Small little explination.
This fic can be a little confusing if you don't read this.
There is a mention of Heero/Duo slash but there isn't actually any. It is written under the belief that Duo and Heero had feelings for each other but married other people. The (past) couples go as follows:
Heero/ shudders Relena
Duo/Hilde
Quatre/Trowa (for a very short amount of time you'll find out if you actually read it)
Wufei/ You guessed it...Sally
Anyway, with out understanding at least the first two then it will get rather confusing.
Thanks for reading!
KyleKamei
80 Years
By KyleKamei
Year 275 AC, Tokyo Japan
"Odin?"
The elderly man sitting by the window did not respond to his name. The Young red head smiled to her-self. That particular resident, despite being ninety six years young, still had hearing and eyesight as sharp as when he was sixteen. He looked down at her and stopped pushing his chair back and forth when she crouched in front of him.
"Odin, it's time for your medication now." She handed him a small paper cup. The man looked at the small white pill inside.
Odin Lowe Junior, at ninety six, was perfectly healthy. Provided he took one pill twice a day to help ward off dementia. Often he would consider not taking the medication, after all life, he felt, would be a lot less torturous if he had no idea what was going on. Every time he started thinking like that, however, one of the other residents who had been unable to escape the degrading of there brain would somehow manage to talk him out of it. I might possibly have been the blind woman, sitting on the other side of the room calling for her mom, or possibly the man who was five years younger than Odin who moved himself from one end of the room to the other, down the hall and back and into other residents rooms claiming he was headed to the movies or out to dinner. Either way, as always, Odin took the small white pill out of the paper cup and put it in his mouth. The young woman handed him a cup of water, which he used to swallow the pill. When she took the two cups back she tilted her head.
"Now did that hurt?" She asked. The man replied as he did every time she gave him his medication.
"Like hell!" He said in a more or less emotionless voice. She smiled brightly, it was the reason he responded as such. Her smile reminded him of a friend from long ago. A friend he could never forget, because he will always love. Once the woman was gone Odin returned to staring out the window.
Year 262 AC, Colony L2
The five year old girl jumped up and down beside her mother.
"Mommy, when is he getting here? When is Aunt Terra bringing Grampa Duo over?" She asked for the hundredth time in thirty minutes. Her 'grampa Duo' was actually her mother's grandfather but he never liked being reminded that he was now a great grandfather.
"They should be here soon, why don't you go out front and wait for them," the mother told her daughter.
The young girl left the room, she was back in five minutes, "How much longer now?" She asked her mother.
The older woman sighed and rolled her eyes. It was quite clear why her youngest daughter and he grandfather got along so well, for as long as she could remember her grandfather, Duo Maxwell, had refused to slow down.
The door bell rang. The girl promptly stopped bouncing and looked towards the front door. She took off at top speed before her mother could react.
"Who is it?" the girl asked when she reached the door.
"Death in disguise," came a voice from the other side. The girl pulled open the door and jumped into the lap of her great-grand father.
"Grampa Duo!" she cried.
"Katherine, how have you been?" he asked.
"I got sick, that's why mommy would let me come see you last week," she pouted. They where joined by the girl's parents.
"She had the flu, the nurses said it would be best if she stayed away for a bit," the mother said. The group made there way to the living room, Aunt Terra and her sister, Sara went back into the kitchen. Once there Sara looked at her sister.
"How is he?" she asked. Terra sighed.
"His doctor said there isn't much time. If he would just agree with the chemotherapy then maybe he could stay around for Christmas, but you know how he is," Sara nodded, their grandfather was very set on keeping his hair the way it was. Despite old age he still had a full head of hair, and it was still in a long braid.
Back in the living room Katherine was showing off her new picture to Duo. "My daddy and I went on the internet and found pictures from the war, it was for this article he's writing, I drew a picture of Deathscyth!" she held it up for him to see.
"Well I'll be, it looks just like the real thing," he said. Katherine's father, Dave, got up and went to check on dinner. After he left Duo motioned for Katherine to sit on the couch beside him.
