Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ G-men ❯ A Mission ( Chapter 9 )
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By: Arigatomina 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Hentai / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Updated On: 12.08.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Hentai / Adventure | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Updated On: 12.08.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Category: AU, Yaoi, Gundam Wing fusion with the X-men series
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x6/6x5
Warnings: slight shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
G-men
Part 9: A Mission
Trowa barely registered when his feet touched the ground, catching him automatically. Breaking the kiss, he moved his head back a few inches so he could look at Quatre's flushed face. His eyes were closed, mouth open as he took a shaky breath. Letting out a soft sigh, Trowa brushed his lips over Quatre's closed eyes, then moved so their foreheads touched, breaths mingling.
"Umm, are you guys finished?" A voice broke the silence, causing both boys to jerk back, eyes snapping open. "Can I turn around now?"
Turning, they saw Duo standing across the field, back to them, black cap covering his head. Trowa's eyes narrowed in sudden anger, then he saw Quatre's dark blush and his anger left him. Smiling slightly, Trowa looked at Quatre's lowered eyes, and slowly set him on his feet. Still not meeting his gaze, the blonde boy started to move away and Trowa reached out to catch his hand. Quatre glanced up, still blushing, and Trowa squeezed his hand. Dropping his gaze again, Quatre glanced at Duo, but Trowa could see a small smile turning the corners of his mouth.
"Well?" Duo called, not looking in their direction. "I guess I can come back in five minutes, but it's pretty important."
"Now's fine," Trowa called as he and Quatre walked toward the other boy. "What is it?"
Sneaking a quick peak over his shoulder, Duo turned, large grin firmly in place as his eyes went immediately to their clasped hands. "A mission. About time if you ask me. Not that anyone did," Duo continued as they walked back toward the path that led to the safe-house. "Heero got a call and decided that we should attack as soon as possible. He's so commanding, he already figured out what everyone should do." Duo continued to talk as they made their way down the path, missing the glances the two boys beside him were exchanging.
* * *
//This is almost too easy.// Watching over the soldier's shoulder, Duo memorized the code, moving silently to press himself against the wall as the man turned and passed him on his way down the corridor. //My part is a cinch, just hope theirs goes as well.// Checking for soldiers, he moved to the panel, centering his thoughts. //Quatre, Trowa, if either of you can hear me, I'm about to open the door.// Typing in the code, Duo couldn't help but smirk. //As if I don't talk to myself enough as it is.//
Opening the door, he flattened himself against the wall again, and waited. He let out a relieved sigh as Trowa and Heero entered silently, glancing up and down the hall. Trowa turned to look in his direction, sensing him, then nodded his head toward the door. //Got it! You guys get going.// Trowa nodded again, gesturing for Heero as he went down the hall. Duo watched them for a moment, then hit the sequence to lock the door again. //Well, on to phase two.// Running as quickly as he could without his steps sounding, he took off down the hall, taking the branch opposite the one the other two boys had taken.
* * *
From the dark corner where he crouched, Heero could see three men guarding the weapons. This was Trowa's and his part of the mission. To destroy the new weaponry which included improved guns as well as, more worrisome, paralyzing nets. OZ was stepping its war against the mutants up a notch. The nets worried Heero, and Doctor J, the most though, since they were proof that OZ now wanted to capture mutants--alive.
Glancing slowly around the surprisingly poorly guarded room, Heero latched on to Trowa's figure. The other boy was flattened in the shadow of a heating duct near the ceiling. While good guards might find Heero in his corner, even the best seldom thought to look up. Especially since there was no catwalk and no way for a person to get near the ceiling. Unless he was a mutant who could fly, that is. Touching his gun with impatience, Heero watched Trowa, waiting for the signal.
