Silver Tears of the Dragon, Part 1
By: Sylverfall
Pairing: 5x2
Disclaimers: I don't own the gundam boys, I don't own The Red by Chevelle,
I don't own So I Need You by 3 Doors Down, I nothing, so please don't sue!
Warnings: Drugs, Violence,
Rating: R
He glanced at the Asian boi, who lie unconscious in the hospital bed. A single tear trails down his face. He turns to the taller pilot next to him. "I can't believe it. It doesn't seem like Quatre to do something like that!" The taller bishounen just nods. "I know. He really lost it after watching his sister die. The were really close." "I know. I guess I would too, though. But still..." The taller pilot pats him on the shoulder and walks, leaving the violet-eyed boi alone with the unconscious Asian.
He makes a phone call. "Hn." "Yuy?" "Barton." "Have you located Quatre yet?" "Negative. Wind and Water are still looking." "Okay. I'll check back in an hour." He hangs up and walks out of the hospital.
// They say freak, when your singled out.//
Duo and WuFei walk to school, hand in hand. Duo looks like nothing could possible go wrong, and WuFei is as usual, teasing him. "Baka, we are sure to have someone beat us up if we go tonight. Are you crazy, or do you just have a death wish?!" "Wu-man, I'm the god of death, it doesn't scare me. Besides, if someone touches you, they're going down!" WuFei just laughs.
//The red, well it filters through.//
Duo was reckless and very protective over what he considered to be his. He just couldn't get enough of it. "Okay, if you insist. I'll go." He stops, and Duo looks at him quizzically. "What's wrong?" WuFei just grins and pulls the American boi to him and kisses him. *Gods, being with him is heaven. I don't ever want to lose him. * Duo just gets this goofy grin, puts his arm around WuFei, and they go to school like that.
//So lay down your pretty head.//
Duo sits in class alone. Most of his classes are without his beloved Asian boi, and he's torn to pieces knowing that will WuFei will come of of his class looking like hell. His shirt will be wrinkled, with a few buttons missing. He will still have a mark on his face where a girl, who will have slapped him for being gay.
//When insight goes red again.//
His hair will be out of his ponytail, and he'll tell Duo it was nothing, when a guy will have tried to cut it all off. Duo's getting frustrated and agitated just thinking about it. He grabs his binder and paper, his jacket, stands up, and walks right out of the room.
//Seeing red again. Seeing red again.//
The student's stare, and the teacher gets up to talk to him. When the teacher gets to the door, there's not a single sign of him. The teacher just shakes his head and signs another referral for Duo Maxwell. Girls whisper amongst themselves, and by the period after next everyone will know that Duo Maxwell did it again.
//They change, are more contained, slip away, and clear your mind.//
WuFei is not surprised when class gets out and Duo's standing there, jacket thrown over one shoulder, hands in his pocket, and a surely look on his face. He sees WuFei, and a smile spreads a crossed his face, up to his eyes. He bounds over to WuFei, his braid swishing behind him, tempting another boy to pull it.
//When asked who made it show, the truth, it gets seen to most.//
WuFei glares at the boy, and he drops back. WuFei may take whatever crap he gets in the class room, but he would kick anyone's ass in a second once in the halls or any where else other than class, all in the name of justice and what is right. Duo puts his arm around WuFei's waist, and they walk together to WuFei's motorcycle. A sandwich hits the fender of the rear wheel as they roar off campus for lunch.
//So lay down, those pretty dreams.//
WuFei stopped when they got to the safe house. He took the offending sandwich off of his motorcycle and put it in the trash, and then headed in after Duo. The braided boy had set his helmet on the table and was in the shower, and WuFei could hear him humming. WuFei longed to be in the shower with him *Oh, I wish we had more time! Gods, can't this semester be over any sooner?! * Instead he put some soup on the stove to warm, and got out some dinnerware. By the time Duo had finished his shower, WuFei had had his soup in silence, and was waiting for him.
