Parting is isn't so sweet...
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Disclaimer: Y'all should know by now that I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING!! But I do own.. is.. this! *holds up a bowl of Cookies and Creams ice cream* I own this!!
Yaoi 3x4
A little limey
Sad :(
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"Trowa, I'm nervous about tomorrow." Quatre said laying next to Trowa in bed. He propped himself on one elbow and looked down at Trowa who set his book down marking his place.
"Don't be, koi, I'll protect you the whole time." He sat up and gently pushed Quatre down on his back. Straddling his love he unbuttoned Quatre's shirt and slid it off his shoulders. Quatre lifted his arms, wrapped them around Trowa, and pulled him closer to him. They kissed and stripped eachother of their clothes and rolled around for what seemed like hours. When they finished, Trowa laid down on his back sweating a little. Quatre rested his head on Trowa's chest and sighed happily. If they were ever to part, Quatre was sure that he would go insane like when his father was killed.
"I promise I'll protect you, Quatre." Trowa slowly rubbed the blonde's back and they fell asleep...
"RUN QUATRE, RUN!" Duo yelled as more OZ soilders ran down the hall towards the two of them aiming their guns at them. He shoved the blonde pilot down the hall and around a cornor. The alarms were blaring in their ears and smoke was impairing their visions slightly. They ran further down then slipped into a room and slid the door shut. The two of them held their breaths until the soilders had ran past the door then they breathed a sigh of relief.
Duo slid to the floor and chuckled, "Whoa, that was a close one. I didn't know you could run that fast!"
Quatre chuckled still shooken up and panting from the chase, "Yea, I guess I can run faster when I'm being chased by guns."
"Why can't you run that like all the time? You coulda been a famous track star instead of a Gundam pilot." A quiet monotonous voice said off in the shadows.
Duo and Quatre grabbed their guns and aimed it at the voice. "Who- who's there?" Duo asked as he sprung to his feet.
"Ease down, why would you want to shoot a friend of yours?" The figure stepped out of the shadows and revealed himself. He stood with his arms crossed and his one green eye not covered by hair glinsted a little in the flourescent lights above them.
"TROWA!!" Quatre exclaimed happily. He ran to his lover and threw his arms around him. "I'm glad you're okay, I was a little worried about you."
Trowa smirked, "Only a little?" He slid his arms around Quatre's small waist.
Quatre smiled, "I knew you'd be safe but I still care." He stepped away when he remembered that Duo was in the room too. "I guess we should get out of here before we're killed." The blonde walked to the door and looked out, "Coast is clear, let's take the side door, it's safer and there's a shortcut to our Gundams." He quietly slid open the door and peeked out. The hallway was a calm quiet, like an army had just ran through and it was the aftermass of it.
The three pilots had almost made it to the door when someone yelled at them to stop. They spun around and saw ten OZ soldiers standing, ready to shoot at them.
"All right Gundam pilots, drop all of your weapons and surrender yourself to OZ." The leader said taking a few steps forward.
"Surrend to OZ? Never!" Duo said pulling his gun out and stepping in front of Quatre and Trowa. He cocked the gun slowly and aimed it at the leader's head.
"You better do what I say, boy, or else I'm going to kill all three of you. I'll do your friends first." The leader shoved Duo into a wall and aimed his gun at Trowa who gently pushed Quatre behind him to protect the blonde.
"Shoot me, if you feel that it will make the world a better place, because that's what we're fighting for, nothing else." He held his hands up in surrender.
"Trowa, are you insane? They'll shoot you either way!" Quatre stepped forward and looked up at his lover. His big blue eyes stared deep into the other's green eyes. He wanted to understand why Trowa was saying things like this. "What are you planning Trowa?" He thought, hoping that Trowa actually had a plan and wasn't being suicidal.
"Quatre, listen to me..." He dropped his arms and turned to the blonde. His eyes stared into the blonde's but then glanced for a second over at the soldier. Placing his hands on Quatre's shoulders he leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Run, I'll protect you, don't worry about me." He shoved Quatre behind him before he could protest.
