Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ An Assassin's Weakness ❯ Heero. . . Heero, Heero, Heero ( Chapter 2 )

Title : An Assassin's Weakness

Author : DustyInvasion

Chapter 2 : Wufei will not be in this chapter, Duo. . . Of course, Relena. . . >.< had to, Q-chan hehe naked! LMAO! You go Quatre, you're the first of the G-Boys to get undressed! HAH! O and this won't be a lemon fic or lime or w/e. I don't have anything against them, this just isn't one. :p Umm. . . Simon is in here, you might see him in later chapters so. . . yeah,

Summary : AU (yaoi) Duo is the son of the American President. You would think because of that the FBI would take better care to keep him safe from certain Japanese terrorists.

Warning!!!! : Okay, I love sweet, innocent, 'I put everyone before me' Quatre, buuuut that's not what he's going to be like. He is not OOC he is very much in character. Only he's in character for the manga Gundam Wing/AC Episode Zero. So he will be a spoiled asshole and a little bit of a. . . . not exactly a slut, but close enough. However! There will be sweet, innocent, 'I put everyone before me' Quatre later on in the story. ^-^ He just needs Tro-kun to come sweeten him up. Uhh sorry but Q-chan is not a virgin, sowwy. I know people like him to love Trowa and only Trowa, but I didn't do it like that. I'm very sorry if I lose any reviewers over this.

Notes :

1) This is a slash fic and you are being warned so be warned and leave you homophobes.

2) Oh damn. . . I totally forgot about MM.org sorry peeps! I didn't have it setup to show reviews and it blocked anonymous reviews. Sorry! I thought no one was reading this! Sorry!

Pairings : Alright!!! We have pairings! All right if anyone doesn't like these pairings don't take it up with me, complain to the reviewers. The majority of you voted a DuoxHeero relationship so that's the pairing in here -sorry to those of you who voted otherwise- and as you'll see when you read this fic it's also 3x4 ^-^ any problems with that?…..Good! I didn't think so. Now for Wufei, some people I talked to or that reviewed said that he should be with Zechs and/or Treize. I kind of saw him flying solo in this fic….but if you guys see a pairing with him that will work and that you like tell me and I'll ask what everyone thinks. Hmmm…that's all you may read on now.

Disclaimer : I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters I am just borrowing them for this fic and any future fic's with them in it.

Claimer : The plot is all mine! And a few OCs too. ^-^

Chapter 2 ~ Heero. . . Heero, Heero, Heero

Important Notice!!!!!!! : Alright for anyone reading this slash fic who is or is thinking about being a writer I have a question for you! Do you know the movie The Road to Eldorado? If you do and agree that Miguel and Tulio would be adorable together than this goes to you. For those writers a friend of mine is starting a Website for them, if you would like to be an author for it please contact me and I'll give you his screen name. Thank you, that is all. ^-^

Here at Bridglotte we keep to a certain dress code. I can promise you that includes boys keeping their hair at a proper length, Mr. Maxwell." The tiny headmistress glared up at the young boy. She sat perched on a brown leather chair an enormous oak desk separating her from the student.

Duo stretched lazily, raising his arms high above his head and yawned loudly. Staring at the headmistress in obvious boredom, he allowed himself to let out another yawn and smirked at the furious woman. "So sorry, but you understand, jet lag. Ms. Kainite I understand why students of lesser importance would have to abide by your rules. However, you are forgetting who I am and who my father is. I shall allow you this one slip up, but make no mistake I shall be in daily contact with my father and it would not do at all if he thought I was being mistreated in any way while in the care of your school. I will forget this incident ever occurred, but in the future I would like to be given the respect I deserve, is that understood or do I need to repeat myself?"

The small woman glared at him over her desk and sat up straighter her lips compressed into a tiny line. "Your father's position in politics does not grant you the immediate right to become dictator to those around you. You will not be treated any differently then the other students here. Do you think we have not had children already try to use their parents' power to lord over us, it will not work. If you continue assuming that you are better than everyone else, I will be forced to refuse your request to be enrolled in our school. Do you understand me, Mr. Maxwell?"

Duo smiled softly. "Of course I do. I understand that my father's position does not grant me control over you or anyone else. It is by my own doing that I am able to do that. Isn't that right, Ms. Libelers?"

