Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. I know you weren't expecting *that*,
but it's true. I'm only borrowing them for some fun.
Warning: Yaoi 1x2 3x4, violence, angst, AU
Through the Darkness
By: Dea
Prologue:
In a world where chaos and insecurity over ruled the people, a new peace was formed. The two main countries that each ruled half the land were finally brought to peace. People began to become happy again, since the war that had been going on for so many years came to an end. The people's hate towards one another was slowly diminishing.
The very passionate Relena Peacecraft rules the first country called Laden. Her major role in the forming of the peace brought many people together. The two countries were beginning to love each other, something that hadn't occurred for more than two hundred years.
Treize Kushrenada headed the other country named Atswen. At first he waged the ongoing war in order to conquer the other land at last (something Atswen had been trying to accomplish for two hundred years) but soon grew tired of the bloodshed like so many others and had succumbed to Relena's negotiations.
The two countries' people were just now beginning to travel to one another's land. They were still edgy about one another and mostly just merchants traveled. This was why Relena Peacecraft gave her war generals somewhat of a vacation to journey to the land. Their military skills weren't of vital need anymore and she knew the warriors needed some rest after their difficult lives. It would stand as a good example if her best men (still somewhat boys though) traveled there.
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Dea: Woah, it's HARD putting my deep thoughts on paper!
Heero: Hn
Duo: * Smacks him upside the head * Don't worry, girl. We're backing ya all the way!
Trowa: .
Quatre: I thought it was a lovely prologue. I can't wait to get into the story.
Wufei: * grumble * Stupid onna.
Dea: * sweatdrops and turns to readers * The next part introduces our favorite pilots into the plot. YAH!!
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Part One:
The Unexpected Meeting
The sun beat down on Heero Yuy as he and his companion Quatre Winner lead their horses around a twisting path. He reached up and ran his sleeve across his forehead.
"It's getting extremely hot out, Heero," Quatre said looking up towards the sky as if he was asking the sun to stop.
"It will get extremely cold out come nightfall," Heero shook his head a bit at that thought. "And it doesn't seem as though we're near the next town." He and the blonde had been traveling a week already and hadn't seen anything interesting yet. They were beginning to get very bored.
Quatre sighed from beside him and shifted in his saddle. Heero glanced over at his war comrade. The boy looked so innocent and vulnerable sometimes. Quatre's Golden Staff then caught his eye. The boy was anything but helpless. He was a White Sorcerer, one of the greatest honors a sorcerer could have at Laden. Quatre knew many spells that could both heal and hurt and had lots of experience for his age. The problem with magic though was that it drained too much energy too fast. After battles, Heero often found Quatre falling asleep on his horse as much as a week afterward.
Heero turned his attention back towards the path. His hand rested on his own sword tied around his waste and rubbed his thumb over the blue gem melded into the hilt. He, unlike Quatre, didn't rely on spells. His physical strength and stamina were envied by many a soldier, and his battle tactics, especially when put with Quatre's, won quite a few battles. The two were among the youngest of the army, but were at the top in rank.
There was one particular thing Heero did want to do on this journey though. After so many battles and finally achieving peace, he wanted to meet the warriors of Atswen that had gained a reputation among the Laden soldiers. He wanted to meet King Treize's three best. He often entertained the thought and knew it would be quite interesting and Quatre had readily agreed. He himself had never come close to battling with one of them personally, but he wouldn't mind talking about tactics or formation or something of the like. There were only a few things Heero actually enjoyed talking about so it was odd for him to have such a desire.
He could already recall what the soldiers had told about the generals that came from that country. There was the Dragon, who was said to be the deadliest of men without even having to use a sword. Then there was the Silencer who was said to fight with a bow and arrow as well as throwing knives. He never missed a target no matter how far away. Lastly there was Shinigami. He fought using a powerful scythe with precision and a touch of dark sorcery.
"We'll have to pitch camp soon," Quatre informed from his side. "It's getting darker by the minute."
"Hn."
Soon afterward Heero and Quatre started setting up a camp for themselves near a forest. A little too close for Heero's liking, but it would have to do.
