A Candle for the Future - (23/?)
Title: A Candle of the Future - Chapter 23/?
Author: Silverserpent
Pairings: 1x5
Rating: R
Warnings: yaoi, slash, swearing
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. If you are not 18 you should not be reading this. You have been warned.
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Ch23
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Heero rose slowly from his bed and stared at the beige walls of his room. He needed to think. Think about his next move. He was currently alone, other than Jian and a bodyguard for the boy, residing in the huge mansion. Wufei had left. Heero had a bruised wrist to prove it after his weak attempt to keep Wufei around right before Wufei twisted his wrist and walked out the door.
He was alone. Again.
This time the only option he had was to figure out what he wanted to do with himself. There was no option to rejoin the Preventers, and no option to rejoin Wufei, especially when he did not know where Wufei went. Heero sighed and got out of his bed, stretching fully before heading to the shower. He stripped off his boxers and stepped in relaxing under the hot spray.
He wasn’t as panicked as he was the last time he was let go. Maybe being let go before was what helped him now to maintain some semblance of calm. Or perhaps because instinctively he already knew what he had to do next. He had to get to Wufei. There was something that Wufei had not told him…some reason for him to give up mobile suits so easily.
How Wufei was going to be doing it was going to be interesting considering that the factories reconstructing the suits were under constant and strict observation by the Preventers.
Heero shut the water off and stepped out, grabbing a towel. It was time to figure out what the hell Wufei was up too.
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Heero, armed with his laptop, headed to the main computer banks in the locked hall again. Wufei hadn’t shut him out with new passwords, which made his morning easier. Booting up his laptop he returned to the program he had started from the last time he had been kicked out to search for links in Wufei’s business conquering. He began the search program for Wufei’s business take-overs and devoted one of the printers in the media room for it. That way he could still gather current information on Wufei to follow his moves and past information on his business acquisitions that would have doomed DCI.
Heero paused. Now what to do? He needed records of the next shipments of mobile suits. Where they were going or when they were being manufactured. Only the DCI database had that sort of information. Time to hack.
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Two hours later the next shipment dates and statistics were in his hands. So far the files produced results that were all legitimate… then again it wasn’t hard to change records. They had done it so many times during the war to Oz’s database.
Heero needed to reevaluate his plan. Cong had left to go with Wufei sometime last night. Heero knew this because the last of the three calls he made to Wufei’s cell phone Cong picked up and stated, “Please do not call again.”
Heero also attempted to set up an appointment with him through his secretary at DCI. She informed him it would be impossible to set up a meeting any time in the next year.
Apparently Wufei would not be taking his phone calls or seeing him. He doubted Quatre would be able to help him in this situation. Especially since he was the one that contacted Heero earlier in the day to inform him that there was a short press release this morning from Wufei’s company that his bodyguard had been let go for undisclosed reasons.
Heero sighed and wandered out of the hall towards the kitchen. He was hungry and there was no point of starving himself. Heero started rooting through the fridge when his phone started vibrating on his hip. He reached for it and glanced at the screen…
Une.
He flipped it open, holding it to his ear. “Heero? It’s Une.”
“What do you want?”
“I would like to offer you your position back.” Heero frowned. Une said she would refuse to readmit him until Wufei said it would be all right; Wufei must have called her.
Heero felt a surge of anger flow through him at the entire situation, “Check the records. I’m deceased.” And hung up the phone.
Heero frowned, but ignored the phone again when Une called back again a minute later. He now had another option if he wanted, a life back in adrenaline pumping field missions, but then again…would he be able to track down Wufei? He would have closer access to the mobile suit factories, so he would be able to keep an eye for Demetri’s shipment. It was something to think about…
Heero heard the door opening behind him and turned. Jian was standing in the doorway looking at Heero, just starring. Heero frowned; the kid usually had some spunk in him, enough to pester him at least. He nodded to him.
The kid moved quickly running over to him, wrapping his arms around Heero’s waist pushing his face into Heero’s stomach. Heero didn’t know what to do. Jian was hugging him, clinging really. “Jian?”
The boy pulled back a foot and stared up in Heero’s eyes. “He is really gone isn’t he?”
