AN: Thank you for the reviews! I love getting them. And to Dark Devotions, Nataku used just enough force to knock Duo out by hitting him on the head. Imagine if you would having just one of the Gundam's fingers coming down on your head hard enough to knock you out. Yeah, that happened to Duo. As for Bomb-O-Maniac, I like your idea. I just may use it. And yes, poor Duo but at least Duo will get to have some fun. Now for DeathsDragon, I glad that you like my story. I'm having fun writing it. Lastly for Lika Amanaka, that's awesome. You should share my fic with everyone and have them all review! I'm having a ton of fun writing this and I hope you all are having just as much fun reading it.

Now onto the disclaimer: Again I own nothing but the plot and even that is up for debate seeing as Chibi and I both came up with it. So I guess the plot is the only thing that we own. No characters and no rights. sob Maybe I should try to come up with my own idea and make money from it. Too bad this idea already got used.

Chapter 3

KITCHEN

All five of the Gundam boys were sitting at the kitchen table, eating breakfast. It was a couple of weeks since the incident where someone broke into the hanger and left a huge mess for the pilots to clean up. Heero has still as of yet to catch the thief. There were no clues or any evidence that someone had been there other then the mess they had left. His patience was wearing thin because of this.

As for Duo, he was getting better but still wasn't allowed to fly his Gundam yet. Most of the time he was fine but every once in a while a dizzy spell would hit him. Once these spells would pass would be when he was allowed to go on missions again. Mostly all Duo had to do now was tearing the house apart in his boredom. He wasn't allowed to leave the house, not even to the store to get groceries. This greatly annoyed him.

Now we all know what an annoyed and bored Duo does, he creates chaos and mayhem.

This morning would be no different. "Heero, can I…" Duo started.

"No," Heero replied.

"You don't even know what I was gonna say," Duo countered.

Heero looked (glared) at Duo. "You don't leave the house without one of us."

"That wasn't…"

"Or fly the Gundams."

It looked like someone let the wind out of Duo's sails. "I've been stuck in this house for two weeks. Two weeks man! I can't live like this. I need to be out and flying Deathscythe!"

Wufei smirked. "It's been peaceful without Maxwell on our missions."

Duo's jaw dropped. "Wha"

"No endless chatter or annoying cheerful voice. I can actually concentrate on the mission," Wufei continued.

"Wufei, that wasn't very nice," said Quatre.

"Yeah, Quatre's right," said Duo.

"But true." With that Wufei left the kitchen table. He smirked at Duo to let him know that he was joking but didn't like what he saw. Duo had smirked back and had an evil twinkle in his eye. Maxwell's up to something. Nataku help us all.

HANGER

Deathscythe was sitting on the ground, pouting. It had been weeks since he was in a battle and it was all Nataku's fault. If Nataku hadn't hit Duo over the head with her finger, Duo could still be piloting him but noooo, Nataku had to ruin everything.

Heavyarms, Sandrock, Nataku and Wing were in another part of the hanger looking at Deathscythe. They were concerned for their fellow Gundam buddy.

"It's not like I wanted to hurt Duo," said Nataku, "but something needed to be done."

"None of use thought that Deathscythe's pilot would be out for this long. Stupid Heero. If I had it my way, Heero wouldn't be so… stubborn and all of us would be in action," said Wing.

"Do you think that maybe Duo is really harmed?" asked Heavyarms. "If you listened to our pilot's conversations you'd know that Duo still gets dizzy. I hope that he gets better."

"We all do," said Sandrock."

"Someone's coming," warned Wing as he heard footsteps.

Quickly all five Gundams went to their places, just as the pilots had left them. No one would be the wiser.

The door opened and Wufei walked in. He made his way to Nataku before he climbed to her shoulder to sit. "Nataku."

Silence filled the air for a few moments before he told his beloved Gundam what was on his mind, never knowing that four other Gundams were listening in.

DUO

Duo was wondering the halls of the house. By this time he knew where everything led to with his eyes closed and both hands tied behind his back. With the other pilots gone on missions he had nothing better to do so he explored the house. He was sure that he knew the house better than Heero even if Heero did study the blueprints.

Wondering down a hall aimlessly, Duo let his thoughts wonder back to the day that put him out of commission. He was walking down to the hanger to do some work and he thought that he saw the Gundams alive and playing cards. After thinking he was crazy it all went black.

Part of that had to be a dream, right? The Gundams couldn't really be alive. It would just be crazy. Funny but crazy. But if the Gundams are alive, how? And why not tell us? We could do so much more damage. Oz would freak. Not only would us five pilots be inside causing chaos but the Gundams could be attacking another building or taking care of the other mobile suits.

Duo wondered out of the house and onto the grounds. Heero may not like it but Heero couldn't control his life. He was his own person and would do as he liked.

A smile lit Duo's face as he found a tree. This tree wasn't a dinky little tree but rather a good climbing tree if you could reach the lowest branch that was a foot or two above the tips of his fingers when raised.

Taking a running jump, Duo was able to catch a hold of the lower branch. Hefting his body over it, Duo climbed up higher. The foliage would hid him from prying eyes but he would be able to see them.

Getting half way up the tree, Duo let his back rest against the trunk, hands behind his head with fingers intertwined. Crossing his ankles, he was ready to wait for A. all the pilots to leave or B. looking for him with death promising in their eyes.

