Revolution

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing

The title is only a working title

The story starts during a revolution. The story takes place in mid-winter and five years after the Eve Wars.

Chapter 1

Soft yet annoying beeping filled a darkened room. On the bed a figure fumbled for the small alarm clock that was making the offending noise. "Damn it all." The person on the bed cursed as he knocked to clock to the ground where it continued to beep.

"Duo? Is everything okay in there?" A concerned voice asked through the closed door.

Duo sat up and got out of the bed to silence the beeping menace, "Yeah everything is just peachy Quatre. My alarm clock won't die."

Quatre laughed softly, "Alright Duo, Heero says that breakfast is nearly ready and to come down."

Duo stretched as he put on his pair of slippers, "Meh. Tell him that I'll be down soon." He picked the now silent alarm clock up off the floor and placed it back on the bed side table. He made his way down the stairs and entered the kitchen where three of his fellow former Gundam Pilots had gathered.

Quatre glanced up from his paper, "Good morning Duo." He said as he saw Duo enter the kitchen.

"Coffee first, Quatre." Duo told his blonde friend.

Quatre bit back a laugh and went back to his paper. As Duo pulled down a coffee cup from the rack above the coffee pot, Heero turned from the stove carrying three plates, "We have to be at work in about three hours Duo."

Duo groaned, returning to the table and sitting down, "Have I ever mentioned how much I hate Mondays?"

Quatre put his paper down and went to get three forks out of the dish washer, "Repeatedly, Duo."

Heero set the plates down and sat down himself, "Too many times to count."

Duo stuck his tongue out at them and began to eat, "So, where're the others at?"

Quatre answered him, "Wufei had to be there early and Trowa is upstairs in the shower, he has to be at the office in less than an hour."

-I really don't want to go in today. - Duo thought braiding his still damp hair.

"Duo we'll be leaving in under an hour. Quatre headed in early with Trowa." Heero told the violet eyed man as he entered their room.

Duo turned and smiled at him, "I'm almost ready Hee-chan." He slung his now braided damp hair over his bare shoulder.

"That's good Duo. You're moving faster than normal this morning." Heero commented as he put his laptop into it case.

"Eh. That could be because the damn alarm clock wouldn't die this morning." Duo grumbled pulling on his dress shirt and picking his tie up off the floor.

Heero nodded in response, "May I suggest more even more Starbucks than normal?"

Duo grumbled something incoherent as he finished putting on his tie and grabbed his own laptop in it case from the floor where it was leaning against the wall and picked up his shoes before stalking out of the room.

Heero smirked knowing that Duo would be his usual self by lunch time.


Quatre groaned quietly leaning back in his office chair. He ran a hand through his blonde hair as the stared at the report on his computer screen. "This is not good at all." He said to himself as he made a few more notes on the legal pad on his desk. Quickly doing the math, he raised an eyebrow at the figure he came up with. "Why on Earth would some need that much Neo-titanium? The amount I'm seeing here is enough to produce several new Mobile Suits. A few units of the suff I could understand, but this number is way to much for a colony project." He stood up from his chair grabbed his coat and put the legal pad in his briefcase before heading out his office door. He reached his secretary's desk, "Cynthia, could you cancel all of my meetings for the rest of the day? I've had something come up." He told the woman.

"Alright Mr. Winner." Cynthia responded.

"Thank you, Cynthia. Have a good day." He replied as he left her desk.

He never saw her pick up the phone and tell the person on the other end, "He's on to us."


Heero watched as his partner leaned back in his chair in their office, "Careful, Duo."

"Ah. Come on Hee-chan. You act like I'm gonna fall over or something." The braided man replied.

"You never know with you Duo," was the other's response.

Duo rolled his eyes and propped his feet up on the desk, "Ya, know Heero I don't get why we even have ta come in. We're hardly ever needed."

"There are the rare times that we are needed." Heero responded.

"Ya. But those are becoming few and far between. It's way too quiet. I get the feeling like someone, somewhere is planning something," Duo said seriously. Taking his feet off the desk and putting all for legs of the chair back on the ground, he turned the chair to face the other man, "I mean really, when was our last real mission anyways."

"I believe it was well over a month ago." the other man in the office said.

"Yeah, I know. Well on a positive not though, people could be finally be getting used to this peace and quiet and decided they liked it." Duo said with a slight smirk.

Heero snorted, "I think it's more likely someone is planning something and all the other rebels joined him or her."

Duo nodded as the phone rang, he sighed and pick it up, "Hey, Maxwell here." Duo winced and held the phone away from his ear slightly allowing Heero to hear the other end of the conversation.

"02 I need you and 01 in my office yesterday we have a situation!" the woman on the other end of the phone yelled and she did not sound happy.

"Alrighty Commander, we'll be there," Duo told her as he hung up the phone, turning to Heero he spoke up, "I take it you heard all that. Well let's get to her office then Heero."