//When insight goes red again.//
Duo came out with is hair braided and dripping, smelling like coconuts and roses. He bounced over to the table, quickly ate, took care of his dish and then grabbed his coat. They both headed out. This time they took Duo's car. It had just been dropped off from the shop; a candy- apple red Lamborghini with silver spoilers and a killer sound system.
//So lay down, those pretty dreams.//
They arrived at the school, Drowning Pool's 'Let the Bodies Hit the Floor' blaring out of the stereo, the bass line making the frocks on the ground do a little a dance on the ground. Duo took the keys out of the ignition, and the two of them walked into the school together. WuFei and Duo split up again. WuFei was getting anxious. He had three more class periods left in the day, and his American was in his last period only of these three.
//When insight goes red again.//
He would walk into that class, and Duo's beautiful braid would be frazzled, and chalk powder would be all over his pants and jacket. There will be a tear in his sleeve again, WuFei knows it, and the teacher will scold Duo again on the condition of his uniform. "Honestly, Duo," the teacher will say, "You have *got * to stop getting chalk all over yourself. You're not in grade school anymore, young man."
//Seeing red again, seeing red again, seeing red again, seeing red again, seeing red again.//
Then the teacher will turn on him, and he'll be too furious to hear what the teacher says. There was no justice in this school, and no one here knew what is right. Such insolence, that a teacher would not believe a student that other students threw it on him. The injustice of it all! *And justice will be mine, someday, * WuFei thinks. Someday, they will escape this hellhole. But for now, they put up with it.
//They say freak, when your singled out.//
The school day ends, and they leave class together. They both look horrible; Duo is covered from head to toe in chalk, and WuFei has wood shavings all over him. If someone were to light a match or a lighter near the both of them, the both of them would burst into flames. They head to their bathroom; it's theirs because no one else even thinks of using it. They change and stuff their uniforms into their packs. WuFei is wearing a white muscle tank, and baggy khaki colored pants.
//The red, it filters through.//
His hair is back, and he wears some slightly white tinted sunglasses. He has a white blouse on over his tank. Duo has his hair up in a braid still, but he wears some tight leather pants, and black muscle tank. He wears a silver cross, and a black leather jacket over his tank. He has sunglasses hanging out of the left breast pocket. They walk out of the building, and hop into the Lamborghini. The other students just stare after them as they roar off, Linkin Park's 'Paper Cut' carrying off into the distance.
//If you could step into my head//
They get to the safe house; Quatre and Trowa are there, but there is no sign or Heero. "Ey, Barton, where's He-chan?" Trowa just shrugs. Heero walked out the back door when he heard their car approaching. Heero and Duo had had a bitter breakup, and now that Duo was going out with WuFei, the Perfect Soldier avoided him as much as he could.
//Tell me would you still love me.//
He kept himself busy with missions and maintenance on his gundam, and if he had time after that, he usually escorted Miss Relena to official functions. The other pilots were getting worried; Heero couldn't stand being around Relena before, and now he was almost always around her. Quatre suspected that they had at least screwed; Relena had this glow about her lately.
//And if you woke up in my bed//
Relena has always been crazy for Heero, he knew that. And she would be the kind of girl to help a guy rebound. She knew that the chances of them getting any farther than just a couple of months wasn't likely, but still, a girl had to hope. She slipped into her gown, and was going through her jewelry box when he arrived to take her to the charity ball.
//Would you still hold me//
He had his hair slicked back, as much as it would and a tuxedo. He walked over, pawed through her box, and got out a pair of earrings and a necklace; silver with Blue Zircon, and Diamonds. She has to wonder how she was eve ready for the political functions on time before they went out. Then she remembered that she wasn't. Not once. Never was she on time before she and Heero had started going out.
//Or would simply let it lie//
Heero was getting used to Relena. He knew that he and Duo were over, and Relena was the only one that had such strong feelings for him. The number of functions was getting to him though, and the fact that she could never choose what jewelry to wear. He knew he could learn to love her, but it would never be the same as Duo. He was starting to miss the little things; the slight mess that followed Duo everywhere, and how excited he had always been, seeing him after a mission.
