Not Quite Single 2/?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing
Hilde ran to Duo's room. Their craft was submarine, besides projectile weapons were a violation of Duo's parole. She grabbed a power pack, a fork from a plate Duo hadn't put back in the mess, a single protective glove from his floor, and a spool of cabling. Running, she assembled her weapon as she went.
Back in the dive room, Steve's eyes snapped open.
Duo shivered. "God I love blue eyes." Duo grinned brightly, his most welcoming and calming smile. Somehow prison had diminished the effectiveness of said smile. "You got a name."
From Steve's point-of-view the fish boy in front of him was clearly a member of Hydra. The boy spoke in a rapidly, with some element of squeak and drawl to his words. He seemed to be part machine, but nothing it said made any sense.
Steve scooted back a bit, unaware that there was a passage to the Antarctic Ocean right behind him and that only not terribly well tested force field kept the water out. It didn't keep anything in. They had, quite unfortunately, lost a cat that way once.
Duo grabbed for his arm to pull him to safety. Duo's grip was much stronger than a slight looking 5'3" dude should be.
Steve rammed forward, palm striking Duo's chin, driving them back to the wall. He'd expected to break the poor chimera's neck.
Duo lived a life of adventure and had broken his neck four times in the last twenty years, so his spine was decently reinforced. Not wanting to hurt the man he was hopefully having a misunderstanding with, he gave him an elbow strike to the temple, which pushed him back, got them to separate for a moment.
The movement rocked the little ship, as stabilizer energy was redirected to lifting the plane.
Duo screamed some incomprehensible gibberish at Steve and pointed at the dive portal. That just looked like oil slicked floor to Steve. That was the only way his brain could interpret the strange colors on the floor.
A small drawer opened in the wall, drawing both their attentions. Duo grabbed a small device, which Steve thought was a syringe. Everything was confusing. His emotions were all over the place and he grabbed the chimera by the neck and slammed him against the wall.
Hilde skidded into the room, apparently holding a fork in her hand.
Duo's eyes were huge, the whites showing as he started to turn blue.
Hilde clenched her jaw. The charge on the fork's tines sparked. She lunged at Steve.
He pivoted, Duo still held by his neck. The fork missed Steve's thigh and sank into Duo's ass. Duo howled, suddenly full of energy and he managed to claw his way over Steve's shoulder like a cat avoiding a bath. The shock disoriented him and he was through the dive portal and into his beloved water in less than a second.
"Shit," Hilde said, trying to smile calmingly as the huge man gave her all his attention.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a small boy, messy brown bangs framing his face.
"Junior, got to the bridge, lock the door." She didn't take her eyes off the big man. He was dressed so strangely. He fought too well to be some kind of entertainer, but then there was Trowa, so who the fuck knew.
The man spoke, his words almost sounded like English, but like trying to read Chaucer in the original and you're like that's not English. He held up his hands, but she wasn't sure if he was surrendering or if this was some ancient martial art.
Duo came back up out of the water and now he had his knife in his hand.
At which point Steve snap punched him in the face and Duo slow fell back though th dive portal. Hilde screamed in real fear, running to the edge to grab at Duo before he sank.
The little boy stepped into the dive room. He held a glowing sphere. "Please Mister, don't hurt Uncle Duo. He ain't graded mah homework yet."
"Are you human," Steve asked.
Hilde hauled a limp Duo up with a groan. "Yes, you fucking corpse! Duo's only trying to help you. I would have left your ass to the depths!"
"Where am I?"
"This is Shady Lane. You're dressed funny."
"It's 285AC! That's 2477 on the Gregorian calendar. Fuck, I think you might have actually hurt him."
"Why is there a fish boy?" He asked as he followed down the hall.
Hilde had Duo over her shoulder, an effort, but not out of her range, it wasn't like it was the first time. "He's my best friend and the captain of this craft. Touch him again and I will kill you and make sure no one finds the body."
The boy ran ahead and pulled out a bed from the wall that maybe still had some blood on it from a previous adventure.
"Madam, you are the one who stabbed him with a fork."
"Only because you moved. Sit down. Wait your turn. He's the doctor and I'm not very good at this." She reaches up and pulled down a physical screen, which displayed many things that Steve found interesting,
"I am not sure his heart is beating," Steve said apologetically. Now he could see how small the fish boy was, he felt badly for having killed him.
"Well, duh," Hilde said, fingers moving over the controls. "Give me a few minutes."
The little boy sat down in the storage crate next to Steve. "Mama's mad at you."
Steve nodded. If only Bucky could see this now. Fish boy dies of fork puncture...
