The braided boy was on his way to the gate, when he saw Heero standing there. Was he waiting for someone?... For him? Duo smiled.

"Morning, Hee-chan? What brings you here?" Duo asked, grinning at the cobalt eyed boy who joined him on his way through the school yard.

Heero kept his look on the way, but answer. "I'm here to study."

"That wasn't what I asked." Duo's voice sounded playful, but to Heero, it carried a lot of seriousness.

The Perfect Soldier stop. Duo, noticing it, stop and turn back.

A blue gaze set on the braided boy.

"Want to know why?... I'm planning on going to the library at break." without any other word, the cobalt eyed pilot left.

But Duo was less than surprised.

"Our first date, huh? Gee, I wonder what I will wear!" the boy smile as he watched the dark haired boy walk away and disappear between the students.

~~~In the hall.~~~

The tall green-eyed boy was fixing his books. Another day on this mission, and still nothing... Only that strange boy called Wu Fei. Trowa remember himself that he had to study him. After that, on nothing but graceful movements, he took his books, close his locker and turn around, just to meet with the blond angel who was walking in.

Trowa nearly smirk at Quatre's expression when their eyes met. The blond Arabian practically jumped from the sight of the gorgeous tall green eyed boy (too much adjetives, ne?) , then tried to smile, but his cheeks were flushed and his smile fainted.

Quatre couldn't believe what was happening to him... It just never did. That green eyed boy was doing something to him... Whenever he met with those green eyes, his world went all crazy and everything in his mind was just... Gone with the Wind.

"Ah... Um... Hi!" Quatre found his tongue jerking around.

After a whole day practicing how he would act, Quatre found himself completely in blank, making a complete fool of himself.

Trowa smirked.

"Hi." he replied with his calm, but oh so sexy voice.

There... Quatre was blushing again. He looked at the floor, trying to evade those green lasers shooting at him and wonder if it was him, or if the room was getting hot.

"Ah-blue-lan-blu-lem-ble..." Quatre slapped his forehead, for his first attempt to say something, only to have his tongue fail him.

Trowa looked at him with a confused stare. What kind of dialect was that? From his mercenary skills he knew it was definitely NOT Arabian. "Huh?" he asked. A chuckle escaped him as he asked. He knew that the whole scene the blond was making in front of him was because of his presence and that was so funny.

Quatre rubbed his head completely embarrassed. "No... Nothing... I gotta go to my classroom... " he said trying to escape.

"Will you mind if I go with you?" Trowa's hidden eye poked out of his secret hideout that was those large unibangs.

Quatre quickly yelled. "No!... I mean, you don't have to!... I mean... It's not I don't want to be with you it just that... You make me nervous and... No! No! It's not like you make me nervous... But I... I do like your company... Oh. Allah! What am I saying?"

Quatre buried his face in his books.

"You were saying... " Trowa added. " Yes?"

Quatre look up at the taller boy and smiled.

"Yes... maybe it was that." he said and smiled again.

Both boys walked off. As Quatre walked to his room, in company of the handsome tall boy, he smile to himself. He really didn't regret every time he was with Trowa... He might make a fool of himself... But who cared when his heart beat a thousand beats per hour and hormones let out such an intoxicating substance on his body that make him feel as if he was walking in heaven.

The blonde's blue eyes were locked on Trowa's serious face as he walked. Suddenly... WHAPS!

"You OK?" the tall boy looked down at the little boy on the floor.

Quatre stood up and giggled nervously. "Sure! Sure!"

Ah! Maybe not everything around him was like heaven!

Trowa bend his slim body to pick up Quatre's books. He found something curious, some kind of blue prints of a strange Gundam (Sandrock). He opened the notebook and took a better look at them. The Gundam weapons that looked like two knives or something like that.

Quatre finally picked up all his notebooks and turned to look at Trowa. His heart stopped beating as he saw the boy looking at the blue prints that Dr. O had given to him to improve his control of his Gundam.

"Ah! That's just some crazy drawings!" Quatre pulled the notebook away from Trowa.

Trowa's sweet emerald eyes looked a little startled and suspicious.

Quatre smiled as he placed the notebook between his arms, where his other notebooks were.

"I always make these kind of silly drawings." Quatre lied and tried to cover it with a nervous giggle.

"Really?... " the green eyed boy replied. "Maybe you should show me later."

"S...sure... No problem." Why has Trowa�s attitude toward him changed. Had he done something wrong... What was wrong with the Gundam blue prints?... Could it be... No... No way.

