FIC: When Spies have Interesting Assignments [Gundam Wing, Heero & Middie & Trowa & Relena]
Title: When Spies have Interesting Assignments
Author: Omnicat v''v
Rating: K+ / PG
Genre: Humor
Spoilers & Desirable Foreknowledge: The series proper and Episode Zero.
Warnings: Rampant bisexuality. Spelling Preventors with an ‘o’.
Pairings: Hints of established Heero Yuy x Relena Darlian and Trowa Barton x Quatre Winner, past Trowa Barton x Middie Une and currently one-sided Middie Une x Catherine Bloom.
Disclaimer: Me no claim, you no sue. That okay?
Summary: Relena peered at the laptop. "Who’s she?" "An old acquaintance of Trowa’s." "Should I bring my hostage negotiation voice?" "I doubt it." Heero crinkled his nose. "But Trowa seems to think so."
Author’s Note: I... seem to be making this up as I go. This is somewhat unsettling. Hm.
When Spies have Interesting Assignents
Heero,
I want to ask you a favour. One of the Preventors on the scene for tonight’s event is called Middie Une. She and I have a bit of a history together. Could you keep an eye on her for the evening and tell me what you think?
- Trowa
Grunting a little in the back of his throat, Heero opened a few more windows and started typing, reading, typing some more. Relena came in and sat down next to him on the bed, putting the finishing touch on her appearance with a pair of earrings that matched her gown.
"Who’s she?" she asked, peering at the laptop.
"An old acquaintance of Trowa’s."
"Should I bring my hostage negotiation voice?"
"I doubt it." Heero crinkled his nose. "But Trowa seems to think so."
"Agent Une, this is agent Yuy. Please report to me at the rear balcony."
"Agent Yuy, this is agent Une. I’m on my way there."
Strictly speaking, she wasn’t supposed to leave her post. But Heero Yuy was part of the private security detail of one of the most important guests of the evening and somehow managed to outrank everyone she’d served under in the three months she’d been with the Preventor agency thus far, despite not answering to anyone in said organization. Besides, she didn’t think commander Po would mind. Yuy and Sally apparently knew each other personally.
As the only scandal to have marred ESUN’s immensely popular Vice Foreign Minister’s saint-like record since the day her would-be-genocidal older brother had kicked the bucket, employee slash lover slash potential gold digger Heero Yuy’s face regularly graced the tabloids. Speculation about pretty much every part of his life and person was rife and the stories varied widely, but there was one thing everybody seemed to agree on: the VFM’s ‘personal bodyguard’ was an extremely dedicated man.
Heero Yuy was also a man who got straight to the point, and for that Middie instantly liked him.
He held up a slip of paper for her to read and said: "You mind telling me what’s going on?"
No interrogations, no listening in. It was almost a relief.
Emphasis on almost.
"Not again." Her eyes rolled themselves of their own accord; she had a feeling she knew what was going to be in the note. And yep, it was. Middie rolled her eyes again just for good measure. "Oh, come on. I finally decide to stop feeling sorry for myself and do something with my life, and what happens? I land myself right smack in the middle of the social circle of the guy that’s at the root of all the issues I’m trying to leave behind me."
Heero Yuy leaned back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and a ‘do explain’ expression on his face. Middie pinched the bridge of her nose and launched herself into yet another rendition of what had happened when they were kids.
"I don’t get it." she ended dejectedly. "I thought we’d talked it out, but every time I come across an old acquaintance of his he pulls something like this. And you know what the worst part is? At least half of them have done the exact same thing I did. He’s friends with this couple who met while one was infiltrating the other’s unit, and then the other went and stole information from yet another party. One of his buddies at the agency joined up with the Bartons during the Mariemeia uprising, and when I dig into the Preventor records for his files, what do I see? Trowa is listed as an freaking infiltration expert! How is what I did so much worse? I was just trying to feed my family. I don't expect him to ever really trust me, but the least he could do is stop acting like I’m harbouring some personal grudge and came back to slaughter everyone with a rusty axe."
"That’s what happens in war. Once it’s happened there’s nothing you can do about it but move forward and work toward better things. Trowa knows that." Yuy said philosophically. Middie thought he must have picked it up from the VFM, and wondered briefly about the guy’s sex life.
"So he says, but it sure doesn’t look like it."
Suddenly Yuy pointed over her shoulder. "Do you see that guy over there?"
She turned and squinted. "Representative Winner? Of the L4 cluster?"
"That’s the one. For almost as long as I’ve known them, he and Trowa have been each other’s best friends - more, even."
A mercenary turned circus performer and one of the most wealthy and influential public figures in the colonies? That was like saying palm trees thrived on tundras. But there was something that sounded even more out of place.
"Wait, you’re saying Trowa likes guys?"
