Times Change with or without Us

Disclaimer: I do not now nor shall I ever own these two beloved animes and stories, yes it pains me to admit but alas I do not! Chapter Two: What Must Come Shall
Quatre had just set down the file he had been looking over as the front door opened to reveal the very pilot he had been waiting to show up. Heero nodded to the folder currently lying in his lap. Quatre catching the gaze asked.

“You have been informed of the mission?”

The pilot of Wing Zero nodded as he shoved his shoes off and kicked them in the direction of the door earning a glare from his companion as mud was splattered on his pants. Quatre rose from the chair and handed to file to his fellow pilot. Heading toward the kitchen he called out.

“It sounds routine, I don’t know why they would need the both of us.”

Heero frowned down at the first page of the file as he too headed into the kitchen to get something to eat. The tall long haired male that had entered to the home with him followed. Looking around and seeing Quatre pouring a cup of tea and Heero pulling out some fruit for a salad, Zechs walked over to the cupboard and pulled down a large bowl and placed it on the counter then pulled out three small bowls and set them on the table with utensils. Quatre pulled out a cutting board and knife as Heero made his way over. Returning to the cupboard once more to pull out more cups the tall blonde asked.

“Where are the others?”

Quatre looked up from his cup.

“Oh…um Duo ran into town with Treize to shop, Trowa is on a mission and Wufei is meditating.”

The two nodded as the meal was quickly thrown together. Just as they started to sit the laptop once more beeped signaling another incoming call. Shoving back from the table Zechs flipped the screen open and pressed the switch, bringing up the tired face of fellow pilot Trowa. Seeing his lover on the screen Quatre hurried over and plopped down in the chair before the device.

“Trowa!”

The dark green eyes seemed to warm as the unibanged pilot took in the familiar image of his beloved blonde.

“Nymph, it’s good to see you.”

Quatre’s grin widened to a smile for a moment before it was replaced with a concerned frown.

“Are you alright? Are you hurt? What happened?”

A laugh rang out through the room as Zechs said.

“Quat let the poor man talk.”

The adorable blue eye male blushed at the kind reprimand and the soft laugh from his boyfriend. Trowa shook his head and replied.

“I’m fine, just a few scratches. I called to tell you I am on my way.”

Heero spoke from behind the two blondes.

“We will see you then, Barton, Quatre and I have a mission, and we leave tomorrow.”

The quiet pilot nodded in understanding.

“I land in twenty minutes and should be there in a few hours. Told Une I’d report first, fore I return home.”

A smirk appeared on the serious leader’s face as the three soldiers chuckled knowingly at their fellow pilot.

“We know you only agreed if you didn’t have to get to the Preventer’s doctor.”

They received a nod and

“I have to go. Heavy Arms out.”

The screen went black causing Quatre to sigh in relief.

“I don’t care how bad he’s hurt; I just want him home.”

The three returned to their meal and waited for their friend to return to the safe house.

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Four soft pops signaled the arrival of more wizards at the apparition section of the Alley. Looking around the three wizards and one witch made their way into the Leaky Cauldron. Tom the barkeep waved kindly as the four teens passed by his way. With a wave and kind ‘Hello’, in return they disappeared out the old creaky door and onto the busy streets of muggle London. A soft smile flittered across the normally serious face of the emerald eyed male as he took in the smells and sounds from the normal hustle and bustle of the everyday life of a normal muggle. Hermione slipped her arms through the gorgeous blonde’s and sexy brunette’s, pulling them forward she said excitedly.

“Come on, we have lots of shopping. Draco and I have been planning this for a while now. First stop, Sandra’s closet!”

Harry adapted the famous deer in a head light look when he was faced with the crazed gleam, eerie smile, and armful of clothes. Blaise was laughing hysterically as the fearless hero was pushed into a changing room with threats of not daring to exit without changing. After about three hours of running back and forth between stores and changing room Harry was finally given a breather as Hermione decided the four of them needed to break for lunch. She and Blaise had disappeared to order while Harry and Draco were able to rest. Draco sighed tiredly as he relaxed in his chair and started to let his mind wander. A shove from behind him as someone rushed pass jostled him from his thoughts, turning to his best friend, Draco saw a pensive expression on the war wary teen’s face. Leaning over and waving his hand in front of emerald green eyes, he called.