“It appears so. But I doubt he would abandon you. Just me. Don’t worry.”
Suddenly Jian burst into tears, bawling “HE WOULD ABANDON ME, BEFORE HE WOULD ABANDON YOU!” Heero’s eyes went wide. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do with a crying boy. He had no experience with this. The kid wiped his running nose with his hand. Perhaps get him out of the kitchen first; this was just unsanitary.
Heero put a hand on Jian’s back and steered him into the library down the hall. He had him sit on the couch and handed him a pillow to hug, so he wouldn’t be attacked again. Heero found tissues sitting on a table in the corner of the room and brought them for Jian to use.
The boy took the box as he was clutching the pillow to him. Heero sat there not doing anything; he didn’t know what he to do anyways. Jian had calmed down enough from his short outburst to sit back into the couch and sniffle a little.
“Your wrong, you know. He would leave me before he would leave you. He’s known you longer.”
Heero nodded, “That may be, but he has already left me three times now and you he has adopted once.” Heero frowned slightly upset by the thought; “He even fought against me in the second incident. So that is negative four for me and plus one for you.”
Jian shook his head and muttered, “You don’t understand. He picked me up on a whim. With you it takes time. It matters.”
Heero frowned shaking his head, “I don’t understand what you mean.”
Jian sighed and ground out frustrated, “You don’t understand. He used this room when he was thinking of you. When he was making decisions about you.” Heero’s eyebrows went up as he thought about it. Any serious decision that Wufei had to make that had to do with him was made in the library. Wufei would sit and stare off into the distance until he could reason what to do next. No… that couldn’t be true.
“You said that you saw him in here once before, when you were worried about him. When was that?”
“Well, yesterday obviously before he left…” Jian sniffled again. “Umm…and before you two went on that trip to Japan just a couple days before that…”
“Yes, but from before. When was the first time you saw him in here thinking?”
Jian sighed, “Two days before we first picked you up from the airport in the limousine. That was the first time he sat here for so long. Then the time before you were kicked out.”
Heero nodded and thought about the newfound knowledge. Apparently Wufei considered him in all of his actions more then any other aspect…something in that thought… made Heero smile slightly. “Alright Jian. Why don’t you continue with your studies?” The boy nodded solemnly. Heero reached out and placed his hand on Jian’s shoulder, “I promise you one thing though. I will bring Wufei back for you.”
As Jian left the room Heero caught himself starring out the window with his mind on Wufei. Heero shook all thoughts from his head and pulled his cell phone again to listen to the message that Une must have left.
‘Heero, I know you are angry right now, but I am calling to notify you that the there is now a standing offer by the Preventers agency to have you return to work. We really could use someone of your capabilities. Please come back soon.’
Heero closed the phone and looked out the window at the trees blowing in the wind. He had two options this time: to try and explore on his own and get to Wufei that way or to rejoin the Prevented agency and get through to him from that direction.
Either way he needed to stop Wufei before he gave up mobile suits to such a strong adversary.
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Heero had his duffle bag packed with his laptop in it, standing on the porch of the grand mansion. He had a bag with the stack of papers that had been printed on the companies that Wufei now controlled as well. He needed to analyze it at a later date.
All that was left was to decide what to do. Should he go back to the Preventers? Or strike out on his own?
Heero took out his phone and plugged in a familiar number and lifted it to his ear.
“Hello?” the voice said on the other end.
“Hello Relena.”
“Heero good to hear from you! What can I do for you?”
“You said you would do anything for me. Does that still stand?”
“Yes of course Heero!”
“I need a favor. Let me be your bodyguard.”
“Well… I don’t know. Wufei-”
Heero’s eyes widened… “Relena…Please.”
“Alright Heero. I’ll send a limo to pick you up. My bodyguard needs to ride in style.”
“Thank you.” He hung up quickly and started down the long driveway, leaving the mansion behind him. Wufei always took the time to think about him in a situation. Heero decided to give him the same. The most important part was what you always spent the most time on, whether it was mission preparation or his Gundam’s repairs.
Wufei was worth the time. And he would get to the bottom of all this no matter how long it took. Just to see him again, talk to him again, and work with him again, because Wufei was worth it.
