"The last breath of the death"
By Ta-kun
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Me, Takeshi Fujita (arigatou lost person who give me this name), give this fanfic, the avility to turn into a desperate and terrific history on GW, which owner is not the author of this fic, is someone else that has earn lots-o-money just by being the producer... so I'm not the creator, and all the named charachters are tredemark of their respective owners. Ta-kun.
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Chapter 1 (in fact 2, but who cares....) "Psychological soldier"
"...what's life?... death....what's death?...life" something very deep on my mind, since a couple of weeks ago I'm very very deep on my thoughts... I've change also, I'm in more touch with my inner me, if that's good, Ok, if it'f not... I dunno... I'm still a kid in that matter.
Heero wakes me every morning, ask for the rent and leaves, seems to love his job, no guns, no megalomaniacs, no Gundams (mine's safe in a secret place, heero's?... I dunno), a peacefull life, no worries exept for the rent and the food, but I feel that something is missing, I wanna fight... but... against who? there is no enemy... and my job is quite boring everyday...
"Maxwell!, get over here", It's my boss, calling me, I hate his voice... damn! "Yes sir, you want to talk to me?" very afraid of loosing my job, I must apel for his mercy... "that's a war... against the bosses..." my mind stright to the weird inner comment.
"I have a special job for you"- he never look to the eyes, especialy mines, seems to be that he can feel my wrath when he sees my eyes,
"And that job it will be..."-calm answer.
"You'll go to L4 and give this package to the man in charge in this office". He gives me a paper with the big brown box, the paper contains the info about the office to find.
"What about the travel, I presume that won't be first class"
"Very aggresive maxwell, I like it, Yup, I'll give you enough money for a tourist trip, sorry, but it's the best I can do. Also the staying will go by your own account"- I hate when the bosses talk to you like that...
"I hope that my check this month will be nicer that the others", don't push me on!, I'm a pilot, not a tradesman!, I need the money, but If I don't accept this deal I won't have anything.
"Yes, It will., now leave and prepare to travel, here's the money and don't screw all up maxwell!!" shouts while I leave his office, I'll ask Heero if he wanna go with me, I can travel in the Deathscyte and keep the money from the passages, and for the stay.. Quatre will be a nice option!.
"I don't want to go Duo, it's Ok just like it is now" Heero doesn't let me explai it all.
"Come on Heero, at least one in your perfect life, will you go with me?", put all the pilots together in two years, will be a very big party, and a Winner party it's a very BIG BIG BIG party!
"I'll go if we both go in the Deathscyte Hell, I don't wanna bother zero with this..." "still talking about his gundam as adiferent person... like Wufei.. what a weirdos!" mind inner thought... sometimes I hate them.
"Great!, prepare your stuff, we'll go tomorrow".
During the preparations for the Deathscyte I also check the weapons sistem, It supose to be unnecesary, but Heero insisted, some things will not change...
"Duo, you seem sad, I'll pilot this time, I'don't wanna go with a stressed pilot at the sistems".
"Very Funny Heero, but no, I'm the pilot, and I'll drive!", no one will ever pilot the Deathscyte exept for me, no one.
The night before leave Heero asked for his vacations (he hasn't taken during all this time) and we start our travel, a very unusual thing happended in he space... and I was guilty of that...
"Heero, can you hear something important that I have to ask?", infact that sound very ahem.. weird.. ahem... but Heerro didn't surpirse, he just answer "Do I have option?, talk", maybe he wasn't the best pychologist, but he can keep secrets very well, and in that mment I needed someone to talk freely, and Heero was the only person in kilometers around us.
"Well... I miss the fights... It's not that I wish that there is another war... but I miss the fights, the power of the enemy trying to beat me and now... I just can remember... I'm loosing the shinigami Heero... I'm loosing myself".
*sigh*"No Duo, you are not loosing anything, but you want a tipical war, find something to fight without a war". Heero's answer was absolutely right, but I needed more...
"Like what?"
"Fight youeself"
"I don't get it, Have you had talks with Wufei during this years? sound like a Wufei's speach"-a bad comment, but also a truly one-
"Ask him when we get there, he can explain that better than me...", Heero was talking a lot that day... a very unusual thing...
The hours passed... the dark and cold space make me feel alone, yes, I was with Heero, but talk with a wall is not funny, don't you think so?, suddenly Heero said something "Duo, are you doubting of yourself?"... Heero ask me something... I believe that this it has been the first ocación in which Heero has made me a question... probably the last one also.
"I'm not doubting, but I'm not sure about my life... my way to see life, maybe I'm not the shinigami anymore..."
"who doubts, will fail" was Heero's only answer, from there, no more chat until we get to L4...
