Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Subjects of My Sanity ❯ The Quiet Never Win ( Chapter 20 )

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Gundam Wing Characters, and all that other good stuff.

Pairings: 2+1 or 1+2, still haven't totally decided, 3+4

Warning: Yaoi . Bad language. Prostituting peopleeee and all the gross bad guy stuff!

Authors Note: Yes, so this chapter was supposed to be out a long time ago. But I ran into some complications. So, to make up for the super lateness, this chapter is extra long.

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The Quiet Never Win

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~Subject: Heero~

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"Look! Dat's da new kid." A small voice whispered, causing my head to turn. A scrawny looking boy was staring at me, eyebrow raised with a look that told me he disapproved. Was it my clothes? My looks?

What had I done?

"Why's he hiding behind the Miss?"

"Look at his hair… I wonder if he knows what a brush is fer."

"Oh shut it, it's not like you've used brushes neither!"

"Have to!"

"Den why's ya hair all messy?"

"S'not messy! 'Least it ain't fire!"

"What you talking about? My hair ain't red for gods sakes! It's orange! Fire ain't this color'n you know it!"

"Coulda' fooled me. Since when'd you ever seen fire. Last I checked it was a'range."

Two kids started bickering as I walked past, pulled along by the skirt my hands were unconsciously wrapped around. It was the lady I was following into the orphanage's skirt.

"Hey Cal! Lookit the new kid! Look!" We entered through the front door and automatically a swarm of kids were poking their heads through doorways and stair bars. They were all looking at me.

My heart was pounding loudly as I watched them all… talking… laughing… criticizing me… someone they hadn't even met before. I heard the words, the same ones I'd always heard, spoken from their lips. It seemed that they only could think of the bad… not the good.

"… father in jail…"

"… killer…"

"I heard he murdered…"

"Is he safe?"

"He killed thirteen…"

"Did you hear…"

This was when I first came to the orphanage.

"You're in here." Someone said, pushing me into a large room with eight other beds. "We'll talk to you in the morning, go over rules and such then. Sleep now and get some rest. Don't mind the other boys, they like to make fun." And the door shut, leaving me in this unfamiliar place.

"You must be new." I turned around quickly, startled that someone was behind me.

"Oy! A new kid!" Another kid came forward and I started shaking with fright as they both stared at me, hidden expressions on their faces.

"You tired?" The first on asked, a smirk finally settling on his dirty face.

I could only bring myself to nod, too afraid to speak.

"Well, new 'uns are s'pose to sleep there. That is, until a new placement can be found fer you." I followed the finger, seeing it point towards the door in the back.

No!

I don't want to go in there!

A small voice inside of my head was crying as I was being pushed, pushed into the small room. Darkness filled my vision along with a blood curdling scream.

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My eyes opened, only to see nothing but the blackness of the room. My mouth slammed shut in attempt to stop any noise that wanted to erupt as the memories of the dream filled my head. When I finally allowed my mouth to open, it was only to release the harsh panting breaths that escaped. I tried to sit up, wanting to take in my surrounding. My body wouldn't budge though, causing my mind to grip fear before I realized that it was just Duo, who had somehow managed to situate himself right on top of me, head on my chest, arms pinning me in place. I sighed, head falling back against the pillow. My breath was coming out a little too quickly and I had to take a couple deep breaths before I was able to calm down.

Thankfully, during all of this, Duo had not awaken. I wasn't really up for explaining that I had a nightmare. He'd probably just laugh and call me a baby or something.

I glanced over at the tiny window, noticing that the moon was still visible in the sky. Morning was approaching soon and I really needed to get some sleep or I'd probably be in a bad mood in the morning. Usually after nightmares like those, I found it even impossible to just think about closing my eyes. But the yawn that escaped my lips that night made me realize that the warmth of Duo's body was what probably had me falling back to slumber so easily.

I was actually grateful for him staying with me. Even if I would never tell him that. He wouldn't care what I thought anyway. He probably would get freaked out if I admitted that I liked it when I woke up to him cuddling me. I liked it how the last couple of days I had not felt cold in the mornings. He was like a blanket… a nice security blanket.

It was a little frightening… when thinking about just how long this was going to last. How long would I be able to keep myself in check before I destroyed this like everything else?

