In Your Arms Again

AN: I do not own any of the characters or Gundam Wing. I do however own any OC's that I use in this story but anyone who would like to use them in their own story are more than welcome to.

Chapter 1

There he was, just standing there with 'Relena Bitchcraft' herself… the Demon Princess in Pink. He hated the vile, former Queen of the World more than he had ever hated OZ or the Alliance. Yet, here at the age of 17, he Duo Maxwell was accepting a Preventers' mission from young woman herself.

"Pilot 02, Duo Maxwell, under the orders of the Preventers HQ you are to return to the L2 Colony on a highly classified mission to help the introduction of peace and restructuring to the people who live there. You will receive a monthly paycheck via the L2 Branch Office while there, and before you are to leave you will receive a pass code for collection. Do you understand?" Relena handed him a folder with all the information he would be needing for the upcoming mission, and he nodded. She was being very professional, which he figured was hard for her… given her obvious distaste for him. He knew that he wouldn't be lonely during the mission at least, the others could contact him at any time. They all had his cell phone number, after all.

"In addition," she continued, "You are being assigned a new cellular phone that will only be used for contacting your Preventers' assigned handler, as well as any contacts you make on the colony that will help you along with your mission. I will remind you that this is a Top Secret mission as we don't want the people of the colony to know that the Preventers' are 'meddling' in their affairs. Any contact with anyone outside of L2, other than your handler, will cost you your job. Am I understood?"

So, he could only talk to certain people? "But… what about the guys… my friends? I can't even contact them? They're all that I have…"

She shook her head, sadly. "I'm sorry Maxwell, but they were the ones that requested you be sent on this mission. It seems that they were afraid you might be embarrassing to them, they also are concerned that the presence of the self proclaimed 'God of Death' might have negative effects on the peace that they have worked so hard to create. Mr. Winner had said you would understand, your place after all has always been in the shadows."

Duo could hardly believe it, the people he had fought through two wars with, and come to view as a family, thought that he was nothing more than a disgrace? "I'll accept, and I understand the conditions." He couldn't think of anything else to do. If this was what everyone thought was best, he would go back to his 'home' and try his best make it a place worthy of being called a 'Home.' Deep in his heart, he always knew that he's wind up back there after the war anyway, he had just hoped that it wouldn't be so soon.

"Well, look over the information provided and I'll have the rest of the details and materials delivered to you. Your shuttle leaves for the colony in a week, I assume you can be ready by then?" Relena smiled.

Duo shifted his eyes down to the ground, "Yeah… it won't take me long to get my stuff together. I'll be ready, don't worry."

"Good, I look forward to working with you Mr. Maxwell," she said. As she turned to walk away her smile quickly switched to a smirk as she chuckled under her breath. 'I look forward to having you out of my way that is…' Relena could hardly believe that it had been that easy to break the filthy street rat's trust in his dear, dear friends… she guessed they weren't as good of friends to the boy as she had thought. 'Now, on to the second part of my brilliant plan.'

On the L2 Colony Cluster

Duo stretched as he got off of his shuttle on L2, he had $5000, a mission to do and was determined that nothing was going to get in his way. Yes, he missed his friends, but that thought was quickly shaken out of his mind when that little voice in the back of his head reminded him that they probably didn't share his sentiments. Now, all he had to do was find the apartment listed in the information packet Relena had given him, and get set up. 'Oh, it's so good to be home…' he thought bitterly.

Strolling down the streets of a home he once knew, the colony looked like it might have already been going through the early transition into peace… but he knew better. The peaceful look and air of happiness was just a cover over the turmoil and the riffraff cluttering the streets. Only those that grew up on the colony would have been able to see it.

Before long, he was set up in the apartment he was assigned to. Looking around at the small, but clean room, he sighed. It wasn't much, but at least it was clean. Walking around, he ran his hands over the counters in the kitchen, and over the walls in the hallway leading to the bathroom and bedroom. Returning to the living room he picked up the duffel bag that held all his worldly possessions and made his way back to the bedroom. At least they provided him with a furnished apartment, he was relieved he didn't have to try to buy all new furniture… that would have been a hassle.

His first month on L2 and working with the local police wasn't causing him to make very much progress with his mission. The police on the colony were lazy and besides making a handful of drug busts, they didn't really do too much to stop anything that was threatening to livelihood of the people living there. His first monthly paycheck was roughly another $5000, which was fine considering his rent was only $500 per month… that left him with $4500 to put away. He spent the first $5000 he'd received, prior to his arrival, on clothing and food, so he could fit in to the colony a little better… his old priest-style outfits that he'd worn during the war would just make him stand out a little too much for his liking.

