Notes: Not really much to say here, I was a little lacking in inspiration for chapter three of Descendants, and this came out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor will I ever, no matter how much I want to, all I own is my computer and my story ideas, so sue.

Shinigami's Hell

Duo pulled up his jeans and looked back disdainfully at the sleeping figure on the bed. He pulled his tight black tank top over his thin hips. He sighed, crouching to pick up his boots; he looked up to make sure he hadn't wakened the person on the bed. Duo grabbed his dark denim jacket and made his way out of the room as quietly as he could. "Duo?" a male voice croaked.

Duo cringed, obviously he hadn't been quiet enough. He pocked his head back into the room, "Yes?" He racked his brain for a name to match the dark face in front of him, but couldn't seem to find one.

"Why don't you stay a while?" the man asked, propping himself up on his elbows. "I'll make breakfast, your choice."

Duo shook his head, "I can't, I have a lot of work to get done."

"Oh," the man lay back down. "Okay, call me later. We'll go out somewhere."

Duo smiled tightly, "I'll do that." He strode quickly out of the apartment and on to the street, into dull early morning light. He was getting tired of all this, all of the one night stands. His life was becoming repetitive, sleep the in the morning, go to his club, and work the floor picking up men or women, whatever he was in the mood for.

He walked slowly through the colony streets, making his way to Shinigami's Hell, the club that he owned, and his second story flat. He searched for the pack of cigarettes he knew was hiding in his jacket. "Ah-ha!" he cried triumphantly, pulling cigarettes and a lighter from his left breast pocket. He lit one and took a long slow drag.

He really should get into a safe stable relationship, Duo thought, or stay away from any kind of relationship. It wasn't like Heero was coming back any time soon, if at all. Duo groaned, running a hand through his thick bangs. He wouldn't go there, it had been almost two years since Heero left. In fact it was very unlikely that he would ever see Heero again with the way that they parted.

*Flashback*

Duo stepped through the doorway, tossing his keys onto a nearby table. He twisted his head, popping his neck, as he un-tucked his shirt. He headed to the kitchen to grab a beer before changing out of his work clothes. He popped the cap off and took a large swig. He started unbuttoning his shirt one handed as he stepped into the bedroom. "Heero? What are you doin' home?" he set his beer on the dresser. "I'm always home before you are." Duo froze. "Why are you packing?"

Heero snapped his suitcase shut. "Relena called this morning," he stated, as if that explained anything.

"And..." Duo prompted, stepping forward.

"She needs me on her security team."

"Why? She already has plenty of bodyguards."

"There was a threat letter sent to her, she called for me." He started for the door.

"Can't it wait a few days? Shinigami's Hell opens this weekend, I want you to be here for it."

Heero stopped and shook his head. "Her Earth tour starts in two days." He started toward the door again.

Duo grabbed his shoulder. "She doesn't need you, specifically. She can get any trained man she wants." Duo softened his grip. "She only wants you there because she's still in love with you and wants you away from me."

Heero pulled away. "Why do dislike Relena so much?" he asked.

"I don't. She's the one who hates me."

"It's not possible for Relena to hate anyone." Heero hefted his suitcase over his shoulder, "I need to leave or I'll be late."

Duo shoved his fists into his pockets. "If I didn't know better I'd think you were in love with her. What with the way you act about her."

Heero opened their front door and turned to glare at Duo, "I don't have time to talk about this."

Duo reached across his lover and slammed the door. "You can catch the next flight"

Heero sighed, "Duo, get out of my way, you're throwing this way out of proportion."

"No, I don't think I am. Out of the blue you just pack up and leave because of a phone call. You're always doing this and I'm sick of it! You're putting her between us, putting her first."

"I don't put Relena between us."

"Then what are you doing right now?!"

"Duo, get out of my way."

Duo threw his hands up, exasperated. "Fine," he stepped away from the door. "Go to her." Heero opened the door and started down the hallway. Duo stepped out the door. "You can stay there for all I care!" he called out. He went back into the apartment and slammed the door.

*End Flashback*

Duo scowled and crushed his cigarette butt underneath his boot heel. He stopped in front of his club and opened the door that led upstairs to his apartment.

Notes: Wow that was really short, sorry. Okay, I was in a depressive mood when I wrote this, and was planning on having Duo kill himself, but I changed my mind. Now I'm leaving Duo's fate in the reader's hands. You have four choices.

Duo ends up killing himself.

Duo gets back together with Heero.

Duo ends up with a female or male original character of mine.

Or, Duo ends up with Trowa or Wufei.

The choice is yours, the ending with the most votes gets written. Okay? Now get on with the reviewing, oh and any flames will be added to my nest of fire.

Phoenix