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An obnoxious noise was what had me waking up too early in the morning. It took me several seconds to come to the conclusion that the person laying sprawled on top of me was the source of that sound. Duo was snoring. And I had been taken from my nice dreamless slumber because of it. I was not happy. That is probably what possessed me push Duo off the bed to crash against the hard floor.

"Waaaaahh!"

Well, at least one obnoxious noise had been taken care of.

"Heero! Why'd you do that?" Duo yelled, clumsily pushing himself off the floor space by the door. I imagined it was probably really cold down there. Duo's arm stealing my blanket may have confirmed that fact.

"You were snoring." I stated, glaring at him for taking away the warm blanket.

He blinked. Staring at me in disbelief before groaning and falling back to the bed.

"Heero! Has anyone ever told you that you are just plain rude sometimes?"

I had to think about that one for a moment. "No."

"No wonder." Duo grumbled, voice lined with the usual sarcasm.

Seeing as we were both now completely awake, we ended up climbing out of the bed and blankets to get dressed. It was still early in the morning so Duo could, for once, take a shower before everyone else woke up and found him there. Usually he would take one late at night like I usually did. Everyone else would have to be in bed by ten. Or so the rules said.

"We have awhile before we go to Q's house." Duo growled irritably, walking over towards the door. "Hope you have something to keep me occupied around his dump.

Just great. My day was going to be wasted on this idiot. And then I'd be wasting even more time going to 'hang out' at Quatre's.

"What are we even going there for?" I grumbled.

Duo just chuckled slightly, a big grin appearing on his face.

"Why… we'll be searchin' fer clues Sherlock!" The face he was making now was a little unnerving. Somehow, I felt that this meeting wasn't just going to be about 'hanging out' anymore.

"Clues for what?" My only answer was a loud girly laugh before Duo disappeared down the hallway.

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~Subject: Trowa~

"Hmm…" Duo looked up from the piece of paper he was holding. "This is it?"

"Yup." Quatre was sitting next to him on the sitting rooms starch white couch.

"This is all we could find."

"Yup." Quatre answered again, looking a little on the weary side.

Duo sighed, head falling down slightly.

"And what is it?"

"An address." Heero's aggravated voice brought me to look up at him. He was standing in the doorway glaring at Duo as if he wanted to tear him apart right then.

I didn't blame him. Duo had us running around this place like a bunch of idiotic kids at a carnival. You'd think that he had never been in a house before by the way he looked at every little piece of displayed china. I was glad that none of the maids saw him when he crawled under the dinning room table. That incident almost gave Quatre a heart attack. Now that I think about it, almost everything Duo did today seemed to worry Quatre.

We'd been running circles around his maids for hours now, looking through some of the rooms, hiding behind counters even! I was exhausted. And I think everyone else was as well. Duo was the only one who looked like he normally did. Minus the bit of disappointment on his face right now as he looked at the only information we were able to gather from searching through Quatre's dad's office.

What a nightmare that one was.

Quatre had nearly yelled at Duo every second, warning him not to touch anything. Everything in the office was in seemingly proper order, and Quatre seemed to be really concerned with the consequences of moving a paperclip even an inch. Maybe that was why we only managed to find one thing that even resembled information to Wufei's whereabouts. Or, as Duo said, any information that might possibly tell the uses of the mysterious black wonder.

That stupid black box. I was beginning to think it was nothing important at all, maybe just a paperweight. Spending all this time on it… well… it might have been wasted time… but I guess I can't really say that seeing everyone's reactions to the situation wasn't amusing.

"So, tell me why we picked this up again?" Duo asked, head tilted to the side, eyebrows creased together as he studied the piece of paper… a little too closely.

Duo knew that answer. All of us did. Maybe that is why no one answered his idiotic question. That address had been scribbled down in a note that was on Quatre's fathers desk. From some guy… uhh… Sampson… or other. It seemed that they had a meeting earlier at that place. The time was a couple weeks ago, around the time that Quatre saw a man in his fathers office, the one with the black box. So naturally… that was all we could come up with.

Pointless, if you ask me. We were just going to be running into a dead end… or get caught. I was actually surprised… really surprised that none of the maids caught us as we made so much noise in the process of 'sneaking around'. Quatre's father was thankfully on a business trip. He had said that was normal, but having friends over was not a normal for him. So we had to go through a whole introduction process with the head maid on arrival. She was nice, but seemed really suspicious of us at first. I won't go into detail about what she and Duo conversed about. I still couldn't believe how he managed to convince her that being a butler was his dream in life.