~~~At the library.~~~

Duo walked in. He smirked as he realized the place was deserted. Nothing but a whole bunch of book shelves, some tables, few computers, and an odd old librarian.

"Hi, beautiful lady." Duo set his hunter violet eyes on the old lady and smiled in the most charming way. "Have you seen a young man with killer cobalt eyes?"

The woman stared at Duo smiling. Duo kept smiling until he got tired of waiting for the answer that never came.

"So???" once again Duo smile at the lady and waved his hand, trying to get the old lady out of whatever trance she was in.

"Oh!" The woman exclaimed, and then reached for something that looked like a fake ear and put it on. She then turn back to Duo and smiled at him. "Sorry, son... What did you say?"

Duo turned his eyes. "I asked if you had seen a young man with a stony face and cobalt blue eyes?"

"Ah! Yes! Yes!" the woman replied and smiled. "He went over there... " she pointed in the direction of the back. "He has stony face, right?"

"That was what I just... " Duo groan in resignation. "Just forget it!"

The old woman smiled in agreement, and return to her work. Duo noticed how she placed her fake ear back in the table.

"Stupid deaf bitch." Duo mumbled beneath his breath.

The woman looks up from her work at Duo, who smiled innocently at her.

The braided boy left in the direction the woman had indicated to him.

~~~Somewhere in the library.~~~

Duo walk in. The place was a little dark. The light bulb needed to be changed and there was nothing but candles to light. Duo sigh.

"All right... so you want to play hide and seak... " replied the braided boy, "Fine... But I must warn you, I'm a good seaker..."

The braided boy started looking behind the shelves. The silence started to get annoying. A person like Duo needed to be listening voices, no matter if it was his own.

"You have a strange taste, Heero Yuy... " said Duo as he pass by the enormous books shelves. "A library..." his steps were silent, but graceful like the ones of a panter." with no one, but a deaf old lady..." added the chestnut haired boy. "What an interesting place for a... meeting." Duo turn his violet eyes playfully. " I wonder what kind of reunion is this."

Duo stop as he felt a familiar object press against one side of his head. A gun. Dark like the night.

"Let's just say... that it is a farewell party." Heero's ice voice send shivers to the braided boy.

"Farewell?... But we have just met!" exclaim the Amarican. Always joking, that's Duo personality... He laughs at everything, even dead. " No, Heero... I have no intention of leaving... Now that I know you... I'm not planning on letting you go."

"Tell me... for whom do you work? Oz?" asked Heero, pushing the gun a little more against Duo's cheek.

"Oz?!" Duo almost yelled. "Yeah, right... and Mother Teresa was a nun... Wait a minute... Mother Teresa WAS a nun!... Damn it! Now I got that wrong on the quiz!" Duo cross his arms annoyed.

"Don't play the stupid with me... I asked you something?" Heero pressed even more the gun against Duo, almost unconforting, but not hurting the braided american.

"Duo turn his violet eyes. "Well, YOU were the one eho asked a stupid question, and for stupid questions... stupid answers." replied Duo, then turn to meet with Hero's gaze. "And will you stop pointing me with that thing?!"

Heero take the gun away from Duo, but keep himself prepare for any kind of action the other boy would take.

"If you don't work for OZ... Then for who do you work?" The cobalt eyed boy demanded an answer.

"Does the name J sounds familiar to you?"

"You work for professor J???" ask Heero suprised.

Duo sit on the old table students use to have a reading.

"Well... Not directly." explain Duo. "You see... I work for professor Mushroom."

Heero blink confuse and Duo laugh out loud at his expression.

"I'm talking about professor G, have you heard of him?" said Duo between giggles.

Heero shake his head.

"He was the creator of Gundam Deathsyth... I figure out that your have a Gundam too, or am I wrong?"

"So you come from a colony like me?" asked a still confuse Heero.

"That's right... and with the same purpose, baby... Kick Oz's ass and give a break to our Colony fellas." Duo end with his thumb up and a wink.

"I heard there were other Gundams... But I never though that I would find one on this mission." Heero walk towards a book shelf and take a out a book. Well, it wasn't really a book, but his laptop. (O.O! He's amazing, ne???) "I gotta report this to professor J."

"Tell him that professor G says Hi"

"Hn." was the only thing that came as a response from Heero.

