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Slice of Life	By : Starla_Q Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 1313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 11: Lock Down

What was supposed to be a bright and clean Monday morning, turned out to be too turbulent to traverse. Not even five minutes at the school and he was bombarded with drama; the weekend headache had metamorphosized, blossoming into a pain in his ass. Without a moment's hesitation, he went straight to the office. "I know there's nothing you can do," Heero spoke to the principal, Duo at his side, "Allow me to deal with it."

"Mr. Yuy, you know I can't give you the authority to do anything drastic." The stout, older woman looked regretful. "Couldn't you wait until it blows over?"

He refused the notion. "Not even. An invasion of privacy at this level isn't something I'm willing to let slide." He had to choose his words carefully. "I have a reputation that's being hindered, I'll have to transfer if it's not taken care of." He knew this was a sensitive subject for the woman in charge, and Heero's credentials were nothing to stick her nose up at.

"And hey! If you leave, I can take your place in the dorm," Duo sounded like he was playing along nicely.

"That's true," Heero said with a smirk, "How's that sound? You want a hacker of his level in your midst, twenty-four-seven?"

She shut her eyes, glasses slipping down the to the tip of her nose, "I can't allow anything to endanger my students," she said and looked at him over the rims of her bifocals.

"I understand," he said as though his antics had gotten him what he needed. He was correct.

She began shuffling through her desk, eventually palming an item to her lap. "That's good. I'm sure you two will be fine on your own," she said and got up to leave her office. Something hit the floor behind the desk, she chose to ignore it. "If you'll excuse me," the old one said and left them standing there.

Scooping up the 'lost' set of keys, they made their way to necessary room. Their goal was the server, powerhouse of the school. "You're evil. I hope you know that," Duo commented on Heero's manipulative behaviour as he shouldered the heavy door open.

"And here I thought you knew me." His smile was wiry as they went in and got to work.

It took under an hour for Duo to hack through the security grid and take full control of the school. From the locks on the front doors, to the temperature of the heat lamps in the cafeteria, he had it all at his fingertips. "We should wait until more people get here."

Heero nodded, "Right. Turn off the bell, too."

Duo clicked away at the keyboard. Ten minutes past bell time was when he flipped the switch to lock every door in the building. "Aaaaaand there," he said and hit one final button to set the plan in motion. Be it a door to a classroom or the outside world, no one was getting anywhere until this issue was laid to rest. "The fear of god doesn't work on everyone. Are you sure this is going to have any effect?"

"Don't worry," he smirked, "Get me the mic." He was going to put an end to it.

A few more keystrokes and he was on the air. "Do you need me to mask your voice?" Duo asked as he passed the microphone off.

"Oh no, they're going to know who it is." As he turned the device on, a high pitch shrill filled the building for a few fleeting seconds. "Attention, students and staff. This is Heero Yuy," was how he chose to begin.

Relena sat in the front row of her classroom as this went on. "Please Heero," she said to herself, "Don't say anything you'll regret."

His announcement went on, "When I arrived this morning, I discovered someone had gone out of their way to create a slanderous art piece. I'm not going into details, if you're involved you know what I'm referring to." He could see Duo trying to stifle his laughter as he typed; Heero's language was so proper it sounded hilarious to him. "Though I dislike terrorism, I have no problem fighting fire with fire. This school will remain sealed until someone comes forward. Use the intercom in your class to contact the principal's office because, as of right now, you can no longer leave the room you're in. That is all." And he cut the mic.

Duo nodded, his bottom lip curled slightly, "Evil."

"Only slightly," he said and lounged back in a chair.

When a half hour was reached, Duo came out with another mode of incentive. "Try this," and held up a note for his partner to read, "This might get their attention."

Heero read the whole note and got back on the mic. "Nothing yet? I'll give you people another half hour to decide what's more important, your drama or your notes." He gave Duo the cue; with pleasure, he hit a single button and a split second later, the same button. This caused every sprinkler in the whole school to release a quick burst of water. They could hear the collective screams of the students through the walls. The hacker gave a victory spin in his chair as he did his best not to burst out laughing.

An hour had passed since it all began and so far, no one said a thing. The student body was in an uproar over the whole ordeal. Slightly dampened, they furiously texted one another, trying to track down the perpetrator. No one was willing to waste any of their work. Fortunately for them, the principal was on their side and monitored the duo's every move. She did nothing to hinder the two; the 'finer details' of the rumor led her to make such a choice.

