"Mission accomplished!" Duo clasped his hands together and smirked
to himself. True, it had been an easy mission, even though there was a
delay in action, but as always, as long as the mission was finished and
everyone was alright, it didn't bother Duo.
Duo Maxwell, only 16 years of age, yet he was already submitted to wars.
Since his young age, he had learned to go on with the fact that people
died, and the fact that he himself would be the one causing those deaths.
But after so many years, after so many murders, it was only a matter of
time until a smile appeared on his face. Only a Shinigami could smile when
facing with death.
Then again, there is always something far worse than death. Like living,
and missing something at the same time. And that, that is something you
get from others. Forget everything and smile.
The young American jumped out of his Gundam and walked towards the other
pilots, who were already huddled in front of the exit. Their backs were
turned as he approached them, but all he did was put an arm around Heero's
neck and give the others a big grin.
"Didn't that mission go well?" Duo mused.
Brusquely, Heero's hand brushed the other's arms off his shoulder. "No.
Duo, because of your escapades, Quatre almost got killed by those OZ soldiers!
Don't you think of anyone but yourself?"
Heero's cold brown eyes showed that he was being serious, and only then
did Duo notice that Trowa and Wufei were also giving him the same glare.
It suddenly made him feel uncomfortable, being under the examination of
some of his fellow pilots.
Quatre suddenly spoke up, a hand behind his helmet as he took it off and
shook his blond hair. "Guys, come on. You can't blame Duo for that. It
was my fault, I should have retreated right away instead of finishing those
last Cancer Suits."
"Stop thinking like that. It was because of Maxwell that you injured your
arm, ne?" Wufei pointed towards Quatre's arm, where a patch of blood had
seeped through the suit he had been wearing. "He should have payed more
attention to what his mission was. Such complications should never happen
on such an easy mission."
"..." Trowa only looked down and back to Duo, who was standing against
the railing with a confused look on his face. Both of his hands were clutching
the metal bars, and then became tighter as the others continued to look
at him.
"Look! I'm sorry! It won't happen again, okay?" Duo looked at the four
pilots in what seemed like anger, then began walking towards the exit,
hoping to reach it before anyone else said a word to him.
"Next time will be in a long while, Duo. You'll have to stay behind for
the next couple of missions. We just can't accept any more complications,
or OZ will think of us as unstable." Heero spoke without emotion, certainly
he didn't care what the other pilot would say to him.
"Nani?!" Duo swirled around, only to face the same emotionless face he
had seen so many times, but this time, even his blank eyes made his cheeks
burn red in anger. His fists clenched and he continued to eye the others,
then turned away and walked out of the room angrily.
"It's for the best." Heero sighed to himself and walked in the opposite
direction.
"True." Wufei agreed.
"But you guys! It was my fault! Don't go blaming Duo!" Quatre continued
to protest, even though he knew that it was almost impossible to change
Heero and Wufei's minds. Both were stubborn, but he still had hope in his
long time friend. "Trowa, don't you agree with me?"
"... For the best, Quatre." Trowa repeated. His eyes closed for a moment.
He then reopened them and looked sadly in the others eyes. "We can't take
the chance of anyone getting hurt, please understand."
Trowa's hand brushed on Quatre's shoulder before he also left the room.
Now Quatre was alone, only a pale wash of light illuminated the room. It
suddenly started to get colder, and the only sound that came from it was
Quatre's light breath.
"Trowa, sometimes getting hurt isn't just physically..."
Footsteps echoed throughout the empty room, and only the young Arabian
was left to shut the lights, where only blackness enveloped the lonely
soul. His hands reached for the door, and so silently did he whisper the
name.
"I'm sorry, Duo..."
Author's Note: Yep,
you guessed it. This will be a QuatreXDuo fanfic. (But they make such a
kawaii pairing...) Anyways, I don't know how long this fic will last, but
I'm really into it so it should be finished in no time. Please review!
I need to know if this fic is worth continuing!
