milliardo Peacecraft." Quatre left the message with just that. He returned to his seat to find that Zechs had awoken.
Zechs tried to stifle a yawn, giving Quatre a sort of sideways look that could have been taken as 'where'd you go to?' Quatre watched to see if he would ask the question out right, he didn't want to answer if he didn't have to. Zechs must have thought of some logical explanation, so he let it slide.
"We are going to start our world tour in China, I figured we could see the Great Wall, and take a walk to see how far we could go on it." The taller ash-blond smiled.
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"Hey! Guys, I got a message from Quatre!" Trowa hollered, gaining his friends attention.
"Wha'd he say?" Duo asked and hurried over, nearly running into the taller teenager.
"All he said was 'I am with Milliardo Peacecraft.' Then he hung up. He deliberately called my cell phone, so that he wouldn't have to talk with anyone." Trowa replied, hanging his head at the thought.
"That name sounds familiar... But I just can't place who it is." Wufei said, holding his chin with his index finger and thumb, in contemplation.
"Zechs Merquise." Heero said, just that one name, and everyone else immediately understood who had stolen their friend away.
"But isn't he like.... Old or something?" Duo said.
Trowa sighed, "Duo, age doesn't really matter if you are truly in love. In older days, it wasn't uncommon for a fourteen year old girl to be married to a man in his thirties."
"Oh..." Duo thought about this for a moment.
"I think that Zechs Merquise is only around twenty-one though, and Quatre is sixteen." Trowa said in a matter of fact voice.
"Now that we know who it is, there's even more reason to find them, right?" Wufei spoke up, "I mean, Zechs could be planning something horrible!"
"I was going through Quatre's room, right before Trowa called us just now, I was looking to see if I could find something that might lead us to Quatre... Well, I found this." Heero held out a picture of Zechs sitting on a fake bull, waving his hat in the air above his head...smiling.
"Now the question is... Where do we look first, which country?" Trowa asked, directed more at himself than anyone else.
"If they didn't want to stay on an airplane forever, they could've went to China or something." Wufei suggested.
"That would be so obvious, if they went to America first, then they would have a better chance of losing us, right?" Duo put his own idea forward.
"I don't know, let's check with the airlines one more time... In person." Heero said, he had an idea to hack into the airline computer systems, to see exactly where they were headed.
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A/N: Chapter...complete....next....is....The Attempted Catching of Quatre and Zechs... Ato de.
Comment here please: NICE!! One problem that snagged my attention (one I almost got distracted from mentioning...) 'Piolet' is spelled 'Pilot' if you are trying to describe someone who drives an aircraft. I have no clue what a 'Piolet' is, check the dictionary. JA!
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Note: Again these comments were made soon after I finished this chapter in 2007, so I should have already fixed the "Pilot" mistake. Oh, Thanks for the reviews, and I would like more please, the sooner I get one the sooner my next chapter will come in! Please and Thanks!