AN: This is something new for me, a non-Duo fic! See? I can write more things than Duo angst/ humor! ...Really! I can! This case, a angst humor fic. *shakes head* I'm bad...

Disclaimer: If I owned Gundam Wing, why would I write fan fiction for it? (In other words, no I don't own it)

Death Buys Chocolate
By AKGaston

None of them see the truth.

They have been so blind.

For I who walk among them am Death.

Well, one of Death's favored minions in any case.

Duo claims to be Shinigami, when it is really I who holds that title. And all of them are sightless to that fact. How I long to take my true form before them, not exactly to frighten- though that would be a sweet bonus- but to have this farce ended.

None of them realize I already have a firm grip on their souls. And when I go down, I AM taking them with me. But it's nothing personal, mind you, just business. Even Death has a job to do.

No one will stop me this time. Not even one of the other four. I won't let them.

I shift on my bed, my bangs falling in my range of vision.

My bangs never stay out of my eyes. I hate that! One would think Death -or at least, one of Death's minions- would be a little more intimating!

It makes my blood boil.

My hands fist, knuckles turning white. My heart races, jaw clenches. But I force myself to relax. In this incarnation, I am mortal. It just wouldn't do for a Death minion to have a coronary. I try to master my breathing.

Slowly, slowly it returns to normal. I close my eyes, the only feature that remains of my true self. I feel my heartbeat slow to ninety... eighty... seventy beats a minute. I relax my jaw. My teeth throb, I was biting so hard. I allow my face to smooth back to passivity.

"Quatre?" My head jerks up. Just in time, apparently. The imposter is leaning against the doorway, grinning like the idiot he pretends to be. I throw a prayer of thanks to the nearest deity that he hadn't shown up five seconds before.

"Hai?" I smooth the light colored bangs out of my face again. They fall right back to their previous position.

I really hate this form.

"I'm going for some ice cream. Wanna join me?"

Ooh! Ice cream!

"Sure!" I smile. Maybe I'll keep them around a little longer yet...

"Cool!" Eyes approaching the color of amethyst sparkled. "You're buying."

Or maybe not.

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The end

AKGaston: Alright, so it was predictable. I bet a lot of you figured it was Quatre. If you didn't, no worries ^.^ I was inspired when my boyfriend commented (complained?) that all I write are Duo fics. And yes, Duo is in this one, but...can you see WuFei or Trowa wanting ice cream, and making Quatre pay?

Oh, come on! Of course death likes ice cream! Who doesn't?