“Harry, Haaaaarrrrry, you in there?”

When ho answer was given the mercury eyed male put in face in front of the other’s and said.

“Earth to Harry, please return from orbit, we have plans for you.”

Blinking rapidly Harry zoned back in to see the smirking face of on one Draco Malfoy.

“What were you thinking about so hard?”

Shaking his head Harry shook the remaining thoughts pulling at him as he replied in a tired almost defeated voice.

“Where do we go from here, Draco? Our job is done…”

“Harry, I know it’s hard trying to figure it out. School starts back in a month and we can’t stay at Hogwarts. Both of us were raised to fight and survive a war, it’s going to be an uphill battle.”

Seeing the newly eighteen year old sigh and give a defeated nod, Draco continued.

“What about being an Auror?”

“No, that’s not in the cards anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I am a fighter, I just can’t work for a corrupt ministry. At least we have the Protectors otherwise I know both of us would go stark raving mad.”

With a nod of both agreement and understanding Draco commented.

“I have to agree, I don’t know where to go, but I have heard that the Protectors may be going to join forces with another organization with the same goals.”

A dark brow rose in question

“Have you heard anything definite?”

Seeing their two companions returning with their food the two smoothly changed the subject to where else Draco wanted to drag the group. After the food had been passed out Draco said.

“Harry, since we are also going to get back to clothes shopping after eating, want to stop at Beatrice’s Tats and pierces?”

A grin spread across the perfectly shaped mouth.

“Sure, finally ready to get that tattoo?”

Draco’s pale face glowed with the smile that appeared.

“Of course,”

Turning to their two currently shocked friends Draco questioned.

“Would you two like to get the tattoo with us?”

Hermione blinked while Blaise adapted a thoughtful look, after a couple of seconds of silence Hermione seemed to think about it and said.

“Yes, I do believe I would like to get one.”

Blaise nodded in agreement and asked.

“What is it?”

Reaching into a pocket, Draco pulled out a roughly shaped piece of parchment. From the looks of the image on the page you could tell a lot of attention and time had gone into it. As Draco smoothed out the crinkled page quietly whispering a charm to help smooth it out, light smudges were barely noticeable from changing line. Pushing the page to the married couple of the group they studied the intricate design.

The drawing was definitely a back piece, a large circle of what appeared to be a complicated knot and upon closer inspection turned out to be a Celtic knot of Eternity, about an inch thick. Inside the circle was a massive dragon of Emerald green; wings were spread in flight, legs poised for attack, the creature was impressive. Letters of the Chinese alphabet surrounded the great beast.

Looking to the two young men Hermione asked.

“What do these symbols mean? Is it Chinese?”

Leaning over the table to point to each symbol as he spoke the meaning Harry answered.

“Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, & Metal are the star aligned points. The one at the head is Life; the one on the tail means Death.”

Hermione smiled up at him.

“That is an incredibly wonderful tattoo, but I must ask, how did you learn these symbols?”

With a grin the Draco replied,

“We learned the language and decided to incorpor…”

About that time a large seemingly solid object was thrown into the unsuspecting blonde, causing him to land with a nasty, loud smack. Hermione and Blaise ran over to assist the Malfoy heir with his burden while Harry’s observant gaze took in the room from the direction the object had come from. Hearing a yell Harry swung around just in time to dodge a punch to the face from a large gorilla looking man. All of the sudden a teen about his age came running up and yelled.

“So you’re picking on innocent bystanders now? You are pathetic!”

Swing his right arm; he connected with massive man’s face causing his head to jerk back from the impact. Just as the brute’s head snapped backward five more thugs came running over. A groan sounded from the annoyed male, throwing his long dark brown braid over his shoulder he mumbled.

“I thought we had lost them.”

Harry looked over at him and said.

“Since I believe it was your friend that took out my partner, by the impact of flying body meets person meets floor, I’ll take to the two on the right and you the two on the left.”

