Hera yawned loudly as she looked around the room. Duo laughed at the television as Ramna fell into the fountain. Hera squirmed and squeaked on Junior’s lap, he didn’t know if she was doing it on purpose but he seemed to be in pure agony from Quatre’s point of view.
“Where’s Quatren?” Trevor asked as he poked his head in the door.
Hera looked up from her spot and smiled “I dunno, you are the one that is supposed to keep track of her.” Hera shrugged.
“Yes but, she’s your best friend, can you please go and see what’s keeping her?” Trevor asked as he sat on the couch besides Trowa and Quatre.
“Fine, keep my spot warm.” Hera chuckled as she wiggled some more before getting up.
Thank god I have got baggy pants on! He thought, “You little wench you were doing that on purpose!” Junior cried as it finally dawned on him.
“What, you think I’d squirm for nothing? Geesh, I am the daughter of the perfect soldier right?” She laughed as she walked out of the room and up the stairs. The halls were quite, too quite for Hera’s liking. Her soldier’s intuition rose and her sleeve formed into a knife in her hand. She walked cautiously down the hall, her back to the wall. She opened the first door, nothing. She opened the second door and stepped in, the window was opened.
“Come out.” She snapped.
There was no sound, only the wind and the sound of the curtains flicking. She leaped over the bed and held the knife out to a throat, she was laying on her stomach on the bed.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” She asked as the other girl stood slowly. She had on a ridiculous looking black SWAT suit and a bellaclava on her head.
“I-I…” She stuttered.
“Relena, spit it out. I have no qualms about slitting your throat and I have plenty of places that I can hide you.” Hera said as she got up on her knees and tapping the knife on Relena’s throat.
Relena glared at her “I know that you rigged that little escapade up with my Heero, and I am here to speak to him.” She said.
“Good enough.” Hera shrugged as put the knife in her belt and put her shirt over it. “I don’t know where he is.” Hera said as she walked down the hall. She opened the third door and found nothing. Relena watched as Hera turned on her heel and ran down the hall and crawled out the hall window.
“What are you doing?” Relena yelled as she watched Hera shimmy her way up the water pipe.
“Stay there, I left something here and I don’t want you to fall!” She said quickly “Actually, it would be nice to see your brains on the sidewalk.” She huffed under her breath as she pulled herself on the roof. Her eyes went wide as she saw the scene.
“What di…” Relena trailed off as she got on the roof.
Quatren and Heero were scrambling for clothes, Quatren was turning flushing but Hera couldn’t tell if it was from her ‘activities’ or the fact that she was caught.
“Otosan!” Hera freaked as she grabbed Relena’s waste and forced her off the roof and on to the pipe. She whirled around and glared at the two. “What in gods name do you think you are doing?” Hera screamed.
“H-h-hera, calm down!” Quatren cried as she ran forwards and grabbed Hera’s shoulders. Hera yanked her hands off of her and started to stalk towards Heero, she raised her hand and punched him as hard as she could. He fell backward and laid where he was. She knelt down and raised her fist again to punch him, there was a thwacking sound as Heero caught her fist.
“You fucking idiot!” She snarled as she wrenched her hand out of his grasp. She straddled his lap and lifted her other arm to punch him, he covered his face and let the blows rain. “Do…you…know…what…you…just did?” Hera screamed as she punched him in the stomach. She was breathing hard and she was shaking all over.
“Get off of me.” Heero muttered.
“No.” Hera snapped as she leaned over and glared at him, their cobalt eyes meeting.
Heero grabbed her arm and yanked her sideways with all of his might, he was scared for a second that he might have yanked her arm out of its socket but was relieved when it did not, she didn’t even budge. She had the same strength as him, and all of the physical characteristics that he had. He was slightly scared because she had less control over her emotions then he did and she was that much more unpredictable.
“What the hell is going on?” a voice asked behind the two.
“Junior!” Quatren cried “Get her under control!” She ran over to him and yanked at his wrist.
Junior frowned and shook his head deafly as she watched the two Yuy’s fight with each other. Duo stood where he was too and watched the father and daughter in their deadly game.
“I have never seen her like this.” Junior said quietly as Hera snarled and grabbed a fistful of his hair. “We better leave them alone or we’ll get caught in it.” Junior said quietly as he crawled slowly over the edge. Duo frowned and looked at the two and then at Quatren who was beginning to cry.
“Father!” She cried as she dropped to her knees, she watched Junior leave and then turned to the two wrestling for control. “Please, Hera stop it!” She pleaded.