The next few minutes seemed to happen in slow motion. Trowa pulled his gun out and shot at six of the soilders with expert aim. Duo reacted quickly and shot at the remaining four who fell after the others. The three pilots ran as fast as they could to the exit. The door had been barricade and locked after the alarms went off. Quatre stopped, turned around and saw a merely wounded soldier quickly limping towards them with his gun aimed at Quatre. He pulled the trigger and fell to the ground from lost of blood.
Trowa had noticed the soldier a second before the trigger was pulled and had shoved Quatre out of the way only to get shot in the chest. He fell on top of Quatre clutching his chest in pain.
"Trowa! Why did you do that? Why did you save me?" Quatre sat up and held Trowa in his lap.
"I said I would protect you didn't I?" Trowa winced a little and looked up at him. "And you're still safe." He closed his eyes and he slipped away from Quatre, but was still being held in his arms.
Tears streamed down Quatre's cheeks and he clenched Trowa's arm in anger, sadness and frustration. He sobbed while Duo stood a few feet away not sure whether to comfort Quatre or not. A few moments past and Quatre stopped crying, it seemed like all of his sadness disappeared and all he was left with was an empty feeling of anger. Anger towards OZ again for taking away someone close to him.
"This is the last time they take away someone I care for." He muttered as he gently laid Trowa down and stood up. Before Duo could say anything, Quatre shoved past him and out the door. He ran as fast as he could to wear they had hidden their Gundams. The blonde quickly made his way through the thick trees and brush til Sandrock Custom was in front of him.
"All right Sandrock, time to get revenge on OZ one more time." He climbed up the Gundam and hopped into the cockpit. Down below him Duo was also making his way through the trees trying to stop Quatre from doing anything crazy.
"Quatre stop! You can't do this by yourself!" Duo tripped over a fallen branch and looked up at Sandrock from the ground, "Trowa wouldn't want you to go through with this!" He tried to stand up but pain shot through him from his ankle, "Dammit," he cursed under his breath, "Not another unjury."
"Duo, I have to do this. OZ has taken another life of someone I care for deeply and I won't let them get away with it this time. There's no way to talk me out of it, so I suggest you either move or get stepped on." Quatre closed the cockpit door and brought the Gundam to life.
"I can't move, I broke my ankle!" Duo yelled waving one arm trying to get the blonde's attention.
"What's he doing? Is he really gonna stop me by laying on the ground?" Quatre asked himself. He shrugged and controled Sandrock to walk forward.
"Shit, Quatre!!" Duo looked up in fear as the giant Gundam loomed towards him. The was no way he could stand up or move so he covered his head with his arms as an instinct. He thought of Hilde while waiting to be stepped upon. A giant foot landed a few inches from him but then the Gundam continued on harmless to him. "Huh?" Duo dropped his arms and lifted his head. Sandrock had obviously missed him and was still heading towards the base. The braided pilot couldn't help but chuckle a little, "Even when he says so, he doesn't have the heart to hurt his friends."
"Duo! What's happening? This wasn't part of the plan!" Heero yelled running over to Duo and kneeling down next to him with Wufei following him."
"Yea I know, and Trowa getting killed wasn't part of it either." He propped himself up on his elbows.
"What? Trowa's dead?" Heero slid one arm around Duo who draped his arm around Heero's shoulder.
"An OZ soldier shot him and Quatre went crazy, like before." Duo said wincing a little as Heero slowly lifted him up.
"Well, then we have to stop him. If he's not going to listen to talk then we'll have to use force, as much as I hate to." Wufei spoke up walking over to Shenlong Custom.
Heero nodded, "That's our only way of stopping him again." He looked over at Duo, "Can you pilot your Gundam?"
Duo moved his ankle slightly and almost fell over in pain, "Yea I could, but I won't be of the greatest help." Heero led him over to Deathscythe Hell Custom and shot a graphling hook up to the cockpit. Duo grabbed it and Heero stepped away as the rope ascended to the cockpit door. The braided pilot stepped onto the door and collapse as his ankle buckled from underneath him. He crawled over to his seat and pulled himself up, sweating from pain and heat.
"All right Quatre," He said as Wufei and Heero got into their Gundams, "time to take you down... even though I don't want to."
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Well.. that's chapter 1. This fic was originally only gonna be one chapter but I guess I got a little carried away so the next chapter is mainly gonna be them trying to stop Quatre-kun. But don't worry, I'll have it up in no time... *crosses fingers and grins*
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Disclaimer: Y'all should know by now that I DON'T OWN GUNDAM WING!! But I do own.. is.. this! *holds up a bowl of Cookies and Creams ice cream* I own this!!
