Hello all my faithful readers! Sorry for the long wait but here it is at
last, the second story in the Perfect Soldier series! Hope you all like,
read, review and make merry!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Now stop staring and start reading!
Perfect Soldier: Mind Control Story 2 of Perfect Soldier Series
Rating: PG-13 for now.R later
Warnings: 2x1, 3x4x3, AU on Heero's past, shounen-ai, slight OOC, Angst, very angst, Violence, dark, torture, shounen-ai, romance, humour(slight)
Spoilers: Perfect Soldier: Language Barrier Notes: This is the PS series' second story. Now, we are really getting into the good stuff! Hold on tight, grab tissues and a strong constitution cause Here. We. Go!
"blah" Spoken
(la la la) thought
~~~ Interjection/change of scene
****** flashback
PERFECT SOLDIER: MIND CONTROL
Chapter 1: The Pipe Bastard
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"What is it now Duo?" Heero asked with long suffered patience from his position on the couch
Duo had slammed the phone into the receiver pad with great fury in his cobalt eyes. If looks could kill, the phone would be walking to the pearly dial toned gates right about now.
"Damnit, Damnit, Damnit!!" Duo ranted, clenching his fists in rage at his side as he continued to glare at the helpless phone.
"Duo! What. Is. It!" Heero asked once more, impatience coloring his smooth alto voice.
"It's that damn plumber!"
"What about him?" Quatre asked calmly as he entered the living room, the soft light of the lamps in the European themed room shadowing his features.
"He called to say he's coming in an hour! Damnit!"
"So?" Heero asked, obviously not understanding the apocalyptic moment.
"We're going into Vegas, remember Heero!?"
(Damn, I forgot!) Heero berated himself, (Well, looks like I might get out of it after all.)
"Oh.." Quatre said softly, sympathy on his face. He knew how much Duo was looking forward to this trip, they had planned it for weeks as a special outing to the desert oasis nestled between the cacti, a haven for drunken men and raucous gamblers.
"Now we can't go!" Duo lamented angrily, "And all because that damn plumber couldn't find it in his piped heart to come earlier! Arg! If we didn't really need the pipes fixed I'd call back and tell him to go stuff himself!"
"You know we can't do that Duo." Heero interjected.
"I know.."
~~~
Three days ago, the boys had discovered an elaborate leak within the basement of the hundred and fifty year old white stucco home reminiscent of the golden ages of the Arabic world that Quatre had purchased for their home. The pipes had cracked due to years of disuse and the renewed water pressure had cracked them beyond repair. And, as skilled as the boys were, none of them knew how to fix the archaeic plumbing system used in the desert home. Thus, a plumber had to be called. Unfourtunatly, the only plumber within a hundred mile radius that could deal with the old pipes did work on his own terms, own time and own price, or, he didn't do it at all. Of course, Duo had responded to the plumbers omnipotent attitude with his prompt dubbing of him as the "Pipe Bastard", and the name remained.
~~~
Duo was standing in a cloud of gloom, mourning the death of his evening while Quatre could only attempt to console him.
"Duo, we can go another time!" Quatre said calmly.
"But! This was when we were supposed to go and I-"
"I'll stay here." Heero cut in, effectively stopping the tirade.
"What?" Duo gaped.
"I'll stay here and wait for the plumber."
"But, Hee-chan! You'll miss all the fun!"
"It's okay."
"But-"
"Duo! It's fine! I don't mind! Just go already before I kick you out!"
Duo's mouth snapped shut at the forcefulness in Heero's voice. If this was so important to Heero, be not it he to say no to him.
"Alright Heero. I'll go." Defeat coloring his voice.
"Good." Heero said and returned to the book he had been reading before Duo had so kindly interrupted him.
Quatre could only shake his head at the dynamics between the two. Even WuFei and Trowa had noticed the love Duo held for the stoic soldier and they too had seen the way Heero relaxed around the braided boy. They both loved each other and the others knew it too, now if only they would figure it out as well.
