Disclaimer- I don't own any of these characters. Please don't sue.
P.S.- This fic is dedicated to my BEST friend, Mirai Chibi Amy-chan, since Duo is her all-time fav. *waves* Hope ya like it, 'Duet'!
P.P.S.- This fic is about Duo (duh!).
Why am I always expected to cheer everyone up?
Why am I always expected to lighten the mood?
Why am I known as the 'most open' and 'cheerful' of the Gundam pilots?
Like Heero; I, too, have dark corners of my mind that are filled with thorns and awful memories.
When someone is crying, why is it expected that I am the person that would make him stop crying?
Sometimes.............
Sometimes, I wish I could brood......
Sometimes, I wish someone else would make jokes and cheer everyone up.
Sometimes, I wish I could be mysterious, silent, brooding, or even calm. It's so hard to be hyper, cheerful, and funny all the time.
Sometimes, I wish I could sob and cry; not comforting others when I, myself, feel like crying.
We all play a role. I have a role, as does Heero, Trowa , Wufei, and even Quatre. I'm sick of roles. When will I get to be myself?
I wish that sometimes........
Sometimes............
Sometimes......................
Fin
Duo: Bryanna, I'm gonna kill you!! I'm all screwed up in this fan fic!! Omae o korosu!!
Bry: Ack! Stay away, I'm warning you! I have...umm....Trunks! And I'm not afraid to use him!
Heero: DUO, YOU BRAIDED BAKA!!!!!! That's my line!! Omae o korosu!!
Trunks: And keep me out of this! I'm not from Gundam Wing! I'm from Dragon Ball Z! Sure, I'm cuter than all of them combined, but that doesn't mean that you have to bring me into this, Bryanna!
Duo, Heero, Trowa, Quatre, Wufei, Zechs, Treize: Hey! That's not true!! *everyone gets into a fist fight, to determine who's cuter*
Bry:*anime sweat drop* Why me? *sigh*