Some people are strange.

"Duo… what exactly are we going to do now?" I looked over from where I was leaning against the wall to see Quatre biting his bottom lip nervously. I think he knew what Duo's answer was going to be.

"Well, we are going to go check this place out. You know, see if we can get any more leads." Duo answered, in all seriousness.

"How did I ever get dragged into this." I heard Quatre mumbled, so softly that I am pretty sure the hyper Duo did not hear him.

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I really don't know what possessed Duo today, but he was starting to frighten me. We had reluctantly walked the thirty minute walk to this 'oh so important' address, got lost about three times, had to ask directions twice, only to turn up with nothing, and I am pretty sure my feet were full of blister now. All of this was done following the ever so happy Duo's lead.

That was our first mistake. Or maybe I should say my mistake. I was the one that actually got the hard job. Oh, sure, Quatre had to deal with us running around his house like a bunch of monster kids, Heero had to put up with Duo hanging onto him and complaining in a whiny voice, but I… was chosen as our 'representative.' As Duo put it.

We had finally gotten to our destination. Much to my horror. And we found out something not so welcome about this little building. Who knew that the Head of the Winner estates would have the address of a secret… secret… something, on his desk. This place was so secret, in fact, that it was in the middle of town, down numerous back alleys, in a dark dead end corner. A tiny little number on the door was the only proof that this was the right place.

What was it, you ask? Well, we weren't exactly sure.

Instead of us all going in to ask questions and such, (seeing as that was Duo's original plan) we stayed hidden. Things changed when we actually saw the scary looking door in which we would have to enter. This dark door being guarded by an 'oh so scary' lady with black eye shadow matching her black wardrobe. Yes, we all dropped the confidence and went for nervous at that.

Duo cleared his throat from where he was crouched behind a box crate. We were all squished in next to him, and I had barely the time to read the label of the crates, seeing that they were used to store some type of lotion product, before Duo drew my attention away by speaking.

"I think… maybe one of us should go check it out. That way…" He didn't finish, but I could pretty much figure out what the rest was going to be.

That way only one of us will get in trouble… beat… or worse. Maybe get humiliated by the scary looking lady over yonder.

"Not me." Quatre said quickly.

"Not me." Heero added right after.

Somehow… this was seemingly familiar. Oh yeah, kids used to say something like that when in elementary school. The last one to say-

"Not me."

-has to go. Or was the man for the job!

Great.

I guess I had to go.

Seeing as I was the only one not pitching in my voice… damnit… I was chosen as our scout. Three faces looked up at me hopefully. I had no choice but to nod my head, telling them that I'd do it. It was probably better than Duo going out there. Who knows what kind of trouble he would get himself into if he was actually let into that weird… club place.

"Alright Trowa. Our hopes stand on you!" Duo chirped, pulling the sweater off of his body and handing it to me, much to my confusion. "Put in on." He demanded as he dug through his pockets for something.

I looked down at the thin black sweater… sighing as I pulled it over my head. It was a tight fit… which was probably the point.

"Ok, ok… come 'er for a second." Duo pulled me over so I was facing him. He bent over slightly, bringing his hand up to my eye. The pointed object he held between his fingers had me backing away before he could touch me, my eyes unconsciously going wide.

"Whoa, Duo. Where'd you get that?" Quatre asked, looking at the eyeliner pencil in Duo's hand.

"Found it in one of the maids pockets."

"What?! You stole from…"

"Well, I thought it would come in handy! Trowa needs some sort of disguise! There is no way that he would be let in without the proper look, ya know."

Let in… I was supposed to go in… there. So Duo actually thought that I would be let in. Great… just great. I was getting a pretty bad feeling about this.

"Duo, I don't know about this. What if something happens to him? And we can't help him out when out here!" I almost smiled at Quatre's concern. Maybe Duo would listen to him and we could forget the whole thing!

"Don't worry! He won't have any problems. Trowa's smart, he'll figure something out."

Damn… stupid… braided…

I heard a snort from behind me and turned slightly to see Heero's shoulders shaking as if he was trying to suppress laughter. I frowned before turning back to Duo, trying to show them that I was unhappy with this. Duo obviously didn't care what I thought, for he advanced once more in attempt to put the feminine product on my eyes.

How humiliating.

