True Friends VI

Quatre crouched down behind a high wall and wondered for about 100 times how he had recently earned the dubious honor of constantly being Heero's partner on missions.

`Maybe he thinks he can take care of me like that ... No, I'm talking about our perfect soldier, he would never choose his partner for an emotional reason, 'the blond Arab sighed softly, but he still couldn't explain it.

The Japanese had been upset enough that Quatre was too "sentimental". He was pretty sure that the other pilots thought the same of him, and especially since they knew "that". He was just too emotional, `` But it basically started much earlier ... '' he thought and sighed softly again, he didn't notice how Heero gave him a sideways glance and paused for a moment in his doing.

The brown-haired boy had a laptop on his knees that he had been busy typing on so far.With the help of the laptop, the boy was supposed to switch off the electricity that ran above the wall along a fence so that both Quatre and he could enter the building undisturbed and then leave again undisturbed.

Finally the Japanese folded the laptop and straightened up again. He carefully stowed everything in his backpack.
"Are you ready?" he asked, Quatre nodded without hesitation: `When are you ready for this, please? he thought to himself, but did not say it.

Instead, he stepped into Heero's clasped hands and sought support against the smooth wall. Finally his hands got hold of the end of the wall and the Arab pulled himself up with a strong jerk. Relieved, he rested for a moment on the wall battlement. "Everything okay?" interrupted a serious voice, startled the blonde looked up: "Um, yes ... all right, Heero", was he wrong or was the young man worried about him? He had NEVER asked anything like this!But the other had already turned away from him and jumped off the wall with one jump.

Quatre looked down and sighed when he saw Heero unroll. It took him a little longer himself, because he let himself down on the wall before he tore himself away and let himself fall the last meter.

The Japanese made sure with a quick glance that the blond boy would follow him before he turned and cautiously crept through the garden to one of the lighted windows.
Once there, the brown-haired first listened to see whether the lust was pure, while Quatre became more and more nervous the longer his friend listened tensely.

"Nothing will have happened ... It'll take so long ..." He glanced at his partner who was crouching down, Quatre was startled to see that Heero was checking the charge on his weapon.

`Not good ... not at all good ... 'the blond boy swallowed, feeling like he was in the wrong movie. Heero looked at him as if he could feel his friend's gaze on him.His eyebrows rose disapprovingly for a moment, at first Quatre didn't know what his friend wanted from him, but then he remembered.

Obediently, he did the same to Heero and checked his weapon, wondering why the brown-haired man had been choosing him as a partner on missions lately.

After all, in his opinion Trowa, Duo or Wufei were much better qualified for such missions than he was, `` A spoiled millionaire's son, to quote Wufei ... '' Quatre grimaced at the thought, he was well aware that the Chinese had changed his mind about him in the meantime, but there was always a slight doubt as to whether he did not consider him a failure after all.

"You should have been here long ago!" At that moment Heero interrupted his thoughts, the young man frowned at his watch. Quatre's heart contracted, so far he had successfully suppressed his concern for the lively American, but now it was stirring again.`Hopefully nothing bad happened to him! `
Suddenly his partner got up with a jerk, Quatre had heard something too and slowly sat up.

The next moment someone opened the window. The two boys reacted almost simultaneously, holding their weapons to the temple of the soldier who stuck his head out of the window.

"Hey, take it easy with the young horses!" the soldier whispered startled and Heero recognized the voice at the same moment as Quatre.
"Duo!" the Japanese voice sounded reproachful, but Quatre thought he heard a hint of relief in it.
Quatre was also relieved to see the American safe and sound and lowered his weapon like Heero.

"You're too late!" the brown-haired man stated coldly and matter-of-factly, while Duo helped the Arab through the window, but the young man didn't react at all, Heero frowned disapprovingly and also climbed into the small room, as soon as the blonde was in the room."What happened?" he asked quietly, but the American was silent. Quatre looked at Heero in surprise. "There was a little problem, nothing bad," explained Trowa, suddenly emerging from a corner.

Neither Quatre nor Heero were satisfied with that answer. "And what was the little problem?" the little blond Arab continued. "Nothing we need to discuss in more detail!" Wufei said in a tone that did not suggest any contradiction. Duo just looked at the floor, embarrassed, and finally cleared his throat: "Shouldn't we start slowly?"

