Disclaimers: Gundam wing is not mine, just the fic. I don't claim to own
GW, so don't sue. All characters and songs belong to their rightful owners.
Warning: Will have angst!! Will be yaoi in later chapters. Oh
yeah, poetry within this fic is mine...*ducks from flying veggies and
the sorts* Umm...AU and lots of OOC..*i think*....
[] shows thoughts
******* scene change
////// flashback...
I think that is it.
Pairings: 1+2...um other pairings might appear later on.
Archive: None, but if someone wants it...drop me a line.
On with the fic
Jester Unmasked (3/7)
Later that evening Duo walked back into his room with a small
smile. He really enjoyed spending time with Tori and the others.
The coffee house had been fun and he had shown them his newest work.
////////////////////////
Tori and Duo arrived at the coffee house, the others were already
there and someone had already ordered him a cafe mocha. "Thanks
for ordering for me"
The group of friends continued with small talk, but they all were
given quick glances in Duo's direction. Feeling self-conscious at the
stares he asked why they were looking at him like that.
"Well Chris-kun", began Tori, "we were wondering if you had anymore
poems".
Seeing the looks from the others Duo laughed and nodded his
consent. Going through his bag he pulled out his poetry book.
"This one is called Heart's Melody", clearing his throat he began.
""The Heart plays a melody
Such beautiful melodies
Each one unique
So very soft the melody plays
Faintly I hear the melody
of my heart. A slow melody
of sadness. To any other
a normal melody.
The Days Pass, all
I have is the melody
Sad yet soothing as
it is familiar
How Envious I am,
of those with happy
melodies. Their heart
know many more joys than mine
Can anyone hear my melody,
does anyone hear?
Will the melody change, will
someone come along and teach
My heart anew?""
////////////////////////////////
He sat in his chair lost in recent memories, his eyes shifted to
the picture on his desk. It was the only one he had of all five pilots
together. During one of their school infiltrations, one of the yearbook
students ,with a camera, took the photo of all five. Duo asked for a copy.
"I wonder what they thought then", unbidden his mind raced back to
that awful morning.
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"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNG"
A hand shot out from the bed to slap the offending clock off of
the nightstand. Low moans faintly came from a lump on the bed.
"Damn alarm clock" grumbled a very grouchy Duo. Getting up from the
warmth of the bed, he made his way to the bathroom. After relieving
himself and brushing his teeth, Duo made his way back into his room,
only to trip over his bag. "Shit!!!" "Dammit all to hell, I still need to
unpack from the mission." After debating the issue for a while, he decided
to go get some coffee and breakfast before unpacking.
After downing his second cup of coffee and almost half a dozen
donuts, he made his way into the foyer, with his third cup, in search of the others. He
heard voices coming from the make-shift conference. Heading that way, he paused upon hearing
his name.
"That Damned Maxwell, I swear by Nataku I'll kill him" Wufei shouted
voice filled with anger unseen before." He is worse than a damn toddler"
"I agree Wufei, Duo's antics are a bit trying on one's nerves" began Quatre
"Trying????? More like workin' my last nerve!!!" shouted the enraged Dragon.
Unknown to them, the subject of the conversation was listening to the
exchange, the mask slowly fracturing.
"Hn, the Baka gets on my nerves worse than Relena. The fucking idiot
has no sense of control, never shuts that damn mouth, never takes anything seriously,
we would all be better without him and the stupid half brained antics of his." Heero
put his opinion. Trying to calm down Wufei with humor, yet the consequences of this
action will be severe.
"I tell you an Onna would have been a better choice. Relena would be
a far better choice, Ne? I mean she might be annoying as all hell, but no where near as
annoying or immature as Maxwell." Wufei's tone was slowly becoming normal as he began to
joke around with Heero.
"Of all the people in the colonies" started Trowa
"We got stuck with the braided twit" finished Quatre. Slowly
getting in the game, a little part of his mind was telling him this was wrong,
but he ignored it and continued in efforts to calm Wufei down."
"I know, why don't we cut off his braid, give him a mohawk and die
it Pink" Heero delivered deadpan.
"I can see Duo with a pink mohawk, it would certainly fit his
intellectual capacity" Trowa stated with the a smile gracing his face.
"Ah but we can just continue to ignore him when he gets on our
nerves, the lowly street rat always scurries away." Quatre stated between giggles.
Everyone in the room started laughing, not noticing the person
outside the door looking in. Nor did they see the mask shatter and fall
to the ground along with the coffee mug Duo drop while trying to stop the
sobs and tears. Racing up the stairs he thought he heard the door open from
the conference room.
