A/N: Hey guys if you're getting the alert about this thing again I apologize for that and for a couple of mistakes that I made for not re-re-reading this chapter again before posting it. My apologies for those errors and if they hindered your reading experience. Thanks guys for reading and reviewing this story I really appreciate and here's the new update! And I'd like to thank the reviewers! XxMeli J NightlyxX, Beautiful Innocence, and Kat Cora. This update is one of my favorite ones so far but I'll probably say that next and every time after that. XD Enjoy! Also check out my roast of Gundam Wing if you haven't already!
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My Memory of Her: Red Towel
"Aww, he's so cute when he's asleep," said Duo as he carefully took a sip of his coffee as Heero placed Michael's orange juice cup back on his desk next to his own cup of coffee.
"Yeah, I hate having to wake him up so early. I'll see if I can make arrangements with Quatre and Dorothy."
"Yeah, they won't mind. Oh, and speaking of babysitting, I'm surprised that Relena hasn't called harassing me again," said Duo as he put his arms behind his head and put his feet up on Heero's desk.
"I knew I forgot to do something. I'll call her tonight to thank her for taking care of Michael while I was getting the house situated for him," said Heero with a slightly annoyed look on his face as he reached over and pushed Duo's feet off of his desk.
"Ya know, I could've taken care of him while you moved the stuff in Heero…"
"No, not while you were living with a woman. Duo I know you, and if that were to have happened I'd end up having a talk with Michael about the birds and bees a lot sooner that I would like to. As it is I'm starting to think of way to go about it without it making it very awkward for the both of us. The house was supposed to be a surprise for him, it was his mother's property anyway."
"Speaking of which, how did you get it again?"
"She bought the house at some point, she didn't mention it, and well, the insurance policy was that since she was the sole owner, person responsible for paying it, died, and since she had a son, the only relative she had, it was paid for and left under his name but since he's in my custody I take care of it for him until he's eighteen and old enough to legally be in possession of it," explained Heero with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"It's like she knew she wasn't going to make it…" Duo accidentally thought aloud.
"I know, it's exactly what came to mind when the attorney contacted me about the property. It feels weird," said Heero melancholy as he looked down into his cup of coffee.
"What feels weird Yuy?" said his sergeant as she stood in the doorway and looked at the two men and little boy in the room.
"Hey boss!" yelled Duo as he raised his coffee cup in a toast like fashion but was quickly knocked out of his cheer when a sticky-note note pad hit his temple.
"Duo, Michael's sleeping. Don't yell," whispered Heero loudly as he pulled out a letter opener from a drawer and placed on his desktop, insinuating that that's what would him next.
"Sorry," whispered Duo loudly and then stuck his tongue out at Heero but was soon smacked on the back of the head.
"He's right you idiot, thank God you have yet to reproduce," said the shorthaired woman who scowled at Duo.
Duo pouted, rubbed the back of his head, and drank more coffee from his cup as he didn't want to do or say anything that could result in him getting hit again.
"He's really cute Yuy, he's got your… Your… Well, there's something about him that reminds me of you, but I can't place my finger on it," she said as she put her hand to her chin.
Heero felt a bit awkward and afraid that it would continue to become obvious that he was not the boy's paternal father. He dreaded the day he would have to break his son's little heart and tell him the truth.
"Anyway Yuy, I have something that we should discuss I my office."
"Duo watch Michael. I'll be right back."
"No prob!" said Duo as he watched Heero walk out with the short haired woman.
"Special Agent Barton and Special Agent Bloom, this is the detective that I have told you about, Detective Heero Yuy."
They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries and the special agents sat back in their seats and Heero took a seat available next to Barton.
"Well, Yuy, I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you here this morning. As you know things on the street have taking an interesting turn."
"I wouldn't know, I haven't been on them. I've just done paper work on my desk as you know."
"Yes, well, things have been interesting here lately and I'm sure you remember the first instance in which we met. The case a few years back, when you were still fresh on the force, and you helped us crack a drug smuggling case. Things were great for a good while but slowly things have taken a turn for the worse and another drug scheme is brewing. Maxwell and other narc cops have made thousands of deals buying so many drugs, ranging from weed to heroine and all those in between. We know that we haven't made contact with the big dogs yet, but we know the smaller ones that we do know of are getting their supply with them. We need your help again Yuy."
"You have the F.B.I."