Having a feeling by the look in the emerald eyed boy’s eyes the brunette smirked and said

“You are on!”

The two slim muscled teens ran too meet the morons head on, while over with our three magic wielders, Hermione and Blaise were busy with two more of the thugs trying to take on the male lying on top of Draco. Draco groaned as he waited for the room to stop spinning, which was hindered by the lack of oxygen due to the larger male that had tackled him to the ground. Pushing carefully, but determinedly at the dark blonde’s shoulders, he managed to push him up a bit and see dazed dark blue eyes. Shaking him a bit Draco asked.

“Hey, are you ok?”

The man seemed to shake himself a bit and look down at the comfortable pillow, meeting dark silver eyes he shoved himself up and rasped out.

“I am terribly sorry for that. Are you hurt?”

Shaking his head ‘no’ as he accepted the hand the tall man had stuck out and was pulled to his feet. When Draco continued to remain silent the man’s brow furrowed as he asked concerned.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

Snapping out of the daze the man’s voice had caused Draco replied.

“Yes I’m alright, though I think my friends could use our help.” Turning to see Hermione and Blaise struggling with the much larger men the two jumped in to help. Harry glanced over at his companion and called out as he dodged a blow to his already slightly bruised and bleeding face.

“How you hanging, mate?”

The braided male looked back at him quickly as he hollered back.

“I’m good, by the way.”

His sentence was cut short as he rolled out of the way of a knife being thrown by thug number three. Sweeping the brute’s feet out from under him and causing his head to hit with a loud thud. Throwing the long messy braid out of his face he finished.

“Name’s Duo.”

Harry grinned as he replied.

“Name’s Harry, nice to meet you.”

Duo’s brow furrowed slightly as the boy didn’t react to his name everyone knew the pilots and most were… kind, then again what should he care, with Treize helping the other three now that he was on his feet, Duo was happy for a bit of help.

Another ten minutes passed before they subdued the group of thugs, the police came to take them away and everyone was introduced. Duo turned to the group of friends as he helped Treize stay up.

“Thank you for your help.”

Shrugging it off Draco replied.

“It was nothing, we could use the exercise.”

Looking at his watch Duo groaned,

“Quatre is going to kill us! We said we’d be back by one and it’s almost two!”

Turning back to the group Duo regarded the Blonde and Brunette something about them was familiar. They fought extremely well, pushing the thought to the back of his mind Duo said.

“Well, we had best go. Maybe we will run into each other again.”

Draco and Harry gave the two quick nods in acknowledgement while the married couple smiled kindly. The group parted ways, leaving the wizarding heroes to continue with their day.

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Dusk was just setting in as Duo pulled up in the back of the safe house in his beloved, reliable, bucket of rust jeep. Turning off the rumbling engine, he hopped out the door and hurried around the hood of the car to assist Treize out of the side. Hearing the door to the house swing open Duo looked behind him as he half help half pulled the former OZ soldier out of the passenger seat. Seeing Zechs and Wufei at the door he sighed in relief. Before he could say anything Zechs was out the door and joining the attempt to get Treize into the house instead of the dirt. Heero pushed the door open fully to allow the team passage then followed them into the medic room where Trowa was cleaning up from his own treatment. Looking to the man on the bed and the braided hair pilot both sporting an array of injuries, Trowa asked as he moved to get a better look at the nasty looking gash on Duo’s eyebrow.

“What happened? I thought you were going shopping.”

Sighing, the violet eyed pilot sat to allow Trowa room to examine his face, while Zechs took care of Treize.

“We did, but we were attacked from behind by a large couple of thugs. We got separt…”

Wufei cut in.

“Hold on let me get Une on the screen she will want to know.”

The pilot of Wing Zero left the room quickly giving Trowa more time to clean up the blood on his brow. Soft footsteps let know of the returning Asian male and computer. Duo tried to grin, it coming out more as a grimace than anything and called

“Hey Wu….”

“Finish that and die,”

Was the rude interruption as he brought up the call screen, seconds passed before the concerned face of Lady Une appeared.

“What’s wrong?”

