Part One

Duo wasn't going to be satisfied until every exposed bit of Heero's flesh had received a thankful kiss. He had finished the task by dropping a soft, particularly apologetic kiss to the oblong bruise on his lover's jaw. Heero's robotic eye was open and locked onto his face. He could see the tiny panels that lined Heero's aqua iris shift as his pupil expanded. The entire eye itself seemed to glow in the dark as it caught the ambient light from the ZERO system controls.

"Duo. I need to complete this reconnaissance mission." Heero explained plainly though he made no move to push him away.

"Eh? Recon? Seriously? You're taking this sparkling feathery Vegas showgirl out on recon? What the fuck? That's my thing! Why didn't you guys call me?" Duo had pulled away to stare into his face at arm's length. Heero sighed.

"We hailed you multiple times. You didn't answer," he explained slowly.

"I was in the shower!"

"Evidently." Heero replied. His gloved hands slid up his back to rest against his bare shoulder blades.

"I'm going." Duo insisted.

"No. I can handle this. You need to write and submit your mission report for yesterday." Heero said firmly. His two-toned eyes had narrowed on his face.

"What? But I can do that later!"

"You're naked." Heero reminded him with a flat expression.

"I can get a flight suit!" Duo attempted to reason with him.

"Get out." Apparently Heero couldn't see reason.

"Come onnnnnnnnn!" He whined and gave his best, most effective puppy dog eyes.

"No." Heero replied tersely, unaffected.

"Damn you," Duo snarled playfully. He reached over to activate the cockpit door but his hand was abruptly intercepted by Heero's. His partner had grabbed his wrist to stop him and was using that grasp to pull his body closer. Before he could question him Heero had buried his face against his neck and began suckling on his chilled skin. Duo was shocked to find that for once his lover's mouth was burning hot.

Heero Yuy was more than familiar with Duo's most reactive erogenous zones. His mouth had landed precisely on his densest cluster of nerve endings. Duo could feel those sensitive endings electrify as they received a slow, sensual lick from his companion. He automatically gasped in response, which prompted the other pilot to drop both of his gloved hands down to grab his ass.

"Huh? W… wait a minute," Duo groaned breathlessly as he was assaulted. He could feel every muscle in his body beginning to tense and fill with a numb, vaguely aroused warmth. "What're ya doing? Didn't you say get out?"

Heero had dragged his hot tongue from the base of his neck at an excruciatingly slow pace to his ear before lavishing his earlobe with a suck and a bite. Duo could feel and hear his warm, steady breathing. "I did. Your body's warm now, right?" The Snow White pilot's voice was barely audible over the droning hum of his idling mobile suit.

"Huh?" Duo blinked and pulled back to stare at him, confused. Heero smirked and released one of his ass cheeks to slam his fist on the button that activated the cockpit door. As it opened the warmth began to dissipate as it was cut asunder by the frigid hangar air.

"Damn it!" Duo yelped as the icy breeze buffeted his body.

He heard the other pilot chuckle behind him as he scampered reluctantly out of the cockpit to stand on the catwalk. The burning cold bit at his feet, but he didn't run. Instead he spun around and watched as Heero closed the cockpit again. Once his lover had vanished from view he tossed his ridiculously long, damp hair over his shoulder and spun around to make his way across the catwalk in nothing but his birthday suit.

"Gentlemen," he addressed the pair of onlookers casually as he strut as confidently as he could past them to the main body of the Lennon. He could hear Dr. J's maniacal cackle permeate through his helmet.

Part Two

"This coroner report indicates that every deceased person had the same chemical compounds in their brain stems," Quatre was reading from a file on the table. Trowa was seated solemnly beside him with his arms crossed over his chest. Duo saw Wufei shift uncomfortably beside him, clearly as disturbed by the new information as he was.

"So what was that shit, then? Meth? Ecstasy?" He asked.

"It appears to be a new synthetic compound," Quatre replied softly. "Duo, I don't have any proof to back up my hypothesis, but I suspect that the drug they had given you on L2 was the culprit here as well."

He gawked and shook his head. "What? Eyeshine? That shit doesn't kill you. It just fucks with your head, makes you see this skull-face that tells you what to do. I thought the ESUN was receiving the shipments from the Underground, right? What was it doing at a beach party in Ibiza? And why the hell did everyone die? Those wounds didn't look like overdose to me."

Trowa looked up from his inspection of the bare tabletop in front of him. "You said once before that the typical user of the drug is susceptible to influence, right? What if someone influenced those people to kill? They may have never known what they had taken, or what the result would have been." He said as a faint frown ghosted his normally indifferent face.

