Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Jaaku na Gundam ❯ That Guy ( Chapter 4 )

Jaaku na Gundam

(English Translation The Evil Gundam)

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Chapter 4

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That Guy

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Heero had only managed to wash his face and grab a fresh shirt before heading for their ship. Quatre was at the MLU, Miner Laborers Union. The mine was in opposite orbit from Phobos this time of the year. They would have to make double time in order to get to the sweeper unit before the media got wind of the accident.

"I have the coordinates for mining colony 10723. They have cleared us for docking." Wufei told him taking the helm without being asked. "Now we will see if 'that guy' is also only coming up with zero."

Heero didn't look at him-he wasn't amazed that Wufei had understood Duo's hint, he was amazed at how well Wufei had managed to hide that fact that he understood. Wufei usually didn't care for subtlety. He was known for his blunt speaking.

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Even after the meeting ended, they had to wait in order to speak with Quatre. As space representative, he was always heavily guarded and surrounded by the public. Quatre walked out of the meeting room his pale blond hair had only darkened slightly. He was the same height as Heero only a little heavier.

They walked over to him and before they could speak, a tall, well built man, stepped in front of them. He had long reddish brown bangs covering half his face. Heero glanced up recognizing Trowa easily. He frowned knowing that if Trowa was here then Quatre probably already knew what they had come for.

Trowa was a performer and was usually was on the road. He did from time to time stay with Quatre when his schedule permitted it. Many suspected the type of relationship the two had was far from plutonic but Quatre had enough money and power to keep their relationship discreet. Heero didn't believe Trowa really cared. He was an actor and quasi-famous to boot.

"He can't be disturbed right now," Trowa said softly. His dark green eyes were flat and unreadable.

"What you're his personal entertainer now," Heero growled.

Trowa just raised an eyebrow at his vehemence. "Follow me," he said in his usual quiet tone.

Trowa was dressed in a dark green pen stripped suit. It wasn't loud just stylist. He stood out from the regular somberly dressed bodyguards surrounding Quatre.

He took them to a small conference room away from the man in question. He was even taller than Heero last remembered. He had a good four inches on him and Heero wasn't short.

The room was small. In the middle of the room was a round table that could seat six. The soft cream color kept the windowless room from being too stuffy. Trowa moved one of the chairs but he didn't sit down. Instead he turned around leaning against the table his long legs crossed at the ankles. The posture was relax but not welcoming.

Heero and Wufei stood with the door at their backs quickly losing patience. They didn't come all this way to get turned down by Quatre. They definitely didn't come here to speak with Trowa.

"He didn't create that suit," Trowa said evenly.

"That's not what I want to know," Heero said quickly. "I need to know what else did he find in the scientist designs."

"What I want to know is why are we talking to you," Wufei said interjected angrily before Trowa could respond. "We're not on official preventor business-yet."

Trowa was thoughtful for a second before responding. He didn't seem bothered with Wufei's blatant threat. "If Duo had come Quatre would have seen him directly. You two are dressed in preventor uniforms, just being around Quatre could cause talk," he explained. "I don't think that's what you want."

"I was told to ask him specifically 'what else did he find in the scientists files?' Duo was quite clear on what he wanted to know." Heero told him.

"Maxwell can't leave his ship," Wufei added. "Any transmissions from his ship will be noted. I don't think that's what you want."

Heero watched Trowa glance back and forth between the two of them. His face was expressionless but he could sense frustration. Seems Quatre's plan to quickly get rid of them wasn't working.

"If you can stay the night he'll be able to see you privately," Trowa said getting up from the table and walking past Heero and Wufei. "The rooms will be arranged. It's the best I can do."

Before he stepped through the door he turned giving Heero an indignant look. "By the way, I've always entertained him privately."

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TBC

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Drop me a quick review and let me know if you like this. I'm trying to focus more of my talents to my horror writings maybe I'm wasting my time? Or maybe you don't think my second disclaimer is true? Anyway all reviews are welcomed. -- Ani