Hey minna! welcome to the second installment of

Gundam Guys Worst Nightmare

By Duogirl

Warnings: Language, yaoi and blood. Standard disclaimers apply.

Enjoy!

Quatre turned and sliced the on coming mobile suit, when he noticed that there was a different mobile suit, not listed in his data, fighting against the Tallgeese replica. He turned again and sliced another two suits. He saw that the mobile suit that had been fighting the replica had a bullet-like hole right where the cockpit would be. He noticed that the mobile suit had almost the same structure and build as his and the other gundams.

Oh God, don't let that be ... God Max. That thought horrified him. He knew that she was a rookie, and he also knew that if the impact of the bullet did not kill her, the bullet certainly would. I don't think even Heero could have survived that. The replica gently lay the mobile suit it was fighting, down and flew off. Heero saw all of this and remembered that Zechs wouldn't fight if his opponent had a handicap. Thus he knew that the replica's pilot was definitely Zechs, but he had no idea who the other pilot was. Duo came up on Heero's screen.

"Yo Heero whose gundam prototype is that, that was blasted?"

"No idea. See if Quatre knows he knows everybody" Heero said coldly.

Heero blinked off the screen, and Duo had another confused look on his face, but he then realized Heero was always like that during a battle. Duo clicked over to Quatre's gundam screen. He notice that Quatre had gone that pale color that he went just before they went and found that girl . . .

"Max" Quatre said. His voice trailing off.

Duo's eye shot open Of course. No duh. Why didn't I think of that? That girl is a gundam pilot after all, why wouldn't she be here. Duo thought remembering that Max said she had to do something. Duo turned and drove his scythe in to the suit beside him.

"Quatre, Get a grip. You have to fight. Fight now; worry later! If she is as strong as she puts up to be she survived that." Duo said trying to reassure Quatre, even though Duo knew it was impossible to survive such a blast.

Duo turned and looked back at the wrecked gundam. Damn, I hope she ain't gone, That's all Quatre needs. This will be his last family member alive here on Earth. If she's gone Quatre will go loco again. I'll have to remind Trowa to keep his 'friend' away from the zero system. Duo thought to himself as he turned to see Heero blast away about twenty suits with his beam cannon. Duo shook his head and hoped that they could have a victory 'celebration' tonight.

The blast from Heero's cannon wiped out the last of the enemy suits, and the base had been destroyed before they got there. Quatre moved Sandrock over to the shattered gundam. He leapt out and ran over to the cockpit. He couldn't open it. It took Quatre, Trowa, Duo, and Heero to get the door open. They opened the door and when Quatre looked inside he turned his back to hideous seen and puked his guts out. He turned back once he thought he was through and when he saw it again he hit the ground. Duo looked at the female pilot, who was hardly recognizable.

Her once beautiful bronze skin was now covered with blood. There was blood covering everything from the control panel to the seat. Heero had never seen a something like this from the outside. All the times he had seen this much blood, it was usually his own. Trowa knelt down to try and revive the fallen Quatre. Yet he couldn'y take his eyes off the torn flesh of the girl's blood ridden face.

Heero finally got up the guts to check and see if she was still alive, even though he strongly doubted it. Quatre got up in time to see Heero check Max's pulse. He buried his face in Trowa's shoulder, trying not to cry, even though he knew that the tears that were tearing at him, threatening to come and overwhelm him. Heero shuddered as he touched the ice-cold flesh of Max's neck. He felt a very weak beating. Slow and rhythmical. He pulled back in astonishment. He couldn't believe what he had felt. He felt again to make sure he wasn't just imagining. He felt the slow beating again.

"She's alive!" He heard himself yell.

Quatre jerked his head up from the comforting should he had cried so many tears on.

"REALLY?!"

Heero, without thinking, unbuckled the female pilot, and took her limp body in his arms. She was surprisingly light, from the way she looked, she looked that she would weigh more than Duo, yet she had to weigh less than Quatre. Quatre ran over and looked at his helpless niece. Her head was buried deep in Heero's chest, and her arms were folded across her own.

Duo noticed that Heero, for once, had a thoughtful look on his face. Duo looked at the girl in Heero's arms. He was surprised by what he saw; they looked like they belonged together. Only Heero could have survived that the rest of the pilots thought. Heero himself didn't believe that she would survive.