"What? You're saying that someone told them all to kill each other?" Duo blurted louder than he had intended.

Quatre flipped a few sheets of paper over in search of something in particular. "The evidence suggests that the people on the beach all perished from injuries sustained by their fellow party goers," the blond said regretfully.

Duo rubbed at his temples as he let that sink in. His mind was racing a mile a minute as it replayed his harrowing moments in the Underground with Heero and his interrogation. "Why would someone want to do that? If it was the ESUN then why the hell would they want to kill people?"

"It must have been a test. They were using civilians as lab rats," Wufei deduced. Duo's head swam. The Chinese man leaned his forearms against the table and folded his hands one over the other. "That's what this is. Clearly the ESUN is operating under a corrupt figurehead now. We have to share this information with Preventer."

"Huh? Preventer is overseen by the ESUN!" Duo exclaimed incredulously.

Wufei shook his head. "I don't have a shit who oversees them. They need to be aware of this. Despite how much you despise Preventer; Sally and Noin would never allow the ESUN to do something like this. It would behoove us to work with them on this task, rather than make them our enemies."

Duo knew that Wufei had spent a considerable amount of time with Preventer before he himself had joined. He never found out what had happened to make him leave, but it was clear that he still had respect for his former Preventer colleagues. It annoyed Duo that Wufei was right about sharing the information. If the ESUN was involved in the murder of hundreds of innocent people they were going to need all of the help they could get.

"We have information from one of my sources with the local police on Ibiza that they are investigating where the drug could have came from. Apparently it comes in a little strip, with a gem or something in the center of it." Quatre was reading from his paperwork. Trowa raised an eyebrow and looked at Duo from across the table.

"Huh? A paper? I've got something that looks like that in my room." Duo said excitedly. He hopped to his feet and began shuffling backward to the door. "Catherine gave it to me when we were visiting the circus in Spain. Remember, Trowa? Shit, gimme a second!" He stumbled out into the hallway and jogged away from the conference room. It was located just to the right of the Lennon's bridge. As he jogged down the hall he passed the dry-erase board situated over the chessboard. Heero and Trowa's game was a deadlock on the board. He also noticed that all of the tasks that Quatre had assigned on the board had been marked through with a red marker in perfect straight lines. His doodle was still on the board. He had assumed that someone would erase it. He grabbed the marker and quickly added a second scythe to his chibi Shinigami. He scribbled two bat wings on the top, and two pseudo seraphim-style inverted demon wings to the bottom before scrawling "Helter" and "Skelter" beneath the scythes.

After he was satisfied with his handiwork he hurried off to his room. As he approached he heard the muffle of a melancholic song playing faintly through the sliding door. He paused to listen and didn't recognize the tune at all. The door slipped open to reveal Haro sitting on the opposite side looking up at him.

"Lonely. I'm so lonely. I have nobody to call my own… Ooooaaaaahh.
I'm so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely. I have nobody to call my own…"*

The Haro was belting out a sad, vintage pop song at an ear-splitting volume. Duo immediately shielded his ears and frowned down at the pathetic orb as it raised its earflaps hopefully up at him. Its normally black eyes were flashing red.

"Oh, man! Turn it down a notch will ya?" He yelled over the din.

Haro chirped and silenced itself. It rolled up to his boot and nudged him affectionately. He grabbed it from the floor with both hands before tucking it casually beneath his arm.

"DUO! DUO!" Haro wailed sadly.

"I know, I know. I forgot about ya. Shittiest guy of the year goes to…" Duo said under his breath as he crossed the room and began rummaging through his drawers and cabinets with his free hand.

"HEE-CHAN! HEE-CHAN!" Haro said perkily as if finished his sentence for him. Duo pause and glared down at the now delighted robotic ball under his arm.

"Listen, buddy. You better be nice to that guy. He's gonna be your new daddy now," he teased with a menacing grin. The Haro flapped its ears frantically and wailed.

"NO! NO!"

Duo chuckled and continued his search of his room. Eventually he found the the two small baggies with the pink paper strips in them. Both strips had a tiny diamond shard in the center.

Part Three

"Yo! Heero!" Duo greeted his partner's face as it appeared on the monitor to his left. He couldn't help but smile at the familiar sight of Heero Yuy clad in full space suit looking calm and impressive in a Gundam. He was staring back at him with his intense "mission mode" expression. The sight caused Duo to feel both excited and undeniably sad. Heero was an amazing pilot. He respected and admired him, and seeing him in a Gundam again was an awesome sight. However, that stunning scene was accompanied by the knowledge that the world wasn't ready for Total Pacifism, and as far as Duo was concerned it would never happen. Not during his lifetime.

