Back at the Peacecraft Palace***
*** Duo grinned evilly as he finished copying the contents of the tape to the computer in front of him. He needed to make quick work of this. Although he had successfully disabled the device that monitored all of the doings on his computer and led directly to Zech's room,
www.loveinacar.org was waiting.
Just as he was about to press the button that would send the tape to the homepage, he heard the familiar sound of a gun's safety being disengaged. Lifting his hands (and dreading it was Heero), he turned in the revolving chair with pale features.
His hands dropped to his sides, jaw slacking. "Oh my God... This isn't what it looks like, Trowa..."
Trowa raised the eyebrow that wasn't covered by his hair and nudged the gun in his direction. "Hand me the tape, Maxwell. I'm taking you to Une and Noin. Now."
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Relena ran frantically -- or what seemed frantically only to her -- out of the parliament building and into the parking lot. Of course, he would be out by the car. Why would he want to wait inside for an eternity? It all made sense.
What didn't make sense was that he was gripping the driver by the throat and muttering barely audible threats to the still man. Unable to see who the driver was but prepared to make immediate apologies to him, Relena began to dash to the limo.
"Heero! Don't! Let him..." When Relena was close enough to see who the driver was she gasped. Preventer Chang was scowling ominously at the object of her desire. Each man held a gun directed at the other, though she wasn't able to tell who was defending himself.
"Wufei?" she asked in disbelief. "Heero?"
Heero's eyes darted to hers, and the blue slashed into her, colder than the Arctic Ocean. "What do you want, Relena?"
Her heart shredded and fell in pieces to his feet.
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Gundam Girl: That's me, guys. Take it on, I want to know what happens, k?