"Alright," Heero's voice came over the intercom a third time. "Time to up the ante one final time. If I haven't received penance, I'll start bringing the collective average of the school down, student by student. Don't worry though, I won't give anyone a failing grade. This change will be so small, you won't even notice the points missing...I bet college might though..." he paused, letting that cold fact sink in, "...Consider this your ten minute warning." When it came to the top of the class, every point mattered, it could be the difference between community college, and a seat at an ivy league level university.

Duo nodded his head, "Pure evil," he said and accessed the school registry. "Did you ever think that no one knows anything?"

"If that were the case, it wouldn't have circulated in less than two days. Remember, Relena's a politician, these kind of smear campaigns happen all the time." Heero refused to back down. He didn't feel like it was a personal attack on his part, he only found it relatively annoying, it was Relena's involvement got his blood boiling.

"Let me guess, we're the ones who'll 'swoop in' and 'crack down'?" he motioned his fists as if to slowly demonstrate punches.

"Simply put." As if it were magic, someone came forward at the last possible moment. They met in the main office, principal absent.

She confessed, "They paid me a lot of money to do the watercolors, but I didn't draw it. There weren't even words in the speech bubbles when they gave it to me! I'm sorry," she said though forming tears, "Please don't touch anyone's marks."

The softer of the two sighed, "Come on, you gotta' let her go." He couldn't stand the sight of her crying. He could also relate to her; money was hard to come by for anyone, he assumed was her reason.

"She isn't the one who did anything wrong. So long as you tell me who paid you, you're free to go," was Heero's only stipulation.

"I don't know exactly. The group that did the line art went through someone else to commission me." She was then adding all the interactions she had with the commissionaire togethe; looking back, she knew it was fishy from the start. If only the money hadn't been so tempting. "I know they go to the high school at west side academy. That's all I know." She was holding her elbows and shaking, for she knew who she was talking to.

"Thank you," he said and turned to his accomplice, "Want to help me do some hunting?" He turned around to see his friend leading the girl out of the room, offering words of comfort, an arm around her shoulder.

Duo waved at him over his shoulder, "How about after lunchtime?" they heard a hand gun cock and froze in their tracks, "Or not."

The girl took off, "Another time I guess," she said and hurried away.

Heero lowered his empty firearm and nodded, "I thought so."

Duo lowered his empty arm and huffed. "I help out, and this is the thanks I get?" he said and shoved his hands in the pockets of his uniform, "Lame."

They rustled Quatre from class and caught him up on the initial plan. They followed Heero out of the school. He was shocked to say the least. "I can't believe someone would do that," Quatre walked with them in the direction of the accused school.

Undistinguishable face features left them to believe he was somwhere between worry and deep seeded thought. "I doubt it was meant for me." Heero walked with a contemplative expression on his face.

"Makes sense. Your reputation right now doesn't effect your career," Quatre had been informed on the content of the comic and seemed to be on the same page as Heero. This attack wasn't meant to harm him. "I wonder if Relena knows how far you're going out of the way for her?"

Duo smirked. "Me too," he said with sly eyes, "Kind of makes you wonder how much of that comic is true. What did happen after you two left?"

"Duo, the point of this mission is to keep people out of my personal life." Heero was annoyed that he had to deal with this kind of questioning at school. Trowa was bad enough, he wasn't expecting that, but he didn't need it from these two.

Reaching his hands in between his braid and the back of his neck, Duo laced his fingers and let them rest there. "When are you going to let people in? You're no fun."

"Not true. I'm taking you to a public school facility, to infiltrate their security and potentially maim a few of their pupils. I'd like to think I'm at least 'entertaining'," he scoffed at the idea that he was 'un-fun'.

"Fair enough," Duo submitted, "But I meant after hours, or gossip; you never talk or gossip."

"That's not true either." Quatre pointed out, "Heero did tell me about how you nearly destroyed Relena's car."

"That's it!" He threw his hands to the sky in frustration, "Was I the last to know about this?"

Heero shook his head, "No. I believe either Trowa or Wufei know."

"Wait," Quatre said and tried to recall Thursday night, "If neither of them know, how did you find out?"

"Quatre," Heero's voice was quick to scold him.

"What?" Duo said, confused as to why he was snapping.

"Never mind," Quatre said, dropping the topic. Poor Duo had to be left in the dark. Quatre had stumbled on yet another loophole in Heero's story, one that put him in the same room as Relena at some point that evening, after dropping Wufei off.

They walked silently for a few moments until Duo piped up again, "Maybe if you did open up more, we wouldn't be left to speculate."

"Did you ever think there was nothing to tell?" Heero asked.

"Says the guy who held a school at gun point," Duo comically pointed out, "I say that if it was 'nothing', you wouldn't have gone through all of that."

"Finally, truth." Heero gave him a victory.

"He's looking out for Relena's well being," Quatre made another unintentional stab at Heero.