Quatre grabbed the water tins and his cloak that were strapped onto his horse. He peered over at Heero who already had come back from gathering firewood. Quatre smiled at him.
"I'm going to fill these up at a river I sense in the forest. I'll be back soon." One thing about sorcerers that gave them another advantage was that they could sense the presence of certain things. One only had to concentrate the right way. They could also sense people very easily. They could feel the very souls of the people, plants, and animals around them.
Heero only grunted in response as Quatre pulled his cloak over himself. It was already starting to freeze.
Upon reaching the river, Quatre drew a shaky breath. It was a beautiful site. Atswen was truly blest with such lovely scenery. He had enjoyed the trip so far just because of its splendor.
Shaking his head, Quatre reminded himself that he needed to hurry and get back to Heero before it became too dark. He kneeled down and placed one tin into the water, letting it fill up. Quatre closed his eyes and reveled in the peace radiating from the nature surrounding him.
Quatre put the lid on the tin and reached over for the other.
"Here you go."
" Arigatou," Quatre said and began unscrewing the lid. Realization dawned on him and he spun around facing the person who had handed him the tin.
The person before him was down on knee beside him and chuckling to himself. He was dressed completely in black, his cloak spread like a fountain around him. He smiled and stood. Quatre then noticed the large scythe hanging loosely around his back accompanied by a long braid.
"Gomen nasai," the figure said cheerfully. "I didn't mean to scare ya. You just looked so at peace." He extended a hand to help the stuttering blonde up.
"I didn't even sense you," Quatre whispered as he took the weird boy's hand and stood up. A sorcerer like Quatre should have been able to feel any human's presence that was as close as this boy was.
The boy laughed even harder. "You're not supposed to."
Quatre eyed the scythe a little more. There weren't many people that were willing to use the weapon of Death himself.
"What do mean I wasn't supposed to?" Quatre asked, curious about whom this boy really was.
"Well, it's a cloaking spell that I have on."
"Ah, are you a soldier of the war?"
The boy smiled. "Hai! One of the best, I must say. Name's Duo Maxwell. What's yours?"
"Quatre Winner. from Atswen."
"You don't see many travelers willing to actually camp out when they're in a foreign country," Duo said smiling. Quatre watched Duo look him over. "I feel like there's something I'm missing about you."
The blonde looked Duo over again. He was getting the exact same feeling.
"Hai, me too."
Duo took his scythe from his back and twirled it a bit in his left hand contemplating his new friend. Quatre just continued to watch him.
'Hm, a scythe is a very odd weapon.' Quatre watched duo swing it around some more. 'But didn't people say that was what the Laden soldier Shinigami used..?'
"Hey, Duo.?"
"Hm?" Duo said turning his full attention to what the sorcerer was saying.
"People don't happen to call you Shinigami, do they?
Duo gave him an odd look. "Yeah, the scythe gave it away didn't it?" Duo pointed an accusing finger to the weapon and chuckled a bit. He was rather proud of the nickname himself.
Quatre bit his lip. He couldn't believe he had just stumbled upon someone he and Heero had wanted to meet on their trip. And who would have thought Shinigami would turn out to be this fey, cheerful lad? Should he tell him who he was? He didn't know if he felt the same way about meeting an old enemy.
Quatre looked at Duo's smiling face and decided he didn't think the boy would hold it against him.
"You know, I was in the war too."
"Oh really! That's so cool! I wouldn't have thought so. You look way too nice to be killing anyone."
"A lot of people think so. You aren't really what I would have expected the famous Shinigami to be like either though. You're awful happy for someone who goes around calling himself the God of Death."
Duo laughed at that. "That's so true! There's quite a few people who agree with you."
Quatre turned his head away, running his eyes over the landscape.
"You aren't the only one with another name though. People sometimes called me the Golden Sorcerer." Quatre glanced back over at the braided boy. Duo had a complete look of shock on his face.
"I.had no idea." Duo suddenly clapped his hands together and lunged at Quatre. The blonde tensed when he thought Duo was trying to attack him at first but then relaxed when he realized the other boy was giving him a hug. Crushing hid lungs no less, but it was still a hug.
