Blissful Ignorance

~Santa Cruz, California~

Heero Yuy sat up with a gasp, his eyes wide. The night was unnaturally cool for the California coast, a breeze blew through the open window. Heero swung his legs over the side of the bed and pressed his hands to his eyes, trying to block out whatever the dream had shown him. Heero groaned and flopped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. That's when he saw his pillow tremble.

Heero rolled over and stuck his hand in the pillow. He extracted the still vibrating phone. Heero flipped the cover open and looked at the screen:

PREVENTER'S HEADQUARTERS

flashed across it. Heero sighed and put the phone to his ear.

"What do you want?" Heero asked, not in the mood to pretend to be polilte.

"Hello," a smooth and undenibly male voice replied.

Heero started and his eyes narrowed.

"Who is this?" Heero asked.

"Wrong question," the voice said and in the background Heero heard a muffled scream. "Care to try again?"

"What do you want?" Heero asked again.

"I want to talk," came the response, "are you awake enough for that?"

"Yes," Heero said firmly.

"Good, then I want you to follow my instructions very very carefully, understood?" the voice paused. "Don't answer that. Go to the door, your front door."

Heero walked down his hallway, his feet not making a sound on the wooden floor. He walked to his door.

"Good, now open it," the voice said. Heero unlocked the door and pulled it open, his muscles very tense ready for anything. Lying on the ground was a plain black package. "You see the package? Bend down and pick it up."

Heero picked it up, trying to see if there was anything more suspicious about the package. It was un-naturally light, especially considering it was so thick.

"Open it."

Heero realized the box wasn't sealed in any way, shape or form. The lid lifted off easily to reveal inside. Heero stared. Lying folded neatlyl was a suit, fitted for a small boy. Heasitantly Heero reached out and gently touched the fabric. The suit was slightly bloodstained and frayed.

"Now you understand."

There was a click followed by a dial tone. Heero shut the phone, his eyes never leaving the suit. He lifted it out, his eyes suddenly narrowing. There was a part on the vest that was harder than the rest. Heero ripped it with a quick movement and pulled out a small microchip. He got to his feet picking up the box and walked his computer. He slipped the microchip into the drive and leaned foward.

The face on the computer was one that Heero recignized easily: Odin Lowe.

"Hello boy," Odin said with a lazy grin. "Well if you're watching this then you've gotten farther than I thought you would--but then again those louses might have helped you along the way. I'm not going to waste time on formalities because there really isn't that much of a point considering I'm probably dead and you're probably traumatized, most likely by one of
them. So now, I'm going to do you one last favor--an intervention, a way for redemption. Here's what you do--find the man behind the mask, you know who I'm talking about. He's one of them. You convince him to help and he'll give you the next clue, good luck kid."

The message went blank and Heero stared at the computer for an instant before Odin's face flickered back on the screen.

"And if you're wondering why you should do this I'll tell you: if you find what I'm leading you too, you'll find where you came from which knowing you, is probably still haunting you."

This time the message didn't just turn off, it blew up and Heero had just enough time to throw himself out of the way. Heero glanced at the blackened wall where his computer was.

Find the man behind the mask

"Zechs," Heero growled, his fists clenching.

Interesting ^_^ this has certainly caught my curiosity. I hope to see more chapters up soon!

Morganeth

Interesting ^_^ this has certainly caught my curiosity. I hope to see more chapters up soon!

ditto! ^-^

Ahh! I like! Finish this! *Puss-In-Boots eyes* Will you finish it for such an adorable little kitty?

What happens next? What happens next? Me likey! What happens next?

Please...Continue...

~New York City, New York State~

The subway station was now abandoned as most subway stations were. It's once bustling corridors and tunnels were now silent and dead. Standing in the middle of a marble room with high arched ceilings was a man.

He was dressed in a dark red shirt, black blazer and black slacks. His boots were made of well worked leather and were a deep black with traces of red in them. The colors suited his tan skin and brown hair suprisingly well. Right now he was wearing black sunglasses, even though he was indoors. The frames wrapped around his eyes hiding what he was thinking.

His head was cocked at an angle as he spoke on the small silver cell phone.

~Captial of the Sanq Kingdom~

The helicopter hummed on top of the building, ready for flight. Both the helicopter and the launch pad were emblazed with the seal of the Sanq Kingdom. The Prime Minister of the Sanq Kingdom stepped onto the roof of the building. He stopped briefly and looked around at the bustling Capital City of the kingdom he had worked so hard to rebuild.