//Leaving me still wondering why//
Duo always flung himself at Heero, thankful he was alive. Relena's palace was spotless though, and to fling herself at him would be immature, considering her position of power. She rarely let all of her hair down, and never wore casual clothes. Always slacks or gowns, always a suit.
//I can't get you out this head I call my mind, and I will say//
Duo is ready for the dance, but WuFei, still unsure about even going, is stalling. Quatre and Trowa have a mission. They wanted to go to the dance also, but a mission's a mission. WuFei wished them luck; Duo gave them each a cross. He kept getting a bad feeling about this one. He knew a cross wouldn't help them if something went wrong, but it presented hope in the most desperate situations.
//Oh no, can't let you go my little girl//
WuFei and Duo again took the car; this time they had Dirty Vegas' 'Day's Go By' in. They arrived at the school, and Duo had his hair in just a plain ponytail for the occasion. Just for safety, they would be just friends. They walked into the school separately.
//Because you're holding up my world, so I need you//
Hard as WuFei tried, he couldn't keep his eyes off Duo. No one seemed to have recognized them yet, but he still worried someone would, especially if he didn't stop looking. He had danced with several girls, and so had Duo, but Duo had danced much more, and WuFei was jealous, but not of Duo. He was jealous of the girls who were dancing with *his * Duo, and he was dying to do the same.
//Your imitation of my walk//
While no one might recognize them tonight, they would tomorrow when they showed up and his hair is cut. The girls will swoon, and the boys would be furious. They had let their girls dance with the two boys, the two faeries, the two faggots. And most of the girls were really attractive. But none of the girls could add up to Duo!
//And the perfect way you talk//
The dance ended, and they left again. A few boys had noticed the two 'new' boys leaving, and realized then who they were. They grabbed their girl friends and hopped into their cars, roaring after the Lamborghini.
//It's just a couple of the million things that I love about you//
Duo heard the bee-like buzz of the tiny Honda's. He glanced in his rearview mirror and saw them in pursuit. He glanced at the gas gauge, and told WuFei to hold on. He slowly added pressure to the gas pedal, until the Honda's were right behind them, then he floored it, spraying their cars with rocks. The Honda's lost sight if the candy-apple red car.
//So I need you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you.//
Trowa watched Quatre's gundam narrowly evade another missile. Something was wrong with the Sandrock Gundam, it wasn't responding to Quatre's commands nearly as fast as it should. Trowa knew Quatre's gundam couldn't take much more from Heero's Wing Gundam. How Quatre's sister had gotten hold of it in the first place neither one of them understood.
//If I jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge//
But they knew she was under the influence of the Zero system, and they knew it wasn't the same as if they were fighting her. No, not at all like fighting with her, because she would never have gotten in a gundam in the first place. Which brings them full circle to how she got in in the first place.
//Tell me would you still follow me//
Adrianne's next shot took out Quatre's main arms. Trowa had no choice, and he didn't like it, but he had to either watch his lover die, or kill the one trying to kill him. He aimed both of his missile barrels at the cockpit of the Wing Gundam and fired for a whole minute. He knew that Adrianne could not have possibly survived.
//and if I mad you mad today//
Relena and Heero barley made it to the function on time. Even with the flags on the limo, the traffic was so bad that they ended up taking side roads and ally ways. To top it, it was pouring so heavily, that thirty seconds to the cover of building wasn't enough time to keep them from getting thoroughly soaked.
//tell me would you love me tomorrow please//
Her hair was plastered to her neck and shoulders, and her bangs were plastered to her forehead. Water dripped off her skin, her dress, and her hair. Heero's hair was plastered to his head as well, and puddles were left on the linoleum behind them.
//or would you tell me you don't care//
Relena and Heero have had an uneventful night so far. For all she can tell, this one will go like all the others. There will be some dancing and talking, and then she'll take the podium. She'll deliver her speech, and everyone will talk and dance some more, and then leave. A couple talk shows will ask her for interviews, she'll decline, and then Heero will drop her off and head off for another mission that he may not return from. But tonight she keeps getting this nagging feeling. Something's in the air, and even though people are dancing and talking, it's too still. Something's wrong in the world.
