Kid Duo
By: Dark_T-K
Author's Note: I'm finally back with a new addition to my writing. I've decided to go onto Gundam Wing. This first one is going to be humor, since I make all of you happier with the events. I will have other stories running as soon as I can transfer them on to my new computer. Please bear with me and now enjoy my newest fic.
Duo scurried up Deathscythe as fast as he could, chuckling all the way up. Trying not to laugh, Duo climbed onto his Gundam's shoulder and waited just a minute, until he heard a familiar voice shout.
"Kuso! Duo you bakayaro! I'm going to strangle you!" Heero roared as he walked into the huge storeroom. Heero's hair was put into many pigtails while makeup looked like it was thrown onto Heero's face. Heero's waist was strapped with a horrible hot pink skirt with Relena's name on it. "Baka come out now before I start shooting!"
Duo chuckled again, covering hit mouth to stifle his louder laughter. Duo crawled over to the edge of the shoulder and peered over. Duo held in his laughter and called out.
"Hey Heero! That's a nice look for you! I didn't know you had a date!" Duo broke out laughing and pounded the gundanium with his fist. Heero scowled so deeply and growled.
"I'm going to kill you baka!" Heero snarled. Duo's head popped up and Heero glared.
"It would help greatly, if you could catch me to kill me, ya know." Duo said. Heero's fist bunched tightly and trembled angrily.
"Duo…"Heero growled.
"I'll take my medicine if you apologize for attacking me yesterday!" Duo called down to Heero. Heero glared at Duo's tiny face.
"You baka! I told you I was aiming at the enemy!" Duo frowned and pulled out a nut from his pocket. Duo aimed then threw the nut at Heero's head. "Ow! DUO!" Heero screamed.
"That's what you get soldier boy for blowing off Deathscythe's leg!" Duo hissed. Duo pulled out another nut and threw it.
"OW! If I apologize will you stop throwing things?" Heero shouted. Duo paused for a moment.
"Make it an apology and a brownie and we have a deal!" Duo said. Heero grumbled.
"Fine, as long as it's cheep." Heero growled out. Duo slid down a rope and hung upside down in front of Heero.
"So, where's my apology? Duo said smiling cheesily. Heero snorted.
"Hn." Duo frowned.
"Hn doesn't qualify as a sorry. Do you want me to hit you again?" Duo said as he pulled out another nut. Heero shook his head. "Well then, let's hear an apology Mr. Perfect Soldier." Heero growled.
"Gomen Nasai Duo. I didn't mean to blow off your gun-"Duo coughed rudely. Heero scowled then corrected himself. "I didn't mean to blow off Deathscythe's leg. There! Are you satisfied?" Duo jumped down.
"No." Heero blinked. "But it's the best I'll get out of you so…" Duo walked next to Heero and leaned on his shoulder, "Where's my brownie?"
Heero smiled softly and turned to leave. "You'll get it when I look normal." Duo pouted and followed Heero out of the hanger.
~*~
After two long hours of long work, and lots of makeup remover, Heero's face returned to normal. Heero sat down typed away on his laptop, while Duo munched on his brownie. Heero began to read his e-mail when he saw a message for Duo. Pulling up the e-mail, Heero sighed heavily in annoyance.
"What's the matter Hee-chan? Wing needs some more repairs?" Duo asked jokingly. Heero frowned.
"No baka, you got an e-mail from Professor G." Heero said getting up out of his seat. Duo walked over, still nibbling on the brownie and sat down.
"So, what's wrong with that?" Duo said checking the e-mail and finishing off his brownie.
"Baka. Why am I receiving YOUR e-mails on MY laptop?" Heero growled out while standing behind Duo. Duo finished reading then faced Heero.
"One of these days I'm going to figure out what baka means." Duo said. Heero gave Duo a skeptical look. "Don't give me that look Heero! G can't contact me in my Gundam all the time. Especially now!" Duo said hotly.
"Didn't I already apologize for Deathscythe's leg?" Heero snapped.