?Sir? We must go,? said his bodyguard, a note of urgency creeping into his voice. The Prime Minister nodded and walked to the helicopter. ?The Prime Minister is on the move, repeat the Prime Minister is on the move.? The bodyguard ducked into the helicopter after the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister?s movements remained natural and graceful, even when he saw Heero Yuy sitting across from him in the helicopter. His bodyguard slid in beside him but didn?t show any surprise at seeing Heero Yuy.

?Hello Zechs,? Heero said, his voice neutral.

?You always were unable to let go of the past,? Millardo said easing back into the seat. ?So, what brings you to my helicopter??

?Curiosity,? Heero said, his eyes never leaving Millardo?s.

?About what?? Millardo asked, his face never giving away any of his confusion.

?Last night I received a phone call. He directed me to a package that contained a microchip. When I played it, it was a message from Odin Lowe. He told me to find someone?a man behind a mask?and they would direct me to another person,? Heero said, trying not to think of how incredibly stupid that sounded.

?Well, while I will admit that the ?mask? message does fit me, I never knew Odin Lowe except in the news,? Millardo said, ?and I don?t know of anyone who did.?

Heero stared at Millardo, his heart sinking. He turned to look at Millardo?s bodyguard. Trowa Barton stared back at him through half-closed eyes that still seemed to take in everything. Trowa turned his head slightly to look at Heero.

He seriously regretted taking this job now. It was only a temporary assignment from Lady Une but he loathed playing body guard to anyone.

"What about you?" Heero asked Trowa, "you did work with mercenaries didn't you?"

"Mercenaries don't associate with assasins," Trowa said calmly, "the two loath each other and meet only if they want to kill one another."

"Heero," Millardo said slowly, "did you question Maxwell yet?"

"Duo?" Heero asked, his eyes widening slightly.

"He was part of the Sweepers," Trowa reasoned, impressed slightly that Millardo had made the connection. "It couldn't hurt to ask."

Heero didn't want to say it, but he had a very bad feeling that bringing up Duo's past was not a good idea. Especially not the Sweeper Group that Duo had been part of. He knew Duo was a happy, joking kind of guy, but Heero always felt there was something sad about his friend--

Heero cut his thoughts off with a snap. Something sad beneath the happy ]mask that Duo wore. Without another thought, Heero opened the door to the helecopter and jumped out, opening the ultra thin parachute he had strapped on immediately. Trowa calmly closed the door and leaned back against the wall, counting the minuets until he was back at the circus.

~ESUN Capital City, Earth~

Relena Darlian-Peacecraft sat looking at the files in front of her, once again wondering what had possesed the Sphere Senate to instate the Peace Week. Peace Week which officially started in tomorrow and was designed to stop the wars that were once again threatening the ESUN. Seven days of non-stop conferencing were going to test all the political training she had.

What really worried her was the Peace Ball at the end. As far as she was concerned, the Peace Ball was asking--no begging--for an attack of some kind. Prime Ministers, leaders, almost anyone worth assasinating would be there. Relena felt the famliar knot in her stomach as she thought of it.

"Ms. President, Preventer Barton just called and said the Prime Minister of the Sanq Kingdom will be arriving shortly," the voice of Relena's secretary called in.

"Thank you," Relena said, "the helepad I assume?"

"Yes Ms. President."

Relena pushed herself back from her chair and walked over to the elevator. She hit the button for the roof and stepped back, allowing two men to step into the elevator with her. They rode up in silence. The doors opened just as Millardo's helecopter touched down. Trowa jumped down first and pulled open the doors. Millardo jumped after him. The two kept their heads low as the ran away from the helecopter which lifted off right after them.

"Millardo!" Relena cried joyfully and ran to her brother, hugging him tightly. He returned the hug and spun Relena around like she was a child.

"Prime Minister, Ms. President, we must get inside now," one of the bodyguards said. The siblings nodded and ducked inside followed by the other guard and Trowa. Soon they were inside Relena's office with the guards outside.

"I had a visit today," Millardo said finally, "from Heero Yuy--he was inside my helecopter."

"Really?" Relena asked, her voice not wavering. She also found her heart wasn't beating as fast as it used too when someone spoke of him. "What did he want?"

Millardo ran a hand through his hair.

"I honestly don't know," Millardo said, "but it has something to do with assasins."

Relena's heart jumped into her throat and she clutched at her heart. Millardo looked at her with sudden concern--right before she crumpled over her desk.

that was interesting..I wanna know what Heero is up to..and what was that about Duo's past?...Keep writing

wheres the rest of it! its to good not to finish....whats up with heero and duo's pasts.....am very curious as to how this ends.....

this is getting good...Hey what happened to Relena?