Library Part 6

"I tried to stop him! I told you! The guy hit me with something- it only just wore off! That's why I'm calling you!" Duo took a deep breath and swallowed the curse that rose up to his lips.

The Commander's voice was pitched to soothe, but Duo refused to be soothed.

"Well, I don't think they took him off because the Ruler needs someone to tend his roses! I want to talk to the Arch-Chancellor! Heero is one of his employees! Hell, even the Head Librarian.... What? Yes, I know he's ripped people's arms off, that's why I think he'll help!"

Someone knocked on the door, Duo went to open it, checking the peephole first. Why hadn't he done that this morning?!

His partner stepped in, followed by another one of Duo's fellow security guards. "Yeah, they're here now. What do you mean don't do anything rash?"

Chang shook his head and headed towards the coffee maker as the other guard closed the door quietly.

"Fine. Fine. YOU go talk to him! But.... Yeah. Yes. Okay. Fine." Duo hung up the phone with a crash and swore.

"Sit," his partner said. "You can't do this if you're angry."

"I don't think I'm going to calm down anytime soon." Duo perched himself on the edge of his bed. "Hey Winner- I didn't expect to see you here."

The other guard smiled angelically. "The Commander remembered that I had a legal background- he thought I might be helpful."

"Can you think of anything?"

"I'm working on it. It's hard trying anything legal when you're up against the person who makes the laws."

"Great."

"Still, I can assure you that nothing has happened to Heero yet."

"How do you- oh, psychic... forgot." Duo narrowed his eyes. "Am I going to get him back?"

"The future is unclear on that at the moment." Winner shrugged. "Trust me- there are times I wish my mutation had turned me blue and furry rather than given me psychic powers- they aren't all they're cracked up to be."

"But they told you Heero is okay."

"No, my source at the Palace told me Heero is okay."

Duo blinked. "Source at the palace?"

~*~

There were pants hanging off the towel rack. Heero frowned at them. They weren't Duo's sweats that he'd been wearing, these were black and tailored looking. How had they gotten there? He hadn't heard anyone come in...

Taking a deep breath, he quickly dried himself off and pulled the pants on. There was nothing else with them and again he found himself wondering if Duo had been right.

Wrapping his extra limbs tightly around himself, he stepped out into the other room.

"There you are."

Heero froze in the doorway at the sight of the two men seated on the pile of cushions. One was the Ruler- the other looked familiar, but Heero couldn't place him.

"Come here," the Ruler beckoned and Heero stepped a little ways into the room, his heart pounding in his chest. "There. Stop."

He was still several feet from the cushions, but Heero tensed all the same.

The Ruler tilted his head, frowning. "You look nervous. Please relax."

"It's a little difficult," Heero said without thinking. "Being snatched out of my... friend's apartment and brought here."

The Ruler lifted an eyebrow. "Snatched? You were invited."

The other man laughed, shaking his head. "I bet you just said you wanted to see him at once- and they remember what that means."

The Ruler looked faintly chagrined. "Oops. Well, I do apologize. I reassure you that once we've had our little.... demonstration, you can go right back home."

Heero nodded, not feeling reassured in the slightest. "Demonstration?"

"If you please," the Ruler's expression changed slightly and Heero suppressed a shiver. "I really want to see what you can do..."

TBC...

 

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