I was glad that I did not have a mirror. I don't think I would have wanted to see how horrible I looked. And what made it worse was how Quatre kept staring at me and saying I looked good like this!

How humiliating!

"Alright. You ready Tro?" Duo asked.

I looked up to him, panic filling my face. I had almost forgotten that not being able to speak to these people would be a major problem! How the hell was I supposed to do anything?

"Don't worry, don't worry. You won't have to say anything and hopefully everything will go fine! Why do you think we chose you as our… uh, investigator?" I looked at the mind reading Duo in confusion, not really getting what he was saying. No, I wasn't confused about the investigator part… even if his names didn't really make sense some times. I was confused as to what he expected me to do without speaking.

Ah well. For once, I would just let myself believe that Duo actually knows what he is doing. How else would I get the nerve to stand up and start walking towards scary lady without some sort of confidence that this wouldn't get me killed or something.

Before I could stand up all the way though, Duo grabbed my wrist, pressing something cold into the palm of my hand. I looked down at the flat box he had placed there, eyes widening when I realized what it was.

"Just in case." He whispered before giving me a nudge to get going. Right… I'll just be using this stupid box as a throwing disk! Great weapon. My shoulders slouched and my head couldn't help but fall a little downward as I thought about how stupid all this really was. Leave it to Duo to give me the most useless object on the planet as a good luck charm.

I took a deep breath and started walking towards what could very well be my doom. Hah, aren't I so positive.

The lady standing by the door hadn't seemed to notice me as made my way over to her. Maybe it was because I was walking purposely slowly and silently. I couldn't help but act a little cautious. She only then noticed me when I was about five feet away. Her head shot up from wherever she had been looking and her eyes narrowed when they met mine.

"What do you want kid?" She growled, standing up straighter as if to look tough. At least, that is what I assumed she was trying to do. You would have thought that she was afraid of me or something. Was I really that tall? Maybe my quiet attitude was what had her looking at me nervously.

I just stood there. Silent. What else could you expect me to do?

"Well, say something! State your business or get going."

I think my palms were starting to sweat by now. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. The gesture that had become really more like a habit since I used it so much in my short life. I tapped my throat twice, hoping that she would take the hint I was giving her.

Her eyebrows crinkled together slightly and she looked back up to meet my eyes sympathetically. "You can't speak?" She said, nodding her head as if to answer her own question.

I smiled slightly, I couldn't help it. I was starting to see what Duo meant when he said I was the best candidate for this. And the lady's next question had me confirming that fact.

"Are you here for someone?"

I'd just let her do all the talking for me. If everything worked out, I would be getting my way into this place easily.

I shook my head quickly. I didn't really want to have to make up someone's name… and find out that I was wrong in guessing. At least one good thing was going to come out of this. I'd be able to test my wonderful lying skills.

"I'll take it then… by your age… you're our new entertainment?" She asked wearily, eyes trailing down to run over my body quickly.

Her question caught me by surprise, but I only took a second to make my decision, hoping that she didn't notice any hesitation as I nodded my head. Her eyes were too busy looking me up and down though to notice, and I had to suppress a shiver as she licked her lips in front of me.

I had a really, really bad feeling about this.

"Alright, let me see your pass then." She was smirking at me now, and I had the feeling that she knew I didn't have a 'pass' at all. Not that I did have one. I almost started to panic again until I remembered that flat metal box Duo had given me.

It was a long shot, but it wasn't like I had anything else to show.

As I pulled it out of my pocket, I could see, to my satisfaction, the lady's eyebrows raise in surprise. "Ah, hand it here." She didn't even give me time to hand it over as she yanked it from my hands before retreated inside. I didn't follow her until she looking back at me irritably, motioning with her head for me to hurry up.

Inside was not as dark as I had expected. Though, it was a lot dirtier than I would have thought. The ceiling was looking pretty weather worn and the walls had something like scratch marks running up and down them. All in all, it was pretty freaky…. which did nothing to help calm my fast beating heart.

Right next to the door was a small table aligned with a weird machine type thing. I couldn't figure out what exactly it was until I saw the lady stick the flat box under a slot, revealing a greenish type picture.

It was some type of an x-ray machine. A small version of what a bigger one probably looked like. I could only stare at it mutely, wondering if that crazy lady knew how dangerous those were. And just what was so bad about this place that their pass's had to be x-rayed? Just what was in it?

