Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its character if I do I'll also
gain the power to bring the character to life and molest him all I want,
yes you Duo ekekekekke.. Sorry Heero-baby u'll have to share.
Warning: it'll a 1x2 fic, a yaoi fic, a guy homosexual relationship fic and I might throw a lemon in there for fun, dunno..
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Under the watchful eyes of the Perfect Soldier, Heero Yuy, Duo Maxwell aka Shinigami, Gundam Wing Pilot of Deathscythe, landed gracefully from the cockpit. His face was a show of tempest at sea. He was pissed. Heero was about to ask him what wrong but before he could Duo already stalked off like a man possessed. Heero gulp audibly, for a week something was on Duo's case and it's sufficed to say that it's making him very... "unpleasant".
For a week, the water in their current safe house was alternating between boiling and freezing point just conveniently every time someone is taking a shower. Even though everyone checked to make sure that Duo was no where near and that there was nothing in the microwave, it exploded mysteriously. Sometime when they walk, they suddenly found that they foot was super- glued to the carpet and then multiple socks wearing was adorned for precaution. The list of hazards went on and on.
Heero thought to himself that he would never forget the moment when Trowa and Quatre stumbled into the living room with their lips glued together. You see.Quatre accidentally borrowed Duo chapstick. And talk about sticking, it took him two hours to get hem to part while Wufei passed out from nosebleed in the background.
A week has passed and Duo mood seem to have no improvement. And all of his pranks didn't affect their mission so they can't immobilized him with duct tapes or the like and throw him into a closet so they just have to put up with a very pissed Duo.
"We have to do something about this, this is injustice!" Wufei exclaimed after the door to Duo room was heard to be slammed shut from upstairs to the living room. Very loudly.
"Do any of you have any idea what pissed him off?" Heero asked.
All eyes turned to Quatre, expected him to know something due to his empathy ability. Being suddenly pinned with two pair of eyes and a single visible one from Trowa Quatre squirms.
"...Guys I have no idea either!"
Shocks were registered on all faces. "I.I.I didn't go anywhere near him after ...after..." He stammered and blushed to the root of his now pink hair.
'A~ the lip-locked' was the common thought while Trowa shuddered, Wufei grabbed a handful of tissue for his bleeding nose, and Heero cool as ice as usual.
"We need to know what is wrong with him so we can end this madness." Heero voiced after a period of silence. He and Wufei turned to look at the former blond expectantly while Trowa clutched Quatre tightly to him in. Quatre looked on mutely in terror.
"You're r.right." Quatre stuttered and turn around teary eyed Trowa and proceed to hug the life out of him. Before Trowa can so much tell him to let up a little he already turn and bravely walk upstairs into the Duo's lair with other trailed behind him.... very far behind him...
Warning: it'll a 1x2 fic, a yaoi fic, a guy homosexual relationship fic and I might throw a lemon in there for fun, dunno..
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Under the watchful eyes of the Perfect Soldier, Heero Yuy, Duo Maxwell aka Shinigami, Gundam Wing Pilot of Deathscythe, landed gracefully from the cockpit. His face was a show of tempest at sea. He was pissed. Heero was about to ask him what wrong but before he could Duo already stalked off like a man possessed. Heero gulp audibly, for a week something was on Duo's case and it's sufficed to say that it's making him very... "unpleasant".
For a week, the water in their current safe house was alternating between boiling and freezing point just conveniently every time someone is taking a shower. Even though everyone checked to make sure that Duo was no where near and that there was nothing in the microwave, it exploded mysteriously. Sometime when they walk, they suddenly found that they foot was super- glued to the carpet and then multiple socks wearing was adorned for precaution. The list of hazards went on and on.
Heero thought to himself that he would never forget the moment when Trowa and Quatre stumbled into the living room with their lips glued together. You see.Quatre accidentally borrowed Duo chapstick. And talk about sticking, it took him two hours to get hem to part while Wufei passed out from nosebleed in the background.
A week has passed and Duo mood seem to have no improvement. And all of his pranks didn't affect their mission so they can't immobilized him with duct tapes or the like and throw him into a closet so they just have to put up with a very pissed Duo.
"We have to do something about this, this is injustice!" Wufei exclaimed after the door to Duo room was heard to be slammed shut from upstairs to the living room. Very loudly.
"Do any of you have any idea what pissed him off?" Heero asked.
All eyes turned to Quatre, expected him to know something due to his empathy ability. Being suddenly pinned with two pair of eyes and a single visible one from Trowa Quatre squirms.
"...Guys I have no idea either!"
Shocks were registered on all faces. "I.I.I didn't go anywhere near him after ...after..." He stammered and blushed to the root of his now pink hair.
'A~ the lip-locked' was the common thought while Trowa shuddered, Wufei grabbed a handful of tissue for his bleeding nose, and Heero cool as ice as usual.
"We need to know what is wrong with him so we can end this madness." Heero voiced after a period of silence. He and Wufei turned to look at the former blond expectantly while Trowa clutched Quatre tightly to him in. Quatre looked on mutely in terror.
"You're r.right." Quatre stuttered and turn around teary eyed Trowa and proceed to hug the life out of him. Before Trowa can so much tell him to let up a little he already turn and bravely walk upstairs into the Duo's lair with other trailed behind him.... very far behind him...