The plan was simple, really. Duo would sneak to the main computer and upload the virus Heero'd made, effectively destroying all the records stored there as well as the programs. Once he'd exited the base, he'd give word to either Quatre or Trowa. Quatre was outside with Wufei who was prepared to deal with any soldiers who followed Heero and Trowa during *their* escape. Since they were going to make a lot of noise when they blew the weapons up, they were waiting for Duo to get out first. With the programs destroyed by the virus, the locks on the doors wouldn't work, so there was no reason for the American to wait for them. Glancing at Trowa again, Heero gripped his gun tightly as the tall boy gave the signal.
* * *
Duo ran as fast as he could away from the base, screaming in his mind for the others to do it. He knew that Wufei was hiding in the nearby forest, and he had no intention of getting caught in whatever storm *that* boy brought up when Heero and Trowa made their get-away. Entering the woods, Duo moved to where Quatre was supposed to be, calling out in his mind for the boy, telling him who it was. //I'm never going to get used to this. I'm not telepathic, I have enough problems without that.// But he had to admit to himself, this was a much better way of communicating than vocal communication. Even if it *was* one-sided for him.
* * *
Wufei watched the door to the compound that Heero and Trowa were supposed to exit. Crouched at the base of a large limb in a tree tall enough to give him a view of the area in front of the compound, he watched for troop movement. If a large number was called, it was his job to stop them from getting to the base and reinforcing the soldiers facing the two boys. Scanning the black sky, Wufei called up a thick cloud cover, readying a fog bank that would mask their escape when they got out. Not if, he wouldn't even think of that, not with a mission as simple as this one. No, they'd planned it out too thoroughly.
Suddenly, he spotted movement near the designated door. He recognized the forms as the two boys sprinted out the door, Heero turning to fire even as he ran. Then they were clear of the door and Heero threw an arm around Trowa's shoulders, gripping him tightly as the tall boy lifted into the air, taking them into the cloud cover. Immediately, Wufei dropped the fog bank low enough to mask their progress toward the forest even as he began to take care of the soldiers pouring out the door.
* * *
Quatre stared around him, eyes wide to increase his sight in the dark forest. Since he'd never attacked OZ, his was not a task that required being close to the base. Instead, he'd taken position far enough away to be out of harm, and close enough to keep in easy contact. As humbling as it was to be protected like that, he knew he would be a liability to the others if he were to go closer. Eyes still wide, Quatre searched for Duo, having heard the boy's exuberant mental cries. //I'll have to explain to him that there's no need to scream. I can hear his thoughts just fine when he whispers them. I feel sorry for Trowa.// Quatre suddenly blushed as he thought about the tall boy and what had transpired earlier that afternoon. //I hope *he* knows what he's doing//, Quatre thought, disgusted by his naiveté, //because *I* sure don't.//
Suddenly a hand gripped his shoulder and it was all he could do not to scream with shock. Turning, he stared around, then sighed as he realized who it was. "Duo, I swear you're trying to give me a heart-attack."
"Thought you heard me coming," Duo said, appearing abruptly with a grin on his face. "Guess you were pretty deep in thought there, huh? Anything wrong? With the others?"
"No," Quatre said quickly, "Heero says he and Trowa are back at the safe-house and that we should go there as soon as possible. I was just waiting for you."
"Sorry, Quatre," Duo said, suddenly chewing on his lip. "I can't leave without Wufei. Think Trowa would come get you? I'd wait."
Quatre's eyes went wide, "Oh, I forgot about him." He looked stricken. "I feel so horrible, how could I have forgotten him..."
"Don't sweat it, Quatre," Duo said lightly, putting a hand on his shoulder again. "Your mind was miles away. On a certain mutant if my guess is right." Duo grinned as Quatre abruptly blushed. "Call Trowa." He turned to look back the way he'd come. "And you really should work on that blush," he teased, not turning, "It's *very* revealing."
Glaring at the boy's back, Quatre sought Heero out and thought hard about what was going on, seeking Trowa even though he knew the boy's mental block was too strong for him to read through. A thought of Heero's confirmed the reception of the message, telling him that Trowa was on his way. Quatre frowned slightly at the anger in Heero's mind, but abruptly forgot about it as he realized he'd be alone with Trowa again. //At night.//
"Well," Duo said, cutting through his thoughts, "Do you sense Wufei around here anywhere?"
