Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters used in it…I wonder what would happen if I said I did? Lessee…they could take the pad of paper I write fics on…Waiddaminute! That's a horribly bad thing! That's my life!!! So I guess I'll just keep writing disclaimers, eh?
Warnings: Uhhhhhhh, lessee…Character death, angst, 2x4 hinting, that kinda thing
This is a horribly short fic that I wrote in about 5 minutes, but I don't mind it.
I went on a whim…
Anyhow, on with the 'story'
"Boys Don't Cry"
"Boys don't cry." Duo slammed his glass down. "Then why am I sitting here drinking milk instead of
beer? Probably because Quatre wouldn't have wanted it. But now he's dead. Gone. Forever. No more smiles. No more peace. I'm the god of death. Death to the deserving. Quatre was not deserving!" He put his head down in an attempt to soothe the pain. There was a bitter taste in his mouth. One that had been there since Quatre had…left… Duo slowly drifted into a fitful sleep, only to see the images of the battle he never wanted to see again. The scene replayed itself over and over again.
It was supposed to be a simple mission.. Destroy the OZ base and get out. They hadn't counted on there being so many Mobile Dolls there, though. All 5 of the pilots were surrounded by a pack of Tauruses. But nobody noticed that the bases beam cannon was pointed straight at Deathscythe, slashing madly at the dolls surrounding it. Nobody noticed until it was too late. The cannon was fired, a massive energy force heading straight for Duo. He had held his head high, fully accepting death at this time. But things didn't go how he expected. It had gone terribly wrong. Deathscythe was roughly shoved out of the path of the crackling force of the energy beam, escaping doom by fractions of a second. Duo swiveled his head in time to see Sandrock take the full force. The cause was obvious. Quatre must have pushed Duo out of the way. Sandrock was reduced to bits and pieces, the cockpit no longer existing. Every pilot knew of Quatre's fate as they finished off the mobile dolls and hightailed it out of their failed mission, one pilot short.
Duo awoke with a loud gasp. "If only I could take your place…You'd still be alive…" he choked, tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. "You'd still be here with me right now." The tears had their way as he put his face in his hands and sobbed. "Boy's don't cry…"
Satin Daisy-Wow…How depressing….I love it!!!
Quatre-YOU KILLED ME!!!
Duo-YOU MADE ME CRY!!! Doesn't ANYBODY listen to me?
Satin Daisy-No. Not anymore. You babble too much, remember? Everybody tunes you out these days
Duo-Oh…*runs off into the distance crying*
Satin Daisy-*shrugs* Review, please? If you don't, I don't really mind…But it would be much appreciated if you did…