Title: Mission Accepted
Summary: Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei have been captured while on a mission; Quatre has been ordered to retrieve them. What if a deep secret is revealed? What effect would it have on the Gundam pilots?
Pairings: 3x4
Warnings: Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Some Violence, Timeline will be altered from series.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or make any profit from this story.
Chapter 4: The Train, The Town, and Chocolate Cake.
They set there for hours in silence. Only a hello exchanged. She watched as the landscape passed through the window. Counting the trees, wishing the time would go by quicker. She looked at the book in her lap. Julius Caesar, her favorite.
"The tides in the affairs of men." A voice said to her men. She looked at the man for the first time since he had entered. He was handsome, maybe a little older; light brown hair and brown eyes. He wore an OZ uniform.
"Julius Caesar." He spoke again.
Quatre smiled at him, "Very good! Not many people are interested in reading classic."
"Got a lot of downtime on my hands." He replied, "You headed for the Sanc Kingdom."
"For school, my family thought with how the wars going that it would be safer for me to be in the Sanc Kingdom." Quatre answered coolly.
"Makes sense; things are getting worse every day.' The soldier said putting his hands behind his head. "People fight for what they believe is right, forgetting that their endeavors get people killed and destroy the towns and cities around them. I don't see things being any less dangerous anytime soon."
"You are an OZ soldier." Quatre stated, "Wouldn't you say that it is mostly OZ's fault that things are the way they are because of their constant interference and brutal force."
"That's above my pay grade. Someone just tells me to shoot and I pull the trigger." He commented.
"And the people who are hurt in the crossfire?" she opposed. "Do they not get a second thought or are the only things that matter to you are the orders that you are paid to brutally carryout? Do the lives of the innocent people taken away mean nothing? What about when the war is over and all the death and pain around consumes us all?"
Quatre finished speaking and they held each other's gaze. He smirked then laughed. "Spoken like a true pacifist. Tell me, do you normally criticize someone when you meet?" She bowed her head but didn't answer. "Is it truly your own belief that makes you so hypercritical? Or maybe that of your fathers, Miss Winner?"
She didn't get a chance to speak, "Surprised? Don't be. Most people know of the youngest billionaire on the planet. Or at least about how your father was killed. Shame really, someone as pretty as you shouldn't have to worry about all this responsibility thrust upon you."
"I'm not worried." Quatre interrupted, "My sister is taking care of things so I can finish school. But you already knew this didn't you? You can tell your superiors that until I'm of age they have nothing to worry about. Who knows; by than the war will be over."
The train started to reduce its speed; she had made it to Haustos. The soldier stood and walked to stand in front of her. His eyes never leaving hers he grabbed the suitcase above her head. "I believe this is your stop miss; a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance." He bowed and without a word he left the cart.
Hours later after, the Haustos Royal Inn was well known in the area located in the center of town. Many people stayed there when visiting the buzzing and busy town. It was the best place to start looking for information. Looking out the window and gazing at all the people in the street. It was nice to see so many people enjoying themselves; that they can forget the war and relax. She wished everywhere could have such enjoyment.
Her room was simple. A queen size bed with a table on each side, a love seat against the far wall with a small dinning setting in front of the window, the walls were a cream color and the bathroom had a bar with a sink in the middle of a long bar. There was also a big tub with a glass shower door across from it. To Quatre it was perfect. Deciding to go to a café down the street from the Haustos Inn, Quatre left the hotel.
Quatre was taking the short walk to the café when her path was blocked by a group of men. They were rough looking and mean. Being polite she smiled, "Excuse me you in my way. Will you let me by please?"
They laughed and one that seemed to be the leader spoke to her, "Well aren't you a little sweetheart, my names Toni. Why don't you and me have a little alone time? Maybe some of your sweetness will cum for me?" he grabbed her arms, "What do you say baby want to have some fun?"
Quatre tried to pull her arms free but he had a strong grip on her. He started to pull her forward to give her a kiss when suddenly he was off her. Standing before her was one of her fellow Gundam pilots.
"I believe she asked you to let her pass." He spoke.
"What's it to you, you little bastard." Toni demanded from the pilot.
"No reason really; I just don't think a beautiful young lady would want anything to do with a big smelly gorilla." The pilot taunted.
"Why you little prick. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget." Toni charged and slammed his fist towards her friend but then suddenly without blinking the pilot caught his fist. Quatre could see her friend squeeze Toni fist hard. Two of Toni's friends tried to step but they were on the ground before could do anything. Her comrade threw Toni over his shoulder.
"I suggest you take your friends and leave." Trowa warned. Without hesitating they hurried away.
"Trowa?" Quatre asked. "What are you doing here?"
"The same as you; are you alright?" Trowa asked.
"Yes." She answered, "You're not hurt are you?
Trowa looked at her for a moment and nodded before walking away.
"Trowa wait!" Quatre called chasing after him.
They were sitting in a café later; they had each ordered a cup of coffee. Trowa had been assigned assist Quatre in gathering information. They had discovered that Trieze was on Earth somewhere and that he was trying to locate Zechs. Also they learned that White Fang was gather members for some sort of big operation in space. They would have to contact the other pilots and alert them.
"Tell me Quatrina how are you feeling? I hope that your wounds have healed."Trowa asked.
"Please Trowa call me Quatre. Regardless of my gender I am still the same. I want nothing more than to remain the same person as I was before. And to answer your question I am feeling rather well." Quatre smiled.
"I'm happy to hear that. I know that Duo was rather worried about you. And was disappointed that he hasn't been able to check up on you." He told her.
Quatre blushed and let out a laugh, "Duo is always so caring. I hope he and the others are doing well. I haven't been able to contact them." Trowa nodded in response.
Quatre looked over at the display of sweets on the café counter. "I think I would like some chocolate cake." She said calling the waitress over, asking for her to bring the sweet over to the table.
Thanking her and slicing two pieces, sliding one plate to Trowa and setting the other in front of her. She took a big bite of the delicious cake. Within moments the plate had been cleared and Quatre began to slice another piece for herself and soon the cake was half gone. Looking up to Trowa to ask if he like it, she notices his gaze on her. Seeing his first piece missing only a few bites she asked if something was wrong.
"You like sweets, I see?" Trowa asked.
"Only chocolate cake, in fact, everything can be solved with chocolate cake." Quatre laughed.
For the first time ever Quatre saw Trowa smile. She liked it, wanted him to smile much more often. "Trowa where are you staying tonight?" she suddenly asked.
"I thought I would bunk the night in Heavyarms." he answered the blonde girl.
Shaking her head Quatre responded, "Why don't you stay with me? It's only for a night and I have this big room to myself anyway."
Feeling that he won't be able to say no Trowa nodded and let the kind hearted pilot have her way.
AN: Please read and review. I know things are kind of out there but I have a point that will make much more sense earlier. I know things are different nut it's how I want them. If there's something you might want to see happen just let me know and I might be able to add it in.