~~~At the principal's office.~~~

Wu Fei walked out of the place. The old secretary watched the young man walk away. She shook her head in disapproval. This Chinese boy has been there about seven times, and the semester was just starting.

"Mrs. Pickles!!!" a moan came out of the principal's office.

The old lady sighed as she heard the principal moaned her name. Mrs. Carton, the principal of the XXX school, has trusted old Mrs. Pickles to carry her pills, so each time she had a head ache, she would give a yell to Mrs. Pickles to bring her pills.

The duty was never so annoying, until this semester, when the Chinese boy came to this school. He was always in trouble and the principal would call him in... but no matter how deep in shit he was in he always appear to be clean, just like his clothes. So there was nothing left for the principal to do, but to let him go, and end up with a terrible head ache.

Now, Mrs. Pickles was always ready, whenever Mrs. Carton sent for Wu Fei Chang, with her glass of water and the pills.

The old secretary took the glass of water, the pills, and made her way to the office.

"Mrs. Piiiiickles!!!" the young principal sat back in her chair holding her head.

"I'm on my way... I'm on my way... " replied Mr. Pickles as she walked into the office.

The principal took the pills and glass of water from the old secretary; swallowing them without hesitating.

"I'm telling you... I don't know what I am going to do with that boy... He's a smart ass!!! And what's worst is that I can't do a thing... " the young woman took her seat again. She sighed frustrated. "I'm sure that he was the one who broke the bell... "

"Really???" asked the old lady.

"Yes!" answered Mrs. Carton. "But as I said... he's a smart ass and I can't prove a thing about it... I can't even keep him from calling me �ONNA�!... And the teachers are demanding I to do something about his attitude!"

"Kids these days have no respect for their superiors... I remember that in my times, students didn't dare to talk back to their educators... "

"Yes... but how would students mouth off in your days, if dinosours couldn't talk..."

The old Mrs. Pickles looked at the young principal surprised.

"Excuuuuse me?!?"

Mrs. Carton realized that she had said her comment out loud. " Oh...I meant to say... that with Mr. Wu Fei Chang... There's nothing he doesn't complain about in this school." the principal held again her head. "Ow! I feel the headache returning!"

The old woman turned her eyes and walked away to get more pills. She felt she was going to have a headache too.

Time passed by and break came.

Quatre felt a great joy as the bell sounded within the whole school (a new one). He would finally get to see his green eyed friend once again. Quatre wished to talk to Trowa about so many things... He tried to forget about Trowa's strange change of attitude...and about the idea that Trowa could be his target. Everything that mattered now was that he was going to be able to see Trowa again.

Quatre's guardian angel (an invisible Quatre with white clothes, a harp and huge wings on his back) looked at the boy as he walked away. He shook his head in disapproval and crossed his arms. �There he goes again. How quickly Quatre forgets about his clumsy attitude whenever Trowa is near.� The angel thought to himself. But since he was created to protect Quatre and was always by his side since the blond was born, he had learned of the many traits the Arabian had, and out of all those traits he knew that the blond was very stubborn, wouldn't rest until he got what he wanted plus he never learned from his mistakes.

With a sigh, the blond guardian angel made his way to his place, behind Quatre. Watching the young boy with heaven filled eyes. (<--- This had absolutely NOTHING to do with the story, but I just had to put it).

Quatre suddenly stopped.

"Oh No!" exclaimed the short boy.

Half of the school turn to look at him, he blushed a little.

"Baka!" he told himself and walked away. The red blush in his cheeks remaining.

Outside of the school, the blond stopped. He sighed heavily since he was very upset. He wanted to see Trowa...but the question was... How??? He knew practically nothing about the taller boy.

The blond gasped. A smile appeared on his angelic face. The cafeteria!!! Of course! That was the place he saw Trowa for the first time!

