disclaimers: I do not own Gundam Wing......how sad! :(

THIS IS YAOI ! BOYXBOY LOVE!! 1x2, 3x4, 5x6

This is A/U and will have OOC

ENCOUNTER WITH AN ANGEL

Sixteen year old Duo Maxwell stared forlornly up at the building, a frown curling his lips. The brunette hair was tied in a loosely flowing braid that swung seductively against his hips with every advancing step. The amethyst colored eyes were larger than normal, giving his overall elfish features a child-like innocence. Although short for his age, his lithe body was toned and musculary porpotioned in all the right places. The navy blue uniform highlighted the semi-tan that spread across his entire body.

Duo shouldered his bag more securely, fingers twirling his motorcycle and house keys. How many more times would he be forced to move? The last highschool he attended, he was enrolled for an all time high of two months. With his adopted parents being, both, in the military, the family was forced to relocate on sudden notices. Making friends, keeping lovers was unknown to Duo. When he was younger, right before he was adopted by the Maxwell's, he had known that happiness but as the child progressed into a teenager those memories faded into the distance. After being tossed from state-to-state, city-to-city, Duo figured it best not to become too close to his peers, saving himself and those involved the pain of saying goodbye.

Duo glanced around the crowded hallways, making his way to the sophomore lockers. He didn't bother with the students around him although one did catch his eye. He stood out from the rest of the people, his blonde hair could have been spotted miles away. Torquoise eyes were radiating with kindess and warmth. He wasn't much taller than Duo, however his body was almost fragile looking. Several students waved to the blonde as he passed them. Duo flipped his braid over his shoulder, stuffing his books inside the door-size locker.

"Hi. I'm Quatre," the flaxen haired teenager said, extending his hand politely.

The smile on the boy's face caused Duo to forget his nervousness as he caught hold of the fair hand and shook is vehemetly. "I'm Duo. I run, I hide, but I never lie!" Duo used his opening line that he used whenever meeting someone new.

Quatre laughed. "Thats nice to know Duo. Would you like some help with finding your classes?" Quatre offered, accepting the piece of paper that Duo handed him. Quatre winked. "We have the same classes, Duo."

"Great! Now I won't get lost, right Q?"

Quatre nodded, shaking his head at the nickname. "Come on. Class is going to begin any minute now." Quatre led the brunette towards their first class, World History. Duo noted that Quatre must've been one of the more popular students considering that every student who passed the pair waved or said hello.

"Not too shabby Q," Duo remarked upon entering Mr.Bull's room. The man peered over his glasses at Duo, percieving a trouble maker. The two sank down into the desks near the back of the room. Quatre regarded Duo with a confused expression. "With you knowin' everybody it won't be too hard for me to fit in."

"It woudn't have been to hard even if you hadn't met me. You have one of those personalties that attract people to you, like a magnet." Quatre flipped to the pages in the textbook that were marked on the board. "Mr. Bull's going to ask you to introduce yourself soon, after Ms.Van leaves." Quatre pointed to the door where a tall, red haired woman was speaking with the teacher.

"Quatre," came a supple voice to the left of Quatre and Duo. A boy of obvious Asian lineage was darting glances at the teacher and back at the blonde. Coal black eyes were tiny orbs of liquid hot obsidian straight from the core of a volcano. The raven locks of hair were tied in a tight ponytail that had Duo's delicate strands wincing. "Have you finished on your part of the Biology project?"

"Yes. It's on my hard-drive at home."

"Can I come by this evening and review it?"

"Sure, I don't mind. Oh, by the way," Quatre turned to Duo. "This is Duo. Duo this is Wufei."

Wufei gave a slight bow of his head but Duo wasn't about to be outdone. "Hey Wu-man, its nice meetin ya!"

Wufei grimaced at the name. "Do not call me Wu-man. My name is Wufei! It is a dishonor to be called by any other. I do not call you D-man, do I? No, so drop it on calling me by such a...a horrible name!"

Duo's eyebrows arched. "What the hell? What's his problem Q?"

Quatre leaned closer to Duo. "He's very serious about honor and justice. To call him by any other name then his given one is considered dishonorable, therefore injustice."

Duo blinked before a mischevious grin crossed his baby faced features. He knew the best way to annoy the Chinese teen. Quatre shook his head dispairingly. With Duo around, things were sure to liven up considerably.

The bell rang shortly and Quatre, with Wufei glaring at the obnoxious braided brunette, accompanied Duo to his locker. "Next, we have Biology and- "

"Wu-man! Your in that class with us!" Duo smiled charmingly, relishing when he saw Wufei cringe.

"Don't call me that!" Wufei hissed through clenched teeth.

"Alright...Wu-baby!"

"Maxwell!!!"

"Fine, fine....Wu-chan!"