He took it upon himself to take the girl back to the Winner estate; where all the pilots would be staying now since Duo hadn't paid his and Heero's rent. That is... all the pilots except Wufei. Where was Wu? Looks like he would have been fighting right along side of us, since he followed Max and all! Heero thought as he pulled himself up in to his gundam. Trowa, who was holding Max, handed the girl to Heero once he was in.

He took the girl from Trowa and sat her in his lap. She was lying so that her head rested gently on his left shoulder, and her long legs hung across his lap. He knew he was covered in bloodby the time he got to the estate. The others were already there when he touched down. He got out still holding Max carefully in his arms. He held her as if she was a delicate porcelain doll that would crumble if held to tightly. He took her inside, closely followed by the other three pilots.

Quatre ran in first and found Rashid and a female servant of his. Rashid took the girl from Heero. He took her in to a room that they usually reserved for guests. The female servant followed Rashid in, after he laid Max down on the bed, she pushed Rashid out and shut and locked the door behind him. Rashid walked over to the pilots.

"Don't worry Master Quatre. She will be fine. All of you should go clean up. Especially you Master Heero." Rashid said in that deep voice of his.

Heero turned and headed toward the room that he claimed for himself when they first stayed with Quatre. Duo headed off toward the restroom, muttering to himself the whole way. Trowa and Quatre headed into the kitchen.

"Oh, Trowa. Is she going to be all right? What hit her any way? All of Zechs' men know that he fights his own battles. Trowa, she has to make it through this, she has to" Quatre rambled uncontrollably.

He looked at Trowa's deep green eyes and was taken aback when Trowa hung his head.

"Trowa, What's wrong?"

"Quatre . . .I did it. I am so sorry. I didn't know who it was. I thought it was a pilot from OZ. I am so sorry." Trowa said softly.

Quatre didn't understand what Trowa was saying. Then it hit him; it was one of Trowa's bullets that hit Max. He saw the hurt and shame in Trowa's eyes. Quatre embraced the tall pilot. Trowa stood there like a great oak, but when he realized that Quatre didn't resent him, he melted in Sandrock's pilot's arms. Just about then Duo trounced in. He was still muttering, when he sat down at the table.

"Quatre, tell me some thing; why the hell was that rookie niece of yours there? She is too fuckin' weak to be a Gundam pilot"

Duo's face was propelled to the side at the impact of Quatre's fist. Duo sat there trying to figure out what happened. He was wondering who had hit him.

"Don't you dare say that again! Now you tell me something. Would you have survived that?" Quatre snapped back, then realizing what he had just done and said. "Oh my God! Duo, I sorry! I don't know what came over me."

Duo looked at Quatre and remembered that Quatre was under alot of stress. Well, I guess I ought to take his advice and learn to keep my mouth shut . . . nah. Just then Heero walked in, fiddling with the stupid tie that Quatre insisted that they wear while their stay with him. He searched the faces of the three standing in front of him.

He automatically knew that Quatre had hit Duo, because of something he said. He also knew that Trowa was the one to shoot Max, because he didn't know who she was. The pilots heard Rashid's voice coming from the corridor. They poked their heads around the corner, to find Rashid talking to the servent that had taken Max in the room. The servant saw the boys and ran over to them. Her face seemed pale.

"Master Quatre, the girl you brought in... she has glass wedged deep into her abdomen. She has a slit on her cheek from a piece of glass. And she has multiple bruises that aren't from the battle. Those are from before it. Other than that she is in perfect condition, if that's how you would like to put it. In other words, she should be fine. She ought to wake up in about three to four days, after all she hit her head pretty hard." The servant said trying to comfort all of the gundam pilots.

Quatre let out a deep sigh of relief, as did Trowa. Duo looked at Heero, thinking about a 'celebration' night. After all they did receive victory...over death. All of the sudden there was a forceful knocking on the door, which made all of the pilots jump. The pilot scattered because the knock was so forceful that it might be Oz troops or something. They had to hide to make sure there whereabouts remained undiscovered.

Rashid opened the door and looked down upon a lean figure with hair as dark as the space he fought in.

"Master Wufei, may I help you"

"Hai, I need a place to stay" Wufei said coldly as he walked passed the tall man and to his usual room.

