tantrys - ffiction - After - Chapter 14 - Aftermath

After - Chapter 14 - Aftermath



Warnings: Warning, this is totally just a filler.... Maybe a break for comedy, but I'm not very funny as you can see... -____-* Je m'excuse, et commencé à lire... Uhg, I butcher funny, I butcher French...




The holo screen turned white. Nothing discernible remained, except for the blinding white cloud that emanated from the beam cannon and swiveled around to flood out the entire holo screen. The control room was plunged into darkness..... Heero's hand began to burn. He glanced at it absently and noticed the abnormal glitter of the ring.

The holo screen pulsed, and Heero raised his hand to silhouette in the light. The ring pulsed in time. The screen faded out.... And his ring's luminescence died along with it...

"Everything with in a seventeen thousand kimet radius has been destroyed," Quatre sighed wearily. "How are we on power, Duo?"

"Uhh-- half. Damn!"

"Half?" Quatre repeated. The lights in the control room flickered on. "... I'll set a course for the nearest refueling station. It's a little out of our way but we've bought some time."

Duo snorted loudly and scooted around in his gunner chair to look over the back at Quatre. His eyes were still feverishly bright from battle. "A little time, and a helluva lot of shit. They're going to be on our asses as soon as word gets back."

"For once, I agree with 'it'," Wufei muttered, running his hands swiftly through his hair. "I think we've officially destroyed your diplomacy, Quatre."

Quatre gave pilot 05 a dark look-- or as dark as it could get, coming from him. He slowly folded back into his seat. "Who has first watch?"

"I'll take it," Trowa supplied. He was already up and ascending Quatre's platform. "I'll wake you when we reach the fueling station."

Quatre's smile was soft, and it mingled with a pale blush as he stood and brushed past Trowa. He touched the taller pilot's shoulder and murmured a thank you. Heero watched Quatre step down and exit the control room.

"They're so sweet together," Meiran hissed. She attached herself to Heero's arm and started dragging.

"Hn. How do you know they're 'together'? Have you been spying?" He deadpanned. Meiran halted and looked at him with impossibly wide brown eyes.

Whack!! She slapped his head and started cursing.

"You jerk! I do not *spy* on people I can just tell! Uhhhhg Heero!!!"

Something warm and firm pressed up against Heero's opposite side, and suddenly his arm was wrapped forcibly around someone's neck. Duo's face popped up close to his and he grinned at Meiran.

"Actually they're not together yet-- they just run around each other with hearts in their eyes. It's *so* obvious they're into each other though--"

Meiran gasped and leaned forward in front of Heero. "They're not?! They're *perfect* though!!"

Duo nodded emphatically and wrapped one arm around Heero's waist so he could lean closer to Meiran and whisper.

"I've been trying for *ages* to get them in the sack-- I even locked 'em in a closet--"

"Twice," Trowa interjected calmly. Meiran and Duo froze. Heero glared, and started peeling either leech off of him.

"Get, off," he growled. Meiran ignored him and had the decency to lower her face and sprint out of the control room. Duo, however, was immobile. He now had his arm curled around Heero's neck and was smiling at him.

"'Cmon, grumpy, I'll take you to see the Gundam plans we picked up from Quatre's pop, but only if you're good."

Heero jammed his elbow into Duo's side and stepped away as the cheerful pilot coughed, wheezed, and doubled over.

"Don't touch me," he barked.... Then he paused.... "Plans."

Duo laughed brokenly and raised his head enough to squint at Heero. Something.... something akin to guilt, was rolling up from Heero's anger.... I've never had guilt.

Duo straightened and rubbed his stomach. "You've got one sharp elbow, bud. And yes, plans. Quatre was going to show them to you after your tour, but being the smart guy that you are, you 'declined'."

Heero decided reluctantly that his glare was an insufficient response to anything Duo said to him. Because Duo just smiled beatifically, and spoke in greater volume...

"But I like you. I'll show 'em to you any way... Maybe you can decipher the startup code."

"You sound like Meiran," he muttered darkly. Duo straightened his jumpsuit and grabbed Heero's hand, wrapping his fingers tightly around it and running.

"Thanks!" He chirped, pulling even as Heero struggled to keep a sane pace down the hallway.