"Detective, we're here to offer our support on behalf of out Major Une who has had her eye on this area and was even sent here briefly during the case that got you your job here. We're here as a favor," said Special Agent Barton coldly.
"Hn. Send the details to me via email or leave them on my desk so that I can read them tomorrow," said Heero just as coldly as he stood and walked out of the office of Sergeant Mileshaw. He had a feeling that things weren't going to be peachy, especially with the F.B.I. involved.
"Hey bro, how did it go?" asked Duo as he awoke at the sound of Heero opening the door to see him asleep next to Michael.
"Well, you're right about the drug situation getting bad. They brought in a couple of F.B.I.s here and I have a feeling that things aren't going to go smooth if I have to work with them," said Heero as he sat on his chair.
"Damn, not the friendly kind, eh?" asked Duo as he got up from the floor and walked to a chair in his socks.
"No, I don't care if they are or if they're not. It's just that I'm glad I'm going to go on a case again, but I'm worried about Michael and if something happens to me, and then these F.B.I people are already making me feel as if this case is big, but not big enough for them to be here. I don't if it's that really or that those two don't want to be here in this city. I just don't care right now."
"Excuse me, may I come in?"
"Yes, come in," said Heero from his seat as Duo looked back and forth between the two as Agent Bloom walked in.
"I just wanted to apologize for what my brother said. It may have come off as harsh, but we're here with good intentions and just want to bust this drug operation as it is important for this city and important to our Major that we assist you and Sergeant Mileshaw."
"Okay," said Heero indifferently.
"Ah, never mind, you two are just like each other, why do I even bother. Good day detective."
Bloom walked out of his office and closed the door. She didn't slam it but also didn't know about Michael sleeping in a corner on top of blankets. Heero swiveled on his chair and turned on his computer to begin working.
"No wonder you're moody over this," said Duo intrigued with a grin on his face.
"Duo, don't you have work to do?" asked Heero annoyed.
"Nope, today's my day off."
"Then why did you come with me to work?"
"I like sleeping on your office floor. It's comfortable," said Duo as he yawned.
"Go home," said Heero as he tossed a key to the house towards Duo.
"Fine," said Duo as he knew he was defeated and caught the key, "but let me take Michael home."
"That's what I was about to ask of you. He could've stayed in bed if you hadn't wanted to come and sleep on my floor. Now hurry and don't wake him up, it's only eight and he usually wakes up at around nine."
Heero typed up his reports and entered them into the database as his thoughts of the case plagued his mind. He knew this is what he wanted. He had been itching to get back on the streets and doing detective work, it's what he did, it's what he knew would help him keep things under control in his mind. It would be something to take his mind off of her every time he saw Michael.
He put his fingers on his temple as he rubbed them trying to fight off the migraine that was coming up. He took another sip of his now cold coffee hoping the caffeine in it would help him out.
Just as he thought it would be somewhat another day at the office, his phone rang.
"Yuy."
"Get downtown now, we have a situation."
Waiting to see if the person on the other line, which sounded like Barton, would reveal more on the "situation" but getting no response after five seconds of silence he hung up the phone, made sure he had his wallet, truck keys, and his cell phone as he made his way out of his office and the building to get to his truck.
Heero parked his truck on the sidewalk and saw that a black car and an ambulance were parked a few feet in front of him. He turned off his truck and made his way towards the scene.
"What happened?" asked Heero as he looked around and saw that the body on the floor already had an outline and various evidence markers as Agents Barton and Bloom stood there examining the crime scene.
"We don't know, we just got a phone call from a Miss," Agent Barton looked at his notepad, "Patterson from an apartment near by who was on her way back from the grocery store and saw the body on the floor. No signs of any suspects yet."
"We already sent the patrol units away and kept the body here so you can see this Detective Yuy," said Agent Bloom as she moved the man's wrists with her gloved hands to reveal a "S" laying down on it's side.
Heero got on one knee and looked at the marking on his wrists. It was different, yet simple, and it was a tattoo.
"Check the—"
"Hey bro, what's up!" said Duo cheerfully as he answered his cell phone while playing a video game at the same time as he stuck his tongue out in concentration to beat Michael in a Mario racing video game.
"Get out of the house and get me a red towel from a store and take Michael to Quatre's."
"Hello? Hello? Heero?" Duo got no response and checked his cell phone and saw that the call was ended. He didn't like that Heero called, wanted Michael out of the house, and wanted a red towel. Something was up.