"Thats it!" Wufei took off after a howling Duo who was screaming rape to the group of giggling students. "GET BACK HERE MAXWELL!" Wufei growled, cheeks flushed from his anger. He finally gave in and watched the boy round the corner, braid being the last Wufei saw of Duo as it too dissappeared.

Duo slowed to a jog, noticing it was almost time for class to begin. Not paying attention, Duo bumped into something, no someone. Duo picked himself off of the ground, dusting his pants free of the dirt that managed to cling to the material. Duo found himself caught like a deer in headlights. A boy with the most amazing blue eyes, like chips of sapphire twinkling in the sun except..there was no emotion whatsoever in the ocean depths. Unruly dark brown hair hung in the eyes, giving him a somewhat mysterious aura, at least to Duo. He was around the same hieght as Duo with bronzed skin that made Duo wonder what it felt like. The boy gave Duo a glare before making his way down the hallway. Duo could only stare. What the hell was it about that boy? Who was he?

As if on cue, a voice snapped him from his reverie and answered his question. "Thats Heero Yuy. He's some foreign exchange student from Japan." Quatre smiled wanly. "I'm afraid he doesn't associate with anyone, he usually keeps to himself. He's very smart and excels in all subjects. I wouldn't bother with him too much Duo, he's the most anti-social person that ever existed."

"Heero huh?" Duo mused, being tugged by Quatre to the Biology class. Much to Duo's sheer delight, the Japanese teenager was in the class, sitting by himself in the back corner of the room near the window. Duo wondered how he got such good grades when he so far from the teacher who was currently giving Duo an exasperated sigh. Duo smiled weakly before sinking into one of the back seats that was the closest to Heero.

Quatre and Wufei with a third boy joined Duo. Quatre, with a blush that was not escaped by Duo's sharp eyes, introduced the tall teenager. "Duo, this is Trowa." Trowa was definetely a piece of artwork, sculpted perfection that was defined in every move he made. The nutbrown hair was unibanged and covered one of the striking emerald eyes. Duo noticed that Trowa was wearing a letter jacket, proclaiming him a jock.

'No wonder Q's got a crush on him.' Duo glanced out the corner of his eye at Heero. The cobalt eyes were fixed on Ms.Settle, slender, delicate fingers gripping the pen in the most peculiar fashion as he took notes. Duo smirked. He would get the silent boy to speak, even if it killed him. "Hey, Heero!" Duo whispered. Heero lifted his eyes languidly, giving Duo a blank stare. "I'm sorry 'bout running into you earlier. I wasn't paying attention."

"Hn," Heero grunted, returning to his writing.

Duo frowned. Quatre placed a hand on Duo's shoulder. "I told you, its a losing battle. I've been trying since he came here three months ago to get him to open up or at least say something other than, 'hn.' I took all my patience could handle and gave up."

"And for Quatre to give up, takes effort."

Duo pursed his lips together in a grim line, turning to Wufei. The Chinese student's brows furrowed, praying that Duo didn't speak. Wufei's prayer was granted when Duo turned to Trowa. "You don't talk much."

"I talk when it is necessary," came the soft-spoken reply.

Quatre giggled behind his hand, eyes shining. Wufei rolled his eyes at the nauseating display, Duo snickered and Trowa, well, he either didn't notice that obvious flirtatious advance or he chose to ignore and Duo figured it was the first. Trowa was unaware of Quatre's attraction. Duo poked Wufei in the back of his neck. Wufei huffed. "Stop POKING me Maxwell!"

Ms. Settle paused in her lesson at the outburst. "Do you have a problem Mr. Chang?"

"Yes, and its this braided baka behind me. Onna! I demand you move me from here!"

"You demand me?" Ms. Settle crossed her arms, oblivious to the giggles and laughter around her. "Lets get this straight, Mr.Chang. My name is Ms. Settle. Not onna! You will adhere to that or I will make your seat permanently BESIDE Duo."

Terror replaced the anger in Wufei's eyes. There was no way in hell he'd survive being close to Duo. "Alright Ms.Settle. I apologize. Continue teaching us."

"Thank you Mr.Chang."

Duo held his aching sides, containing the laughter that threatened to escape and become hysterical. Quatre patted his back, aquamarine eyes worried. Trowa gave a small smile. "I don't think he's hurt Quatre."

"What?" Quatre peered closely at Duo and noticed the strangled chuckles. He blushed, realizing his error. "Oh. I see." Quatre buried his head in his book, cheeks flaring.

Duo, gaining control of himself, poked Wufei again. "Wu-baby, you hurt my feelings! Didn't you want to be next to me?" Duo sniffled, pretending to wipe a tear aside. "I still wuv you Wuffie." Duo settled into his seat, smirking as the boy literally shook with anger. Duo fantasized he could see steam sprouting from Wufei's ears. That earned him another round of the giggles.