He was stopped when the other pilots stepped in front of him blocking his path. He glared at them. Heero had his usual death glare; Duo was standing with his hand on his hips, looking very American. The others were imitating Duo and a little of Heero.

"Where were you? We had a mission! We have search every file and you came up no where." Duo huffed.

Wufei rolled his eyes and walked passed them to the stair well that lead up to his room. Quatre was going to follow him but decided to go see Max first. Quatre opened the door and prepared himself to see Max's body lying in the bed bloody and hardly alive. Yet what he saw was ironic. Max had no blood on her what so ever. She was lying in the bed, wrapped in the covers. The servant had put a patch over her cheek to stop the bleeding.

Quatre knelt down beside the bed and brushed the hair out of her face. She looks so much like her mother. Why on Earth would her mother let her become a gundam pilot, when she is a stronger pacifist than even Dad was? The thought puzzled him. A hand landed on his shoulder, making him jump. A tall figure bent down beside him and wrapped his arms around Quatre's waist. Quatre looked up a Trowa, who took the Arabian pilot in his arms, and kissed him thoughtfully.

"She will be Ok, my Quatre." Trowa said when their lips finally parted.

He helped the small pilot up and they left the room. After that Duo snuck in. He wanted to see if she was ok, too. He went over to he bed and sat down. He turned her head where he could see more than just her profile. She is a beautiful girl. But she is too strong. When she wakes up, I bet she is going to be another Relena. She won't get Heero though he is mine, yet he has never looked at me the way he looked at her. Listen to yourself Duo; you just thought that you would loose Heero to a GIRL! But still!

"God! I am arguing with myself! Listen girl, you ain't gonna take Heero, if I have any thing to do about it." Duo told the unconscious girl.

He stood up and started to walk out, when he turned and looked back at the girl's arm, they were as muscular as his were. He shook his head and walked out.

Later that night the guy pilots were eating dinner when the heard a shrill scream, as the servant that had been taking care of Max ran into the dinning room and practically jumped into Rashid's arms. Quatre stood up, and asked he frightened woman

"What's the matter? Has some thing happened to Max? "

The woman shook her head and tried to say some thing. Quatre stepped closer to her.

"KING COBRA!" she yelled so loud she frightened her self.

Quatre looked in the direction that the woman had run from and followed her steps almost running. Trowa and Heero followed, while Wufei and Duo sat back down. Wufei knew that Trowa would handle it, since he did work in the circus.


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Quatre swung open the door to where Max was and searched the floor for the black demon. When he didn't see it, he began to think that it had left or his servant had been seeing things. Trowa tapped Quatre on the shoulder and pointed to the bed where the cobra was coiled part way around Max's arm, with its head resting on her breast.

"Oh god  . .Trowa do you think you can get it without it biting you or her." Quatre said nervously.

Trowa gave him a "Why me, uh-uh" look. Heero rolled his eyes and walked over to the snake. He reached down for it, and it snapped at him. Heero jerked his hand back, and watched the cobra slithered around the girl's slim neck and lay its head in the fold of her hair. Quatre went pale

"I guess we will have to wait till she wakes up" They left the room and returned to the dinning room.

They sat back down and tried to finish eating but Quatre couldn't. When they were finished, the all went to their claimed rooms. Heero was typing at his laptop when Duo came in. Duo sat down on the bed and stared hopefully at his lover's back waiting for him to come over and take him. Heero shut his computer down and walked over and sat down on his bed. He looked at Duo who was sitting next to him. Duo scooted closer to Heero, then stopped when he noticed that the Wing pilot stood up and pulled his pajamas up over his boxers. Heero sat back down on his bed at looked at Duo again. Duo's facial expression went from surprised, to confused, to disappointed.

"Not tonight Du-chan. I have to much on my mind for you to enjoy me" Heero said looking straight in front of him, his face unchanged.

Duo got up with a huff, and glared at Heero. He turned and stormed down the hall to his own room. Heero reach over and switched off the small light by his bed not thinking twice about his steamed lover. Down the hall Quatre lay in a dark bed staring up at the sealing. Max when you wake up please, please don't jump, for you will certainly be bitten. He thought right before he drifted off to sleep. Duo slammed down on his bed, his braid flying back.