"Yeah well! Deathscythe is in for some major repairs, so a lot of good it does me!" Duo snapped. Duo stood up and stomped over to the stairs. "Now if you don't have any more problems, I'm going to get ready for my mission!" Duo said then stomped up the stairs. Heero shook his head and muttered,
"He's such a baka."
~*~
Duo raced around his room, packing any needed supplies. Still grumbling over Heero's hissy fit, the packing didn't go as planned. Pants and shirts were strewn all over the floor, underwear and socks littered the bed.
"Darn, Heero." Duo growled. "I can't accomplish anything in my state!" Duo said shoving block socks and pants into his backpack. "I can never think when he gets me all worked up." Duo snarled, stuffing another pair of socks and underwear into the small pack. Finally finishing after an hour of grumbling and 'repacking', Duo walked out of his room with his packed backpack.
"Heero! I'm leaving now! If you need me come get me! Hopefully I won't get captured!" Duo called out.
"If you do, don't talk." Heero called back. Duo frowned, yanked the door open and slammed it behind him.
Heero shook his head and rechecked Duo's e-mail's. Reading over the e-mail's last few lines, Heero noticed a warning.
{WARNING: You will need Deathscythe to accomplish this mission.}
Heero blinked and re-read the warning. "Duo kuso!" Heero ran to the door, yanked it open. "Duo!" Heero was too late. Duo was long gone and Deathscythe was still in the hanger. Shimatta! I'll have to go after him…eventually." Heero said as he went back to his laptop.
~*~
"This is just great." Duo said sitting handcuffed in a cell. "I'm out here for less than a day and I get caught! How sad is that?" Duo said to himself. Duo rolled on the floor in boredom. "This is so not cool!" Duo growled to himself. Suddenly the door opened and a bright light blinded Duo. Duo covered his eyes from the light.
"Get up zero-two. It's time for your questioning." A soldier said. Duo snorted in objection. The guard forced Duo up and dragged him down the hall.
"Do you guys provide lunch too? Your housing sucks and your customer relations could use some definite improvement." Duo said.
"Shut up. You get nothing you Gundam filth." The soldier spat as he threw Duo into an empty room. Duo stood up and attempted to dust himself off with his restrained hands. "Go sit down." The soldier demanded.
"You could say please. Duo said sarcastically. "Sheesh you Ozzies are so rude." Duo commented while sitting down in the sassiest position he could. The soldier rolled his eyes. A knock sounded through the room and the soldier opened the door.
"Commander Nutum." The soldier said respectively. The soldier saluted his commander and stood at attention.
"At ease soldier." The soldier relaxed. "Is this zero-two, the Gundam pilot?" The commander asked.
"Yes sir. That's him alright." The soldier said with a hint of disdain.
"You act as if I'm a bad thing." Duo said snidely. The commander smirked.
"Leave us." The soldier left, leaving Duo and Commander Nutum all alone. "Well now, zero-two is it?" The commander said circling Duo. "What's your real name?"
"You know, I've always wondered what my name was. Do you know my name?" Duo asked jokingly. A second later, Duo's head was turned to the side with a red hand mark imprinted on his cheek.
"Don't play dumb! What's the name you go by?" The commander snapped.
"Well my fellow pilots call me Duo. Don't know about my birth name though. Never met my biological parents." Duo said. The commander smirked again.
"So, you think that you're a funny guy."
"Yeah. I tend to think so." Duo said smiling. The commander frowned.
"Where is your Gundam?"
"My Gundam is at home where I leave all my toys like a good little boy." Duo said looking around the room, not really paying attention. The commander smacked Duo again to grab his attention, and then snarled out.
"Stop playing around! Where are the other Gundam pilots?" Duo thought for a moment before answering.
"You mean zero-one through five?" Duo asked.
"Yes!"
"Nope. Don't know." The commander seethed in anger.
"Stop playing games zero-two! We found a c-d on your person, what is on it?" The commander growled. Duo considered the information and thought hard.