Heero's multi-colored eyes widened a fraction. Duo grinned. He knew that his partner was taking in the unusual state of his hair.

"Hilde hooked me up, what do you think?" He asked brightly. He reached up to carefully pat the braided mohawk^ Hilde had folded his hair into.

The upcoming mission required going undercover at a rock concert in Germany. Quatre had received information that led to the venue where it was rumored that the dealer who supplied the party in Ibiza would be attending and possibly supplying the drug. Their mission was to find the individual and turn him/her in to local authorities.

Duo didn't know how he felt about the new mission. It didn't follow Ouroboros guidelines at all. Ouroboros was formed to intervene when conflicts arose. This new mission was more like something Preventer would do. Despite Wufei's desire to collaborate with the other organization it was clear that the rest of the team didn't completely trust Preventer to manage the situation independently.

Duo sighed and shook the thoughts from his head. At this point he didn't care what group he worked for, or what their specific mission statement was. He wanted to stop the Ibiza thing from happening again. He didn't care whose uniform he wore while doing it.

Heero had already deployed to do some unrelated reconnaissance in Snow White when the plan to go undercover at this concert arose. Duo had changed into appropriate attire before putting on his flight suit. He packed his partner corresponding clothes as well.

Duo smirked as he recalled Hilde chasing him down the catwalk to give him a bagged lunch for Heero. She insisted that he give it to the other pilot before kissing him on the cheek and sending him on his way like a kindergartner on his first day of school. He was happy that Hilde was on the ship. He worried she would hate it, or that there would be some conflict between Hilde and Heero. Heero didn't seem to be the jealous type, but Duo hadn't lived with both his ex and boyfriend in close proximity before. Heero appeared to get along fine with Hilde.

"There has been increased surveillance activity in orbit," his partner's voice said hollowly across the traditional COM. Heero was still on restriction from using Wing-One. It had been a while since he heard his lover speak through an old school COM.

Duo nodded as he scanned their surroundings. "You think they're expectin' us?"

"Probably."

"Alright, I've got it covered." Duo said with a wide grin. They were suspended in space just beyond the local Earth-Sphere's scanning range. He turned Lucifer to face Snow White and unfurled its enormous bat-like wings. Duo saw Snow White's cape of white gundanium feathers fold down and tuck tightly around its back. He laughed as he forced Lucifer's torso to slam non-too-gently against Snow White. He clamped his suit's arms around the other Gundam's shoulders before forcing Lucifer's demonic shielding wings down over both suits. He amped up his cloaking abilities and saw the blur and wavy lines from his suit's hyper-jammer as it shot its particles out to completely cocoon the two Gundams.

"Hey, pretty boy. You sure are shiny. Your place or mine?" He teased as he dragged the sparkling Snow White closer to the Earth-Sphere.

Heero didn't reply. Duo hadn't expected him to. When his lover was on mission he never smiled unless he was engaging with the enemy or blowing something up. Or both.

Eventually they entered the stratosphere of the blue planet. Their suits began to shiver as they entered the searing pull of the Earth's atmosphere and Lucifer's external cameras filled with the fiery glow or entry. Despite the light show outside Duo couldn't help but stare at his partner, who had turned his face down to study something below the COM camera.

"MISSION! MISSION! GO! GO!" Haro chirped happily from its shallow bowl-shaped dock on the right side of his control panel.

"Yeah," Duo said quietly. "Mission. Go."

*Bobby Vinton's "Mr. Lonely":" Vinton began writing the song while serving in the Army.[1] The song describes a soldier who is sent overseas and has no communication with his home. The singer laments his condition and wishes for someone to talk with.[2] The single of Vinton's recording was released just as the Vietnam War was escalating and many soldiers were experiencing a similar situation.[3] Vinton and Gene Allan later re-teamed to compose "Coming Home Soldier", which reached No. 11 on the Billboard Hot 100 in January 1967.[4]"- WIKI

^ Not much of a disguise for Duo, but eh. Any excuse to punk him out and make Heero stare at him.

/AN: Thanks for all of the messages! I hope you enjoy what's about to come. At this point there will be a lot of plot, action and boy hugs. Hope everyone has a good weekend! The next update will happen sometime around Sunday afternoon (PST)/