Koibito Hen
... Strange Lover.
Warnings...
Angst
Yaoi
Violence
Comments... 03.24.01
*stares at screen* Eeeerm... blink. Blink blink blink. Yah, blinky blink.
*Duo stares at the ... ahem.. blank author*
Duo: Well, I think I should excuse the Amazing Vinegar now. She's a bit out of it, ya know.
*Vinny is heard in the background, screaming "Blink!" at the computer screen*
Duo: Okay, she's lost her mind. Send help..
*Vinny suddenly pounces on the Shinigami's head*
Bliiiiiink... purrrrr.. ^_^
Duo: O_O... Please... quickly.
( Oh yeah, by the way, was it just me, or was FF.net down for like, two days? Just wunderin'. )
Disclamier...
I don't own any of the Gundam Wing characters, although I will keep asking my parents, Santa and the Tooth Fairy for them until I do. ^_^ Nor am I getting money or any form of payment for this, although I will keep asking my parents, Santa and the Tooth Fairy for some until I do. ^_^
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Duo practically choked on the knot that was forming in his throat. His chest tightened and he found it hard to breath, his heart pounding in the enclosed space his body was forming. An icy sweat dripped down his torso, making him colder than he had ever been.
Heero had pulled a gun on him before. It hadn't really worried him; he doubted the boy would ever really harm him, fatally. He also had that expression, that 'I'm-going-to-shoot-you-but-I'm-not-really-going-to-shoot-you-to-death-just-keep-your-mouth-shut-okay?' one. But now, that purely sadistic look was plastered on the Soldier's face. Duo was sure that Heero was really going to shoot him.
He could barely speak, although even if he could, he doubted Heero would be able to hear it over the pounding of his heart. He only could manage some throaty whimpers and gasps, snatches of apologies and what he feared was begging.
Duo had probably stared into the face of Death thousands of times before, and simply laughed when it threatened him. But this, this he could barely look at. Normally, it would be easy to rid Heero of the gun he held in such an embarassingly relaxed position. But days of amuse and mental instability had rid him of everything but fear and anger. Plus, he was far to weak to anything anyway. The people across town could probably see his ribs.
Duo licked his lips, wiping away a bead of sweat that fell above them. His hands seperated his body from the small pistol Heero held, as if it would protect him from the bullet that would eventually come speeding towards him.
/You god damned idiot. If you had stopped this in the beginning, you wouldn't be in this position./
'I... I.. '
/You can still prevent your own death. You still have chance./
'I... do?'
/Yes, you do. Choose your moment carefully, and take it from him. Use it against him. He must be taught his own lesson. No one tries to destroy the Great Destroyer./
'No one tries.. tries.. to destroy the Destroyer... '
/That's right./
Duo nodded dumbly, his mouth hanging open slightly, breath coming out in short gasps. Yes, Heero had taught him enough lessons now. He would return the favor.
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The three gundam pilots of Sandrock, Nataku and Heavyarms wallowed around the den, drunk off their asses from their drinking games. Quatre brooded, hugging a bottle of something alcohalic closely. Trowa slung a comforting arm around his lover's shoulders. Wufei channel surfed.
"I can't believe Heero could do something like that," Quatre grumbled. "I'd really like to punch that... " Quatre's wish followed a stream of curses that no one knew the innocent Arabian was capable of uttering. Even his lover looked surprised.
"I know, Quatre. I feel the same. Well, not quite the same.. " Trowa was cut off by a death glare from the boy. "However, Duo's a big boy. If he doesn't want anybody to know, then maybe there's a reason. He can work this out for himself." Wufei nodded absently. "Yah, what Trowa said. Although, I agree with you as well, Quatre."
The Sandrock pilot raised a fist. "Yeah, we should go and jump Heero." Trowa, who seemed to have the least to drink, settled Quatre down with a quick kiss. "No, we shouldn't. Don't you two listen to me?"
There were grumbles that soon ended as a new movie was found to play another game to. The three were all blissfully unaware of what was happening just a score or less of feet away from them.
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Duo continued his dangerous waltz with Heero, circling him, with the soldier kept his gun on his victim. Meanwhile, his mind was buzzing with thoughts that weren't his own, as if he were witnessing a stream of commands on a computer screen. He would... he would... he would? He would.