"Is it round and shiny?" The commander nodded. "Well if you look closely, it says it's a music c-d. Ya know the ones with music on them and that you can listen to." Duo then received a fierce blow to his stomach. Duo coughed hard, trying hard to take in air from his abused lungs.
"What does this c-d do? What's on it? And no more lies!" The commander snapped harshly. The commander hauled Duo up by his collar and looked him in the face. Duo glared back defiantly.
"I already told ya. It's a compact disk that I was listening to when driving." Duo said. The commander dropped Duo.
"For the last time, what is this c-d?" The commander said angrily. Duo sighed in annoyance.
"I dunno. What is it?" The commander slammed his crop down on to the table and walked to the door.
"Since you won't talk, I'll throw you to the scientists. Maybe after a little experimenting you will be a bit more talkative." The commander sneered as he knocked on the door. The door opened.
"I hope you're willing to wait awhile. I feel really cranky!" Duo called after the commander. The commander left and the soldier returned. "Aw. Is it time to go already? I was havin' fun too." Duo said as the guard picked him up and escorted him to the lab.
~ * ~
"Make sure he's still alive. We still need him for information and more questioning." The soldier said securing Duo down to a large table.
"Fine, fine. We're just going to test a fountain of youth serum we've been experimenting with. He should talk if the serum proves to be a failure." Dr. J said.
"You ain't given me anything with bad after effects Doc. I wasn't schooled much, but hell I'm not stupid enough to take something you made J." Duo said thrashing around on the table.
"Quiet boy." Professor G said harshly. "You'll do what you're told if you know what's good for you." Duff huffed.
"Yeah right gramps, like I'd ever listen to you now!" Duo said turning his head away in defiance.
"Do you people know each other?" The soldier asked, intervening into the argument. The argument ceased for a moment.
"Faintly. I met this street rat picking my pocket on L2 two years ago." G said, clearly lying through his teeth. Duo snickered.
"How do you know this is the same guy?" The soldier asked, clearly not buying the old man's tale.
"How can you forget a punk with purple eyes and a yard long braid tail?" G said coldly.
"Are you makin' fun of my braid?" Duo said, faking his hurt. "You just didn't like the fact that not only did I steal your money, but I swiped your watch as well." Duo said cheerfully.
"Indeed." G growled remembering Duo's prank on him in the hanger two years ago. Duo stifled his laughter.
"Anyway!" The soldier butted in. "Just make him compliable. That's all the commander wants." The soldier said with a hint of annoyance to his tone.
"Figures Nutum would want us to do his dirty work. Bet your boy gave him a hard time, eh G?" said J.
"He asked me what was on my c-d." Duo said.
"The hard-rock one you're always listening to?" G asked.
"Yup that's the one." Duo said proudly. G chuckled.
"That idiot. Bet he was furious when you actually told him the truth." J said.
"Yeah. If he had just looked closely at it then he would have seen the band name. Of course, I didn't point it out directly, but I hinted it a lot." Duo said.
Are you sure you people don't know each other?" The soldier asked, confused as could be.
"Well G and I go way back. After I got out of Juvi, G took me in till I ran away bout six months ago." Duo said looking upwards as if he were trying to remember.
"Ok…so why did you have a c-d on you?" The soldier asked. Duo laughed.
"Duh! It took me three hours to here. You'd listen to music too for a road trip that long." Duo said angrily. "Just because I'm a Gundam pilot, doesn't mean I don't like music. I am after all a growing teenager. And what's with you people assuming I don't do normal things? What am I, a robot?" Duo said hotly. Both J and G chuckled at Duo's remark.
"I'll have to report this to the commander." The soldier mumbled.
"Good, and tell him I'm not some robot! I do have normal teenage traits!" Duo called out to the soldier as he left. The silence that followed the soldier departure became eerie. Both scientists scurried over to another table and began whispering. "Does this mean you're still going to experiment on me?" Duo asked pathetically.
"Yes!" both replied. Duo sweat dropped.
To Be Continued…