Well, hey 'yall!  Here's the next exiting part to my story, Orphans of the War.  I know you all are just quivering with exitement.  heh heh.  This is were it starts getting good.  In my own sick way, anywho.

Disclaimers: If I owned them, would I need to write a fic about them?

Notes:  <THESE THINGYS INDICATE THOUGHTS!>


Warnings: None, really.  Somoe mild language and threats are made.


I'd like to thank Montana for her help on this chapter! And for giving me the guts to post this story!

Anyways....Onto the Fic!!

Scene 7

Heero awoke the next morning to the sound of rain pouring on the roof.  He rolled over, only to find an empty space were Relena usually slept.  Remebering the events of the day before, he rushed out of bed, dressed, and hurried downstairs.  The pilot was just about to step out the door when he heard a voice behind him.

"Where do you think you're going, brother?"

Heero slowly turned around to see Kaitlyn's smiling face, his hand still on the doorknob.

"I" he hissed, "Am going to the hospital."

Kaitlyn looked at him with a wary eye.

"Not without eating breakfast, you're not!"  She unwound his fingers from the doorknob, took his hand, and cheerfully drug him into the kitchen.  Duo was already seated and eating.  The girl looked humorously at him for two reasons: 1) he looked so adorable in his Scooby-Doo boxers. 2) When she had entered the room, he had quickly finished the last of his coffee.

<Slowly, but surely, he's learning.>  She sat, and Relena's servants served her breakfast.

"Heero," Duo stage whispered after a moment, "How do you know Kaitlyn?"

Heero sighed, and Kaitlyn gave him a triumphant glare.

"She's not just some guest," he admitted, "She's my sister."

Duo chocked on his Fruit Loops as soon as the words were out of Heero's mouth.  

"Whoa, no kidding?"  The braided pilot looked from Kaitlyn to Heero, them back again.  "I can see the resemblance."

Heero only grunted and went back to his meal and paper.  Kaitlyn glanced from Heero to Duo, where her eyes lingered.

<He is so frikkinn' annoying!> she thought, as he slurped the milk left from his cereal.  <Who would have thought that this moron was the pilot of the Deathscythe?>

Heero peered up from his morning paper and saw Kaitlyn staring at Duo; examining him almost.  He cleared his throat and she jumped.  She faced her brother and gave him an innocent/guilty expression.

"Go get dressed, you two.  We're going to the hospital."

They rose from the table quickly, fearing the Wrath of Heero, and ascended the stairs that led to their rooms.  Walking towards them, Duo suddenly grabbed the black-haired girl's wrist and pulled her to a stop.

"Ok, who are you and why are you really here?"  The pilot's violet eyes were cold as they peirced Kaitlyn's.

<Oh, crap, he knows!> "I...I don't know what you're talking about!"  she managed to stutter out.

Duo snorted and pushed her up against the wall, one hand around her throat, the other on her shoulder.

"You don't fool me," he snarled, "You're hiding something, and I want to know what it is.  Relena's kidnapping and your appearance is to big a coincidence for my liking."

Kaitlyn trembled a little, both from fear and excitement.  She felt the heat from his body seep through her pajamas, and fought to keep her composure.  <He may be annoying, but DANG he's sexy> she thought, as he continued to threaten her.  Regaining her icy expresion, she looked her captor in the eye.

"I strongly suggest you let me go," the girl said codly.  Duo seemed to relent a little, and released her.  

"I'm warning you, I'll be watching."  The braided pilot stalked into his room and slammed the door.

<Psycho.  I wonder if he's mentally stable or not?>