The color drained from the small woman's face as Duo reached into his ragged black bag and pulled out a thick portfolio. "I myself was quite surprised that a simple whore who has been arrested eight times for possession of illegal substances was able to start a school for gifted children. Now I understand that the officials know of your history, but I also understand that the parents of your students do not. Wouldn't it be dreadful, the headline of tomorrow's newspaper 'Bridgton in the care of an ex-drug addict'. I'm sure the parents will love it."

"That information was destroyed." The headmistress denied.

"Ah, yes. I believe you testified against your ex-husband in a murder case and in return for your testimony you were cleared of all previous charges. I'm sorry to say this, but the FBI destroys nothing." Duo flicked the bangs from his eyes. The purple depths shone with a predatory gleam. "Now, tell me again how am I to be treated?"

The older woman stared hard at him before letting a small sigh escape her thin lips. "With the proper respect that you deserve."

"Mmm. . . quite right." Duo's smile widened and he jumped up to clasp her small hand between his two large ones, shaking it wildly. "Nice meeting you, I do hope we can do this again sometime."

Duo swirled around and slung his pack over his shoulder. Taking long steps, he was across the room and in front of the door before the headmistress could even bring her hand back to her side. Pausing at the door, Duo glanced back and shot the older woman an exaggerated wink before opening the door and stepping outside of the overly large room.

Duo silently closed the door behind him and turned to find himself in front of another student. The boy looked to be about fourteen and had scruffy sandy blond hair that fell into his eyes. It obviously irritated his caramel brown orbs as he kept swiping the bangs away from them repeatedly. He stood tall with a small sneer to his lips as he examined Duo, he had the presence of one who was use to getting his way. The maroon blazer and dress pants clung to his small chest and hung just right in all the appropriate and not so appropriate places. The boy brought his hand to his neck to loosen his solid navy tie. Duo held out his hand, smiling brightly. "Duo Maxwell."

The boy stared down at Duo's hand and then back to his face before lowering his eyes to Duo's chest. "Not interested, look me up in a few years when you have a chest."

The boy shouldered past Duo and into the Headmistress's office. Duo watched him, his eyes narrowing as he stared at the boy who had just insulted him. Studying him, he kept the image of the boy imprinted in his mind as he walked along the corridor.

Duo returned to the main hall and walked into the rooms that were positioned next to the door. An older woman looked up from the desk and smiled brightly at the boy who stood before her. "How may I help you?"

"I'm Duo Maxwell, I'm suppose to meet my guide here." Duo grinned at the woman and leaned against the desk. "Do you know if they've been here? I'm afraid I have run a bit late."

"Ahh. . . Mr. Maxwell. You're almost an hour late." The administrator stared curiously at the new student. "I'm sorry to say that Mr. Winner waited patiently, but when you didn't show he left."

Duo sighed in exasperation and stood up. "Do you know what I'm suppose to do now?"

"Well since Mr. Winner will be in the same building as you I would check to see if he was there." The woman smiled cheerily.

"Do you happen to know where that is?" Duo asked. He shifted his bag to the other shoulder as he waited for her to answer.

"No, I don't believe I do." The woman's face clouded thoughtfully. "You can always wait here and see if he comes back."

"No, that's quite alright. I'll find my way around." Duo stepped away from the desk and turned to walk to the door.

"Oh! Wait, Mr. Maxwell." The woman raised her hand and waved it frantically.

Duo turned and raised a questioning eyebrow. "Yes?"

"One of Mr. Winner's classmates is in the next room with one of the counselors." She clapped her hands excitedly, as if to sat 'see I can do something right.'

"Thank you, and what might his name be?" Duo questioned as he began to make his way to the opposite door.

"Rex, Hagen Rex. He's with Doctor Jai." The administrator beamed.

"Doctor?" Duo stood before the door and opened it, but paused in the entrance waiting for an answer.

"Of course! Here at Bridglotte we provide the best care there is, each counselor is a certified psychologist and the nurses have been recommended by the most prestigious hospitals."