"Must.* gasp *..bre.breathe." Quatre choked out.
Duo let the boy go in a hurry.
"Gomen! I got a little excited there."
"I could tell."
Duo locked his arms with Quatre's. "You have to camp with me and my buddies. It'd be fun to talk with someone else for a change. Well, not that they talk much. Don't talk at all really. But I make up for that!" The braided boy grabbed the other's hands. "Oh please, onegai, oh please?"
Quatre chuckled at the innocent look Duo gave him.
"It's fine with me, but I have to ask my 'buddy' about it. I'm sure he wouldn't mind though. He's wanted to meet you."
"Would he happen to be the Perfect Soldier?!"
"Hai. His name is Heero Yuy. And he doesn't talk much either."
"Yay! And you can meet the Dragon and Silencer." Duo suddenly looked up at the darkening sky.
"Oh, gods! Wu-man's gonna KILL me for taking so long!" Duo turned to Quatre. "I gotta go RIGHT now. Meet me at my camp when you get everything packed and ready. Just follow the path back out of the forest and turn left. There's a clearing over by some boulders. That's where our camp is."
"Okay. I'll meet you there. It was nice meeting you."
"Likewise. Ciao!" Duo waved at Quatre as he darted down the path, his long chestnut braid flying behind him.
Duo almost skipped back to his camp. He couldn't believe whom he had just met. Even though Quatre used to be his enemy he couldn't help being excited. He had a lot of respect for Quatre and his friend. During the war, soldiers often talked about the two warriors from Laden. Any decent soldier would hold some amount of praise in his heart for another soldier with the skills they were said to have.
Besides, those days were over. It was a time of peace and Atswen and Laden both encouraged friendship between the two countries. Duo couldn't wait to tell Wufei and Trowa. And now he would have someone to talk to!
Duo walked towards the brightly blazing fire in the center of a clearing. His friend Wufei sat on a log near the dancing flames polishing his favorite sword. Trowa was leisurely leaning on a rock with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. Duo at least assumed they were both closed. The archer's hair obstructed the view of one of his piercing eyes as it always did.
"Hey guys. I'm back."
There was a nod from Trowa's direction and Wufei stood up as he put his sword away.
"That was a rather long walk Maxwell. Were you busy talking to yourself again?" Wufei cocked an eyebrow at Duo.
"We-e-e-e-l-l, actually, I ran into someone near a lake in the forest." Duo made sure to add a mischievous tone to his voice. "You'll never guess who it was." He sat down on another log near Wufei.
Trowa walked over to them and sat down next to Duo. He flipped his green cloak over his shoulder and set his emotionless eyes on the boy. "Who?" Trowa's stoic voice sounded throughout the campsite.
Duo laughed. "Do you guys really think I'm going to let you know that easily?" Violet eyes glanced between the two companions.
"I really don't care who you met, Maxwell. You can leave me alone for all I care." Wufei sat back down and looked towards the fire.
"Okay then." Wufei's head shot back over to look at the jaunty baka. Duo was looking up at the now dark sky with a look of satisfaction.
"Are you ill? You never leave us alone when asked. You should go to bed ri- "
"I invited him and his friend to come and camp with us." Wufei stared over at Duo for a few seconds.
"You did WHAT ?!" Wufei's voice bellowed over to his comrade.
"Wufei-kun, calm down," Trowa's voice floated over to the infuriated soldier. The uni-banged archer turned to Duo and gave him a look that said 'Explain, now.'
Duo waved his hand in a nonchalant manner. "Believe me when I say you guys wanna meet him."
"Oh, just tell us who it is, Maxwell!" Wufei's angry voice rang through the night air yet again.
"Okay, okay. You don't have yell so much." Duo smiled over the two. "His name's Quatre Winner and he's a Laden soldier."
"We've met an Laden soldier before. What makes this Quatre so different."
"Well, he's a sorcerer. The Golden Sorcerer in fact." Duo said calmly.
