Speachless Shinigami

by Solo Sagara

I do not own Gundam Wing or any of the characters. I only lay clame to Baka, who will eventually appear in a later chapter.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

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"Heero, why do you chug your Metamucil?" Duo asked, randomly out of the blue.

Heero peered over the edge of his laptop at the long haired pilot for a moment. He wondered just what the hell Duo was talking about, but you never really know with Duo. He returned his gaze to the screen of his laptop, and went on typing as usual.

They were all sitting around the kitchen table having tea, with the exception of Duo, who was eating, as usual. It was almost like a ritual for the others to sit in silence as they listened to Duo speak his random oddities.

Which he did, without hesitation. Unfortunatly for the others, he didnt know when to stop...or did he? Maybe it was just his purpose in life to annoy the others to the point where they wished they could kill him.

...or maybe they were just imagining things.

"Quatre," Duo started. What he was about to say was anyones guess. "How is it that your teeth stay so white when you drink so much tea?"

Quatre blinked at the odd question he was asked. He was about to answer Duo, but as his eyes met the Shinigami, he realized that Duo had totally lost interest in the question he had just asked....as usual.

Trowa let a small sigh escape his lips. He wondered when Heavyarms would be up and running again. After all, it did take a pretty bad beating on the last mission.

In fact, all the Gundams recieved alot of heavy damage. It wasnt because Duo had gotten totally wasted and was praticly throwing himself at the enemies, nor was it because everyone was too busy trying to keep Duo's sorry ass out of trouble to even be able to dodge enemy fire. It might have been because Duo had kept everyone up all night. But in any case, it wasnt Duo's fault.

....right?

Trowa sighed mentally as he thought about the situation. He imagined every posible reason as to why the mission went so badly, but in every outcome, Duo was to blame.

Naturally.

It wasnt that Duo was a bad pilot, nor was he a bad fighter. He was one of the best Gundam pilots in the group. He was just so damned irresponsible sometimes. He was driven by impulse, and never really thought his actions over before actually performing them.

He was just being....Duo.

Wufei sat silently, trying to focus on the paper he was holding in front of his face. He was so angry with Duo he couldnt see straight. Duo knew this, but he didnt much care. He loved to pick on Wufei whenever the oppurtunity struck.

Duo peered at the others just sitting there. Heero, just typing at his laptop, as usual. Quatre had his eyes closed as he sipped at his tea. He was actually pondering the question Duo had asked him earlier. Duo tilted his head, as he turned his gaze towards Trowa. He was sitting with his arms crossed and eyes closed. It was clear he was in deep thoughts, about more important things than Q's teeth.

Duo lazily propped his elbow on the table, his hand supporting his head. He had one last pilot to analyze, and so his eyes shifted to the person holding the newspaper.

Duo felt a small smirk qurik at his lips, as he thought of ways to mess with Wufei.

"Hey, Wuffy, find anything...injustified, or maybe dishonorable in the paper?"

Behind the newspaper, Wufei's eyes grew narrow. He tried his best to ignore Duo but it never seemed to work. He closed his eyes and lowered the paper slowly onto the table.

Everyone knew what was coming. Duo and Wufei were like a cat and a dog. Only they never actually physicly touched one another, just verbably bashed at each other.

"Maybe, if you weren't so busy stuffing your face, you could read this-" he slid the paper across the table towards Duo. "-and find out for yourself, Maxwell."

Duo's brow poked up at the comment his fellow pilot had made. This was going to get interesting.

"Weeeeellllllll, maybe if SOMEONE didnt hog it every morning, I could read it."

Wufei shrugged. "No one forces you to sleep untill mid-day, Maxwell. You know the saying, 'The early bird gets the worm'? Well in this case, the early pilot gets the paper." Wufei opened his eyes to see the look on Duo's face.

Duo kept his cool as always, and stood up rom the table. "Well, Wuffy, you can keep your worm. I heard they have a bad after taste." he yawned as he carried his dish to the sink. Quatre looked up and watched as the long haired boy strayed over to Heero.

Duo peered over Heero's shoulder at the laptop screen. He wondered what in the entire universe could be so interesting to keep Heero hacking almost 24/7. He figured it was pointless to ask, and he knew it had to do with the missions anyway, so he just didnt bother.

He sighed and steped towards the doorway. "Well guys, I think i'm gonna go for a walk." He looked over everyone, no one really seemed to care. He shrugged, and murmured under his breath. "See ya."

Quatre finally realized that Duo was leaving. He looked up at Duo just before he left and smiled. "Take care, Duo!"

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'Man...all he does is hack on his laptop all day. Doesnt he ever get bored? Is Heero even capable of getting bored?' Duo thought as he strolled down the sidewalk. He wasnt heading to anywhere in particular, he was just walking.

'Its like, the only one I ever get conversation from is Wufei, and all that consists of is word bashing! Not even Quatre talks all that much...at least not at the table. What is it with the table? Does it have some kinda spell to make everyone shut up? Well even if it did, it doesnt work on me.'

'.....I wonder what the guys would say if I didnt speak for awhile.'

He sighed. He wasnt even paying attention to where he was walking anymore. But no one had ran over him yet, so he knew subconsciously that he wasnt walking in the road.

"Thats it!" he stopped suddenly, unaware that he had shouted aloud. People stared, and inched away but he didnt pay any mind. 'I'll bet if I keep my mouth shut for awhile, everyone will start missing the good ol' pointless conversations, and then they'll have to talk to me!' He clinched his fist and a wide smile appeared across his face.

With a skip of joy, Duo quickly spun around and ran back towards the house in which the pilots shared.