Dream Roses
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any of the Gundam Wing guys no matter how much I wish for them or put them on my Christmas list for Santa to bring. Damn.
This will be a very sharp lemon in the future so bare with me here *no pun intented* But for now its just rated for language. Feel free to flame, but please be gentle.
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The soft powder pink sky had faded over the hours into a dazed electric blue. Fascinated by the beauty of the sky Duo dipped his head back into his temporary bedroom. He had been assured that the bare minuimum of time would be spent in that room and he would be moved on or picked up soon enough. The long haired pilot severely doubted that though, despite Trowa not being one to dance around a task it had been over a week even though his fellow pilots knew exactly where he was. A shadow of pain flashed through Duo's violet eyes and he clutched at his chest, more in annoyance than pain. Being laid up in a grotty, dismal apartment in the back streets of some colony somewhere or other must have been at the very bottom of his 'to-do' list. Right below hand over Deathscythe to OZ, yet strangely it came above seeing, speaking to or in any way being aware of Relena Peacecraft.
The brunette sighed, it just wasn't like him to have been injured on a mission. Especially one so simple. All he had to do was break into a Mobile Suit base and destroy everything he found. A favourite mission objective. Only this time it had been different. Without any problems at all Shinigami had infiltrated the base and started destroying those infuriating Mobile Dolls five at a time. No, the problems had all started when Heero Yuy opened a communications link with him. Yuy had been sent on a similar mission, only to another base. All he had wanted to do was make sure Duo wasn't screwing up, which the violet eyed boy had wholeheartedly denied. Then something distracted the Wing pilot, something which sounded vaguely like 'Relena' had passed Heero's lips which made Duo pull a disgusted face at the link and switch off the link. Now this was the part Duo didn't understand. Instead of screaming his familiar battle cry and return to slicing and dicing all opposition the American had paused to collect his thoughts. Thoughts about what though? Sinking to the ancient army cot in the corner Duo puzzled over the events.
"I have no reason to hate Relena," he spoke aloud. "And I had no reason to stop and nearly get myself killed after talking to the damned Perfect Soldier." The self proclaimed God of Death growled, it was all Heero's fault. How dare he accuse the Shinigami of screwing up! How dare he be so concerned with Relena! The braided boy bent backwards to lay on the stiff mattress. If it hadn't have been for Heero he would have noticed that MS sneak up behind him. If it hadn't have been for Heero he would have been able to react in time. If it hadn't have been for Heero I'm-so-perfect Yuy he wouldn't have been injured like this.
"Well at least I managed to get outta there with my life and my sycthe." Duo chuckled to himself at his clever little rhyme and yawned. Luckily medication hadn't been all that hard to find and it slowly lulled him into a confused slumber.
* * * * *
"You screwed up again Duo. The mission could have been handled by a child and you screwed up." The words of 01's pilot washed over the long haired teen like freezing water. Duo had been rescued from that Hell hole and was now comfortably settled at one of Quatre's many safe houses, wounds bandaged and bruises soothed. But now he had something worse to contend with. Heero Yuy.
"Hey, its not like I failed or anything!" Duo protested. It was true to some extent at least, he had destroyed all the Mobile Dolls. Just not as effectively as he had hoped.
"But you still managed to get yourself injured you stupid baka." Now usually that one insult would have fallen from Duo's mind like water off an MS view screen. But on this particular occasion...
"Well excuse me Mr Perfect! It was all your fault anyway! If you hadn't have insulted me while I was working I would have..." Heero cut him off abruptly.
"You shouldn't let your own feelings distract you on the battlefield. You're a useless pilot Duo. Everyone knows it. Its a wonder why you have even survived this long." Tears welled up in violet eyes and the American boy's bottom lip trembled.
"How...how could you say that, Heero? I...I'm as much a part of this team as...as you are!" Duo sobbed uncontrollably as he heard the shorter haired pilot's last word. 'Useless.'
* * * * *
Sitting bolt upright in bed so suddenly made poor battered Duo scream in pain as one or two of his broken ribs made themselves known again. That was one hell of a nightmare, Duo mused with a casual smile. He was still stuck in the pokey, dirty apartment, waiting for his fellow pilots. Something lightly tickled his cheek and the smile was hastily replaced with a glare. The whole bed must be infested with lice or something! Urgh how disgusting! Duo scratched at his cheek with irritation, shocked at the dampness beneath his fingers. I bet something bit me! Geez I have to get out of here! Even the bedbugs are bloodsuckers! Duo whined pathetically and looked at his damp digits. But there was nothing there, no trace of crimson that he expected. A bewildered look passed over his child-like features as he flicked out a curious tongue to taste the 'nothing' on his fingertips. Salt? The brunette looked even more baffled as he considered the implications. So...I'm crying? Crying...because of that dream?! Duo shook his head in denial. There was no way that dream could have upset him! Not the God of Death himself. What did dream Heero's words matter to him?
"Huh, like I would ever listen to what that bastard says about me!" Duo spat out venomously, clenching his fists angrily. But even with his self assurance the young boy could not stop tears of bitterness and hurt from rolling down his bruised cheeks.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ Sorry about this chapter being so short. I will continue as soon as possible when I get a little inspiration. I promise Chapter 2 will be up real soon! ~*Rose Blood*~
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own any of the Gundam Wing guys no matter how much I wish for them or put them on my Christmas list for Santa to bring. Damn.
