Get to the Chopper

Parings: 1x2 or 2x1 (not really sure yet), 3x4, and Wu-baby gets no love. T.T Maybe I'll do something about that later. O.o; Maybe...

Warnings: Yaoi, angst (although I don't see it as angst but..eh), drama, romance, maybe all kinds of citrus. Don't really know yet though. There really is no plan for this fic. It's just kinda coming to me.

Note: This fic is in Duo's POV...in case no one can tell. O.o; And it's supposed to be in present tense... Well the actions anyways, it should be clear.

Chapter 1: On the road again...

It's not like I'm perpetually depressed...just like it's not like I'm perpetually happy either. No matter what any of the others will tell you, I'm not depressed. I'm just tired. It's not like no one's been tired before, right? And quite frankly after all of the shit with the war and then that little brat Mariemaia came along I'm just a little tired. And now that I'm with the Preventers, I know right! I thought living on L2 with Hilde was going to work out swimmingly too. And it had for awhile. We had even started up a little business out of that scrap heap we managed to buy. It just wasn't the same. I just wasn't the same.

"Duo?"

I hear Trowa's voice and it pulls me out of my little world and into the sucktastic world of the present. But it's not sucktastic because I'm depressed, even if Quatre insists that's what it is. It's sucktastic because of all of the red tape and bull shit I have to go through. Like today for example.

"Yo, what's happenin'?"

"We need to get to the helicopter." He motions to the narror wood door with his head but doesn't move to get up.

"Yea, yea, get to the chopper." It's a poor excuse of a joke but it always makes me chuckle dammit so I'm going to use it every chance I get. "Where are we going again?"

His green eye narrows slightly-you know I really think he should try a new hair style or something...but then again who am I to talk? Great, now he's frowning at me.

"What?" I lift my arms to rest the back of me head within cupped hands. I feel myself falling into a reclined position, the desk chair protesting the entire time. "Stupid question?" I'm not looking at him now, I just can't take the look I know he's giving me. Instead I look around our little office. Its gray walls peak out at me from behind the piles of crap haphazardly piled everywhere. I really hate this office. It's small, cramped really, and it reminds me of a storage room with two computers and a printer instead of the office of two of the finest agents the Preventers have to offer. It's not like Sally isn't trying to get us a "real" office, she is. It's just taking way to fucking long for her to get us one.

"We're going to rendezvous with Heero and head to the Sanc Kingdom."

"Oh yea," My eyes roll before I can stop them. I sigh and meet Trowa's gaze. "And why do I have to go on this mission again?"

Trowa's frown deepens. "You volunteered remember?"

I do remember I just don't want to. It had been a spur of the moment type thing. I had wanted to see Heero again, although I can't for the life of you explain why. We had been in one of the many Preventer meetings headed by Sally and the topic had come up. Apparently, Relena wants to re-open her little country which means lifting the diffusion she had put in place during the war and rebuilding. The rebuilding is the hard part, the citizens had enjoyed their home and they wanted to go back, not that I can blame them. I still want to go back to L2 and that place was hell. Well not really hell...there were good people there too. There are good people there. If the Earth Sphere blah blah blah would just take a moment and look at it for a few seconds they'd see that it's not a bad place, it just needs some sprucing up. But I guess everything needs some sprucing up now.

"Duo, we really need to go."

He's standing over me now. Man I've really got to stop spacing out.

"Yea, yea get to the chopper, got cha." I grab my jacket from the back of my chair and follow Trowa out the door.

It doesn't take long for us to get to the rendezvous point, much to my disappointment. The trip was also greatly disappointing. It's not that Trowa isn't good company...he's just quiet non-prying company. Right now I kinda want prying company. When people pry you're not left alone with your thoughts for a hour flight and a three hour car-ride. You get a second opinion and a second opinion, especially an unbiased second opinion, would be greatly appreciated. But I can't get the second opinion now because we're pulling up the ridiculously long driveway to Relena's summer home.

I look over at Trowa feeling slightly panicked. Why had I volunteered for this?

"Do you want to wait in the car?" he asks when the car finally comes to a stop.

The look he's giving me puts me at ease. He knows, I don't know how, but he knows. I take a shaky breath and shake my head no...but say yes.

"You sure?" He's raising an eyebrow at me now and I can see the corners of his mouth twitching. He's enjoying this.

"No...but I've faced worse right. 'sides, it's just Heero." The guy that I'm in love with who doesn't return the favor. Now this is fan-suckinly-tastic. I grit my teeth, roll my eyes, and steel myself. "Let's just get this over with."

So there's the teaser for a new story. Do you like it? Do you hate it? I'm currently re-writing a fic for FF8 but the idea for this one and another fic for Gundam Wing have been swirling around in my head for awhile and I just wanted to get them out.

So yea, I hope you like it. Constructive criticism is appreciated. .