Enf of chapter 1 (2 in the web), check for the next chapter
"Party boy Trowa, or how to find yourself by Wufei Chang"
By Ta-kun
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Me, Takeshi Fujita (arigatou lost person who give me this name), give this fanfic, the avility to turn into a desperate and terrific history on GW, which owner is not the author of this fic, is someone else that has earn lots-o-money just by being the producer... so I'm not the creator, and all the named charachters are tredemark of their respective owners. Ta-kun.
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Chapter 1 (in fact 2, but who cares....) "Psychological soldier"
"...what's life?... death....what's death?...life" something very deep on my mind, since a couple of weeks ago I'm very very deep on my thoughts... I've change also, I'm in more touch with my inner me, if that's good, Ok, if it'f not... I dunno... I'm still a kid in that matter.
Heero wakes me every morning, ask for the rent and leaves, seems to love his job, no guns, no megalomaniacs, no Gundams (mine's safe in a secret place, heero's?... I dunno), a peacefull life, no worries exept for the rent and the food, but I feel that something is missing, I wanna fight... but... against who? there is no enemy... and my job is quite boring everyday...
"Maxwell!, get over here", It's my boss, calling me, I hate his voice... damn! "Yes sir, you want to talk to me?" very afraid of loosing my job, I must apel for his mercy... "that's a war... against the bosses..." my mind stright to the weird inner comment.
"I have a special job for you"- he never look to the eyes, especialy mines, seems to be that he can feel my wrath when he sees my eyes,
"And that job it will be..."-calm answer.
"You'll go to L4 and give this package to the man in charge in this office". He gives me a paper with the big brown box, the paper contains the info about the office to find.
"What about the travel, I presume that won't be first class"
"Very aggresive maxwell, I like it, Yup, I'll give you enough money for a tourist trip, sorry, but it's the best I can do. Also the staying will go by your own account"- I hate when the bosses talk to you like that...
"I hope that my check this month will be nicer that the others", don't push me on!, I'm a pilot, not a tradesman!, I need the money, but If I don't accept this deal I won't have anything.
"Yes, It will., now leave and prepare to travel, here's the money and don't screw all up maxwell!!" shouts while I leave his office, I'll ask Heero if he wanna go with me, I can travel in the Deathscyte and keep the money from the passages, and for the stay.. Quatre will be a nice option!.
"I don't want to go Duo, it's Ok just like it is now" Heero doesn't let me explai it all.
"Come on Heero, at least one in your perfect life, will you go with me?", put all the pilots together in two years, will be a very big party, and a Winner party it's a very BIG BIG BIG party!
"I'll go if we both go in the Deathscyte Hell, I don't wanna bother zero with this..." "still talking about his gundam as adiferent person... like Wufei.. what a weirdos!" mind inner thought... sometimes I hate them.
"Great!, prepare your stuff, we'll go tomorrow".
During the preparations for the Deathscyte I also check the weapons sistem, It supose to be unnecesary, but Heero insisted, some things will not change...
"Duo, you seem sad, I'll pilot this time, I'don't wanna go with a stressed pilot at the sistems".
"Very Funny Heero, but no, I'm the pilot, and I'll drive!", no one will ever pilot the Deathscyte exept for me, no one.
The night before leave Heero asked for his vacations (he hasn't taken during all this time) and we start our travel, a very unusual thing happended in he space... and I was guilty of that...
"Heero, can you hear something important that I have to ask?", infact that sound very ahem.. weird.. ahem... but Heerro didn't surpirse, he just answer "Do I have option?, talk", maybe he wasn't the best pychologist, but he can keep secrets very well, and in that mment I needed someone to talk freely, and Heero was the only person in kilometers around us.
"Well... I miss the fights... It's not that I wish that there is another war... but I miss the fights, the power of the enemy trying to beat me and now... I just can remember... I'm loosing the shinigami Heero... I'm loosing myself".
*sigh*"No Duo, you are not loosing anything, but you want a tipical war, find something to fight without a war". Heero's answer was absolutely right, but I needed more...
"Like what?"
"Fight youeself"
"I don't get it, Have you had talks with Wufei during this years? sound like a Wufei's speach"-a bad comment, but also a truly one-
"Ask him when we get there, he can explain that better than me...", Heero was talking a lot that day... a very unusual thing...
The hours passed... the dark and cold space make me feel alone, yes, I was with Heero, but talk with a wall is not funny, don't you think so?, suddenly Heero said something "Duo, are you doubting of yourself?"... Heero ask me something... I believe that this it has been the first ocación in which Heero has made me a question... probably the last one also.
"I'm not doubting, but I'm not sure about my life... my way to see life, maybe I'm not the shinigami anymore..."
"who doubts, will fail" was Heero's only answer, from there, no more chat until we get to L4...
Enf of chapter 1 (2 in the web), check for the next chapter
"Party boy Trowa, or how to find yourself by Wufei Chang"