Personally he wanted option A so he could spend some time with his buddy. He wasn't allowed in the hanger, Heero and Quatre didn't want him to get dizzy and hit something causing more damage.

Screw them. Once they're gone I'm heading into the hanger. Who are they to tell me what to do? They're not my mother, not that I would listen to her anyway. They're all the same age as me so what gives them the right to tell me what to do?

"Duo," came a voice.

Duo made a face as he looked down. Trowa was standing at the base, looking towards the house. "What can I do you for?"

"You shouldn't be up there."

"What are you going to do, tell Heero? He ain't my mother."

A small smile slipped on Trowa's face. "We're heading into town."

"Why you telling me? I'm not going."

Trowa got the underlying message. "Don't do anything stupid."

A grinning Duo made his way down the tree. "I knew I liked you."

"Just don't blow up the house or yourself."

"How about mother Heero's room?"

"If you have a death wish."

Duo laughed and the two made their way back into the house.

"How'd you find me?" Duo asked.

"Followed you."

"Is there anything you don't see?"

"Nope."

HANGER

All of the Gundams were standing in their spots in the hanger, listening to make sure that the house was quiet so they could move.

"Any of you hear anything?" asked Heavyarms.

"Other then the garage door opening and closing? No," said Nataku.

"Do you think they all left?" Sandrock pondered.

"Kami I hope so," said Deathscythe.

"You just want to go out and fly around," said Wing.

"And what if I do?" Deathscythe challenged.

"Someone is going to see," said Nataku. "There's daylight out there, wait until night falls. You'll have more cover. Only an idiot would go out right now."

Deathscythe crossed his arms. "You're no fun. Go ahead and rain on my parade."

No one noticed the door opening, letting one Gundam pilot into the room. No one also noticed him standing there as if struck dumb.

"Use your brain for once. You're not some mindless mecha," Nataku continued.

"But if someone hadn't struck my pilot I wouldn't be trying to leave the hanger," Deathscythe continued.

Duo made his way over to a crate so he could hide and observe all the Gundams. Wait, did my buddy just say struck? Does that mean my dream wasn't a dream? THAT WAS REAL!

"Will you drop that already? How many more times do you want me to say I'm sorry?" Nataku demanded. "It's not like I meant to give him a concussion or anything. You're just being a big baby."

"I'm being a big baby?" Deathscythe demanded.

Sandrock sighed. "Will you two drop this already? We've gone through this everyday, twice, since Duo was injured. Nataku promised to never hit him again and you promised to let it drop."

Deathscythe huffed.

Duo was letting his mind process what he had overheard. Okay, so I walked in here to visit my buddy and found out that not only he but the other Gundams are alive. That means that my dream really wasn't a dream and that… Nataku?... hit me to keep their secret.

Nataku hit me! Duo quietly chuckled to himself. I guess I'm not much better. I did destroy things to keep my secret. Poor Oz computers. Duo snickered.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Heavyarms asked.

Silence filled the air.

"How about we play cards."

Nataku groaned. "That's all we ever do anymore."

"That because we can't go out in the daylight and because our pilots have been keeping a closer eye on use since somebody destroyed the hanger."

"It wasn't like I was the only one."

"Maybe not but now the only things we can do is to play cards. So what game do we want to play? Can we play Scum? Huh huh, pretty please. I wanna play scum."

The other four Gundams looked at each other. "We might as well humor him," said Wing.

"Otherwise he'll cause trouble for us," added Sandrock.

"Yea, we get to play cards!" cheered Heavyarms.

Duo was trying to hold in his laughter by covering his mouth with both hands. Is that really Trowa's Gundam? He sounds like he should be mine. Trowa is all super quiet and mysterious but Heavyarms is loud and obnoxious like me. And then there's Nataku. He?..She?.. sounds like Wufei, attitude wise. I think that I would have fun with her.

Wing shuffled the cards a few times before he dealt them all out to everyone. They all took their time rearranging their cards before Wing started the hand. "Two twos."

Heavyarms went next. "Two sixes."

Sandrock passed so Deathscythe went next. "Two eights."

Nataku was the last to go for the five of them. "Queens."

Duo looked on in amazement. What game are they playing? Looks like fun. Wonder if they'll teach me how to play.

Duo could care less that the Gundams were alive and everything, if anything, he thought that it was a great joke. It was really funny to him about how long the Gundams were able to keep their secret and how well they did it. If it wasn't for today he still would think that his and the other's Gundams were just mecha.

Duo continued to watch the Gundams play Scum (AN: also known as Rich man poor man). I wonder how you play.

Putting his stealth skills to the test, Duo made his way closer to the Gundams.

Deathscythe was looking at his hand when he noticed movement. Looking he saw it was Duo. DUO!

"Deathscythe," said Nataku.

"Wha?" Deathscythe asked.

"You're turn," answered Wing.

Looking down he saw a single nine was down. In his hand he had double kings, a single ace, and a pair sevens and a ten. He laid down the ten.

Looking again he saw that no one had seen his pilot, in fact he couldn't see him now.

"Deathscythe!" came a really annoyed voice.

AN: Well that's it for another chapter. I know I had fun, did you? Again, as always, any ideas or suggestions you have I will take into consideration. Please do review! They make my day and I love hearing what you think. I already got a good idea from you guys and I can't wait to get more.

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