AN: This is my first GW fanfic so bear with me readers. I don't mind flames because if they are absolutely rude and just full of complaining and criticism that is of no use to help me with my story, then I won't pay attention to it.

PAIRINGS: 13x2, 13x6x5, 1x2, 3x4, one sided 1+R and I think that's it.

Warnings: Obviously due to stupid there can be no NC-17 scenes, but I will have some lime. If I feel like it (I'm lazy), I'll also post on and I'll let you guys know if I do. Back to warnings, mild Relena-bashing, yaoi (duh), violence and um... yah. If any of these things offend you, too damn bad losers, just don't read it!

Shall I begin?

Prologue

There was not one bird that sang that early morning. A fierce wind blew and the rising sun was covered by thick clouds, nestled in a dark, gray sky. The dark looming mountains in the distance were foreboding, sending out some intelligent warning as if they were about to collapse under some strong power that could easily end the world. Water fell from the sky. It was gentle, sprinkling the Earth lightly and dampening the green grass and the soil soft.

It was indeed a dreary day, but it was so beautiful that Duo almost gasped when he looked out the window.Wide violet eyes took in the gray skies and dark mountains, but he thought it anything but dull. Duo had the urge to put on a coat and take a walk outside, but he had to finish making breakfast. Fresh bread was already baking in the open fire oven, and a pan on the wooden stove was sizzling deliciously, its contents eggs and several pieces of bacon. The boy gave a sigh and turned away from the window and rushed to the pan, hoping he had not burned the contents.

He was relieved to see that breakfast was not burnt and he lowered the stove's heat, by sprinkling the logs with dust and water. The kettle full of boiling water whistled, and he quickly threw in some herbs and leaves to make tea before running back to the oven. With two thick towels, he extracted the slate with a golden loaf of bread on the top and set it on the windowsill to cool, though the shutters were not open.

"Duo! Duo! Is breakfast done?" Came an impatient voice from upstairs. Duo rolled his eyes. "It'll be right up sir." Duo called back and quickly placed the panful of eggs and bacon on a porcelain plate. He cut a few thick slices from the loaf, buttered them generously and put them on the plate as well. From the cupboard, he grabbed a cup and a saucer and the kettle, which handle was now cool and placed everything on a pretty silver tray to take upstairs to his Master. He puffed a sigh of relief. Yesterday, he had ruined breakfast thouroughly, almost burning the entire house in the process. Today, yes today would be a success. Treize would be pleased.

'He'd better be,' Duo thought with his lips pursed. Cooking was a bitch. There were only fifteen steps on the staircase to reach the upstairs, but if there was another thing that Duo wasn't so well at than cooking, it was keeping his balance. He bit his lip in concentration as he hobbled up the steps one by one. Once he reached the top he almost fainted with relief.

"Hallelujah!" he exclaimed and raised his hands to the ceiling.

CRASH! Duo smacked his head. He was so stupid.

"DUUUOOOOO!" Duo threw himself down the stairs.

AN: Short isn't it but hey this is just the prologue giving you a taste of a typical morning for Duo. I'll be furiously working on Chapter 1 and posting it later today as you read this. Ta-ta.