"Fuckin' girl. All I want is a little fun, that's all. I am going to have to throw that damn computer of his out the window. If it hadn't been for that piece of shit she wouldn't have corrupted Heero. Damn piece of s**t. " Duo said drifting off to sleep.

**  Duo found himself running through the woods. He started to slow down when he saw a figure standing in the only ray of sun that broke through the dense canopy. As he got closer he noticed it wasn't one person but two. He went closer and saw that the two people were embraced in each other's arms in a dead out lip lock  He kept getting closer still. All the sudden the people were identifiable.

It was Heero in a lip lock with Max. At the other side Relena came running from the woods like he did, and like him slowed down. He looked at her, and she returned his glance. She walked over to him. He wrapped his arms around her and bent over and kissed her.

"NOOOOO!" Duo screamed at the top of his lungs, and sat straight up in his bed.

He looked down at his hands and realized it was just a dream. Quatre came running in the door.

"What's the matter. Duo?"

"Nothin' Q-chan. Just a nightmare."

"You mean a day mare, don't you?  It is time for you to get up. It's 11:00 am" Quatre turned and shut the door be hind him.

Duo got dressed and went down stairs. He went straight to the living room where Trowa was sitting on the couch watching some kind of Bruce Lee show. Wufei was sitting on a stool in the corner lifting weights, staring off into oblivion. Heero sat on the patio typing as usual on his laptop. Duo walked out onto the patio on sat down across from Heero.

"Why are you always on that stupid thing?"

"It is not stupid"

"Whatever, Why are you always on that thing?"

"Why is it your business?"

"Because we are one, baka"

"What did you say?" The two of them kept at it.

"Here we go again. Ready Wu?" Trowa said to the quite man in the corner.

Wu looked down at his weights. How can I not be? Those two weaklings are always fighting. If that is love, I am glad I don't love any one. Quatre walked in and sat on the couch with Trowa. He put his hand s over his ears and leaned back. They were all use to the tiffs, these two went through, but it got rather annoying.

Max started to move. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Damn, Did anyone get the license plate number of that truck?"

She sat up and a cobra landed on her knees. It slithered to her lap and coiled up. She reached down and picked up the serpent.

"Halo, How did you get here? Where is here? What happened? I remember! I was on a mission and the other pilots got in my way!"

Max's pulled the sheets off and swung her legs over the side but remained sitting. She lay Halo down on the bed and stood up. She looked down at her abdomen that was wrapped snuggly in medical cloth. She looked at her self and shook her head. Why do people always take some one's shirt off when they're hurt? Makes no sense to me. She looked around until she found her shirt lying in the floor in the corner. She picked it up and looked at it.

"Figures" She said as she looked at the ripped, bloody shirt.

She slipped it over her head and looked down again. The collar was ragged and there was a big hole in the stomach, but other than that it was fine.

"Now to find out where we are, huh Halo? Let's see." She looked around the room, and saw a picture on the dresser next to the bed.

She picked up the picture, and put it down immediately.

"No,no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! Anywhere but here. Uncle Quatre you don't understand me. Why did I have to end up here?"

She picked Halo up and sat her on her shoulder. Max walked out into a long hallway. She decided to go to the west to find a way out.

Quatre was getting tired of hearing Heero and Duo argue, so he got up and went in to the hall, where he ran strait in to some body. He heard a small gasp, and looked up. Max was standing there, staring at Quatre... who was returning the confused stare.

"Max, what are you doing up? You should be in bed!" Quatre scolded his niece.

Oh, I had better not let Wu see her. I'll have Leeda get her some better clothes, he thought to himself.

"Come on, I'll have the servant that took care of you, Leeda, get you some clean clothes."

"Uncle Quatre, Do you stay here by yourself?"

"No, the other pilots stay here some times" Quatre said shoving his niece back into the room that she had come out of.

He turned to make sure none of the pilots saw her, then returned to the living room, and sat down next to Trowa. Heero had ended the argument with Duo when he stood up and left. The others were used to it; that was the way all their fights ended.

All the sudden Quatre heard this horrified Scream. Wufei jumped up from his corner, as did Trowa. They listened and they heard another scream.

"NOOOOOOOO!" the guys heard a woman's voice voice echo through the house.



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well... that's it for part two...

stay tuned for more,
same gundam time... same gundam station!


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