//and then leave me standing there//
Just before she's about to go up to the podium, Heero stops her and gets down on one knee, and the place goes quiet. The silence is louder than the sound of fifty lions roaring all at once, and she finds herself frozen to the spot. Heero's finally asking her to marry him, but she doesn't hear him.
//like a fool, who is drowning in despair and screaming//
She sees his mouth moving, and when it stops, the rings there, in a black velvet box, and she hugs him and says yes. But while he's putting the ring on her finger, she's seeing something else. Wing Zero is taking missiles from the Heavy Arms gundam, and she can hear Quatre screaming his sister's name from Sandrock. Trowa's trying to comfort him, and he just goes quiet. He returns to earth, and says nothing. She passes out before she even gets to the podium.
//oh no, can't let you go my little girl//
Heero stands to catch her fall. He thinks she's surprised, but before he can do anything, he hears gunfire in the room. He hits the floor with Relena, but he knows it was too late; the bullets have already ripped through her, and there's a searing pain in one of his arms. He just sits there holding her body as it already starts going cold. The media is there a few minutes later.
//because you're holding up my world so I need you//
Duo and WuFei arrive to an empty safe house. *Quatre and Trowa must still be on that mission, * thought WuFei. *I hope their mission is going okay. * WuFei was exhausted, but he really didn't feel like sleeping, so he turned on the television. There should have been a stupid late night dating show or some comedy show on, but instead the screen was filled up with a news anchors face, and a very somber looking news caster at that.
//Your imitation of my walk//
"Earlier this evening, Miss Relena Darlien-Peacecraft was shot and fatally wounded. She was attending a charity function for AID's patients and had just been proposed to by war hero Heero Yuy when she passed out, with gunshots ensuing. There are no suspects at this time." Duo just looks at WuFei, a blank expression on his face. "Maybe we should call Heero?" "Like he would have his phone on right now. He's probably got a million people trying to reach him. Besides, he's probably going to be taken in for questioning. Last thing he needs is to be bothered by us right now." "Right. I guess. Still, I just want to make sure he's all right." "Fine."
//And the perfect way you talk//
The next day, Duo and WuFei go to school separately. They go to all their classes, and several kids tried beating each of them up for dancing with their girl friends. Neither one has seen any sign of Trowa and Quatre, and they're assuming that Heero is still in for questioning. Neither one is very awake, so when class lets out, they both just go to bed for the day.
//It's just a couple of the million things that I love about you//
WuFei wakes up first. He really needs to study, but right now he only feels like walking. He leaves a note for Duo, grabs his jacket, and walks out. He's walking in a forest, a little off the path, when he hears something to his side.
//So I need you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you//
He goes to check it out, and finds the Sandrock gundam. He looks around, but sees no sign of Quatre. EH goes back to path, and heads to the safe house. Just as he he's about to walk through the door, someone grabs him and has a gun to his head. "Don't even think of calling for help. Just get in the car." "Qua.Quatre!" "I mean it. Do it now!" WuFei reluctantly gets in the car, and Quatre gets in the car with him. "Turn right out of the driveway."
//I'm on my own. I'm on my own. I'm on my own. I'm on my own, yeah//
"Where are we going?!" "Don't ask questions. Just do as I say, when I say." WuFei obeyed his orders. He had no clue what was going on, but something was very, very wrong. "Quatre, where's Trowa?" "Don't ask questions!" They drove in silence, and then Quatre instructs him to stop. They're out at one of the bases.
//oh no, can't let you go my little girl//
They drive through the gates, and then Quatre leaves him there, giving him instructions not to move. When Quatre is thirty feet away, WuFei starts up the car and starts driving off. As he's leaving, Quatre shoots after him.
//because your holding up my world, so I need you.//
He get's WuFei in the left shoulder, and then he shoots out the right front tire, sending the car out of control. The car flips and rolls, and the security alarms are going off all over the base. Quatre runs to where he's just outside of it, and then hit blows the whole thing up with a remote detonator. Police, Fire, and Ambulance show up 20 minutes later.