This will be a very sharp lemon in the future so bare with me here *no pun intented* But for now its just rated for language. Feel free to flame, but please be gentle.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
The soft powder pink sky had faded over the hours into a dazed electric blue. Fascinated by the beauty of the sky Duo dipped his head back into his temporary bedroom. He had been assured that the bare minuimum of time would be spent in that room and he would be moved on or picked up soon enough. The long haired pilot severely doubted that though, despite Trowa not being one to dance around a task it had been over a week even though his fellow pilots knew exactly where he was. A shadow of pain flashed through Duo's violet eyes and he clutched at his chest, more in annoyance than pain. Being laid up in a grotty, dismal apartment in the back streets of some colony somewhere or other must have been at the very bottom of his 'to-do' list. Right below hand over Deathscythe to OZ, yet strangely it came above seeing, speaking to or in any way being aware of Relena Peacecraft.
The brunette sighed, it just wasn't like him to have been injured on a mission. Especially one so simple. All he had to do was break into a Mobile Suit base and destroy everything he found. A favourite mission objective. Only this time it had been different. Without any problems at all Shinigami had infiltrated the base and started destroying those infuriating Mobile Dolls five at a time. No, the problems had all started when Heero Yuy opened a communications link with him. Yuy had been sent on a similar mission, only to another base. All he had wanted to do was make sure Duo wasn't screwing up, which the violet eyed boy had wholeheartedly denied. Then something distracted the Wing pilot, something which sounded vaguely like 'Relena' had passed Heero's lips which made Duo pull a disgusted face at the link and switch off the link. Now this was the part Duo didn't understand. Instead of screaming his familiar battle cry and return to slicing and dicing all opposition the American had paused to collect his thoughts. Thoughts about what though? Sinking to the ancient army cot in the corner Duo puzzled over the events.
"I have no reason to hate Relena," he spoke aloud. "And I had no reason to stop and nearly get myself killed after talking to the damned Perfect Soldier." The self proclaimed God of Death growled, it was all Heero's fault. How dare he accuse the Shinigami of screwing up! How dare he be so concerned with Relena! The braided boy bent backwards to lay on the stiff mattress. If it hadn't have been for Heero he would have noticed that MS sneak up behind him. If it hadn't have been for Heero he would have been able to react in time. If it hadn't have been for Heero I'm-so-perfect Yuy he wouldn't have been injured like this.
"Well at least I managed to get outta there with my life and my sycthe." Duo chuckled to himself at his clever little rhyme and yawned. Luckily medication hadn't been all that hard to find and it slowly lulled him into a confused slumber.
* * * * *
"You screwed up again Duo. The mission could have been handled by a child and you screwed up." The words of 01's pilot washed over the long haired teen like freezing water. Duo had been rescued from that Hell hole and was now comfortably settled at one of Quatre's many safe houses, wounds bandaged and bruises soothed. But now he had something worse to contend with. Heero Yuy.
"Hey, its not like I failed or anything!" Duo protested. It was true to some extent at least, he had destroyed all the Mobile Dolls. Just not as effectively as he had hoped.
"But you still managed to get yourself injured you stupid baka." Now usually that one insult would have fallen from Duo's mind like water off an MS view screen. But on this particular occasion...
"Well excuse me Mr Perfect! It was all your fault anyway! If you hadn't have insulted me while I was working I would have..." Heero cut him off abruptly.
"You shouldn't let your own feelings distract you on the battlefield. You're a useless pilot Duo. Everyone knows it. Its a wonder why you have even survived this long." Tears welled up in violet eyes and the American boy's bottom lip trembled.
"How...how could you say that, Heero? I...I'm as much a part of this team as...as you are!" Duo sobbed uncontrollably as he heard the shorter haired pilot's last word. 'Useless.'
* * * * *
Sitting bolt upright in bed so suddenly made poor battered Duo scream in pain as one or two of his broken ribs made themselves known again. That was one hell of a nightmare, Duo mused with a casual smile. He was still stuck in the pokey, dirty apartment, waiting for his fellow pilots. Something lightly tickled his cheek and the smile was hastily replaced with a glare. The whole bed must be infested with lice or something! Urgh how disgusting! Duo scratched at his cheek with irritation, shocked at the dampness beneath his fingers. I bet something bit me! Geez I have to get out of here! Even the bedbugs are bloodsuckers! Duo whined pathetically and looked at his damp digits. But there was nothing there, no trace of crimson that he expected. A bewildered look passed over his child-like features as he flicked out a curious tongue to taste the 'nothing' on his fingertips. Salt? The brunette looked even more baffled as he considered the implications. So...I'm crying? Crying...because of that dream?! Duo shook his head in denial. There was no way that dream could have upset him! Not the God of Death himself. What did dream Heero's words matter to him?
"Huh, like I would ever listen to what that bastard says about me!" Duo spat out venomously, clenching his fists angrily. But even with his self assurance the young boy could not stop tears of bitterness and hurt from rolling down his bruised cheeks.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ Sorry about this chapter being so short. I will continue as soon as possible when I get a little inspiration. I promise Chapter 2 will be up real soon! ~*Rose Blood*~