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"Change" Chapter 20
Heero leaned against the wall and stared at his bloodstained hands and shirt. He had
thought killing his look-alike would make him feel better, but it had just left him feeling
empty.
He could still remember the look in his look-alike's eyes when he cut out his heart and
showed it to him. The edge of Heero's mouth almost formed a grin. It was too bad he
couldn't find the scientist responsible. Heero vowed to himself that he would.
"What's going on?"
Quatre blushed more.
"I was just... We were... Where have you guys been?"
Wufei looked down at the floor.
"Um... mission... sort of."
"What do you mean ‘sort of'?"
"It's a long story. I was delivering justice. I'll fill you in later."
Wufei walked over to Heero's dresser and shoved some cloths and his laptop into a bag.
"What are you doing?"
"Um... Heero has a... secret mission. He needs... space."
"Why are *you* packing for him?"
"Um..."
Quatre could sense something was very wrong.
"Level with me. What's going on?"
Wufei looked Quatre in the eyes and rushed out.
Quatre was afraid to look back up at Duo.
"Gomen. ...Duo, I don't know w-what happened. I..."
Duo held up his hand for Quatre to stop talking. He looked at Quatre and nodded as if
attempting to say, "Don't apologize for something that's my fault."
He then mouthed, "Gomen."
Down in the hangar, Trowa was now busily polishing away at Heavy Arms. Heavy Arms was clean
when Trowa came down, but he desperately needed a distraction. The sight of Quatre and Duo
kissing played itself out repeatedly in his head, and he started to scrub harder. When the
paint started to wear away, Trowa decided he needed a different distraction. So, he headed
up to his room.
Upon arriving at the top of the stairs, he found a puddle of blood in the hallway where he
guessed Heero had sat. He took to cleaning it.
Quatre heard something out in the hall and poked his head out to see what it was. Quatre
smiled when he saw...
"Trowa."
Trowa continued to look down as if he didn't notice Quatre was there.
"What ya' doin', Trowa?"
". . . . . ."
"Is something wrong?"
Duo took the opportunity alone to dig under Heero's mattress for the object he had found
there earlier.
Heero took his stuff down to the basement. It was dark and damp, but at least it would be a
good place to stay away from Duo. Heero frowned. He didn't *want* to stay away from Duo.
Heero suddenly remembered what he had forgotten in his room.
#I can't have Wufei get *that* for me. Damn!#
Wufei sat in his room and hugged the object of his affection.
#What was *Yuy* doing with this? He couldn't... nah.#
Much to his dismay, Duo found the object for which he was searching was missing.
#What did he do with it? What was he doing with it in the first place?#
Quatre stepped back into the room. A slightly shielded frown appeared on his face. Duo
raised an eyebrow.
Relena: "Hey, how come I never appear in this story?"
Duo: "Because you suck!"
Relena: "He~ero, are you gonna let him talk to me like that?"
Heero: *shrugs* "It's not like he's lying."
Relena: "He~ero!"
Wufei runs in.
Wufei: "Who is playing Yoko Ono? Turn her the hell off?"
Relena: "He~ero!"
Wufei screams and runs out followed by Duo and Heero.
Laters, plude