"Kat, I have a favour to ask you," she blinked a couple of times. Duo pulled out two legal sized envelopes.
"I want you to take these, you can look in them if you want but you won't understand. I will be gone soon and when you grow up I need you to find this man," he handed her a small piece of paper; on it was written a name. "I want you to find him and I want you to give these envelopes to him." Katherine took the envelopes.
"Why do you have to go?" she asked. Despite what the other adults
believed, she knew her great grandfather was dying, even though no one actually said it out loud. Duo leaned over the best he could and gave her a hug.
"Because my old friends miss me and I miss them." She nodded and hugged Duo back. She then ran up to her room and hid the envelopes. When she came back down dinner was on the table and the rest of the evening went as planned.
Later that night, after she had gone to bed and to sleep Katherine woke up. She laid awake for half and hour when she heard the phone ring. Her mother picked it up in the hallway and she heard quiet talking and then her mother hang up. Quietly she got out of bed and opened her door. She walked over to her mother, who was facing away from her.
"Grampa Duo's with his friends, isn't he?" she said quietly. Her mother turned around, there where tears in her eyes and she crouched down so she was eye level with her daughter.
"Yes he is," she replied and pulled her daughter into a hug.
"Mommy," she said, when her mother pulled back she continued, "Don't be sad, he missed them and now he's happy he can see them again..."
Year 275 AC, Tokyo Japan
Odin slowly and carefully pulled himself into a standing position. He didn't really need a wheelchair, but the nurses where too worried that he would fall and break something so he was stuck with it. He grumbled to himself about not even needing to be in this place and the only reason he was here was because his son wanted to take over the Sank kingdom. He made his way to the small closet and opened it. He picked up three envelopes inside and went back to his bed and sat down. Just like he did every night, he examined the envelops but never opened them. A few nurses had asked him what they where and why he never opened them, being the perfect soldier he, of course, never told them. After all it was part of the mission...
Year 197 AC, Estate of Quatre Raberba Winner, L4
"So they dropped off these envelopes..." Trowa said, looking over at Heero. The pilot of 01 nodded.
"The instructions are as follows. We need not reveal ourselves now, however we keep these envelopes with us where ever we move too. When we die, we send them to one of the other pilots somehow. As soon as one of us has all five we come forward and tell everything. In return, none of us are charged with anything."
Quatre was silent for a second, "Why are they willing to do this? They were so gung-ho about putting us in jail and now there willing to give that all up."
Duo, who was shaking the envelope with his name on it, replied. "Because nobody else wants to see us go to jail. All they wanted was to find out who we are and this is a way to acquire that. Of course somehow I get the feeling that this bundle of joy," he jerked his thumb towards Heero, "Will out live them all, and probably us too." Heero glared at the braided pilot.
Wufei, silent until now, spoke up. "I suppose we could consider this one last mission."
They all contemplated that.
Heero was the first to speak up. " Mission accepted!"
The other four nodded...
Year 275 AC, Tokyo Japan
Eighteen year old Katherine pulled her hair back into a braid and examined herself in the mirror. Today was her first day as a volunteer at TokyoAllianceHospital. The reason she was doing this was the name on the piece of paper her great grandfather had given to her the night before he died. She left the bathroom, picked up her shoulder bag and headed out the door. She climbed into her old Mazda and headed for the hospital. Once there it didn't take long to find her floor and the nurses put her right to work.
When she was through she went up to the nurses station, a nice looking redhead, who's name she had learned was Marta, smiled at her.
"Um, before I leave, I need to deliver something to one of the residents here. It is from and old friend of his..." She said.
Marta smiled. "Sure who is it?" Katherine smiled.
"Odin Lowe Junior." She said. Marta's smile grew.
"You can find him either in his room, 243 or at the end of the hall there." Marta pointed down the hall to her left. Katherine slowly made her way down the hall. At the end a resident had positioned himself in front of the window.
"Odin?" no answer. She had actually heard one of the orderlies telling a new employee that this man liked to 'play deaf', Katherine was certain what she was to say next would get a response out of him.