He rubbed the back of his neck as he sat down at the desk in his living room and started up the laptop he'd been provided, for his weekly reports to his handler at the Preventers. "Well, might as well get this over with," he muttered to himself, as he opened up a blank document and began to write his report.

I'm sorry to say that not much has changed since my last report back to the agency. Cleaning up the streets and ensuring peace is happening slower than I had expected, the local police force isn't much help I'm afraid. I again would also like to request that I receive some assistance from the L2 Preventers Branch, seeing as how the colony is a bit too large for one person to handle on his own… even if that person is as skilled as myself. I will conclude my report here, seeing as how there isn't' anything else for me to let you know about.

Sincerely,

Agent Shadow (02), Duo Maxwell

He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes as he opened up the email manager and attached his most recent report, groaning as he hit the send button. Shutting down the laptop, he decided to take a quick shower and change his clothes before going back to the streets to see if he could gather any more information on this 'terrorist group' he had caught wind of, and he had omitted from his reports until he could get more information.

After his shower, he got dressed in a simple pair of beige cargo pants and dark blue t-shirt. He threw on a plain back hoodie, grabbed his keys as he walked out the door and locked it behind him. He may be in what was considered the 'nice neighborhoods' of L2, but he felt the need to lock his door was even more prevalent. He sighed as he made his way down to the street to the Preventers office to grab his paycheck.

"Duo?! You braided idiot… I would recognize you anywhere!" Large violet eyes widened as he turned around and looked into the face of his childhood friend, Broznan. He was taller than Duo, who was standing at a mere 5'4", with dark skin and shoulder length sandy, brown hair. He looked the other male from head to toe and noticed he was wearing a pair of black jeans, with a black T-shit that read 'Broz's Toyz for Boyz.' "Man… I knew it was you the moment I saw you. I thought to myself… that's little Duo from ol' Solo's gang, that is! How've you been bro?" He flashed a smile, showing a nice row of clean, white teeth.

"I'm good, haven't seen you for ages… not since you got yourself adopted from…" and he stopped himself from going on, thinking about the old church brought back too many painful memories that he didn't feel like remembering at that moment. "Anyway, yeah… I'm doing great. Actually, I was just on my way to pick up a paycheck." He flashed a little smile of his own, at his long time friend. He then looked to the ground with a sigh.

A loud chuckle brought his gaze from the ground to that of his cheerful friend. "Well, that's good to hear, eh? I wouldn't want to keep you from getting your money, and I gotta run… so here's my number and if you ever need to get a hold of me, or you find yourself needing a better job, give me a ring." He smiled as he held his finger to his ear and mouth, like one would to mimic a phone and ran down the street.

Duo whistled a little tune as he made his way up the sidewalk leading to the Preventers L2 Branch and entered through the door. Walking up the woman at the front desk, he smiled and said, "Payroll Department please."

"Of course sir, may I ask for your Agent ID and Pass Code?" She responded, long nails clacking in a password on her computer.

"Agent Shadow, or 02, Special Ops Pass Code 020479XZ22P," he said calmly. He leaned on the desk as the receptionist typed in the code on her keyboard once… then twice. He watched as her expression turned from a smile to a deep frown. "Is everything ok?"

"I'm sorry sir," she said as she shook her head. "But it appears we have a slight issue on our hands." She made a few more strokes on the keyboard and he heard the printer kick up. The woman behind the desk got up and grabbed the documents from the printer, before sitting back down behind the desk and looking up at Duo. "I have your paycheck right here. But sir it appears as if the termination of your employment has been authorized as well. Here is the information packet required to be given to any former employees and I am to thank you for your hard work and service to our great organization."

Duo was shocked by what she said. Taking the packet from her, while shaking his head in disbelief, he nodded and gave her his thanks before walking back through the doors. He took out his phone and grabbed the slip of paper that was given to him by Broznan, that held the other man's phone number. After dialing the number, he waited as the phone rang against his ear. Click. "Hey, Broznan here for, Broz's Toyz for Boyz. We got whips, chains and anything you could want for that kinky night of pleasure… what can I do for yah?"

"Hey man, it's Duo."

"Oh Duo! What's up?" The other male's voice said, in a deep baritone.

"Your job offer still good?"

AN: Please review. If you have read the previous version of this story, be patient and enjoy the new version. I will be uploading the rest and this time it won't be so choppy. Thank you.