Heero glared at Duo, annoyed that the boy was being so obnoxious. 'Why does that baka have to be so loud? Can't he pay attention to the lesson?' Heero flushed when those violet eyes rested on him for a few seconds. 'And why the hell does he keep looking at me?! I think I've made it quite clear I don't want anything to do with him.'

That was one thing that would not stop Duo. The harder the obstacle, the more determined the braided young man became and to Duo, this was a mission. It was a mission he was going to take seriously.

Lunch came more quickly than Duo figured, thrilled he would finally be filling his neglected stomach which was currently protesting loud enough for students to laugh. Duo put his hand behind his head and joined in. Just as soon as he and Quatre were out of earshot, Duo whispered, "When are you going to tell him you love him?"

"Wha..what?" Quatre stuttered, eyes growing to the size of saucers at Duo's declaration.

"I'm not blind Q. You got it bad for him. Hell, even Wu-man saw it."

"Uh...I dont know what your talking about."

"Your a horrible liar Q. Stick to the truth, its what your good at."

"....Yes. There, are you satisifed?" Quatre tried his best at a scathing glare but only managed to make Duo laugh. "You are a rude, rude boy Duo Maxwell."

Duo blowed raspberries at his friend. "I know but you love me anyways. Ooh, that looks good. I'm starving!" Duo remarked to a gushing lunch lady. He picked up a tray laden with chicken nuggets, pizza, french fries, and a salad. Several brownies were stacked high, two cartons of milk-chocolate and white-balancing unsteadily on the top.

Quatre was thankful that Duo didn't press the Trowa issue and he promised himself that he would fill Duo in on all the details later. Instead, Quatre admired his friend as he shoveled the food into his mouth, as if he had been born to be a glutton. "You'd think a famine struck by the way your eating Duo."

"Eh. I guess its because when I was little, I was raised on the streets. I didn't really get much to eat so, heh, I'm making up for lost times," Duo responded nonchalantly, filling his mouth full of chicken nuggets.

Quatre's eyes widened at the information that Duo presented about his past. Any more thought on that was interrupted when the object of Quatre's affections sat beside him. The little blonde had a pink tint to his cheeks that Trowa, again, didn't notice. Trowa raised one eyebrow as he watched Duo. He glanced at Quatre who shook his head. "Don't ask. Where's Wufei?"

"Hiding from Duo."

Duo nearly choked on the words the quiet boy said. "He's hiding? From me?"

"Yes."

Duo laughed heartilly. "Poor boy. I think I'll go find him and bring him back here, even if I have to drag him."

"He's in the library."

Duo nodded his thanks and took off for the library. "Hiding from me, che. Thats an insult," Duo mumbled. Sure enough, there was the Chinese teenager, hidden behind his books. "Wu-man!" Duo stifled his laughter at the alarmed expression on Wufei's face. Two coal orbs widened before narrowing. "I'm sorry Wu-babe. Go get lunch. I'll stay here." Duo sniffed. "I understand if you don't wuv me."

Wufei sighed. "If you would stop calling me those absurd names, maybe I wouldn't feel like strangling you!"

"Whatever you say Wu-bear." Duo grinned manically. Wufei raised his arms in surrender as he marched off to the lunchroom. Duo grimaced at all the books that were around him. It was then, he noticed the Japanese boy diligently reading. Duo swaggered over to the table and sank down at it. He waited for the other teenager to aknowledge his presence. Duo pouted, taking the book from Heero's hands.

Heero scowled darkly. "Omae o korosu."

"You can do that later on Hee-chan," Duo dismissed the threat with a wave of his hand. "A Tale of Two Cities, eh? Is it any good?" Heero remained motionless, except for the flicker of annoyance in the baby blue eyes. "Yeah, I thought it was too. The way Dickens brought the character's to life was great. I think I liked Lucy the best." Astonishment was in the blue eyes. "What, didn't think I could read?" Heero snapped his mouth shut. Duo chuckled. "I'm not as dumb as I look. I act the way I do because, without being funny, who else will be? Everyones always so uptight that it drives me insane."

"Why are you bothering me? I made it clear that I don't want to talk to you."

Duo nodded, hurt from Heero's words. "I know. Maybe you shouldn't be such a bastard Heero and be social with other people. You might like it." Duo clicked his tongue to the roof of his mouth, sauntering away.

Heero watched the braided figure until he was clear of the library. Heero snorted. "Who wants to have friends? They only double cross you in the end." Heero sobered, returning to his reading.

Duo, head bowed, returned to the lunchroom. He seriously hoped Heero would think about his words. 'Why do I care so much? He's hot but damn, this goes way beyond lust.' Duo shrugged to himself and decided to pester Wufei the rest of the lunch period and watch Quatre and Trowa as they flirted, unknown to anyone but the outside observer.

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Heero: Omae o korosu.

hee hee, you said it Hee-chan!

Heero: Don't call me that

Humph. Oh, Wu-bear!