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Prompt: Why? (that incessant question from a curious child)
Why did you leave? Why are you here? Why did you come back? (a heartbroken question)
Why ME? Why?

Overworked Gardner

Duo chewed his lower lip nervously as he followed Radish through the maze that was the staff hallway, worry shone brightly in his eyes as they walked in silence at a quick and purpose filled pace while ignoring the questioning looks that was aimed their way from the various people that his friend employed.

"So...everything that has not been done today is because of this one person?" Duo asked softly as they continued to walk.

"Correct Master Duo, it seems that certain people have been pushing their duties onto the young man so they could have less hours and the same amount of pay," Radish replied with his face set in stone, "We did not realise what was going on until today when we started to find out certain jobs where not done and several other members of staff informed me what the reason was."

Duo gave a small wince, "I guess that the reason the others are not with us is because they are too busy making sure that Kitty-Kat does not do any lasting damage to these lazy idiots?"

"Correct again Master Duo plus it seems that the young man in question has also worn himself out so much he is in need of one of your famous massages for him to be able to move around a bit if not at all," Radish replied with a nod of his head.

"And let me guess something," Duo replied with a playful smirk on his face as he looked up at Radish, "This person does not know anything about what is going on, he is still fast asleep in his bed thanks to the exhaustion his body is suffering from along with some sleeping pill that Hee-chan somehow feed him when they found out the truth."

With a chuckle Radish nodded his head, "Yes, Master Heero came down here himself a few hours earlier to check up on the young man in question which is why we know he will be needing one of your special massages to be able to move about, plus it was discovered that by the state of his mattress he has not had a new one for at least eight years...and he has been working here for the past eight years..."

"Ouch, the poor sod," Duo replied with a wince of pity, "Why did he not just ask for a new one?"

"It seems that he never had the time, nor did he have the time to truly make the area he was given his own," Radish answered with a light of anger in his eyes, "The rooms are still as clean and tidy and white as the day they are given to the new employee, the only sign that someone has been living there is the old worn trunk that is at the end of his bed."

"So we have all got some major making up and mending to do," Duo replied as his own face mirrored Radish's, "How did we miss this? I thought that Q-ball had a monthly meeting with all of his employee's to make sure that this sort of thing never happened..."

"Those fools who have been taking advantage of the young man has been giving us false reasons as to why he would not be able to show up for any of them," Radish replied as he let out a growl of anger, "Through now...Master Quature will be forcing the man to use up his overdue holiday time and take the extra money for the overtime he worked."

"So he will be treated as if he is one of us for a while and when he finally returns back to work we will be keeping a close eye on him," Duo said as he came to his own conclusions.

"Correct, Master Quature has already started to take measures by starting to have some new rooms made for the young man just down the hallway from your rooms," Radish replied as he slowly came to a stop, "We are here..."

Looking around him Duo found himself to be standing at the end of a long empty hallway in front of a plain white door which had the words 'Harry Potter, Gardener' written on it in clear letters. Without a second thought Duo reached forwards and pushed open the door only to let out a half moan of pleasure and a half growl of anger at the sight that meet him.

In the middle of the bedroom on the large white bed rested the young man that Radish had told him about, soft long black hair the same length as Duo's own fell down his tanned scar covered back. As Duo's eyes ran down the small figure that laid sleeping on the bed he found himself counting every single rib that the man had and spotting some interesting scars. From the stiff way that the man held himself Duo realised that even in his sleep the man's tired muscles and body was giving him pain. Duo slowly found himself wishing that the man had chosen to wear more than a pair of simple old rag like grey boxers to bed as he found himself looking at what could pass off as a black haired version of himself before he meet the other Gundam Pilots.

"Radish, can you make sure Quature has some light yet thick soup for him to eat once we manage to get him up to the kitchen," Duo said darkly as his hands turned into fists, "When I get my hands on whoever...you better make sure that I do not find out who those idiots are and that Quature is doing a good job with them."

"I will make sure of it sir," Radish replied as he pulled out a small unmarked bottle from his trouser pocket, "This is from Master Wufei, when he heard of the situation he felt that you mind be in need of it."

"Awww Wufei's given me his special massage oil!" Duo cried out happily as he took the bottle off of Radish, "He does have a heart then!"

"Yes, he gave it to me after he spent two hours ranting about the justice of it all," Radish replied as he turned around to exit the door, "If that will be all sir..."

"Yeah, I'm sure that once he wakes up and all he can help me find my way out of this maze," Duo answered as through his lavender eyes full of worry stayed glued to the sleeping figure in the middle of the bed.

Nodding his head in understanding Radish turned and left the room leaving Duo standing alone. As the sound of the door shutting behind him came to Duo's ears Duo let out a deep breath and carefully walked up the bed which held the sleeping figure while being sure to make nose as he went, if those scars on the other male's back was anything to go buy Duo would treat him like another solider until he knew better.

"Hey! The names Duo, and I'm your wake up call," Duo announced in what he hoped was a none threatening voice only to wince when the man suddenly sat up in bed and looked straight at him as his hand slipped under the pillow, "Ah...I'm no threat! You must be made of some strong stuff through if you can manage to wake up like that after having some of Heero's sleeping medicine."

Duo watched carefully as the young man in front of him looked him up and down only frowning when his eyes found certain places that Duo always kept his weapons hidden.

"If you are no threat to me then why did you come in here with so many weapons for?" the man, Harry Potter, asked as he slowly sat up while trying to hide a wince of pain.

"Ahh, your good Gardener-chan! You have some experiences with weapons then?" Duo asked in surprise as his hand tightened on Wufei's special massage oil, "I just came in to let you know that things are about to change around here and-"

"Change? Are you going to kill me?" Harry asked with narrow eyes as Duo watched the man's hand wrap around the handle of whatever was hidden under the pillow.

"Awww don't be like that Gardner-chan, no one is going to hurt you, in fact we are going to look after you," Duo said in a playful voice, grinning as he watched the man look at in him pure shock, "What's wrong? You've never been looked after and spoilt rotten?"

"...No, normally I'm the one doing that to other people," Harry replied softly as he carefully eyed 'Duo', "So you are one of my five bosses?"

"Yups, there's me, Hee-chan, Tro-bear, Kitty, and Wu-Wu," Duo said happily as he moved towards the bed with careful purpose filled movements, much like how he had acted around Heero until he had calmed down a bit, "Now I want you to do me a favour and lie down on your stomach with your head on your pillow."

"Why?" Harry asked as he shot his boss a dark look, "Why do you want me to lie on my stomach for? Are you going to kill me?"

Until The Next Prompt...

I have been thinking about making this into a multichapter fic but I'm not sure.