Chapter Two: “Omae wa Korosu”

“I’m going to kill him. Trowa, you can have the left-overs.” They were walking down the hall towards Zech’s quarters, with Heero in the front and Quatre and Trowa following close behind. Without even knocking, Heero ran into the room and started beating the shit out of him. Zechs didn’t even have time to hit Heero before Trowa started choking him. “What the hell! What are you doing?!!!” Trowa tightened his grip as Heero shouted back, “You got me drunk, you S.O.B.! I got one word for you. OMAE WA KOROSU!!!”** By this time, Zechs’ tongue was sticking out and he was turning a curious shade of purple. Quatre, Wufei and Duo (who had just arrived) pulled Heero and Trowa off of Zechs. “It wasn’t my fault,” Zechs shouted, “Relena paid me to get you drunk so you would say “yes” when she asks you to marry her. She obviously didn’t know how fast you get sober. Besides, you need to learn to count: omae wa korosu is three words, not one.” Heero stalked out of the room, muttering, “I’m gonna kill that stupid bitch.”
One minute later, he was in Relena’s quarters, yelling at her. “You stupid spoiled little bitch! You don’t get someone drunk to ask for marriage. I might’ve said yes, but now you’re going to be stuck with that moron who filps burgers at McDonald’s on Earth!” (a/n: NO PUN INTENDED ON THE AUTHOR!!) “But Heero...” she whined. “But your ass, you rich little whore. Because of you, this colony is a wreck, the Heavy-arms is a wreck. The Zero is in the same condition. And got dammit, I have to buy Trowa a new piccolo and flute. I should have killed you when I had the chance. In fact, I think I’ll kill you right now.” He pulled out a gun and everybody jumped on him. “God dammit! Fine, you can all die!!!” He laughed histerically as he pressed a little button on a small hidden remote. A red light flashed in the cockpit of the Wing Zero. A hundred miles away, a family on vacation looked out theie windows to see a colony go up in flames.
**Omae wa korosu- “I’m going to kill you”.