// Your imitation of my walk, and the perfect way you talk, it's just a couple of the million things that I love about you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you, yeah.//
OWARI
He glanced at the Asian boi, who lie unconscious in the hospital bed. A single tear trails down his face. He turns to the taller pilot next to him. "I can't believe it. It doesn't seem like Quatre to do something like that!" The taller bishounen just nods. "I know. He really lost it after watching his sister die. The were really close." "I know. I guess I would too, though. But still..." The taller pilot pats him on the shoulder and walks, leaving the violet-eyed boi alone with the unconscious Asian.
He makes a phone call. "Hn." "Yuy?" "Barton." "Have you located Quatre yet?" "Negative. Wind and Water are still looking." "Okay. I'll check back in an hour." He hangs up and walks out of the hospital.
// They say freak, when your singled out.//
Duo and WuFei walk to school, hand in hand. Duo looks like nothing could possible go wrong, and WuFei is as usual, teasing him. "Baka, we are sure to have someone beat us up if we go tonight. Are you crazy, or do you just have a death wish?!" "Wu-man, I'm the god of death, it doesn't scare me. Besides, if someone touches you, they're going down!" WuFei just laughs.
//The red, well it filters through.//
Duo was reckless and very protective over what he considered to be his. He just couldn't get enough of it. "Okay, if you insist. I'll go." He stops, and Duo looks at him quizzically. "What's wrong?" WuFei just grins and pulls the American boi to him and kisses him. *Gods, being with him is heaven. I don't ever want to lose him. * Duo just gets this goofy grin, puts his arm around WuFei, and they go to school like that.
//So lay down your pretty head.//
Duo sits in class alone. Most of his classes are without his beloved Asian boi, and he's torn to pieces knowing that will WuFei will come of of his class looking like hell. His shirt will be wrinkled, with a few buttons missing. He will still have a mark on his face where a girl, who will have slapped him for being gay.
//When insight goes red again.//
His hair will be out of his ponytail, and he'll tell Duo it was nothing, when a guy will have tried to cut it all off. Duo's getting frustrated and agitated just thinking about it. He grabs his binder and paper, his jacket, stands up, and walks right out of the room.
//Seeing red again. Seeing red again.//
The student's stare, and the teacher gets up to talk to him. When the teacher gets to the door, there's not a single sign of him. The teacher just shakes his head and signs another referral for Duo Maxwell. Girls whisper amongst themselves, and by the period after next everyone will know that Duo Maxwell did it again.
//They change, are more contained, slip away, and clear your mind.//
WuFei is not surprised when class gets out and Duo's standing there, jacket thrown over one shoulder, hands in his pocket, and a surely look on his face. He sees WuFei, and a smile spreads a crossed his face, up to his eyes. He bounds over to WuFei, his braid swishing behind him, tempting another boy to pull it.
//When asked who made it show, the truth, it gets seen to most.//
WuFei glares at the boy, and he drops back. WuFei may take whatever crap he gets in the class room, but he would kick anyone's ass in a second once in the halls or any where else other than class, all in the name of justice and what is right. Duo puts his arm around WuFei's waist, and they walk together to WuFei's motorcycle. A sandwich hits the fender of the rear wheel as they roar off campus for lunch.
//So lay down, those pretty dreams.//
WuFei stopped when they got to the safe house. He took the offending sandwich off of his motorcycle and put it in the trash, and then headed in after Duo. The braided boy had set his helmet on the table and was in the shower, and WuFei could hear him humming. WuFei longed to be in the shower with him *Oh, I wish we had more time! Gods, can't this semester be over any sooner?! * Instead he put some soup on the stove to warm, and got out some dinnerware. By the time Duo had finished his shower, WuFei had had his soup in silence, and was waiting for him.
//When insight goes red again.//
Duo came out with is hair braided and dripping, smelling like coconuts and roses. He bounced over to the table, quickly ate, took care of his dish and then grabbed his coat. They both headed out. This time they took Duo's car. It had just been dropped off from the shop; a candy- apple red Lamborghini with silver spoilers and a killer sound system.