Yaoi 3x4
A little limey
Sad :(
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"Trowa, I'm nervous about tomorrow." Quatre said laying next to Trowa in bed. He propped himself on one elbow and looked down at Trowa who set his book down marking his place.
"Don't be, koi, I'll protect you the whole time." He sat up and gently pushed Quatre down on his back. Straddling his love he unbuttoned Quatre's shirt and slid it off his shoulders. Quatre lifted his arms, wrapped them around Trowa, and pulled him closer to him. They kissed and stripped eachother of their clothes and rolled around for what seemed like hours. When they finished, Trowa laid down on his back sweating a little. Quatre rested his head on Trowa's chest and sighed happily. If they were ever to part, Quatre was sure that he would go insane like when his father was killed.
"I promise I'll protect you, Quatre." Trowa slowly rubbed the blonde's back and they fell asleep...
"RUN QUATRE, RUN!" Duo yelled as more OZ soilders ran down the hall towards the two of them aiming their guns at them. He shoved the blonde pilot down the hall and around a cornor. The alarms were blaring in their ears and smoke was impairing their visions slightly. They ran further down then slipped into a room and slid the door shut. The two of them held their breaths until the soilders had ran past the door then they breathed a sigh of relief.
Duo slid to the floor and chuckled, "Whoa, that was a close one. I didn't know you could run that fast!"
Quatre chuckled still shooken up and panting from the chase, "Yea, I guess I can run faster when I'm being chased by guns."
"Why can't you run that like all the time? You coulda been a famous track star instead of a Gundam pilot." A quiet monotonous voice said off in the shadows.
Duo and Quatre grabbed their guns and aimed it at the voice. "Who- who's there?" Duo asked as he sprung to his feet.
"Ease down, why would you want to shoot a friend of yours?" The figure stepped out of the shadows and revealed himself. He stood with his arms crossed and his one green eye not covered by hair glinsted a little in the flourescent lights above them.
"TROWA!!" Quatre exclaimed happily. He ran to his lover and threw his arms around him. "I'm glad you're okay, I was a little worried about you."
Trowa smirked, "Only a little?" He slid his arms around Quatre's small waist.
Quatre smiled, "I knew you'd be safe but I still care." He stepped away when he remembered that Duo was in the room too. "I guess we should get out of here before we're killed." The blonde walked to the door and looked out, "Coast is clear, let's take the side door, it's safer and there's a shortcut to our Gundams." He quietly slid open the door and peeked out. The hallway was a calm quiet, like an army had just ran through and it was the aftermass of it.
The three pilots had almost made it to the door when someone yelled at them to stop. They spun around and saw ten OZ soldiers standing, ready to shoot at them.
"All right Gundam pilots, drop all of your weapons and surrender yourself to OZ." The leader said taking a few steps forward.
"Surrend to OZ? Never!" Duo said pulling his gun out and stepping in front of Quatre and Trowa. He cocked the gun slowly and aimed it at the leader's head.
"You better do what I say, boy, or else I'm going to kill all three of you. I'll do your friends first." The leader shoved Duo into a wall and aimed his gun at Trowa who gently pushed Quatre behind him to protect the blonde.
"Shoot me, if you feel that it will make the world a better place, because that's what we're fighting for, nothing else." He held his hands up in surrender.
"Trowa, are you insane? They'll shoot you either way!" Quatre stepped forward and looked up at his lover. His big blue eyes stared deep into the other's green eyes. He wanted to understand why Trowa was saying things like this. "What are you planning Trowa?" He thought, hoping that Trowa actually had a plan and wasn't being suicidal.
"Quatre, listen to me..." He dropped his arms and turned to the blonde. His eyes stared into the blonde's but then glanced for a second over at the soldier. Placing his hands on Quatre's shoulders he leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Run, I'll protect you, don't worry about me." He shoved Quatre behind him before he could protest.