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Trowa and Wufei stared at the braided boy for a complete minute.
"Are you positive about this, Duo?" Trowa said warily after he was sure his other friend wasn't going to say anything.
"Positive! He's traveling with the Perfect Soldier too."
All three boys turned their heads as they heard noises coming towards them.
"That would be them now."
Two people mounted on horses came into the light of the fire. The one to the left dismounted and stepped forward.
"I hope we didn't take too long, Duo," said Quatre as he came forward. Duo jumped up.
"This is Quatre guys," Duo said ecstatic. He pulled the timid blonde in front of his two friends. "And these silent rocks are Trowa Barton and Wufei Chang." Duo pointed to each as he said their name.
Quatre smiled at them both. His eyes lingered a little longer on the one named Trowa. 'He's cute,' Quatre thought to himself.
Trowa stared at the beautiful blonde in front of him. Was he really supposed to believe that this angel was once the feared sorcerer among his fellow troops? He couldn't take his eyes off of Quatre.
Finally looking away, Quatre went over and grabbed Heero's hand. Bringing Heero forward, he introduced him, "This is Heero Yuy."
Heero looked at all of them. He hadn't really believed whom Quatre had said he had met while getting fresh water. Now here was the evidence right in front of him. Trowa and Wufei looked like real soldiers, but the braided boy Duo seemed different to him somehow. He ran his eyes up the young man. What was the feeling he was getting in his chest when he looked at him? Heero decided he would just have to watch Duo more closely.
Duo, on the other hand, wasn't having problems with what he was feeling.
'Wow, the Perfect Soldier. That name definitely hits the nail on the head. This guy is gorgeous.' Duo held back a sigh. He'd definitely make sure to get to know Heero better.
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Dea: Yay! First Chapter complete! And it only took me a few days!
Duo: When's the romance coming! I can't stand it. You're taking WAY too long!
Heero: And where's the angst?
Dea: It's all coming in due time. Sheesh! It's only one chapter! Anyway, the plot thickens big time in the next chapter. I'll be actually starting the plot line.
Wufei: Yeah, right.
Warning: Yaoi 1x2 3x4, violence, angst, AU
Through the Darkness
By: Dea
Prologue:
In a world where chaos and insecurity over ruled the people, a new peace was formed. The two main countries that each ruled half the land were finally brought to peace. People began to become happy again, since the war that had been going on for so many years came to an end. The people's hate towards one another was slowly diminishing.
The very passionate Relena Peacecraft rules the first country called Laden. Her major role in the forming of the peace brought many people together. The two countries were beginning to love each other, something that hadn't occurred for more than two hundred years.
Treize Kushrenada headed the other country named Atswen. At first he waged the ongoing war in order to conquer the other land at last (something Atswen had been trying to accomplish for two hundred years) but soon grew tired of the bloodshed like so many others and had succumbed to Relena's negotiations.
The two countries' people were just now beginning to travel to one another's land. They were still edgy about one another and mostly just merchants traveled. This was why Relena Peacecraft gave her war generals somewhat of a vacation to journey to the land. Their military skills weren't of vital need anymore and she knew the warriors needed some rest after their difficult lives. It would stand as a good example if her best men (still somewhat boys though) traveled there.
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Dea: Woah, it's HARD putting my deep thoughts on paper!
Heero: Hn
Duo: * Smacks him upside the head * Don't worry, girl. We're backing ya all the way!
Trowa: .
Quatre: I thought it was a lovely prologue. I can't wait to get into the story.
Wufei: * grumble * Stupid onna.
Dea: * sweatdrops and turns to readers * The next part introduces our favorite pilots into the plot. YAH!!
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Part One:
The Unexpected Meeting
The sun beat down on Heero Yuy as he and his companion Quatre Winner lead their horses around a twisting path. He reached up and ran his sleeve across his forehead.
"It's getting extremely hot out, Heero," Quatre said looking up towards the sky as if he was asking the sun to stop.