Duo quickly shut the door behind him cutting off the sound of the chipper woman's voice. Walking down a short hallway that was covered wall to wall with flying horses, he stopped in front of a black wooden door that had a brass nameplate in the center. In a slanted cursive script, it spelt out a name, Doctor Hughes E. Jai - Child Psychologist. Turning the cold brass handle, Duo opened the door and stepped in.

A young boy sat in a stiff wooden chair, his back straight and his piercing green eyes never left the form of the older man that loomed over him. The student had black spiky hair that shot out everywhere and an olive skin tone. The adult, presumably the psychologist, was wearing a white lab coat and had gray-white hair that reached his shoulders. His small face was red and shiny, his lips were turned back in a snarl. The psychologist swiftly turned around when a soft cough interrupted whatever he was about to say.

Duo smiled brightly at both of them, now that he had captured their attention. He shot out a hand to the older man. "Duo Maxwell, it's nice to meet you."

"Dr. Jai." Dr. Jai clamped onto Duo's hand and shook it shortly. "How may I be of service to you?"

Duo turned his smile to the student who sat in the small chair. "I'm here to borrow Hagen, it will only take a little while."

Doctor Jai turned his back to Duo and murmured something to Hagen. The was a short nod from the black-haired boy and then he was standing up and walking towards Duo. Shouldering past the shorter boy he stepped outside the room. Duo quickly spun around and trailed after Hagen into the office rooms and out the door into the main hallway. Hagen stopped shortly and studied Duo.

"Am I to assume you are in need of a guide?" Hagen kept his bright eyes trained to Duo's own.

"Well figuring that mine ditched me, I'd say I would be." Duo smiled widely.

"I'm assuming that you were suppose to be in Quatre Winner's care. If so, it was not he who ditched you, but you who failed to meet him at the correct time." Hagen glared at the new student. "You brought the absence of a guide on yourself, if you wish to be shown around you will have to ask Quatre. I will not do it."

"Then do you think you could help me find the ever elusive Mr. Winner?" Duo rolled his eyes at the students 'helpful' nature.

"If you go straight down this hallway you will come to the main set of stairs. Once you walk up the stairs make a left and walk five doors down, it is the only pink door there. You can't miss it."

"What, is he some kind of gay pansy?" Duo asked lightly. Hagen continued to stare at him, saying nothing else. Sighing shortly, Duo left the curt boy's company and followed Hagen's instructions.

Finally stopping in front of a set of pink doors, Duo knocked curtly and waited for someone to answer before he twisted the knob and walked right in. It was a living room area with red comfortable couches and beige walls. Duo set his pack on a table that sat in front of the flat screen television. He continued into the other rooms to explore his new home. The first door led into a large bedroom, Duo looked at the king-sized bed. It was covered in cuddly stuffed animals and the bed was draped in varying shades of pink.

Duo let out a low whistle, "This boy has some major issues." He grabbed up a small stuffed kitty and tossed it from hand to hand before setting back in its original position. Duo walked around the room and set his pack down on the floor when a shrill screech was heard.

He swirled around to see a young girl standing before him her mouth wide open as her piercing wail continued to pound against his ears. A red plush towel was wrapped securely around her body, covering as much as it could and a smaller pink towel held her wet hair above her head.

A large pink ball of fluff attacked his leg, biting down hard as the girl came running towards him. She grabbed a stuffed animal and proceeded to bash his head in with the heavy thing.

"You stupid pervert! Get out of here! NOW!" The girl nailed his arms hard as Duo tried to jump out of the way.

Yelping and dodging away from the girls flailing arms, Duo grabbed his pack and ran to the doors. Upon reaching the doors, he swung them open and ducked as a small wooden chest was thrown towards his head. Slamming the doors shut he leaned against them, his chest heaving.

~

Quatre stretched out on the bed, lifting his arms high above his head and arching his bare torso. Sighing softly, he sat up and swung his feet over the side of the bed. He leaned over and checked the clock for the fifth time that hour. Turning, he glared angrily at the tall naked boy, who was sprawled out across the other side of the bed.

"What the hell is taking that kid so long, I told Ms. Sweet to send him up to my room the second he entered the office." Quatre stood up swiftly and yanked the blanket off the bed. Sending the other boy, whom had been lying on top of it, tumbling to the ground. Quatre stood, his short frame looming over the black-haired boy. "Find him, that is an order."