After concentrating, Quatre faced the boy. "He's still blocking me out, but I know he's over there somewhere," he pointed, "I can't tell if he got my message or not, but I don't think he's moving right now. I can't pinpoint him, but I get the impression that he's taking a break. I think his power wears him out."
Duo nodded at his words. "It does. He said that's why he doesn't do missions faster, needs time to get his breath back and when he does too many missions in a short space of time, OZ gets wise and follows him. Too dangerous for him. That's why I'm going to get him. I'm sure he's fine, but there's no reason for him to make his way back on his own."
Quatre smiled. "You worry about him."
Suddenly defensive, Duo frowned. "He's my friend. Look, Quatre," Duo wrapped an arm around Quatre's shoulders, leaning close to him. "I haven't had any friends in years. Now I do. I'm not about to let anything happen to one of you."
Eyes wide, Quatre's smile softened. "That's right, friends should take care of each other."
"Now you got the idea," Duo turned away and took a couple of steps in the direction Quatre had pointed in. "So, I'm going to let your tall *friend* take care of you," he laughed at the return of the blush, "and I'm going to take care of Wufei. Heero..." he stopped suddenly, eyes going unfocused for a minute before he smiled widely. "Well, I'm sure he'll be fine." //I wonder if I could get his attention if I hung all over Wufei.// Duo smirked, but shook his head. //No, that's a bad idea. Besides, it'd be a shitty thing to do to Wufei. He's too damn sensitive.// He laughed at the idea of telling Wufei he was sensitive. //Even if he doesn't admit it.// Seeing Quatre's questioning look, Duo waved his actions away. Then his eyes spotted something in the sky. "Looks like he's here. I'm gone." Waving to Quatre, he took off in the direction Wufei was in, giving in to an urge to glance behind him, smiling at the solemn expression on Trowa's face. //They are simply too much.//
* * *
TBC
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x6/6x5
Warnings: slight shonen ai
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
G-men
Part 9: A Mission
Trowa barely registered when his feet touched the ground, catching him automatically. Breaking the kiss, he moved his head back a few inches so he could look at Quatre's flushed face. His eyes were closed, mouth open as he took a shaky breath. Letting out a soft sigh, Trowa brushed his lips over Quatre's closed eyes, then moved so their foreheads touched, breaths mingling.
"Umm, are you guys finished?" A voice broke the silence, causing both boys to jerk back, eyes snapping open. "Can I turn around now?"
Turning, they saw Duo standing across the field, back to them, black cap covering his head. Trowa's eyes narrowed in sudden anger, then he saw Quatre's dark blush and his anger left him. Smiling slightly, Trowa looked at Quatre's lowered eyes, and slowly set him on his feet. Still not meeting his gaze, the blonde boy started to move away and Trowa reached out to catch his hand. Quatre glanced up, still blushing, and Trowa squeezed his hand. Dropping his gaze again, Quatre glanced at Duo, but Trowa could see a small smile turning the corners of his mouth.
"Well?" Duo called, not looking in their direction. "I guess I can come back in five minutes, but it's pretty important."
"Now's fine," Trowa called as he and Quatre walked toward the other boy. "What is it?"
Sneaking a quick peak over his shoulder, Duo turned, large grin firmly in place as his eyes went immediately to their clasped hands. "A mission. About time if you ask me. Not that anyone did," Duo continued as they walked back toward the path that led to the safe-house. "Heero got a call and decided that we should attack as soon as possible. He's so commanding, he already figured out what everyone should do." Duo continued to talk as they made their way down the path, missing the glances the two boys beside him were exchanging.