“No!” Hera panted as she slapped Heero. “Do you know what…” Heero flipped her on her stomach and held her in a sleeper hold “You are doing?” She whispered as she twisted arm around and he stopped. “Let go.” Hera said lowly, he did and slowly revealed the situation. Hera had a viscous hold between Heero’s legs.
“Hera, what the hell is this about?” Duo asked as his eyes widened.
Hera was panting and she still did not let go of her grasp. “I caught the two of them up here.” She growled.
Heero started to loose the stoic nature and was revealing a more nervous boy as he looked at Duo. His mouth dropped as he saw Duo laugh. “Y-Y-you’re not angry?” Heero asked.
Duo stalked over and met Heero’s gaze defiantly “Do you think I’ve been innocent?” He asked.
Heero’s eyes widened and Hera let go of him and crossed her arms “You don’t lie though.” Hera said with some speculation.
Duo snorted “I don’t…you just never asked.” He said simply.
Heero frowned “Wha…who?” He asked
Duo looked at Hera, then Quatren and then at Heero. He started to giggle nervously “Why’d I bring it up?” He whispered, mainly to himself “Promise you won’t get angry?” He wasn’t staring at Heero, but at Hera.
“It depends…spit it out.” Hera muttered as she stepped towards him.
“UmitwasAii’msorry.” He gushed.
“Who?” Hera asked as she stepped closer and put an arm around his shoulder and shoved him roughly.
Duo tried to push away but found himself cornered by all three of the pilots, and Hera’s facial expression was changing from worse to worse. “Uh…Itwasai.” He said quickly. He squeaked as Hera dragged him to the edge of the roof and tossed him over so that he was sitting on the edge and his feet were hanging in the air.
“Can Shinigami fly?” Hera asked
Duo cried as he grasped onto Hera’s arm. “This is so not funny.” Duo cried as he looked around.
“Well,” Hera sighed loudly “I think its fucking hilarious! You slept with Ai? And MY FATHER is sleeping with one of my other friends…” She leaned closer to his ear “IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE?” She screamed
Quatren cried, “please, stop it!”
“You stay there.” She snapped as she looked at Quatren and then turned to Duo. “Well my dear…you never answered me, can Shinigami fly or not…no lying now.” She said.
“You are such a sadist!” Duo cried as Hera loosened her grasp slowly. “Hee-chan! Help me!” He cried.
A rueful smile came over Heero’s face, “Well I was always wondering that myself, can Shinigami fly?” He asked.
“HEERO YUY!!!!” Came a shrill cry from behind them.
Hera, Duo, Heero and Quatren turned to see Relena standing on the ledge with a gun pointed at her head. “If you don’t tell me what the hell you mean by calling him father then…then…I’ll shoot myself.” Relena cried
Hera dragged Duo back over the edge and dumped him on the floor, she stalked over to Relena.
“Don’t take a step closer!” Relena screamed as she pointed the gun and Hera.
Hera jumped forwards and caught Relena’s wrist and yanked her hard, she fell down and the gun clattered out of her grasp and Quatren picked it up and tossed it over the edge of the roof. “Stupid bitch!” Hera snarled as she pulled Relena to her feet. “Grow up! Stop stalking and give it up! You might not like the fact and it doesn’t go properly in your perfect little world but Heero’s gay and he’s my pimp!” Hera snarled.
“Wha-wha-what?” Relena looked at Duo, then to Heero and then to Hera.
“It’s true…I’ll do anyone…even you for a price.” Hera muttered sadistically as she pulled her close and slowly put her knee between Relena’s legs.
Relena cried and closed her legs “Get away from me!” She said as she wrenched her wrist out of her grasp and ran to the edge and shimmied back down the pipe and cried as she ran away.
“Well,” She glanced over the edge “That got rid of that problem.” She dusted her hands off and slumped onto the edge. “Now as for our other problems.” She turned and glared at the boys “I want all three of you to promise me that you will keep your hands off of each other or I will be ripping each of you a new asshole. Am I clear?” She asked
Heero glanced at Quatren and then at Duo “Fine.” They all muttered as they turned and walked to the edge and crawled back down into the hall. Hera’s mood changed almost immediately to lighthearted and happy like she always was. She walked back down the hall and into the living room and saw Junior stretched out on the couch, sleeping. She rubbed her hands together and grinned evilly, licking her lips…
“Playtime.”