Title: A Safe-House Game
Author: Stacey-Marie
Pairings: none
Warnings: death, possession
Disclaimers: Gundam Wing and all of it's characters, mecha and other miscellaneous stuff isn't mine so don't sue me because you have a better chance of finding a live cabbit in my room than something of value.
Note: this is a poem done for my English class to the tune of a poem called "Just to Say" where the author apologizes for eating the plums but the attitude of the poem and his wording say he doesn't really mean it. This is from Duo's POV.
A Safe-House Game
I'm sorry that I shot you
I'm sorry that you're dead
I'm sorry that I blew off
Your precious little head
I'm sorry that I killed you
And there's blood pooling 'round my feet
I'm sorry that I have to tell you
That it was kind of neat
But Death's job is never done
I run and hide but do not lie
A war is a perfect cover
For my vicious little mind
When I took this body
Little did I know
Of the little rebel lying here
So I'm sorry that I killed you
But guilt is not for me
And when I leave this shredded mind
He'll see the blood stained hands
That slew his best friend
And no amount of sorries
Will ever take that away
So I'm sorry that I killed you Heero
But being bored with just Duo and you
Really did make a delightful game
Especially since I won