Author: Silverserpent
Pairings: 1x5
Rating: R
Warnings: yaoi, slash, swearing
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. If you are not 18 you should not be reading this. You have been warned.
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Ch23
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Heero rose slowly from his bed and stared at the beige walls of his room. He needed to think. Think about his next move. He was currently alone, other than Jian and a bodyguard for the boy, residing in the huge mansion. Wufei had left. Heero had a bruised wrist to prove it after his weak attempt to keep Wufei around right before Wufei twisted his wrist and walked out the door.
He was alone. Again.
This time the only option he had was to figure out what he wanted to do with himself. There was no option to rejoin the Preventers, and no option to rejoin Wufei, especially when he did not know where Wufei went. Heero sighed and got out of his bed, stretching fully before heading to the shower. He stripped off his boxers and stepped in relaxing under the hot spray.
He wasn’t as panicked as he was the last time he was let go. Maybe being let go before was what helped him now to maintain some semblance of calm. Or perhaps because instinctively he already knew what he had to do next. He had to get to Wufei. There was something that Wufei had not told him…some reason for him to give up mobile suits so easily.
How Wufei was going to be doing it was going to be interesting considering that the factories reconstructing the suits were under constant and strict observation by the Preventers.
Heero shut the water off and stepped out, grabbing a towel. It was time to figure out what the hell Wufei was up too.
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Heero, armed with his laptop, headed to the main computer banks in the locked hall again. Wufei hadn’t shut him out with new passwords, which made his morning easier. Booting up his laptop he returned to the program he had started from the last time he had been kicked out to search for links in Wufei’s business conquering. He began the search program for Wufei’s business take-overs and devoted one of the printers in the media room for it. That way he could still gather current information on Wufei to follow his moves and past information on his business acquisitions that would have doomed DCI.
Heero paused. Now what to do? He needed records of the next shipments of mobile suits. Where they were going or when they were being manufactured. Only the DCI database had that sort of information. Time to hack.
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Two hours later the next shipment dates and statistics were in his hands. So far the files produced results that were all legitimate… then again it wasn’t hard to change records. They had done it so many times during the war to Oz’s database.
Heero needed to reevaluate his plan. Cong had left to go with Wufei sometime last night. Heero knew this because the last of the three calls he made to Wufei’s cell phone Cong picked up and stated, “Please do not call again.”
Heero also attempted to set up an appointment with him through his secretary at DCI. She informed him it would be impossible to set up a meeting any time in the next year.
Apparently Wufei would not be taking his phone calls or seeing him. He doubted Quatre would be able to help him in this situation. Especially since he was the one that contacted Heero earlier in the day to inform him that there was a short press release this morning from Wufei’s company that his bodyguard had been let go for undisclosed reasons.
Heero sighed and wandered out of the hall towards the kitchen. He was hungry and there was no point of starving himself. Heero started rooting through the fridge when his phone started vibrating on his hip. He reached for it and glanced at the screen…
Une.
He flipped it open, holding it to his ear. “Heero? It’s Une.”
“What do you want?”
“I would like to offer you your position back.” Heero frowned. Une said she would refuse to readmit him until Wufei said it would be all right; Wufei must have called her.
Heero felt a surge of anger flow through him at the entire situation, “Check the records. I’m deceased.” And hung up the phone.
Heero frowned, but ignored the phone again when Une called back again a minute later. He now had another option if he wanted, a life back in adrenaline pumping field missions, but then again…would he be able to track down Wufei? He would have closer access to the mobile suit factories, so he would be able to keep an eye for Demetri’s shipment. It was something to think about…
Heero heard the door opening behind him and turned. Jian was standing in the doorway looking at Heero, just starring. Heero frowned; the kid usually had some spunk in him, enough to pester him at least. He nodded to him.
The kid moved quickly running over to him, wrapping his arms around Heero’s waist pushing his face into Heero’s stomach. Heero didn’t know what to do. Jian was hugging him, clinging really. “Jian?”
The boy pulled back a foot and stared up in Heero’s eyes. “He is really gone isn’t he?”