"Heero Yuy?" She said, a little louder this time. The man stopped moving his chair back and forth. He slowly turned himself around.
"Who wants to know?" he asked. His eyes were cobalt blue and had a cold look in them.
"I have a delivery for you." She said, Heero didn't reply, he just kept staring at her.
"You're related to him..." Heero said finally. Katherine gave him a quizzical look. "Duo Maxwell." He replied. She nodded.
"He was my great grandfather." Heero moved forward a little.
"You have his eyes." He said.
"That's why my mom and everyone else says too." She smiled at him. She opened her bag and pulled out two envelopes. Exactly like the ones he had in his closet.
"He asked me to give these to you just before he passed on." She said. Heero took them.
"When?" He asked.
"Thirteen years ago. He made me promise to deliver them when I was old enough. He seemed certain you'd still be alive." She said.
Heero was silent again for a few moments. "Bakayaro," He said to himself with a small smiled on his face and he moved for ward.
He motioned for Katherine to follow him. It was slow going, but eventually the two of them made it to Heero's room. He put the two envelopes on the bed and slowly got up. When his companion started to move forward to help he glared at her.
"I am not a cripple." He pulled out the other three envelopes and put them beside the other two on the bed.
He looked at Katherine. "I want you to call who ever is in charge of the war crimes department of the military. Tell them someone wants to speak with them here." She nodded.
" Mission accepted!" She said. Heero smiled slightly and dismissed her.
Three days later a uniformed man walked off the elevator on the extended care floor of the hospital. He walked up to the Nurses station.
"Excuse me, but I was told one of the residents here wanted to speak with me." He said the nurse behind the desk was confused.
"Um, I'm sorry but I never heard anything of this." She replied. Before the man could respond a voice cut in.
"I do," He turned to see and elder Japanese man sitting at one of the tables. The nurse seemed surprised.
"Well I'll be," She said, "He talks after all." The man at the table glared at the nurse. The uniformed man sat down and introduced himself.
"I'm a Colonel Barkly of the War crimes division, and you are?" He asked. Heero didn't answer, instead he pulled out the first envelope.
"Gundam pilot 02, Code name: Duo Maxwell. Real Name: Unknown. Date of death: September 20th, 262 AC. Cause, pancreatic cancer." Heero slid the envelope across the table. The Colonel opened the flap and looked inside. There was a file folder and death certificate inside. Heero pulled out the next envelope.
"Gundam pilot 03, Code name: Trowa Barton. Real name: Triton Bloom. Date of death: January 10th, 243 AC. Cause, natural." The second envelop contained the same items. Heero continued.
"Gundam pilot 04, Code Name: none. Real Name: Quatre Reberba Winner. Date of death: December 5th, 199 AC. Cause, motor vehicle accident." Heero slid the third envelop over.
"Gundam pilot 05, Code name: None. Real Name: Chang Wufei. Date of death: March 25th, 232 AC. Cause, Miocardial Infarction(1)." The fourth envelop made its way across the table. By this time nurses and a few of the more lucid residents had gathered, most of them surprised to hear all this.
One of the nurses cut in. "Odin, how do you even know all this?"
Heero's only response was to pass the fifth and final envelop across the table.
"Gundam pilot 01, Code name: Heero Yuy. Real name: Odin Lowe Junior. Date of death: none as of yet. Cause: none as of yet." With that Heero slowly stood, he looked the uniformed man in the eye, he saluted the man and finished. " Mission completed!" Colonel Barkly stood and returned the salute. Once Heero had sat down again the Colonel gathered up the envelopes.
"My fellow soldiers where wondering if you five had forgotten. I guess most of you where just destined to out live us." With that he nodded and walk off, envelopes under one arm. Everyone present where silent. Heero made his way slowly back to his room. When he got there he was interrupted by a nurse.
"It is ironic really..." She said. Heero looked back at her.
"Why?" He asked. She gave him a small smile.
"My grandfather was Wufei." Heero regarded her for a moment.
"I suppose it is then..."
The End
1- Miocardial Infarction for those of you who know no medical knowledge... A heart attack...