Running into his room, Duo grabbed his back from the night before ran
into the bathroom threw in some of his stuff, his body shaking from the uncontrollable
sobs. After finishing in the bathroom he grabbed his poetry book and quickly shoved it into
the bag. He did not see one sheet of paper fall onto the bed as he went out the window
and climbed down.
///////////////////////////////
The sound of his laptop brought Duo back from his unpleasant
memories. Opening the mail he saw it was from Professor G.
02,
Request received and approved. For the time being you will be
working solo. Upgrades to Deathscythe are almost complete based
on the instructions you sent.
G.
Closing the laptop, Duo changed and decided to read in bed before
going to sleep.
****************************
Running through the darkness, panting from running. Quatre stood
in a clearing. Before him was Duo with his back to him. "Duo..."
Slowly Duo turned to face the blond, with a sad small smile, he
began to fade into the Darkness. Yelling for him to stop, Quatre ran
towards him trying to prevent him from leaving. Stretching out his hand,
Duo just shook his head and vanished completely.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Quatre. Covered in sweat and gasping
for air. Realizing it was a dream, he tried to go back to bed, but his mind
refused to clam down. A knock at the door.
"Quatre are you OK?" Inquired Trowa
"I'm fine, just a nightmare. Sorry to wake you, go back to sleep I'll be OK"
He heard receding steps, taking a breath, he went over the dream
once again. / What does it mean (1)/?
Meanwhile, in another room in Quatre's estate, Wufei was thinking
when Trowa came in.
"Quatre is taking this really hard"
"We all are, it is our fault. Mainly mine for blowing up like
that. How can I claim to defend justice when I do something like this."
not meeting Trowa's eyes, Wufei got up and left the room in an attempt to
get some sleep.
"Come back Duo, how can we make up for this" Trowa wondered out
loud. Leaving the study he made his way to his room. Passing Quatre's
door, he could still hear a few sobs. He felt a constriction in his chest, not
wanting to bother him anymore, Trowa went to his room.
Heero was knocked out on his bed, after spending most of his time
looking for their missing partner his body finally demanded sleep. Fitfully tossing in
his sleep, low murmurs of apologies, and confessions of love faintly filled the empty room.
While on his laptop, the alert from they searches they all have been hoping for sat
blinking awaiting to be read.
TBC...
dhuron
*runs and hides after posting this part*
Notes:
(1) Hum..now what could his dream mean. Is it just guilt for what he
said or is it a warning for the future????
GW, so don't sue. All characters and songs belong to their rightful owners.
Warning: Will have angst!! Will be yaoi in later chapters. Oh
yeah, poetry within this fic is mine...*ducks from flying veggies and
the sorts* Umm...AU and lots of OOC..*i think*....
[] shows thoughts
******* scene change
////// flashback...
I think that is it.
Pairings: 1+2...um other pairings might appear later on.
Archive: None, but if someone wants it...drop me a line.
On with the fic
Jester Unmasked (3/7)
Later that evening Duo walked back into his room with a small
smile. He really enjoyed spending time with Tori and the others.
The coffee house had been fun and he had shown them his newest work.
////////////////////////
Tori and Duo arrived at the coffee house, the others were already
there and someone had already ordered him a cafe mocha. "Thanks
for ordering for me"
The group of friends continued with small talk, but they all were
given quick glances in Duo's direction. Feeling self-conscious at the
stares he asked why they were looking at him like that.
"Well Chris-kun", began Tori, "we were wondering if you had anymore
poems".
Seeing the looks from the others Duo laughed and nodded his
consent. Going through his bag he pulled out his poetry book.
"This one is called Heart's Melody", clearing his throat he began.
""The Heart plays a melody
Such beautiful melodies
Each one unique
So very soft the melody plays
Faintly I hear the melody
of my heart. A slow melody
of sadness. To any other
a normal melody.
The Days Pass, all
I have is the melody
Sad yet soothing as
it is familiar
How Envious I am,
of those with happy
melodies. Their heart
know many more joys than mine
Can anyone hear my melody,
does anyone hear?
Will the melody change, will
someone come along and teach
My heart anew?""
////////////////////////////////
He sat in his chair lost in recent memories, his eyes shifted to
the picture on his desk. It was the only one he had of all five pilots
together. During one of their school infiltrations, one of the yearbook
students ,with a camera, took the photo of all five. Duo asked for a copy.
"I wonder what they thought then", unbidden his mind raced back to
that awful morning.
////////////////////////
"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNG"
A hand shot out from the bed to slap the offending clock off of
the nightstand. Low moans faintly came from a lump on the bed.