Zechs answered for them.

“Duo and Treize went to town and were attacked.”

“How badly were they hurt?”

Wufei picked the computer up and turned it, giving the Preventer’s leader a view of the two in question.

“What happened?”

Duo leaned back a bit as Trowa moved to his shoulder and said.

“We went shopping and were attacked from the flank by a couple of thugs. We were separated when their friends joined in. I found Treize when I heard a commotion in the food court and saw him go flying into a group of friends and took one of them to the ground with him. There was a green eyed teen that looked a bit like Heero, but not as serious, anyway he and I joined up to take out a few of the thugs. His friend Treize tackled joined a girl and boy they were with, in fighting. These two had incredible moves. Anyways thanks to them we were able to take’em with a few bruises. Well Except Treize here, that flight really messed with his head and the only thing keeping him from getting his ass handed to him was the Heero look-a-like Harry’s partner Draco. The cops took them away and we left shortly after cause I told Quat we’d be back by one.”

Looking to the group in the room he asked

“Where is he anyways? Heero was still on his mission when we left so…”

Une answered.

“Actually, Heero returned home earlier, but he was required for the mission he and Quatre just left for.”

Wufei having been gone most of the day said.

“I thought it was tomorrow.”

Shaking her head she replied.

“No, there was an emergency and they had to leave early.”

Turning back to the reason she was called she said.

“I will look into these men the police detained and see if there was a reason for the attack. Une out.”

The screen went blank and the pilots remained silent. Trowa stood up from his position next to Duo.

“You’re good for now. Zechs how is he?”

“He’s got a hell of a concussion. He’ll need to be monitored for the time being. Get some rest guys.”

The three pilots left to the medical room and left to finish anything they had been doing before the excitement of Deathscythe’s pilot.

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After the quartet finished their tattoos and made their way back to Hogwarts Hermione asked,

“What are going to tell the others?”

Blaise looked confused and asked.

“What do you mean ‘what are we going to tell them’?”

Hermione gave her husband an incredulous look and demanded.

“What do I mean!? Draco had a knot on his head, we all have bruises, not to mention it took us twenty minutes for Draco and Harry to get the bleeding to stop, and are limping a bit. That is what I mean, Blaise.”

The black haired head just shrugged and gave a goofy grin. Harry shrugged then pointed,

“It won’t matter now, here they come.”

No sooner did the words leave his lips then Lucius, Remus, Sirius, and Severus, and walk up to greet them. About five yards away Harry saw the wolf in Remus smell the blood that had smeared onto their close and that was all it took for Remus to run to the four teenagers and asking

“What happened? Where are you hurt and how badly?”

Upon hearing these words leave the werewolf’s lips the four remaining adults ran over as well. Sirius cupped his godson’s face to see and asked.

“What in the world, Harry, can we not leave you alone for five minutes without you getting into a fight?”

Harry noticed Lucius had Draco’s face in his hands as well and examined it.

“What in Merlin’s name did you two do?”

Harry just kind of shrugged and said

“We helped some people while we were at the mall. Some thugs were chasing them and we stepped in to help when they needed it.”

Lucius looked lovingly at his son and said.

“Draco, you know you need to report this.”

Sirius nodded in agreement to Harry causing both males in question to sigh. Harry spoke first.

“We know, we need to report to the Commander, but we wanted to get back first.”

The group hurried to the castle and then to the founder quarters they all had moved to. As soon as they entered the room Harry made his way to the table in the back of the room that held the computer they used to communicate with their boss. He remembered the hours he, Draco, and Hermione put in with random ideas from everyone else to get the electrical device to work in a strictly magical location. Flipping on the power switch and logging in to place the call to his boss, Harry sat to wait and explain. The others moved to the sitting area. Draco stretched as he leaned back and groaned a bit as he rubbed a hand over a nasty gash he’d got from one of the knife wielding thugs. Groaning a bit more he scrubbed a hand over his face and closed his eyes as he said.

“You know its times like these I curse Volde for letting those Doctors use me and Harry for guinea pigs, what I would give for a bruise salve or a pain reliever.”