He blinked, fear pouncing mercilessly upon him as he broke into his consious state of mind. His eyes blurred sightly and he laughed. Heero stared at him like he was insane. "Look at this, Heero. Look at how the tables have turned," he said over his laughter and sobbing. "Remember when we first met? Remember how I shot you? It looks like you're doing the shooting now, and by the way look, I doubt I'll be coming back." Heero frowned, and was about to say something when Duo interrupted with a short bark of laughter.
"Heh, no, I think I'll do the talking now. Thanks for all the pain you've caused, Heero. All the suffering and hatred you've uncovered from deep inside. In the beginning, I thought we could really make something out of ourselves, you know? But since you're revealed how much of a fucking, abusive bastard you are, I guess not. Thanks for everything, you son of a bitch, you've taught me to listen to my inner voices."
Heero's hand was shaking now, his fury and angry rising high on his face. Yes! It was working. He was releasing his feelings, and finally detroying Heero as well. Perhaps his name would down in history. His eyes darted across the pool, at the sliding door that lead into the den their fellow pilots were in. "Oh look, I think everybody's coming to join the party."
Just as he had hoped, Heero's head jerked towards te door. His guard and vigilance had been let down in his rage. He dumbly took the bait. Duo took his chance. He leapt at Heero.
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How dare he speak to him like that? This boy had gone too far. Death was too good for him. He would take him completely after this. Heero watched his beloved's eyes turn towards the door across the pool. "Oh look, I think everybody's coming to join the party," he said, his tone dripping with hate like all his other words had. He turned to the door. There was no one there. He had lied! How dare he lie?
/Taptaptap/
He heard running footsteps, soaking wet boots squelching on the concrete. He turned back in time to see Duo leaping at him. "Ah!" Heero gave a surprised gasp, his hand unconsiously tightening. He squeezed the trigger.
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The gunshot rang through the air, and the violent soundwaves suddenly swept away as quickly as they had appeared. Duo's frail body was flung unceremoniously back by the force of the bullet, hitting the concrete hard, head first. The gun fell from Heero's hand, a horrified look crossing his face as if he was just awakening from a dream.
"Oh, God... Duo!"
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To be continued! Look, every chapter is a cliffhanger! Aren't I bad? *evil grin* For the love of Duo and Heero, REVIEW ME! I will /not/ tolerate other people being evil. *glare*
... Strange Lover.
Warnings...
Angst
Yaoi
Violence
Comments... 03.24.01
*stares at screen* Eeeerm... blink. Blink blink blink. Yah, blinky blink.
*Duo stares at the ... ahem.. blank author*
Duo: Well, I think I should excuse the Amazing Vinegar now. She's a bit out of it, ya know.
*Vinny is heard in the background, screaming "Blink!" at the computer screen*
Duo: Okay, she's lost her mind. Send help..
*Vinny suddenly pounces on the Shinigami's head*
Bliiiiiink... purrrrr.. ^_^
Duo: O_O... Please... quickly.
( Oh yeah, by the way, was it just me, or was FF.net down for like, two days? Just wunderin'. )
Disclamier...
I don't own any of the Gundam Wing characters, although I will keep asking my parents, Santa and the Tooth Fairy for them until I do. ^_^ Nor am I getting money or any form of payment for this, although I will keep asking my parents, Santa and the Tooth Fairy for some until I do. ^_^
===================================================
Duo practically choked on the knot that was forming in his throat. His chest tightened and he found it hard to breath, his heart pounding in the enclosed space his body was forming. An icy sweat dripped down his torso, making him colder than he had ever been.
Heero had pulled a gun on him before. It hadn't really worried him; he doubted the boy would ever really harm him, fatally. He also had that expression, that 'I'm-going-to-shoot-you-but-I'm-not-really-going-to-shoot-you-to-death-just-keep-your-mouth-shut-okay?' one. But now, that purely sadistic look was plastered on the Soldier's face. Duo was sure that Heero was really going to shoot him.
He could barely speak, although even if he could, he doubted Heero would be able to hear it over the pounding of his heart. He only could manage some throaty whimpers and gasps, snatches of apologies and what he feared was begging.
Duo had probably stared into the face of Death thousands of times before, and simply laughed when it threatened him. But this, this he could barely look at. Normally, it would be easy to rid Heero of the gun he held in such an embarassingly relaxed position. But days of amuse and mental instability had rid him of everything but fear and anger. Plus, he was far to weak to anything anyway. The people across town could probably see his ribs.