Curiously, I scooted over to get a view of the screen the lady had been blocking from me. I only got a short glimpse of the picture it showed before the screen blanked out as the power was switched off.

"Butterfly… hmmm…" The lady was looking at me suspiciously again. And I couldn't help but feel like I was going to get discovered soon. "That ones pretty old." She mumbles, looking down at the box that was now in her hands.

"Where did you say you got this?" She asked finally.

I pointed to my throat quickly again in nervousness, telling her that I couldn't speak the name, since I don't talk. I had hoped she would just drop it but… no… she actually pulled out a piece of paper and pen from who knows where.

I thought I was going to be sick for a second before I remembered the note… and more importantly the name on that stupid piece of paper that led me here.

"Sampson, huh?" She said angrily, reading my nervous scribble. I was, for once, grateful that I had such a good memory.

I could feel my palms starting to sweat as she glared at the paper in her hand. I wanted more than anything to just get out of there. But, the thought of Duo and Quatre's disappointment to me not finding anything out about Wufei had me staying here. The thought of Heero laughing at me actually started to calm me down. I wouldn't want to fail this mission. No, I would not go back to a laughing Heero!

Yes, I was probably thinking pretty pathetically. But who wouldn't when put in such a situation. It was pretty funny actually, when analyzing myself. I had viewed myself as someone who was always calm in most situations. That vision of myself went completely down the drain today though, much to my irritation.

"Hey, kid!" I snapped back out of my thoughts after realizing that she had been talking to me. For how long, I wouldn't know. "Jeez! Pay attention will ya? It's almost time for this place to fill up so you'd better get going."

Get going? Where? I looked at her in confusion.

"First door on the right. Go in and someone will probably pick you up soon enough." She ordered, pointing me in the right direction quickly as if she was getting sick of looking at me.

I wasn't complaining. Not in the least. I flew down the hall quickly, glad to be away from that weird lady. I couldn't help but hear her last quick mumbles about a stupid Sampson though. I guess whoever that Sampson person was, she didn't like him much.

The hallway was long, and I got to the first door on the right quickly enough. But I hesitated at the door handle. If I were to go in there… then I might just be getting into some serious trouble. For good reasons… my feet pushed me away from the door and I ended up going further down the hallway. I might as well check out the surroundings and see if I could find anything else out.

Walking down the hallway may have not been the best idea. No one was there… but I could easily get lost with all the turns the halls took. You'd think that this was some sort of maze! Made to get people who were not apart of… whatever this was, lost.

The hallway finally opened up into a huge room. I hesitantly made my way over towards the darkness, crouching low as I took in what was going on. A group of people were sitting in the middle of the high ceiling round room, smoking cigars and talking as if they were drunk. This proved to be the case when one man leaned back in his huge cushioned chair to take a big gulp of what could have been beer. The poor lighting had me squinting slightly, trying to get a picture of the men's faces.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of them for some reason. Maybe it was because I was shocked to see people, in business suits, acting like a bunch of drunkards at a bar.

What exactly was this place?

A door suddenly opened from across the room and I instinctively slunk back further into hiding around my corner, only barely half of my face sticking out to see what was going on now. What came out of the door shocked me even more then the drunken business men. Three boys, a little older then me walked out, wearing tight clothes so skimpy they were practically naked.

All three advanced towards the men, swaying their hips slightly as they walked. I couldn't watch any more. I didn't 'want' to watch anymore of what was going to happen. And it was pretty obvious what those boys were about to do.

I felt sick once again.

I moved a couple steps back into the hallway, taking a couple deep breaths to calm myself down. The boys smooth voices could be heard now, and I wanted to get away before I heard anything more. But, I stuck around one second too long, just long enough to hear one of the boys talking in a seductive tone.

"Mr. Winner wanted me to welcome you to-"

I ran then, blocking off their voices.

Mr. Winner…

Mr. Winner…

There was only one person that could possibly be this Mr. Winner. And I really did not want to think about that now. What was I going to tell Quatre? That his father was somehow… somehow… associated with this place? What else could he be? Seeing as how rich he was, I wouldn't be surprised if he actually owned this place.

'Mr. Winner wanted me to welcome-'

Shit.

I ran down the hallways, forgetting about the earlier worry of getting lost. I just wanted out. I wanted to forget about what I had just seen. Young boys… prostituting themselves…

No… think happy thought. Have to get my mind far from that…

I think I was more than just a little panicky now. What the hell was I thinking when deciding to come in here? Oh yeah, I didn't have to think, Duo did it for me.

