Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or it's characters. (But, DAMN, I wish I did!)
A/N: This is from Heero's POV. He's typing on his laptop how he finally rid his life from the biggest annoyances in it.
Chapter 1 – Duo
I finally did it. I finally got rid of the biggest annoyances in my life: the other pilots. Duo…let's start with him. He came into my room the other day, and had an extremely serious look on his face. He sat down next to me on the right side and looked at me laptop. It was nothing really out of the ordinary, so I just shrugged it off and continued typing. …Then he got too close for comfort. I felt his right hand start at my shoulder, and it slid down until it reached mine. He wrapped his left arm around my waist and squeezed my hip softly. My eyes grew wide as I realized what he was trying to do. His right hand then slid down and he then squeezed my thigh…tightly. Not knowing what to think about the so-called 'God of Death', I froze. I knew for a fact he wasn't drunk because he'd be babbling like an idiot more than usual. "Get out, Duo." I said, trying to stay clam. "Get out before I fucking kill you." "Why should I…?" he slurred in my ear. "I know that you're enjoying every second of this." My confusion led to anger when I felt his breath on my neck, followed by his lips. "Fucking get the hell out!" I yelled. "Get out of my damned sight, Duo!" "No way, Heero…" he whispered in the most seductive, low tone I've ever heard him use. "I'm enjoying myself, and I'll think I'll stay for a little while longer." He then started kissing my cheek, and moved up to the side of my mouth. "I swear to god, Duo!" I shouted. "If you want to live, get as far away from me as humanly possible! …NOW!" He backed off for a few seconds, realizing that I was serious as hell. He then reached over, turned my laptop off, put it down on the floor, and leaned over toward me. "I've had a full life." he whispered to me. I could not hear any fear what-so-ever in his voice. The next thing I knew, I was pinned to the bed, Duo on top of me, kissing me passionately. I tried several times to pry the braided son of a bitch off of me, but to no avail. My gun. That's the only other option that I had left. …But it wasn't in my pocket at that time. I never carry it around with me when I'm not out in public. I never saw the point…until now. So I decided to play along with Duo, and began kissing him back. (Which I still regret doing. …I cannot believe I kissed another man.) I rolled us both over, so now I was on top. I pulled away from him, and smiled as seductively as I could. "Don't you dare move." I whispered into his ear. I walked over to my dresser, picked up my gun, put it in my pocket, and walked back over to Duo. "I've been wanting to do this for a long time." I smirked at him. Not giving him any time at all to react, I pulled out my gun and fired, hitting my target perfectly; I got Duo right in the center of his chest. Hearing the gunfire led to the other pilots running into the room to see what had happened. I was in deep shit.