"It will get extremely cold out come nightfall," Heero shook his head a bit at that thought. "And it doesn't seem as though we're near the next town." He and the blonde had been traveling a week already and hadn't seen anything interesting yet. They were beginning to get very bored.
Quatre sighed from beside him and shifted in his saddle. Heero glanced over at his war comrade. The boy looked so innocent and vulnerable sometimes. Quatre's Golden Staff then caught his eye. The boy was anything but helpless. He was a White Sorcerer, one of the greatest honors a sorcerer could have at Laden. Quatre knew many spells that could both heal and hurt and had lots of experience for his age. The problem with magic though was that it drained too much energy too fast. After battles, Heero often found Quatre falling asleep on his horse as much as a week afterward.
Heero turned his attention back towards the path. His hand rested on his own sword tied around his waste and rubbed his thumb over the blue gem melded into the hilt. He, unlike Quatre, didn't rely on spells. His physical strength and stamina were envied by many a soldier, and his battle tactics, especially when put with Quatre's, won quite a few battles. The two were among the youngest of the army, but were at the top in rank.
There was one particular thing Heero did want to do on this journey though. After so many battles and finally achieving peace, he wanted to meet the warriors of Atswen that had gained a reputation among the Laden soldiers. He wanted to meet King Treize's three best. He often entertained the thought and knew it would be quite interesting and Quatre had readily agreed. He himself had never come close to battling with one of them personally, but he wouldn't mind talking about tactics or formation or something of the like. There were only a few things Heero actually enjoyed talking about so it was odd for him to have such a desire.
He could already recall what the soldiers had told about the generals that came from that country. There was the Dragon, who was said to be the deadliest of men without even having to use a sword. Then there was the Silencer who was said to fight with a bow and arrow as well as throwing knives. He never missed a target no matter how far away. Lastly there was Shinigami. He fought using a powerful scythe with precision and a touch of dark sorcery.
"We'll have to pitch camp soon," Quatre informed from his side. "It's getting darker by the minute."
"Hn."
Soon afterward Heero and Quatre started setting up a camp for themselves near a forest. A little too close for Heero's liking, but it would have to do.
Quatre grabbed the water tins and his cloak that were strapped onto his horse. He peered over at Heero who already had come back from gathering firewood. Quatre smiled at him.
"I'm going to fill these up at a river I sense in the forest. I'll be back soon." One thing about sorcerers that gave them another advantage was that they could sense the presence of certain things. One only had to concentrate the right way. They could also sense people very easily. They could feel the very souls of the people, plants, and animals around them.
Heero only grunted in response as Quatre pulled his cloak over himself. It was already starting to freeze.
Upon reaching the river, Quatre drew a shaky breath. It was a beautiful site. Atswen was truly blest with such lovely scenery. He had enjoyed the trip so far just because of its splendor.
Shaking his head, Quatre reminded himself that he needed to hurry and get back to Heero before it became too dark. He kneeled down and placed one tin into the water, letting it fill up. Quatre closed his eyes and reveled in the peace radiating from the nature surrounding him.
Quatre put the lid on the tin and reached over for the other.
"Here you go."
" Arigatou," Quatre said and began unscrewing the lid. Realization dawned on him and he spun around facing the person who had handed him the tin.
The person before him was down on knee beside him and chuckling to himself. He was dressed completely in black, his cloak spread like a fountain around him. He smiled and stood. Quatre then noticed the large scythe hanging loosely around his back accompanied by a long braid.
"Gomen nasai," the figure said cheerfully. "I didn't mean to scare ya. You just looked so at peace." He extended a hand to help the stuttering blonde up.
"I didn't even sense you," Quatre whispered as he took the weird boy's hand and stood up. A sorcerer like Quatre should have been able to feel any human's presence that was as close as this boy was.
The boy laughed even harder. "You're not supposed to."
Quatre eyed the scythe a little more. There weren't many people that were willing to use the weapon of Death himself.
"What do mean I wasn't supposed to?" Quatre asked, curious about whom this boy really was.
"Well, it's a cloaking spell that I have on."
"Ah, are you a soldier of the war?"
The boy smiled. "Hai! One of the best, I must say. Name's Duo Maxwell. What's yours?"