“It appears so. But I doubt he would abandon you. Just me. Don’t worry.”
Suddenly Jian burst into tears, bawling “HE WOULD ABANDON ME, BEFORE HE WOULD ABANDON YOU!” Heero’s eyes went wide. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do with a crying boy. He had no experience with this. The kid wiped his running nose with his hand. Perhaps get him out of the kitchen first; this was just unsanitary.
Heero put a hand on Jian’s back and steered him into the library down the hall. He had him sit on the couch and handed him a pillow to hug, so he wouldn’t be attacked again. Heero found tissues sitting on a table in the corner of the room and brought them for Jian to use.
The boy took the box as he was clutching the pillow to him. Heero sat there not doing anything; he didn’t know what he to do anyways. Jian had calmed down enough from his short outburst to sit back into the couch and sniffle a little.
“Your wrong, you know. He would leave me before he would leave you. He’s known you longer.”
Heero nodded, “That may be, but he has already left me three times now and you he has adopted once.” Heero frowned slightly upset by the thought; “He even fought against me in the second incident. So that is negative four for me and plus one for you.”
Jian shook his head and muttered, “You don’t understand. He picked me up on a whim. With you it takes time. It matters.”
Heero frowned shaking his head, “I don’t understand what you mean.”
Jian sighed and ground out frustrated, “You don’t understand. He used this room when he was thinking of you. When he was making decisions about you.” Heero’s eyebrows went up as he thought about it. Any serious decision that Wufei had to make that had to do with him was made in the library. Wufei would sit and stare off into the distance until he could reason what to do next. No… that couldn’t be true.
“You said that you saw him in here once before, when you were worried about him. When was that?”
“Well, yesterday obviously before he left…” Jian sniffled again. “Umm…and before you two went on that trip to Japan just a couple days before that…”
“Yes, but from before. When was the first time you saw him in here thinking?”
Jian sighed, “Two days before we first picked you up from the airport in the limousine. That was the first time he sat here for so long. Then the time before you were kicked out.”
Heero nodded and thought about the newfound knowledge. Apparently Wufei considered him in all of his actions more then any other aspect…something in that thought… made Heero smile slightly. “Alright Jian. Why don’t you continue with your studies?” The boy nodded solemnly. Heero reached out and placed his hand on Jian’s shoulder, “I promise you one thing though. I will bring Wufei back for you.”
As Jian left the room Heero caught himself starring out the window with his mind on Wufei. Heero shook all thoughts from his head and pulled his cell phone again to listen to the message that Une must have left.
‘Heero, I know you are angry right now, but I am calling to notify you that the there is now a standing offer by the Preventers agency to have you return to work. We really could use someone of your capabilities. Please come back soon.’
Heero closed the phone and looked out the window at the trees blowing in the wind. He had two options this time: to try and explore on his own and get to Wufei that way or to rejoin the Prevented agency and get through to him from that direction.
Either way he needed to stop Wufei before he gave up mobile suits to such a strong adversary.
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Heero had his duffle bag packed with his laptop in it, standing on the porch of the grand mansion. He had a bag with the stack of papers that had been printed on the companies that Wufei now controlled as well. He needed to analyze it at a later date.
All that was left was to decide what to do. Should he go back to the Preventers? Or strike out on his own?
Heero took out his phone and plugged in a familiar number and lifted it to his ear.
“Hello?” the voice said on the other end.
“Hello Relena.”
“Heero good to hear from you! What can I do for you?”
“You said you would do anything for me. Does that still stand?”
“Yes of course Heero!”
“I need a favor. Let me be your bodyguard.”
“Well… I don’t know. Wufei-”
Heero’s eyes widened… “Relena…Please.”
“Alright Heero. I’ll send a limo to pick you up. My bodyguard needs to ride in style.”
“Thank you.” He hung up quickly and started down the long driveway, leaving the mansion behind him. Wufei always took the time to think about him in a situation. Heero decided to give him the same. The most important part was what you always spent the most time on, whether it was mission preparation or his Gundam’s repairs.
Wufei was worth the time. And he would get to the bottom of all this no matter how long it took. Just to see him again, talk to him again, and work with him again, because Wufei was worth it.