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"Good afternoon, Miss Relena," greeted Elton as he tried to prevent Heero from throwing his clothes in to the suitcase. "Please Young Master, you really need to reconsider. You need to stay in hospital for observation."
Heero had been bullied in to staying in bed for the past three days and he was on the verge of going insane. He was very determined on leaving.
"Young Master," came Elton's annoying voice.
Heero in exasperation took out his gun and pointed it in Elton's head.
"Heero," cried Quatre and the others who had come to visit him today.
"WE are leaving NOW! Do you have any objections?" Heero said, ignoring the others, he pushed the gun slight inwards.
"No, Young Master. I will see to the suitcase and the transport," sighed Elton. "The mistress will not be very happy with this."
"That is no longer any of my concern," Heero retorted while lowering his gun. Elton carried on to pack the suitcase while he greeted his visitors. They were Relena, Quatre, Trowa, Wufei, Duo, Hirde, Sally and Noin.
"Hey buddy," greeted Duo gaily, "who put a bee in your bonnet?"
"I hate hospitals," he answered simply.
"Where will you be going?" asked a curious Wufei.
"Home," he answered nonchalantly, taking a cup of coffee to drink.
"You should not be drinking that, black as pitch it is," chided Elton.
"If you don't stop nattering in my ear, I'll drink vodka and plant a bullet in your head. Have I made myself clear?" Heero threatened.
"Crystal clear, Young Master but the mistress will not be pleased. She chased most everyone off the colony course they were bothering her." Elton answered without as much as blinking an eye.
"Their loss is my gain," shrugged Heero.
"Whose the mistress?" asked Relena. 'Was she the one who brought him up?'
"An old friend of mine, I'm staying over at her house for a while."
An 'Oh' sounded in unison through the room.
"Are you two, you know?" asked Duo.
"No. Keep those dirty thoughts to yourself."
"All packed, Young Master," said the ever-efficient Elton.
"Let's go," nodded Heero.
"May we come along?" asked Sally. This was too good an opportunity to miss.
"Definitely. There is enough room in the limousine," answered Elton.
Heero merely glared at Elton before leaving the room. There was a silver limo parked at the entrance of the hospital and a blue-uniformed driver had opened the door. The group stopped to admire. It was gleaming like a jewel and looked as beautiful as a sin.
The driver bowed slightly at Heero as he entered, greeting him "5th Young Master."
"Please enter," smiled Elton.
"Thank you, Elton," said Relena as she took up the offer, with the others lagging behind.
Inside was like a five star hotel. Seats were covered with plush red velvet, making it look too expensive to be seated on. Duo ran his fingers on the expensive fabric and opted to sit on the beanbags in the middle. Trowa and Wufei followed the suit.
"I didn't realize you were quite so rich," commented Noin.
"This? It belongs to Oscar. He just loves to pamper himself," answered Heero. "I'm just borrowing it."
"Whose Oscar?" asked Sally.
"Another friend. He's the new hit singer, Jay Danfield. I'm sure you must have heard about him."
"Heard about him? He's the latest in all forms of music. He does anything from classical to New Age. How can you not hear about him?" gushed Hirde.
"Thanks for the information. Since you're such a great fan, I'm sure he wouldn't mind you if you help yourself to his collection of yet to release songs."
"Where?"
"In the cupboard beside you. All signed and priceless, I suppose."
"You have a very talented friend," commented Noin.
"Hn…" was her only reply. Heero then casually lifted his hand to tap on the roof. A bright line appeared and it gradually got bigger. The roof collapsed in the back making the limo an instant convertible.
The rest either stared at the magnificent scenery or at the person who just turned into an instant millionaire.
They left the city and entered into the high-end district where mansions and gardens were the norm. the wind whipped through the car, giving them a nice wind blown feeling. Heero leaned back into the seat as the limo pulled into a beautifully decorated mansion.
The driveway was long and lined with marble statures and fountains. The house itself was impressive, a powering brick building. A red carpet was laid out as servants dressed in blue and white rushed out to line it. "Welcome back, 5th Young Master."
A plump old lady came out to bustle Heero in while sweeping him with pomelo leaves. "This should get rid of your bad luck, Satan. Now walk over the fire to scare away the wandering spirits. Heero obediently followed as the others stared rather dumbfounded at the sight.
"Cool" was how Duo described it while Relena thought that the Prefect soldier was suddenly a prince.
"You might be richer than Quatre," commented Trowa.
"Not yet," Heero corrected.
"Well isn't that a relief," joked Quatre.
A serving maid came up to Heero and said demurely, "Miss Mirage is waiting for you in your home office, 5th Young Master."
"I'll meet her," Heero nodded and changed direction.
"Whose Mirage?" asked Relena who felt a strange sensation in her heart. It almost as if she were jealous?
"My secretary," Heero answered as he opened teak doors to a Spartan office. A slim lady with sleek white hair greeted. She was not a ravishing beauty but there was something about her that demanded attention.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Satan. I trust that you had a good rest?" she asked in a low and mysterious voice.
"Thank you for your concern but it is no longer needed."
"That's good. I guess I may proceed on to rant you for dismissing me?"
Heero shrugged his shoulders and replied, "It's not a dismissal. It's a promotion. You are the only one with enough creditably and experience to take it on."
"I am well adjusted to working by your side."
"Then you'll find Satoshi quite a challenge. His place has more security than this whole colony added to together."
"Oh?" Mirage said lifting an eyebrow. "Paranoid?"
"No. just dangerous. Those measures are to make sure he does not hurt anyone. Your current bodyguard will be replaced to allow you to reach there in one piece."
"I'm quite able to protect myself," argued Mirage.
"Those few punches don't mean anything in his neighborhood. Be good and just follow instructions for once," chided Heero.
"I just don't like to leave a job half done," rebutted Mirage.
"Can't you do something for once without arguing with me? Most people prefer agreeable women for their wives. Be careful or you may remain a spinster."
"I enjoy being one. Good Day." Mirage huffed and stormed out the room.
"Well done. You've managed to persuade her to leave," congratulated Elton.
"Whose the replacement, Elton? If it is Rue, I will personally drag Mirage back here myself."
"It's Carlo, Young Master. She's one the mistress's personal assistant. She thought may be it would be better if she served some one else other than herself."
"Looks like I've hit the jackpot," commented Heero as he led the others out of the room.
"It would seem so. What you would you like for tea and dinner?" asked Elton.
"Let's have French tea and Oriental dinner, have it served in my quarters and at the moonlight pavilion."
"Yes, sir. I will see to it immediately."
"I didn't realize you were such a businessman," commented Wufei.
"I'm not quite one. It's my family which pulled me in. it is after all a family business." He led them through hallways decorated with gold-framed paintings and stunning mosaic. They stopped at a simple plain wooden door. Heero led them in.
It was decorated simply and elegantly with cool colors and was plainer as compared to the rest of the grandeur of the rest of the house.
"Where are we?" asked Relena as she stared out of the bay window at the breath taking view it offered.
"My rooms. One of them at least."
Thank you thank you for having so much patience.
my computer had a virus that's why i took so long to reply and update.
Tenshi, Whitnet11: thank you for the encouragements
Angel of Death: i'll try to incoporate your ideas in...
pls R&R
i will update real soon