Since his eyes were closed he missed the pained looks the other witches and wizards shared. They remembered when the two boys had been taken the summer Harry turned fourteen. They had just called a meet at the Order when a beaten and bloody Lucius and Severus had fallen into the kitchen of number twelve Grimauld Place, Remus, and Sirius had rushed forward to assist the two men when Lucius batted their hands away and said that Voldemort had Harry, the two spies had blown their cover to try to save the you boy and were caught. Voldemort had planned to torture the two men to insanity, but Draco had stepped in a given himself without a fight to the evil lord if they could leave with no further damage. Of course Voldemort had planned to take Draco away then kill the two men when Harry was able to break loose. The already severely injured boy had jumped to the two men and wrapped a necklace around their wrists then whispered the escape word as Bellatrix pulled him back. What the terrified parents and god parents didn’t know until they were led to the boy after nearly a year of searching was that the boy had not been killed, which was their only silver lining, because they knew if they had killed them they would have been public about the Savior’s death. Instead the two boys were given to a crazy group of Scientists to experiment on. As a result of the experimenting their bodies are no longer able to handle most pain killing or injury fixing potion and charms, though both boys changed in both mind and body. It hurt Lucius, who had taken over healing so Poppy could spend more time with her family; see one of the students get into a squabble and come to the Hospital wing and expect to be healed. Harry was still incredibly well trained in healing both magical and muggle, and both Draco and Harry were highly advanced in Potions. As soon as the adults had found out about the reaction to the potions Lucius had gotten a crash course in muggle healing form Sirius, leading to their getting together what had surprised everyone was the rest of the adults, and Hermione and Blasie wanting to learn as well, which led to their hooking up.

Hearing a sigh from across drew their attention to see Harry shove back from the desk and standing. Joining the group on the couches, Harry plopped back with absolutely no grace. Remus grinned at the relaxed look on his face.

“So what did the commander say?”

“That she would talk to the police and then get back in touch.”

Stretching out a giving some satisfying pops as he commented.

“You know when all of you found out about Draco and me working for the Protectors, I had expected anger, even tears to get us to quit. Boy were we surprised when you where all very understanding and encouraging, but I will admit it sure was a relief.”

Remus smiled at his honorary godson and said.

“You forget, Harry, Sirius became an illegal animagus at fifteen, the four of us joined the Order at sixteen, we know a bit about being young and doing dangerous things. Yes, you were fourteen when you started, but we also knew your commander wouldn’t give you too dangerous a mission until the summer of you fifteenth year.”

Standing from the chair beside his mate, he went to the bathroom and returned moments later with the med kits Lucius kept stocked. Handing one over to his friend to two sat before the Protectors and Lucius said.

“Now, sit still and no complaining. I’d say this will hurt me more than you, but it would be a lie.”

Severus had pulled Hermione and Blaise to the side and handed them the potions needed to heal any cuts and bruises they had.

After sitting around and chatting about this and that a chiming sounded in the room as a house elf pushed opened the door, Ever since Draco and Harry had been experimented on they had bad reactions to the house elves popping into the rooms and after Harry had thrown a knife at one the last time he had been surprised, they now popped into an adjoining room and entered through the door. Large liquidy, blue eyes encompassed the room at large before spotting the group sitting on the couches. Running over to them the creature bowed and announced.

“Dinner will be ready in an hour, Headmaster Dumbledore had requested that you join early to enjoy this special day with more friends and presents.”

Sirius nodded and said.

“Thank you, Loppy; we shall join him in the great hall.”

As soon as Harry cleared the doors to the Great Hall, the people awaiting their group burst into a beautifully off key rendition of Happy Birthday. With a smile the Birthday boy sat at the long table in the center of the room. The party started from that moment, with Pansy, Nevell, and many other people had come to celebrate their friend’s birth.

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Zechs helped the normally graceful Treize to the couch in the living room so the pilots could watch a movie together like they always do on Fridays. Around eleven o’clock that night everyone had wondered to their rooms, but for Duo who was still too wound up to sleep. The violet eyed pilot had just dozed off around one in the morning when a loud ringing sounded through the room bringing all of the pilots into the room in a flash. Duo flipped up the screen and pressed the button on the emergency line only to see the worried face of Lady Une. Zechs leaned down to get a good look at her when he asked.

