Rating: PG
Disclaimer: NO I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING!! …wish I did. I envy whoever owns Heero…
Author's Note: WARNING: If you don't like death fics, don't read it…
"Noooo!" Hilde screamed as she saw the gundam get cut in two. "No," she moaned.
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"Duo!" the voice cried anxiously, "Duo, oh, please be OK. Please." It sounded like Hilde, but the voice was coming from so far away. He tried to push away the blackness to reach her.
His eyes fluttered open. "Duo," Hilde said then began to cry, cradling his head in her lap.
"Hilde," Duo said, smiling. Then he grimaced. "Ooohh," he moaned.
"Shh," she hushed him, "Wufei and Trowa went to get help. W-w-w-we still haven't found Quatre and Heero." She burst into fresh tears. The tears fell on Duo's pale face.
"Good old Wu-Man," Duo groaned through teeth clenched in pain.
"Everything will be OK," she said, "They should be here soon."
"I was wrong," he groaned.
"Duo?" Hilde gasped, "What do you mean?"
"Sh-sh-shinigami was not indestructible," he answered.
Hilde gasped. "You're gonna be OK."
Duo sighed and then lay still. Hilde's tears fell on the body of what had once been the Shinigami, God of Death, Duo Maxwell, gundam pilot.
AN: Me bad. I was in a really warped mood. I was mad at the world and felt like writing a death fic…. Please don't flame me!