"Trowa likes Quatre. I wouldn’t know about his preferences otherwise, I’m not among them." Yuy shrugged carelessly. "But take a wild guess as to what the worst thing Quatre ever did to Trowa is."
"Sic a barber on him? I dunno, but I’m willing to bet he never stabbed him in the back."
"No. He shot him in the face."
Middie’s mouth fell open.
"Blew Trowa’s MS right to pieces, with Trowa still inside it. We didn’t find out he’d survived until weeks later, when a friend found him at the circus with all his memories gone."
"Geeze." Middie took a minute to let that sink in, momentarily stunned, and then threw her hands in the air. "So what am I doing wrong?"
"Either he needs a shrink, you need to leave, or it’s something you’ve overlooked."
"Like what? He says he believes that I’m not here to bring down the Preventors, or do him in, or even repeat what I did back then with his sister."
"Wait - repeat what?"
Middie gesticulated awkwardly. "‘Pretend’ to fall in love with him and then basically leaving him as the sole survivor of a massacre."
"You didn’t pretend?"
"...no."
"Did he reciprocate?"
"...I don’t think so?"
Yuy raised an eyebrow at her. Middie’s mind started working so fast she soon decided that she needed a drink. Meanwhile, a woman was weaving and ducking her way toward them in an impressive display of covert people-chess. Middie recognized her as his minister lover, Relena Darlian, when Yuy suddenly stood up straight and straightened his tie.
"I’d start with that." he said over his shoulder, already on his way.
PSAN: Hm, indeed. Not that this isn’t loads of fun, but still.
Spies Of Our Lives
Middie Une shows up out of nowhere and enlists with the Preventers. Paranoia ensues. Or it would, if Trowa had any say in it.
When Spies meet Howard’s Hawaiian, and Its Namesake
When Spies have Job Interviews
When Spies meet their Karmic Twins
When Spies have Boring Assignments
When Spies meet Wise Old Masters
When Spies have Interesting Assignments
When Spies meet No-One. In Fact, This Never Happened
When Spies have Days Off
When Spies meet the No-Nonsense, Unimpressed Truth
When Spies have Family Outings
When Spies meet Relatives for Rent
When Spies have Utterly Bizarre Assignments
When Spies meet the Undead Doctor
When Spies have No Good, Very Bad Days
When Spies meet the Ghost of Love Disasters Past
When Spies have Reconciliation, Finally!
When Spies meet Their Ever After
Author: Omnicat v''v
Rating: K+ / PG
Genre: Humor
Spoilers & Desirable Foreknowledge: The series proper and Episode Zero.
Warnings: Rampant bisexuality. Spelling Preventors with an ‘o’.
Pairings: Hints of established Heero Yuy x Relena Darlian and Trowa Barton x Quatre Winner, past Trowa Barton x Middie Une and currently one-sided Middie Une x Catherine Bloom.
Disclaimer: Me no claim, you no sue. That okay?
Summary: Relena peered at the laptop. "Who’s she?" "An old acquaintance of Trowa’s." "Should I bring my hostage negotiation voice?" "I doubt it." Heero crinkled his nose. "But Trowa seems to think so."
Author’s Note: I... seem to be making this up as I go. This is somewhat unsettling. Hm.
When Spies have Interesting Assignents
Heero,
I want to ask you a favour. One of the Preventors on the scene for tonight’s event is called Middie Une. She and I have a bit of a history together. Could you keep an eye on her for the evening and tell me what you think?
- Trowa
Grunting a little in the back of his throat, Heero opened a few more windows and started typing, reading, typing some more. Relena came in and sat down next to him on the bed, putting the finishing touch on her appearance with a pair of earrings that matched her gown.
"Who’s she?" she asked, peering at the laptop.
"An old acquaintance of Trowa’s."
"Should I bring my hostage negotiation voice?"
"I doubt it." Heero crinkled his nose. "But Trowa seems to think so."
"Agent Une, this is agent Yuy. Please report to me at the rear balcony."
"Agent Yuy, this is agent Une. I’m on my way there."
Strictly speaking, she wasn’t supposed to leave her post. But Heero Yuy was part of the private security detail of one of the most important guests of the evening and somehow managed to outrank everyone she’d served under in the three months she’d been with the Preventor agency thus far, despite not answering to anyone in said organization. Besides, she didn’t think commander Po would mind. Yuy and Sally apparently knew each other personally.
As the only scandal to have marred ESUN’s immensely popular Vice Foreign Minister’s saint-like record since the day her would-be-genocidal older brother had kicked the bucket, employee slash lover slash potential gold digger Heero Yuy’s face regularly graced the tabloids. Speculation about pretty much every part of his life and person was rife and the stories varied widely, but there was one thing everybody seemed to agree on: the VFM’s ‘personal bodyguard’ was an extremely dedicated man.