“Une, what’s wrong?”

The woman sighed sadly as she said.

“I hate to tell you this, but Quatre and Heero’s mission was a trap. They have been captured by a group of Rebels.”

The group tensed as Duo asked.

“When are we going after them?”

Taking a deep breath, Une replied in a defeated tone.

“We aren’t. They said they shall kill them or worse if they as much as see a Gundam or Preventer anywhere near them. They have also been jumping from location to location.”

Duo’s eye filled as he turned away from the woman that had just broke his heart. Trowa placed a comforting hand on his shoulder when Duo had slammed himself into the just as devastated pilot’s chest. Une’s eyes filled as well see the reactions. Taking a deep breath she continued.

“I will be trying to find a way to save them.”

When the team could do no more than nod in acceptance, she mumbled

“I’m sorry,”

Before ending the call to allow the pilots privacy. When Shinigami had had a moment he turned to his fellow pilots and asked

“So you got any ideas?”

Treize looked over from the chair Zechs had forced him into and said.

“Well, first we need to find out more about these rebels and from there we can make a plan.”

All evidence of sleep was gone from the Pilots as they set about look into the information. After about a week of nonstop searching through all of their sources, last known location, and Lady Une’s private files and they still had nothing. Sitting before the leader of the Preventers they discussed their options. When it seemed like there was nothing they could do Une’s phone rang. Pressing the white button on the base of her phone she answered on the headset.

“This is Une.”

A cultured voice spoke from the other end.

“Hello Lady Une, This is Lucille Davenport, I was informed recently that you have a bit of a crisis on your hands.”

Une gave a small gasp as she replied.

“The Lucille Davenport?”

There was a soft laugh as the woman on the other end replied.

“The one and only, now about your problem, would you be willing to tell me exactly what the problem is?”

Jumping up from her seat, she ran to a nearby cabinet, with the phone still to her ear and pulled it open with a bit more force than needed and started pulling what seemed to be random files before tossing them on the desk nearby in rejection. After about twelve files the completely confused pilots heard

“Here we go.”

Walking back over to her desk she dropped the file on the desk before settling back down on her desk and flipping it open before explaining to the waiting woman. The pilots sat and waited as their commander gave the confidential information to someone on the phone. Seeing their nervous looks Une spoke into the head set.

“Lady Davenport, would you allow me to put you on vidscreen?”

“Of course you may, I take it the remaining pilots are sitting with you?”

“Yes, they are; One moment.”

Punching a few buttons a lovely lady in her mid thirties with dark red hair and kind blue eyes. Nodding to the pilots, Lady Davenport turned back to Une for the rest of the briefing. After Une got to the lack of information and their current meeting on what to do next, Lucille spoke up.

“Well, I happen to have two of the best trackers you can find in my group, would you allow me to fill them in and see what they can do?”

Zechs spoke up at that.

“What can they do that we haven’t already done?”

She smiled kindly as she replied.

“Well they have a unique way of tracking. These two have never failed a mission and don’t plan on starting any time soon.”

Une thought about it for a moment before saying.

“I appreciate your help, but I should warn you, if you team helps the pilots they will need to go into hiding with the pilots.”

Lucille shrugged and replied.

“They won’t mind. They have been bored without any changing missions, so let me let them know about this mission.”

Une nodded and replied.

“I am faxing the file now.”

“Alrighty, I will keep you posted.”

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Lucille hung up and leaned back in her chair as she waited for the whole file to finish coming through. Checking the pages as they came she noted the mission the two pilots had gone on along with a brief bit about both pilots. Glancing over the basic info, she quickly grabbed a file for each pilot and the mission information it’s self before rolling over to the desk holding her files on her members and pulled out the files on Draco and Harry. Marking a note in the file about the file she rolled back to the vidscreen phone and punched in the number to their com link then sat back to wait.