//So lay down, those pretty dreams.//
They arrived at the school, Drowning Pool's 'Let the Bodies Hit the Floor' blaring out of the stereo, the bass line making the frocks on the ground do a little a dance on the ground. Duo took the keys out of the ignition, and the two of them walked into the school together. WuFei and Duo split up again. WuFei was getting anxious. He had three more class periods left in the day, and his American was in his last period only of these three.
//When insight goes red again.//
He would walk into that class, and Duo's beautiful braid would be frazzled, and chalk powder would be all over his pants and jacket. There will be a tear in his sleeve again, WuFei knows it, and the teacher will scold Duo again on the condition of his uniform. "Honestly, Duo," the teacher will say, "You have *got * to stop getting chalk all over yourself. You're not in grade school anymore, young man."
//Seeing red again, seeing red again, seeing red again, seeing red again, seeing red again.//
Then the teacher will turn on him, and he'll be too furious to hear what the teacher says. There was no justice in this school, and no one here knew what is right. Such insolence, that a teacher would not believe a student that other students threw it on him. The injustice of it all! *And justice will be mine, someday, * WuFei thinks. Someday, they will escape this hellhole. But for now, they put up with it.
//They say freak, when your singled out.//
The school day ends, and they leave class together. They both look horrible; Duo is covered from head to toe in chalk, and WuFei has wood shavings all over him. If someone were to light a match or a lighter near the both of them, the both of them would burst into flames. They head to their bathroom; it's theirs because no one else even thinks of using it. They change and stuff their uniforms into their packs. WuFei is wearing a white muscle tank, and baggy khaki colored pants.
//The red, it filters through.//
His hair is back, and he wears some slightly white tinted sunglasses. He has a white blouse on over his tank. Duo has his hair up in a braid still, but he wears some tight leather pants, and black muscle tank. He wears a silver cross, and a black leather jacket over his tank. He has sunglasses hanging out of the left breast pocket. They walk out of the building, and hop into the Lamborghini. The other students just stare after them as they roar off, Linkin Park's 'Paper Cut' carrying off into the distance.
//If you could step into my head//
They get to the safe house; Quatre and Trowa are there, but there is no sign or Heero. "Ey, Barton, where's He-chan?" Trowa just shrugs. Heero walked out the back door when he heard their car approaching. Heero and Duo had had a bitter breakup, and now that Duo was going out with WuFei, the Perfect Soldier avoided him as much as he could.
//Tell me would you still love me.//
He kept himself busy with missions and maintenance on his gundam, and if he had time after that, he usually escorted Miss Relena to official functions. The other pilots were getting worried; Heero couldn't stand being around Relena before, and now he was almost always around her. Quatre suspected that they had at least screwed; Relena had this glow about her lately.
//And if you woke up in my bed//
Relena has always been crazy for Heero, he knew that. And she would be the kind of girl to help a guy rebound. She knew that the chances of them getting any farther than just a couple of months wasn't likely, but still, a girl had to hope. She slipped into her gown, and was going through her jewelry box when he arrived to take her to the charity ball.
//Would you still hold me//
He had his hair slicked back, as much as it would and a tuxedo. He walked over, pawed through her box, and got out a pair of earrings and a necklace; silver with Blue Zircon, and Diamonds. She has to wonder how she was eve ready for the political functions on time before they went out. Then she remembered that she wasn't. Not once. Never was she on time before she and Heero had started going out.
//Or would simply let it lie//
Heero was getting used to Relena. He knew that he and Duo were over, and Relena was the only one that had such strong feelings for him. The number of functions was getting to him though, and the fact that she could never choose what jewelry to wear. He knew he could learn to love her, but it would never be the same as Duo. He was starting to miss the little things; the slight mess that followed Duo everywhere, and how excited he had always been, seeing him after a mission.
//Leaving me still wondering why//
Duo always flung himself at Heero, thankful he was alive. Relena's palace was spotless though, and to fling herself at him would be immature, considering her position of power. She rarely let all of her hair down, and never wore casual clothes. Always slacks or gowns, always a suit.