Duo licked his lips, wiping away a bead of sweat that fell above them. His hands seperated his body from the small pistol Heero held, as if it would protect him from the bullet that would eventually come speeding towards him.
/You god damned idiot. If you had stopped this in the beginning, you wouldn't be in this position./
'I... I.. '
/You can still prevent your own death. You still have chance./
'I... do?'
/Yes, you do. Choose your moment carefully, and take it from him. Use it against him. He must be taught his own lesson. No one tries to destroy the Great Destroyer./
'No one tries.. tries.. to destroy the Destroyer... '
/That's right./
Duo nodded dumbly, his mouth hanging open slightly, breath coming out in short gasps. Yes, Heero had taught him enough lessons now. He would return the favor.
===================================================
The three gundam pilots of Sandrock, Nataku and Heavyarms wallowed around the den, drunk off their asses from their drinking games. Quatre brooded, hugging a bottle of something alcohalic closely. Trowa slung a comforting arm around his lover's shoulders. Wufei channel surfed.
"I can't believe Heero could do something like that," Quatre grumbled. "I'd really like to punch that... " Quatre's wish followed a stream of curses that no one knew the innocent Arabian was capable of uttering. Even his lover looked surprised.
"I know, Quatre. I feel the same. Well, not quite the same.. " Trowa was cut off by a death glare from the boy. "However, Duo's a big boy. If he doesn't want anybody to know, then maybe there's a reason. He can work this out for himself." Wufei nodded absently. "Yah, what Trowa said. Although, I agree with you as well, Quatre."
The Sandrock pilot raised a fist. "Yeah, we should go and jump Heero." Trowa, who seemed to have the least to drink, settled Quatre down with a quick kiss. "No, we shouldn't. Don't you two listen to me?"
There were grumbles that soon ended as a new movie was found to play another game to. The three were all blissfully unaware of what was happening just a score or less of feet away from them.
===================================================
Duo continued his dangerous waltz with Heero, circling him, with the soldier kept his gun on his victim. Meanwhile, his mind was buzzing with thoughts that weren't his own, as if he were witnessing a stream of commands on a computer screen. He would... he would... he would? He would.
He blinked, fear pouncing mercilessly upon him as he broke into his consious state of mind. His eyes blurred sightly and he laughed. Heero stared at him like he was insane. "Look at this, Heero. Look at how the tables have turned," he said over his laughter and sobbing. "Remember when we first met? Remember how I shot you? It looks like you're doing the shooting now, and by the way look, I doubt I'll be coming back." Heero frowned, and was about to say something when Duo interrupted with a short bark of laughter.
"Heh, no, I think I'll do the talking now. Thanks for all the pain you've caused, Heero. All the suffering and hatred you've uncovered from deep inside. In the beginning, I thought we could really make something out of ourselves, you know? But since you're revealed how much of a fucking, abusive bastard you are, I guess not. Thanks for everything, you son of a bitch, you've taught me to listen to my inner voices."
Heero's hand was shaking now, his fury and angry rising high on his face. Yes! It was working. He was releasing his feelings, and finally detroying Heero as well. Perhaps his name would down in history. His eyes darted across the pool, at the sliding door that lead into the den their fellow pilots were in. "Oh look, I think everybody's coming to join the party."
Just as he had hoped, Heero's head jerked towards te door. His guard and vigilance had been let down in his rage. He dumbly took the bait. Duo took his chance. He leapt at Heero.
===================================================
How dare he speak to him like that? This boy had gone too far. Death was too good for him. He would take him completely after this. Heero watched his beloved's eyes turn towards the door across the pool. "Oh look, I think everybody's coming to join the party," he said, his tone dripping with hate like all his other words had. He turned to the door. There was no one there. He had lied! How dare he lie?
/Taptaptap/
He heard running footsteps, soaking wet boots squelching on the concrete. He turned back in time to see Duo leaping at him. "Ah!" Heero gave a surprised gasp, his hand unconsiously tightening. He squeezed the trigger.
===================================================
The gunshot rang through the air, and the violent soundwaves suddenly swept away as quickly as they had appeared. Duo's frail body was flung unceremoniously back by the force of the bullet, hitting the concrete hard, head first. The gun fell from Heero's hand, a horrified look crossing his face as if he was just awakening from a dream.
"Oh, God... Duo!"
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To be continued! Look, every chapter is a cliffhanger! Aren't I bad? *evil grin* For the love of Duo and Heero, REVIEW ME! I will /not/ tolerate other people being evil. *glare*