"Damn alarm clock" grumbled a very grouchy Duo. Getting up from the
warmth of the bed, he made his way to the bathroom. After relieving
himself and brushing his teeth, Duo made his way back into his room,
only to trip over his bag. "Shit!!!" "Dammit all to hell, I still need to
unpack from the mission." After debating the issue for a while, he decided
to go get some coffee and breakfast before unpacking.
After downing his second cup of coffee and almost half a dozen
donuts, he made his way into the foyer, with his third cup, in search of the others. He
heard voices coming from the make-shift conference. Heading that way, he paused upon hearing
his name.
"That Damned Maxwell, I swear by Nataku I'll kill him" Wufei shouted
voice filled with anger unseen before." He is worse than a damn toddler"
"I agree Wufei, Duo's antics are a bit trying on one's nerves" began Quatre
"Trying????? More like workin' my last nerve!!!" shouted the enraged Dragon.
Unknown to them, the subject of the conversation was listening to the
exchange, the mask slowly fracturing.
"Hn, the Baka gets on my nerves worse than Relena. The fucking idiot
has no sense of control, never shuts that damn mouth, never takes anything seriously,
we would all be better without him and the stupid half brained antics of his." Heero
put his opinion. Trying to calm down Wufei with humor, yet the consequences of this
action will be severe.
"I tell you an Onna would have been a better choice. Relena would be
a far better choice, Ne? I mean she might be annoying as all hell, but no where near as
annoying or immature as Maxwell." Wufei's tone was slowly becoming normal as he began to
joke around with Heero.
"Of all the people in the colonies" started Trowa
"We got stuck with the braided twit" finished Quatre. Slowly
getting in the game, a little part of his mind was telling him this was wrong,
but he ignored it and continued in efforts to calm Wufei down."
"I know, why don't we cut off his braid, give him a mohawk and die
it Pink" Heero delivered deadpan.
"I can see Duo with a pink mohawk, it would certainly fit his
intellectual capacity" Trowa stated with the a smile gracing his face.
"Ah but we can just continue to ignore him when he gets on our
nerves, the lowly street rat always scurries away." Quatre stated between giggles.
Everyone in the room started laughing, not noticing the person
outside the door looking in. Nor did they see the mask shatter and fall
to the ground along with the coffee mug Duo drop while trying to stop the
sobs and tears. Racing up the stairs he thought he heard the door open from
the conference room.
Running into his room, Duo grabbed his back from the night before ran
into the bathroom threw in some of his stuff, his body shaking from the uncontrollable
sobs. After finishing in the bathroom he grabbed his poetry book and quickly shoved it into
the bag. He did not see one sheet of paper fall onto the bed as he went out the window
and climbed down.
///////////////////////////////
The sound of his laptop brought Duo back from his unpleasant
memories. Opening the mail he saw it was from Professor G.
02,
Request received and approved. For the time being you will be
working solo. Upgrades to Deathscythe are almost complete based
on the instructions you sent.
G.
Closing the laptop, Duo changed and decided to read in bed before
going to sleep.
****************************
Running through the darkness, panting from running. Quatre stood
in a clearing. Before him was Duo with his back to him. "Duo..."
Slowly Duo turned to face the blond, with a sad small smile, he
began to fade into the Darkness. Yelling for him to stop, Quatre ran
towards him trying to prevent him from leaving. Stretching out his hand,
Duo just shook his head and vanished completely.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Quatre. Covered in sweat and gasping
for air. Realizing it was a dream, he tried to go back to bed, but his mind
refused to clam down. A knock at the door.
"Quatre are you OK?" Inquired Trowa
"I'm fine, just a nightmare. Sorry to wake you, go back to sleep I'll be OK"
He heard receding steps, taking a breath, he went over the dream
once again. / What does it mean (1)/?
Meanwhile, in another room in Quatre's estate, Wufei was thinking
when Trowa came in.
"Quatre is taking this really hard"
"We all are, it is our fault. Mainly mine for blowing up like
that. How can I claim to defend justice when I do something like this."
not meeting Trowa's eyes, Wufei got up and left the room in an attempt to
get some sleep.
"Come back Duo, how can we make up for this" Trowa wondered out
loud. Leaving the study he made his way to his room. Passing Quatre's
door, he could still hear a few sobs. He felt a constriction in his chest, not
wanting to bother him anymore, Trowa went to his room.
Heero was knocked out on his bed, after spending most of his time
looking for their missing partner his body finally demanded sleep. Fitfully tossing in
his sleep, low murmurs of apologies, and confessions of love faintly filled the empty room.
While on his laptop, the alert from they searches they all have been hoping for sat
blinking awaiting to be read.
TBC...
dhuron
*runs and hides after posting this part*
Notes:
(1) Hum..now what could his dream mean. Is it just guilt for what he
said or is it a warning for the future????