He put the controller down, stood up, put his cell phone in his pocket, and looked around the house and then down to Michael who was sitting next to him on the carpet of the living room.
"Hey Maky, we're gonna go visit Quatre!" said Duo excitedly as he hide his true emotions from Michael.
"Yeah! Let's go!"
Michael dropped the controller, darted off to the front door, put on his shoes, and stood waiting for Duo.
"Uh, Michael, don't you think we're forgetting something?" asked Duo.
"Um, I don't know…" said Michael as he looked around and at himself and didn't think he was forgetting anything.
"You're going to need your cell phone Maky," said Duo as he unplugged the boy's phone from the wall charger and handed it to him.
Michael got it in his little hands and put it in his front pocket of his shorts and smiled back up at Duo signaling him that he was all ready to go.
"Alright Maky, let's go," said Duo as he opened the door and looked around carefully before being seen with the little boy and looked to see if his truck looked exactly as it did when he brought Michael home. He couldn't forget to do these things, he was a narc cop and didn't want to be seen in and or around his brother's house to prevent endangering his life and even more so with little Michael.
Duo gave Michael the okay to go ahead and follow him and to get into the truck.
Duo walked back into the house and saw that Heero's truck was in the drive way, closed the door, and locked it as he could faintly hear the sound of running water coming from Heero's bathroom. Duo walked in the bathroom with a bag from Walmart that had a red towel and was shocked to see that Heero's clothes, that he had for work, had blood on them as they were piled on top of a towel that he laid near the sink.
"Heero, are you okay man?" asked Duo as he couldn't take his eyes off of the articles of clothing and that they had blood on them and the fact that there was still some blood swirling around the drain. It had been only one day that Heero went back to work on the streets and then this happens? He really underestimated how bad things were getting.
"Duo. Duo, are you all right?" asked Heero from the shower door as he opened it because he saw that his brother was just staring at the clothes that he laid on the floor.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm good, but what about you? Did you get hurt?" asked Duo as he came back to.
"No, I didn't, but I was caught in some cross fire and it got messy so I got dirty," said Heero as he watched his brother's expressionless look on his face.
"Oh, thank God Heero, I didn't know what to expect when I got home," said Duo as he sat on the sink looking at his brother.
"Yeah, I didn't want Michael to see me like that and I wanted the red towel so that I could try to clean up if I made a mess without having anyone seeing a bloody towel," said Heero now that he closed the shower door to finish washing off the soap from his body and hair.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that. I took a while with the five o'clock traffic and had to think of something without saying too much to Dorothy to watch Michael for me while I got your towel."
"Quatre wasn't there?" asked Heero as he turned off the water.
"No, she said he was supposed to be there too but he ended up being called back at the hospital. Oh here," said Duo as he pulled out a red towel and handed it to Heero as he opened the shower door.
As Heero took the towel and ruffled his hair to try and dry it, Duo checked out his younger brother to see if in fact he hadn't gotten hurt, after all when they were younger, they were playing football and he had fallen and hurt his knee and ended up putting it back in place himself, so there was a chance he would lie and not say if he did get hurt.
"You have the same thing that I do. Why are you staring?" asked Heero as he wrapped the towel around his waist feeling uncomfortable, as Duo had been staring at him for a while.
"Just making sure that you didn't get hurt after all," said Duo as he got off of the sink and left the bathroom and Heero's room to give him some privacy.
Heero came out of his room with the red towel wrapped around his soiled clothes and was in basketball shorts, barefoot, and a t-shirt on as he put the clothes in a plastic bag and sat it down on the floor as he plopped himself on the couch across from Duo who was watching TV.
"Hey Heero, so what happened again? Now that the water's not running I can hear you better," said Duo as he muted the TV.
"I was called to go to a crime scene that had a dead body with markings on a wrist and as the F.B.I. agents and I were talking about the case, someone came by and wanted to see the body or something and then realized we were cops and pulled out a knife, I got him and tried to get him to drop it, but with his free hand he made a move to grab my gun. So I turned the knife on him and he didn't stop so I slashed his throat a bit and let him fall on the floor. Since the paramedics were still there they took care of him after I let him fall to the floor. I probably hit an artery for it get on me. But enough of that, I'm fine Duo. How was Michael when you dropped him off?"
"Yeah, he was okay bro. Just be careful man," said Duo as he turned up the volume on the TV and Heero put on his shoes and got in his truck after he tossed the plastic bag in the trash can in front of his house.