"Quatre Winner. from Atswen."
"You don't see many travelers willing to actually camp out when they're in a foreign country," Duo said smiling. Quatre watched Duo look him over. "I feel like there's something I'm missing about you."
The blonde looked Duo over again. He was getting the exact same feeling.
"Hai, me too."
Duo took his scythe from his back and twirled it a bit in his left hand contemplating his new friend. Quatre just continued to watch him.
'Hm, a scythe is a very odd weapon.' Quatre watched duo swing it around some more. 'But didn't people say that was what the Laden soldier Shinigami used..?'
"Hey, Duo.?"
"Hm?" Duo said turning his full attention to what the sorcerer was saying.
"People don't happen to call you Shinigami, do they?
Duo gave him an odd look. "Yeah, the scythe gave it away didn't it?" Duo pointed an accusing finger to the weapon and chuckled a bit. He was rather proud of the nickname himself.
Quatre bit his lip. He couldn't believe he had just stumbled upon someone he and Heero had wanted to meet on their trip. And who would have thought Shinigami would turn out to be this fey, cheerful lad? Should he tell him who he was? He didn't know if he felt the same way about meeting an old enemy.
Quatre looked at Duo's smiling face and decided he didn't think the boy would hold it against him.
"You know, I was in the war too."
"Oh really! That's so cool! I wouldn't have thought so. You look way too nice to be killing anyone."
"A lot of people think so. You aren't really what I would have expected the famous Shinigami to be like either though. You're awful happy for someone who goes around calling himself the God of Death."
Duo laughed at that. "That's so true! There's quite a few people who agree with you."
Quatre turned his head away, running his eyes over the landscape.
"You aren't the only one with another name though. People sometimes called me the Golden Sorcerer." Quatre glanced back over at the braided boy. Duo had a complete look of shock on his face.
"I.had no idea." Duo suddenly clapped his hands together and lunged at Quatre. The blonde tensed when he thought Duo was trying to attack him at first but then relaxed when he realized the other boy was giving him a hug. Crushing hid lungs no less, but it was still a hug.
"Must.* gasp *..bre.breathe." Quatre choked out.
Duo let the boy go in a hurry.
"Gomen! I got a little excited there."
"I could tell."
Duo locked his arms with Quatre's. "You have to camp with me and my buddies. It'd be fun to talk with someone else for a change. Well, not that they talk much. Don't talk at all really. But I make up for that!" The braided boy grabbed the other's hands. "Oh please, onegai, oh please?"
Quatre chuckled at the innocent look Duo gave him.
"It's fine with me, but I have to ask my 'buddy' about it. I'm sure he wouldn't mind though. He's wanted to meet you."
"Would he happen to be the Perfect Soldier?!"
"Hai. His name is Heero Yuy. And he doesn't talk much either."
"Yay! And you can meet the Dragon and Silencer." Duo suddenly looked up at the darkening sky.
"Oh, gods! Wu-man's gonna KILL me for taking so long!" Duo turned to Quatre. "I gotta go RIGHT now. Meet me at my camp when you get everything packed and ready. Just follow the path back out of the forest and turn left. There's a clearing over by some boulders. That's where our camp is."
"Okay. I'll meet you there. It was nice meeting you."
"Likewise. Ciao!" Duo waved at Quatre as he darted down the path, his long chestnut braid flying behind him.
Duo almost skipped back to his camp. He couldn't believe whom he had just met. Even though Quatre used to be his enemy he couldn't help being excited. He had a lot of respect for Quatre and his friend. During the war, soldiers often talked about the two warriors from Laden. Any decent soldier would hold some amount of praise in his heart for another soldier with the skills they were said to have.
Besides, those days were over. It was a time of peace and Atswen and Laden both encouraged friendship between the two countries. Duo couldn't wait to tell Wufei and Trowa. And now he would have someone to talk to!
Duo walked towards the brightly blazing fire in the center of a clearing. His friend Wufei sat on a log near the dancing flames polishing his favorite sword. Trowa was leisurely leaning on a rock with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. Duo at least assumed they were both closed. The archer's hair obstructed the view of one of his piercing eyes as it always did.