The boy slowly stood and brushed himself off before grabbing up his pants that had been thrown on the ground earlier. Wriggling into them the student then pulled the customary school shirt and jacket on.

"Find him yourself, I'm sick of this. Don't ask me for any more favors, I will not help you. This past month has been hell and I am on the brink of smashing your pretty little head into a wall. Don't ever talk to me again," The boy glared hard at Quatre, his disgust shone clearly in the blue depths. "Because whatever we had is over."

Quatre scowled at the boy, his light eyebrows drawn together and his lips creased in a sneer. "Like I care, you weren't that great of a fuck, Simon. Now get out of my sight before I call security."

Simon grabbed his shoes and walked rigidly to the door pausing at the entrance to turn and look at the blond-haired boy that had stolen his heart and caged it in his greedy hands. Opening his mouth, Simon looked thoughtfully up at the mock angel.

"One day you'll understand. I wish you luck when your heart is broken, Quatre," Simon whispered, not loud enough for the other boy to hear. "That is, if you still have one."

Quatre stared expectantly at his ex-lover, who had stopped and turned to stare at him. Before he could demand to know why he was still there, a piercing scream filled the air.

~

Duo slowly stood up and watched the doors carefully, almost expecting the wailing banshee to come after him again. Once he deemed it safe enough to move, he began to calmly walk down the hallway and past the staring onlookers, who peeked out of their Roman styled rooms. The long corridor was silent until a soft laugh escaped clamped lips and then the whole hallway was echoing with the laughs and giggles of the girls who lived along the hall.

Duo scowled and held his head high as blood dripped from the scratches upon his cheek. Slowly the laughter ceased as the girls left the hallway and retuned to their rooms to resume what they had been doing before they were interrupted. Duo softly damned Hagen to Hell for lying to him and putting him through that. He swore to himself that the boy would have the favor returned. Smiling mischievously, Duo turned around and watched as the last group of girls returned to their rooms. Taking quick steps, he caught up to them and grabbed the nearest one by the shoulder. Causing her to turn around with wide sapphire eyes.

"You wouldn't happen to know where the boy's dormitories are, would you?" Duo asked hopefully, his lips lifting in a 'pity me' smile.

The girl brushed her blue bangs from her face and grinned back at the lost boy. "Leaving already?"

"I wouldn't be here in the first place if it had been my choice," Duo scowled.

The girl waved her friends on and turned to hook her arm into Duo's own. "Well then, I'll have to take you myself."

"I'm Hilde Schebaker, who are you?" The blue haired student asked while she dragged him down the hall.

"Duo Maxwell, how long have you been going here?"

"Duo Maxwell, like in President Maxwell's son?" Hilde asked her eyes wide, " But everyone said you were a real bastard, you don't seem all that bad."

Duo rolled his eyes, "Not everything you hear is true, I can be quite nice. Thank you very much."

"Heh, then I guess Winner doesn't have to worry about being replaced as the school bastard." Hilde scrunched her nose in annoyance. "Being one of the Winners you'd think he'd be a sweet heart."

"Winner? As in Winner Corps? Don't they have thirty kids?" Duo asked as he watched where they were going, so as not to get lost when he went off on his own. Hilde led him up a set of stairs leading to a higher floor and another set of stairs.

"Yeah, twenty-nine girls and one boy." Hilde said.

Duo laughed and shook his head, "No wonder he's such a bastard. Anyone who lived with twenty-nine girls would be. What were their parents thinking, two kids are almost too many."

Hilde shrugged. "They didn't think all the test tube babies would live and when they did Mrs. Winner couldn't sacrifice any of them. She died the same year they were born, must have been hard on their father."

Duo nodded and shook his head softly, thirty children . . . who could ever be crazy enough to have that many.

Hilde stopped in front of another staircase that lead even farther up. "The next floor is going to be teacher dorms. Do not turn left or right, go straight to the next flight of stairs. The boy's watcher will be at the foot of the stairs he'll let you past and then you'll go up the stairs and to the right of you is where Winner's rooms are."

"Thanks, Hilde." Duo smiled and began to make his way up the stairs.

"Anytime. See you around, Duo." Hilde turned and began her way back to her dorms, stopping shortly to speak to a passing teacher.