"Not entirely true." Fed up with their antics, as innocent as they were, he decided to give them what they wanted. "I'm concerned about the accuracy of the story," this silenced his friends, "I wasn't the one who won that pool game."

Duo exchanged glances with Quatre and they mouthed a few notions back and forth. The two were unable to distinguish whether or not Heero's line was a 'come hither' to continue guessing, or a 'that's all you get' statement.

They would have to wait for an answer because they were closer to their destination than anticipated. Their interrogation ground to a halt when the three walked straight up the stairs of the school and went right in. Having met the principal of the school the night of the banquette, Heero was able to curry her favour in enough time to completely diffuse any further questions from his friends. They quickly got to work.

Again, a blind eye was turned toward Heero's antics as he raided the school. If nothing else, they made some progress. Shaking down a few of the students, involved in the arts program, revealed a deeper seeded conspiracy. The ones who did the line art, weren't the ones who originally conceived the idea. A fact that became quite obvious.

"I was only one of the inkers! I swear," the student revealed all that he knew. His two arms were let go of and he was permitted to fall to his knees, holding his stomach in pain. It hurt badly enough that the guy gasped for air, choking to get oxygen.

Quatre polished his right fist, for it had been a long time since it was used in such a way. He stealthily concealed the panic attack he had after punching the guy. "A lot of good that did us," he commented because he disliked resorting to violence as soon as they did.

"At least we know where we're supposed to be looking," Heero said and let them into a 'staff only' section of the school, compliments of the school's principal. Wasting no time, they began sifting through the school's server. They were looking for scans, or uncompleted versions of the 'art piece'.

"If they did it by hand..." Duo had his feet up on the desk and was leaning back, tired of going through file after fruitless file. He was thinking about pieceing all the logic of this book together and it wasn't working well.

"They're gone," Quatre followed up before Duo could finish. This pulled the attention of the others. "There seems to be a bunch of students who transferred out. Take a look," he said and showed the screen to Heero.

He had a feeling the person responsible for the act may have very well fled. It would seem he was right. Duo checked the school transfer transcript over his shoulder and noticed the request occurred the day after the banquette. "They put in the request during the banquette. Looks like someone knew that their plan was flawed." He could tell these people were intentionally running now.

"That, or it was intended to be a 'swan song'. Where did they transfer," Heero asked, unfinished with their collective ass.

"Different places," Quatre said and pointed to some dates.

"Hold that thought," Duo intervened and worked through the computer's operating system, manipulating it's availability of information. "...these people were smart. They created false profiles." He drew attention to the creation date of the 'student information'. "There's about five different cases that transferred on the same day. We've got no idea who's real or not, we could be chasing a ghost." He sat back and let out a heavy sigh. "Whoever they are, they aren't just an artist." Implying that they had extensive computer knowledge as well as a keen eye with the pen.

"Showing up here's probably rattled a few heads," Quatre mentioned, "What's the chance of them doing this again?" He had a point. If their presence made any sort of impact(and it did), it would be reflected in the rumors of tomorrow.

"Okay," Heero said, "I'd like to say this is wrapped up...but I guess we'll have to wait and see." They left the school, minimal casualties, with little to no information on the perpetrator.

"This sucks," Duo summed their travels up in two words. "If we made enough noise, they'll back off, right?"

"If we're lucky," Heero said, he sounded let down. Roughing up a few students wasn't his intention, roughing up the right student was his goal; he fell short, in a personal opinion.

"The truth is out there," Duo referenced an old television show of the time, "Or is it?" He turned his disjointed attention back to Heero, who was trying to avoid the whole conversation they had on the way there.

"All that you need to know, is out there already," Heero deflected.

"I doubt that. I think we have a right to know how freaky you are. For our own safety. What if one of us stumbles on you in a moment of rapture? We could be scarred for life if we didn't know how to handle it," Duo reasoned with him, with minimal success.

"I'm not that bad," he said with a chuckle. Heero was assuming they had seen the comic and defended himself as necessary. He would never have thought to use a cue stick in such a way, it was laughable. Interesting, too.

"Here's hoping," Duo laughed.

Quatre only laughed half-heartldly, "Yeah."

"How would someone even come up with something like that?" Duo continued, "It had to have literally happened in real life, for them to have that idea," he said as he referred to the 'pool cue' incident in the middle of the booklet. His comment unknowingly made both Heero and Quatre cringe at their own individual thoughts, for their own separate reasons.

The comic that was released the very next day would show them how little they knew about the situation. It also showed them how close the creator had gotten, undetected. Not only were there two new 'leads' in the newest edition, it sported new art yet again.
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