* * *
//This is almost too easy.// Watching over the soldier's shoulder, Duo memorized the code, moving silently to press himself against the wall as the man turned and passed him on his way down the corridor. //My part is a cinch, just hope theirs goes as well.// Checking for soldiers, he moved to the panel, centering his thoughts. //Quatre, Trowa, if either of you can hear me, I'm about to open the door.// Typing in the code, Duo couldn't help but smirk. //As if I don't talk to myself enough as it is.//
Opening the door, he flattened himself against the wall again, and waited. He let out a relieved sigh as Trowa and Heero entered silently, glancing up and down the hall. Trowa turned to look in his direction, sensing him, then nodded his head toward the door. //Got it! You guys get going.// Trowa nodded again, gesturing for Heero as he went down the hall. Duo watched them for a moment, then hit the sequence to lock the door again. //Well, on to phase two.// Running as quickly as he could without his steps sounding, he took off down the hall, taking the branch opposite the one the other two boys had taken.
* * *
From the dark corner where he crouched, Heero could see three men guarding the weapons. This was Trowa's and his part of the mission. To destroy the new weaponry which included improved guns as well as, more worrisome, paralyzing nets. OZ was stepping its war against the mutants up a notch. The nets worried Heero, and Doctor J, the most though, since they were proof that OZ now wanted to capture mutants--alive.
Glancing slowly around the surprisingly poorly guarded room, Heero latched on to Trowa's figure. The other boy was flattened in the shadow of a heating duct near the ceiling. While good guards might find Heero in his corner, even the best seldom thought to look up. Especially since there was no catwalk and no way for a person to get near the ceiling. Unless he was a mutant who could fly, that is. Touching his gun with impatience, Heero watched Trowa, waiting for the signal.
The plan was simple, really. Duo would sneak to the main computer and upload the virus Heero'd made, effectively destroying all the records stored there as well as the programs. Once he'd exited the base, he'd give word to either Quatre or Trowa. Quatre was outside with Wufei who was prepared to deal with any soldiers who followed Heero and Trowa during *their* escape. Since they were going to make a lot of noise when they blew the weapons up, they were waiting for Duo to get out first. With the programs destroyed by the virus, the locks on the doors wouldn't work, so there was no reason for the American to wait for them. Glancing at Trowa again, Heero gripped his gun tightly as the tall boy gave the signal.
* * *
Duo ran as fast as he could away from the base, screaming in his mind for the others to do it. He knew that Wufei was hiding in the nearby forest, and he had no intention of getting caught in whatever storm *that* boy brought up when Heero and Trowa made their get-away. Entering the woods, Duo moved to where Quatre was supposed to be, calling out in his mind for the boy, telling him who it was. //I'm never going to get used to this. I'm not telepathic, I have enough problems without that.// But he had to admit to himself, this was a much better way of communicating than vocal communication. Even if it *was* one-sided for him.
* * *
Wufei watched the door to the compound that Heero and Trowa were supposed to exit. Crouched at the base of a large limb in a tree tall enough to give him a view of the area in front of the compound, he watched for troop movement. If a large number was called, it was his job to stop them from getting to the base and reinforcing the soldiers facing the two boys. Scanning the black sky, Wufei called up a thick cloud cover, readying a fog bank that would mask their escape when they got out. Not if, he wouldn't even think of that, not with a mission as simple as this one. No, they'd planned it out too thoroughly.
Suddenly, he spotted movement near the designated door. He recognized the forms as the two boys sprinted out the door, Heero turning to fire even as he ran. Then they were clear of the door and Heero threw an arm around Trowa's shoulders, gripping him tightly as the tall boy lifted into the air, taking them into the cloud cover. Immediately, Wufei dropped the fog bank low enough to mask their progress toward the forest even as he began to take care of the soldiers pouring out the door.