"Hey guys. I'm back."
There was a nod from Trowa's direction and Wufei stood up as he put his sword away.
"That was a rather long walk Maxwell. Were you busy talking to yourself again?" Wufei cocked an eyebrow at Duo.
"We-e-e-e-l-l, actually, I ran into someone near a lake in the forest." Duo made sure to add a mischievous tone to his voice. "You'll never guess who it was." He sat down on another log near Wufei.
Trowa walked over to them and sat down next to Duo. He flipped his green cloak over his shoulder and set his emotionless eyes on the boy. "Who?" Trowa's stoic voice sounded throughout the campsite.
Duo laughed. "Do you guys really think I'm going to let you know that easily?" Violet eyes glanced between the two companions.
"I really don't care who you met, Maxwell. You can leave me alone for all I care." Wufei sat back down and looked towards the fire.
"Okay then." Wufei's head shot back over to look at the jaunty baka. Duo was looking up at the now dark sky with a look of satisfaction.
"Are you ill? You never leave us alone when asked. You should go to bed ri- "
"I invited him and his friend to come and camp with us." Wufei stared over at Duo for a few seconds.
"You did WHAT ?!" Wufei's voice bellowed over to his comrade.
"Wufei-kun, calm down," Trowa's voice floated over to the infuriated soldier. The uni-banged archer turned to Duo and gave him a look that said 'Explain, now.'
Duo waved his hand in a nonchalant manner. "Believe me when I say you guys wanna meet him."
"Oh, just tell us who it is, Maxwell!" Wufei's angry voice rang through the night air yet again.
"Okay, okay. You don't have yell so much." Duo smiled over the two. "His name's Quatre Winner and he's a Laden soldier."
"We've met an Laden soldier before. What makes this Quatre so different."
"Well, he's a sorcerer. The Golden Sorcerer in fact." Duo said calmly.
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Trowa and Wufei stared at the braided boy for a complete minute.
"Are you positive about this, Duo?" Trowa said warily after he was sure his other friend wasn't going to say anything.
"Positive! He's traveling with the Perfect Soldier too."
All three boys turned their heads as they heard noises coming towards them.
"That would be them now."
Two people mounted on horses came into the light of the fire. The one to the left dismounted and stepped forward.
"I hope we didn't take too long, Duo," said Quatre as he came forward. Duo jumped up.
"This is Quatre guys," Duo said ecstatic. He pulled the timid blonde in front of his two friends. "And these silent rocks are Trowa Barton and Wufei Chang." Duo pointed to each as he said their name.
Quatre smiled at them both. His eyes lingered a little longer on the one named Trowa. 'He's cute,' Quatre thought to himself.
Trowa stared at the beautiful blonde in front of him. Was he really supposed to believe that this angel was once the feared sorcerer among his fellow troops? He couldn't take his eyes off of Quatre.
Finally looking away, Quatre went over and grabbed Heero's hand. Bringing Heero forward, he introduced him, "This is Heero Yuy."
Heero looked at all of them. He hadn't really believed whom Quatre had said he had met while getting fresh water. Now here was the evidence right in front of him. Trowa and Wufei looked like real soldiers, but the braided boy Duo seemed different to him somehow. He ran his eyes up the young man. What was the feeling he was getting in his chest when he looked at him? Heero decided he would just have to watch Duo more closely.
Duo, on the other hand, wasn't having problems with what he was feeling.
'Wow, the Perfect Soldier. That name definitely hits the nail on the head. This guy is gorgeous.' Duo held back a sigh. He'd definitely make sure to get to know Heero better.
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Dea: Yay! First Chapter complete! And it only took me a few days!
Duo: When's the romance coming! I can't stand it. You're taking WAY too long!
Heero: And where's the angst?
Dea: It's all coming in due time. Sheesh! It's only one chapter! Anyway, the plot thickens big time in the next chapter. I'll be actually starting the plot line.
Wufei: Yeah, right.