Meanwhile Quatre had carefully examined the small room: `` Nicely furnished, except for the two corpses in front of the desk ... ''

“Stop dreaming Quatre!” Heero pushed him roughly to the two dead soldiers, the Arab grimaced in disgust when he realized what he should do. `It would have been TOO easy to break into the closet! he thought ironically, but kept the thought to himself.Instead, he was not very enthusiastic about undressing the soldier, who was about his size.

***

Quatre felt anything but comfortable in his skin, he kept looking around nervously. These nervous looks did not escape the Heero walking behind him, he frowned worriedly, should unexpected difficulties arise, then they would run into problems.

The little Arab felt the looks in his back, he knew that he was acting absolutely unprofessional and that they would all be in danger if he continued like this, but he just couldn't help it!
`I just don't like this whole thing! It's so ... so ... unnecessary! OZ always has new bases, besides, all these victims are, they're just doing their job! 'So lost in thought he ran into the suddenly stopped Trowa.

"What-" he broke off his question and stared at the picture in front of him with his mouth open. `That`s it ...` thought Quatre resignedly, before him stood Zech`s Merquise and even if many of them would be fooled, this man would hardly be.Trowa didn't seem to share Quatre's view, he saluted the OZ officer, the Arab was roughly punched in the side and looked around, confused. Only now did he notice that EVERYONE was saluting except him.

"Lieutenant?" asked the blond officer reprovingly. "Um ... yes ... what ...?" Quatre stuttered with little intelligence until he got the idea to do the same with his friends.

"Are you okay? You seem somehow ..." Zechs seemed to think for a moment, "nervous ..." he said thoughtfully, the Arab swallowed and took his hand down. "I ... I ..." he desperately searched for an excuse, while he felt the expectant looks of his friends on him.

`Damn it! Why do I even bother, they already know! `Quatre's thoughts raced more and more.

Until he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. “You look really pale. Wouldn't you prefer to lie down somewhere?” Zechs looked at him worried, but at that moment Quatre noticed his mistake, the young soldier looked a lot like Zech's Merquise, but it wasn't.Quatre took a deep breath: `` Just take it easy ... don't freak out, he doesn't even know you ... 'he tried not to think about what would have happened if he hadn't noticed it at the last second.
"It's all right again, thank you very much, sir," Quatre finally replied in a friendly manner, the officer in front of him, looking at him with a raised eyebrow, he didn't seem to want to believe his words, but did not contradict him. "If you think so. But if you feel worse, you better go home and cure yourself," said the blond man in conclusion, two of the soldiers standing behind him grimaced, Quatre didn't need to read his minds to know what they were thinking. 'I'm already a failure ...' he thought sadly. He didn't dare to look into the faces of his friends for fear of reading the same thing there as in the faces of the two OZ officers.

"We'd like to go on then," Wufei interjected seriously, and the officer nodded."Yes, just go," he threw another serious look at Quatre, then looked at the four others. "Be careful, there are rumors that terrorists from the colonies are targeting this base." With this warning the young officer nodded to them and disappeared around the next corner.

They too began to make their way, Quatre was relieved to see that no one said a word about his failure.

***

Duo attached the last explosive charge to the wall and sat up contentedly: "So, that's it!" Trowa standing behind him nodded, looked around the room again briefly, and then turned to the exit. The American followed him out of the room.

"Do you think the others are finished too?" the long-haired boy suddenly asked seriously. "Sure," Trowa gave him a scrutinizing look and then looked ahead, where Wufei was already waiting for them, he had made sure that they weren't disturbed in their plan. Duo sighed in response and shook his head: "And what if something goes wrong again at Quatre?"His voice sounded low, he hadn't forgotten what had happened two hours ago. It wasn't just about Quatre, but also about the fact that they all almost got blown." But the guy looked very similar to Zechs ... He had to admit that, at least Duo suspected that this was the reason for Quatre's strange behavior, otherwise he couldn't explain why the little Arab had panicked so much.

"Heero is with him", Trowa interrupted his thoughts, the American blinked up at his friend. "You don't really expect me to calm down, do you?" asked he.
"No, but the two of them will definitely