Quatre walked away, heading for the cafeteria. His guardian angel smiling, blowing at his finger as if it was a gun that he had just shot. He knew Quatre was going to make a fool of himself, but he couldn't help it. Trowa and Quatre made such a cute couple, that he allowed himself to refresh the Arabian's memory and illuminate him with the idea of the cafeteria. (all right... No more angel!!!)

~~~In the cafeteria.~~~

Quatre arrived panting, since he practically ran all the way to the cafeteria. He took a look through the crystal glass door. Trowa was not there...but maybe he would come, and Quatre would just have to wait.

And wait... and wait... and then the break was over. And Trowa never came. The blond boy sighed, more upset then before. He made his way to his classroom thinking on possible reasons why Trowa hadn�t gone, and tried to comfort himself by telling himself that the day wasn't over and there was still a chance that he would see the green eyed boy later.

Quatre walked into the class room. He had left his satchel there because his next class was going to be in the same room, and he didn't want to carry the satchel everywhere. But...

Someone had been messing around Quatre's satchel. The satchel was open and looked like someone had gotten his/her hands on it. Quatre walked over to his satchel and looked inside it. He hoped no one had seen the "things" he had inside (NOOO!!! Don't be perverts or something else... I'm talking about the Gundam stuff things!!!)

"Oh, My God... " Quatre exclaimed in an almost whisper.

The blond searched desperately through his bag. "They should be here... I left them here!"

Quatre kept searching only to realize someone had taken his Gundam blue prints and other notes he had about the mission.

In one of the school�s hallways.

" So... You have some possible targets? " Duo took the cherry lollypop out of his mouth and smiled at Heero.

The cobalt eyed boy walked by Duo's side and he nod once.

"Yes." he replied in a dry voice.

Duo grinned. "Cool." He didn't grin because Heero had targets or because the cobalt eyed boy had managed to say something besides his usual annoying "hn". No, he grin because he was glad...glad Heero wasn't his target. And most of all...glad because he would have the chance to work with him. You know what this means??? Extra time with the perfect ass... I mean... soldier.

The braided boy put his lollypop back to his mouth. �Yes, he was definitely glad he didn't have to kill Heero. After all... it would be a shame to shoot someone with such a nice butt, ne?�

"But my eyes are set on this person... " Heero's voice returned Duo to the reality.

Duo's violet eyes caught sight of the photo in Heero's hands. Heero passed it to Duo. The braided boy checked it out and almost choke on his lollypop when he realize who was it.

"Quatre?!!!" exclaimed Duo.

Heero took the photo away from Duo and put it away in some kind of black hole in the back of his pants.

"You must be kidding, man!" replied Duo. "I mean... Quatre? Our target... Yeah right!"

Heero looked at Duo quite seriously. "You don't know who Quatre really is, ne?"

"Of course I do! Quatre is a nice little guy and I truly believe he's definitely NOT our target... Just look at him... ANYONE can be our target... ANYONE over...him?... Ooops!" Duo finally caught the connection.

"Aha... " Heero let Duo know that his suspicions were right.

"Man... I never thought that way... I mean... Quatre was so kind and nice... " Duo talked with the cherry lollypop in his mouth. The sweet candy was definitely not helping about the situation.

"It's always the ones who look the most innocent." Heero sighed. "Now... Did you know Quatre is the son of a wealthy and well known man?"

Duo shook his head and Heero turned his eyes the other way. This was going to be a loooooong day.

Ring! Ring! (the new bell is getting popular!!!)

Quatre walked out of his classroom, this was definitely not his day. He never got the chance to see Trowa and someone had stolen some important information from his satchel. Quatre wonder if the person who had taken those papers had an idea of how important they were and how much Oz would pay for them. He knew he should be worried... imagine if someone of Oz had taken it! Now they would know he was a Gundam Pilot. What would the professor say about this? So much tension!!!

The blond boy made it to his locker. He opened the lock and the door, and took his books out of it. He took a look over the little mirror on the inside of the locker door. He was able to see his blue eyes in the mirror.

"What are you going to do, Quatre?" the blond asked himself.

After saying this, the boy closed the locker and turned around. He saw two familiar emerald eyes, that made his heart beat a thousand beats per hour. (I don't know if you notice it, but today, Trowa saw Quatre the same way!!!)

Quatre's heavenly eyes watched the green eyed boy walk toward him... and then pass him without even saying good bye. Quatre's world fell down. Maybe... maybe he didn't saw him! Yeah! Maybe it was just that!

Quatre ran after Trowa.

"Trowa!!!" he yelled as he made his way through the students.

Trowa heard Quatre... but didn't stop. Quatre reached for his arm and pulled on it. Trowa turned and to met with Quatre's blue eyes and warm smile.

"Hey!" exclaimed Quatre with a sunny smile.

"Oh...Hi."

Was the only thing Trowa said before turning around and walking away.

One part of Quatre told him to go after him, but the other was too hurt to even ask Trowa if he was mad or something, or try to justify his (Trowa's) actions. The blond walked back to his locker, his eyes set on the floor.

This was definitely not his day...