~

Wufei paced in his room, which was conveniently located right next to the young Maxwell's own room. It had been silent for almost an hour, he was sure Maxwell should have been back from his tour by now. Thinking quickly the Chinese boy decided it would be in the best interest of Maxwell to leave the room and search for the boy.

Wufei pulled on his school coat and stepped out of the room, locking the door securely he straightened his tie and walked past Maxwell's room. He walked down a short stair case and decided to check by Winner's rooms, incase Winner had brought the other boy by his room after showing him around. Wufei sped up his pace as he realized exactly why Winner might have stopped at his own rooms.

Wufei swiftly walked in the direction of Winner's rooms, his shoes were silent against the thick carpet. The bright hallways had a cheering effect that only seemed to annoy Wufei at the moment as he berated himself for thinking Winner wouldn't try anything on a new student. Mr. Winner tried to keep his son's many relationships out of the press, but there were leaks and soon everyone knew that the Winner heir was also the school slut.

The corridor widened as he reached the main staircase, he walked by the steps and stopped in front of Winner's rooms. Stepping close Wufei concentrated on the sounds coming from the room, hoping he wasn't too late. The soft hum of an air conditioner could be heard, but there was no other sound. Wufei pressed closer to the door and heard a loud cough. His eyes widened as he realized that the cough had come from behind him.

Turning around slowly his eyes met with the livid face of the Winner heir and a very amused Maxwell. Wufei stepped away from the door and stared stonily back at Winner.

"What do you think you are doing?" Quatre seethed.

"Walking to my rooms. Not that it is any of your concern," Wufei answered coolly. Nodding at them both he quickly passed by them and down the cheerfully lit hallway. Maxwell placed his hand on the boy's shoulder as he passed, as if to stop him. Wufei promptly jerked away and ignored the boy as he called after him.

His face was flushed in the humiliation of being caught off guard from behind. Scolding himself for his incompetence, Wufei decided to investigate the rest of the school and leave the two boys to themselves.

~

Back at the main office and in the counselor rooms, a tall boy stood before Doctor Lionel Serene. His face was not calm but neither was it worried, it seemed to be indifferent to everything around it. The boy was not dressed in the regular school attire, but draped in a fine silk suit. His thick hair was kept short, however his bangs were at a longer length and hung before his face. Almost as if they were guarding his face for fear that if his mask slips the world may see what lays in his soul. By face the boy could be no more than seventeen and yet his eyes were tired and shone with the wisdom of one who has outlived the use of his body and must now rely on his mind.

Trowa Barton, for that is the name he now goes by, was born a soldier and had never known the simple pleasures of childhood. He knew nothing of his family for he could not remember them. His earliest memories were of the rebel force that had found the stray boy and took him in as their own. He was a blank paper, with no memories or emotions. The perfect soldier, he was trained in everyway there was and excelled in the art of war. The other soldiers thought of him as a prodigy, but never did they let up on his training. His whole world was that of a soldier, he knew nothing else. When the rebel force had been found and destroyed, he was the only one left. The ten year old child was immediately put into the care of the state and he heard no more of war or battle tactics until his fifth year at the small orphanage. An older man came to the orphanage and questioned 'Trowa' thoroughly about the life he had lead with the rebel force. Not a word escaped Trowa's lips and he sent only silent stares to the man. Two days later he left the small town of Roanoke to begin his life as a spy.

"I'll be back in a month, I expect you to keep me updated and find the information we need. We have a limited amount of time before it starts." Doctor Serene picked up a small briefcase and placed it into Trwoa's waiting hands. "Have you made contact yet?"

"No." Trowa said without excuses. He knew from an early age that an answer without excuses was better than an answer with one.

"I'm disappointed Trowa. The sooner you make contact, the sooner this will be over." Trowa nodded shortly and watched as the older man walked out of the room.

Trowa stood in the middle of the empty room and once again the doubts of what he was doing washed over him. His mask fell and worry filled his face, his mouth dropped into a small frown and uneasiness filled his eyes. The small briefcase became heavier and seemed to drag the boy into a stooped position. But as quickly as his mask fell it was back and firmly in place. Trowa looked around the small room once more and then left to begin his task.

T.B.C.

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