//I can't get you out this head I call my mind, and I will say//
Duo is ready for the dance, but WuFei, still unsure about even going, is stalling. Quatre and Trowa have a mission. They wanted to go to the dance also, but a mission's a mission. WuFei wished them luck; Duo gave them each a cross. He kept getting a bad feeling about this one. He knew a cross wouldn't help them if something went wrong, but it presented hope in the most desperate situations.
//Oh no, can't let you go my little girl//
WuFei and Duo again took the car; this time they had Dirty Vegas' 'Day's Go By' in. They arrived at the school, and Duo had his hair in just a plain ponytail for the occasion. Just for safety, they would be just friends. They walked into the school separately.
//Because you're holding up my world, so I need you//
Hard as WuFei tried, he couldn't keep his eyes off Duo. No one seemed to have recognized them yet, but he still worried someone would, especially if he didn't stop looking. He had danced with several girls, and so had Duo, but Duo had danced much more, and WuFei was jealous, but not of Duo. He was jealous of the girls who were dancing with *his * Duo, and he was dying to do the same.
//Your imitation of my walk//
While no one might recognize them tonight, they would tomorrow when they showed up and his hair is cut. The girls will swoon, and the boys would be furious. They had let their girls dance with the two boys, the two faeries, the two faggots. And most of the girls were really attractive. But none of the girls could add up to Duo!
//And the perfect way you talk//
The dance ended, and they left again. A few boys had noticed the two 'new' boys leaving, and realized then who they were. They grabbed their girl friends and hopped into their cars, roaring after the Lamborghini.
//It's just a couple of the million things that I love about you//
Duo heard the bee-like buzz of the tiny Honda's. He glanced in his rearview mirror and saw them in pursuit. He glanced at the gas gauge, and told WuFei to hold on. He slowly added pressure to the gas pedal, until the Honda's were right behind them, then he floored it, spraying their cars with rocks. The Honda's lost sight if the candy-apple red car.
//So I need you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you.//
Trowa watched Quatre's gundam narrowly evade another missile. Something was wrong with the Sandrock Gundam, it wasn't responding to Quatre's commands nearly as fast as it should. Trowa knew Quatre's gundam couldn't take much more from Heero's Wing Gundam. How Quatre's sister had gotten hold of it in the first place neither one of them understood.
//If I jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge//
But they knew she was under the influence of the Zero system, and they knew it wasn't the same as if they were fighting her. No, not at all like fighting with her, because she would never have gotten in a gundam in the first place. Which brings them full circle to how she got in in the first place.
//Tell me would you still follow me//
Adrianne's next shot took out Quatre's main arms. Trowa had no choice, and he didn't like it, but he had to either watch his lover die, or kill the one trying to kill him. He aimed both of his missile barrels at the cockpit of the Wing Gundam and fired for a whole minute. He knew that Adrianne could not have possibly survived.
//and if I mad you mad today//
Relena and Heero barley made it to the function on time. Even with the flags on the limo, the traffic was so bad that they ended up taking side roads and ally ways. To top it, it was pouring so heavily, that thirty seconds to the cover of building wasn't enough time to keep them from getting thoroughly soaked.
//tell me would you love me tomorrow please//
Her hair was plastered to her neck and shoulders, and her bangs were plastered to her forehead. Water dripped off her skin, her dress, and her hair. Heero's hair was plastered to his head as well, and puddles were left on the linoleum behind them.
//or would you tell me you don't care//
Relena and Heero have had an uneventful night so far. For all she can tell, this one will go like all the others. There will be some dancing and talking, and then she'll take the podium. She'll deliver her speech, and everyone will talk and dance some more, and then leave. A couple talk shows will ask her for interviews, she'll decline, and then Heero will drop her off and head off for another mission that he may not return from. But tonight she keeps getting this nagging feeling. Something's in the air, and even though people are dancing and talking, it's too still. Something's wrong in the world.