Heero Yuy was also a man who got straight to the point, and for that Middie instantly liked him.
He held up a slip of paper for her to read and said: "You mind telling me what’s going on?"
No interrogations, no listening in. It was almost a relief.
Emphasis on almost.
"Not again." Her eyes rolled themselves of their own accord; she had a feeling she knew what was going to be in the note. And yep, it was. Middie rolled her eyes again just for good measure. "Oh, come on. I finally decide to stop feeling sorry for myself and do something with my life, and what happens? I land myself right smack in the middle of the social circle of the guy that’s at the root of all the issues I’m trying to leave behind me."
Heero Yuy leaned back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and a ‘do explain’ expression on his face. Middie pinched the bridge of her nose and launched herself into yet another rendition of what had happened when they were kids.
"I don’t get it." she ended dejectedly. "I thought we’d talked it out, but every time I come across an old acquaintance of his he pulls something like this. And you know what the worst part is? At least half of them have done the exact same thing I did. He’s friends with this couple who met while one was infiltrating the other’s unit, and then the other went and stole information from yet another party. One of his buddies at the agency joined up with the Bartons during the Mariemeia uprising, and when I dig into the Preventor records for his files, what do I see? Trowa is listed as an freaking infiltration expert! How is what I did so much worse? I was just trying to feed my family. I don't expect him to ever really trust me, but the least he could do is stop acting like I’m harbouring some personal grudge and came back to slaughter everyone with a rusty axe."
"That’s what happens in war. Once it’s happened there’s nothing you can do about it but move forward and work toward better things. Trowa knows that." Yuy said philosophically. Middie thought he must have picked it up from the VFM, and wondered briefly about the guy’s sex life.
"So he says, but it sure doesn’t look like it."
Suddenly Yuy pointed over her shoulder. "Do you see that guy over there?"
She turned and squinted. "Representative Winner? Of the L4 cluster?"
"That’s the one. For almost as long as I’ve known them, he and Trowa have been each other’s best friends - more, even."
A mercenary turned circus performer and one of the most wealthy and influential public figures in the colonies? That was like saying palm trees thrived on tundras. But there was something that sounded even more out of place.
"Wait, you’re saying Trowa likes guys?"
"Trowa likes Quatre. I wouldn’t know about his preferences otherwise, I’m not among them." Yuy shrugged carelessly. "But take a wild guess as to what the worst thing Quatre ever did to Trowa is."
"Sic a barber on him? I dunno, but I’m willing to bet he never stabbed him in the back."
"No. He shot him in the face."
Middie’s mouth fell open.
"Blew Trowa’s MS right to pieces, with Trowa still inside it. We didn’t find out he’d survived until weeks later, when a friend found him at the circus with all his memories gone."
"Geeze." Middie took a minute to let that sink in, momentarily stunned, and then threw her hands in the air. "So what am I doing wrong?"
"Either he needs a shrink, you need to leave, or it’s something you’ve overlooked."
"Like what? He says he believes that I’m not here to bring down the Preventors, or do him in, or even repeat what I did back then with his sister."
"Wait - repeat what?"
Middie gesticulated awkwardly. "‘Pretend’ to fall in love with him and then basically leaving him as the sole survivor of a massacre."
"You didn’t pretend?"
"...no."
"Did he reciprocate?"
"...I don’t think so?"
Yuy raised an eyebrow at her. Middie’s mind started working so fast she soon decided that she needed a drink. Meanwhile, a woman was weaving and ducking her way toward them in an impressive display of covert people-chess. Middie recognized her as his minister lover, Relena Darlian, when Yuy suddenly stood up straight and straightened his tie.
"I’d start with that." he said over his shoulder, already on his way.
PSAN: Hm, indeed. Not that this isn’t loads of fun, but still.
Spies Of Our Lives
Middie Une shows up out of nowhere and enlists with the Preventers. Paranoia ensues. Or it would, if Trowa had any say in it.
When Spies meet Howard’s Hawaiian, and Its Namesake
When Spies have Job Interviews
When Spies meet their Karmic Twins
When Spies have Boring Assignments
When Spies meet Wise Old Masters
When Spies have Interesting Assignments
When Spies meet No-One. In Fact, This Never Happened
When Spies have Days Off
When Spies meet the No-Nonsense, Unimpressed Truth
When Spies have Family Outings
When Spies meet Relatives for Rent
When Spies have Utterly Bizarre Assignments
When Spies meet the Undead Doctor
When Spies have No Good, Very Bad Days
When Spies meet the Ghost of Love Disasters Past
When Spies have Reconciliation, Finally!
When Spies meet Their Ever After