*********
TBC...
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. Now stop staring and start reading!
Perfect Soldier: Mind Control Story 2 of Perfect Soldier Series
Rating: PG-13 for now.R later
Warnings: 2x1, 3x4x3, AU on Heero's past, shounen-ai, slight OOC, Angst, very angst, Violence, dark, torture, shounen-ai, romance, humour(slight)
Spoilers: Perfect Soldier: Language Barrier Notes: This is the PS series' second story. Now, we are really getting into the good stuff! Hold on tight, grab tissues and a strong constitution cause Here. We. Go!
"blah" Spoken
(la la la) thought
~~~ Interjection/change of scene
****** flashback
PERFECT SOLDIER: MIND CONTROL
Chapter 1: The Pipe Bastard
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"What is it now Duo?" Heero asked with long suffered patience from his position on the couch
Duo had slammed the phone into the receiver pad with great fury in his cobalt eyes. If looks could kill, the phone would be walking to the pearly dial toned gates right about now.
"Damnit, Damnit, Damnit!!" Duo ranted, clenching his fists in rage at his side as he continued to glare at the helpless phone.
"Duo! What. Is. It!" Heero asked once more, impatience coloring his smooth alto voice.
"It's that damn plumber!"
"What about him?" Quatre asked calmly as he entered the living room, the soft light of the lamps in the European themed room shadowing his features.
"He called to say he's coming in an hour! Damnit!"
"So?" Heero asked, obviously not understanding the apocalyptic moment.
"We're going into Vegas, remember Heero!?"
(Damn, I forgot!) Heero berated himself, (Well, looks like I might get out of it after all.)
"Oh.." Quatre said softly, sympathy on his face. He knew how much Duo was looking forward to this trip, they had planned it for weeks as a special outing to the desert oasis nestled between the cacti, a haven for drunken men and raucous gamblers.
"Now we can't go!" Duo lamented angrily, "And all because that damn plumber couldn't find it in his piped heart to come earlier! Arg! If we didn't really need the pipes fixed I'd call back and tell him to go stuff himself!"
"You know we can't do that Duo." Heero interjected.
"I know.."
~~~
Three days ago, the boys had discovered an elaborate leak within the basement of the hundred and fifty year old white stucco home reminiscent of the golden ages of the Arabic world that Quatre had purchased for their home. The pipes had cracked due to years of disuse and the renewed water pressure had cracked them beyond repair. And, as skilled as the boys were, none of them knew how to fix the archaeic plumbing system used in the desert home. Thus, a plumber had to be called. Unfourtunatly, the only plumber within a hundred mile radius that could deal with the old pipes did work on his own terms, own time and own price, or, he didn't do it at all. Of course, Duo had responded to the plumbers omnipotent attitude with his prompt dubbing of him as the "Pipe Bastard", and the name remained.
~~~
Duo was standing in a cloud of gloom, mourning the death of his evening while Quatre could only attempt to console him.
"Duo, we can go another time!" Quatre said calmly.
"But! This was when we were supposed to go and I-"
"I'll stay here." Heero cut in, effectively stopping the tirade.
"What?" Duo gaped.
"I'll stay here and wait for the plumber."
"But, Hee-chan! You'll miss all the fun!"
"It's okay."
"But-"
"Duo! It's fine! I don't mind! Just go already before I kick you out!"
Duo's mouth snapped shut at the forcefulness in Heero's voice. If this was so important to Heero, be not it he to say no to him.
"Alright Heero. I'll go." Defeat coloring his voice.
"Good." Heero said and returned to the book he had been reading before Duo had so kindly interrupted him.
Quatre could only shake his head at the dynamics between the two. Even WuFei and Trowa had noticed the love Duo held for the stoic soldier and they too had seen the way Heero relaxed around the braided boy. They both loved each other and the others knew it too, now if only they would figure it out as well.
*********
TBC...