//and then leave me standing there//
Just before she's about to go up to the podium, Heero stops her and gets down on one knee, and the place goes quiet. The silence is louder than the sound of fifty lions roaring all at once, and she finds herself frozen to the spot. Heero's finally asking her to marry him, but she doesn't hear him.
//like a fool, who is drowning in despair and screaming//
She sees his mouth moving, and when it stops, the rings there, in a black velvet box, and she hugs him and says yes. But while he's putting the ring on her finger, she's seeing something else. Wing Zero is taking missiles from the Heavy Arms gundam, and she can hear Quatre screaming his sister's name from Sandrock. Trowa's trying to comfort him, and he just goes quiet. He returns to earth, and says nothing. She passes out before she even gets to the podium.
//oh no, can't let you go my little girl//
Heero stands to catch her fall. He thinks she's surprised, but before he can do anything, he hears gunfire in the room. He hits the floor with Relena, but he knows it was too late; the bullets have already ripped through her, and there's a searing pain in one of his arms. He just sits there holding her body as it already starts going cold. The media is there a few minutes later.
//because you're holding up my world so I need you//
Duo and WuFei arrive to an empty safe house. *Quatre and Trowa must still be on that mission, * thought WuFei. *I hope their mission is going okay. * WuFei was exhausted, but he really didn't feel like sleeping, so he turned on the television. There should have been a stupid late night dating show or some comedy show on, but instead the screen was filled up with a news anchors face, and a very somber looking news caster at that.
//Your imitation of my walk//
"Earlier this evening, Miss Relena Darlien-Peacecraft was shot and fatally wounded. She was attending a charity function for AID's patients and had just been proposed to by war hero Heero Yuy when she passed out, with gunshots ensuing. There are no suspects at this time." Duo just looks at WuFei, a blank expression on his face. "Maybe we should call Heero?" "Like he would have his phone on right now. He's probably got a million people trying to reach him. Besides, he's probably going to be taken in for questioning. Last thing he needs is to be bothered by us right now." "Right. I guess. Still, I just want to make sure he's all right." "Fine."
//And the perfect way you talk//
The next day, Duo and WuFei go to school separately. They go to all their classes, and several kids tried beating each of them up for dancing with their girl friends. Neither one has seen any sign of Trowa and Quatre, and they're assuming that Heero is still in for questioning. Neither one is very awake, so when class lets out, they both just go to bed for the day.
//It's just a couple of the million things that I love about you//
WuFei wakes up first. He really needs to study, but right now he only feels like walking. He leaves a note for Duo, grabs his jacket, and walks out. He's walking in a forest, a little off the path, when he hears something to his side.
//So I need you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you//
He goes to check it out, and finds the Sandrock gundam. He looks around, but sees no sign of Quatre. EH goes back to path, and heads to the safe house. Just as he he's about to walk through the door, someone grabs him and has a gun to his head. "Don't even think of calling for help. Just get in the car." "Qua.Quatre!" "I mean it. Do it now!" WuFei reluctantly gets in the car, and Quatre gets in the car with him. "Turn right out of the driveway."
//I'm on my own. I'm on my own. I'm on my own. I'm on my own, yeah//
"Where are we going?!" "Don't ask questions. Just do as I say, when I say." WuFei obeyed his orders. He had no clue what was going on, but something was very, very wrong. "Quatre, where's Trowa?" "Don't ask questions!" They drove in silence, and then Quatre instructs him to stop. They're out at one of the bases.
//oh no, can't let you go my little girl//
They drive through the gates, and then Quatre leaves him there, giving him instructions not to move. When Quatre is thirty feet away, WuFei starts up the car and starts driving off. As he's leaving, Quatre shoots after him.
//because your holding up my world, so I need you.//
He get's WuFei in the left shoulder, and then he shoots out the right front tire, sending the car out of control. The car flips and rolls, and the security alarms are going off all over the base. Quatre runs to where he's just outside of it, and then hit blows the whole thing up with a remote detonator. Police, Fire, and Ambulance show up 20 minutes later.
// Your imitation of my walk, and the perfect way you talk, it's just a couple of the million things that I love about you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you. So I need you, yeah.//
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