I finally stopped running when I rounded a corner. I didn't stop on my own accord though. No, I had run straight into someone… big. I fell backwards, landing on my back causing the wind to rush out of me. That wasn't the worst part. The worst part was when I looked up from where I had been lying on the ground to see who I had just run into.

"Well, looky what's we 'ave 'ere."

The familiar face looked down at me, eyes wide but angry. I gulped, trying to stand up quickly as the man whom I recognized from the school stalked forward. One of the greasy men that had attacked us… one of the people that had been after Wufei. From the corner of my eye I saw the other one walking out of a door, eyes widened when he took in his partner staring me down.

I did the only thing I could think of. I ran. Fast.

"Hey! Stop!"

"Fuckin brat!"

Their shouting could barely be heard from behind me as I raced down the hallways. One thing I was happy about, was that those men seemed to be a whole lot slower than me. Their big frames didn't give them much in speed.

It seemed like I was running in circles along the corridors of the big buildings dimly lit hallways. Finally though, I was lucky enough to run down a familiar hallway. Somehow or another, I managed to backtrack to where I had entered, keeping a good distance from the big freaks behind me.

I flung the familiar door open, only taking a quick glance to see the door lady's surprised expression. She too started yelling after me as I ran down the alley, passing by where Duo, Quatre and Heero were hiding. They took one look at my panicked expression and started after me. I think they figured out why I was running away soon enough, seeing as the two scary men had come out of the door, looking around stupidly before spotting us in the distance. Yeah, I shouldn't have been looking back when going forward, but I couldn't help but turn back every few seconds to see if they were gaining or not.

They were slow, and so we lost them. All three of my companions followed me down a couple alleys in attempt to lose the guys on our tail. A couple sharp turns and jumping over a fence had us panting from behind a couple large trashcans.

"Wha…" Duo started, only to stop and take a deep breath before continuing. "What the 'hell' were they doing there?" He asked me, still panting from our run.

I just shook my head before dropping it to my hands.

"Are you alright? Did you get hurt?" Quatre asked from beside me. He sounded somewhat worried and scared at the same time. The shakiness of his voice could have just been because he was panting though.

"Idiot." Heero grumbled. I looked up, wondering what he was on about now. He was glaring at Duo again.

Duo sighed, dropping his eyes to look at the ground. I looked from him to Heero, wondering just what they had been discussing before I came barging out of the building.

"I'm sorry Trowa." Duo said quickly, surprising me as he said my full name instead of the shortened version he was so fond of. "We were talking…"

"Duo." Heero cut him off, confusing me slightly.

"Ah… sorry!" His head seemed to fall even farther towards his chest, eyes probably closed now. "Ah… Trowa… I'm sorry for making you go in there and all when I was the one who should have since this was my idea and everything today was my plans and stuff, but I still made you go which was really stupid and I hope that you'd somehow forgive me for making you go in there 'cause it was probably scary and I don't think I would have gone in there at all now that I think about it."

I blinked, trying to catch the fast paced speech he just made. Then nodded my head slightly as he looked up, giving me puppy dog eyes.

Who could ever resist puppy dog eyes?

"I really am sorry Trowa!" Duo said, biting his bottom lip.

Quatre chuckled from beside me, causing me to turn and see what was so amusing. He just smirked slightly before whispering, "You should have seen the verbal beating Heero gave Duo! You'd never think someone could make Duo actually feel as guilty as he did. He almost convinced Duo to go in there after you!" He sighed then, leaning back into the dirty wall we were sitting against. "So… did you find anything out?" He asked, a little hesitantly.

I closed my eyes for a second, pictures of what I had just witnessed going through my mind.

I shook my head. There was no way I was going to tell Quatre, or anyone for that matter what I had heard in there. It didn't have anything to do with Wufei, so it was perfectly alright to keep that from them. I just hoped that we would find him soon… or he find us.

TBC.

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Soooo… I got stuck at the beginning of Trowa's point of view. At first it was supposed to be Quatre's POV. But I changed it… along with a whole lot of other stuff. I didn't like what I had planned for this chapter, but I am much happier with it now then I was before. So that is the reason it was so late. Hope you all haven't forgotten about it already! Do tell me what you thought! Opinions are loved!

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