The next few minutes seemed to happen in slow motion. Trowa pulled his gun out and shot at six of the soilders with expert aim. Duo reacted quickly and shot at the remaining four who fell after the others. The three pilots ran as fast as they could to the exit. The door had been barricade and locked after the alarms went off. Quatre stopped, turned around and saw a merely wounded soldier quickly limping towards them with his gun aimed at Quatre. He pulled the trigger and fell to the ground from lost of blood.
Trowa had noticed the soldier a second before the trigger was pulled and had shoved Quatre out of the way only to get shot in the chest. He fell on top of Quatre clutching his chest in pain.
"Trowa! Why did you do that? Why did you save me?" Quatre sat up and held Trowa in his lap.
"I said I would protect you didn't I?" Trowa winced a little and looked up at him. "And you're still safe." He closed his eyes and he slipped away from Quatre, but was still being held in his arms.
Tears streamed down Quatre's cheeks and he clenched Trowa's arm in anger, sadness and frustration. He sobbed while Duo stood a few feet away not sure whether to comfort Quatre or not. A few moments past and Quatre stopped crying, it seemed like all of his sadness disappeared and all he was left with was an empty feeling of anger. Anger towards OZ again for taking away someone close to him.
"This is the last time they take away someone I care for." He muttered as he gently laid Trowa down and stood up. Before Duo could say anything, Quatre shoved past him and out the door. He ran as fast as he could to wear they had hidden their Gundams. The blonde quickly made his way through the thick trees and brush til Sandrock Custom was in front of him.
"All right Sandrock, time to get revenge on OZ one more time." He climbed up the Gundam and hopped into the cockpit. Down below him Duo was also making his way through the trees trying to stop Quatre from doing anything crazy.
"Quatre stop! You can't do this by yourself!" Duo tripped over a fallen branch and looked up at Sandrock from the ground, "Trowa wouldn't want you to go through with this!" He tried to stand up but pain shot through him from his ankle, "Dammit," he cursed under his breath, "Not another unjury."
"Duo, I have to do this. OZ has taken another life of someone I care for deeply and I won't let them get away with it this time. There's no way to talk me out of it, so I suggest you either move or get stepped on." Quatre closed the cockpit door and brought the Gundam to life.
"I can't move, I broke my ankle!" Duo yelled waving one arm trying to get the blonde's attention.
"What's he doing? Is he really gonna stop me by laying on the ground?" Quatre asked himself. He shrugged and controled Sandrock to walk forward.
"Shit, Quatre!!" Duo looked up in fear as the giant Gundam loomed towards him. The was no way he could stand up or move so he covered his head with his arms as an instinct. He thought of Hilde while waiting to be stepped upon. A giant foot landed a few inches from him but then the Gundam continued on harmless to him. "Huh?" Duo dropped his arms and lifted his head. Sandrock had obviously missed him and was still heading towards the base. The braided pilot couldn't help but chuckle a little, "Even when he says so, he doesn't have the heart to hurt his friends."
"Duo! What's happening? This wasn't part of the plan!" Heero yelled running over to Duo and kneeling down next to him with Wufei following him."
"Yea I know, and Trowa getting killed wasn't part of it either." He propped himself up on his elbows.
"What? Trowa's dead?" Heero slid one arm around Duo who draped his arm around Heero's shoulder.
"An OZ soldier shot him and Quatre went crazy, like before." Duo said wincing a little as Heero slowly lifted him up.
"Well, then we have to stop him. If he's not going to listen to talk then we'll have to use force, as much as I hate to." Wufei spoke up walking over to Shenlong Custom.
Heero nodded, "That's our only way of stopping him again." He looked over at Duo, "Can you pilot your Gundam?"
Duo moved his ankle slightly and almost fell over in pain, "Yea I could, but I won't be of the greatest help." Heero led him over to Deathscythe Hell Custom and shot a graphling hook up to the cockpit. Duo grabbed it and Heero stepped away as the rope ascended to the cockpit door. The braided pilot stepped onto the door and collapse as his ankle buckled from underneath him. He crawled over to his seat and pulled himself up, sweating from pain and heat.
"All right Quatre," He said as Wufei and Heero got into their Gundams, "time to take you down... even though I don't want to."
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Well.. that's chapter 1. This fic was originally only gonna be one chapter but I guess I got a little carried away so the next chapter is mainly gonna be them trying to stop Quatre-kun. But don't worry, I'll have it up in no time... *crosses fingers and grins*