* * *
Quatre stared around him, eyes wide to increase his sight in the dark forest. Since he'd never attacked OZ, his was not a task that required being close to the base. Instead, he'd taken position far enough away to be out of harm, and close enough to keep in easy contact. As humbling as it was to be protected like that, he knew he would be a liability to the others if he were to go closer. Eyes still wide, Quatre searched for Duo, having heard the boy's exuberant mental cries. //I'll have to explain to him that there's no need to scream. I can hear his thoughts just fine when he whispers them. I feel sorry for Trowa.// Quatre suddenly blushed as he thought about the tall boy and what had transpired earlier that afternoon. //I hope *he* knows what he's doing//, Quatre thought, disgusted by his naiveté, //because *I* sure don't.//
Suddenly a hand gripped his shoulder and it was all he could do not to scream with shock. Turning, he stared around, then sighed as he realized who it was. "Duo, I swear you're trying to give me a heart-attack."
"Thought you heard me coming," Duo said, appearing abruptly with a grin on his face. "Guess you were pretty deep in thought there, huh? Anything wrong? With the others?"
"No," Quatre said quickly, "Heero says he and Trowa are back at the safe-house and that we should go there as soon as possible. I was just waiting for you."
"Sorry, Quatre," Duo said, suddenly chewing on his lip. "I can't leave without Wufei. Think Trowa would come get you? I'd wait."
Quatre's eyes went wide, "Oh, I forgot about him." He looked stricken. "I feel so horrible, how could I have forgotten him..."
"Don't sweat it, Quatre," Duo said lightly, putting a hand on his shoulder again. "Your mind was miles away. On a certain mutant if my guess is right." Duo grinned as Quatre abruptly blushed. "Call Trowa." He turned to look back the way he'd come. "And you really should work on that blush," he teased, not turning, "It's *very* revealing."
Glaring at the boy's back, Quatre sought Heero out and thought hard about what was going on, seeking Trowa even though he knew the boy's mental block was too strong for him to read through. A thought of Heero's confirmed the reception of the message, telling him that Trowa was on his way. Quatre frowned slightly at the anger in Heero's mind, but abruptly forgot about it as he realized he'd be alone with Trowa again. //At night.//
"Well," Duo said, cutting through his thoughts, "Do you sense Wufei around here anywhere?"
After concentrating, Quatre faced the boy. "He's still blocking me out, but I know he's over there somewhere," he pointed, "I can't tell if he got my message or not, but I don't think he's moving right now. I can't pinpoint him, but I get the impression that he's taking a break. I think his power wears him out."
Duo nodded at his words. "It does. He said that's why he doesn't do missions faster, needs time to get his breath back and when he does too many missions in a short space of time, OZ gets wise and follows him. Too dangerous for him. That's why I'm going to get him. I'm sure he's fine, but there's no reason for him to make his way back on his own."
Quatre smiled. "You worry about him."
Suddenly defensive, Duo frowned. "He's my friend. Look, Quatre," Duo wrapped an arm around Quatre's shoulders, leaning close to him. "I haven't had any friends in years. Now I do. I'm not about to let anything happen to one of you."
Eyes wide, Quatre's smile softened. "That's right, friends should take care of each other."
"Now you got the idea," Duo turned away and took a couple of steps in the direction Quatre had pointed in. "So, I'm going to let your tall *friend* take care of you," he laughed at the return of the blush, "and I'm going to take care of Wufei. Heero..." he stopped suddenly, eyes going unfocused for a minute before he smiled widely. "Well, I'm sure he'll be fine." //I wonder if I could get his attention if I hung all over Wufei.// Duo smirked, but shook his head. //No, that's a bad idea. Besides, it'd be a shitty thing to do to Wufei. He's too damn sensitive.// He laughed at the idea of telling Wufei he was sensitive. //Even if he doesn't admit it.// Seeing Quatre's questioning look, Duo waved his actions away. Then his eyes spotted something in the sky. "Looks like he's here. I'm gone." Waving to Quatre, he took off in the direction Wufei was in, giving in to an urge to glance behind him, smiling at the solemn expression on Trowa's face. //They are simply too much.//
* * *
TBC