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A familiar beeping echoed through the silent room of the Hogwarts founders waking the tired occupants from some much needed rest. Stumbling to the source of annoyance Lucius pushed the green button to allow the call to come through as he hollered for Draco and Harry as he saw Lucille’s face appear. The two fighters walked into the room with only a little evidence to their lack of sleep. Draco shoved his hair out of his face and asked.

“What is it, Da..”

He stopped when he saw Lucille’s face and walked over with Harry.

“Hello, Lucille, what’s up.”

The woman smiled at the two and replied.

“I am terribly sorry for waking you up so late at night, but I have a mission that you two will need to start immediately and require your full attention.”

The two nodded and looked to Lucius who nodded as well.

“You two go on. I’ll tell the others when they get up. Just be careful.”

The two grinned before turning back to Lucille as Lucius went back to sleep.

“What will we need?”

“The basics for right now, couple change of clothes, basic med kit, if you need more I will pay for it.”

The two nodded saying.

“Be there so over and out.”

The two boys left to their rooms to pack a duffle bag each before meeting back in the common room, leaving a note the two boys left for their headquarters. Upon arriving at the large grey building the two males were shown to the main office and entered to see Lucille look up from the file on her desk, waving at the chairs before her desk indicating for them to sit. As they followed the silent order she began.

“Welcome, gentlemen, I have called upon you to take up a very important mission, but before I tell you of the details I should inform you that taking on this mission would mean going into hiding with these two boys and their friends when it was over. Before you ask I will explain it all to your guardians, that you can still have contact, but not constant contact.”

Looking to the pensive looks as they thought about it she continued.

“I will also tell you the fate of two teenagers rests on this mission succeeding.”

With a look to each other they seemed to have a silent conversation, then Harry looked her in the eye and said.

“Alright, chief, give us what we need to know.”

She smiled as she handed the over the files. As the boys glanced through them she began her explanation.

“This mission is a search and rescue. The two captives were set on what had seemed to be a routine mission before completely disappearing. They had been made to leave early as their target was on the move around thirteen hundred hours nine days ago. Lady Une lost contact with them around twenty hundred hours. It turned out the mission had been a trap which they didn’t find out until twenty two hundred hours when the Rebels that had captured them made it known. Now these two victims are not your ordinary fighters, they are…”

Draco interrupted with the answer.

“Gundam fighters, hence the going in to hiding bit.”

Harry picked up from there.

“It would have to be them as this may seem like a routine mission to us and them but it’s a rank five. Wing Zero, Heero Yuy, codename 01, unspoken leader of the group, nicknamed ‘perfect solider’. Sandrock, Quatre Reberba Winner of the Winner family, code name 04, has a space heart, unspoken peace keeper. Alrighty let’s see what we can dig up shall we?”

The two stood to head to their room they shared when they stayed to work missions and left, a second later Harry poked his head back in and asked.

“Where the other pilots receptive about giving the reins to another team?”

With a smile to the sweet boy she said

“They were willing to touch all bases when it comes to finding their comrades.”

Harry nodded before heading out the door once more and to his room. Lucille smiled at the closed door a moment before turning on her computer to call Lady Une. Once she saw the leader of Protector’s sister company’s face she happily informed her.

“Lady Une, I called to let you know my team was more than willing to except the mission, dangers and all.”

Une smiled a moment before frowning and commenting.

“Who would accept a mission knowing they had to go into hiding with my pilots?”

Lucille gave an understanding smile and replied

“Let’s just say, they are a lot more like the Gundam fighters than you know. When you meet them after completing the mission, if they aren’t very forth coming, which will probably be the case then I can send you their file. Which I will have to do anyways since they will now be more your fighters than mine, I will be sad to see them go.”

The last half was said more to herself than to Une, so it went without comment. With a tired sigh the former OZ enforcer leaned back in her chair and said

“I have faith in your team, Lucille let us just hope it isn’t misplaced. I want my boys home.”

Lucille replied kindly

“They haven’t failed me before and they won’t start now.”

The screen went blank as she cut the connection and leaned back in her own chair and said to herself.

“I just hope my boys aren’t over whelmed by the pilots. Good luck you two.”