Author's Note: the following story is based on the Gundam Wing TV series which I do not own. The additional characters and story are my own creation. Blah…Blah…Blah.
I would like to apologize for the length of this story. It's been rattling around in my head for years. I wrote it exactly as my mind saw it in an effort to purge it for once and for all. So to any of you who miss out on any deep meaningful life experiences 'cause you were bogged down by this story, I'm very sorry. Now you know why I wanted to get it out of my head.
A Woman Called Deathscythe – By Ah Hael
Shelby stood on the roof and looked out over the colony. Arrgh she sighed, it was hopeless. Despite the peaceful coexistence between earth and the colonies for the past twelve years, some colonies still gave the impression of poor refugee status. The place looked almost gloomy with grey steel and grey concrete as far as the eye could see. Occasionally some people broke up the monotony by planting flowers in front of their places. Places like that idiot governor's estate. Instantly her temper flared as she thought about the pompous jackass she'd spent the morning with. She'd been sent here as a legal/business consultant to determine the needs of this colony in an attempt to help increase its prosperity. She came to the conclusion the reason this colony was needed outside aid was that idiot governor. Ten seconds in to their appointment and he'd come to the conclusion that she was there for his 'personal' needs. Now her trip here was a total waste. Shelby became so involved with her mental rant she failed to notice the approaching figure until it spoke up.
"Hey lady what are you doing up here?" came a man's voice behind her.
Shit. Oh shit. Please no, no, no, no. Please god; if you're listening please make that anyone but Duo Maxwell.
"Well?" the figure demanded.
"Oh, just admiring the view." she replied. She still had yet to turn around and face the newcomer.
"Yeah right, there isn't anything here for the likes of you to view. So I'll ask you again. What are you doing here?" The tone was definitely irritated.
Shelby spun around gazed at the last person on the colonies she ever wanted to see. Schooling her features into a look of appraisal she let her eyes travel up and down the irritated form of Duo Maxwell. He stood just over six feet tall with broad well muscled shoulders and chest that tapered down to trim hips. Long chestnut hair pulled back into its habitual braid and eyes such a deep blue they were almost purple. The fact that he was wearing filthy workmen's clothes and was covered in dirt didn't detract his appeal one bit. Damn but he's beautiful.
"Oh I don't know about that. Looks like the view is already improving" she replied with a saucy smirk. "WOW. I bet whole flocks of girls cry into their pillows at night thinking about those pretty blues."
"Cute." Duo's blue eyes didn't appear very flattered, they seemed angry and confused.
Duo was still trying to make out the source of the sensation that had overwhelmed him and practically dragged him here. He was on his way home from work when a strange prickling all over his skin compelled him to go several blocks out of his way to here this rooftop. When he saw the figure on the roof he first thought it was a suicide attempt. Stress and depression were common in the poorer colonies. But when he reached the roof the sensation… changed… somehow. He was sure now she wasn't going to jump, but something about the sexy redhead still struck him as eerie.
He decided to take a page out of her book and give her a more thorough appraisal. The business suit was neatly pressed, and coordinated perfectly with her leather shoes. The blouse had to be silk from actual worms he thought wryly. What she was wearing probably cost more than most people make in a month here. And all of this was topped with a mass of long, bright red hair framing and elfin face. She stuck out so much, she might as well be wearing a sign saying 'I'm from Earth.' Nice he thought, very nice. Classy while being damn sexy.
Admiring the view my ass. Deciding the odd sensation he got was an omen of trouble he decided to change tacks.
"Listen lady, we don't want any trouble on this colony. So why don't you just pack up and head back where you came from."
He started forward as if to escort her off the roof when she gave him another one of her smiles and said "Okay". She then whirled around and sprinted right off the roof.
"NNOOOO!" he yelled.
He ran to the edge of the roof as if that could somehow keep her from falling. His heart and stomach did a strange sort of bobbling between his chest and throat when got to the edge. He was torn between shock and relief that she didn't fall four stories to the pavement below. Instead she landed neatly on the roof of a passing cargo truck.
Jesus, I doubt even Trowa would have been skilled or crazy enough to make that jump. He thought with some awe. But it takes more than skill or insanity to get rid of me.
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Shelby didn't return to her hotel room until after dark. She was still angry with herself for the flashy exit. She'd been spooked by the fact that he'd found her so easily, and every impulse she had told her to 'RUN AWAY' which is what led her to her earlier foolishness. She walked into her darkened hotel room and went straight to the mini-bar for a bottle of water. She was reaching for one when she sensed him again.
"Whoever you are" she called out to the shadows of her room "there's nothing here to steal that would be worth the world of trouble you'd get for the attempt." Mentally she added Please leave, please leave, please leave for good measure.
"Yes it all comes down to trouble doesn't it?" Duo leaned over and turned on the lamp next to the chair he was in. "And YOU lady reek of it." He stood up from the chair and walked over to where he could loom nose to nose over her.
"Excuse me? Who broke into whose hotel room? If there's trouble walking in this room its you. And would you quit hovering over me? You're invading my personal space." Given her earlier idiocy, she tried to sound dignified.
She put her hands on his chest in an effort to shove him away. The jolt of sensation from her touch caused Duo to gasp in shock. Before he could come back to his senses he grabbed her and pulled her into a very rough kiss pushing his tongue into her mouth. He went crazy just from the taste of her, and found himself dragging her to the bed. This is wrong. Duo's mind screamed. I don't do this. I don't force women. But his body was reluctant to listen to the commands of his mind. With great effort, he started to pull away from her only to have her grab two fistfuls of his hair and lock his mouth to hers with a little moan of approval. His mind completely shut down after that. He was vaguely aware of external things like the sound of tearing cloth or that they were only half on the bed. His whole being was focused on his need to be inside this woman, and inside her NOW. As soon as he freed his painfully throbbing cock from his pants he slid it deep into her and let loose a groan of pleasure. He tried to go slow to ensure her enjoyment, but he already felt his climax tingling in his balls. He quickly pulled the cup of her bra down and clamped his mouth down the exposed breast causing her to shriek. His thrusts picked up speed, as did her cries until she announced the arrival of her orgasm with scream. A heartbeat later he came with a force that made him see stars.
Catching his breath, levered himself up to looked down at her "Hi, I'm Duo. Duo Maxwell." He added with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "It's a pleasure to meet you."